Chapter 213: Master's Death
"Qin Lang Qin Lang~"
"What are you doing..."
"I like you~"
“……”
"You... Well~... What do you mean by not talking! ”
"No, I just want to... Belch... I'll talk about that later. ”
……
It's not that Qin Lang is indifferent, Qin Lang just wants to complain about this guy, can you not confess to yourself while being in the middle school...
But it's just an inner play.
Qin Lang's body is still very honest.
……
Listening to the familiar babbling "Qin Lang Qin Lang", as well as the "like", Qin Lang repeatedly reminded himself that Nangong Zhuo was an old woman in her three hundred years old in the struggle full of inexplicable taboos.
Qin Lang thought that although this would offset his guilt, it was also a little too powerful.
After all, no matter what, Qin Lang couldn't be interested in the real old woman.
Therefore, Qin Lang simply did not break or stand in the end.
Isn't it guilt? As long as the sin is at its peak, it will be freed.
……
"Beibei, what... Can you stop calling me Qin Lang? ”
“?”
Nangong Zhuo, who was in the clouds, blinked, wiped the beads of sweat on Qin Lang's scarlet little face on his shoulder, and then gasped heavily, glaring at Qin Lang very dissatisfied:
"What? You've got a crush on that old woman who called you that, haven't you? If you want to follow her example and call you a "stupid pig" like that, you're happy to be perverted. ”
"Harm, no..."
Qin Lang was speechless:
"And what is that old woman, isn't it her, you are all in harmony with her, and you are still mentioning this stubble..."
"Hmph, anyway, I see everything in my eyes, just like when you were stepped on by her every day before, I don't know how much you enjoy it."
"Ahem... They all say it's your delusion..."
"You apply a lot of paint on her feet every day!"
"Shh——!h
"More than anything to paint this seat!"
"That's because your feet are smaller..."
What tiger wolf words?
That is, in Tianhe Sect, if outsiders hear this kind of thing from the mouth of a little girl in the future, maybe I will be regarded as someone...
Hey?
Wrong.
In Da Zhou, it seems that at this age, there are many marriages and children.
From this point of view, what Qin Lang did seemed to be...
It's quite in line with the etiquette.
……
But then again, it's okay if you don't want to, when she thinks that the hot cutie in her arms is not so taboo, Qin Lang's strength has actually diluted a little.
So, Qin Lang seized the time to continue:
"Beibei, what... If so, can you continue to call me like you did yesterday...? ”
“?!”
Nangong Zhuo's eyes froze, and then he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, and his cheeks were red and bulging into hamsters:
"Don't!"
What did Qin Lang think of her?
The woman who was chained to him in the cave and barked at him?
"Just... Shout out? ”
"Don't, don't!"
"Just... Quietly? Slightly? ”
“……”
It seems that some sect masters are toasting and don't eat, and want to eat punishment wine.
Syllable~!
"Qin... Qin Lang, how dare you..."
Syllable~!
"Do you think this seat is the old woman!"
……
It's useless to say more, the little sect master's face is almost the size of Qin Lang's palm, and at the same time that Qin Lang punished her, Qin Xiaolang was also punishing her.
It is only at this time that the pattern on the belly that the small sect master inherits from the big sect master will emerge and begin to "measure" something strange as when he was healing.
So, under such circumstances, Nangong Zhuo, who was on the trumpet, finally couldn't be ashamed and shouted out the two words that Qin Lang wanted to hear.
And these two words also made Qin Lang's guilt come back, and he rediscovered the feeling of taboo, and it was out of control in an instant.
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Of course, to be specific, it's not completely out of control.
Not to mention anything else, anyway, Qin Lang, who had just completed ten courses of treatment, couldn't come to a course of treatment at this time, and after the two of them simply played with one or two pillars of incense, they finally lay quietly in the quilt together and kept warm.
"So Beibei, what happened after yesterday?"
"It's nothing, you fainted, and then the seat came back, so I asked someone to send you back to the seat of the Tianhe faction's dormitory."
"Then what is your "Trick of the Heart"..."
"Don't mention this, it's annoying to mention it."
Speaking of this, Nangong Zhuo also raised his thin eyebrows as if he was a little frustrated, and his little hand subconsciously pinched it, but he forgot that he was still restlessly playing with a certain Qin Xiaolang in his palm, which made Qin Lang grin for a while.
"I know you're annoying, but don't bother it yet, if you want to be annoyed, tell me about it first."
"Anyway, you just need to know that after the double cultivation is over, the injury of this seat has also recovered, and the strength has also returned to the normal level at the peak, and you... It seems to have made some gains. ”
"Me?"
Qin Lang closed his eyes with bated breath, and then was pleasantly surprised, it was true.
The golden internal force the size of a water drop in the dantian was now the size of a fist.
Don't look like it's much, but when Qin Lang really felt this internal force, he felt as if he was standing next to an endless lake, and the seemingly calm lake water contained unfathomable majestic power.
"Hmph, but the benefits you get have nothing to do with this double cultivation method, mainly from the master..."
Qin Lang understood what Nangong Zhuo meant, and he was talking about the matter of "Mu Xin Decision" restraining "Zhu Xin Jue".
"Hmm... In this way, as the closed junior disciple of Yaochi, you can be regarded as having received a little guidance from your master. ”
"That's right..."
Qin Lang hugged his fist towards the air with emotion:
"Disciple, thank you, Master!"
"Don't thank you, Shizun is sitting in Yuezhou, if you want to thank you, thank you to the east."
"Uh..."
Qin Lang thought for a moment and asked cautiously:
"Bei, what are you talking about, what is our master's [sitting]?"
"Stupid, Shizun is the master of Yaochi, and he is not a person from Hetian Sect, of course it is not the kind of sitting of the Hehuan faction, it is an ordinary sitting!"
"Uh-oh."
said the same, Qin Lang nodded:
"Then when are we leaving the Tianhe Sect?"
Nangong Zhuo's eyes narrowed:
"Leave?"
"That's right."
"Where to go..."
"Go... Yangzhou, or the capital? Hiss... I don't know where Sumire and the baby are... And my senior sister. ”
"This seat is your senior sister, and your baby is also your senior sister."
"Uh... I mean Second Senior Sister, Mu Mu..."
“……”
"Ahem... Bathe... Masters. ”
Qin Lang felt the combination of the big and small sect masters into one, although the little girl in front of her was still the same as before, her eyelids drooped and her lips were pouted when she was unhappy, but Qin Lang always felt that now her seemingly petite and delicate body seemed to have an invisible aura of coercion.
"Senior Sister Mu, where is she now? She shouldn't really be under the Tianshan Mountains, right? ”
She wanted to, but she couldn't. The mountain gate ban in the Tianshan Mountains was copied by her according to the means of her master, and even if it was herself, she would definitely not be able to get out until the time was set. ”
As soon as Nangong Zhuo said this, Qin Lang was even more worried:
"And if she uses spiritism again... That's going to cost Shouyuan. ”
"Afraid of what? That old woman is enough to live anyway. ”
“……”
Qin Lang didn't talk to Nangong Zhuo about this, he helplessly helped his forehead, and wanted to ask something, Nangong Zhuo said directly:
"Don't worry, Mu Xuanli is staying well in Tianshan now."
“?”
"What? Don't believe that your second senior sister who loves you and loves you will abandon you? Poor child, do you think your mother doesn't want you anymore? ”
“……”
Qin Lang wanted to refute this, but he couldn't refute it for a while.
This made Qin Lang himself feel quite surprised and surprised.
"The reason is very simple, because someone has promised her that she will bring you back from the clutches of this seat."
"Who?"
"You'll know when the time comes."
Nangong Zhuo wanted to sell the pass, and it was difficult for Qin Lang to pry it open.
I used to be able to pry it open with stories, but now...
Although she will still pester herself to tell stories every night in the future, it is estimated that it will not work to pry her mouth open.
It is true that Qin Lang can also use other things to pry now.
However, now that he needs to recuperate, he really shouldn't bother Qin Xiaolang anymore.
However, after learning the basic information that Mu Xuanli and the others were safe and sound through Nangong Zhuo, Qin Lang was already very satisfied.
"And when exactly are we leaving?"
"If you don't go, here you are."
"North-north..."
"Oops, I know, I know! Sick of it... Don't you just think about your good looks, a little girl, a Su Yu pan, and a Su silver bottle in the capital... You are here, first raise the essence back, and then leave in seven days. ”
"Good, good!"
It's good to be able to walk.
However, Qin Lang, who should have been "very happy" when he heard the news, was actually just "very happy".
As for the reason, Qin Lang actually knew it.
"Beibei, Lingyue her..."
"She's so good, I don't need you to worry about it."
“……”
Okay, let's talk about it, I feel that Nangong Zhuo's little mouth is getting higher and higher, and he is about to be able to hang up the oil pot, Qin Lang is also very interested in opening the topic:
"In other words, our master respects her old man, and she should be a peerless figure in the creation of meritorious services, how can she sit down?"
“……”
The topic didn't seem to go very well, and Nangong Zhuo was silent.
There was silence for a long time.
Qin Lang didn't ask, and stayed silent with her until she drilled into Qin Lang's arms, seemed to take several deep breaths, and then raised her little head and looked at Qin Lang without joy or sorrow:
"Shizun her, she was killed by your second senior sister, Mu Xuanli."
"Huh?"
(End of chapter)