After sleeping until the next morning, Qin Bingyan rubbed his head, drinking too much and his brain hurt.

With his head retracted into the quilt, Qin Bingyan wanted to get some sleep.

The tip of his nose was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, Qin Bingyan moved and slept on a soft bed for the first time.

Almost asleep, Qin Bingyan thought of a question, hurriedly sat up, and looked at the room with a pair of eyes.

The pink room looks like a girl's boudoir.

Qin Bingyan sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed her head and thought about it, when she left the small black room yesterday, she seemed to see Bai Mei, Bai Tao, and Li Lingmeng also running to pick her up.

I don't know whose room it is, Qin Bingyan came to the window, and there was a book on the desk in front of the window.

There was no word on the cover, Qin Bingyan picked it up and looked at it.

The purpose is a striped road, and the lines are miscellaneous, and there is no law at all.

There were not many pages in the book, and Qin Bingyan quickly finished turning the page.

If you can't read it, you can't understand it, the problem is that Qin Bingyan wants to learn these lines.

The secret of refining that Tianling gave himself had some lines, but the key was that those lines were too complicated, and they were dizzy to look at the complex.

There is an opportunity to learn some of the simple ones first, and then the more complex ones later.

Click, the door opened, Qin Bingyan looked back, Li Lingmeng was wearing a pink dress, and walked into the room with small steps.

Li Lingmeng looked at Qin Bingyan, her face flushed, and she lowered her head and said, "You're awake." ”

Qin Bingyan closed the book: "Well, this is your room?"

Li Lingmeng secretly glanced at Qin Bingyan and said embarrassedly: "Yes, it's my room, I, we don't know where your room is, so we have to let you come to me first for one night." ”

Take a look at the warm bed, compared to yourself.

Qin Bingyan raised the book in his hand and asked, "The book is yours?"

Li Lingmeng blinked: "It's mine, manuscript." ”

I really can't see it, Li Lingmeng still has this hand, the words in the book are beautiful, and the pictures are beautiful and delicate.

Sitting on the bed, Qin Bingyan asked, "Is this book important?"

Li Lingmeng stared at Qin Bingyan's side face suspiciously, and said cautiously, "Do you want to learn the Divine Pattern?"

The book was thrown to the side, and Qin Bingyan yawned: "Yawn, can't you?"

"Okay!" Li Lingmeng nodded: "I'll make a new copy for you." ”

Sleepy, Qin Bingyan got into the quilt: "Then thank you, I'll sleep for a while, don't disturb me." ”

Li Lingmeng opened her mouth, she was here to ask Qin Bingyan to eat, and it seemed that she wouldn't wake up for a while.

Sitting at the desk, Li Lingmeng took a pen and paper to copy.

Carefully copying it, thinking about what happened in the Law Enforcement Hall a few days ago.

In the Law Enforcement Hall, she felt warmth for the first time.

When he was most afraid, it was Qin Bingyan who warmed him again and again, supporting him from falling.

The relationship between himself and his parents is complicated, and because of the matter of the fairy vein, his parents often attack and abuse him.

She would hear the Law Enforcement Hall trembling with fright, and it was when she was a child, her parents used to scare her with the Law Enforcement Hall.

Once, her stomach hurt and cried so badly, her parents didn't comfort herself, it was useless to scare her by talking, and she directly took her to look at the law enforcement hall from afar.

On that day, the thunder mountain where the Law Enforcement Hall was located was lightning and thunder, and the sky seemed to fall.

Heart-rending screams rang out from inside the stone chamber.

At that time, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to go out for many days.

Since then, she didn't dare to approach Thunder Mountain, she needed to pass by Thunder Mountain, and she would rather take a detour than see Thunder Mountain.

Her parents didn't care about herself, no matter what was going on in her heart.

When she became a disciple of the inner sect of the Divine Pattern Cliff, her father felt that her face was gloomy, and forced her to go to the forging room to strike iron, and she gave a cultivation resource for every time she lifted a big hammer.