Since He Shuangling's "amnesia", the entire red maple forest has been a lot clearer, and for a whole year and a half, several people have never had a fight.

Not only that, He Shuangling is also coquettish and timid all day long, as if he has changed as a person, pestering He Quanling to ask questions, often showing a frightened expression under He Miaomiao's smiling gaze.

He Miaomiao has been teasing him for a year and a half, and every time he has grasped the measure, making him pretend to be frightened and secretly endure anger, which is really entangled.

Exploring the secret room made him understand that for He Yanxin, the rights and wrongs between them did not matter, she would listen to whoever she liked, but she would never give special trust.

So whether he killed someone or poisoned him, he didn't want to experience it again, the feeling of being defeated by He Miaomiao's distortion of the facts.

Pretending to have amnesia can not only escape the follow-up punishment, but also reduce He Miaomiao's and He Quanling's defenses.

He had always suspected that the two of them were planning something, but if he told He Yanxin directly, he would only be fooled by their sophistry.

So he was going to pretend to be stupid, and then slowly eavesdrop on the conversation between them, and then report it when he had evidence, so that He Yanxin would treat him differently, and maybe he could get rid of those two people in one fell swoop and become the only disciple under her.

As for capturing He Yanxin's heart, he has completely put it in the deepest part of his heart, and he no longer fantasizes about it from time to time, after all, the future is long. Although He Miaomiao said that it was to lure him out of the forest, there was a saying that was true, monks like people with high strength.

As long as he gains some trust first, and then slowly improves his cultivation, with his dual spirit root qualifications, maybe he will surpass He Yanxin, and then he will not be allowed to do whatever he wants.

His abacus crackled, thinking that the plan was very reliable, but in fact, He Yanxin, He Miaomiao, and He Quanling had already seen that he was pretending to be crazy and stupid. It's just that he thinks he's like a joke, waiting for him to sing and have fun on a high platform.

These three people's acting skills are better than him, and they are very cooperative with all his actions. Especially He Miaomiao, who once stepped on his face with all his strength, gave full play to it, which made him angry at the same time, but also felt that everyone believed in the amnesia.

After He Yanxin returned from searching for the elixir in vain, she had already seen through He Shuangling, but she didn't mention a word, so she didn't care at all. For her, as long as the poison didn't erode his spiritual power, everything else didn't matter.

What's more, He Shuangling, who pretended to be stupid, no longer stared at her every day and was stupid, and he no longer bullied people all day long, making the red maple forest smoky, and she naturally liked to see this phenomenon.

The spirit grass of the spirit pill is rare, she has looked for it several times but has not been able to get it together, since she can't let him advance in advance, she can simply let him play it, and she can save a lot of worry.

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"Quan Ling, look at my condensation technique, I seem to have mastered the trick!"

Early in the morning, He Shuangling was chattering, holding the water balloon with a stupid face, excitedly as if he had done something great.

He Quanling has experienced this situation countless times, and at first he would give a faint look, but now he will only completely ignore it and close his eyes to cultivate.

Seeing that he didn't pay attention, He Shuangling was still muttering to himself: "Quan Ling, look! I can also use the fireball technique! Why don't you even look at it? Didn't Master let you teach me?"

After a long time of fussing and getting no response, he muttered and accepted the spell, walked to his place and sat down, and moved around again for a while, like a child who couldn't sit still.

"It's really too deep into the play... This perseverance will not work if you are not convinced. He Miaomiao's divine sense paid attention for a while, and she was secretly amused in her heart.

This year, in order not to arouse their suspicions, He Shuangling has not dared to advance to the twelfth layer of qi refining, and the signs of breakthrough are already very obvious, so he has to endure and dare not move.

Seeing that He Shuangling had finally settled down, she sank into cultivation quietly.

In the past month, she had vaguely sensed the signs of advancement, but she was always separated by a layer, and she couldn't feel the specific threshold.

She thought that she was quietly thinking, so she applied to He Yanxin to live in the back mountains and forests for a few days, but in a familiar place and a safe environment, she still made no progress.

She vaguely felt that she might need to go out to practice before she could really break through the late stage, but in order not to arouse He Yanxin's suspicions, she never dared to leave.

The four-color aura mass in the dantian was already much larger than when it had just advanced to the eighth layer of qi refining, and each of them was entrenched in a corner, not interfering with each other but complementing each other.

The black aura was still growing with the aura, and she was used to the weirdness, and she no longer worried about it from time to time.

Now what made her taboo was the prohibition of a string of runes in the middle of the aura mass, she had tried to check it with her divine sense, but found that she couldn't touch it at all, and once she got close, she would be bounced away.

"Alas... I don't know if this ghost thing can be removed, if it starts when I run for my life, won't the plan be in vain..."He Miaomiao couldn't advance, and his attention was taken away by the ban, and he couldn't help but resentful in his heart.

She didn't know at all that He Yanxin was not in the Dan Formation Period, and the power of the prohibition that could be laid was not great, and if it was beyond the scope of her divine sense, she would not be able to control it at all.

While they were struggling, a communication talisman outside broke the peace, waking the three of them from their cultivation at the same time.

He Yanxin was originally cultivating in the secret room, and when he sensed the fluctuation of the aura, he dodged out of the cave.

When she saw that it was not Wu Tianlin who sent the message, the smile on her face suddenly decreased a little, and she probed her divine sense into it to read it, and her shallow smile froze on her face, and she didn't move for a long time.

After being stunned in place for a long time, He Yanxin suddenly gritted his teeth, his eyes were red with anger, he waved his sleeves fiercely, burned the communication talisman into flying ashes, his hands were tightly clenched, and two of his carefully maintained nails were broken.

It was the first time He Miaomiao had seen her in such a posture, so she quickly relaxed her breathing, eager to completely melt into the air.

Fortunately, He Yanxin only lost his temper for a moment, snorted angrily and turned back to the cave, and did not reply to the messenger sent by someone who didn't know.

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In the dimly lit secret room, He Yanxin stared at He Zhengchu's face viciously, and his gaze burned like a knife, as if it wanted to pierce him.

"What a Wu Tianlin, he actually played tricks on me like this! Hehehehe..."

He Zhengchu was wondering in his heart, but he suddenly felt that the absolute spirit rope on his body was loosened, and he was pulled in front of him and grabbed his neck, and a strong suction force pulled out the essence and blood in his body alive, and from the blood hole between his eyebrows that had never healed, it continued to flow into He Yanxin's mouth.

He was shocked and shocked in his heart, but he didn't dare to show his clues, he could only watch his cultivation gradually decrease...

After half a pillar of incense, He Yanxin could not stop, the pleasure of revenge had diluted her anger, and the absorbed essence and blood made her feel comfortable, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and refine it.

He Zhengchu, who had become the twelfth layer of Qi refining, had no joy in breaking free from the spirit rope, and his dull eyes revealed a bit of despair.