Hearing these words suddenly, Mu Ling's heart was shocked, "Yes! A woman's room will not simply put a portrait of a man, and the other party is still a Taoist, which makes no sense." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info If it weren't for Zhuo Yifan's remind, she would have thought they were friends.

Seeing that Mu Ling was in a daze in order to think about this, Zhuo Yifan mistakenly thought that she was hurting for their relationship, so he comforted: "Miss Xiangyi, I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, I just want to tell you that Qingfeng Dao Chang is a good person, there must be a misunderstanding between you." ”

Hearing Zhuo Yifan's words, Mu Ling instantly came back to her senses, which made her even more sure that the relationship between her sister Xiangyi and this Qingfeng Dao Chief must be unusual.

In this way, with the rules of Tianxiang Pavilion, the people in Tianxiang Pavilion can't like any man, especially as a young and beautiful Seven Great Shura, no matter who the other party is, this is a big taboo.

Yu Menglian, one of the Seven Great Shura, is the best proof of this, because she likes a man and gives birth to a child, she has been imprisoned for decades, and she still hasn't been released.

Thinking of this, Mu Ling, who was Xiangyi's sworn enemy, couldn't help but smile about it.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan was puzzled: "Miss Xiangyi, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Mu Ling hurriedly regained her thoughts, and she smiled and said, "I think what you just said is right." ”

Seeing her 180-degree change, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, a beautiful woman like her, but she was evil and vicious, and it was indeed a little difficult for her to say this.

"You helped me, how can I reward you?" Mu Ling said in a somewhat playful tone.

For Mu Ling, although he didn't get the whereabouts of the Blood Drinking Sword from Zhuo Yifan, he accidentally got the secret of Xiangyi, which can really be said to be intentionally planting flowers and flowers, and unintentionally planting willows and willows.

And Zhuo Yifan was very surprised when he heard her words, the contrast between before and after was too great, a person's displeasure and happiness were all written on his face, shown in words and bodies, such an obvious gap, as long as a person with sound vision can see it, Zhuo Yifan will naturally be no exception.

"Helped you?" Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said, "I don't have it, I'm just telling the truth." ”

"Whether you admit it or you deny it, it's a great thing for me. With that, she took out another pill from her arms, stretched out her hand and handed it to Zhuo Yifan, and said, "Eat it!"

Looking at the orange-red pill, Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly bitterly at the corner of his mouth, and said, "This is how you thank me?"

He had already taken several pills from her, and each time the pills either made his head sink and make him sleepy, or made his lower abdomen ache, like a knife twisting.

Seeing the pill again, the scene that was still familiar to him couldn't help but make him habitually think, this pill was definitely not a good medicine.

"Why are you scared?" Seeing his unnatural expression, Mu Ling teased: "I didn't expect that Gongzi Zhuo was also afraid. ”

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "A person is not afraid of death, is he afraid of pain, I just didn't expect that your thanks are so special." ”

After speaking, Zhuo Yifan slowly moved his body and leaned forward and took the pill in her hand.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was in pain, but still looked safe, Mu Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, this pill will only reduce your pain, and it will be much more comfortable than now." ”

"Comfortable?" Zhuo Yifan chuckled twice, for a normal person, it is really incomprehensible to take such a painful heart-wrenching medicine and use the word comfortable to describe it. For Zhuo Yifan, it is like a dumb person eating coptis, and he can't tell if he suffers.

"You don't believe it?" Seeing his expression, Mu Ling frowned.

Zhuo Yifan didn't reply, he just told her with his actions, and this action was to open his mouth and swallow the pill.

Looking at Zhuo Yifan's domineering behavior, Mu Ling couldn't help but be a little impressed by him, many men are greedy for life and afraid of death, she has seen it a lot, but this time, it really surprised her.

In the dogma of Tianxiang Pavilion, men are the most snobbish species in the world, and between the same sex, there is only the competition between fame and fortune and women, and the winner is the king and the loser is the villain. Between the opposite sex, a woman is a man's plaything, a tool for please, when he wants it, he comes to it, and when he doesn't need it, he kicks it away.

However, in this man, she didn't see it all, and it looked different. Could it be that he hid it well, or did he do it on purpose? Mu Ling couldn't guess that if a woman wants to defeat a man, the most basic thing is to understand him first, and then prescribe the right medicine accordingly.

In order to obtain the secret of the Blood-Drinking Sword from his mouth, the wood spirit decided to adopt a strategy of attacking his heart. This strategy is the most effective and the most difficult to bypass, and anyone will want to try it.

Her conjecture, Zhuo Yifan didn't know, he didn't feel the pain in his heart, but his parents died tragically, he couldn't return to his home, and he couldn't grieve to die.

"Zhuo Gongzi, people like you are really rare. Mu Ling greeted him with a smile.

"It's rare!" Zhuo Yifan sighed and said: "My parents died tragically, I can't go back to my home, and the people of the rivers and lakes shouted and killed me for a blood-drinking sword. Saying that, Zhuo Yifan was full of endless pain.

Hearing Zhuo Yifan say this, Mu Ling pretended to be sympathetic, leaned over and sat on the edge of the couch, and comforted him: "Master Zhuo, the matter has come to this, don't be too sad." ”

She glanced at Zhuo Yifan, who was sad, and continued: "Since you know your situation, you should take out the blood-drinking sword, so that the people of the rivers and lakes will not be difficult for you." ”

"Take it out?" hehe...... Zhuo Yifan shook his head with a wry smile, for this question, it was not for him to decide now, because at this point, he still didn't know the whereabouts of the blood-drinking sword.

As for his expression, Mu Ling could only secretly bite the back socket, "What's the matter, are you worried that after you take it out, others will still chase after you?"

Zhuo Yifan glanced at her and didn't speak, because he couldn't be clearer about her thoughts, nothing more than wanting to get the blood-drinking sword.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Ling thought that he was really worried about this problem, so he said to him: "Don't worry, as long as you hand over the sword to me, I will announce this matter to the public, so that you will be free." ”

"If that's the case, I'm liberated, then won't you become the target of everyone?" Zhuo Yifan said.

"I didn't expect Zhuo Gongzi to care so much about others. Mu Ling smiled sheepishly.

Whether he cares or doesn't care is no longer important to Zhuo Yifan, he now wants to find out her identity and find out if the death of his parents is related to her. In his eyes, as long as anyone who wants to get the blood-drinking sword now, they are the object of his suspicion, regardless of men and women, old and young.