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The next day it rained suddenly.
Zining stood on the porch, watching the waterline fall from the eaves.
The willow branches were fluttering, Yan Ji was practicing sword not far away, his clothes were already soaked, but he didn't care.
Putting his sword back into its sheath, he looked up at her.
Be careful not to splash water on her body, Yan Ji signaled her to go first.
Zining nodded and turned around.
Yanji's eyes tightened, and he fell behind her.
There is a dark red patch between her legs. She is wearing a white skirt today, which is particularly conspicuous.
After counting the days, he sighed silently.
He stood silently behind her, blocking her neither far nor near.
Neither of them had an umbrella, but fortunately there was a corridor to shelter from the rain, leading directly to the main house. It wasn't until he returned to his room that he said briefly: "The skirt is dirty."
Zi Ning said in his heart, sure enough, it will rain when she wears a white dress. She went to the clean room by herself and took off her skirt, only to see the blood on the back.
Counting the days, menstruation will come as scheduled.
Zi Ning was stunned.
The matter of contraception should also be mentioned.
Before, he seemed to intend to stay outside, only yesterday he didn't have time
He doesn't want kids either.
Zi Ning changed his clothes and went to Dr. Chu, and asked for some medicine that would not harm the body.
When I came back again, I received a letter from Chongzhou saying that the owner of Duanmai Mountain was seriously injured by the Demon Cult and was on the verge of death.
A group of people went to Broken Mountain.
Mountain Lord Xue of Duanmai Mountain is over eighty years old. He was seriously injured by the Demon Sect more than ten years ago and his health is extremely poor.
He just takes a walk on the mountain every day to cool off, like an old man without martial arts, he has nothing to do to tease the young disciples who have just started.
However, he is the backbone of Broken Vein Mountain.
The atmosphere was heavy and anxious. When passing the long steps to the mountain master's residence, Zi Ning saw a young disciple crying secretly.
Guan Hanhai welcomed them into the door.
Shanzhu Xue was lying on the bed, coughing up blood.
Yan Ji walked over quickly: "Old Xue."
"Ahem" Mr. Xue coughed, feeling dazed.
Guan Hanhai, with black eye bags on his face, told them that Mr. Xue was injured by the Demon Cult while he was drinking at the foot of the mountain.
"I couldn't speak when I carried it back." His beard was shaking all over his face. "The remnants of the Demon Cult are eager for revenge. Mr. Xue tried his best to kill the leader of the Demon Cult. This attack has been planned for a long time."
"Where is the person who protects Mr. Xue?"
Guan Hanhai said: "Absent from duty without authorization, he has been taken to the execution hall and given eighty lashes."
"He said it was to buy a box of rouge for his wife."
Old Xue smiled and scolded him to go quickly in the wine shop.
Zi Ning glanced at Yan Ji, and was looking at him.
That "wife" was also born in Xiangsilou, and she once practiced dancing with Dong Niang.
But she didn't seem to know anything, she only knew to cry: "It's all my fault"
Zi Ning could tell that she was really worried about Mr. Xue, and she also really liked her husband, and regretted asking him to buy that box of rouge.
Zining's heart sank.
Not knowing anything, just doing things according to one's own wishes, but unconsciously helping the Demon Cult to do evil things, this is the most terrifying.
She glanced at Yan Ji, but he couldn't tell what expression he had.
For a moment Zining felt further away from him.
Ever since the Demon Cult was involved, everything has gone wrong.
The woman in the beauty picture floated in front of her eyes.
Jian Yinghua came a little later than them, and when Zining and Zining came outside Xue's old house again, the martial arts leader covered in dust was arguing with Guan Hanhai.
Or a one-sided quarrel, just like a child.
"Use the Resurrection Pill! The Mountain Lord can still be saved!"
Guan Hanhai said angrily: "That's from the Demon Sect"
"I have this elixir in my hand but I don't use it. Do you still keep it for the Demon Sect?" Jian Yinghua's face turned pale, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The savior."
Guan Hanhai waved his hands: "Nonsense! If the owner of the mountain knew, he would never"
"Uncle Master!"
"Master Guan Shan." A female voice sounded, interrupting their quarrel.
Bai Yiyan and others also arrived.
She took a step forward: "The Bai family is willing to use the strength of the whole family to heal Master Xue Laoshan. Don't worry about Master Jian and Guan Shan."
Jian Yinghua looked at her warily.
"Just??My father is less than fifty years old, in the prime of his life, but he is lingering on the sick bed. He is in danger, and medicine stones are useless, so he came here to ask Master Guan Shan for a pill of rejuvenation. "
There was a faint commotion among the people present.
To save a fifty-year-old, or to save an eighty-year-old? Thinking a little deeper, who doesn't have sick relatives, who will not get sick in his life?
There is no one who does not want a elixir that claims to bring the dead back to life.
The treasure of the Devil's Cult is a good thing that everyone is fighting for.
The resurrection pill can be snatched, but what about the cheats? What about the treasure map?
Zi Ning already had a premonition of future chaos. But the restlessness in front of them has become more and more intense, and they started arguing in front of Xue Laoshan's bedside.
Guan Hanhai insisted on persuading people from all walks of life and factions to leave.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Yanji received the news that Jian Yinghua had snatched the Huisheng Pill and gave it to Master Xue Laoshan.
Was it the young martial arts leader who snatched it away, or did Guan Hanhai also want to save Old Shanzhu Xue?
No one asked questions, and there was a weird silence for a while, and everyone was confused in the guest room.
Today I will stay in Duanmai Mountain.
Zi Ning looked out from the guest room in Duanmai Mountain, and he could see the rolling mountains, the sun was setting and the sky was blue.
Duanmai Mountain's style is simple, the guest room is a simple thatched cottage, the walls are weakly soundproofed, she can hear the movement of the next door walking around and pouring tea.
Over there is Bai Yiyan who is a little strangely silent. It was a blow to her not being able to get the Huisheng Pill to treat Bai's family.
Zining closed the window.
Yan's servants did not follow up the mountain, although the quilt on the bed was clean, but Yan Ji was delicate and did not touch the quilt outside, only willing to sit at the table.
He raised his eyes to look at her, there was a lamp between them, the lamp oil was cheap, and the smoke wafted past her eyes.
"Zining."
He put the sword on the table: "Hui Sheng Pill, only this one, it is rumored that it can cure all diseases and bring the dead back to life."
"Other than that, few people know that those who take pills can increase their internal strength for thirty years."
Once it is spread out, it will inevitably cause a bloodbath, and this kind of resurrection pill is worthy of being called the most precious treasure of the Demon Sect.
Yanji said: "It's a good thing to take care of Mr. Xue."
This was the first time he had talked to her about the Devil's Cult in detail.
But when Zining looked into his eyes, his heart trembled again, and he avoided it in a blink of an eye.
Afraid that I would harm him.
Yanji, on the other hand, covered her hand across the table and grasped it with five fingers.
"look at me."
Zi Ning was gently pulled by him, and his chest was pressed against the edge of the table. She raised her head, and the flames shone in her eyes, sparkling with waves.
Yan Ji also leaned over, a small table and a lamp separated the two of them, his breath stirred the flames.
She looked the same as usual, but Yanji was always sensitive, and he vaguely felt something strange, like an undetectable undercurrent, but it made his heart tingle.
He looked into her eyes and finally asked, "What are you afraid of?"
Zining withdrew his hand suddenly, but was pulled by him even more forcefully. He seemed to push the table away and leaned in. The small table almost fell over when it hit, and there was a loud bang.
She leaned her upper body on the table, as if the oil in the lamp in front of her was almost spilled, it was swaying brightly, and the flame flickered wildly.
His face approached through the lamplight.
The sound was too loud, and the small voices next door suddenly stopped, Zi Ning froze and did not dare to move.
With a sound of hissing, Yan Ji poured out the tea and threw it to the ground, where the copper lamp bounced crisply.
The next door was even quieter, and Zi Ning could almost imagine them listening with their ears up.
He pressed the back of her neck, led her to stand up, and let her approach him.
He lowered his head, put the tip of his nose against her eyes, and gently rubbed his lips against her face: "Zining."
His voice was very low: "Go to the table."
Zi Ning swallowed instinctively, he had already let go of her hand, pushing her back forward.
His lower abdomen was pressed against the table, and he felt a little sore when he stood up.
Dysmenorrhea.
She came back to her senses, and said in a very low voice: "Masterthe menstrual period hasn't happened yet"
Across a small table, the two of them crossed their necks and leaned closer to each other. Yan Ji's hand slid on her waist, and he lowered his head on her neck, making a low reply.
"Um."
His palms rubbed around her waist, the temperature was hot, Zi Ning felt strange and even more embarrassed.
Her body was in pain and bleeding, but she had a strange feeling when she felt his breath so close to her.
He said it again: "Go to the table." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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