"Go to hell." Yunyin raised his hand and wanted to punch Brother Ni.
Dare to talk about his master like this, he is really looking for death!
"Yun Yin." Yun Tingruo called softly, his tone still calm.
Long Fei looked at the unwilling Yun Yin and saw that he pushed Brother Ni away and walked back to Yun Tingruo in a dull manner.
"How do you explain this!"
Scimitar narrowed his eyes, walked up to Yun Tingruo, and looked at him condescendingly.
Although he was taller than Yun Tingruo, his aura was incomparable.
Yun Tingruo raised her eyes slightly, her eyes brimming with emotion: "I've never done this."
"Shameless, you are still telling lies with your eyes open!"
Huan Xia Ying burst into tears and stamped her feet. Anger surged up like a tide again. If Huan Xia Yingwei hadn't pulled her, she would have rushed up again.
"Yun Ruo, this is your fault. A man can bend and stretch. Just look at it. There is nothing to be ashamed of."
Long Fei slapped Yun Tingruo's chest with his hand.
"Listen to my brother and apologize to me." Long Fei looked like he was my eldest brother and your little brother, and patted Yun Tingruo's chest again with both hands.
The next second, Long Fei took a breath and looked at Yunyin in front of him. He placed his hand impartially on Yunyin's chest.
Yunyin raised his eyebrows: "How long are you going to touch me?"
This kid clings to his master every day, and what's even more disgusting is that he wants to eat his master's tofu every time.
"I didn't talk to you." Long Fei retracted his hand in embarrassment and turned his head to look at Yun Tingruo angrily.
She was clearly standing in front of him, but how could she be beside him all of a sudden
"Cousin, you have to make the decision for Yinglei." Huanxia Yinglei pursed her red lips, and when she saw the scimitar, she didn't kill Yun Tingruo yet, so she couldn't help but lose her temper in anger.
Scimitar patted Huan Xia Ying Lei's hand and signaled her to be quiet. He would handle the matter well.
"Yun Ruo, I'm asking once, have you seen it?"
His voice suddenly became a little colder, and his eyes were dark and murderous.
As if Yun Tingruo said one word, the scimitar would immediately cut off Yun Tingruo's neck.
Yun Tingruo glanced at Huan Xia Ying Lei and saw that her eyes were full of murderous intent. She couldn't help but curl her lips and smile, with a light breath: "What's so good about her?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyebrows twitched and they felt messy in the wind.
poison!
It’s so poisonous!
Huan Xia Yingwei, who had been holding Huan Xia Ying's tears, changed her face, her eyes were like daggers, and she shot at Yun Tingruo: "What do you mean?"
"Everyone can see it." Yun Tingruo shrugged and said seriously without blushing.
"Hahahaha, calling your sister ugly," Long Fei, the idiot, laughed directly, but there was a hint of approval in his laughter.
In fact, the two sisters Huanxia Yinglei and Huanxia Yingwei can be regarded as beauties.
Beauty is divided into three categories: absolutely beautiful, extremely beautiful, beautiful!
These sisters can take advantage of the word beauty.
But in front of Yun Tingruo, this beautiful thing was just a speck of dust, not even comparable to the strands of her hair.
What can be good to see.
Suddenly, the balance in everyone's mind tilted a lot.
"You're so insulting. I'm going to kill you." Huan Xia Ying Lei has never been so humiliated in her whole life. She pushed Huan Xia Ying Wei away and swung a whip at her.
The whip was in mid-air, firmly grasped by a pair of hands.
Everyone's eyes moved up along the hand on the whip.
Yun Tingruo's eyebrows moved. The person holding the whip was none other than the scimitar.
"Cousin, I believe she didn't do such a thing."
As soon as Scimitar said this, everyone took a breath.
"Cousin." The corner of Huanxia Yinglei's mouth twitched, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she stared blankly at the scimitar.
"Believe me, cousin, this is just a misunderstanding."
Scimitar's tone was very solemn, and he didn't know why he believed Yun Tingruo, but there was nothing unusual about her look, eyes, or words.
"Thank you for trusting me." Yun Tingruo didn't expect that the scimitar had never changed. It was the same six years ago and still the same six years later.
Huan Xiaying burst into tears. She looked at the scimitar with blurred eyes and kept shaking her head: "You are not my cousin. I don't have a cousin like you."
She pulled hard with her hand and slapped him fiercely.
The whip struck the scimitar's body with a "snap", and marks of different shades appeared faintly on the clothes, which was enough to show the strength of the whip wielder.
"Sister." Huan Xia Yingwei saw the scene change and she didn't even come back to her senses. She saw Huan Xia Ying Lei running away with a bitter face.
The machete flicked the slapped area casually, then raised his eyes to look at Yun Tingruo and chuckled: "It's okay."
The corners of Long Fei's mouth twitched, but in the end he said nothing.
Yun Tingruo walked to Scimitar and looked at the place where Scimitar was beaten, which was about a distance from the shoulder.
There are faint red snowflakes emerging!
He took out a bottle from his arms and touched Scimitar's shoulder with his left hand.
"What are you doing?" Scimitar looked at Yun Tingruo in front of him, not understanding her actions.
Yun Tingruo didn't say anything, but pushed the scimitar's hand away and pulled open his collar.
On the bronzed shoulders, the red and swollen marks clearly appeared.
"It hurts a bit, please bear with it for a while." Yun Tingruo put the bottle in his hand close to the cut of the scimitar as he spoke.
What poured out of the bottle was red powder, which was red and crystal clear, like fresh blood, and bit by bit it burned your eyes.
Scimitar didn't even frown. He was used to this pain.
As soon as the red powder falls on the wound, the redness and swelling of the wound slowly subside at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Why do you believe me?" Yun Tingruo put away the bottle and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
She didn't know why, but she felt a little bit happy in her heart. Scimitar's trust made her feel like he was being cared for like a brother.
Scimitar noticed that there was no burning pain on his shoulder, only a sense of coolness lingering, and he raised his eyelids: "Your eyes."
Traveling north and south across the Yangtze River and half of the Qingchuan Continent, he has seen countless kinds of people, but he still trusts his own eyes.
"Thanks."
As soon as Yun Tingruo finished speaking these two words, their eyes met in the air and they laughed silently.
…
Back at the entrance of the False Cave, Huanxia Yinglei sat next to Mr. Lu, watching the people walking over with cold eyes.
Yun Tingruo's face was not embarrassed at all, it could be said that there was no awkwardness at all.
Because of things she hasn't done, she naturally doesn't have any thoughts about herself.
At this time, a ray of soft light passed through the gaps between the trees and fell on the entrance of the Cave of Illusion.
In an instant, it felt like a small wave jumping, stirring up the forest full of broken gold.
The originally ordinary and illusory hole changed little by little when the light shone in. The original oval-shaped hole turned into a straight line.
"Come on, everyone, hurry up, we won't be able to get in when the sun dissipates."
Mr. Lu spoke hurriedly, and quickly walked into the cave entrance without giving everyone time to think.