Xiao Lanle's image in front of people has always been graceful and beautiful, and she has the demeanor of everyone in the fairy sect. How come she always looks like a little bully in front of her.
Lin Qianshuang shook the cold hair that stood up on her back, and glanced at Xiao Lanle in a puzzled way, watching her frowning and helping her remove the silver hair to clean the wound. After a while, the feeling of being smoothed was very comfortable, and she was too lazy to change back to her original body.
[Host, you have obtained the Tianshu Mirror, do you want to use the Tianshu Mirror now?]
The sound of the system was suddenly accompanied by a burst of electric current.
Lin Qianshuang cocked her tail, comfortably placed her little claws on the pillow, closing her eyes and resting.
"Tell me how to use the Tianshu Mirror, and what is Xuan Luowan's current situation."
[The target character#xuanluowan# is in good condition, and the host can use the Tianshu Mirror to revive the target character.]
Lin Qianshuang looked at the dialog box that popped up unexpectedly, and questioned, "Is it as simple as two options?"
[Yes, Tianshu Mirror can directly go back in time, but it has its side effects.]
She was still thinking about how it was so simple, and there was indeed a trap in it.
"What side effects?"
[The time of the Tianshu Mirror going back will be reflected in the original owner's damage.]
Lin Qianshuang's eyes froze, "What does this mean, will it affect Mu Weiyin?"
[The host will know after trying it. Maybe ask the target person.]
The system beeped a few times and stopped making a sound.
The Tianshu mirror and the Hanchan Qin in the storage jade slip are placed flat together.
Lin Qianshuang looked at the dialog box and quickly clicked No. She couldn't be sure what effect Tianshu Mirror's ability to backtrack would have on the original owner. If something happened to Mu Weiyin, she would have to take a life.
Still be cautious.
The moonlight on the horizon is as cool as water, the shadows of trees outside the courtyard are swaying, the wind is disturbing, and the branches reflected in the thin windows are shaking like her heart is uneasy.
Xiao Lanle lay a little tired beside the furry group who was sleepless and heartless. She knew that Senior Sister was deliberately pretending to embarrass her, but she was relieved a little fortunately, thinking that Senior Sister would ignore her. She, but her reaction was much better than expected, at least willing to let her approach her.
There are many regrets in this world, but fortunately, despite repeated mistakes and misunderstandings, she still has the opportunity to firmly grasp the people around her.
Xiao Lanle leaned sideways and hugged the furry curled ball tightly, and the craving for warmth caused her lips to curve slightly.
In the eyes of those stubborn idiots, this was the perfect layout to draw snakes out of their holes.
But in her eyes, it doesn't matter whether the plan is successful or not, it's just a pretense, it's just an upright joint marriage that belongs to them.
Xiao Lanle's chin rested slightly on the furry head of the little beast, and its pointed ears were twitching, apparently not sleeping. It seemed that they were going to lose sleep together tonight.
The thick and cumbersome clothes were put on one by one, Lin Qianshuang was tossed around by several maids, and a heavy phoenix crown was put on her head.
She silently looked at the coquettish makeup face in the bronze mirror, and silently complained about Xiao Lanle, it was a fake, was it necessary to make it so grand.
Lin Qianshuang looked at the sky, impatiently pushed away the group of maids who were still putting beads and flowers on her behalf, lifted her skirt, pushed the door open, and left.
"Miss Lin, don't go so fast."
Several maids chased after them, but the door closed with a snap, blocking the anxious few of them inside.
"Why did you come out so soon?"
The two monks in front of the sedan chair were stunned when they saw Lin Qianshuang walking out of the house with small steps.
They remembered that this notorious demon cultivator seemed to have just been punished and locked up his cultivation base. Such a seriously injured person was so alive and powerful.
The two monks were speechless at each other, feeling that Sect Master Xiao was overthinking, and sent them to bring a sedan chair to greet them.
Lin Qianshuang didn't even look at Xijiao, she tore off her head cover and trot out all the way out, she was worried that she would miss the signal agreed with Du Shuang.
The skirt was too heavy and her cultivation base was sealed. When she came to Tianshu Inner City, she was already sweating profusely, and the makeup on her face was smeared. She simply picked up the towel and wiped it clean. With his face facing the sky and the earth, he continued to trot forward.
In the Tianshu Temple, before the auspicious time, everyone from each sect was sitting at the banquet chatting and laughing. Suddenly, a servant hurried over and walked over to Xiao Lanle out of breath. bowed and said:
"Sect Master Xiao, that Demon Xiu, that Demon Xiu ran to the inner city entrance of Tianshu in a red wedding gown!"
Xiao Lanle frowned, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Don't panic, I'll just pick her up."
Chen Sanxuan, the head of Lingxiao Sword Sect, stroked his long beard, looked at Xiao Lanle's serious expression on the surface, but was actually very happy, and shook his head, this child is not good at anyone, how can he be attracted to such a bad character 's magician.
two kilometers.
One thousand meters.
Five hundred meters.
Lin Qianshuang felt that her physical strength was losing, her calf was shaking and she was a little unsteady.
A bright red shadow fell in front of her.
Different from her embarrassed appearance, Xiao Lan had a happy face like Fufu, her makeup was light and elegant, the accessories around her waist made a crisp sound with her steps, and the cloud-like blue silk was tied by a red ink ribbon, and she was dressed in a black and red dress. Facing her slender and attractive body, the cuffs fluttered in a fairy-like air when the sword was spun down.
Xiao Lanle handed Lin Qianshuang a silk handkerchief, her eyes flashing and she said, "Wipe off the sweat, the clothes are all messed up."
Lin Qianshuang took the scented silk and said thank you. She wiped her sweat and looked at Xiao Lanle, but she saw her face was slightly blushing, and she seemed to be unconfidently tugging at the soft shoulder that fell on her shoulders. hair.
Xiao Lanle looked at Lin Qianshuang for a while awkwardly, and then said shyly, "I dress like this... does it look good?"
Lin Qianshuang remembered in a trance that the first time they met in the Demon Domain, she also handed a handkerchief like this.
Unconsciously, time flies so fast, and the relationship between them has never been the same as today's enemy and friend.
"nice."
Lin Qianshuang blurted out almost as soon as she finished speaking. She felt like she was fooling the other party by picking up too quickly, and added, "It's really beautiful, I didn't tell a lie."
Xiao Lan stared at Lin Qianshuang's face with joyful eyes, and said, "How about compared to the number one beauty in the Demon Domain?"
"..." Lin Qianshuang was a little speechless, and she talked about the master, but she smiled slightly and praised it appropriately, "How can the Lord of the Demon Realm have such a clear and hibiscus appearance as the head of Xiao."
Xiao Lanle snorted, and then said, "What about the city lord of Tianshu?"
Lin Qianshuang kept a smile and said softly, "Sect Master Xiao, why should you compare yourself to others? There is only one Xiao Lanle in this world, and no one has a temperament like yours."
"Lin Qianshuang, you are so eloquent, it's no wonder that all these shameless women like you so much."
Xiao Lanle's tone was a bit sour, she turned her head and squatted slightly and said with a smile: "Is your feet so sore that you can't walk, I'll carry you, you are my wife, this road leads to the inner hall I should walk slowly with you on my back."
Lin Qianshuang felt that her face was thin for a time, and she felt a little hot. She dragged her skirt and walked forward, waved her hands, and stared at the thousands of stone steps as if she were dying. , it's all fake anyway, it's not just the last few hundred meters sprint, it's quite easy."
"Pfft."
Xiao Lanle looked at Lin Qianshuang while talking and tripped over the hem of her skirt, and couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at, if it wasn't for my lack of cultivation, I would need such trouble."
Lin Qianshuang turned her head in annoyance, and Xiao Lanle kissed her lips softly. She stiffened a little, her heart speeding up a little, and gradually calmed down.
"It's much quieter now."
Xiao Lanle looked at Lin Qianshuang's sluggish expression, licked her lower lip contentedly, flung her sleeves and hugged Lin Qianshuang, who had been short-circuited for a while, pinched her waist, her eyes narrowed. He smiled and said, "Since you don't want to be carried by me, then I can only carry you up."
Lin Qianshuang covered her face with her hands, thinking that Du Shuang would come to look for her at that time. If she were to see her, she would be madly laughing at the Tianshu Temple held by her little junior sister.
After all, in Du Shuang's impression, Xiao Lanle was still the poor little girl who was begging for a doctor behind her back.
The monks of various sects at the banquet on both sides of the small square in front of the Tianshu Temple were chatting happily. When they saw the two people walking up the steps, they all looked at Xiao Lanle with shocking eyes, and she covered her face in her arms and tried to weaken it. Lin Qianshuang with a sense of presence.
A cultivator clicked his tongue and said, "What a formality! Even though he was acting well, Sect Master Xiao took it too seriously, and actually hugged this demon cultivator so intimately in his arms."
Another cultivator said with a bit of emotion: "Xiao Sect leader's sacrifice is too great, and this play is considered enough for the group of people in Tianshu City to watch."
The cultivator sitting in the middle of them echoed the cultivator next to him and said, "Yeah, if I hold the enemy who killed my father, I would like to throw this demon cultivator straight down from the height of the steps, and it will make her nose bruised and swollen. The sect master's concentration is so strong, it's no wonder that he can sit on the position of the head of the Penglai Immortal Sect, and he can be treated differently by the other four sect masters."
The cultivator tapped him on the shoulder and joked, "This fellow Daoist, that demon cultivator looks like a flower like a jade, and you are too unsympathetic to Xiangxiyu."
The other cultivator pouted, and said with a sober expression that he could see the facts clearly: "No matter how good-looking you are, you are still a demon cultivator. Why don't the cultivators of the righteous way hang out with this evil and crooked way
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Lin Qianshuang listened to the whispers of the group of monks, and said to Xiao Lanle: "Sect Master Xiao, didn't you hear, that group of people are talking a lot, saying, it's really inappropriate for you to be a righteous model holding a demon cultivator. ."
"Whatever they do."
Xiao Lanle glanced at the group of monks and said, "I have arranged everything, you just need to be by my side, no one will hurt you."