Lin Jin took this absurd thought back into his heart.
Impossible, even if a girl as beautiful and excellent as Ah Yin really likes another girl, she shouldn't be as indifferent as Mu Qianyu.
He felt that he was thinking too much, especially after the two girls finished grooming and pushed the door, they communicated very little, and they all silently followed behind the entourage who led the way.
Lin Jin observed the two of them all the way, and breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes stayed on Mu Weiyin's beautiful face for a while, and then turned away like no one else.
He fell in love with Ah Yin from the first sight, no matter whether she likes him or not, he still has a chance to get along for a long time in the future.
Five years are fleeting.
Under the colorful flowers and trees, a beautiful and beautiful woman in white sits gracefully on a boulder by the lake, with a narrow qin on her lap, plucking the qin silk, staring straight ahead. , as beautiful as a painting.
But after holding on for a few seconds, her tender face and enchanting and elegant posture disappeared in an instant, she rubbed her hair, hammered her legs, and shouted to the person sitting in front of her, "Ayin, I drew After so long, you should have finished painting?"
The purple-clothed woman raised her head slightly and hummed, her beautiful jade-like face staring intently at the scroll, she tucked her drooping hair behind her ears, and the liner in her hand stayed on the blank face for a while, but she couldn't move it.
She felt that she could draw the face of the person in front of her, but... she couldn't draw the charm of her frown and smile.
Seeing that Mu Weiyin put the brush aside, Lin Qianshuang stopped painting, wiped the apple in his hand with a towel, and took a bite, then stepped forward to take a closer look.
Her eyes fell on the faceless woman in white in the painting, and she chewed and said, "If you hand over this painting to Hall Master Jin, you will definitely be scolded. It's too perfunctory to even draw a face. If you don’t take it seriously, we will be punished for practicing qigong in the ice lake tomorrow.”
Mu Weiyin rolled up the painting on the desk, carefully tied it with the rope, and put it into her personal jade slip, and said indifferently, "Who said I would give this painting to Hall Master Jin, give it to him I've finished that painting."
"You didn't tell me earlier, let me sit there for a long time. It turns out that you have already drawn it, but I haven't thought about it yet. It's too difficult to draw figures. Flowers and birds need to pick out details and draw sketches. can't read."
Lin Qianshuang looked at Mu Weiyin with a pitiful expression, picked up the brush from the inkstone, and stared at the blank scroll with worry.
After entering Nahaiju for the so-called special training for five years, Lin Qianshuang really doubted whether this was a training method to cultivate killers or to learn how to be a lady.
The cycle of the day is basically chess, calligraphy and painting, and occasionally I have to play a game of Go with the old man, the master of the hall.
The only thing that's not good is that Hall Master Jin's vision is too high, ordinary people can't pass the paintings, and the calligraphy feels that the wave of people is not innovative. The ten people who received secret training in Nahaiju were often punished to squat in the ice lake on the top of Tianjianmen Mountain because of various dissatisfaction of Hall Master Jin, wearing thin clothes to practice the exercises.
During this time, Lin Qianshuang tried to search for the whereabouts of Nahaiju Ancient Sword and Divine Soldier Manual. She thought that these treasures would be hidden in some forbidden places like some, or in the dark room of some houses.
But she searched for a long time with her spiritual sense, and she went to explore in remote places specially, and did not notice any changes. In Nahai Residence, except for her ten senior Jintang disciples, all the attendants, guards and sweepers All the disciples had their tongues pulled out, and she couldn't find any clues.
Lin Qianshuang pondered over the blank scroll, but couldn't think of anything to draw, so she sat on the branch with her demonic energy, staring at the mirror-smooth lake water in a daze.
"Senior Sister Qianyu, can you hear me?"
Someone under the tree was calling her in a low voice.
Lin Qianshuang bowed her head, and a young man shyly stood under the tree and waved at her.
The young man was wearing the uniform of a first-class disciple in the wooden hall. He should be cultivating on Nanyuan Island. What did he do in their Haina Valley
She glanced at random, saw the envelope tightly clenched in the young man's right hand, and instantly understood.
Today is the Qixi Festival in the mortal world, and this young man is probably here to deliver a letter to the girl he likes.
Mu Weiyin was a well-known beauty in the entire Tianshu Tower, and was secretly given the title of Bright Crown Heavenly Sword City by some disciples in the sect.
Therefore, when it comes to such a special day, Lin Qianshuang is very busy. She has the best relationship with Mu Weiyin. There are always five inner disciples who love Mu Weiyin who come to her and ask her for help with the love letter. To Mu Weiyin.
Lin Qianshuang jumped down from the tree branch and landed on the ground lightly and steadily. She had already cultivated her demon body, and she was half-knotted with magic pills.
"Junior Brother, I will hand it over to Ah Yin for you, please rest assured."
Lin Qianshuang took the young man's love letter with a formal smile, and gestured toward him in a gesture of invitation, indicating that he could leave.
The young man stood there still, scratching his head, and Qing Jun's face showed an embarrassing look, "Senior Sister Mu, you misunderstood, this... I gave it to you."
Lin Qianshuang raised her eyebrows, and the formulaic smile on her face stiffened. She pointed to herself and said, "What did you say? You gave it to me?"
She competed in front of the coquettish female nuns in the Tianshu Tower, but the young man in front of her would actually like her... .
Lin Qianshuang felt that this was the most incredible thing after someone praised her for her excellent painting of flowers and birds.
The young man nodded quickly and said, "Senior Sister Mu, when I was at the top of Tianjian Mountain, I couldn't think of dying, you and nine other sects were practicing in the ice lake at that time. At that time, you were the one with the worst endurance among your sects. You were scolded by Hall Master Jin several times, and even kicked and whipped several times, but you still didn't get discouraged after you fell to the ground, and you got up again after you fell. I thought at the time that the insults I received were compared to you, Senior Sister , and what is it?"
The young man looked at Lin Qianshuang with bright eyes and said, "All in all, it was Senior Sister who saved me at that time. I am very grateful to Senior Sister, and I like you very much!"
At that time, she clearly had a high fever, so she couldn't hold on in the ice lake and slipped to the ground.
Hall Master Jin is not whipping her and kicking her, but is dredging her spiritual veins and opening up her air.
Lin Qianshuang looked at the young man who was speechless and lacked in language organization. With a smile on his face, he held the envelope and said, "I'm very grateful, but I'm sorry."
The young Qingjun's face suddenly sank, "Senior sister, how can you refuse me? I have been preparing for two years to say this."
"You shouldn't reject me."
Lin Qianshuang felt that the person in front of her was inexplicable, turned around and left, she was suddenly pulled by the young man, and then pushed to the tree without any defense, and was kissed on the forehead by the young man.
The nausea in her heart made her a little sick.
The wooden sword seemed to have a spirit, and it quickly appeared behind the young man and picked him up.
The young man fell on the ground and rolled a few times. Lin Qianshuang stepped forward and stabbed his sword beside the young man's head. He said in a cold tone, "Don't mess with me again, or next time, I will let you taste it. The taste of being sealed in the ice lake for half a year."
The young man was trembling all over, and looked pale at Lin Qianshuang's innocent-looking face, thinking to himself, how could such a weak and lovely woman be so fierce. When Lin Qianshuang drew his sword from the ground, the cold killing intent almost passed from his throat.
He noticed the disparity in the cultivation bases of the two, and hurriedly got up from the ground, not daring to look at Lin Qianshuang again, and fled.
All she encountered was something.
The expression on Lin Qianshuang's face was complicated and changeable.
Since high school, she has had the physique to attract scumbags, but fortunately, she is smart, and she has cut off each other's love history before she can get in touch with each other.
After work, the senior who had been secretly in love for a year suddenly called to invite her to dinner. Only after meeting did he realize that he wanted to pursue her colleague Xiao A, so he wanted to know Xiao A's WeChat and basic family information through her.
Now, in this world, what she encounters is either a playful stallion man or a romantic scumbag.
Even this passerby man in armor and cannon fodder that he occasionally encountered was a person who seemed to have some psychological problems.
The purple-clothed woman hid behind the tree, she saw the scene in her eyes, and her figure disappeared in the air.
The young man was kicking stones on the road and complained to another disciple of Mutang, "You said that this disciple of Jintang, Mu Qianyu, is pretty and easy to be deceived. It only takes half a day to get it, why did I try it, that girl is sturdy. not like a woman."
The disciple of Mutang looked at the young man in astonishment, and said, "I'm just talking to you, but have you really tried it?"
The young man said: "Yes, I told you, I have seen this girl in Tianjianmen, and it is a good match."
Mu Tang's disciple's face suddenly paled, "Don't you know? Of the ten disciples of Jintang, the second one who is not easy to offend is Mu Weiyin, and the first one is Mu Qianyu."
"Because she... is the woman who was secretly appointed by the next Jintang Hall Master, Mu Weiyin. Everyone in the Tianshu Tower knows it well, but it's not clear. If you go to provoke her, it will be against Mu Weiyin. ."