Liang Jingxuan was about to catch up and hold Xiao Lanle to ask for understanding, but was entangled by Chen Shangyun next to him.
This woman, in terms of appearance and skin, is not half as good as Senior Sister Xiao, and in terms of being considerate and gentle, she is no match for Senior Sister Lin, who he puts in his heart.
Liang Jingxuan compared Chen Shangyun, who spoke softly and submissively, with the beautiful women he had met in his life several times. The more he looked, the more he felt unwilling. woman.
Marrying her is better than marrying the favorite senior sister Lin.
Liang Jingxuan's heart moved, and he looked for Lin Qianshuang's figure among the disciples of Penglai Xianmen. He searched for a long time before he saw her behind the crowd.
Senior Sister Lin was chatting happily with an unfamiliar young man who was wearing the uniform of the inner disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect. Her cheeks seemed to be shy and her head was lowered. Her soft right arm and body were carefully watched by the young man. Hold on, the distance between the two is just right, neither abrupt nor too intimate.
At first glance, their relationship is extraordinary, and even has a deep friendship.
Liang Jingxuan looked at the young man with hostility, and looked at Lin Qianshuang's smile a little indignantly.
When did Senior Sister Lin meet this disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, and why didn't she tell him.
Liang Jingxuan had always been full of confidence in his ability to attract women, but now he felt that he had fallen over, no matter which woman he had provoked left him, he would not care.
Only Senior Sister Lin, if she really empathizes with other people, he seems to have been taken away from something important. He couldn't bear it, and he couldn't let it go.
The Tianzi room in the inn has only one single bed.
In order to avoid suspicion, Lin Qianshuang wanted to find a junior or senior sister to change rooms, or to return to the original Zhongxuan room, but to her surprise, she knocked on the door and asked all the way, but no female cultivator was willing to exchange with her. .
As soon as she mentioned that the Tianzi room to be replaced needs to live with Xiao Lanle, the group of female nuns shied away one by one.
A female cultivator in the opposite room seemed to think that Lin Qianshuang was noisy, and pushed open the door to persuade her, "Senior Sister Lin, Junior Sister Xiao has a serious habit of cleanliness, how dare we live with her, if we encounter something, I'm afraid we will have to After tossing for a long time and losing sleep for a night, don't make it difficult for us."
"Yes, Senior Sister Lin, don't make it difficult for us."
"Tomorrow we are going to compete with Lingxiao Sword Sect, we need to go to bed earlier."
The rest of the female nuns also agreed, and they closed the door with the same attitude.
Lin Qianshuang was stunned when she looked at the senior and junior sisters who could not avoid it. Xiao Lanle had a serious cleanliness addiction, why didn't she find out
She clearly remembered that when she was in the Library Pavilion, she covered Xiao Lanle with a quilt she had used, and she didn't say anything.
Lin Qianshuang's face was slightly thoughtful, and Junior Sister Xiao was willing to share something with her. It turned out that Junior Sister Xiao had an unusual affection for her at that time.
The doors of the rooms closed in unison in front of her.
Lin Qianshuang still kept her hand in the posture of pushing the door in. She reluctantly retracted her hand. She was rejected by the seniors and sisters. She had no choice but to go back to the original room and stay with Junior Sister Xiao. son.
She wanted to change rooms with her classmates and sisters. In addition to avoiding suspicion, she also had a bit of a personal element in it.
Lin Qianshuang sighed silently. She said such heavy words to Xiao Lanle, and Xiao Lanle confessed to her under the marriage tree, she felt that it would be very uncomfortable for the two of them to get along in the same room at the moment.
"Senior Sister Lin, what are you doing standing outside the door, it's frosty and dewy outside, why don't you come in?"
An elongated shadow was projected on the paper window, and the two people who were separated by the thin window paper could see each other's gestures and movements inside and outside the door.
Lin Qianshuang looked at the swaying shadow reflected on the paper window. Junior Sister Xiao seemed to be sitting on the table directly opposite the door. Could it be that she is waiting for her to return to the room
Pushing open the door, Lin Qianshuang saw Xiao Lanle sitting motionless at the table, and she didn't even glance at her when she came in, as if she was thinking of herself.
Lin Qianshuang, who was a little nervous at first, relaxed a bit. Holding the quilt she took from Xiao Er, she laid it neatly on the ground beside the bed. At first, the wooden window in the house was open, and the bright moon on the horizon was faintly visible.
She was afraid that she would catch cold from the wind in the middle of the night, so she stretched out her hand to close the window. When she closed it, the skin of her right arm, which she could not move, felt a cool feeling of ointment.
Xiao Lanle gently supported Lin Qianshuang's fractured right hand, pulled up her sleeve, and carefully spread the ointment in the brocade box on her pale skin. Looking at Lin Qianshuang with deep eyes, he said slowly and repressedly, "Senior sister, how can you participate in the competition with Lingxiao Sword Sect tomorrow with a right hand like you? array."
Lin Qianshuang smiled indifferently, she felt Xiao Lanle's loss, she deliberately pretended to be forced to liven up the atmosphere, and said in a playful tone: "Cough, cough, how can a real expert care about such things as left and right hands? Even if I don't use my hands, I can beat those disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect on their knees and beg for mercy."
What she said was the truth. If she really released the magic pressure, let alone a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, the heads of the two sects might not be able to bear it.
After Lin Qianshuang finished speaking, she was a little depressed to find that not only did she not liven up the atmosphere, but Xiao Lan's musician who helped her apply the ointment stopped, her lips trembled, and Duanya's beautiful face seemed to have "guilt" written on it. Two big characters, an unreal cold mist covered his eyes, and his whole face was wrinkled with bitterness.
"Senior sister, do you have a pendant on your neck?"
Xiao Lanle's bird eyes stared at a string that fell out of Lin Qianshuang's neck and asked.
The spirit-turning stone that Fairy Jinghua gave her is absolutely reliable, Xiao Lanle couldn't see the clues, but why did she suddenly pay attention to the chain on her neck
Lin Qianshuang was vigilant in her heart, but her expression remained the same. She took the initiative to pull the string out of her collar, and a black spiritual stone swayed in the air and landed on her chest. She moved towards Xiao Lan and said softly. He said, "This is the spiritual stone that my master gave me. My constitution is particularly cold, so the master asked me to hang this spiritual stone to ward off the cold."
Xiao Lanle stretched out his hand and pinched the spiritual stone on Lin Qianshuang's chest with his long fingers, looking at it seriously. This spiritual stone overlapped with the spiritual stone on the person she had forced more than once in the hazy memory.
A bad premonition spread in my heart.
Xiao Lanle suddenly remembered the time she fell into a coma in the dining hall, when she woke up, and when Senior Sister Lin was bathing with her back to her by the pool, the bruises on her waist and back, and her unconsciousness on the back of the riotous leopard. When I woke up and saw Senior Sister Lin sitting on the ground with a disheveled face and red ears beside her, she looked at her with a sullen look in her eyes.
The time that Senior Sister Lin was in coincided with the blank period that she often had when she turned into a demon, and it was more consistent with the possible triggers.
And the accessories she wears are the same as those of the woman who was attacked by her inner demon in the unclear memory.
Could it be that the woman who was being treated rudely by her in the white fog in her mind was Senior Sister Lin.
Xiao Lanle's heart fell to the bottom in a moment, and regret and rebuke froze every corner of his heart.
At the time by the pool in Xiaoyao Cave Mansion, she thought it was because Senior Sister Lin didn't restrain her slutty temperament and got along with other men. At that time, she secretly despised her and that wild man for being shameless. It turned out that she was actually cursing in disguise. She was the "wild man" she thought was shameless.
And when she woke up from Lingbao's side in the forest, she was also destined to see Senior Sister Lin's strangeness. She thought that she was too excited to see Senior Brother Liang, and she Xiao Lanle was Senior Brother Liang's wife who had never been there. They looked at each other with hatred in their eyes, and now that I think about it, it might be Senior Sister Lin blaming her for her rudeness and sulking her forgetfulness.
Xiao Lanle put down the pendant with trembling hands. She thought of the surprise in Lin Qianshuang's eyes when she expressed her intentions, and her unwavering facial expression.
Being forced to do unwilling things twice in a row, and the wicked person who did the forced behavior didn't know anything about it.
If it was her, in the face of such a show of intentions from someone who had hurt her, even if she liked the other person, she would still feel disgusted in her heart, slap her twice and tell her to go away.
Senior Sister Lin had given her enough face for not embarrassing her on the spot. Perhaps, in her heart, she had long regarded her as a scoundrel who was cheeky and played with people's hearts.
Lin Qianshuang paid attention to Xiao Lanle's expression, watching the violent emotional changes on her face, her heart skipped a few times nervously.
No, could it be that her turning spirit stone was recognized, or that Xiao Lanle had already begun to doubt her identity as a magic cultivator
Lin Qianshuang stretched out her five fingers under her sleeve, and straightened her fingers tightly. Once Xiao Lanle questioned her, she knocked her unconscious and forcibly erased the memory of her seeing the Spirit-Turning Stone on her chest.
"Senior sister, you don't have to hide from me anymore, did the inner demon in me do that kind of... thing to you when I was in a coma."
"what? "
This unexpected remark, which was completely off the same channel, made Lin Qianshuang's straight nerves twist into a twist. Toru's eyes stared straight at her, as if to see her whole person inside and out.
Lin Qianshuang was stared at by this clear gaze, her emotions became inexplicably nervous, her face flushed uncomfortably, and she couldn't help swallowing.
what's going on? Didn't Junior Sister Xiao just look at her Turning Spirit Stone? Why did the topic suddenly jump to this very embarrassing thing
Xiao Lanle spoke with difficulty, and when he saw Lin Qianshuang's face turning stiff and embarrassingly red, he immediately understood the result of the problem.
The woman who was persecuted by her inner demon was Senior Sister Lin, whom she loved with all her heart and eyes.
Before they fell in love with each other, she did something unbelievable to the person she loved, and she didn't know anything about it.
Xiao Lanle took Lin Qianshuang's left hand and pressed it against her chest, making her body close to her, and said in a very low voice with a hoarse voice: "Why don't you tell me that the marks on your body are all left by me? Come on, why didn't you beat me and scold me fiercely at that time, but still tolerated me, condoning my misunderstandings and mocking you and hurting you again and again."
Lin Qianshuang still didn't understand the situation, her eyes blinked inexplicably, Xiao Lanle's eyes were wet in her arms, she leaned her head on her shoulder, sobbed and grabbed her sleeve tightly and said:
"Senior sister, don't look at me with gentle eyes anymore. I will feel very uncomfortable and painful, because I hurt you. I have let my out-of-control self hurt you more than once. "