What Rong Jiu means by saying this means that Chu Wanning will definitely be uncomfortable, jealous, and unbearable.
But Mo Ran didn't know that Chu nightning's feelings for him were actually love. He pondered these words and felt that Rong Jiu was going to explain all his broken accounts to Chu nightning. There are so many absurd things about the apprentice. , and tell the master one by one, can the master still hang on his face? Don't be pissed
Immediately said: "Don't hit him!"
Rong Jiu smiled, very charming, he was obviously a man, but had a beautiful face, he said softly: "Then you protect me together, take me away, I will be obedient, promise not to say anything, also No mess."
The ink burned really no way, scolded secretly, turned around and left. Rong Jiu knew that he was acquiescing, and happily followed. The ink burned without taking two steps, and turned back suddenly, his fingers volleyed towards him, and whispered: "Rong Jiu, if you are not honest, I guarantee you can't even touch the reincarnation well."
Rong Jiuyan looked at me and said sweetly: "You don't offend me, I don't offend you, you don't bully me, I promise to be honest. Mo Xianjun, don't you know what kind of person I am? You are my old man. It's a guest."
"..." To say how much the ink burns in the past life ate his soft voice, how disgusting it is now, but he can't help it, and he looks at Rong Jiu fluttering to the side of Chu nightning, it is I can't figure it out -
Were you blind in the first place
Song Qiutong, Rongjiu... What kind of stuff are these, how can you like them, can you like them
If he could be reborn in front of himself in his previous life, he would really like to grab Xianjun's neck and open the head of that guy to see how much water was soaked in it. what's up
Fortunately, Rong Jiufang was not full of words. Chu nightning was a blank piece of paper in the matter of feelings. A veteran like Rongjiu explained to him with a smile, and Chu nightning's frowning brows eased. Relaxed.
He even thought that it was because his mind was not pure that he had misunderstood the meaning of the "old friendship" of this young man. Although the expression on his face did not change, he felt a little embarrassed inside.
Since Rong Jiu has joined in, he has to do something. He is familiar with this palace and said, "Although there are few people in this street, it is not hidden. If you want to feel at ease to detect how to break the barrier, I will take you to another place. a place."
The other place he mentioned was actually a warehouse for woven fabrics in the ghost realm.
The three found a remote location, and Chu nightning's fingers touched the wall as if giving the patient's pulse, trying their best to feel the enchantment that was full of palaces at the moment.
However, after a long time, it is still impossible to detect, but Chu nightning's soul is getting weaker and weaker, the ink burned on the back of his hand, moved his palm away from the wall, and said: "You take a rest."
Chu nightning is annoyed and helpless, staring at his palm and sulking: "Why does my soul have less spiritual power?"
"I'll give you my share, okay?"
"It can't be used." Chu nightning glanced at Rong Jiu in the distance, and slightly lowered his voice, "You are a human, I am a ghost, and yin and yang are blocked."
After resting in the same place for a while, Chu nightning began to try to detect again. If he has all three souls and spells in his body, then he can only detect the weakness of the magic spell of the four ghost kings by penetrating the powerful spiritual current into the enchantment. Where is he, but his spiritual power is very small now, and he barely integrates into the enchantment, just like catching a floating leaf in the ocean, it is too difficult.
After waiting for an hour, Rong Jiu became a little anxious.
He ran over to hold the ink burning: "Can't you get out?"
The ink burned: "Don't make trouble, sit here honestly."
"I'm going to die of anxiety. You give me a definite word, and I can't get out in the end."
"There's no need to hurry, just wait."
Rong Jiudao: "Shouldn't your master be very powerful? Why has it been so long, and there is still no movement at all."
"He hasn't gathered all three souls, and this soul happens to be missing spells. Could you be quieter?"
When Rong Jiu heard this, she looked a little frustrated, her eyelashes flickered, and she sat back on the pile of white linen.
After more than an hour, Rong Jiu stood up and walked to Chu nightning: "Xianjun, do you have any other way?"
Chu nightning did not open his eyes, his fingertips were still attached to the wall, and he said: "No."
"Then, is there any other way for you to recover some spells?"
Chu nightning listened, pondered for a moment, and asked: "Do you have spiritual power?"
"No..." Rong Jiu was slightly startled, "Why does Xianjun ask that..."
"If you want, pass me some and I can use it."
Rong Jiu said happily: "It's so easy? Then let Mo Xianjun..."
Chu nightning interrupted him: "His useless."
Of course, Rong Jiu didn't know that the ink burning was not a ghost. He heard that the ink burning could not be used, and the smile on his face immediately froze: "Why?"
"No reason, the attributes are different." Mo Ran knew that Chu nightning was not good at lying, and it was best not to let Rong Jiu know the truth that he was not a ghost, so he immediately interrupted him, "Excuse me, can you go outside and guard it? , if anyone comes, please run back and report."
Rong Jiu glared at him angrily, but the three of them were grasshoppers on the same boat at this time, so he had no choice but to go to the door of the warehouse, leaning against the door reluctantly, peeling off his fingernails while lifting his hands. Misty peach eyes swept out.
Mo Ran glanced at him, and then sat down beside Chu nightning.
After hesitating for a while, I still felt that I didn't want to deceive Chu nightning, so I said: "Master, I think... I want to admit a mistake to you."
"What's wrong with you?"
"That's right, do you still remember that one year you escorted me to the Good and Evil Platform for punishment, because I committed..." Mo Ran paused, not embarrassed to say lewd. A person's skin is really a very delicate thing. When it doesn't matter, it can be as thick as the Great Wall of thousands of miles. Once you care about it, it is as thin as paper, and it will be broken when you poke it.
Mo Ran lowered his head, very embarrassed, and said softly, "Because I violated the fourth, ninth, and fifteenth commandments."
The fourth precept is theft.
The ninth precept, fornication.
The fifteenth precept is to deceive.
Of course, Chu nightning will not forget, he opened his eyes, but did not look at the ink, only said: "Well."
Looking at the face of Qingjun's abstinence, Mo Ran felt even more ashamed, and lowered his eyes for a while, and whispered: "Master, I'm sorry."
Chu nightning has actually vaguely guessed what he is going to say. Although he is angry in his heart, he has always distinguished priorities in front of major events, not to mention the bastards that burned the ink for a while. He didn't know it at this moment, so he said coldly: " Haven't you been punished before? Later, you never committed again, and now you take it out and mention it again. "
"Because that Rong Jiu outside...he actually..."
The ink burned and didn't say anything, and Chu nightning didn't say anything for a long time.
For a long time, Mo Ran heard Chu Wanning sneer: "It turned out to be him?"
"Um."
He didn't dare to look up at Chu Wanning at all. Although the top of life and death can't help the disciple's desire, it is normal for a young monk to double repair or have a good lover outside, but Chu Wanning is different, Chu Wan Ning Xiu is the way of pure heart, he has always despised the romantic debts of those who love men and women.
What's more, I was not looking for a lover in the usual way, but wandering around the wazi...
Xue Zhengyi loves his nephew, and he may feel that it doesn't matter. Anyway, Mo Ran is a person in the age of the weak crown. He is not a pure heart. Yes, but Chu nightning can't bear it.
He will be disgusting. When this reaction was punished by the Good and Evil Stage that year, the ink burned clearly saw disgust, contempt, and disgust in the eyes of Chu nightning.
Although in the past so many years, I have not done the same thing again, but now Rong Jiu actually collided with Chu Wanning in the ghost world, can Chu Wanning feel comfortable? Mo Ran felt that this really should be a sentence:
It's not that you don't report, the time has not come.
He is not afraid of Chu nightning hitting him and scolding him, and even wishing that Chu nightning would be able to take him to the sky and ask for a slap, as long as nothing goes wrong, as long as it is not because of this old account, this is hard to find. The soul of the earth ran away with anger, and if Chu night Ning left with anger, then the ink burning could really kill himself.
So the more he thinks about it, the more uneasy he is. Instead of keeping Rong Jiu, the walking gunpowder, it is better to go and confess to Chu nightning first and confess.
He thought about it, when he said this, he was standing in the direction of the door. If Chu nightning heard it and left, he would immediately take a big slap and hug and bundle the person. Afterwards, what happened to Chu nightning? It doesn't matter if you are angry, in short, you can't say anything to make this person go away.
Here, the ink-burning head is rehearsing how to block the road of Chu nightning. There, Chu nightning's clothes are slightly moved, and the golden red silk forging is slightly bright in the dim light.
The burning heart is shaking, he whispered: "Master..."
Chu nightning said: "The penalty has been punished, and things have passed for so long, what are you telling me about this?" He turned his eyes, his eyes were cold, his thin mouth opened and closed, and even a little sarcastic, "with me for what?"
I didn't expect him to say a word about what to do with me...
The ink burned stunned.
Chu nightning's full of vinegar smell, he didn't taste it, he just felt very flustered, thinking that the master was disappointed with him, he didn't want to care about him anymore, he didn't care about him anymore, he was in a hurry, said : "Master, I used to be bad, don't be angry..."
"Why should I be angry, what's there to be angry about?" Although he said so verbally, the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. In the end, Chu nightning said angrily, "I know that you are not so clean, what old friendship, still Thinking of fooling me?... Get me out."
"… "
"Go out!" Although he knew that there was a sour taste when he said it, and he knew that it was an old account, Chu nightning still scolded in a low voice unconsciously, "I don't know shame."
The ink burned and didn't roll, sitting beside him blankly, a pair of black and white clear eyes stared at him so straight and uncircling.
After a while, he said, "I'm not leaving."
Chu nightning said angrily: "Go! I don't want to see you now!"
"I'm not going." Mo Ran muttered, he insisted, like a broken stone there, he was obviously such a hateful person, but he looked at Chu Wanning, but his eyes were red, that hateful, For no reason, there is some weak pity and stubbornness.
"I'm afraid that if I leave, you will run away... Master, don't leave me behind."
"… "
Chu nightning didn't know he would think so.
This matter, although it is disgusting once, but after all, he is not the first to know about it. He knows the atmosphere of the cultivation world. After the weak crown, anyone who does not cultivate a pure heart, whether it is a man or a woman, almost everyone People are inevitably romantic, nothing to be surprised.
Mo Ran is not Xue Meng. Xue Meng has received the best cultivation and care since childhood. His parents are correct and his family education is strict. But what about ink burning
Willful personality.
Growing up in Wasi Goulan.
Without a father, the mother is also a musician.
He was just a little bitch who didn't care about him. He fucked around all day long. He was stubborn and unbearable until he was fifteen years old, when he was picked up by his uncle from the quagmire. He was hairy and covered in mud.
To say that he is innocent and a piece of jade, Chu nightning will only write if he is stupid.
But it is clear that it is clear that when I really saw the beauty of Rong Jiurong who was messing with the ink, Chu nightning was still greeted.
He couldn't drive away the ink, so he simply turned his head and closed his eyes to detect the enchantment himself.
Measuring and measuring, but couldn't help but think of Rong Jiu's fair and delicate face with melon seeds, it felt very soft and greasy, right? There is also the light pink mouth that talks and is lovable, the grandson of the ink burning has definitely kissed, and the waist, the figure... He can't help but think about how the ink burning is on the bed and the girls are chirping. I'm so confused, it's disgusting!
Some things sound like one thing, but actually seeing them are quite another. When I saw it, I couldn't help but think, the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't stand it. Chu night Ning suddenly opened his eyes, and he was burning with anger. He got up and pushed the ink hard: "Get out."
"Master..."
"roll."
There was no way for the ink to burn, so he had to bow his head and slowly came to the door of the warehouse.
Rong Jiu was a little surprised when he saw him coming.
"Yo, Mo Xianjun, why did you quarrel with your master?"
Mo Ran didn't want to care about him at all. At this moment, he had a headache when he saw Rong Jiu. He loved him in his last life. That's because Rong Jiu was somewhat similar to the teacher. After being reborn in this life, he was entangled with him. To make Rong Jiuzhen feel uncomfortable.
But no matter what, the road you traveled is like the traces drawn on the wooden stakes, which are things that can no longer be restored.
The ink burned: "Don't sit here, I want to be alone, go somewhere else."
The door of the warehouse is the most dangerous, and Rong Jiu is happy to leave.
But he took two steps, but he couldn't help but look back and look at the ink burning. He was suddenly curious. He didn't know how the ink burning died. It's kind of weird.
The long eyelashes flickered and flickered. This wonderful person looked up and down the back of the ink burning, and suddenly felt that something was not right. After looking at it again, his eyes fell on the faint shadow under the ink burning feet. …
Rong Jiu was stunned for a while.