"Are you really crying?"
Seeing that Ning Feiyan's eyes and nose were red from crying, Bailian was also stunned.
Xin Shuo Jiujiu and Shu Ci were bullies. Most of the time they were just joking around and they didn't do anything excessive. How could they suddenly make Ning Feiyan, who had such deep thoughts in his heart, cry?
Balian used his fingers to catch the tears in the corners of her eyes, but he had never seen her cry so childishly.
Ningda, the female demon, has always used her physical advantages to become a weapon to confuse people.
For example, her charming appearance, charming eyebrows, and tears.
In the past, when she cried and shed tears, it was mostly because she wanted to tease someone. She shed tears of resentment and sorrow, feeling sorry for herself and hurting herself. There was a desolation like the autumn wind hidden in her passionate lover's eyes.
Maintaining a beautiful and sad face and just the right amount of speechless swallowing, this look is definitely killing a man.
But most of them just pretend to cry with bad intentions and bad intentions.
Bai Lian, who knew Ning Feiyan's temperament well, had never seen her truly sad and crying until now.
How could she cry so shamelessly like now? Ning Feiyan, whose tears were driven away from the corners of her eyes by Balian, seemed to realize that she was crying inappropriately, and turned her head away in embarrassment. .
Bailian felt distressed and amused at the same time. Ning Feiyan had been wearing a beautiful mask to show off to others for thousands of years. He had been alone for so long and was wary of everyone.
Now that she was unexpectedly approached with care by two people whom she had regarded as her enemies not long ago, she could only hide something by pretending to be angry and crying.
Seeing Ning Feiyan's hidden little thoughts, Bailian knew that she was thin-skinned, so he would not expose her at this time, but he just changed his way to tease her.
"Oh my, everyone is so generous. I am so strapped for money that I don't know what to give."
As soon as Balian opened his mouth, Ning Feiyan pulled herself out of her complicated and awkward emotions.
She is a person who can climb up with a pole, and the mist in her eyes has not yet dissipated. Her naturally affectionate eyes lifted and lifted, and she put on a clever smile.
The long green hair was spread on the red rope and reflected on her beautiful back, which further highlighted the enchanting beauty of her body.
"You are a humble official, you are not shy about your money. If you have such a wealth of gold and jade, a fat horse and a light coat, if you just leak one or two drops from the cracks, it will be enough to keep me well-fed and well-clothed. It’s over.”
Even though she was about to become a lover between Jiujiu and Shuci, this goblin was not honest at all, and did not forget to stretch out a jade foot to hook the place on Bai Lian's body where the devil's 'real name' was printed.
The snow-white soles of the feet were soft and warm, as if they were rolling some kind of thin-skinned and delicate snow dumplings.
She couldn't control Jiujiu and Shuci, and only Bailian could let her bully him. He was made blushing and slipped away.
In this way, Ning Feiyan was teamed up with others, one was a villain and the other was a villain, bullying and coaxing while coaxing and pampering ended the second three-day trip in her life.
Compared to the three fatal days in Xianling City... well, although these three days this time were also 'fateful' in a sense.
But the results and state of mind are quite different.
As the hour approached, the two aunts Jiujiu and Shuci finally put aside their thoughts of playing around and untied the red rope of Xishan from her body.
Ning Feiyan was not in a hurry to pick up the scattered clothes. She leaned against the bed wall coquettishly, rubbing her red wrists that were tied up with aggrieved eyes, and glanced at Bai Lian with annoyance and resentment:
"Thanks to Hongzhuang and I, we took turns nourishing your yang body, but you just watched them bullying me and didn't know how to take care of it."
Balian looked innocent: "I can't beat them two. I can only lie down and be sat on. Even if I want to save you, I can't do anything."
As soon as Xiao Hongzhuang got off the bed, she thoughtfully bent down to find her socks and embroidered shoes for Ning Feiyan. The clothes were scattered on the bed.
Without Ning Feiyan's instructions, she did not dare to go to her brother-in-law's bed casually. She just picked up Ning Feiyan's snow socks and embroidered shoes on the ground and arranged them neatly under the couch.
While picking up the shoes, she couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Why do all men in the world have the same virtues and bully women in the same way?
He only had to lie down, and he was very energetic and noisy just now, but now he can pretend to be timid. "
Xiao Hongzhuang was usually silent, but when she spoke, her words were shocking, causing Bai Lian to cough repeatedly.
Jiujiu held the completely wet red rope in his hand and said lightly:
"How can it be called bullying? Didn't Sister Feiyan herself clamor for this rope to be used by you from the beginning? Now it is indeed used on you, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?"
As soon as Jiujiu opened his mouth, Ning Feiyan didn't dare to speak anymore, and could only secretly hate him in his heart.
Did she mean it originally?
At that time, the rope was clearly tied to Silly Mao'er's body. What she said was that she wanted to join in the fun game of tying people up and training them.
I never thought that joining would mean joining.
But she became happiness in the hands of others.
Seeing that Ning Feiyan was mute again, Jiujiu shook the rope in his hand and asked deliberately: "This red rope twisted by Qingsi, the goddess of Xishan, is a rare item. If sister Feiyan really likes it, why not give it to her?" It's great for you."
How could Ning Feiyan accept such a defeated product? She snorted coldly and said, "No need, you can keep it for yourself."
Jiujiu nodded and said seriously: "That's fine, keep it for next time."
Ning Feiyan's face turned blue, her anger surged like a mountain, and she went to pick up clothes to wear with an annoyed look on her face.
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…
"Creak" sound.
The door that had been closed for three days was finally opened.
The barrier set by Empress Ying Ji outside the door had dissipated, and Empress Ying Ji came forward with a smile. Seeing that Bai Lian's face was no longer as pale as three days ago, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
"It seems that grandma's arrangement is not wrong."
After all, it was not for such a superficial reason that Empress Ying Ji trapped Bailian in the room and let him live in debauchery for these three days.
She felt like a mirror in her heart. These girls had come all the way here, and most of them were worried about him being escorted to Kunlun Jingxu.
Although he was sealed in the realm of Kunlun God Lord, no one really dared to kill him in the Kunlun Pure Ruins.
But after all, Bailian offended Junhuang Chenghuang because of the source of water.
Jun Huang takes advantage of the situation to maintain his identity, so naturally he will not openly attack Bailian, but if Bao Qi fails, he will secretly exert pressure.
Bai Lian has no cultivation base.
There are many people in Kunlun Jingxu who can figure out people's hearts, and they don't even need Emperor Chenghuang to give orders. Secretly, they are afraid that some people will come to please Emperor Chenghuang, wishing they could trample Bailian into the dust.
After these three days of seemingly absurd and unbridled troubles.
As expected, Empress Ying Ji used her spiritual consciousness for a little while and she clearly felt that the moonlight lock was still tightly locked on Bailian's Pipa bone, sealing his cultivation and blood so that he could not move at all.
But in the dantian in his belly, the normally silent Yin-Yang Taoist fish planted in his body by the Corpse King's generals opened up a spiritual pool on its own after being warmed and nourished by the power of dual cultivation for three days.
This square spiritual pool is similar to the spiritual power node in the practitioner's body, except that it is larger in scope than the spiritual power node. The stored spiritual power becomes purer and thicker after being purified by the operation of the yin and yang fish.
Like the second spiritual root of the Immortal Sect monk.
Although the spiritual power hidden in it is far less than before the cultivation level was sealed, it is not so much that after Baili'an goes up the mountain, he can only let others bully him and have no ability to protect himself.
No one understands the changes in the body better than Balian. At this moment, he naturally understands the good intentions of Empress Ying Ji.
The breath moves according to the heart, and the Yin and Yang Tao fish disappears.
The corpse king's method is to hide life in death, yang in yin, Tao fish hidden in sight, and the new spirit pool is naturally established, and it is naturally difficult to sense the natural rules of heaven and earth.
No matter how spiritually aware he is, Bailian at this moment seems to be just a person who has completely lost his cultivation.
Balian raised his head and glanced at the darkening sky, feeling melancholy filling his heart.
He looked at the empress Ying Ji, who was dressed in red under the snowy moon, and moved her lips lightly: "Aniang..."
Empress Ying Ji shook her hand. Compared to three days ago, when she heard that Bai Lian was about to be escorted up the mountain, she had a slightly more relieved smile on her face now:
"My mother knows that when it's time to leave, your words of farewell will not be nice, so there's no need to say more. In this regard, your mother-in-law is much more elegant than your mother-in-law.
He knows that you have something else to do when you go up the mountain, and we will see each other one day. He also believes that you will be able to survive the hardships in the world. When a young man shakes up his clothes, why can't he be like a banner flying thousands of miles away? He believes that you can see the future in various ways. Therefore, he didn't make any more gestures as a son and daughter, and went back to Jiuyou first. "
Baili An was touched, and her throat moved softly: "Don't worry, grandma, no matter how difficult and difficult the road ahead is this time, my son will never do stupid things like before."
After all, Empress Ying Ji's state of mind was not as profound and powerful as that of Emperor Taiyin. She waited for three days just to take one more look at him.
Now that we have seen it, it seems that the present world is stable, just like grass growing on weirs and leaves growing on treetops, it is natural.
Ying Ji threw down the small branch in her hand, and the huge stone in her heart seemed to be put down.
"Bailiyu is waiting in the front courtyard of the mansion right now. He wants to see you before you go to Kunlun Mountain."
Ying Ji did not ask Balian if she wanted to see him, because he knew that Balian had always been sensible, so sensible that even a mother like her felt guilty and distressed.
He will never look forward to his father like other children who long for sunshine and rain, nor will he wither and wither because he does not get the response from his closest relatives.
Now that you are alive, you are at peace and don’t suffer from resentment. You walk alone without resentment and don’t suffer from illness.
I am afraid that until now, he has not felt any resentment towards his father for not understanding, trusting or having any hope.
So Ying Ji simply said directly: "He is your father after all. My mother will not stop you from meeting each other. If you want to see him, go meet him over there. It's time for my mother to return to the Zhongyou Dynasty."
She will not stop Bai Lian from meeting or getting to know her father. For Ying Ji, there is no difference between right and wrong, so let go of everything.
To her, Bailiyu was just a passer-by, a common person in life.
She and he no longer need to meet in vain.
Bai Lian had no objections to Ying Ji's arrangement. Looking back on it now, he could see through the dream.
There is no longer the thought of going to the Zhongyou Dynasty to find my mother and persuade her to reconcile with my father when I first went down to the White Camel Mountain.
Bailian's brows were peaceful, he cupped his hands and saluted, "Son, I send you my mother-in-law's greetings."
Ying Ji smiled slightly, and her green silk hair fell from behind her ears, swaying gently in the slight wind. Then her whole body seemed to be trapped in the night wind and snow, and her vermillion dress was blown up, as light as a cicada. The wings, the stars, the sky, and the light gradually merged in her eyes, and Ying Ji rose up against the wind and rode away on the snow.
When they parted, she and Bailian seemed to have a thousand words to say, but for the Tianxi Sword Master who visited thirteen cities in one night, not even a single word was left.
Bailiyu, who was standing outside the vestibule, seemed to feel something in his heart. He suddenly raised his head in the sudden and chaotic wind.
In the endless night sky, a wisp of crimson that spread like fire gradually disappeared among millions of fragments of flying frost, and was finally swallowed up by the endless darkness of the night and disappeared.
Bailiyu suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart. There was a layer of panic in his eyes. He ignored the two young masters of the Fang family who were waiting beside him and strode straight towards the inner courtyard.
After passing through the Zhuting waterside pavilion and arriving at the inner courtyard house, Bailiyu saw Bailian standing in front of the courtyard.
Ji Yan, the eldest sister who had written a letter to come to Shifang City to visit, was also there, along with several unfamiliar women who were standing next to Li Bailian.
Bailiyu didn't have any extra thoughts on other people at the moment. He walked over quickly, his breath was messy and unsteady, and his expression was panicked as if he had lost his soul. He clasped Bailian's arms with both hands and asked urgently: "An'er, where's your grandma?!"
Baili'an was hit by his force and couldn't help but staggered back a few steps. His arms were pinched by Bailiyu's uncontrollable force and it was so painful that his injured back almost hit the door frame behind him. .
Ning Feiyan was angry with Bai Lian, but he didn't call out the boundary gate and leave the place immediately after the incident.
It was probably because Bailian would meet Bailiyu before he left for Kunlun.
As expected, Bailiyu's neither serious nor serious temper will never change no matter how many years go by.
Ning Feiyan calmly stretched out her arms and gently hugged Baili'an's waist from the side and back, removing most of Bailiyu's strength so that Baili'an did not hit the door frame.
Before Bai Lian could speak, Ning Feiyan couldn't help but spoke sarcastically: "Where else can we go? Of course we have to go back to our own Zhongyou Dynasty. Is it possible that Brother Yu still has hope in his heart?" Do you still have a chance with her?"
Bailiyu's face turned pale, and he murmured in despair: "Is she actually unwilling to see me again? She is my wife, even if I passed by..."
"Don't say goodbye." Ning Feiyan interrupted: "The book of He Li has been written for more than two hundred years, right? She is a powerful empress after all, not a disciple who can come and go as soon as you call her. , the principles of this world cannot be established just how you say them."
