When Yu Yueyue woke up, she felt refreshed and refreshed. It had been more than half a month since she had such a comfortable and peaceful sleep.
Suddenly something occurred to me, and I immediately took out a bronze mirror and carefully searched for something on my snow-white face and red lips. After a long time, I muttered in disappointment:
"There are no lip marks on his face or lips. Am I not attracted to him at all? Or is this guy really upright and not willing to take advantage of others' danger?
Lin Xiaoyu can make him unable to help himself. There is no reason why he is not as good as her. White rice tastes better than black rice. This is what he said himself. Could he be coaxing me to play? "
I was dissatisfied with Ye Congwen for a long time, which made me put on makeup for a long time. I deliberately put on light makeup at night. Who knew that this pervert could only see with his eyes? It was really boring. I'd better wash off the makeup!
When I was having breakfast, I suddenly saw Ye Congwen with two dark circles under his eyes. He immediately covered his mouth and laughed happily, feeling secretly happy in his heart:
"It turns out that this guy is a slim but handsome silver wax gunhead! He just has a tough mouth, but he backed down at the critical moment."
Looking at Ye Congwen's yawning appearance, Yu Yueyue felt that it would be a shame for her to put in a lot of effort last night if she didn't make a few jokes.
It took a full hour to convince myself to do such a bold thing! Deliberately pretending to be surprised, he asked:
"Ouch! Ye Congwen, what bad things did you do last night? Why do you have two panda eyes?"
"Oh, I read a silk book last night. I was so fascinated by it that I probably forgot the time. Haha——"
Ye Congwen replied without changing his expression, yawning profusely while eating breakfast.
"When did you become so studious? The circles under your eyes are so dark. Did you not sleep well all night?"
Ye Congwen saw that Yu Yueyue kept pulling at the dark circles under his eyes, and he immediately understood this woman's intention. It seemed that she did it on purpose last night!
Admit it, because you don't have enough concentration to keep yourself dreaming all night, making you toss and turn all night long and unable to sleep. She simply turned a deaf ear and concentrated on eating the rice noodles in the bowl. She secretly swore in her heart that if she dressed like that again, she would never help her practice the exercises at night!
After two periods of homework, Ye Congwen went to the library to look for information as usual. Even when Yue Yue came to invite him to fight, Ye Congwen pushed it to the evening.
"where you go?"
As soon as Ye Congwen stood up, Yu Yueyue couldn't wait to ask.
"I'm going to the library to find some information."
"Were you really reading and looking for information yesterday?"
"Well, yes, the more information I find, the more and more information I find. There are different opinions, so it is difficult to identify the authenticity."
Ye Congwen said with emotion that the Demon Hunting Guards did not mention a word about the origin of Netherworld Cold Spring, and only had a horoscope of "shaped like a ghost, taken from Yinming". The following information is all hearsay, and is not very credible.
"You have been looking for information about the Demon Hunter Guard Shenquan these days, don't you think so?"
After hearing Ye Congwen's sigh, Yu Yueyue suddenly realized that this guy was starting to have plans for Netherworld Hanquan! If you put it that way, maybe he was actually reading a book last night!
Yu Yueyue secretly looked around and saw many girls around her staring at Ye Congwen with shining eyes. As soon as she walked away, these people would come up to chat with her.
"This is not the place to talk. I will accompany you to the library."
Yu Yueyue said softly, stood up and followed Ye Congwen. After not taking two steps, she saw Lin Xiaoyu grabbing Ye Congwen and acting coquettishly.
When he heard that the two of them were going to the library to read, Lin Xiaoyu immediately lost interest. Instead, he stared at Yu Yueyue for a long time and said apologetically:
"Sister Yueyue, I hit you too hard yesterday. I didn't hurt you, right?"
Yu Yueyue was so angry that she gritted her teeth and replied:
"You can rest assured. If a little man wants to hurt me with his fists, he still needs some firepower."
Ye Congwen glanced at Yu and Lin helplessly, and quickly intervened to persuade:
"Sister Xiaoyu, you have just been promoted to the martial arts perfection realm, and your foundation is not solid enough yet. You need to continue to consolidate it. Sister Yueyue is proficient in reading and literacy. I asked her to go over and help find information. You go home and meditate well. Don't If you go out to cause trouble, I will take you to visit Lian Chengcheng tomorrow."
Lin Xiaoyu wanted to refute, but then she thought about the fact that the instructor of the second class in the morning came to Instructor Qin Cheng to complain, saying that he had broken three of Lian Chengcheng's ribs, which made Lian Chengcheng unable to come to class.
In the end, Yu Congwen argued that he acted unconsciously, because when a martial artist advances, his energy increases exponentially. If he is not careful, he will explode and die. How can he have the energy to judge the strength.
In the end, under the mediation of instructor Qin Cheng, Lin Xiaoyu came to apologize as the final solution.
"Okay then! I'm going back to meditate. You come back early in the evening."
Lin Xiaoyu looked at Ye Congwen reluctantly, and then walked back gloomily until Yu and Ye disappeared from sight.
"Why did you suddenly start thinking about the Netherworld Cold Spring? I saw you looking indifferent before, so I thought you weren't interested in the Demon Hunting Guard Divine Spring?"
Seeing no one around, Yu Yueyue asked softly.
"I didn't have enough elixirs on me before, so what's the use of finding the divine spring? I can't eat it with bibimbap! Now I even have a pair of four-color elixirs. I think the time is ripe to collect the divine spring."
Ye Congwen saw Yu Yueyue's look of disbelief and asked dissatisfiedly:
"What's your expression? I've been stuck in the Grandmaster Entrance Realm for more than a month, and my promotion to the Grandmaster Consummation Realm is far away. I'm going to try some Netherworld Cold Spring."
"What does it mean to be far away? It's true that a full man doesn't know how hungry a man is when he's hungry! Even in the Demon Hunter Apprentice Camp with the help of Divine Spring hundreds of years ago, if he was promoted to the first level in one semester, he would be regarded as a gifted prodigy. After a month, you are thinking about advancing to the Grandmaster Consummation Realm. Are you too anxious?
As the saying goes: Haste makes waste, aren't you afraid of the negative consequences of rising too fast?
Did you receive any stimulation that made you so eager for quick success? "
Yu Yueyue asked questions persistently, her eyes shining brightly, as if she had understood all the secrets. Seeing that Ye Congwen's heart was filled with ups and downs, could it be that this woman also knew about Zhen Zizai's visit to the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range to pick up the precious medicine for making the tripod?
According to some insider information, Zhen Zizai has not come back for a long time. It is very likely that he has found the target, but the guarding monster is too powerful and has been waiting for an opportunity. He is just waiting for a suitable opportunity.
If the rumors are true, then according to the agreement of the three major Wuhou families, this treasure will be rewarded to families other than Zhen, Jia and Bian, which means that there is a possibility that he will get a piece of the soup!
With Zhen Zizai's character of being very happy with great achievements, he would definitely choose to hold a grand ceremony to reward the potion-making medicine to stand out.
How can it be loud and eye-catching? Naturally, it is most appropriate to set up an arena to compete for treasures. After all, they are all martial arts cultivators, and the Great Xia Dynasty also advocates force. Competing for treasures is the best choice. Anyone who proposes to recite poems and compete for treasures will be spit on by everyone in an instant. Drown.
If you want to compete for treasures, without the top-level strength of the Grand Master's Perfection Realm, how can you be qualified to enter the ring?
Seeing that Ye Congwen was shocked and confused, Yu Yueyue thought she had guessed his inner thoughts, lowered her head and suggested coyly:
"Actually, you don't need to take her words to heart. She is hundreds of miles away and she is not clairvoyant. How could she see what is happening here? As long as we don't show it in public, she has no evidence. What can you do to me?"
Yu Yueyue blushed and did not dare to look at Ye Congwen. She waved her hand and said decisively:
"I will sort out the things I caused. I will definitely handle this matter properly tomorrow. Don't worry about her angry words. Just practice slowly and peacefully."
After saying that, he actually walked ahead alone, always one step faster than Ye Congwen.
What do you mean? Are you going to settle it? Can you ask Zhen Zizai for the precious medicine for making a tripod? Just with a face that would captivate a country? Or a body in ecstasy?
When I thought about how Yu Yueyue had caused me to suffer from insomnia all night last night, I vaguely felt that this woman might really have this kind of charm. How did Lu Dongbin write a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages?
The body of a twenty-eight-year-old girl is like a crisp,
With a sword at his waist, he beheaded the foolish man.
Even though Yu Meiren is over twenty-nine years old, with fragrant and soft skin, and fresh fat, once she lets go of her body to act coquettish and beg softly, she can't resist it. How can Zhen Zi, that fool, be able to withstand it? Once you are so obsessed with it, you might even give up the precious medicine of casting the tripod.
Although Yu Yueyue was walking in front, she felt like she was witnessing every move behind her. Seeing Ye Congwen's worried look, he actually started to read poems in a low voice.
I had to slow down and immediately frowned after hearing a few sentences. What do you mean? Is this an insinuation that I was too unreserved last night?
If you weren't timid and fearful of my mother, and buried your thoughts deep in your heart and refused to reveal them, would I, Yu Yueyue, a girl who abides by her duties, need to use such unspeakable tricks?
He immediately asked dissatisfiedly:
"Whose tongue are you chewing behind?"
"Don't disturb me. Your brother is very interested in poetry and is composing a poem."
Ye Congwen quickly changed the topic. Yu Meiren was shy, thin-skinned, and easily got angry when she was embarrassed. Especially when age was a restricted area, she was sure to fall out at the mention of it. It's better not to make fun of her. If she hits someone with a stone, it's hard to prevent her.
"You can also compose poetry? Tell me, what kind of limericks do you copy mechanically? Maybe I can help you with the puzzle."
Yu Yueyue feels that although she cannot write poetry, her appreciation ability is still online. In a world where martial arts cultivators are respected, it is extremely rare to meet Ye Congwen, a half-hearted parallel importer. He suddenly became interested and asked with concern.
Ye Congwen looked at Yu Yueyue dumbfounded. Is this asking the question to the end, forcing me, a small accountant from Tieta Village, to dance with words? Isn’t this just trying to catch a duck?
