After returning from the eldest lady, Jing Yue was still a little worried about the other party's condition.
He felt a little sorry for this stupid girl, so with this feeling, he successfully entered the body of the holy girl.
Because she knew that Jing Yue was coming to practice, the saintly girl did not practice by herself as usual today, but read with a book.
She used to be quite interested in reading these books, but probably because the stories told by the little thief are indeed much more fascinating, she has developed a naughty tongue, so now she has no interest in these books.
"It's written in a mess and doesn't make sense. This meaty show is just like a puppet, without emotion."
Involuntarily, the saint girl recalled many classics told by the little thief.
At this moment, the moment a familiar heat entered the body, Ye Ning quickly spoke first: "Little thief, it's time for you to tell me a story tonight, right?"
"You can't say 'next time!'" the saint girl added.
Jingyue's "Definitely next time!" was forcibly interrupted, and he could only reply: "Okay."
"You can't just tell half of it!" the saint girl said again.
"This...I'll try my best."
"You can't just do your best."
Jing Yue had been thinking about another thing, so he couldn't help but said: "Sister Ye, won't I delay your rest by being here?".
"Um?"
"I have a friend who doesn't look well because he stayed up too late." Jingyue tried.
The incident of the eldest lady also sounded a warning to Jing Yue, so he couldn't help but care about the condition of the saint girl.
Ye Ning said in a disgusted voice: "Who are you looking down on?"
"You've been using my body for so long, don't you still know?"
Just how much blood did I lose when you practiced the "Mie Zi Jue", and now you ask me if you can stay up all night?
Jing Yue recalled the past and confirmed that the saintly girl's body was indeed gifted and difficult to break, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
In fact, the eldest lady's physical talent is not much worse than that of the saint girl. This is mainly due to the fact that she has reached her limit during the day's practice. Later, when Jing Yue asked her questions, she continued to squeeze herself to study. It was a double test of body and mind. , which made her a little weak in energy and blood.
If ordinary practitioners played like this, they would probably fall down long ago.
After that, Jing Yue took out the wooden box of the Holy Maiden, practiced his Qi and sneaked in to change clothes.
There are all kinds of clothes here, including robes, long skirts, knee-length skirts, some made of gauze and smoke, some tanned with coarse linen, some dashing and heroic, and some charming...
In short, having a Saint Girl is like having many wives.
Whose wife likes to play role-playing, does she have a similar experience?
Involuntarily, Jing Yue thought of another saint.
Sister Saint.
Of course, the other party would not keep changing clothes in front of his eyes like the saint girl, but the other party's changes were deeply rooted in people's hearts.
From the girl next door with slightly dull eyes to the fairy who is as pure as a fairy, the changes can be said to be lifelike. You can say that they are two people.
"Tell me, you didn't mean it."
At this time, the saintly girl's voice sounded in the sea of consciousness.
Jing Yue reacted suddenly from his desertion and suddenly saw the saint girl standing there wearing only a corset and a pair of underwear.
The corset and panties were bright yellow and stuck to the body, reminding Jing Yue of the three-point swimsuits worn by beach beauties in his previous life.
These fabrics can't seem to cover up the saintly girl's incomparable figure. Looking at the snow-white skin, towering chest, and deep ravines...
Jingyue felt a little hot for a moment.
He must have warmed up from practicing.
"Put it on for me!"
The next moment, Jing Yue quickly put a loose black robe on the saint girl.
But the black robe was floating, revealing the long legs like snow, and the delicate figure that set off the saint girl.
The collarbone and chin suddenly had another kind of temptation.
This saintly girl is full of temptations inside and out. If Jing Yue hadn't been determined, he might not have been able to grasp it.
"You did it on purpose." The saint girl asked.
"No, I was just distracted."
"I don't believe it. I must tell two stories today." The saint girl gave a severe punishment.
Jing Yue was stunned for a moment and responded, "No problem."
"They must all be long and cannot be fooled."
"Can."
After a while, the saint girl couldn't help but said: "You can read it if you want to, just add one more story."
Yes, this guy had seen a lot of things while taking a shower before.
Jingyue: "..."
...
"By the way, Wu Dalang was lying on the bed and couldn't get up. Pan Jinlian walked to Wu Dalang tremblingly, holding the brewed poison, and said softly: "Da Lang, it's time to take the medicine."
As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar warmth left his body. Ye Ning sat there with her fists clenched.
"We agreed on two long ones, but we only ended up with one, and this one got broken."
"Smelly thief!"
Yes, she had warned Jing Yue before about whether there would be insufficient time. The little thief said that there would be no problem, but in the end...
How to describe the mood of the saintly girl now?
If Jing Yue and the Saint Girl were in love online, and if there was an Internet cable in this world, then the Saint Girl would be eager to hit someone along the Internet cable.
Ye Ning was lying on the bed, her towering chest rising and falling so hard that she couldn't fall asleep for a while.
When it was daybreak, she sat down from the bed and walked straight out.
...
In the black palace, Ye Ning was sitting on the main seat wearing a close-fitting red dress, like a female emperor dominating the world.
Below, two women in black stood there, respectfully.
"Last time I asked you to investigate the matter of the natural cold poison body. Is there any trace of it?"
The woman in black on the left saluted respectfully and replied: "Reporting to the Saint, I have obtained seven pieces of information and checked them. None of them are true innate cold poison bodies. They must not be the person you are looking for, Saint."
Ye Ning was a little disappointed for a moment and replied: "I know."
But at this time, the black-clothed subordinate added: "But... Recently, some people who want to buy Fire Spirit Herb have appeared in the medicine hall under our name. I learned that this Fire Spirit Herb is only available in our Shu." It grows on the ground and is located deep in the mountains, so it is not easy to pick. There is not much demand, so the stock is very small."
"But someone offered a high price, so the medicine hall naturally sent someone to pick it. I checked the information about the fire spirit grass. In fact, the medicinal effect is very narrow. It only has a miraculous effect on suppressing cold poison. It is very suitable for people who are born with cold poison. . My subordinates are wondering, could it be that people who happen to be born with cold poison bodies are looking for this kind of medicine?"
This woman in black is Ye Ning's very trusted subordinate, not only because of her good talent, but also because of her bright mind, and she usually thinks of many things for her boss.
Ye Ning thought about it and said, "It's possible."
Ye Ning had previously helped Jing Yue get several prescriptions from the sect's masters, including this fire spirit grass. At that time, she also specifically mentioned sending medicinal materials to Jing Yue, but was prevaricated by the other party.
Looking at it now, although this fire spirit grass cannot definitely be related to the little thief, it is at least somewhat related to the innate cold poison body.
"Then Saint, do you want to investigate this clue further?" the men in black asked.
Ye Ning sat there, thought for a moment, and then made a choice - "Check it out."
As long as there was a slight possibility of finding the thief, she was willing to investigate.
Especially in the situation last night, she wished she could find the little thief right away, lock him in her bed, and let him finish what he had to say at once!
