"elder sister!"
The soft voice of a child suddenly came from the small courtyard.
Ling Yue closed the door.
As soon as she turned around, the child who was no longer around her waist ran to her, seemingly wanting to hug her, but restrained and did not dare to move.
His little face was full of tears and his eyes were red:
"Sister, does it hurt a lot? Can you please stop going to Lingshan Forest? Cheng can eat less. I won't practice martial arts anymore."
"A Cheng, I'm fine." Ling Yue sighed, bending down to wipe away the child's tears, "This blood belongs to others, not mine. Look, I'm really fine."
As she said that, she moved a little bit normally.
Of course the blood is hers.
But after eating so many healing spiritual fruits, it would be unreasonable if he didn't recover.
"But sister, your clothes are all burned." Acheng finally stopped crying, but his tearful eyes were still staring at Ling Yue's abdomen.
Ling Yue lowered her head and pressed it lightly with her hand, "It's just that the clothes were burned. There's a lot of blood, but it's all other people's."
Finished.
She took a deep breath and stared into the eyes of the child in front of her with great solemnity:
"A-Cheng, never say that you don't want to practice martial arts again.
You are very talented in physical training. As long as you practice well, you will be able to protect your sister and grandma in the future.
I have been to Lingshan Forest countless times and am familiar with it better than anyone else. Nothing will happen to me. Even if I am injured, I can recover. As long as I don’t die, what does it mean to be injured? "
After finally comforting the little guy who was only four or five years old in front of her, watching him turn around to wash clothes in the corner, a slight chill flashed across Ling Yue's slightly drooped black eyes.
She had already fled to Black Moon City, but those people still refused to let her go.
…
This is a small house with only one room and one kitchen.
Even on this mostly poor street, the house was extremely narrow.
The only advantage is that there is a yard.
If you have a yard, you can practice martial arts with little effort.
It would be fine if the accommodation was smaller.
She pushed open the washed white blue curtain hanging at the door of the inner room.
As soon as I stepped in, I smelled a strong medicinal smell.
"Yue'er, you're back."
On the wooden bed covered with monster skins, the old man's voice was weak and slightly hoarse.
Ling Yue walked to the bedside, leaned over slightly, and tucked the old man's quilt, "Well, I'm back."
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."
It was probably because he was too old. As early as half a year ago, the old man became completely blind.
Her life is approaching and her body is withered. Even if she is an alchemist, there is nothing she can do.
The old man is just an ordinary mortal. Even if there is a good elixir, her body cannot bear it.
In fact, if she hadn't tried her best to research pills and steal people from the King of Hell these years, the old man wouldn't be alive now.
"Grandma, let's leave Black Moon City."
"Leave? You can't leave...if you leave, you really can't go back." The old man's tone became urgent.
"Grandma, even if there is no Yin family, I will return to Kyoto one day. We don't need to rely on them. Besides... there are many people in the Yin family who don't want me to live. Only by staying away from them can we live a better life."
"The Yin family... doesn't want you to live? How could it be possible? After all... you are also the Prime Minister's direct daughter, no, it won't happen..."
"..."
…
Ning Ruan rarely had a good sleep.
Probably because I ate so much yesterday that I only ate some spiritual fruits to satisfy my hunger at night.
As for the food in the restaurant, if she hadn't seen Ling Yue's cooking skills, she might be able to eat it reluctantly.
But now, I really can’t eat the food in Black Moon City anyway.
"Ling Yue should be here soon, right? We promised to make breakfast."
In the refreshment shop outside the restaurant.
Ning Ruan lightly tapped the table with her fingers, but did not touch the tea on the table at all, "Senior Brother Seven, didn't you say that people in Dongrao Prefecture love to eat, drink and have fun? That's all they eat?"
Not to mention it can't keep up with Zhen Gourmet House, it's not even at an average level.
Yan Liang: "..."
"Because those who can eat, drink and have fun are not in Black Moon City. The only people who can come and live here, except for ordinary mortals, are the monks who have absconded or been expelled. They are not interested in eating and drinking."
"That's it." Ning Ruan nodded.
If it seems like this, there is something wrong with the young lady named Ling Yue.
Since she had nothing to do last night, she casually opened the storage bag of a fifth-level monk among the men in black.
The other stuff inside is nothing.
But there was a token with the word 'su' clearly written on it.
According to the Seventh Senior Brother, this token represents Prince Su's Mansion.
The people from the palace are chasing a young girl from the Third Realm in Black Moon City.
Is this reasonable?
It's reasonable, but there must be a big one among them.
Just when Ning Ruan was deep in thought.
Ling Yue's figure finally appeared outside the shop.
She was still wearing coarse clothes, simple and convenient. After being led into the private room, she asked straightforwardly:
"Where is breakfast made?"
"It's in this tea shop, I've already made an agreement with the shopkeeper."
"Um."
No unnecessary nonsense.
Ling Yue turned around and followed the waiter of the tea shop to the kitchen.
Not long after, exquisite breakfast dishes were served.
Although it is light, it does not lose its fragrance.
After entering the mouth, it has an excellent taste and a long aftertaste.
Ning Ruan rarely had such a delicious breakfast.
When I was in Chitian Sect, breakfast was always served in Lingshi Garden.
Lingshiyuan's cooking skills are not as good as Han Ze, not as good as Fourth Senior Brother, and not as good as Ling Yue.
"Lunch is also served here?"
Seeing that the three people feasting in front of them had almost finished eating, Ling Yue asked aloud.
Ning Ruan swallowed the soft and sweet pastry in her mouth, but was not greasy at all, and nodded, "Yes, yes."
Ling Yue: "..."
What a weirdo.
She is also considered a person who has an appetite, otherwise she would not have such good cooking skills.
But compared to the girl in green shirt in front of her, she pales in comparison.
"Do you have any companions coming with you?"
After eating and drinking, Ning Ruan put down her lightning-struck wooden chopsticks and squinted her eyes with great enjoyment.
Ling Yue inexplicably thought of the neighbor's cat. After it was full, it liked to lie on the roof, squinting its eyes like this, bathing in the sun.
Regarding Ning Ruan's words, she shook her head subconsciously, "No, what's wrong?"
She has always been a loner and doesn't have close friendships with others. Where can she find companions?
Liang Xiuxiu pursed her lips and suddenly pointed to the private room next door, "Someone is eavesdropping on our conversation."
Hear the words.
Ling Yue instantly became awe-inspiring, and her sharp gaze moved towards the next door.
But then.
A coercion with murderous intent suddenly came over, Ling Yue's face changed suddenly, her breathing became rapid, and she was about to be pressed to the ground.
Then he saw a girl in green shirt in front of the table, suddenly took off the sword case and stood in front of Ling Yue.
The next moment.
A sword talisman shot directly towards the next door——
"ah!"
Just a breath of time.
The screams from next door rang out as promised.
Ning Ruan stood up slowly, put her index and middle fingers together, and casually pointed towards the wall.
A long yellow sword flew out from behind.
The wall with a huge hole in it was completely destroyed with extreme violence.
This time, the two rooms were completely connected.
"It's lucky that he is still alive."
Yan Liang raised his eyes and glanced at the old man next door who was lying on the ground and was obviously seriously injured.
Ning Ruan: "..." She is destined to be lucky, she obviously did it deliberately.
Otherwise, it will be a headshot.
"You...you..." The old man raised his head with difficulty, the shock in his eyes extremely clear.
How could anyone in Black Moon City be able to obtain such a powerful sword talisman?
Even in passing, it is impossible for such a person to meet a bastard untouchable.
"It's wrong to eavesdrop." Ning Ruan looked at him, waved her hand, and the sword flew back into the sword box.
"puff!"
The old man suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood and covered the wound tightly.
"I am from Prince Su's Mansion. If you kill me..."
"Threaten me? Just kill me." With that said, Ning Ruan wanted to call out Huang Jian again.
But Ling Yue was faster than her.
As soon as she heard the name of Prince Su's Mansion, she completely understood who wanted to kill her.
"Did that woman send you here? Is she crazy? I'm already in Black Moon City, and she still wants to take my life?"
Ning Ruan blinked, and her desire to kill suddenly stopped.
The melon she had been curious about seemed to be about to be served.
Sure enough, seeing that Ling Yue already knew his purpose, even if he denied it, it was obviously useless.
He simply broke the jar and said coldly: "Your existence is a shame to the Prime Minister's Mansion... It is a sign of the kindness of the Princess and the Prime Minister to keep you alive for so many years. We are here... The Prime Minister also knows Yes, you should have died long ago..."
"You fart, your Prime Minister's Mansion and Prince Su's Mansion are a disgrace and disgusting!" Ling Yue stepped forward straight away, with angry words in her mouth. She couldn't hold it back and kicked the old man directly.
The old man, who was already seriously injured and could not even run away, suddenly became even more dying.
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