Tang Jing was always like this, he said everything in face, so that you couldn't find anything to blame him, but he was ruthless and accurate in stabbing him in the back.

Situ Qing was very aware of Tang Jing's character, so she turned a deaf ear to Tang Jing's almost invisible flattery.

Tang Jing didn't seem to have expected that Situ Qing, who seemed to be quite talkative just now, suddenly became indifferent. He couldn't find anything to talk about for a while, so he couldn't help touching his nose, a little embarrassingly.

This action of Tang Jing fell into Situ Qing's eyes without any omission, which made Situ Qing a little funny, it seemed that he was still young, and his cunning skills were not as perfect as five years later.

Tang Jing touched his nose, and was about to flirt with her again, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Situ Qing's side face with a slight smile.

Half-faced with blue silk, her complexion is cold and white with a bit of nobleness, her long eyebrows are lightly swept into her temples, her eyes are slightly lowered, her slender fingers are pressing on the strings of the piano like flowing clouds and flowing water, behind her are green mountains and clear waters, and the sky is thousands of miles away.

Seeing this scene, Tang Jing calmed down for a long time, and finally he came back to his senses, and couldn't help laughing.

I actually look at a man with fascination.

Of course Situ Qing also noticed Tang Jing's gaffe, but he never thought it was because of himself, he just thought that Tang Jing was thinking of some crazy idea again to torment others.

The two had their own concerns, one stood quietly on the side of the platform, and the other sat upright on the other side of the platform, if they hadn't ignored the fact that their faces and hearts were not in harmony, the scenery at this time would indeed be worthy of a painting.

Tang Jing stood silently for a while, feeling bored, so he jumped up and down around the waterfall along the edge of the rocks, trying to practice lightness kung fu.

His internal injuries have not completely healed, but his feet are windy and his body is agile.In the mist splashed by the waterfall, he can still advance and retreat calmly. He is dressed in black and shuttles around like a dragon swimming in the green mountains and clear water, which is extremely chic and conspicuous.

Tang Sect's lightness kung fu is really amazing.

While playing the piano, Situ Qing quietly observed Tang Jing's qinggong methods. After watching for a while, Situ Qing turned her eyes away.

The current Tang Jing is afraid that he still has the spirit of a young hero, so the movements of Qinggong deliberately create that kind of chic and elegant feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water, which is sloppy.

Five years later, Tang Jing's lightness kung fu has reached the peak, and with just a slight flash, he can be traced like a phantom in the night, and can often take people's lives invisible in duels.

This conceited and naive Tang Jing was indeed something Situ Qing had never seen before.

Just when Situ Qing's thoughts were not knowing where to go, Zhuo Yun took the food box and went up to the stone platform. Situ Qing didn't want to talk to him, but this time Zhuo Yun put down the food box and walked over.

Seeing this, Situ Qing knew that something must have happened, so he withdrew his hand from playing the piano, raised his eyes and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhuo Yun stood still, respectfully bowed to Situ Qing, Fang said, "Last night and this morning, my subordinates searched around Tingyun Peak for traces of traps and formations—"

Before Zhuo Yun finished speaking, Tang Jing descended from the sky with a swish, and landed on the top of a rock on one side with his knees on his hands.

As if he didn't see the surprise in Zhuo Yun's eyes, Tang Jing patted the hem of his clothes, went straight to the side, picked up the food box, opened it, and said, "Dinner is ready?"

Zhuo Yun took a slight breath, and was about to remind Tang Jing that it was Situ Qing's lunch, but Situ Qing stopped her lightly.

"Ignore him, just keep talking."

Zhuo Yun looked slightly surprised, but he dared not refuse Situ Qing's instructions, so he nodded slightly and continued talking.

"The traps my subordinates discovered contained hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, so my subordinates guessed—" Zhuo Yun didn't finish speaking, but his eyes glanced at Tang Jing.

Tang Jing was picking and picking in the food box. Hearing Zhuo Yun's words, he raised his head to look at him, raised his eyebrows, and looked like a rascal who said, "Go on, why don't you say it?"

With him like this, Zhuo Yun didn't dare to say anything.

But Situ Qing smiled faintly at this moment, and said, "The hidden weapon of the Tang Sect is interesting."

Tang Jing took a mouthful of tofu, smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Is it interesting? I'll give you some for fun tomorrow?"

Situ Qing didn't accept his teasing words, but said with an indifferent expression, "They are here for you."

The implication is 'I don't really want to mind your business'.

But Tang Jing blinked when he heard Situ Qing's deep meaning, and finally he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "They are here for the soul-chasing needle."

After saying this sentence, Tang Jing was waiting for Situ Qing to become angry or give him a hard look, but Situ Qing didn't let him do so, he just lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, then said, "You Tangmen people are used to when to act .”

Tang Jing was startled for a moment, then he understood what Situ Qing meant, and without hesitation, he said lightly, "Ye Yin time."

Situ Qing raised her chin slightly when she heard Tang Jing's answer, then turned her head to Zhuo Yun and said, "You heard everything, let's make arrangements."

Zhuo Yun was startled by the behavior of these two people and was in a daze. Hearing Situ Qing's words, it took him a while to react, and he quickly agreed and retreated.

Looking at the back of Zhuo Yun leaving, Tang Jing suddenly said, "I hope the guardians will show mercy."

When Tang Jing spoke, he was looking at Zhuo Yun, but his eyes were on Situ Qing.

But Situ Qing didn't express anything when he heard Tang Jing's words, he just raised his hand and plucked the strings expressionlessly, a little voiceless sound came out from his hand, but he didn't say anything, it was right to acquiesce.

But at this moment Tang Jing began to seriously speculate about Situ Qing.

He had also secretly watched Situ Qing's stalks before, and he only felt that the martial arts of the leader of the Demon Cult was indeed unpredictable, but he was arrogant and arrogant, and he had many psychological loopholes that could be overcome.

But now it seems that this is not the case. The previous Situ Qing is more like an illusion disguised to deceive people's eyes and ears. The real Situ Qing is hidden under those masks, layer by layer, impenetrable. Guess well.

What's more interesting is that Situ Qing seems to be able to grasp his own tricks and get out skillfully. In other words, he seems to know himself very well——

"Master." Tang Jing thought about it, and suddenly said with great interest.

When Tang Jing called out suddenly, Situ Qing frowned slightly, and then said coldly, "What's the matter?"

Tang Jing held his chin, looked pure and innocent, and said with a smile, "You are so beautiful."

Situ Qing's hand trembled without warning, and the sound of the zither rushed out of the sky like a wild horse running wild.

Tang Jing was very happy to see Situ Qing losing his composure, but he also knew that one piece should not be too much, so he raised his eyebrows silently, and slipped away to the side platform with the food box.

At this moment, Situ Qing half-closed her eyes, her brows trembled slightly, obviously suppressing her anger.

However, Tang Jing had slipped away, and Situ Qing had nowhere to vent his anger. In the end, he clenched his fingers into his sleeves, got up with a flick of his sleeves, and left the stone platform.

Seeing the white-clothed man jumping up and down the mountain, although Tang Jing felt that his figure was agile and pleasing to the eye, he couldn't help but wonder, did he go too far this time?

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At night, a wind blew up in the woods, blowing off a lot of curly leaves, whimpering, with a weird and gloomy feeling.

Zhuo Yun was arranging traps and formations around the hut, while Tang Jing stood aside with his hands crossed and watched him quietly.

Zhuo Yun didn't like to get close to outsiders. Tang Jing stood here for a quarter of an hour, but he didn't say a word, and only regarded Tang Jing as air.

Tang Jing stood for a while, feeling bored, so he turned his head and looked at the thatched cottage not far away.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, but there was faint candlelight shining through the gaps in the windows.

Thinking that Situ Qing might be holding an old book and reading under an oil lamp, with her long hair hanging loose, her white clothes slouching, and the faint yellow light quietly shining on him...

Tang Jing unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips, it should look good, right?

Zhuo Yun set up a trap, and then walked over, Tang Jing met him face to face, Zhuo Yun rarely stopped, and said coldly, "As long as you don't make a move later, I won't hurt those people from Tang Sect If you dare to mess around, even if the leader forbids it, I will break your legs so that you can't run around."

Regarding Zhuo Yun's attitude, Tang Jing did not show any displeasure, but touched his nose with a light smile, and said, "That's natural."

He has always understood the truth that 'people have to bow their heads under the roof'.

After Zhuo Yun finished speaking, he stared at Tang Jing coldly, then left to deploy people in the surrounding woods.

But it was too early to leave Yin, Tang Jing idled for a while, then leaned against the side of the tree, broke a few soft branches and small flowers, lowered his head, and carefully weaved the corolla.

After weaving the corolla, Tang Jing held it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, then smiled and felt very satisfied, so he took the corolla and went to knock on the door of the thatched cottage.

Situ Qing did sit under the lamp and study carefully with a volume, but what he studied was not a book but a martial arts secret book.

Then the door was knocked without warning, Zhuo Yun would not be so rude, Situ Qing knew who it was with a little thought.

Frowning, Situ Qing ignored the knock on the door, turned her head to the side, and continued reading in a comfortable position.

"Master, if you don't open the door, will I assume you let me in?"

Situ Qing knew that Tang Jing was a rascal, but she didn't expect him to be such a rascal, so she couldn't help but silently frowned.

But Situ Qing has never been an easy character, he casually put the secret book away, picked it up with his fingertips, and the scissors for cutting lantern flowers on the table flew out.

Hearing that there was no movement in the room, Tang Jing smiled silently, and was about to push the door open, when suddenly there was a bang, a pair of bright scissors pierced through the wooden door and appeared in front of his eyes, and the gleaming sword pointed away from him. The eyelids are only half an inch away.

Tang Jing's expression froze at that moment.

Then he heard Situ Qing's faint voice from inside the room, "You can come in."

……

Tang Jing still didn't have the guts to break into that door in the end, but he looked at the flower crown in his hand, thought for a while, and finally walked lightly to the window sill of the thatched cottage, and carefully placed the flower crown there.

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