Xiao thinks everyone in this seat must die

Lin Xingye's hand holding the spoon gradually became stiff.

His hands were already extremely slender and white, and there were no calluses when he held the sword all the year round, with distinct joints and strength.At this moment, her fingers were holding the spoon still, her complexion was as bright as a sunset, her lips were as pale as a distant mountain, her face remained motionless, extremely quiet and extremely cold.

It's not that Lin Xingye didn't hear what Ning Sui said, on the contrary, he heard it so clearly that he didn't know how to react.

He really valued Ning Sui very much, so much that he wished he could cut open Ning Sui's chest with his own hands, in order to avenge the many times of humiliation.

But, with Ning Sui's frivolous tone, it's obviously not what he values ​​in his heart!

Lin Xingye kept a cold face, not letting himself show humiliation and hesitation.

He looked at the spoon in his hand, the green leaves of grass were floating in the middle of the soup, and it didn't look too bad to eat.What Lin Xingye hesitated was whether he wanted to eat this mimosa or not.

If he eats it, Ning Sui will think about him indiscriminately, thinking that he has some inseparable thoughts about him...

If he didn't eat it, Lin Xingye had developed the temperament of a nobleman since he was a child. He never picked up a thing and put it down because he disliked it.

Besides, if he put down the spoon at this time, wouldn't it prove that he couldn't even stand Ning Sui's stupid words?Lin Xingye thought that he was Ning Sui's greatest opponent in his life, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be so fragile and vulnerable.

Lin Xingye stabilized his mind and put the spoon to his lips with a cold look as if he didn't hear Ning Sui's rude thoughts.

His movements for drinking the soup are elegant and dignified, which can be considered very slow compared to the speed of many monks in the cultivation world. Ning Sui's mind.

At this moment, Ning Sui felt the throbbing in his heart come back again, his breathing was unsteady and he couldn't move his eyes. He saw some soup on his brother's light-colored lips, moist and slightly bright, as if he was saying for the indifferent master: Ren Jun pick.

Ning Sui felt that his thoughts were too crazy, and he forcibly suppressed the intense and fiery emotions that erupted in his heart, but he still couldn't extinguish the embers.

[Senior brother's lips are as dewy as the morning, and his sword is as bright as the sky... It really makes people unable to move their eyes away, it makes people want...]

what do you want?Lin Xingye almost wanted to question Ning Sui, he held the Bikong Sword firmly, his face was snowy, and suppressed his anger.

He didn't know where he had provoked Ning Sui, making Ning Sui not to fight with him in formations, instead he was thinking about him in many ways.As a swordsman, what the enemy will remember is not his swordsmanship, but his useless face...

This can only show that in Ning Sui's eyes, his swordsmanship is no match for his face, which is a great shame...

Lin Xingye still had a stick in his throat, but he still didn't give up on eating the mimosa in the spoon.

He was also aroused, and really wanted to hear what Ning Sui had just said, what exactly did he want?She slandered him before and was interested in him, but now how can she torture him?

In Lin Xingye's heart, he and Ning Sui had formed too many bridges, and the idea that the two were old enemies was deeply rooted.Even though Ning Sui thought about him many times, Lin Xingye felt that Ning Sui was just looking at him as a joke, and maybe he was still using him as a plaything for fun.

Among the dragon clan, it is not uncommon to raise playthings.Even Lin Xingye's father had raised seventy or eighty concubines and concubines in the city that never sleeps, and there were countless guests without names.

Lin Xingye raised his eyes, his eyes were as cold as stars quenching snow, and looked straight into Ning Sui's eyes.

Ning Sui didn't dare to look at him, for fear that he would be abrupt and turn his head away very quickly.

Lin Xingye's eyes were cold, and he thought in his heart: Coward, hypocrisy.I thought about all the disrespect just now, but now I don't open my face, what's the use.

If Ning Sui really understood etiquette, he shouldn't be thinking about him like that in his heart.

Lin Xingye was outraged, and took advantage of Ning Sui's daring to look away, and scolded: "Presumptuous."

What he said is not nonsense, the rules of the cultivation world are strict, and the junior brother must respect the senior brother as usual.Only Ning Sui could not say anything about bullying him in his previous life, and not call him a senior brother at all.In this life, he still disregards the dignity and ethics, and arranges him randomly in his heart.

Ning Sui also knew that he was rude, but he didn't want to do any more rude actions. Hearing his senior scold him, he was willing to accept the punishment: "Senior brother, I was the one who was rude, and I would like to be punished by senior brother."

Lin Xingye really wanted to punish him, but Ning Suiming only made a small mistake on the surface, even if the punishment should go to Yuanzong's Hall of Good and Evil, he shouldn't do it for him.

Lin Xingye endured the various ways of punishing Ning Sui that had turned in his mind, and prepared to do it himself next time when he found a sufficient reason to punish Ning Sui.

At this moment, he didn't want to see Ning Sui at all, so he put the spoon into the stone pot, threw a purification technique and left.

Ning Sui wanted to ask him where he was going, but he also knew that this senior brother would not answer him, so he could only give up.

The two of them were obsessed with cultivating the formation and hardly slept.One is not good at camping in the wild, and did not sleep all night, so even though they talked for a long time, Chen Jiang and the others are still resting.

Holding the sword alone, Lin Xingye walked into the depths of the forest in the morning breeze.

There was a cold look on his brows, and the snow clothes moved slightly in the long wind. Even if he was alone, no monsters in the mountains and forests would dare to move an inch.

When Lin Xingye really felt safe and clean at a place where there were no people or monsters, the snowy color between his brows moved, he frowned slightly, put his hands on the big tree next to him, bent slightly, and covered his cheeks with black hair.

The Dragon Clan doesn't eat grass. The mimosa Lin Xingye used was worse than chewing wax. What's more, his stomach couldn't digest grass that hadn't been specially treated.

Especially when he ate mimosa, not only did he fail to achieve his original goal, but he was also slandered by Ning Sui in a new round.