I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

As everyone said, Lin Fuyu is the little fairy of Hanhuai River, even if he is ignorant, he shouldn't hang out with Lord Manhuang in the middle of the night.

Ning Yu also knew this truth. When Qiu Manxi wanted to stay and take care of Lin Fuyu before, he also used this excuse to refute it, but he didn't expect that Feng Shui would turn to him so soon.

It's just that Ning Jianzun has been in a high position for many years, and he only allowed the state officials to set fires and prevent the people from lighting lamps. He immediately forgot what he had said before.

He was too lazy to deal with them too much, and said directly: "Since you can't take care of him well, then I will take care of him on Lin Fanjun's behalf."

This is the meaning of taking Lin Fuyu to the wild?

Song Jingsheng's pupils shrank, and he lost his voice: "No!"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at her suspiciously.

Song Jingsheng also knew that she had lost her composure after she said the words, she raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, and looked at Shang Ning Yu with a smile that was not a smile, and looked at him with some horror.

Did he already know?

Ever since Ning Yu took charge of the wilderness, Mr. Qingchuan was often busy with the trivial matters of the magic cultivator. He himself didn't know what he was doing every day, so he was at ease.

If it was put in the past, he wouldn't even look at such a trivial matter. This time, he gathered everyone here with such a big fanfare, maybe it was the idea of ​​beating Lin Fuyu away.

The more Song Jingsheng thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Although Ning Yu was arrogant and conceited in his eyes, he would not be so self-willed. He made things worse in the middle of the night, and his ultimate goal might be to force her to hand over Lin Fuyu. .

Seeing Song Jingsheng's face getting more and more ugly, Ning Yu thought: This woman is too smart.

Ning Yu propped his elbows on the couch, propped his head and stared at them indifferently.

On weekdays, Yi Xuefeng always likes to look at people lazily with her head propped on her hands and her head tilted. The postures of the two are very similar, but Yi Xuefeng's one is lazy and confusing, and Ning Yu's posture is the same. But it was quite different. He sat with his long legs spread apart, and that arrogant posture made people feel scared and wanted to hit him.

"Linfan Junlin entrusted Lin Fuyu to you before his ascension, you are lucky, you have injured him one after another, and there is still poison in his meridians." Ning Yu said coldly, "I haven't asked you for an explanation yet. , you are so lucky that you want me to explain to you? Ladies and gentlemen, do you think this makes sense?"

Hearing that there was residual poison in Lin Fuyu's meridian, except for Song Jingsheng, everyone was shocked and said: "Impossible, the little fairy has been living in Hanhuai River, and we elders take turns to protect each other, so it is impossible Someone poisoned him."

Ning Yu sneered again: "Take turns to protect each other? That's really nice to say, so why did I hear that Xiao Xianjun entered the forbidden area alone a few days ago, and was almost killed by that evil beast? That's what you said, I believe protect?"

Everyone was startled and looked at each other.

Song Jingsheng never said a word, but kept staring at Ning Yu, as if he wanted to stop him but didn't know how to do it.

Ning Yu's iron heart is used to it, and his patience has reached its limit. He waved his hand and said: "That's it, I will take Lin Fuyu back to the wilderness as soon as the Immortal Dao Ceremony is over. If anyone has any objections, just come here with a sword. "

The faces of the elders were also ugly. Anyone who watched a foreigner take the young master of Hanhuaichuan away with strong means would feel very dissatisfied in his heart.

Originally, "Sword Master" was just a class title for sword cultivators who had cultivated to a certain level, but after Ning Yu put down the chaos of the four realms demon cultivators with a sword, no one dared to use the title "Sword Master" anymore.

Ning Jianzun's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, even Gui Hongshan's master can't pass a hundred moves in his hands, let alone a person from Hanhuaichuan.

Everyone was almost pissed off, but they were afraid of Ning Yu's cultivation and didn't dare to say anything. They could only look at each other and agreed with humiliation.

Ning Yu glanced at the crowd, then turned his gaze to Song Jingsheng, and said calmly, "Master Song, what do you think?"

Song Jingsheng tightly clenched his hands in his wide sleeves, forcibly suppressing his urge to speak, and after a long while, his voice seemed to come out from between his teeth, and he said with difficulty: "Then... Xiao Xianjun will trouble Master Jian to take care of him. "

Nan Zong on the side was full of disapproval. He was straightforward and didn't think too much like others. When he was about to refuse, Song Jingsheng grabbed his forearm.

Nan Zong frowned and turned his head, Song Jingsheng palely shook his head at him, signaling that too much would not help.

Nan Zong was stupefied, Ning Yu had already made a decision on this matter, and finally said something human: "I'm sorry, everyone, please."

To make Ning Yu say "please"—although it was just an order to chase away guests—he instinctively felt that he was a little unreasonable in this matter.

Everyone was invited out by him in a daze, and just as Nan Zong was about to speak, Ning Yu slammed the door indifferently.

Song Jingsheng's face was extremely ugly, and she seemed not to hear the others talking to her, and left in a daze.

Nan Zong was almost hit on the nose by the door, and was so angry that he wanted to jump.

The elder at the side held him back, sighed and said, "The deal is done, so it's useless to talk more."

Nan Zong said angrily: "I just want to ask, since everything is settled, what is he still doing in Xiaoxianjun's room?"

Everyone realized this problem after a while, and looked back at the room where the lights had been turned off, and were stunned for a long time.

Ning Yu didn't care about what nasty things they were thinking. He went to the inner room and picked up Qie Yun, who was lying on his back, forced him to turn into his real body and threw him on the table. Yi Xuefeng wrapped his clothes around his slender waist with one hand, and put him "softly" on the couch.

As soon as Yi Xuefeng landed on the bed, the back of her head hit the bed with a "bang", making a loud noise.

Ning Yu: "..."

Ning Yu felt a little guilty, looked at Yi Xuefeng who seemed to be in pain and wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up because of the medicine, stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of his head, and whispered: "It doesn't hurt."

Yi Xuefeng answered him with a frown.

Ning Yu understood on his own: "Well, it really doesn't hurt."

It wasn't until Yi Xuefeng fell asleep again that Ning Yu stretched out his hand to hang between his brows, stretched out a strand of spiritual power into his sea of ​​consciousness, and slowly drew out an illusory sparrow feather.

The feather dissipated into broken light in mid-air, and Yi Xuefeng's consciousness that had been forcibly slumbered back into the cage little by little, and soon became a normal deep sleep.

Ning Yu looked at him by the bed for a long time before sighing silently.

When Yi Xuefeng woke up, she only felt that her head was beaten by some spiritual weapon, and she felt a dull pain.

He covered his head and cursed, frowned and touched the side, vaguely said: "Qieyun, did you hit me in the middle of the night?"

Qie Yun also squatted aside with his head in his arms, and raised his head with aggrieved face: "Father, I thought you hit me, my head hurts so much."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

The father and son looked at each other with their heads in their arms. Their eyes were full of distrust for each other. They all thought that the other party must have beaten him up while venting his personal anger while sleeping at night.

Until Yi Xuefeng finished his breakfast, he looked at Qie Yun with suspicion.

Yesterday, Qieyun turned into his true form and was mercilessly thrown onto the table by Ning Yu. Not only did he have a headache and his whole body ached, but also with Yi Xuefeng's suspicious eyes, he suddenly felt even more wronged.

"Father!" Qie Yun covered his heart, and said with a heartbroken heart, "I have a whole heart for you, and you can't jump to conclusions without evidence! If someone else is framed by you like this, he will definitely be smashed to death. On the pillar, here, there is a pillar in front of you, if you look at me like this again, I will hit it later! Run over and hit it!"

Yi Xuefeng walked towards Ye Fangcao's residence while looking back at him suspiciously: "It's really not you? But except you, no one will enter my room."

Yi Xuefeng's memory of last night was not very clear, she just fell asleep in a groggy state, and didn't have much memory after that.

Qie Yun suddenly felt heartbroken: "Don't you know my temperament? If I really want to teach someone a lesson, I will definitely beat him while he is awake, so that I can vent my anger."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng retreated half a step to the side without any trace, and ran away quickly after getting away from this terrible weapon.

Qie Yun: "..."

Qie Yun knew that he had said something wrong, so he hurried to catch up: "Wait for me! Listen to my explanation!"

Yi Xuefeng had just recovered from a serious illness, and Qieyun caught up with her before she ran very far.

Qie Yun tugged at his sleeve and acted coquettishly: "Father, Daddy, it's really not me, and I'm not the only one who can enter your room. Think about it carefully, who would have the audacity to sneak into your room in the middle of the night? And didn't do anything just to slap you on the head and leave?"

Qie Yun just wanted to clear himself of the suspicion and prove that he was not so naive and held grudges, but after saying that, Yi Xuefeng actually thought about it seriously.

Before he could figure out why, suddenly there was a series of footsteps nearby, Yi Xuefeng turned his head, and met Ning Yu's extremely indifferent face.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Qie Yun: "..."

There really is!

Yi Xuefeng was no longer afraid of Ning Yu, he stepped forward, stopped Ning Yu, and said straight to the point: "Did Sword Master go to my room last night?"

Ning Yu frowned and said, "Nonsense, what am I going to do in your room?"

After he finished speaking, the corner of his lips glanced down, the curve was very subtle, if he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't have noticed it, but Yi Xuefeng saw it, and he thought to himself: "Oh, I'm lying, that's him."

Probably because Ning Yu stuffed his mouth with grass before, he has learned to control his temper, Yi Xuefeng took a deep breath and tried to keep smiling: "Dare to ask Sword Master, did I bite your hand again last night? ?”

It can make you hit so hard, and now the back of his head is still aching.

Ning Yu said, "No bite."

After he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it. Isn't this an indirect admission that he went to his room?

Yi Xuefeng had a "really so" expression, and the look of disgust in her eyes was about to overflow.

Ning Yu became angry from embarrassment: "What are you looking at, go practice your sword!"

Yi Xuefeng sneered, he also learned his sneer from Ning Yu since he was a child, but Ning Yu can make people stiff with a sneer, Yi Xuefeng imitated him intact, but he could learn to feign anger The seductive style comes.

Yi Xuefeng said coldly: "Jianzun, go and practice the sword by yourself."

After he was finished, he turned around and left, and at the same time thought bitterly in his heart: "You can live with your sword for the rest of your life!"

Ning Yu looked at Yi Xuefeng leaving angrily at the same place, his face was full of doubts, he seemed not to understand why he was angry again, didn't he enter his room, it wasn't the first time, this is worth being angry ?

Ning Yu couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he had to go out to buy candied hawthorn with a sullen face.

Well, Yi Xuefeng seemed to like that one last time, so I went to buy that one.

The author has something to say: Ning Yu: If you eat my hawthorn, you won't be angry anymore.

Yi Xuefeng was so angry that he passed out.Come read the novel!So fast, dear!