Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 58 Dark Field Rehearsal

Just as I was about to answer, Jing Nian suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled it down. I could only lean back and support the ground with my hands to maintain my balance.

What are you doing?I have said that I hate people touching my hair.

Not only did he knowingly commit the crime, but he also viciously ground the soft earlobe with his canine teeth, almost bleeding.

And I've only recently resumed some shameful reflex program.

Fortunately, this stimulation was much softer than the previous experience.

The bad thing is that my sobriety is not out of control, so the matching syllables overflow from my throat honestly.

Jing Nian became considerate in an untimely manner, and flicked something gleaming and flickering on my face.

Let go, drop the bell, stop the sound.

He said earlier that he only brought one thing, but it was this?

What distracting thoughts, I think this person's mind is full of distracting thoughts!

The picture of the unburnt erotic pages in the bonfire played repeatedly in my mind. I just wanted to spit out Jiang Mianling, and my tongue was itchy and numb.

Being aware of the intention, Jing Nian covered his mouth.

He whispered in my ear: "Senior brother, if Bai Shuang comes in, can you not think about this scene and these smells?"

My pupils shrank in shock, and I almost couldn't help making a confused sound.

The cave didn't even have a door, and Bai Shuang was only tens of meters away from us.

Jing Nian is really crazy.

But he didn't seem to do anything, but I did the frivolous things to him, and my hands were full of evidence.

It seems to be counted again.

After a difficult few minutes, like quicksand in an hourglass, she finally heard footsteps going away, and Bai Shuang probably turned back to find someone in the middle of the lake.

Only then did Jing Nian let go, straightened his clothes slowly, and said, "Senior brother is still pretending to be a dog."

I coughed loudly with relief and distanced myself from him.

Jing Nian didn't take it seriously, and continued: "Did you know? Dogs, regardless of male or female, will ride on their own kind."

Of course I know.

Common sense that you can know with just a search.

They confirm their status through this behavior, but in fact, they cannot exchange their biological identities.

Just like Jing Nian and me.

It turned out that he had seen through my strong intentions a long time ago, and obeyed the situation for a while, and later satirized my futility.

I had nothing to say, and he was not happy with the victory, but walked out of the cave with some melancholy.

"Today is just a warning, don't provoke me like this again, brother, you don't understand anything."

Inexplicable, do not understand what?I clearly have the most complete theoretical information.

After all, Jing Nian still failed to break through to the end of the Nascent Soul, and the elders were full of regret when they talked.

I curled my lips, if they knew that Jing Nian worked hard to practice in order not to make Wu Yunzong feel better, they wouldn't regret it.

It's ironic that the proud son of heaven who caught everyone's attention is actually the dirty demon they got and punished back then.

But even if I tell the truth, no one will believe it. In this world, strength determines the right to speak. I probably can only sit and chat with Xu Jinping on an equal footing.

He has been taking the medicine given by Xue Jiajia on time, the night sleep in his body has been suppressed very well, and the frequency of going to the dining room to steal food has become less and less, and he is almost considered an ordinary mental illness.

As a time-travel outsider, I like to chat with psychopaths, because their wild minds may have come from somewhere.

But unfortunately, there is no player chip like Xue Jiajia in the skin behind Xu Jin's ears.

He is just an ordinary NPC, who suffered some stimuli in the fire more than ten years ago and became mentally disturbed.

After staying with him for several days, no new mission prompt popped up.

To be precise, since I entered the ice lake, the mission has been stagnant, and Xu Jin is obviously an NPC that has little to do with the current plot.

I comforted myself that maybe one day in the future, he would be able to shine.

Didn't number 3 say it?Be at ease with the development of the plot.

So I gradually stopped avoiding contact with people. It is strange to say that after I left the customs, few people in the sect came to me to provoke troubles. When they saw me from a distance, they began to whisper to each other. When I approached, they dispersed again. .

As for Jing Nian, even when he got closer, he pretended not to see my greeting hand.

It seems that he is still thinking about what happened last time.

I scratched my head, and in order to hide my embarrassment, I casually asked Xu Jin: "Haha, I don't know what the other disciples are talking about."

He didn't expect the crazy Xu Jin to answer, but he suddenly spit out a word. "Taoist."

I asked Xue Jiajia suspiciously, but he laughed wickedly. "You are living so comfortably that you don't even know where it will be."

"Stop playing charades with me."

"Hey, your machines won't grow up with age, but people will. Jing Nian is almost old enough to be a couple, and you have stayed in the ice lake for a thousand days. There is no third person. Now everyone in the sect It has been passed on to both of you.” He got up and groped on the bookshelf, “It’s strange, I clearly remembered Long Yang’s erotic pictures, why can’t I find them?”

Because I was burned.

I cleared my throat and changed the subject: "Where's Qin Simu, he's usually so annoying, I've been out of customs for so long, why haven't I seen him?"

"The alchemy room is guarding, and it seems that he is about to refine the prescription he wants." Xue Jiajia replied perfunctorily, his gossip soul was burning, and I didn't go in. I asked persistently: "You really don't have dual cultivation?"

"I don't know what double cultivation is."

"Spiritual consciousness is fused with each other or the body is fused with each other, and one of the two is enough."

"……nothing."

Fold in the middle.

"That's right, you are a robot, this fairy can't be so cyber."

Xue Jiajia is like a diode, always flashing between negative and positive states, and there is never a transition period.He was disappointed by my answer for a moment, and immediately said with enthusiasm: "It's just right, I can show him this."

I just noticed that there was a roster on his desk, and there were a hundred or so names listed on it, all of which were extremely elegant words.

"Elder Yanzhen asked me to sort it out. Among all the sects in Tianyi City, the female cultivators with the best appearance and aptitude should find time for them to meet Jing Nian one by one."

Isn't this a blind date?

My brain got hot, and I blurted out: "How can this be? You haven't even asked Jing Nian for his own opinion."

Arranged marriages are not advisable.

Xue Jiajia shrugged, "Shuangxiu can make people's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, and he just experienced a broken mirror failure. What reason is there for refusing? Besides, there are many candidates with a furnace physique on the roster."

"But...but..."

"As you know, the final task given by the player system is to save Jing Nian, which means that he will face a certain degree of danger in the future, so naturally the stronger his cultivation, the better."

I couldn't refute his words, so I simply picked up the roster and ran out of the room. "Then master, rest for a while, I will send him the roster."

"Didn't I rest all the time... Hey! Slow down, don't fall!"

I ran until I could no longer hear Xue Jiajia's voice, then I stopped, staring blankly at the black and white writing in my hand.

I don't know what's wrong with me either.

I have indeed had close contact with Jing Nian and know his background, but it seems that our distance has not been shortened.

Shuangxiu is the closest relationship in this world.

So, what if there is such a person standing closer than me?

Can she accept Jing Nian's bad face?

Or, Jing Nian will put away sharp thorns for her?

I don't know, the system started reporting errors again, reminding me that I was overthinking and running overloaded.

Only then did I realize that I was walking in the room until it was dark, and the roster that was two palms wide was about to be folded into the size of a fingernail by me.

That being the case, let's send the roster to Jing Nian tomorrow.

In order not to make Jing Nian angry again, let's rehearse it first.

The precognitive dreams that have always made me embarrassing and embarrassed finally came in handy.

It was also the first time I actively started the dream program.

I lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, secretly looking forward to it.