Villain: The hostess collapsed after killing the woman to preach

For the name Ye Chen, Wuming is obviously a little unfamiliar, and he doesn't even know that Ye Chen exists in the sect.

But Ning Jie knew very well that when he suppressed Lin Bei, he accidentally met Ye Chen who was in the outer sect. Originally, Ye Chen was just an ordinary disciple, but his name was too conspicuous.

But after careful inspection, Ning Jie found that his luck was very ordinary, not a child of luck, so he didn't pay much attention to him.

But now it's different.

The source of luck in Lin Bei's body was shattered. Looking at the Tianyan Continent, everyone has the opportunity to obtain the fragments of the source of luck and grow into a child of luck.

Due to his sensitivity to the name Ye Chen, Ning Jie felt that it was necessary to pay attention to this guy.

It's just that now he is going to take Si Luo to the mountain of the Bold Clan, so the task of monitoring Ye Chen has to find someone again, and everyone in the entire Miaoyin Sect is busy now, and Ning Jie doesn't know who to look for for a while.

But he thought of Wuming, he only has one thing to do every day, and Wuming's strength is also very strong, so it would be a very good candidate for him to monitor Ye Chen.

Seeing Wuming holding his sword and meditating, Ning Jie reminded:

"Remember the name?"

Although Wuming didn't understand the reason for this, he didn't care anymore and nodded his head in agreement.

Ning Jie was very satisfied with this, and showed a knowing smile, then took out a jade pendant and handed it to Wuming, saying:|

"This is a jade talisman for communication. You can send it to me three times. If there is something unusual about Ye Chen, please send it to me. Remember, this jade talisman only has three opportunities for communication. It must be when something important happens." Subpoena."

Wuming took the jade talisman, checked it out and said:

"Understood, where is my method of pretending to be coercive?"

"Don't worry, you are indispensable."

A small blue book appeared in Ning Jie's hands like a conjuring trick. This small book was compiled by him temporarily. There was nothing profound about it, and it was all about the most basic tricks of pretending to be aggressive.

Seeing this book, Wuming's eyes suddenly flashed a light, and his whole body became energized, and he quickly took the book.

I saw a few large black characters written on the blue book cover:

"Pretentious one hundred and eight styles"

These big characters obviously stimulated Wuming's nerves, and he cheered up his whole body. He couldn't wait to throw the long sword in his hand on the ground, and then opened the secret book of pretense with full expectation.

The catalog of books that catches the eye is lined up with various methods of pretending.

"Pretending to be the first style: appearing in front of people"

"Pretending to be the second style: pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger"

"Pretending to be the third style: the hero saves the beauty"

"..."

Wuming chanted these methods in his mouth, but he still didn't quite understand the meaning of them.

But when he continued to turn back, after reading the detailed explanation and operation method written by Ning Jie, he suddenly understood, and said again and again:

"It's like this! It's like this!"

"I got it!"

"I got it!"

"The divine book! This is the divine book of the world!"

Seeing that Wuming was already immersed in the pretentious cheats and couldn't extricate himself, Ning Jie smiled indifferently, and quietly left Zizhu Forest without stopping any longer.

At this time, it was evening.

The summer night is extremely quiet, the chirping of insects in the mountains is accompanied by the sound of the stream falling, which is harmonious and peaceful.

Ning Jie looked up at the sky.

The night was far away, the stars were twinkling, and there was still a bright moon hanging in the black night sky.

Seeing the bright moon, Ning Jie suddenly thought of Master Qiu Yuebai again.

In the relationship between the two lives and Qiuyuebai, at first he only came into contact with Qiuyuebai's instruction form in order to complete the system's tasks, but after getting along for a long time, he also developed a different emotion for Qiuyuebai in his heart.

In the previous life when Qiu Yuebai lost all her cultivation, after pushing Qiu Yuebai off the cliff with her own hands, Ning Jie felt extremely remorseful and remorseful.

Fortunately, with this chance of rebirth, he had the chance to start over with Qiu Yuebai.

After getting along with each other in these two lifetimes, Ning Jie can no longer avoid his truest thoughts. There is no doubt that he has fallen in love with Qiu Yuebai.

He has been looking for opportunities to confide his feelings to Qiu Yuebai, but he has been planning to kill Lin Bei before, so there is no suitable opportunity.

Now Lin Bei is dead, and he is about to leave the sect for a long journey.

Ning Jie felt that if he didn't look for an opportunity to express his thoughts to Qiu Yuebai, he wouldn't know that he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

Looking at the bright moon, he suddenly made up his mind:

Choosing a day is worse than bumping into it, tonight he will express his truest thoughts to Master Qiu Yuebai, his master can't control so much anymore!

Done!

Thinking of this, Ning Jie didn't have any worries anymore, his heart was full of pride, and he was bound to take down Master Qiu Yuebai tonight.

He strode back to his residence, took out the two altars of fine wine he had brewed, and walked towards Qiu Yuebai's room.

During this short journey, Ning Jie walked very slowly.

Arriving in front of the master's door, Ning Jie found that Qiu Yuebai's room was not lit, but completely dark.

"What's the situation? Master went to bed so early? Or is he busy with sect affairs and hasn't come back yet?"

Ning Jie muttered to himself, stepped forward and tentatively knocked on the door and called out:

"Master?"

"Is Master here?"

However, no one responded to him, and the room was still silent.

Ning Jie paced and pondered outside the house, and finally he mustered up the courage to say:

"Master, the disciple has come in!"

Without any hesitation, he directly pushed open the door of Qiu Yuebai's room, and strode into it.

The house is not lit, but the scene in the room can still be seen through the bright moonlight through the window. It is antique, and everything is very familiar, but Qiu Yuebai is not there.

Not being able to see Qiu Yuebai made Ning Jie feel a little lost for a while.

But suddenly, when his eyes fell on Qiuyuebai's jade bed, he keenly caught an object, which made him excited.

I saw a pair of black ice silk socks on the jade bed.

"This……"

Ning Jie recognized that the black ice silk socks were exactly what he had given to Master Qiu Yuebai. At this moment, he couldn't help but hold his breath, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Could it be that the master has already worn the black ice silk socks?

hiss--

As a normal man, Ning Jie's thoughts had already flown beyond the sky, and he couldn't help thinking about Qiu Yuebai's "low-job" figure, and his perfect jade legs, what he would look like after wearing these black ice silk socks...