The green tea female partner wins in the novel about cultivating immortals

Lu Sangjiu felt that Ye Zhiyao was really miserable, being tricked to death by the pseudo-Tiandao.

But...she really felt so good!

It's time to give you the heroine halo. This time the heroine halo has the opposite effect, right?

There was a feeling of secret joy in his heart, but Lu Sangjiu still controlled himself from laughing, otherwise it would be too much like a villain's triumph.

Casting a sympathetic look at Ye Zhiyao, Lu Sangjiu nodded and said, "It does sound quite perverted."

After saying that, she took out a pill and put it into her mouth as agreed. Ye Zhiyao couldn't wait to swallow it.

Lu Sangjiu turned around and walked a few steps, then turned back as if he had just remembered something, "By the way, although the healing elixir can repair your wounds, the full spiritual energy will also fight more fiercely with the demonic energy in your body. oh."

A harmless smile appeared on her face, "To put it simply... you may be in pain for a while, please bear with it."

Ye Zhiyao was stunned, and then she probably felt what Lu Sangjiu said was "very painful". Her face twisted for a moment, and she struggled and screamed, "Lu Sangjiu, you did it on purpose! You vicious woman!"

"I'll kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Ye Zhiyao yelled loudly, completely losing her humility when she first begged her. She also forgot that it was she who asked Lu Sangjiu to give her the elixir.

Lu Sangjiu was not surprised at all, and was not surprised at how quickly Ye Zhiyao changed his face.

This is the kind of person she is, and it would be foolish to really have expectations for her.

Ye Zhiyao's door was closed again, and those harsh and unpleasant curses were also isolated.

Lu Sangjiu rubbed his suffering ears, turned his eyes slightly, and landed on the figure beside the stone table in the courtyard.

It was Cang Ming who had just left. He was sitting there drinking tea with an indifferent expression, his face turned sideways to her, and he had no intention of looking over.

Lu Sangjiu raised his eyebrows slightly and understood something immediately.

So he stepped forward and said, "No wonder you agreed to my request to come out so easily. Co-author wants to use me to make excuses?"

With that said, she sat down on the stone bench next to Cang Ming without ceremony and poured herself a cup of tea.

There was a bit of schadenfreude in his tone, "It's a pity, it seems that the result is not what you expected."

It was indeed unsatisfactory. Cang Ming thought that when Ye Zhiyao met Lu Sangjiu, a fellow student, he would be able to hear something from the conversation between the two.

It's a pity... Ye Zhiyao either really doesn't know anything, or he's too thoughtful and too harsh.

Judging from his observations of Ye Zhiyao in the past few days, Cang Ming felt that it was most likely the former.

This didn't make him feel any more relaxed, but instead made him more doubtful, so much so that he didn't care about Lu Sangjiu's obvious schadenfreude.

After a moment of silence, Cang Ming seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned to look at Lu Sangjiu, "Can you draw?"

Lu Sangjiu was a little confused, "You're still... pretty good at it, what's wrong?"

Cang Ming said "Yeah" and with a wave of his hand, two tables with pens, inks, paper and inkstones appeared. Then he pointed to the one near Lu Sangjiu and said, "Draw Ye Zhiyao's appearance."

Lu Sangjiu: "..."

Understand, he was wondering if he was worrying too much and wanted to test it again.

To be honest, Lu Sangjiu was also a little curious about this pseudo-Tiandao method, so he didn't object to helping him with this small favor.

But help cannot be in vain, it is necessary to take the opportunity to gain some benefits for yourself.

She quickly thought of a request in her mind that would be useful to her but would not go too far and would be rejected by Cang Ming. She said, "Master Sect Master, of course I can do you this favor, but can you also satisfy me a little bit?" A small request?"

Cang Ming raised his eyebrows, "Are you making conditions with me?"

He sneered, "Have you not figured out your situation yet? You are a prisoner. The initiative is mine. No matter what I give you, you can only bear it."

"Of course you can disobey me or cause trouble, but you have to consider the consequences clearly."

As he said this, Cang Ming suddenly came a little closer to her, his eyes narrowed slightly, with bloodthirsty murderous intent, "If you offend me, you won't be as comfortable as you are now."

Lu Sangjiu: "..."

She smiled coquettishly and moved back, "Master, please don't get excited. I just thought that as a big person like you, you wouldn't be stingy when it comes to giving a little charity to a prisoner like me... Well, if you don't want to, forget it. Just pretend I didn’t say it.”

She seemed to say this in a humble way, but in fact it was clearly a provocation, secretly mocking him for being stingy.

Cang Ming naturally knew what kind of little thoughts she had, but to be honest... he didn't reject this kind of cleverness.

The feeling of being in control of everything and watching the little pet play clever tricks under your nose is not bad, even a little pleasant.

Cang Ming suppressed the corners of his lips that turned up unconsciously and said "Oh", "Then I'll give you a chance. What do you want?"

Lu Sangjiu knew that this was probably his only chance. If he said too much, he would definitely anger him. If he said too lightly, he would miss this opportunity.

She licked her lower lips lightly, a little embarrassed, "Um... let me ask you a question. If you think you can answer it, answer it, but as long as you answer it, it must be the truth, okay?"

This request can be advanced, retreated or defended, and there is a high probability that Cang Ming will not refuse.

Sure enough, Cang Ming thought that if he couldn't say anything, he would just not answer, so he nodded happily, then raised his chin and said, "Let's draw."

Lu Sangjiu didn't do ink, so he immediately got up and went to draw with a happy face.

Then Cang Ming walked to another table and started drawing with a pen as well.

To be cautious, he decided to draw what he saw, so that by comparison, he would know whether his eyes or consciousness had been disturbed.

During the painting, the two of them were quiet, and no one disturbed the other.

About half an hour passed, and the two of them put down the brushes in their hands almost at the same time.

In order not to interfere with each other during this period, Cang Ming didn't even raise his head to look at Lu Sangjiu.

At this time, he put down the brush and looked up at Lu Sangjiu, "Did you finish the painting?"

Lu Sangjiu was full of confidence, "The painting is done!"

As she spoke, she lowered her head and gently dried the ink on the paper, then picked up the picture and faced Cang Ming, "Here!"

When Cang Ming saw the painting, he was slightly stunned.

It wasn't because of the appearance of the person in the painting, but... the brushstrokes of this painting made him feel so familiar!

In fact, she was not a person who liked painting. After so many years, she only had two paintings left, of which only one was a portrait and the other was a landscape.

The portrait was made when she specially went to see the so-called most beautiful woman in the world of immortality, and was overjoyed when she saw the beauty.

If he hadn't seen it many times over the years, he probably wouldn't have noticed the similarity.