Sometimes, in order to maintain Ming Zhongqing's hatred, Shi Yan would even show his support when others spoke ill of Zhongqing.

【Yes, she is indeed a vexatious person. 】

Then beat up that inexplicable guy again.

What did that sentence say.

"I just like the look on your face."

"This humiliation makes me hate and resent my expression."

But... when it comes to reality, it seems to be a little different.

Shi Yan looked at Ming Zhongqing in front of him.

She didn't know what Ming Zhongqing's favorability towards her was at this moment.

Logically speaking, it should be inherited from the [Words Not Speculating] in the game.

But...according to Shi Yan's experience and analysis of Ming Zhongqing, Ming Zhongqing's favorability for him should not be very bad.

This guy is just tired.

It will probably be [meet by chance] or [know each other well] or something like that.

"Cultivation has broken through very quickly, and they have already reached the spiritual realm." Shi Yan fed the little girl Ba in his arms, and Ming Zhongqing sat opposite Shi Yan.

On the side of the table, there is a mandala with a frosty face, sitting there motionless and staring at the two.

"Still... can't catch up with you." Ming Zhongqing realized something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth.

She tightly held the hands in her sleeves, and looked at Shi Yan cautiously, for fear that Shi Yan might have some wonderful 'misunderstanding' because of her words.

"Me?" Shi Yan was taken aback for a moment.

She didn't have any wonderful 'misunderstanding', mainly because Ming Zhongqing's expression was so easy to guess.

"I'm different."

"You can't compare with me."

Ming Zhongqing pursed his lips lightly.

really.

Shi Yan's words were almost an indirect acknowledgment of her cultivation.

This person... His current cultivation might have reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

Can't help but want to mutter, why can't it be compared.

But... in the end, he swallowed the words in his stomach.

The topic between the two of them turned to the direction of parents' short stories.

Aside——

The expression and eyes of Pure Color Mandala didn't even change a bit, and remained motionless.

"Jing...won't sister Jingse eat?" The little girl Ba finished all the mutton in her own bowl and half of Shi Yan's bowl.

And pitifully, he put his gaze into the bowl of the pure color mandala.

She... she is not the meat of sister Tanjingse.

It's a waste to see that sister Jingse doesn't eat.

If it was in the past, the Pure Color Mandala would definitely say not to eat so much meat in the morning, too much is too much, and so on.

But... this time, the Pure Color Mandala just gave the girl all the meat in the bowl.

Then, under Shi Yan's and Ming Zhongqing's twitching gazes, he picked up the bowl and raised his head, without even swallowing, just 'poured' the soup into his stomach.

Shi Yan's eyelids were jumping wildly.

Today's solid color...is very wrong.

"Is Ming Zhongqing's visit to Le'an City also the "Tomb of Loulan"? "The teacher's words changed the subject.

Ming Zhongqing was still very fanatical about the growth of his cultivation.

Although... Shi Yan knew that there was a thousand-to-one possibility that Ming Zhongqing came for himself, but what if?

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I said it wrong.

Ming Zhongqing just looked at Shi Yan, "Yeah."

After a long time, she nodded in confidence.

"And... I already know the location to enter the "Tomb of Loulan". "

The whole inn seemed to be silent for a moment.

It's just because Shi Yan couldn't attack, but Shi Yan could still feel that his eyes were all on Ming Zhongqing.

"This guy...really..." Shi Yan couldn't help curling his lips.

Ming Zhongqing is completely fearless to those gazes cast on him.

Even... as if it had been expected.

at the same time--

On the other side of the inn.

The girl hiding under the cloak clutches her bowl tightly.

"Who is she, who is she, who is she!!!"

Donghuangli bit her chopsticks, the chopsticks were about to be broken by the girl.

"Why is she so close to sister Shiyan?"

"By the way~" Shi Yan looked at Ming Zhongqing, "Has Ming Zhongqing booked a room?"

"If there is no reservation, there is a vacant room just across from me."

click-

The chopsticks were directly bitten off.

"mine..."

"That's my room!!!"

"That's where I generate electricity for sister Shiyan!!!"

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When it seemed that everyone was looking at Shi Yan and Ming Zhongqing.

But Shi Yan could feel... there seemed to be a different gaze in it.

She turned her head and looked at the opposite side——

At the corner of the box behind the railing, a table was half-hidden, and a girl from the Taiyi sect raised her head and was looking at herself.

Unlike everyone else, the young girl's eyes didn't show any hostility or covetousness.

Beneath the hood of the cloak, a pair of beautiful eyes, also star-blue, were soft and calm.

Shi Yan turned around.

She didn't know that girl.

In my memory, that pretty and soft little face has never appeared before.

But for Shi Yan, when he saw a girl from the Taiyi School appearing there, he could probably only say, "Oh, it's the Taiyi School."

"That's all right."

What more could she say.

Go up and say hello?

Forget it...Ghost knows if this girl from the Taiyi Sect will suddenly say, "Miss Shiyan, I've also read your book..."

It's okay to say anything else, in case Ming Zhongqing's curiosity is aroused in front of him.

The devastating consequences... Shi Yan despairs just thinking about it.

Shi Yan had already fantasized about the resurgence of turmoil in Nanjun City.

Even... Shi Yan had already seen Xia Xia standing in front of him, whose eyes were almost wet, biting his lip in aggrieved manner, then took out a book and held hands with Wen Ruya's ten fingers, pushing the other party's wall on the wall Scrolls on the wall.

Ask yourself what's going on in the picture.

hiss--

Misfire Misfire.

How much water must be poured on this fire to extinguish it.

As for Xia Xia's short energy bar in the game...I'm afraid I have to wring Xia Xia dry.

Shi Yan shook her head, expelling the horrible picture from her mind, she took Ming Zhongqing to look at the room.

Donghuangli probably won't come back for a while.

Even if she came back...it would be fine to let her sleep in her own room, on the floor by herself, or go back to her aunt.

Behind Shi Yan, the girl drinking tea silently watching Shi Yan leave.

He didn't put down the teacup until he saw Shi Yan leave.

thump—

With the sound of the teacup being put down, Donghuangli, who had been standing against the wall, fell down on the table like a puddle of sweaty ooze.

"Woo...Sister Yin." She lay on the table and stretched out her hands towards the girl, coquettishly.

The girl Dong Huangli called her sister Yin.He just looked at the girl's face with an almost helpless and doting smile.

Warm and cool hands reached into the cloak and slid along the girl's cheeks.

"What's the matter? Little...Miss."

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