The corner of the magic path was dug by me [Rebirth]

"You withdraw the spell that doesn't require breathing, and I'll eat it for you." Lu Ningchu held a plate of snacks, and sat opposite Long Yuan across the desk, bargaining.

Long Yuan compared the several talismans drawn yesterday: "This is not within the scope of our barter."

"..." Lu Ningchu stuffed a piece of snack into his mouth, turned his back to him, "Then you won't have anything to eat today."

"Whenever you withdraw the spell, I will eat it for you."

Long Yuan's eyes wavered.

I don't know where this arrogant and willful confidence comes from.

Master Mozun thought so in his heart, but he didn't say a word on his face. On the contrary, when he was writing, he was troubled because no one was studying ink today.

Holding the pen holder, Long Yuan was a little dazed.

He actually got used to it.

He glanced at Lu Ningchu's back, put down his pen, and grinded the ink by himself.

However, when Lu Ningchu heard the sound, he immediately turned around and pressed his hand, quite dissatisfied: "Why are you taking my job!"

Arrogant and capricious.Looking at Lu Ningchu's sparkling eyes, Long Yuan repeated it in his heart.

"Barter. If you don't give it to me, I don't have to give it to you."

Lu Ningchu's eyebrows twitched, and he felt that there was something in the little dragon's words.

The black pupils are bright and pure, revealing every emotion, and Long Yuan didn't miss the flickering panic.He suddenly felt that it was interesting, and calmly turned back to the army: "If you don't give me refreshments, I'm afraid I won't be able to be a servant."

Master Mozun had no childish self-consciousness at all, seeing Lu Ningchu's expression suddenly changed, he added another sentence: "Do you think so?"

It's a head!

Lu Ning was used to bullying Long Yuan at first, and felt dissatisfied when he heard this.But after grinding his teeth, he finally put the dim sum plate in front of Long Yuan, able to bend and stretch.

"Isn't it enough for you?"

Today's dim sum seems to be especially delicious.

Lu Ning studied the ink expressionlessly at the beginning, and the meaning of anger was very obvious.

Long Yuan suddenly discovered that his eyelashes were long and curved, and when he trembled with his master's emotions, it was like the fluttering wings of a butterfly when it was resting.

"Okay." Lu Ningchu put down the ink stick, dissatisfaction could still be heard in his tone.

Long Yuan pushed the remaining half plate of dim sum towards him, dipped in the ink and picked up the pen, his eyes fell on the paper before he said: "Eat it."

After the words are finished, the pen is written.

Lu Ning was stunned at first, and countless nostalgia suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Although the demeanor is different, the tone is similar.In the previous life, in the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses, in the inn in the city, in the dense forest and deep in the mountains, in all kinds of different places, there was a person who took out the snacks in his arms and said to him——

"you eat".

This is his dragon.

It was indeed his Longyeon.

After rebirth, whether Long Yuan in this life would like his panic, finally found a solid and stable fulcrum from the sky with nowhere to rely on.

He watched for too long, Long Yuan raised his head: "Why..."

Lu Ningchu suddenly rushed towards him, covering his mouth tightly: "Breathe! Breathe for me!"

Lu Ning's initial goal of hugging Long Yuan failed after all.

Long Yuan straightened the ripped clothes, glanced at the back figure squatting beside the bookshelf, once again felt that this guy was really arrogant and willful.

The day before, he still had a bad temper, but the next day Lu Ningchu sat beside Long Yuan eagerly.

There is a jade vase on the desk, and a red Yuejianyou is inserted in it.

After becoming a servant, the flowers that were placed on the door every day were brought into the house.There was no vase in the desk, so Lu Ningchu kept putting the flowers in a low vase by the window.

The vase jade is warm and delicate, the color is excellent, transparent and bright, it is already an excellent top grade.There are also hidden patterns on it, which are actually Lingyu.

High-quality spiritual jade is not common, and the practice of carving high-quality spiritual jade into vases is even less common.

Uncommon means that the person who took out the vase is by no means an ordinary person.

Long Yuan's eyes were heavy, and he couldn't see through.

Whether it is a sword cocoon or a vase, since he changed his name and changed his surname to sneak into Mozun's mansion, why is he so ignorant?

"What's the matter with the blood streak in the corner of your eye?"

Long Yuan wanted to use the vase to knock sideways, but Lu Ningchu tilted his head on the table and spoke before him.

There was curiosity and calmness in the ink pupils, Long Yuan was slightly stagnant, and replied: "It is born with it."

"Born?" Lu Ningchu was surprised.

He remembered clearly that in the previous life, Long Yuan's face was clean, why in this life, the little dragon's face has some bloody patterns of demonic aura.

"how?"

"It's nothing." Lu Ningchu smiled.

Long Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he saw his shining white teeth, and said rather frivolously: "I just think it looks good."

Although it is a monster, it is true to look good.

And considering where Long Yuan was born, it doesn't seem surprising to have this blood pattern.Why couldn't there be some traces of the magic dragon that came out of the bloody sea of ​​Futu.He had never seen it in his previous life, perhaps it was Long Yuan who refined it.

Long Yuan: "..."

Who is Xu Zhengdao's real king?

I'm afraid this righteous way is about to die.

"Be quiet." Master Mozun didn't want to be entangled with frivolous people, so he withdrew the sign of seriousness.

Lu Ningchu continued to tilt his head to look at him, and didn't read his book until he frowned slightly and made a mistake in his writing.

However, as far as Long Yuan is concerned, Lu Ningchu is an unidentified orthodox monk after all, and he cannot completely let go of his guard before he understands his purpose.When arranging the papers, he wanted to mention the temptation of the vase, but he was attracted by the bandage on Lu Ningchu's right wrist.

This bandage is due to being whipped by Gu Mingli.Counting the time, almost one month has passed since then.

Gu Mingli's gold wire and iron whip is made of black iron produced in Minggu, quenched with water from the Nine Nether Ice Tan, and when he swings it, he will generate evil spirits.Wherever it hurts, if its cultivation level is lower than or similar to that of Gu Mingli, the wound will be extremely difficult to heal.

Lu Ningchu's bandages have been wrapped for nearly a month, which fits the description of "extremely difficult to heal".

But Long Yuan knew it was fake.

As early as when the two of them clasped hands, Lu Ningchu had already been exposed.

Lu Ningchu used his hand to support the whip, the palm was considered to be the heaviest, and the wound was also considered to be the deepest.But when they clasped their hands that day, Lu Ningchu's bandages had already retreated to his wrists, and the palms were intact.

It can be seen that the bandages on his hands are only deceptive, and they are not "covered" carefully.

Although Gu Mingli's cultivation was poured out from the treasures of heaven and earth, he has already established a foundation.Lu Ningchu's wound healed so quickly and was so intact, it was indeed above the level of Jindan.

"What's wrong with the injury on your right hand?" Long Yuan asked casually.

"Ah?" Lu Ningchu raised his head, suddenly rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, and smiled while undoing the bandage, "It's alright, don't worry!"

Long Yuan was speechless for a moment, I don't know why Lu Ningchu felt that he was caring about him.

Obviously, he wanted to use this to remind him that he already knew the identity of his spy.

He was warning him.

The skin under the bandage was as good as new, and it was so white that it was dazzling. The wrist bones were slender, like a young man, and he could hold it with one hand.If you hold it heavier, I'm afraid it will turn red immediately...

Long Yuan was startled to realize that he was reveried, and hurriedly turned his eyes back to the paper, and bluntly said: "En."

"Huh?" Lu Ningchu was quite sensitive to his emotions, and immediately turned his head to look at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Without waiting for Long Yuan to answer, he blinked and said with a smirk, "Are you shy?"

Long Yuan was startled, he never thought that the sudden reverie would be seen through, and he was secretly annoyed at how to expose it.

"Oh, don't be embarrassed to care about me." Lu Ningchu was very proud.

Long Yuan: "..."

He put a stack of papers on Lu Ningchu's face: "Do your thing."

Even so, Long Yuan took another look at Lu Ningchu's white and slender forearm that was exposed outside.

Moving his gaze upwards, he touched the messy sleeves of his shirt.

Irregular.

Righteousness is dead.

Not to mention the rules, but the positive type, and Lu Ningchu is getting less and less.

Noticing that the people around him are slowly lying down on the desk, reading books standing upright, the ancient well of Longyuan is calm, and the heart is calm, and another stroke is wrong.

He crumpled the paper expressionlessly, threw it into the waste paper bin, and gave Lu Ningchu a nonchalant glance.

He has nothing to do with this fellow.

Even if he couldn't smell the scent of this guy, there was nothing he could do.As long as he saw those warm and straightforward eyes, he couldn't get any annoyance.

He has received the admiring gaze of countless people, but no one's gaze can surpass this person's enthusiasm.

The ink-soaked tip of the pen hangs in the air, never falling.

Lu Yi's eyes were far more than enthusiastic than others.

Longyeon thought.

In those dark eyes, when looking at him, they are always warm, bright, frank, and dependent, with all kinds of emotions in them, more complex than others, more focused than others, and sincere than others.

It made him wonder more than once if he had forgotten something.

"The ink is dripping down." His left arm was suddenly poked.

Looking sideways, Lu Ningchu's face was pressed against the table, deformed by the hard surface of the table, with cute bulges under the eyes.

... He actually thought this plain face was cute.

Long Yuan turned his head back blankly, and changed a piece of paper.

illusion.

After Lu Ning entered the hall and entered the room, the rumors in Mozun's mansion became more and more popular.Many people who admired Long Yuan even followed Lu Ningchu's example and tried to break into the inner courtyard to attract Long Yuan's attention.

However, after the chief steward recognized the situation, he has become Lu Ningchu's dogleg, not only blocking others for him, but also often making small reports.

Long Yuan went out on business, Lu Ningchu stayed at Qilongju, reading a book lazily.

The chief steward called him out, and reported rather worriedly: "Demon Lord Chongming has sent His Highness Mingli here again!"

When Lu Ning first saw that the chief steward looked nervous, he assumed that something had happened. Hearing this, he didn't care much and said, "Oh, so what?"

Long Yuan would not like such a fierce and pungent girl.The last time we met, Xiaolong's disgust was literally written on his face.

The chief manager hurriedly said: "No! My ancestor, this Gu Mingli, she, she is different!"

In Gu Mingli's eyes, he has already become Lu Ningchu's first party. If Gu Mingli succeeds in taking the position, it will be over for him!

"How can it be different?" The little princess Gu Mingli was spoiled at first glance, how could she change her bad temper accumulated over time within a month.

"Hey!..." The chief manager was about to say, but suddenly took two steps back, bowed behind Lu Ningchu and saluted, "Master Mozun, Your Highness Mingli."

Lu Ningchu turned around and was about to greet Long Yuan, but his face suddenly changed.

Behind Long Yuan, followed by a girl in red palace attire with a gentle face.

This is Gu Mingli! ?