Quarreling every day is said to be a show of affection

"Tsk tsk, what kind of hatred does that woman have towards that girl? It's simply too cruel." Ming Gouhuo poked his head over, tsk tsk in amazement.

Jingling thought about Zhiwei's expression just now, hesitated for a moment, and speculated, "Maybe it's jealousy."

"Jealous? It's not wrong to say that, but it's just a pity for this girl's luck." The flames of Minggou Fire kept expanding and contracting.

Jing Ling was taken aback: "Luck? Can you see luck?"

"Of course," Ming Gouhuo said triumphantly, "This is my innate instinct. If it weren't for your good luck, kid, do you really think that I would follow you and recognize you as your lord?"

Jing Ling blinked: "Then how do you see the luck between her and the civet just now?"

Ming Gouhuo sneered: "Of course, this girl's luck is much stronger than that civet cat, but now that this girl recognizes that civet cat as her master, that civet is equivalent to being protected by this girl's luck. For a period of time, luck will be great, and everything will go smoothly. Originally, it is impossible for a person with high luck to be subdued by a person with low luck, let alone sign this master-servant contract, but you once said, that only The civet is a prophet of another world, so it makes sense. It is precisely because the civet is a prophet of another world that she was able to get the luck of a person with great luck in the opening period of Heaven's loopholes. But if that A civet who abuses a lucky person for a long time, when the other party gradually integrates into this world and is recognized by the heavens, will gradually wear down his luck with the hatred of the lucky person towards her, until he dies."

Jing Ling blinked, and the information from when he was in the Immortal World quickly flashed through his mind.

After he regained his freedom from the immortal in white clothes, he also inquired about Haotian and Zhiwei in the fairy world, preparing for revenge, but after that, the information he inquired about these two people made him stunned for a long time.

Zhiwei, the demon girl who turned her face and turned her back on her and cheated him hard, did not go as smoothly in the fairy world as she did in the demon world, with frequent bad luck, until in a certain fight in the fairy world, He was devoured by a fairy weapon in his hand and blew himself up to death; Haotian, who used to be surrounded by beauties and gathered like a cloud, actually brought many beauties around him to the fairy world, dismissed the harem, and single-mindedly pursued and killed a A fairy whose name has not changed.

Now that I think about it, the fairy weapon that can only explode itself and kill Zhiwei to death must be Xiangnu!

Zhiwei snatched other people's luck and energy for her own use, and finally ended up like that. In the end, it was completely her own fault. It's just a pity that Xiao Xiangnu, who suffered an inexplicable disaster, revealed to herself that there is no way out at all.A touch of fragrant soul, before taking a good look at this fairy world, it dissipated in the fairy world.

Now, since he has clearly sensed the master-student relationship between himself and Xiao Xiangnu, then in this life, he will avenge her, so that she does not have to be as miserable as in the previous life; It was like what the two masters had done to him.

At this time, the groaning and groaning in the cherry blossom forest had stopped, and Xiang Nu, who was only wearing a few pieces of colorful cloth, sat dumbly among the branches of the cherry blossoms, dressed boldly, revealing a slightly developed snow-white cream , under the bewitching and heavy makeup on her face, she was all numb.

She sat quietly among the branches of the cherry blossoms, curled up uneasily with her tender feet, numbly watching the seductive and hideous enchanting makeup reflected on the lake, and Zhiwei and Liping in the outside world that appeared not far away. In the warm picture of the conversation, hatred and respect alternate in the eyes, and the veins on the forehead burst out, and finally turned into numbness again.

"Give you a chance to be yourself again, would you like to?"

Xiang Nu was shocked all over, and immediately stood up on the branch: "Who are you?"

"Me? I am a weapon spirit, a weapon spirit that has now independently embarked on the road."

"Qi Ling? Set foot on the avenue independently?" Shannu muttered to herself, her eyes slowly turned from hollow to bright, exuding the brilliance of hope, she looked eagerly at the sky above the lake, "Senior, senior, Qi Ling really Can I set foot on the avenue alone? Can I do it too? Do I still have the qualifications to set foot on the avenue?”

Jing Ling's eyes, hiding in the air, flickered. On the peach branch, the hope bursting out from the girl's eyes was too strong, which formed a strong contrast with the blankness and space in her eyes just now. Such Xiang Nu made him seem to vaguely see I used to be myself.

I used to live lonely, tangled and numb lives, without hope, but full of hatred and contradictions...

His tone slowed down: "Yes, of course, it's just that it requires opportunity, qualification and hard work, can you?"

Shan Nu stood up and straightened up, because she was too nervous, her slender body trembled visibly to the naked eye, "Senior, although I don't know what the opportunities and aptitudes are, I can assure you that I will work hard and I will work hard Work hard, try a thousand times and a hundred times, as long as you can maintain yourself and step on the road, no matter what senior thinks, please help me."

Jing Ling's eyes were fixed, and he smiled deliberately: "I can do whatever I want? Are you afraid that you have just stepped out of the wolf's den and stepped into the tiger's den?"

Xiang Nu froze and shrank unnaturally, but without any hesitation, he said humblely but firmly: "My body has already been soiled by the master. As long as senior can let me maintain myself and step on the road, all those things will be gone." It doesn't matter, I will swear, as long as the senior takes me out and asks me to take revenge, I will keep all my loyalty to the senior."

Jing Ling looked at the girl standing alone on the cherry branch. She curled her shoulders in inferiority, trembling nervously, and her eyes were full of sadness. Because of the master-servant contract, no hatred was allowed in her mind. Can let go of thinking from time to time.

Under such torment, she was living in a swamp without light, confused, tangled, and inferior. He seemed to see the self in black who used a smile to disguise his heart, from the initial arrogance to slowly being Grinding into the same Wen Tun mask, he just stood silently in the corner, looking at himself with hope and longing.

She was waiting for his redemption, longing for someone to pull her out of this swamp of sorrow.

Maybe it was because he was silent for too long, Xiang Nu on the cherry branch was a little nervous, she looked around and called out in a low voice: "Senior."

Silent, spreading, no one echoes.

Even if the fragrance of flowers wafts up, it is difficult to hide the coldness that rises from her body.

Shanu's body trembled, feeling a little cold, his eyes contracted and slackened for a while, and he tried to call out a few more times to distinguish whether the voice just now was real or a fantasy when he was bored, but suddenly felt his shoulders warm.

Turning around, I saw a noble young man in white.

His eyes carried the warmth she had known before, and the words he said were like a prairie fire, instantly warming her cold heart just now.

He said to himself: "Would you like to be my apprentice?"

Shanu clenched her fists tightly, her eyes widened, and tears trickled down her face. She tremblingly wiped off the tears on her face, smearing the seductive heavy makeup that was forced by the master on her face, and said with a sob: "Yes! Xiang, Shanu is willing." Yes. Master, please accept Xiangnu's bow."

Seeing the tears of joy on the girl's face, Jing Ling's heart was inexplicably relieved, and in a trance, he seemed to really understand the relationship between master and apprentice that the two masters had been talking about all the time.

"You don't need to think about the rest, just protect yourself."

Once the issue of the master is involved, the master-servant contract in Xiang Nu's sea of ​​consciousness begins to take effect, the face begins to distort at an extremely fast speed, green and red intertwine, big drops of cold sweat seep down, and the seductive makeup fades away one slice.

"Don't think, don't think deeply, let your mind go empty now, from now on, you have the right to hear every word I say, don't think deeply, this does not violate your master-servant contract."

Shanu nodded, quickly adjusted his thoughts, mastered the rules, and let go of his thoughts. His cheeks that were still full of tears turned into numb hollows.

"I'm Liping's leader. He follows me and has been looking for you. He already knows your existence. If there is any situation, he can contact him secretly."

Shannu's empty eyes flickered, joy and complexity intertwined, she remembered something, and her face began to turn blue and red again, with cold sweat dripping down her face. She clutched her forehead that was throbbing with headache, took a few deep breaths, and let her thoughts go again, Nodding numbly.

"Protect yourself with all your strength, before your master-servant contract with her is broken."

Xiang Nu's eyes flashed, how can the master-servant contract be broken?

Zhiwei will never give up her Artifact Spirit voluntarily, so the only thing left is... let Zhiwei die completely.

Xiang Nu's expression began to change again, but this time, because the impact of the news was too great, she couldn't restrain herself for a long time, and the restrictions of the master-servant contract made her reflexively want to notify the master of the unfavorable news as soon as possible Owner.

She looked at her hands in pain, and almost couldn't help but want to squeeze out a hand formula to contact her master. Just when her control was about to be completely controlled by the master-servant contract, she heard a gentle sigh in her ear.

Jing Ling smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I will put a seal on your consciousness, and when you face Zhiwei, you will automatically forget what happened during today's time."

After finishing speaking, the youth's jade-white fingers lightly patted her forehead, and after that, she fell into a coma involuntarily, and when her consciousness returned to nothingness, Xiang Nu's lips moved, and she silently uttered two words: "Master. "

Jing Ling stood there and sighed, watching the girl's innocence under the make-up stained by tears, he seemed to think of the scene when the two masters first met him, turned around, and left from the small mirror in the wrist bell space.

Not long after Jing Ling left, Zhi Wei, who sensed that Xiang Nu's mood fluctuated abnormally today, entered the wrist bell space. She looked at the tear-stained and unconscious Xiang Nu under the cherry tree, and curled her lips in disdain: "It's useless." thing, wake up!"

A strong mental force hit Xiang Nu's sea of ​​consciousness, and Xiang Nu was shocked and forced to wake up.

After seeing Zhiwei, Xiang Nu hurriedly saluted: "Master."

Zhiwei narrowed her beautiful eyes: "Why did you fluctuate in mood just now?"

"Mood swings?" Shannu tilted her head in doubt, but no matter what she thought, her mind went blank. She thought for a long time, and then said in a low voice, "Okay, it seems like a dream? I don't remember it either."

Zhiwei looked at Xiang Nu inquisitively, until she confirmed that under the master-servant contract, she would not lie to herself, then she gave up, "Put on your makeup to cover your ugly face."

"No! You surprised the master!" Xiang Nu lowered his head in a low voice, not daring to raise his head.

After a long time, when she looked up again, Zhiwei had already left.

She blinked, and the temporarily sealed memory because of Zhiwei's appearance came back, a little hope flickered in her eyes, and because of the stinging pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, she began to habitually let go of her thoughts.

Only this time, the corners of her lips were always raised.