After wearing the book, the heroine is black

Carrying Zhou Zhuying all the way back to the yard, Xiao Xinyue didn't even catch her breath.

The more Zhou Zhuying watched it, the more she felt that the female lead had taken the male lead's script, and she regretted that she hadn't thought of a half-movement, otherwise she would be worthy of the Monkey King with such force and physical strength.

Xiao Xinyue thought about it: "Why is the leader suddenly so..."

"Pretentious?" Zhou Zhuying was quite self-aware.

"No, it just looks pitiful."

Zhou Zhuying's inner groundhog screamed: straight will tease.

Why is Ji Zai always tempted by straight girls?Because Ji Zai doesn't have a straight girl who can flirt!

Zhou Zhuying relied on the fact that the heroine is straight and presumptuous.She hugged Xiao Xinyue's shoulders and neck tightly, leaned close to this man's ear and gently parted her lips: "Because I'm afraid!"

The breeze blows her ears, caressing her ears like pampas swaying in the wind in the grass, and the fine soft hair brushes from her heart and caresses her whole body.

Xiao Xinyue stopped, half of her ears turned red: "What are you afraid of?"

Zhou Zhuying carefully recalled her previous feelings, and felt that she couldn't put it into words: "I don't know either."

Xiao Xinyue sent Zhou Zhuying back to the room silently, and said: "When the hot water arrives, take a bath and rest early!"

Zhou Zhuying quickly got off her back and tore off the cloak to show her: "By the way, I've sewn the cloak!"

When Xiao Xinyue first saw the three words on the cloak, she was also speechless. After a long time, she said expressionlessly: "Very good, I will give this cloak to you!"

The leader acted shyly: "That's so embarrassing."

Xiao Xinyue: "..."

She thought that the helplessness and helplessness of the leader just now was her imagination.

"Ah, and your qin, what a good qin, how can it be left outside to get frost?" Zhou Zhuying carried Xiao Xinyue's qin out again.

Xiao Xinyue took the guqin, stroked the strings with her fingertips, but her eyes fell on Zhou Zhuying's face.The latter only stared at her pale and slender fingers, wondering if the heroine could use the sound of the piano as an attack method, after all, that's how martial arts dramas are performed.

Putting away the guqin, Xiao Xinyue said: "I'm going back first, if the leader is still afraid, you can call me."

How could Zhou Zhuying feel scared at this moment?She even suspected that the previous abnormality was due to her aunt's approaching, a change in hormone levels, resulting in mood swings.

By the way, will the characters in martial arts novels come to Da Yi Ma?After she becomes the leader, will life be the same as before?

She was a little confused.

Thinking of this, she wondered if it was time to prepare sanitary napkins in advance, after all, she was not used to menstrual belts made of plant ash, and wanted to make some sanitary napkins by herself.

Sanitary napkins with modern technology can no longer be made, but alternatives to the underlying impermeable membrane can still be found.And judging by the quilt she is covering now, there is already cotton in this world.With many raw materials, it is not difficult to make simple sanitary napkins!

Before Xiao Xinyue left, she quickly proposed that she wanted cotton and other raw materials.

Xiao Xinyue asked her: "What is the master doing with these things?"

"Make hygiene and menstrual cloths."

"Isn't the teacher's menstruation still—"

Xiao Xinyue's words stopped abruptly, and Zhou Zhuying said "ah" in confusion.

Xiao Xinyue paused, carried the piano back to her room, brought a bag of things to her after a while, and said: "If it's really here, use this!"

Zhou Zhuying opened it and almost beat her chest and gnashed her teeth: Isn't this the simple sanitary napkin in her mind!Except that there is no plastic impermeable membrane and wings, it is almost the same as modern sanitary napkins!Who figured out the sanitary napkin before her? !

But on second thought, after all, the original book is an imprecise novel, which has been artistically processed, and there will be loopholes and unreasonable plots.Moreover, the ancients had such a big brain hole, it is not uncommon to have invented sanitary napkins long ago, it is understandable!

"This is……"

Xiao Xinyue said: "The menstrual cloth produced by Yunxi Pavilion."

"Oh!" Zhou Zhuying only felt that she was ignorant, and she guessed that "Yunxi Pavilion" was a place that sold women's products, because the name gave off the feeling of a boutique.

With sanitary napkins, Zhou Zhuying doesn't worry about her aunt anymore.After she sent Xiao Xinyue away, she took a bath humming a song, and then took a rest early according to her biological clock.

-

Xiao Xinyue went out, exhaling heavily.

When she returned to the room, she saw the guqin that had been hastily put down just now, and with a thought, she raised her hand and turned it over.

The back of the guqin is also very plain. On the top of the Longchi is engraved "Seeing the nature with a clear heart", and there are a few small characters on the side: Xinyue shines on Yunxi.

She rubbed the small words on it with her fingertips, and let out a soft sigh in her throat.

After a while, she saw that Zhou Zhuying had turned off the lights and went to sleep, so she put on her cloak and quietly left the yard.

In one of the dungeons of the Moshan Sect, a painful murmur overflowed from the dark, cramped and stinky cell.

Xiao Xinyue stopped in front of her with a lamp in her hand, the sound of the iron chains clanging inside, followed by a low growl of grief and powerlessness: "I really don't know what kind of Demon Lord..."

Xiao Xinyue didn't say a word, after a while.The man in the prison opened his eyes. He saw the face of the visitor clearly through the light, and his heart trembled suddenly: "It's you!"

"It seems that Guardian You still recognizes me." Xiao Xinyue looked indifferent, "Just pretend, why don't you continue pretending?"

The people in the prison seemed to be dumb, unable to speak a word.

Suddenly, he jumped up, but was restricted by the iron rings around his feet and neck, and had to stop one meter away from Xiao Xinyue.

He stretched out his hand to hold on to the iron fence tightly, and shouted: "I haven't seen the Demon Lord for a long time, I really don't know his whereabouts."

Xiao Xinyue said: "I didn't come here for the Demon Lord. Tell me, what happened after the Demon Lord took your leader back back then."

-

When Zhou Zhuying found herself in a eerie hall, she was still a little confused.

Where is she?Why is it so familiar here?

Looking at the black iron chair sitting under her, she remembered that she was in the base camp of the Demon Cult, the main hall of the Demon Palace.

There seemed to be no one in the empty hall. She went down from the high platform, passed by the bright lamps, and walked to the end, the tall door.

As the candlelight flickered, her shadow became increasingly blurred.She turned her head, but her field of vision suddenly became dark——all things were extinguished, and the darkness rushed towards her like a tide.

Her heart trembled, seeing the light outside the door, she wanted to open the door, but found that the door seemed to be sealed, motionless.

She slammed and knocked on the door, only wanting to open the door quickly, otherwise she would be completely swallowed by the darkness.

"boom--"

The gate fell down, and Zhou Zhuying's body trembled when she fell to the ground, and she woke up with a start.

She looked at the gray top of the bed, took a few deep breaths, and finally settled down.

There were obviously no ghosts or murderers in the dream, and she was chased by zombies, but she was woken up by fright. It can be seen that nightmares are unreasonable.

"Could it be that I was scared last night, so I had such a dream at night? Sure enough, I should drink tea before going to bed to calm my nerves."

Zhou Zhuying thought about it, and later went to find the hostess for soothing tea.

She saw that there was already a dim light outside the window, and thought that the dawn was relatively late in winter, so it was probably six or seven o'clock at this moment.She wanted to sleep back into the cage, but when she heard movement outside, she got up wrapped in the quilt, and the cat was looking out from the window.

Outside the window, the wind is cold and the plum shadows are rustling.A white shadow is flying among the plum blossoms——to be precise, it is "Wu", but the combination of "Wu" and "Wu" is vividly displayed by that beautiful shadow.

With her vigorous posture, steady steps, and crisp moves, Zhou Zhuying has a deeper understanding of the "world of martial arts" she lives in.

The leader who has a "martial arts super fierce" character set, but can't remember every move, thinks seriously:

Is it still too late for me to become a teacher?