Don't mess with Bai Yueguang [Quick wear]

The bustling border town was full of people, and a young girl walking slowly with a donkey in her hand gradually blended into the crowd.

Suddenly there was a yell from the front, saying: "The eggs of the second-grade flying eagle spirit beast are out of their shells, and those who are interested hurry up and grab them! If you miss this village, there will be no more shops!"

"What? Second grade!"

"Or a flying eagle spirit beast? Boss! I bought it with three low-grade spirit stones!"

"Fuck you, you want to buy a spirit beast for three low-grade spirit stones? Are you still awake?"

Ling Beast Zhai was no stranger to this scene, he cleared his throat slowly, and said: "You line up one by one, don't squeeze, that big man with whiskers, make way, there is a girl behind you Passing by."

The bearded man touched his head honestly, made way for the girl behind him, and said in a rough voice: "I'm sorry, I'm so excited, didn't I hurt you?"

Oman was originally leading the spirit donkey, but the crowd was too crowded and she was so scared that she climbed directly on the donkey's back, but even so Oman still had to look up at the big man. Big knife, I have to say that this big man is tall and tall, even the knife on his back is taller than ordinary people, Oman thought in his heart, if this big man wants to use this knife, he can shoot himself flying...

She said, "It's all right."

The big man saw that her spirit donkey was squeezing forward, but he couldn't move a step even with the strength of his old nose. The spirit donkey was so angry that Oman had to take out a carrot from the cloth bag and feed it to its mouth. Side, while stroking its head with your hand, to show appeasement.

"Hey, little girl, you donkey is quite clever."

Aman explained helplessly: "I have been raised since I was a child, and I know that I am used to it, so I always like to make petty temper."

The big man saw that the girl and the donkey were both skinny and weak, so he decided to be a good person. He drew out his sword to open the way for Aman, and said with a smile: "Little girl, why don't you hurry up? This side will be more lively in a while of."

Oman hurriedly patted the ass of the spirit donkey, and said loudly, "Thank you!"

There is no obstacle in the way ahead, not to mention Oman, the donkey under her brayed happily a few times, Oman breathed a sigh of relief in fear, she had seen the prosperity of this border town.

She lived in another small town before, where there were all mortals, and there were no practitioners, so her life was peaceful and comfortable. If she hadn't had a marriage in her body, she would not have left the town and came here.

Aman took out a cowhide map from his cloth bag and looked at it for a long time with a sad face, but he couldn't find the next way.The map is drawn so abstractly, is it because he is afraid that he will find the Yan family?

She stuffed it back angrily, jumped off the donkey by the way, and continued to lead it forward.

This border town is close to the Sunset Forest, because there are many spirit beasts in the Sunset Forest, which caused a three-year animal swarm to besiege the border town, so there are mortals and ascetics here, the group that Aman saw just now surrounded the spirit beast In front of them was a group of casual cultivators.

However, there is also a sect of cultivating immortals here, and several elders of the Spirit Sword Sect have been stationed here for hundreds of years, in order to protect all the people here, and they are very popular.

"Ma'am, here are four meat buns."

"okay."

Aman handed her a few copper coins, and asked her: "Mother, do you know how to get to Yan's house?"

The aunt selling meat buns looked up and was amazed by Oman's appearance. She had a pretty appearance with bright eyes and bright teeth. Although the clothes were a little worn out, it would not damage her beauty at all. Yuanshan Furong , icy muscles and bones, comparable to the appearance of a cultivator, but the aunt can tell that Aman is not a cultivator, after all, casual cultivators are not as downcast as she is dressed.

"Young lady asked me the right person. You, go east, turn three intersections and see a magnificent mansion. That is the Yan Mansion."

Oman smiled, not stingy with her smiling face, and said sweetly: "Thank you, ma'am."

Aman led the spirit donkey and murmured in a low voice: "We are in such a mess, why won't the people of the Yan family think we are here to fight the autumn wind?"

The donkey bared its two big teeth, Oman patted its head with a smile, and cursed: "You look stupid."

Following the guidance of the butcher bun girl, she soon arrived at the Yan Mansion. She looked up at the tall plaque and was speechless. Are all the rich and famous people so high-profile?

Oman tidied up his clothes, showed a perfect smile, and patted the door.

There was no movement inside.

"......"What's the meaning!You want me to be shut down, don't you!In your dreams!

Oman did not give up and continued to shoot.

Still nothing.

Aman changed his face, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "If you have the ability, don't open the door for me in your life."

If you don't open it, you won't open it today, and you will come back tomorrow by yourself!Anyway, I have a lot of time, I can't wear you to death.

Perhaps the gatekeeper of the Yan Mansion heard Oman's heartfelt feelings, and finally opened the vermilion gate willingly.

Aman's eyes lit up, and when she saw the guard at the door, she took out a jade token neatly and said, "I am a guest invited by Patriarch Yan, if you don't believe me, just look at the jade token."

The servant's lazy expression suddenly regained energy. He wiped his eyes, looked up and down, frowned and said, "Girl, please come in, but you have to wait for a while, the servant needs to ask the housekeeper for instructions."

"Yeah." Aman nodded in good temper, patted the ass of the spirit donkey, urging it to hurry up and stop dawdling.

The servant showed an indescribable expression. Since he came to Yan Mansion as an errand, he has seen all kinds of spirit beasts, but this is the first time he has seen this spirit donkey. Not to mention, it looks quite... pleasing to the eye .

The servant covered his face, what is it all about, what do you care about whether a donkey is pleasing to the eye!

Oman sat on a round stool, and this is the hall where guests temporarily rest their feet. She held the teacup in both hands and blew on the hot tea.

As a result, before the water entered his mouth, the spirit donkey poked his back with his mouth, and the tea almost splashed out, "A Mao! Can you behave yourself!"

Amao's big eyes were full of water, looking at Aman and looking at the chestnut cakes on the table.Although it can't speak, it fully expresses its desire to eat chestnut cake with actions.

Aman took a deep breath and cursed: "Eat, eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. Before you have carried me a few steps, you made me hungry? You are not a donkey, you are a pig!"

Scolding is scolding, but who makes it his own donkey, what else can he do?I can only pet it.

Aman rested his chin, held the chestnut cake in one hand and fed it to Amao, wondering: "Why do you eat everything, pig essence reincarnated?"

Until the bottom of a plate of chestnut cakes, the belated housekeeper finally arrived.

He saluted Aman respectfully, and said: "Miss Ning, the master asked the servant to invite you."

Oman's face remained unchanged, and she was not flattered by the steward's attitude. She got up and led the donkey and was about to go out.

When the housekeeper saw Aman's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgia in his eyes. She really looks like her mother.

"Miss Ning, do you need a slave to help you lead the donkey?"

Aman waved his hand, this old man with a gray beard, I dare not let him hold him, he will not be able to afford to pay for this old man who will either die or be disabled later!

"No need for the housekeeper, my donkey is not very obedient, I should lead it by myself."

"Okay, Miss Ning has suffered a lot along the way, right? At that time, the Patriarch wrote to you saying that he would send someone to pick you up, but you didn't agree. Hey, look at your thin face, the Patriarch will definitely feel distressed when he sees you. of."

Aman scratched his cheek, suffering?That's not the case, there are indeed blind people blocking the road, but Amao is so strong that he kicked all of them away, so I didn't suffer much, and I got a lot of money, at least I pocketed it. It's blaring.

"Hey, it's okay, okay."

The housekeeper smiled kindly, and said: "The head of the family will be very happy to see Miss Ning. I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you have grown into a big girl."

It's a pity that without spiritual roots, there is only a short lifespan of a hundred years.

Aman chatted obediently with the butler. Seeing such a novelty, the servants of Yan Mansion curiously guessed what Aman's identity was. If he could make the taciturn butler smile, this must be some kind of big shot, right?But what is that girl holding?Wait, if I'm not mistaken, it's a donkey...

It's... amazing.I've never seen a big man lead a spirit donkey!So who is she?

"Miss Ning, go in by yourself."

Oman looked at the tightly closed study room, and hung the cloth bag around Amao's neck. It can eat the carrots as long as it lowers its head. If you are obedient, I will eat donkey meat at night."

She smiled brightly, but what she said made Amao feel a wave of fear. Oman smiled lightly, patted it and walked into the study.

Oman also finally met Yan Qinglian, whom he had a marriage contract with. He looked like a dog, but he just didn't do anything.

"Aman, come in, let me take a closer look, you've grown so big, you've become a pretty girl."

A charming woman held Aman's hand affectionately. Her face did not show any aging, but she was actually three hundred years old.

Yan Xuan is the head of the Yan family. She is already a great monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, so her appearance can remain unchanged all year round.

But her original surname was not Yan, but Wang. She married Yan Ziyu hundreds of years ago and became the wife of the head of the house. Later, Yan Ziyu fell in a beast tide in order to guard the town. Yan Xuan changed her surname to commemorate her deceased husband. In addition to this, she was a great monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, and her only daughter, Yan Qinglian, was a direct disciple of the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, so she successfully took the seat of Patriarch.

Yan Qinglian's face darkened slightly. She looked at this obtrusive woman, feeling annoyed in her heart. This Ningman should have died at the hands of Moxiu Tuzhen. How could she be lucky enough to escape this time?Could it be that he changed the fate of some people because of his own rebirth?

But Yan Qinglian didn't want to have this fiancée at all, she already had someone else in her heart, so she would not marry Ning Man.

She turned her face away from Aman, thinking about how to finish her without taking action herself.

Yan Xuan touched A'man's face, and sighed: "After 15 years, does A'man still remember me?"

"Aunt Xuan, of course I remember you."

Yan Xuan looked at her intently, with nostalgic eyes, as if Aman was missing another person, she said kindly: "Just remember me, I wrote you a letter before, and wanted to take you to Yan's house, but You are too stubborn a child, you don't want to come to Yan's house no matter what."

Aman smirked and didn't answer the conversation, she didn't want to come to Yan's house, seeing Yan Qinglian's stinky face every day really affected her appetite.

I live very well in that small town, although my relatives died early, but I don't need to look at people's faces to survive, which is hundreds of times more comfortable than the Yan family.

"Qinglian, this is your sister Aman, you used to play with it when you were young."

Aman blinked his eyes and looked at Yan Qinglian. Compared with Yan Qinglian's expressionless face, Oman looked very innocent and ignorant.

Yan Xuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and secretly exerting pressure on her, Yan Qinglian felt a numbness in her legs. If she hadn't reacted in time, she would have knelt down in front of Oman.

"Mother, I've seen you too, can I go to practice now?" Yan Qinglian said each word, the hatred between her brows and eyes shot straight at Aman, because Yan Xuan's lesson made her hate Aman again deepen.

Aman is extremely innocent, it's none of my business, if you have the ability, you can go against your mother, she is most annoyed by this kind of person who only looks for soft persimmons!

Yan Xuan looked at her ignorant daughter, lowered her eyes in disappointment, and said helplessly, "Let's go."

Yan Qinglian was dressed in blue, and her facial features were cold and unremarkable. She was a rare beauty.

The door was slammed, and A'man deliberately said aggrievedly: "Aunt Xuan, does Qinglian hate me?"

Yan Xuan gently patted A'man's head, and said: "How come, Qinglian is a swordsman, used to being cold and hard, she is not very close to my mother, she has this temper, Aman don't think too much."

Aman breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, raised the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and said, "That's good, that's good, I thought it was my appearance that caused her disgust."

"She dares!" Yan Xuan said coldly.

Aman lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, hey, there is nothing your Yan family dare not do.

"Are you tired too? I'll ask someone to take you to the yard to rest, Aman, as long as Aunt Xuan is around, this Yan family will be your home."

Aman responded crisply: "Okay, thank you, Aunt Xuan."

"Silly boy, go and rest."

Yan Xuan couldn't leave her body and took her to the room to rest, so she asked a maid to lead the way, and Aman followed her, and of course she didn't forget to lead Amao.

The maid opened the door with her spiritual power, bent down and said, "Miss Ning, this is the guest room prepared by the master for you. Later, the servant will send you a servant girl. Please wait a moment."

Oman nodded, and walked in over her side.

The yard is very big. Before entering the door, Oman saw a ginkgo tree. She looked around, and there was a faint elegant fragrance. I don’t know where it came from. Oman walked into the room. Everywhere is elegant, Even if she has no spiritual power, she can still feel the peace of mind. She guessed that there should be a spiritual artifact in this room.

"I know Aunt Xuan is busy, so it's inconvenient for me to disturb her. Please tell me something. I am very satisfied with this place. Thank you Aunt Xuan for taking care of her. Aman is very grateful."

The servant girl smiled lightly and said: "The servant girl will definitely tell you what Miss Ning said to the Patriarch, and then the servant girl will not bother you. After a stick of incense, the servant girl will come back and let Miss Ning choose a maidservant."

"it is good."

As soon as the maid left, Amao had fun in the yard, running around, not only that, he couldn't help eating the flowers and plants placed in the yard.

Aman covered his eyes. Fortunately, Amao knew how to save face for himself, at least he didn't eat grass in front of the maidservant.

She stepped forward and grabbed Ah Mao's reins, and said with a smile, "Don't eat, aren't you sleepy? After walking for a day, you should stand aside and sleep!"

Amao stopped eating, probably thinking that what Aman said was reasonable, chewed the remaining flowers and plants in his mouth, looked at this, looked at that, and finally decided that it is suitable for him to sleep under the ginkgo tree, and he does not need a leash from Aman, anyway. He just stood under the tree with his eyes closed and went straight to sleep.

"..." What the hell did I pick up when I was a child!

In the dim night, a strange fragrance permeated the yard, and there was a muffled sound coming from the maidservant's room, as if something had dropped. Looking again, it turned out that the maidservants had fainted and lay on the ground.

A black shadow passed by, and Amao, who was standing under the ginkgo tree, stared at her closely, bared his white teeth, and made a gesture of going up to bite someone.

But Amao is very smart, it is waiting for the shadow, wanting to see what she will do, so it does not move.

The black shadow opened Oman's door and carried her on his back. Amao flicked his tail, planning to pounce on the black shadow.

But at this moment, Aman made a gesture to it, and Amao stopped shaking his tail, stood still, closed his eyes and continued to fall asleep.

Aman scolded Yan Qinglian in his heart. He didn't sleep at night and ran to his yard to do something. Isn't this sick or what?

It's really uncomfortable to lie on my stomach like this, Yan Qinglian, please hurry up, otherwise I'm going to vomit.

Her shoulders were just against Oman's abdomen, so it would naturally be uncomfortable.

As for why Aman knew that the masked person was Yan Qinglian, it was because she was the person who hated her the most in the entire Yan family, so her identity was not difficult to guess.

Soon, Yan Qinglian stopped in her tracks. She brought Aman into a yard. Her figure was nimble without being noticed. Yan Qinglian raised the corners of her mouth and put Aman on a bed. Looking at Aman's peaceful sleeping face, Yan Qinglian's eyes Regrettably, he then walked away.

If you don't come to Yan's house, I won't harm you. It would be great if you just disappeared into the world like in your last life, and you don't have to be this villain yourself.

Aman kept his breathing steady and pretended to be in deep sleep, and got up when he could no longer detect Yan Qinglian's breath.

Where is this?Yan Qinglian is going to send herself to someone else's bed.As expected of a cold-hearted reborn girl, her methods are ruthless enough.

Oman propped his head sideways, recalling the plot of the book in his mind.

Yan Qinglian was secretly injured in her previous life and could no longer cultivate. In order to regain her spiritual roots, she went to Wuhen Cliff, but fell down and died.

People fall off a cliff to get a treasure, but she just started all over again.

This time, she became the main character.

However, she owed one person in both lives, and that was her aunt, Yan Wei.

Yan Wei was not her real aunt, but a girl picked up by Yan Ziyu back then, who later became his younger sister.Yan Wei is as cold as a banished immortal, with an elegant demeanor like a lotus, and he is also a swordsman.

She is very talented, with ice spirit roots, she was a foundation cultivator at the age of 16, and became a golden core cultivator at the age of 26. She is a senior sister respected by everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect.The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect all said that Yan Qinglian was very similar to Yan Wei, and that he was worthy of being the heir of the Yan family.

But no one would have thought that Yan Qinglian, an arrogant and indifferent girl of heaven, would have evil thoughts in her heart.

She had been secretly in love with Yan Wei for many years. In order to get closer to Yan Wei, she deliberately put on similar clothes and acted like her, as if they would become a match made in heaven.

Her love is very selfish and cold. In her previous life, Yan Wei was murdered by an adulterer. Instead of treating her in time, Yan Qinglian watched Yan Wei become a useless person, just because she could keep Yan Wei by her side. But Yan Wei chose to commit suicide, preferring to die rather than submit.

Heartbroken, she was distracted while robbing a treasure, and then she was plotted against, and she lost her spiritual root and could no longer practice.

She is a paranoid person, and she is also a person who can be cruel to herself, so she went to Wuhenya to reshape her spiritual root, but she saw her inner demon in Wuhenya, so Did not make it back alive.

But Tiandao treated her kindly and gave her a chance to live again.

Yan Qinglian was almost able to get Yan Wei in the past, so in this life, she is more obsessed with Yan Wei, wishing to break Yan Wei's wings and imprison her by her side now.

But her cultivation was not as good as Yan Wei, so she was framed again and again, and in the end, she got a Yan Yi who had lost her vitality, and he stroked her cheek every day, gaining spiritual comfort.

However, Yan Yan died in front of her again, and Yan Qinglian's inner demon reappeared. This time, she chose to fall into the demon, entered the way of the demon, and became a general of the demon world.

Hundreds of years later, she met a woman who looked very similar to Yan Wei. This time, she put away all her hostility and held her in the palm of her hand, hiding the evil thoughts in her heart.

Later, she was moved by that woman, and everything was finally relieved. She had accomplished her way and ascended.

Afterwards, Yan Qinglian learned that Yan Wei was her lover.

This book is very popular, but there are also many criticisms. Many people think this kind of paranoid emotion is very touching, but some people think that this kind of emotion is only suitable to be kept in the book. From the reader's perspective, they will feel that the paper person Yan Qinglian is affectionate, However, why did Yan Wei, the paper man, suffer all this?

There are not a few readers who feel sorry for her, and even more people like her than the protagonist Yan Qinglian.

Therefore, Oman came to this world and became Ningman.

Suddenly, there was a movement outside, like heavy footsteps.Oman opened the window and looked out.

I only heard a drunk woman say: "Master, I'm not drunk! I'm not drunk at all! I can continue to drink."

Under the moonlight, that person's face was even more plain and cold. Her eyes were very bright, too sharp, but very clear, as cool and pure as snowflakes.

She pursed her thin lips slightly, showing a bit of helplessness, the person she supported was her fellow apprentice, today a few people got together to drink spirit wine, how could she know that she is not good at drinking, so she only drank a few cups, He was so drunk.

"Master, where are you?"

"...I'm here."

"Hey, today's wine, hiccup, is really delicious, why don't you get drunk, big sister?"

Yan Yan helped her to open the door, and said: "I only had one drink, what are you getting drunk for?" And this cup, Yan Yan drank it for her, let her drink it, I'm afraid she will be dizzy tomorrow.

"Hey." She was so drunk that she had no other reaction except a smirk.

As soon as her thin white fingers touched the door, she sensed the breath inside, and the Yuhan sword at Yan Wei's waist trembled, she flicked her sleeves to comfort the Yuhan sword, and changed her words, saying : "You smell of alcohol, you should wake up the bar first."

After all, Yan Wei took her away, placed her in his courtyard, and set up a barrier.

Oman was lying on the bed, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, as beautiful as a person in a painting, wisps of moonlight leaked from the door Yan Wei pushed open, and fell on Oman's body, like a layer of moonlight.

Yan Wei walked over and put two fingers on Oman's neck, "Don't pretend to be asleep, your breathing is messed up."

Oman's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Yan Yan suddenly increased his fingers, grabbed Oman's neck, and said, "Who are you? Why did you come here!"

Aman smiled bitterly and said: "I... I don't know why I came here. I slept soundly in the room. When I woke up, I found that I was in a strange room. You... don't kill me. Me, I'm just a mortal."

She wasn't lying, so Yan Wei withdrew his hand, turned around, and said, "Then leave quickly."

Just now, Yan Wei noticed something strange about her body, she frowned, what's going on?

Aman got off the bed slowly, and said in embarrassment: "I...I'm not very familiar with the Yan family, can you send me back."

She walked up to Yan Wei and spoke in a low voice. There were no candles lit in the room, but in the night, Aman saw Yan Wei's eyes were very deep.

She was taken aback by Yan Wei, and swallowed, "You...Are you okay?"

The girl's panicked voice awakened Yan Wei. She covered her forehead with her hands, feeling that the heat on her body was about to burn her, and the faint girlish fragrance on Aman's body was almost pervasive, as if there was an invisible little hand, seducing her. It is the desire/desire deep in Yan Wei's heart.

Yan Wei had already realized that she had been drugged. After thinking about it, she felt that the glass of wine was particularly strange.She held back the heat and immediately took Qingxin Pills, but the effect was not obvious.

Obviously she didn't have much communication with Aman, but Aman's fragrance still lingered on the tip of Yan Wei's nose, which made her feel even more uncomfortable and forced herself not to look at her.

"Go away, I don't want to hurt you."

Aman blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab Yan Wei's hand, touched her pulse lightly with his fingertips, stepped on his foot and sniffed her lips, and sure enough, he smelled a scent.

Yan Wei took Chinese medicine?Who moved the hand to her?

"You, you are so lucky to have met me." Aman twisted a yellow pill with his fingertips, pinched Yan Wei's mouth and planned to feed it, "Hey, why don't you lower your head and open your mouth!"

Yan Yan was already sweating profusely at this time, and her legs were a little weak. She bit her tongue hard to maintain her rationality.

You can't hurt her yourself.

She pushed Aman away, and then summoned the Yuhan Sword to stand in front of her.

Yan Yan couldn't continue to stand still, so she could only sit helplessly on the stool, and because of the heat that was about to erupt, she tore open the front of her clothes, lay her arms on the table, against the cold table, panting lightly, her face pale. flushing.

She did this, obviously because she didn't trust Oman.

This made Aman jump on the spot in anger, protesting: "...I, I am saving you! Don't block me with your sword! Yan Wei!"

No matter how close she is to Yan Wei, the jade cold sword that protects the lord will block Oman's way.

"Yan Wei! I'm an alchemist! I can save you! I...I'm really not a bad person. If you don't take the antidote, you will be forced to death by lust/poison. Either break your body or take the antidote , you choose." Aman simply didn't care about it, but she didn't feel uncomfortable anyway!

Hearing the words, Yan Wei raised his head weakly, only to see that the frost between her brows and eyes had melted, the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with tenderness like water, those clear eyes became deep and dark, and the blush on her cheeks made her She gave birth to a coquettish look, as beautiful as peaches and plums, as if seductive, almost coquettishly beautiful.

Oman pinched his waist with both hands, angrily.

"go out."

Aman's face was livid, okay, Yan Wei, you are very attractive!I just like to pick up hard bones.

She ignored Yu Hanjian and walked over. A green shadow with fierce sword energy rested on Oman's forehead. Oman raised his eyes and mocked: "Cut it, cut it at my head! If you cut it, Yan Wei will wait." Die!"

The Yuhan sword shook, and under the threat of Aman, it withdrew its sword energy, stopped blocking Aman, and returned to Yan Wei's side.

Aman sneered, looked condescendingly at Yan Wei who was lying powerlessly on the table, and said angrily: "Look at your Yuhan Sword, and then look at you, even a sword is more obedient than you."

It was still the yellow pill, she fed it to herself first, then stuffed it into Yan Wei's mouth with a cold snort and no tenderness at all.

"At first I wanted to feed it to you calmly, but I found out, you eat hard or soft, Yan Wei."

Aman helped her up, threw her on the bed, tucked her in the quilt, and was about to leave.

However, Yu Hanjian stopped in front of her again, Oman choked speechlessly, looked at the sword, she surrendered with both hands, and said: "I won't go, I won't go, I'll stay here to guard Yan Wei, that's all right .”

Oman sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her with his hands in his hands.

It has to be said that Yan Wei at this time is very seductive and completely at the mercy of others.

The broken hair on her sideburns was already soaked with sweat, and her eyes were also glistening with water, looking at Aman quietly.

"Don't look at me, I'm not a god, there is no antidote that will take effect as soon as you eat it, just bear it slowly."

Aman thought to himself: The medicine on Yan Wei's body was probably calculated by Yan Qinglian by mistake, and Yan Wei suffered this for others.

If I guessed correctly, the person who should have taken the Chinese medicine today should be the drunk person before, after all, this room belongs to her.

At this time, Yan Wei finally couldn't help but let out a hum, which could numb people's waists.

Yan Wei was very uncomfortable. Although the heat on her body was much less than before, the residual effect of the medicine was enough to make Yan Wei tremble all over. She felt that she was now a small stream, but the road ahead that allowed her to flow freely was covered by rubble. She could only squeeze out bit by bit through the cracks in the stone, the grinding feeling almost made her suffocate.

She longed for someone to lend a helping hand and move the rocks that got in her way.

Yan Wei licked his dry lips, smelled the fragrance of Aman's body, and sat up slowly.

Her blurred eyes stared at Aman obsessively, subconsciously wanting to reach out her hand, just when she was about to touch Aman, the little reason left came back, and Yan Yan's eyes became firm for an instant.

The fading heat on her body can't fool anyone, and Aman's antidote is real, so Yan Wei doesn't want to hurt her even more.

The finger changed direction, she grasped the Yuhan sword, and cut her arm without hesitation. The pain kept her awake at last. Although her whole body was still weak and numb, at least she did not sink.

Aman's eyes widened, he took a breath, and hurriedly took out the wound medicine and applied it to her. She gritted her teeth and said, "You can't help the evil/poison, and you hurt yourself? Are you sick?"

As soon as the words fell, Aman stuffed her with another pill, and said fiercely: "I didn't want to give you this medicine. After all, you need to vent this evil/poison, but if you insist on hurting yourself, then I just It can force you to sleep, let me say yes first, even if there are sequelae, you can't blame me."

Yan Yan took a deep look at Aman, as if he wanted to remember her appearance.Said: "No wonder."

Oman hugged Jue Se in his arms and clicked his tongue, "Actually, the easiest way to detoxify is to have sex."

"No... no."

Aman rolled his eyes, and replied helplessly: "I know, I know." If I hadn't realized that you didn't want to, I would have... Forget it, let's not talk about it.

The other party gradually lost his voice, and his breathing became steady, showing that he had fallen into a lethargic sleep.

She looked down at Yan Wei who had already passed out, touched her lips with her fingers, and sighed, "It's really stubborn."

"Yuhanjian, close your light, it's shining in my eyes, I can't sleep anymore."

Aman did not leave, and lay down beside Yan Wei, sharing the same bed.

It can't be done without staring at him, if he wakes up tomorrow and turns into a fool, then he will not be responsible to the end.

The next day.

Oman felt itchy on her cheeks, she scratched them with her hands, but was in vain, she frowned in disgust, turned over, but she still couldn't avoid the itching on her face, Oman had to open her eyes , muttered: "You are so annoying."

When she saw Yan Wei who had awakened, she was startled, "Are you awake?"

But I saw Yan Wei laughing, Gu Pan was extremely moving, the vermilion lips curled slightly, and said: "This bed is messy, obviously there has been warmth, but my yin is still there, you can't be... I don't know why do it?"

"?"

Is Yan Wei stupid, or am I stupid?

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