Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Ning Duo's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "This disciple is a rebel."

Ning Cheng smiled slightly: "I'm very happy. Your cultivation base is diligent, and given time, the realm will definitely be as good as your uncle's. In addition, you have a keen mind. Even if the master is not by your side, you must be able to live well in the future."

Yuan Qinghang's heart moved, and a strange feeling came to his mind.

This was the second time Ning Cheng mentioned that he would not be by Ning Duo's side in the future.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but this tone seemed to sense some danger, and he was explaining something in advance.

As expected, Ning Duo's voice became a little anxious: "Master, why do you say these things?"

Ning Cheng said, "It's nothing, it's just..."

Speaking of this, several people in the room were all shocked at the same time.

In the distance outside, there is some strange sound, gurgling, and it is gradually approaching!

Ning Cheng listened, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a low voice, "Stay here, don't make a sound. Go out for the teacher."

He jumped out and closed the secret door casually.

Yuan Qinghang hid under the bed, but hesitated a little.

Oh, can't we get out?

He clearly promised to wait for him in Ning Duo's room, but he secretly came to spy on his master's room. If he just crawled out from under the bed like this now, he would be very disgraced.

Besides, who knows when Ning Cheng will come in at any time. Could it be that as soon as he opens the door, he will show him that his beloved apprentice is hanging out with this little devil again?

Ning Duo sat in front of the desk, with his back straight and straight, and his sitting posture was upright like a tall and straight green pine tree. His graceful back had smooth lines, and his slender waist was tied in a slightly wider belt, but he didn't look weak.

Then, he slowly lowered his body and looked under the bed.

...the four looked at each other, silently.

After a long while, he heard him whispering in a low voice: "When are you going to hide?"

Yuan Qinghang touched his nose, stretched his stiff body under the bed, and also whispered: "I'm afraid to come out, and your master will just come in and grab the bag."

Ning Duo's tone seemed to be gnashing his teeth a bit: "Aren't you tired?"

Yuan Qinghang blinked embarrassingly: "You are tired when you bend over and talk like this?"

Ning Duo: "Come out."

Yuan Qinghang: "...I don't. If I go out, I will be killed by your master."

"I protect you."

Yuan Qinghang felt inexplicably sweet in his heart, lying under the bed, wiggled his toes, and said in a low voice, "If you use Yinghui Sword again to face your master, he will die of grief."

The two were whispering sweetly when the voice from outside finally came to the door.

Sure enough, they came for Ning Cheng's residence.

Gulu's noise stopped, only a hoarse voice said: "Junior Brother Ning, are you there?"

Ning Duo whispered, "It's Uncle Shang."

Yuan Qinghang suddenly realized that the gurgling sound turned out to be the sound of Shang Wuji's wheelchair sliding.

After all, through the secret door, the voices from outside seemed vague and inaudible.

Yuan Qinghang patted the bottom of the bed with the palm of his hand, and the vines drilled out of the ground, crossed the wall, and the leaves quietly clung to the corner of the outside room, closing the sound.

He pushed the vine, and the little flower climbed up Ning Duo's body again, and went straight up along his calf, suddenly there was a pause.

Looking at Ning Duo's face again, it was flushed with blood.

Yuan Qinghang secretly groaned in his heart, ah ah ah!

The vines really climbed freely, and they didn't know to hide important parts.Conscience, he really didn't want to be a hooligan!

He hastily directed the vines to wrap around Ning Duo's back, quickly climbed up behind his ears, and hurriedly explained: "The one who listens to you is not doing something!"

Ning Duo was stiff and straightened up slowly, not looking at him anymore.

The leaves were attached to the backs of their ears, and the voice outside immediately became clear.

Only Shang Wuji's voice said: "Go out."

A young disciple's voice answered: "Yes."

Presumably, he was a close disciple who helped Shang Wuji push the wheelchair.

I could only hear Ning Cheng's gentle voice: "Senior brother Shang is inconvenient to move, what's the matter, just send a disciple to ask me to go, why don't you go there yourself?"

Shang Wuji's voice seemed to be much louder than usual, probably because his father was out of the customs, he was happy in his heart, and he said: "It's okay, I have something I want to ask my junior brother, so I came here in a hurry."

"Oh, what?"

Shang Wuji's tone was a bit strange, and said: "The account books of these years in the door."

It suddenly became quiet outside.

Yuan Qinghang suddenly felt a strange sense of horror.

If it wasn't for Ye Ye who also transmitted the subtle breathing sound of the two people back, he would have suspected that someone outside had been killed.

After a long time, I heard Ning Cheng say indifferently: "Why do you want this all of a sudden, brother?"

Shang Wuji's voice was hasty: "Junior brother has worked hard for the sect these years, and you have handled everything big and small. After my father left the customs, he had a long talk with me last night, and I have already reported all your hard work to him. He said, I want to Take it and see."

Ning Cheng said "Oh": "I see. Brother, please go back first, I will sort it out a bit, and then bring all the books to reply to Master."

But he heard Shang Wuji say: "No hurry, I'll wait for my junior brother here. Just take it out, and we'll go see father together."

Yuan Qinghang was shocked in his heart.

The account book is in this dark room, if Shang Wuji presses for it immediately, Ning Cheng might have to open the door!

Fortunately, Ning Cheng quickly said indifferently: "Okay."

There were several sounds outside, as if some heavy drawer was being opened, and then Ning Duowen said, "It's all here."

Yuan Qinghang's heart moved, this Ning Cheng is really not a fool, obviously he has another set of accounting books in his hand.

I only heard rustling outside, it should be that Shang Wuji was flipping through the account books, after a long while, he gave a strange chuckle.

"Junior Brother Ning, I'm afraid these account books are incomplete, right?" His tone was oppressive, "It must be that Junior Brother has a lot of work every day, and I missed some, why don't we look for it again?"

Yuan Qinghang was shocked.

This Shang Wuji actually noticed that there was a problem with Ning Cheng's account books?

For so many years, he must have seen it, but he kept silent. When Shang Yuan came out of the customs, he suddenly started to persecute him.

This seemingly calm and peaceful Sky Faction hides so many turbulent waves and undercurrents!

Ning Cheng obviously also wanted to understand this point. He paused for a moment, and immediately followed suit, and said in a harmonious voice: "Brother, you are right in reminding me that there are indeed a few detailed account books. Because they are important, I put them in the secret room in the room. "

His footsteps turned to this side, and his voice suddenly became louder: "Brother, I'll open the secret door right away and take it out for you."

Yuan Qinghang's thoughts changed sharply, he quickly grabbed Ning Duo's ankle, and hurriedly shouted: "Come in!"

Shang Wuji obviously came with bad intentions, if he suddenly saw Ning Duo inside as soon as the door was opened, he would inevitably feel that the master and apprentice were sneaking around.

Ning Cheng's words hinted at Ning Duo inside!

Ning Duo was startled, but immediately figured it out, lowered his body, and got under the bed as well.

The small bed was originally for a single person, and it was not big in size. Yuan Qinghang had been hiding in it for a long time, and his back was hurting a little. Suddenly, Ning Duo, a tall and slender figure, squeezed in, and it was extremely cramped.

Lying side by side, Ning Duo's little arm seemed to be exposed.

Yuan Qinghang caught a glimpse, hurriedly pulled him around, turned his body sideways, and the two of them faced each other and stuck together.

Nose to nose, thigh to calf.

Tilting their heads back desperately, each other's warm breath sprayed on each other's faces, and the warm and light red lips were even closer.

Ning Duo's body was stiff and his arms were straight by his sides.

Yuan Qinghang quickly waved his hand, and made the concealment array a little stronger, sealing the breath of the two of them tightly.

As soon as it was hidden, the secret door slid open.

Ning Cheng stepped in slowly, and seeing that the room was empty, his eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to relax a little.

Behind him, Shang Wuji pushed the wheelchair manually by himself, and followed closely behind him with a "babbling".

Ning Cheng walked to the box behind the bed, and glanced at the little bed intentionally or unintentionally.

There is no exit from the entire darkroom, and it can be seen at a glance. No matter how you look at it, this is the only place where people can hide.

The two people under the bed were tightly pressed together, and they couldn't help but their hearts were beating wildly.

Being too close, with a slight movement of Ning Duo, the hair on the front of his forehead brushed against Yuan Qinghang's face, and Yuan Qinghang only felt that the crisp and numb feeling was infinitely magnified and spread to his heart.

It cannot be found even if it is killed.It would be really weird if someone suddenly lifted the bed board!

Fortunately, Ning Cheng didn't look down any longer, and finally opened the box.

As soon as he took out the account books on one side, Shang Wuji pushed the wheelchair and approached quickly.

Ning Cheng was about to close the lid of the box when Shang Wuji's hand suddenly stretched out, and a burst of intense spiritual power burst out, blocking the edge of the box.

"Junior Brother Ning, if there are no big secrets in it, why don't you show it to your father?" He said word by word.

Ning Cheng turned his head, looked at him, and said softly, "Why do you say that, brother?"

The spiritual power in Shang Wuji's palm gradually increased, and he firmly held the box against it, not allowing it to be closed: "I'm afraid that my junior brother has too many account books these years, if I miss some."

Ning Duo under the bed didn't know what was inside, but Yuan Qinghang was shocked.

In addition to the account books, there are also a lot of strange secrets collected by Ning Cheng!

Ning Cheng's finger on the side of the box turned slightly white.

The sword he carried was hanging by his waist, right in front of Ning Duo and Yuan Qinghang, the tail of the scabbard suddenly moved slightly, and the blade inside seemed to jump.

A feeling of horror suddenly hit Yuan Qinghang's heart, and he grabbed Ning Duo's hand tightly.

Ning Duo seemed to have also sensed the extremely weak murderous intent, and was startled suddenly, turning his head to look at the bedside.

Although the shielding array was flawless, Ning Duo lowered his gaze and quickly glanced down.

Finally, the scabbard beside him stopped moving slightly and hung down quietly.

He said lightly: "Okay, then go see Master."

……

The secret door was closed again, outside, Ning Cheng seemed to be pushing Shang Wuji's wheelchair, and the voice gradually faded away.

Yuan Qinghang and Ning Duo had been tense all the time, and finally they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Qinghang looked up, but was startled.

Ning Duo looked at him quietly with eyes as clear as autumn water, hidden under long black eyelashes.

There was no one around, the soft breaths of the two seemed to be in sync, and they were spraying densely on each other's faces.

And where they are close together, the temperature seems to be slowly rising.

Yuan Qinghang was slightly flustered and wanted to step back a little, but his body was trapped by the masking formation, he was lazy and didn't want to move.

And Ning Duo didn't intend to get up at all.

The vine was suppressed just now, but now it began to shake slightly.

A few slender green vines meandered up, poking their heads out between the two of them, and several gorgeous red flowers bloomed one after another, one climbed up Ning Duo's wrist, and the other climbed up Yuan Qinghang's neck.

Yuan Qinghang just felt full of strangeness, he didn't know if it was because of the close proximity, or because of the faint touch of those vines.

Unbearable, he raised his head, leaned back, and grabbed the naughty swinging red flower from his neck, and was about to throw it away, but Ning Duo in front of him raised his hand and took the flower.

The space under the bed was cramped, and he didn't seem to notice it, staring at Yuan Qinghang's face that was close at hand, and gently placed the red flower on his temple.Qianqian

Yuan Qinghang grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?"

Ning Duo looked at his long black hair and golden hair ring, and then at the delicate red flowers on his hairpin, the corners of his lips curled up in a gentle arc.

"It's beautiful." He said in a low voice, with a beautiful gleam in his eyes.

Yuan Qinghang was ashamed and embarrassed. He wanted to pull the rowan off, but he couldn't give it up for no reason. He could only stare at him bitterly: "Nonsense, if you look good, next time you wear it!"

The two were close to each other, and he stared with anger and anger, his black pupils were like obsidian raised in two balls of water, flying, fresh and extremely agile.

Ning Duo looked at him without blinking, his face slowly turned red.

It was already quiet outside, and the dark room was even more silent.

The warmth is heating up rapidly in this small world, and Yuan Qinghang is in a daze where he is. Suddenly, he feels a little different.

The two of them touched each other like this, and they were already attached to each other, but since I don't know when, it seems that something is getting more and more strange.

Although he was an extremely weak and sick child in his previous life, he was curious and read a lot of things. No matter how ignorant he was, he found something wrong at this moment.

After all, they are all men! ...

Yuan Qinghang was still feeling weak just now, but now he suddenly became stiff.

Ning Duo's expression in front of him became even more different.

He gently swung his arms around, blocking Yuan Qinghang's way of retreat vaguely, his lips were tightly pressed together, without saying a word, but his body was getting hotter and hotter.

But the strangeness that Yuan Qinghang felt just now is even more obvious. Through the soft robe, it is against him, like a sharp sword handle.