Is it the same with other big brothers?

Half an hour later, Mingzhu groaned and hugged his head, and fell weakly on the soft pillow, saying: "The curtain, what do you want to do?"

The curtain was making the fire in the charcoal basin more intense, and the whole room felt warm. He said lightly, "I didn't do anything, I just asked him to come and take care of you. Is there any problem?"

Mingzhu said: "Take care? Are you hoping that he knows my identity?"

Na Lian said: "I think this child is very righteous. He should not be the kind of person you think who will alienate you if he knows your identity. You are afraid of being abused by others. You are a bit like a soldier."

Ming Zhu blurted out: "Who would like monsters?"

The curtain looked back at him.

"Zhou Yunxue only likes Ming Zhu 50 years ago," Ming Zhu looked down at her legs, and murmured, "Back then Ming Zhu was flamboyant and reckless. world, and me..."

The curtain threw another piece of charcoal into the brazier, sparks burst out, and a burst of sparks was brilliant.

"It's just a hateful demon cultivator with unpredictable behavior. He once said that I am a monster."

Na Lian looked at his downcast eyes, raised his eyebrows, and said deliberately: "Then I'll ask someone to tell him not to come, I don't think you want him to stay by your side."

Ming Zhu was taken aback, he didn't expect Na Lian to play his cards so unreasonably, his face was a little confused.

Na Lian secretly smiled, but he still said on purpose: "And he is saying that Yucheng has nothing else to do, I'll send him back to Rizhao by the way."

Bright candle choked: "This..."

Na Lian said: "To be honest, do you think it's okay?"

Ming Zhu struggled a little suddenly, he pinched his sleeves and twirled them back and forth with his fingertips, unconsciously drawing out the silver threads on the gorgeous clothes.

Nalian couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter? Talk."

No matter how stupid Mingzhu was, he could tell that the curtain was teasing him, his pupils lighted up with a golden light, and said softly, "Xi Chu, bite him."

Before the curtain could respond, a snowball suddenly rushed over from the corner, and with a sound of "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" , it directly bit the curtain ear.

Na Lian immediately said, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts! Let go, little ancestor! His ear is going to be bitten off... I'm not afraid, I was wrong, I was wrong, let him let go!"

Only then did Ming Zhu wave slowly, and Xi Chu immediately kicked his paw on the face of the curtain, and threw himself into Ming Zhu's arms with all his strength.

There was a tooth mark on the ear of the curtain, and a plum blossom paw print on the face, looking a little embarrassed.

He didn't dare to offend this ancestor anymore, and continued to work on the charcoal basin without complaint. After a while, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said: "To be honest, you promise me one thing."

Ming Zhu was feeding Xi Chu with jerky, but he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "What's the matter?"

"Don't let Xi Chu bite me later."

Bright Candle: "..."

Seeing his promising appearance, Ming Zhu nodded without saying a word: "Okay."

As if he had obtained a life-saving talisman, the curtain put down the iron rod that was holding the charcoal basin in his hand, and said: "A few days ago when you were sleeping, Lu Qingkong and Zhou Lingxue came to me to ask for Linglongyu, and I gave it to them. "

"That's it?" Ming Zhu didn't care too much, "Anyway, if I want Linglongyu, I will give it to them, it's no big deal."

Nalian made a gesture of running away at any time, seeing death as home, and said: "Before I give it to them, I asked Zhou Lingxue to abolish his cultivation."

Ming Zhu paused holding the jerky hand, raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

Nalian said the last sentence: "He did it."

Bright Candle: "..."

He took a deep breath, his pale face didn't change much, but asked instead, "Why?"

Seeing that Ming Zhu was so calm, Na Lian heaved a sigh of relief, sat back down, and said, "I heard you say that he has no spiritual veins before, so when we met, I quietly checked his body." Through the meridians, I found that he does not have no spiritual veins, but has a very talented spiritual vein."

Only then did Mingzhu frowned: "Are you very talented?"

"It's not an ordinary spiritual vein, but a spiritual root."

"Linggen?"

"That is to say, all his methods of cultivation according to the non-spiritual veins are wrong. According to his cultivation method, at most he will stop at Yuanying, but it will be turned into a pile of loess in hundreds of years. The reason why Mingzhao chose He used the scabbard of the Red Lotus Sword, so he should have seen his spiritual root." Na Lian threw a jade slip over casually, and said, "Cultivators with spiritual roots are selected one in a thousand, and come to see how to detect the spiritual veins. , of course there is no spiritual vein—here, this is a set of spiritual root cultivation methods that I have inadvertently collected before, you can show it to him.”

"Cultivation?"

Na Lian couldn't bear it anymore, frowned, and said, "I said, can you stop repeating what I said?"

Bright Candle: "..."

Mingzhu caught the jade slip in his hand, looked back and forth, but didn't understand anything, and said: "So it means to abolish his cultivation, let him practice with this jade slip, and then he can recover his cultivation?"

Na Lian sneered, and said, "Return to the trash cultivation of Yuan Ying? Come on, there's nothing to recover from that meager cultivation base. I mean, the realm that a monk with spiritual roots can eventually reach is the same as that of a demon cultivator." The highest level of cultivation—that is, you, can be compared.”

"The highest human being in Wuzhou, tsk, I mean the highest person back then was Ming Zhao who had not yet entered the ghost realm. Zhou Lingxue can reach it in at most ten years, and there is still room for improvement."

Mingzhu seemed to understand but half understood, looked at the jade slip in his hand for a long time, and then said: "Why did you help him?"

Na Lian stood up and stretched, and said, "I didn't help him, I was helping myself."

Mingzhu said: "Even if he reaches the top, he will definitely not be used by you to betray Wuzhou."

Na Lian laughed, walked over and lit Ming Zhu's forehead, and explained: "If he has the power to be able, I can trust you to him."

Bright Candle: "..."

Ming Zhu didn't understand what he meant for a while: "What?"

Na Lian didn't say any more, pressed his shoulders to let him lie back on the bed, and said: "Go to sleep, he will come over later."

Ming Zhu wanted to say something more, but Na Lian turned around and left slowly.

At this time, Zhou Nexue also arrived, he packed up the things in the inn, and came to the other courtyard of Lueyuelou expressionlessly, with a gloomy expression.

Na Lian pretended not to notice his dissatisfaction, pointed to the next room and said: "You live there, if you need anything, you must be there on call, don't neglect."

Zhou Nexue didn't say anything, just pushed the door open and walked in.

The other courtyard of Yueyue Tower is very beautifully decorated, much better than the one-night inn with a thousand crystals, Zhou Lingxue threw the storage ring on the bed, and casually looked around, his face still tightly slumped.

There is an exquisite candlestick on the table made of rosewood. A small silver snake is coiled on a piece of longevity wood with its fangs and claws. Its small fangs hold a piece of white jade the size of a thumb.

A piece of paper was pressed under the candlestick, and Zhou Lingxue glanced at it.

"Yu Shiliang, immediately go to the place where there is no taboo."

Zhou Lingxue frowned, and before he could react, the jade actually lit up.

Since Zhou Lingxue promised to come and take care of her, she didn't hesitate to make excuses. She crumpled the paper in her hand, walked to the next room, and opened the door to enter.

The room was warm and warm, and the candle was covered with a thick brocade quilt, curled up, facing the wall, holding a jade stone with a coiled pattern of a small snake in his hand, pointing at the center of the snake's eyebrows with his thin white fingertips, as if he was playing.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he said without looking back, "Today I want to listen to the Qingjing Sutra."

Zhou Nexue was stunned for a moment, and stood beside the bed without taking a step.

Probably a little strange, Ming Zhu turned around and said: "Na Lian, what are you doing today... ah, Zhou Zhouzhou..."

When he saw Zhou Lingxue standing by the bed, he was so frightened that he almost fainted, covering his mouth and coughing in a low voice.

He coughed for a while before he finally recovered his breath, his face flushed red: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Nexue said lightly, "I'll take care of you."

Ming Zhu immediately recalled the immoral thing Na Lian did just now, and felt a little headache: "I don't need to take photos..."

Before he finished speaking, he immediately stopped talking, pulled up the quilt, and only showed a pair of eyes to look at Zhou Lingxue. He coughed and said in a muffled voice, "Pour me a glass of water."

Zhou Nexue let out a "hmm", poured a glass of water and put it on the small table beside the bed, and continued to stand with an expression of "Is there anything else?"

Ming Zhu didn't want him to leave so quickly, after thinking about it, he said, "Cut the candle wick for me."

Zhou negative snow did so.

"Open a window to let some air in, it's a bit stuffy."

Do as you please.

Mingzhu almost finished talking about everything that Zhou Lingxue could do, and finally the two of them stared and held back for a long time before Mingzhu said: "The shoes on the ground seem to be placed unevenly, please move them for me. "

Zhou negative snow: "..."

After Mingzhu finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself, what kind of nonsense was he talking about?

Zhou Nexue didn't speak, but actually moved the shoe.

He straightened up without changing his face, and said, "Is there anything else I need to tell you?"

Ming Zhu buried his whole face in the quilt, holding back his shame, and hurriedly said: "It's gone, you should go back and rest."

After tossing back and forth like this, it was already midnight outside.

Zhou Nexue didn't speak, turned around and left directly.

Mingzhu suffocated in the quilt for a long time before slowly poking his head out. He looked at the exquisite little snake jade in his hand, and as soon as he thought of the summoning stone being in Zhou Lingxue's place, he couldn't help but want to press it.

"His cultivation has just been abolished, it's time to take a good rest, and it's already so late, so don't bother him to come over." He comforted himself desperately, forcing himself to close his eyes and sleep.

Half a day later, he couldn't help opening his eyes anymore, took out the Summoning Stone from under the pillow, and pressed it down angrily.

Soon, Zhou Lingxue, who was wearing hair, pushed the door expressionlessly and entered, probably because he was woken up after falling asleep, and a chill appeared on his stern face.

Fortunately, Zhou Lingxue has a better self-restraint, she walked over without changing her face, and said, "Do you have any instructions?"

Mingzhu looked at him, stretched out his hand, and said: "I pressed too hard just now, my fingers hurt, you..."

He hesitated for a moment, as if he was going all out, closed his eyes tightly, and said, "Rub it for me."

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Is this demon cultivator mentally ill?

The author has something to say:

No taboo: My hand hurts, rub it for me.

Zhou Nexue: ...Is this demon cultivator mentally ill?

Mingzhu: Hand...

Zhou Nexue: Does your hand hurt?Where does it hurt?Is it great?Shall I rub it for you?pinch?Lick it?Contain one contain?

Mingzhu: ...

So what are you wearing your vest for?