Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Arriving at Qingluo Peak in Shushan, the two returned to the Taoist Temple and rested for a while.

This trip to Bai Yujing, although it seemed that he returned unscathed, he actually died in it many times.

Rao's habit of "killing people without blinking" was almost collapsed by tens of thousands of defeats and deaths, and it was only supported by some unspeakable obsession.

As soon as I returned to the Taoist temple, I immediately poured a pot of monkey wine to reward myself.

Ling Yunpo followed behind her, hesitating to say anything, but hesitating.

I usually chat with my senior sister, and if you want to flirt, you can do it anytime, anywhere, and you can also appreciate the slightly shy stare of the senior sister.

This really wants to talk about love... but it makes him a little clueless.

In the final analysis, Ling Yunpo was not ready to take responsibility for Senior Sister.

After all, I am a spy, and I will expose myself one day. It is impossible to accompany my senior sister to the end.

However, Senior Sister An is gentle, protective, and considerate, and is willing to give infinitely for herself, even giving her life to protect each other... To cheat and disappoint such Senior Sister, even if Ling Yunpo can deceive his conscience, he is still afraid of being punished by one day when he saves the heavenly tribulation. Lightning strikes to death.

Kunlun Jing listened to his inner monologue without saying a word, but just watched leisurely.

It's okay, watch the water and follow your own heart. Don't worry about disappointing Senior Sister, because there won't be such an opportunity...

"Sigh." Ling Yunpo said irritably, "Ajing, I remember when I first worshipped Qingluo Peak, you seemed to have told me not to harm Senior Sister An?"

"Where is it?" Kunlun Jing asked in surprise.

"It was Qiu Changtian who made an engagement with Junior Sister Xu. What does it have to do with me, Ling Yunpo," Ling Yunpo reminded.

Qingpingjian let out a wow, not knowing why he was amazed, Ling Yunpo was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Kunlun Mirror was silent.

Up to now, it can't say "I was a pure single heroine at the time", "Now you are forcibly insulting the single heroine, but in fact you are unkind and unkind, I hope you will be caught and killed by them. ".

After thinking hard for a moment, it stammered and said:

"Senior Sister An likes you after all..."

"You found it too?" Ling Yunpo asked in surprise.

"Is it hard to find out?" Qing Pingjian laughed and said, "I think she is just lying to herself and using 'sister's love for her younger brother' to decorate it. If you work harder and pierce that layer of window paper, she is sure There's no way to deny it."

"I think both of you are waiting to see my joke..." Ling Yun said suspiciously.

"Where is it? No or no." One mirror and one sword quickly differentiated.

Ignoring them, Ling Yunpo walked around to the backyard, and saw An Zhisu drunk in the pavilion, with a graceful figure reclining on the pavilion pillar, with a romantic temperament.

When it comes to Senior Sister's figure, I have to mention that when she came back covered in blood, Ling Yunpo once helped her heal an injury - the bumps and ridges made him amazed.

It's a pity that since then, Senior Sister An has never returned with an injury. Ling Yunpo suspected that she didn't stop comparing swords with others, but found a place to catch a cat after the sword competition, secretly recovered her injuries and came back.

Stepping into the pavilion, Ling Yunpo touched his senior sister's forehead.

He was a little hot, and his blushing didn't seem to be pretending, it seemed that he was really drunk.

Alcohol itself is not delicious. Many people only like what is in the glass. They don't like the spicy taste, but they like the feeling of feeling dizzy and forgetting all their troubles after drinking alcohol.

According to some information Ling Yunpo knew, Su Jian was said to be an old alcoholic back then, so Senior Sister An was probably spoiled by her father.

"Huh?" Feeling the weight on his forehead, An Zhisu opened his eyes in a daze, "Junior Brother?"

"Senior sister, why are you drinking and drinking here?" Ling Yunpo couldn't help laughing and crying, "Is there something bothering you?"

As soon as this was mentioned, An Zhisu suddenly burst into tears, hugged Ling Yunpo who was caught off guard, and whimpered:

"Junior Brother, Senior Sister, I'm sorry for you... Senior Sister should not have bad thoughts..."

Ling Yun Po: ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

At this time, I don't know how many question marks to use to fully express the ignorance on his face.

Bad thoughts? What bad thoughts? Could it be that Senior Sister is going to kill me... uh! Mmmm!

Before she could ask any questions, Senior Sister An hugged her neck and buried her in her chest, and she couldn't even breathe.

"Senior sister really doesn't want you to leave..." Under the influence of Jiu Jin, her tone was mournful, intermittent, weeping, and nagging, "Qingluo's situation is really bad, but...but senior sister really I don't want you to leave..."

Speaking of the back, it sounds more like a coquettish rogue than to vent your frustrations by getting drunk.

Ling Yun spent a lot of time trying to break free from the fat, and then hugged Senior Sister backhandedly,

Gently patted her on the back to comfort her, but a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes:

Is there a possibility that Senior Sister is actually pretending to be drunk and taking the opportunity to confess to me...

"Impossible." Kunlunjing said aloud, "I have scanned it, and she is really drunk."

"Oh." Ling Yunpo sighed and saw An Zhisu, flushed red, struggled out of his arms, turned around to hug the pillar, and cried:

"Master... The apprentice is sorry for the master, and has bad thoughts about the younger brother..."

As she talked, she gradually began to sob and sob, and stopped talking.

Since Senior Sister is already drunk, that means... she is telling the truth now?

Ling Yunpo went around behind her and asked in a low voice:

"Please explain, what kind of bad thoughts?"

"The disciple originally only wanted to be his senior sister..." An Zhisu's eyes were blurry, and his voice gradually lowered, "But I don't want to be... just his senior sister..."

"Then what do you want to be him?" Ling Yunpo asked patiently.

What responded to him was the sound of even breathing, and the senior sister had already fallen asleep holding the pillar.

"Oh, it's true." Ling Yunpo stared at Senior Sister An's unsuspecting sleeping face, with mixed feelings in his heart, whether it was happiness or guilt.

"Send Senior Sister back to the room first."

The next morning.

An Zhisu woke up from the bed and turned around, only to feel that Nao Ren'er was in severe pain, as if he had not woken up from a hangover.

Secretly running True Essence, flowing through many acupoints on the head, the mind immediately became clear.

Covering her head, she slightly recalled what happened yesterday~www.wuxiamtl.com~ couldn't help holding her head and groaning.

I just remembered that Bai Yujing had accumulated too much pressure. After returning, he drank a lot of wine in the pavilion by the stream. Later, he forgot to use his true essence to detoxify, and he was completely drunk.

As for who sent him back, it is self-evident.

Well, when my younger brother found me, I shouldn't have said anything nonsense, right?

Thinking of this, An Zhisu had the urge to hit his head against the wall.

It's a small thing to show an ugly appearance when you're drunk, what nonsense you say in front of your junior brother, it's a big thing to lose your senior sister's prestige!

An Zhisu really has no confidence in his "wine" after being drunk.

She tidied up her clothes a little, and then walked out of the Taoist temple.

Seeing Ling Yunpo practicing swordsmanship in the open space in front of the Taoist temple, An Zhisu subconsciously straightened his face, intending to make up for yesterday's disgrace, and said solemnly:

"Junior brother, your swordsmanship is good, but there are still some areas for improvement, such as..."

She commented a few times, and saw Ling Yunpo staring at her strangely.

"Junior brother! You, what are you doing..." An Zhisu wanted to put on the air of being a senior sister and reprimanded him a few words, but he couldn't help but soften after speaking.

"Senior sister, you are so beautiful." Ling Yunpo said with a smile.

"Ah, is that right?" An Zhisu said in a panic, only to realize that he got out of bed in a hurry, but he forgot to comb his hair and don the hairpin. His long black hair fell smoothly down his shoulders, like a large waterfall.

She hurriedly covered her face and turned around, hurried back to the Taoist temple, and left a sentence ashamed:

"I'm going to wash up!"