Ning Yujin sometimes suspected that she had delusions of being persecuted, because when 108 stood as straight as a piece of wood in front of her, she felt that things were going so smoothly that it was weird.
When did Mo Jingxiao become so easy to talk to?
If she throws melon seeds, he can punish her by sweeping the street. If she doesn't want to give him a favor, she just says, "If you are too soft, give me a hard one." Once she offends him with her words, he will use the air conditioning to suppress her.
No matter how he thinks about it, for him to simply say "Okay" is a very abnormal behavior!
There must be something wrong, she just didn't expect it.
Is it possible...
Could it be that Mo Jingxiao really fell in love with Ning Yuning and now started to please her sister-in-law?
Yes, that must be the case!
"What must it be like, Miss Third?"
"Ah?" Ning Yujin was brought back to her senses by the answer of 108, and then she realized that she had unconsciously said what she was thinking.
She quickly looked around to make sure no one heard her, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, Xiaoba, just pretend you didn't hear anything."
108 suddenly looked at her with a troubled expression. He wanted to say something, but his throat moved up and down, but he couldn't say anything anymore.
Ning Yujin looked at his expression, and her heart suddenly thumped.
How could she forget to consider that these 08 are Mo Jingxiao's people? They shadow guards are absolutely 100% loyal to their master. He won't go and report to Mo Jingxiao, right?
Just when I was worried, I heard that 108 mustered up the courage and finally spoke: "Um, Miss Third, I am 108, not 8. You are messing up the seniority by calling me like this."
Ning Yujin was speechless.
This naughty kid.
"It's okay. My name is Lao Ba for Zero Eight, my name is Zhong Ba for Eighteen, and you and I will be called Xiao Ba. This way we don't mess with the seniority, right?"
Ning Yujin randomly found a far-fetched reason, but when she saw 108 suddenly enlightened, her face was filled with a smile: "It's not chaotic anymore, it's not chaotic anymore, the third lady is still smart."
At this moment, Ning Yujin wanted to bang her head and ask herself: One hundred and eight shadow guards, so many qualified masters, how did you think that you chose the most insignificant one?
Well, at first she was afraid that Mo Jingxiao wouldn't come to him, so she said "one hundred and eight" and took the safe route.
But who knew that Mo Jingxiao didn't even need to know the reason and just agreed?
Later, when she went to see Xue Chan, Murong Xuan secretly asked her what she wanted to do.
She smiled and said, "Teach me a lesson."
I don't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that when she said this, Murong Xuan's eyes lit up, and he asked thoughtfully: "Do you need to send more people to you?"
He looked like an old fox who had become a spirit through cultivation.
She immediately shook her head and refused.
Just one person is fine. If there are too many people, it will make too much noise and it will be bad.
Besides, she has a way to deal with Juehun. Xiaoba doesn't need to fight him, she just needs to do her a favor.
Murong Xuan also nodded and said: "One hundred and eight is pretty good, but the brain's reaction is slower. It will be helpful to you if you give it a try."
At that time, Ning Yujin didn't know that among the many shadow guards, the number of people who could make Murong Xuan give such an evaluation as "pretty good" could be counted on one hand.
She thought of the scene when she saw 108 yesterday, and she thought he was just a saleswoman selling melons, showing off and boasting about herself. She smiled and then turned her attention to the snow toad.
She didn't know what level 108 was, but she was really surprised when he followed her back.
Good guy, he looks like a young boy when he stands up, but when he bends his body, he is extremely soft. The chair is only so big, but even if he hides his size under the chair, there is no trace of him at all!
Ning Yujin was surprised, but also worried: "You martial arts practitioners, are you able to tell how many people there are by listening to their breathing, without looking at them?"
The shadow guard lifting the chair in front replied: "This requires profound skills. When our master concentrates, he can hear the sound of leaves falling to the ground."
The sound of leaves falling to the ground...
Ning Yujin admitted that she was once again shocked by Mo Jingxiao's awesome coaxing skills.
I don’t know who is more powerful between him and Juehun. If Juehun can do this trick, wouldn’t Xiaoba hide under the lifting chair in vain?
These shadow guards are worthy of being trained by Murong Xuan. Not only are they highly qualified and powerful, but their ability to observe words and emotions is also first-rate.
The shadow guard who was lifting the chair behind saw Ning Yujin lowered her head and thought clearly, and said clearly: "Miss Third, don't worry, 108 will not be discovered."
Ning Yujin was happy and surprised, and quickly asked: "Why?"
The shadow guard said: "With the 108-level Turtle Breath Shu Qigong, it is very easy to hide one's breath."
"Really?" Ning Yujin felt vaguely at this moment that finding 108 would be fine.
After arriving at Uncle Quan Ning's Mansion, the two shadow guards sent Ning Yujin directly into the room and then left, just like the previous few days.
And 108, at the moment when the chair fell down, he rolled and hid in the corner, blending into the night.
On the eve of a storm, there is always an uncomfortable calm.
Ning Yujin poured herself a glass of water in the dark, leaned on the table and took sips, counting the time until Juehun arrived.
Compared with the previous two times of fear and repeated forbearance, this time she was not afraid that he would not come, she was just afraid that he would not come.
Although there will be a certain price to pay for taking the initiative, he has tortured her two or three times in different ways. According to her temperament, it cannot be justified to get back her money without profit.
call--
Just as I was thinking about it, a strong gust of wind blew open, blowing open the bolted windows, and a strong air flow rushed in instantly.
The gauze curtains were flying, the tables and chairs were shaking, and the paintings hanging on the walls were pulled high, as if they would be torn apart at any time.
Ning Yujin couldn't even open her eyes. The clothes on her body were torn loudly, and the ink on her head was flying wildly. She blocked the front with her arms, feeling that she was about to be sucked out by the wind.
Suddenly, the strong wind stopped abruptly.
A long, thin, pale hand suddenly stretched out. She felt her clothes tighten, and the next second she was being lifted up in the air!
That ghostly voice seemed to be pulled closer from the distant hell, faintly ringing in my ears: "You are really naughty. I want you to be honest and obedient, don't you understand?"
"You...what do you mean?" Ning Yujin's neck was stuck in the lapel of her clothes, which made her uncomfortable, but she still managed to ask.
You got into trouble as soon as you arrived. Could it be that you discovered something?
But doesn’t Xiaoba know how to hold his breath? Could it be that he also discovered it?