The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine chapters eavesdropping little witch
Hu Xingtian's voice was very gentle. Ning Lu was so happy that she burst into tears. She choked with tears and responded aggrievedly.
Hu Xingtian laughed, with a hint of evil flashing in his eyes. He passed his fingers across Ninglu's lips and said calmly: "Come up."
Ning Lu's pretty face turned red, she moaned softly, and stood up obediently, and then, there was a beautiful spring scenery.
The tent was full of spring scenery, but little did he know that there was someone on the top of the tree outside the tent who was listening with gusto. Wan Yi changed into night clothes and poked his head from a lush apricot tree. The look on his face was very wonderful.
Sometimes he is surprised, sometimes weird, sometimes snickering, sometimes shaking his head, as if he is judging something critically.
Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from nearby: "It's so late, aren't you going to sleep?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, listen." Wan Yi put an index finger up to his mouth and shushed, signaling Yan Xin, who appeared out of nowhere, to listen carefully to what was going on in the tent. Yan Xin frowned.
As light as the breeze, it fell gently onto a two-finger-thick apricot tree branch three feet away from Wan Yi. The branch did not move at all, as if what fell on it was not a living person, but a small bird.
Yan Xin pushed aside a few apricot leaves in front of her eyes. After listening for a few breaths, her pretty face turned red. She glared at Wan Yi and shouted, "A noble and infatuated saint, aren't you ashamed to eavesdrop on these random sounds?"
"Hehe, I'm not a saint. Don't you all call me a witch? Of course witches are not ashamed to hear this, but it's hard to say whether some people are shy or not."
"Boring." Yan Xin hummed, retracted his inner strength, no longer listened to the lustful moans and gasps in the tent, and asked calmly, "What did you hear?"
"Why, does Miss Yan care so much?"
"What about you, why do you care so much?"
"I like her."
"Her or him?"
Wan Yi blinked and stared at Yan Xin, with a smile on his face but no smile in his eyes, and said, "They all like it, don't they?"
"I advise you not to be sentimental."
"Even if I'm just being sentimental, why are you doing it? Is it just that I'm being sentimental?"
"Nonsense."
"Haha, is that right? Hongchen Palace and our Holy Sect have a long-standing relationship. Back then, Senior Xiaotian had made a decree that all disciples of the Holy Sect should pay three points of respect when they meet the disciples of Hongchen Palace. I didn't know that Hongchen Palace has anything to do with you.
What's the point of hiding in the city?"
Yan Xin was silent, Wan Yi smiled softly, and without saying anything more, he said calmly: "They say actors are meaningless. Our girl is still thinking about her old love. Who knows that they deliberately want to send her into the tiger's mouth? If not
I don’t know where that living Bodhisattva will end up.”
A trace of undisguised disgust flashed in Yan Xin's eyes, and she looked down at the tent at her feet. Wan Yi smiled and said, "My husband loves my concubine. It's the time when you and I are together. Miss Yan, please don't ruin the scenery."
"You won't leave?"
"If you can't sleep, please listen to me for a while."
Yan Xin took a breath and wished she could kick Wan Yi off the tree. She turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, she heard Wan Yi ask behind her: "What did he say to you on Xiankong Island?"
Yan was startled, and looked back at Wan Yi. There was a storm in his eyes, which was extremely shocking. Wan Yi's face did not change, he smiled softly, and whispered softly: "Can't you say it?"
"What about you? What did he say to you?"
"I forgot about it a long time ago." Wan Yi yawned and said with a smile.
"You have a really good memory."
"That's why I asked you. If you remind me, maybe I can remember it."
"Then you should ask Meng Juebohan. She has stayed with him the longest."
Wan Yi looked at Yan Xin with interest, smiled maliciously and said, "Are you jealous?"
A trace of annoyance flashed in Yan Xin's eyes, and she snorted, looking at Wan Yi coldly. Wan Yi suddenly said seriously: "Actually, what I want to know most is what the prince of Zhuocheng will look like when he sees him.
, it’s a pity that I missed it, it’s a pity.”
Yan Xin's heart moved, and she pondered deeply. Wan Yi looked solemn, pointed to the tent at his feet, and said in a deep voice: "He is a master."
Yan Xin was stunned and looked at Wan Yi suspiciously. He was naturally the master of the Duanshan Sect. He could be called a master by Wan Yi. Could it be that he was really a secretive stranger in the world that even he had misjudged.
"Is his martial arts very high?"
Wan Yi stared at Yan Xin with a strange expression, which made Yan Xin a little surprised. Could it be that he really made a mistake.
"Martial arts..." Wan Yi lost his appetite and said slowly, "It's just that, but his ability as a queen is really amazing. Hehe, he's gotten a lot better these days."
Yan Xin's eyesight went dark, his breath was disordered, he could no longer hear Wan Yi's nonsense, and left decisively without looking back. An incomprehensible chuckle from Wan Yi was faintly heard, and he was instantly blown away by the wind in the forest.
The rustling of the leaves was completely covered up.
When Yan Xin left, the smile on Wan Yi's face disappeared in an instant, his jade face turned cold, and he said to himself: "It's getting late. If the intention is to determine the king of heaven, the rare treasure should be born."
After finishing, Wan Yi looked at the tent under his feet coldly, and whispered in a cold voice, "Just let your dog live for a few more days." After saying that, he dodged and disappeared into the forest. He came and went without a trace, and there was no trace around under the tree.
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