Seeing Ning Feiyan crying so hard that her eyes and nose were red, Bai Lian was also stunned.
Xin Shuo Jiujiu and Shu Ci were bullies. Most of the time they were just joking around and didn't do anything excessive. How could they suddenly make Ning Feiyan, who had been thinking about her so much, cry?
Balian used his fingers to catch the tears in the corners of her eyes, but he had never seen her cry so childishly.
Ningda, the female demon, has always used her physical advantages to become a weapon to confuse people.
For example, her charming appearance, charming eyebrows, and tears.
In the past, when she cried and shed tears, it was mostly because she wanted to tease someone. She shed tears of resentment and sorrow, feeling sorry for herself and hurting herself. There was a desolation like the autumn wind hidden in her passionate lover's eyes.
Maintaining a beautiful and sad face and just the right amount of speechless swallowing, this look is definitely killing a man.
But most of them just pretend to cry with bad intentions and bad intentions.
Bai Lian, who knew Ning Feiyan's temperament well, had never seen her truly sad and crying until now.
How could she cry so shamelessly like now? Ning Feiyan, who had the tears in her eyes wiped away by Balian, seemed to realize that she was crying inappropriately, and turned her head away in embarrassment.
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Bailian was both distressed and amused at the same time. Ning Feiyan had been wearing a beautiful mask to show off to others for thousands of years. He had been alone for so long and was wary of everyone.
Now that she was unexpectedly approached with care by two people whom she had regarded as her enemies not long ago, she could only hide something by pretending to be angry and crying.
Seeing Ning Feiyan's hidden little thoughts, Bailian knew that she was thin-skinned, so he would not expose her at this time, but he just used a different way to tease her.
"Oh my, everyone is so generous. I am so strapped for money that I don't know what to give."
As soon as Balian opened his mouth, Ning Feiyan pulled herself out of her complicated and awkward emotions.
She is a person who can climb up with a pole. The mist in her eyes has not yet dissipated. Her naturally affectionate eyes lifted up and down, and she put on a clever smile.
The long green hair was spread on the red rope and reflected on her beautiful back, which further highlighted the enchanting beauty of her body.
"You are a humble official, you are not shy about your money. If you have such a pile of gold and jade, a fat horse and a light fur coat, if you just leak one or two drops from the cracks, it will be enough to make me extra full and well-clothed.
It’s over.”
Even though she was about to become a lover between Jiujiu and Shu Ci, this goblin was not honest at all, and did not forget to stretch out a jade foot to hook the place on Balian's body where the devil's 'real name' was printed.
The snow-white soles of the feet were soft and warm, as if they were rolling some kind of thin-skinned and delicate snow dumplings.
She couldn't control Jiujiu and Shuci, and only Balian could let her bully him. He was made blushing and slipped away.
In this way, Ning Feiyan was teamed up with others, one was a villain, the other was a villain, bullying and coaxing while coaxing and pampering ended the second three-day trip in her life.
Compared to the three fatal days in Xianling City...well, although these three days this time were also 'fateful' in a sense.
But the results and state of mind are quite different.
As the hour approached, the two aunts Jiujiu and Shuci finally put aside their thoughts of playing around and untied the red rope of Xishan from her body.
Ning Feiyan was not in a hurry to pick up the scattered clothes. She leaned against the bed wall coquettishly, rubbing her red wrists that were tied up with aggrieved eyes, and glanced at Bai Lian with annoyance and resentment:
"Thanks to Hongzhuang and I taking turns to nourish your yang body, you actually just watch them bullying me and don't know how to take care of it."
Balian looked innocent: "I can't beat them two. I can only lie down and be sat on. Even if I want to save you, I can't do anything."
As soon as Xiao Hongzhuang got to bed, she thoughtfully bent down to look for Ning Feiyan's tiny socks and embroidered shoes that had slipped off her feet. The clothes were scattered on the bed.
Without Ning Feiyan's instructions, she did not dare to go to her brother-in-law's bed casually. She just picked up Ning Feiyan's snow socks and embroidered shoes on the ground and arranged them neatly under the couch.
While picking up the shoes, she couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "How come all men in the world have the same virtues, and they all behave in the same way when bullying women.
He only had to lie down, and then he was able to make great strides. He was very energetic and noisy, but now he is pretending to be cowardly."
Xiao Hongzhuang was usually silent, but when she spoke, her words were shocking and made Balian cough repeatedly.
Jiujiu held the completely wet red rope in his hand and said lightly:
"How can you call it bullying? Didn't Sister Feiyan herself clamor for this rope to be used by you from the beginning? Now it has indeed been used on you, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?"
As soon as Jiujiu opened his mouth, Ning Feiyan didn't dare to speak anymore, and only dared to secretly hate him in his heart.
Did she mean it originally?
The rope was clearly tied to Silly Mao'er's body at that time, and what she said was that she wanted to join in the fun game of tying people up and training them.
I never thought that joining would mean joining.
But she became happiness in the hands of others.
Seeing that Ning Feiyan was mute again, Jiujiu shook the rope in his hand and asked deliberately: "This red rope twisted by Qingsi, the goddess of Xishan, is a rare item. If sister Feiyan really likes it, why not give it to her?"
It’s great for you.”
How could Ning Feiyan accept such a defeated product? She snorted coldly and said: "No need, you can keep it for yourself."
Jiujiu nodded and said seriously: "That's fine, keep it for next time."
Ning Feiyan's face turned blue, her anger surged like a mountain, and she went to pick up clothes and wear them with an annoyed look on her face.
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"Creak" sound.
The door that had been closed for three days was finally opened.
The barrier set up by Empress Ying Ji outside the door had dissipated, and Empress Ying Ji came forward with a smile. Seeing that Bailian's face was not as pale as it was three days ago, she let out a long sigh of relief.
"It seems that grandma's arrangement is not wrong."
After all, it was not for such a superficial reason that Empress Ying Ji trapped Bailian in the room and let him live in debauchery for these three days.
She felt like a mirror in her heart. These girls had come all the way here, and most of them were worried about him being escorted to Kunlun Jingxu.
Although he should be sealed in the realm of the Kunlun God Lord, no one really dared to kill him in the Kunlun Pure Ruins.
But after all, Bailian offended Junhuang Chenghuang because of the source of the water god.
Since Jun Huang takes advantage of the situation to maintain his identity, he will naturally not openly attack Bailian, but if Bao Qi fails, he will secretly exert pressure.
Bailian has no cultivation base.
There are many people in Kunlun Jingxu who can figure out people's hearts, and they don't even need Emperor Chenghuang to give orders. Secretly, they are afraid that there are people who come to please Emperor Chenghuang, wishing they could trample Bailian into the dust.
After these three days of seemingly absurd and unbridled troubles.
As expected, Empress Ying Ji used her spiritual consciousness for a moment and clearly felt that the moonlight lock was still tightly locked on Bailian's Pipa bones, sealing his cultivation and blood so that he could not move at all.
But in the dantian in his belly, the normally silent Yin-Yang Taoist fish planted in his body by the Corpse King's generals created a spiritual pond on its own after being warmed and nourished by the power of dual cultivation for three days.
This square spiritual pool is similar to the spiritual power node in the practitioner's body, except that it is larger in scope than the spiritual power node. The stored spiritual power becomes purer and thicker after being purified by the operation of the yin and yang fish.
Just like the second spiritual root of the Immortal Sect monk.
Although the spiritual power hidden in it is far less than what it was before the cultivation was sealed, it is not so much that after Baili'an goes up the mountain, he can only let others bully him and have no ability to protect himself.
No one understands the changes in the body better than Balian. At this moment, he naturally understands the good intentions of Empress Ying Ji.
The breath moves according to the heart, and the Yin and Yang Tao fish disappears.
The general's method of the Corpse King hides life in death, yang in yin, Tao fish disappears, and the new spirit pool is opened. Naturally, it is difficult to sense the natural rules of heaven and earth.
No matter how spiritually conscious he is, at this moment Balian seems to be just a man who has completely lost his cultivation.
Balian raised his head and glanced at the increasingly dark sky, feeling melancholy filling his heart.
He looked at the empress Ying Ji, who was dressed in red under the snowy moon, and moved her lips lightly: "Aniang..."
Empress Ying Ji shook her hand. Compared to three days ago, when she heard that Bai Lian was being escorted up the mountain, she now had a slightly more relieved smile on her face:
"My mother knows that when you leave, your words of farewell will not be nice, so there is no need to say more. In this regard, your mother-in-law is much more elegant than your mother-in-law.
He knows that you have something else to do when you go up the mountain, and we will see each other one day. He also believes that you will be able to survive the hardships in the world. When a young man shakes his clothes, why can't he look at the wind flags thousands of miles away. He believes that you can go to the mountains with various postures and postures.
Seeing the future. Therefore, I did not act like a child and went back to Jiuyou first."
Baili An felt touched, and her throat moved slightly as she said, "Don't worry, grandma, no matter how difficult and difficult the road ahead is this time, my son will never do stupid things like before."
After all, Empress Ying Ji's state of mind was not as profound and powerful as that of Emperor Taiyin. She waited for three days just to take one more look at him.
Now that we have seen it, it seems that the present world is stable, just like grass growing on weirs and leaves growing on treetops, it is natural.
Ying Ji threw down the twig in her hand, and the boulder in her heart felt like a leaf.
"Bai Liyu is waiting in the front courtyard of the mansion right now. He wants to see you before you go to Kunlun Mountain."
Ying Ji did not ask Balian if she wanted to see him, because he knew that Balian had always been sensible, so sensible that it made her, a mother, feel guilty and distressed.
He will never look forward to his father like other children who long for sunshine and rain, nor will he wither and wither because he does not get the response from his closest relatives.
Now that you have been born, you are at peace and do not suffer from resentment. You walk alone without resentment and do not suffer from illness.
I am afraid that until now, he has not felt even the slightest bit of resentment towards his father for not understanding, trusting or having any hope.
So Ying Ji simply said directly: "He is your father after all. Aniang will not stop you from meeting each other. If you want to see him, go meet him over there. It's time for Aniang to return to the Zhongyou Dynasty."
She will not stop Balian from meeting or getting to know her father. For Ying Ji, it is no matter whether we are human or not, so let go of everything.
To her, Bailiyu was just a passer-by, a common person in life.
There was no need for her and him to meet again in vain.
Bailian had no objections to Ying Ji's arrangement. Looking back on it now, he could see through the dream.
There is no longer the thought of going to the Zhongyou Dynasty to find my mother and persuade her to reconcile with my father when I first went down to the White Camel Mountain.
Bailian's eyebrows were calm, and he bowed his hands and said, "Son, I send you my mother-in-law."
Ying Ji smiled slightly, and her black silk hair fell from behind her ears, swaying gently in the slight wind. Then her whole body seemed to be trapped in the night wind and snow, and her vermillion dress was blown up, as light as a cicada.
The wings, the stars, the sky, and the light gradually merged in her eyes, and Ying Ji rose up against the wind and rode away on the snow.
When they parted, she and Bailian seemed to have a thousand words to say, but for the Tianxi Sword Master who visited thirteen cities in one night, not even a single word was left.
Bailiyu, who was standing outside the vestibule, seemed to feel something in his heart. He suddenly raised his head in the sudden and chaotic wind.
In the vast and endless night sky, a wisp of crimson that spread like fire gradually disappeared among millions of fragments of flying frost, and was finally swallowed up by the endless darkness of the night and disappeared.
Bailiyu suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, his eyes filled with panic, and he strode towards the inner courtyard regardless of the two young masters of the Fang family who were waiting beside him.
After passing through numerous Zhuting waterside pavilions and arriving at the house in the inner courtyard, Bailiyu saw Bailian standing in front of the courtyard.
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Bailiyu didn't have any extra thoughts on other people at the moment. He walked over quickly, his breath was messy and unsteady, and his expression was panicked as if he had lost his soul. He clasped Bailian's arms with both hands and asked urgently:
"An'er, where is your grandma?!"
Baili'an was hit by his force and couldn't help but staggered back a few steps. His arms were pinched by Bailiyu's uncontrollable force and it was painful. His injured back almost hit the door frame behind him.
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Ning Feiyan was angry with Bai Lian, but he didn't call out of the boundary gate immediately after the incident and leave the place.
Most likely, he had planned to face Baili Yu before Bai Lian left for Kunlun.
As expected, Bailiyu's neither serious nor serious temper will never change no matter how many years go by.
Ning Feiyan calmly stretched out her arms and gently hugged Baili'an's waist from the side and back, removing most of Bailiyu's strength so that Baili'an did not hit the door frame.
Before Bai Lian could speak, Ning Feiyan couldn't help but spoke sarcastically: "Where else can we go? Of course we have to go back to our own Zhongyou Dynasty. Is it possible that Brother Yu still has hope in his heart?"
Do you still have a chance with her?"
Bailiyu's face turned pale, and he murmured in despair: "She actually refuses to see me even once? She is my wife, even though I have passed by..."
"Don't say goodbye." Ning Feiyan interrupted: "The book of Heli has been written for more than two hundred years, right? She is a powerful empress after all, not a disciple who can come and go as soon as you call her.
, the principles of this world are not established simply by saying them."