Chapter 210 Seven Days (Happy New Year!)
He just... slipped away?
Looking at the back of Tianhe Sect’s holy girl jumping and turning her head three times, Qin Lang felt a little reluctant and helpless in his heart.
No way, maybe Qin Lang knows "Zhuo Beibei" better than Nan Lingyue, but Nan Lingyue definitely knows "Nangong Zhuo" better than himself.
As she said, if the current Nangong Zhuo finds out that she secretly came to see her, then even Nan Lingyue himself may not be sure how he will be punished by his master, and Qin Lang is even less aware of it. .
In the bushes, looking at the girl's twin ponytails dangling as she walked away, Qin Lang felt a sense of worry about gain and loss for a long time, as if he vaguely recalled the moment when he parted with Su Nuxia and Jin Jin in Qingniugang.
At the same time, Qin Lang also seemed to see a little girl who pestered him to tell stories every day.
Hmm...
It seems like there is a little too much girl in my heart...?
Forget it, Qin Lang shook his head and looked at it with openness.
Just give it more. It's not a bad thing. I don't say more is better. At least let nature take its course.
If you ask yourself, Qin Lang is definitely not the kind of man who falls in love with everyone he meets.
The number of women he has come into contact with in his life can only be counted from Mu Xuanli to Su Yupan. Twenty years of seclusion in Tianshan has made him destined to come into contact with more members of the opposite sex than ordinary people. Much, much less.
But now, he just happens to like these only women around him, and it happens that these only women around him also have a crush on him. This is something that has no choice at all.
Of course, Nangong Zhuo is definitely an exception here.
"That crazy woman..."
Qin Lang recalled the information Nan Lingyue told him, and his clenched teeth relaxed again.
According to Nan Lingyue, "Nangong Zhuo" and "Zhuo Beibei" were fighting in the same body. In fact, in Qin Lang's view, this was Nangong Zhuo's inner struggle with Mu Xuanli on the one hand. His hatred on the one hand, and his love for Qin Lang on the other, the two are conflictingly entangled and fighting.
For Nangong Zhuo, these two emotions are real, and there is no way to simply erase one or the other.
Maybe only after using Qin Lang to heal the injury and the two become one, everything will return to normal.
Swish——! "?!"
Just when Qin Lang was thinking about various things, the wind blew for a moment, and a black shadow swept through the fragrant wind and came to Qin Lang.
Nangong Zhuo is back.
"..."
"..."
The eyes of the Tianhe Sect Master met each other, and the casual glance was also charming. However, Qin Lang had the golden inner strength to actively resist, and his perception was not that strong. .
"Nan..."
"Did I let you speak?"
"..."
Qin Lang shut his mouth and tilted his head subconsciously. He was a little worried that Nangong Zhuo would find out that the small cuts on his face and ears had healed, exposing Nan Lingyue's past. .
"Are you full?"
"Yes..."
"Very good, let's rest."
"?"
Seeing the charming beauty walking toward a pavilion behind the big tree, twisting her waist and hips, Qin Lang couldn't help but question:
"Eat and sleep? Then I won't be a pig?"
Nangong Zhuo turned around and smiled contemptuously:
"Then what do you think you are?"
"..."
"Before I used you, you were just a stupid pig raised by me. What? Or do you want to be my dog?"
"... ”
No…
I can’t bear it…
Qin Lang finally understood. Even with Nan Lingyue's explanation, Qin Lang could understand this woman one second, but when he really faced her words and deeds the next second, the fire in his heart would still keep burning. call out--!
Before Qin Lang could speak, Nangong Zhuo suddenly threw something at the other end.
Qin Lang instinctively wanted to dodge. Although his skill seemed to be restricted by Nangong Zhuo, the advantage of having a solid foundation in external skills is that even if he is unable to use his internal power, It's okay to move your legs and feet a few times.
Bang!
So, Qin Lang, who had eaten enough, had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stamped his right foot, and the whole body, together with the stone bench tied under him, moved slightly to the right. The flying light thrown by Nangong Zhuo also passed by Qin Lang's ear. Pass.
"Hmph...~"
"!"
However, Qin Lang, who thought he had escaped, found that the flying light circled the back of his neck again return.
Only then did he see clearly that what Nangong Zhuo threw was a rope.
At the end of the rope was a leather buckle, which was wrapped around Qin Lang's neck to form a loop.
"When I say that I want to rest, you have to go to bed honestly."
Nangong Zhuo continued to walk back after saying this. When the rope in his hand was pulled, Qin Lang suddenly She found that the straps on her legs had been removed by her at some point, and she followed Nangong Zhuo to the pavilion where she slept as if she was tied to a dog leash.
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Passing through screens and pink curtains one after another, Qin Lang was finally led by Nangong Zhuo to an extremely exquisite room paved with brocade soft fabrics. The jade bed of the couch.
Originally, he was still secretly complaining in his mind that this thing would not catch cold or rheumatism when sleeping?
After touching it accidentally, Qin Lang was surprised to understand that this was a bed made entirely of warm jade. The light warmth was just right for the human body.
“Get down.”
“Huh?”
“Get down!”
Before he could turn around, the familiar soles of his feet pushed Qin Lang to his knees beside the bed, transforming into a special footstool for Nangong Zhuo for her to use when getting into bed.
As the gauze-like black skirt Nangong Zhuo was covering came off, Qin Lang could clearly see Nangong Zhuo's close-fitting attire for the first time.
Except for her pair of foot-stomping stockings that wrap her legs, her upper body is also made of black fabric with a faint matte finish, but the material used is pitifully small, and the stockings are already The parts of the body covered with the most skin, for example, in some places, there are only small inverted triangles.
Qin Lang didn't know how it was stuck there. Anyway, in terms of function, it seemed that apart from highlighting the shape of the plump camel toe, it did not play any role in keeping out the cold.
The heart above is equally exaggerated. Nangong Zhuo's heart is almost only circled by a rope, seeming to be reluctantly holding the two heavy masses.
"Ha~ does it look good?"
"..."
As soon as the enchanting voice sounded, Qin Lang was immediately stepped on again:
"Humph! This set of binding immortals The rope is part of my own skill, how can it be used by you for random thoughts? "
The Immortal Binding rope...
Is it really just a set of ropes?
"Just lie beside the bed. I will only need you if I get up at night."
"?!"
Seeing Qin Lang's shocked face Looking like this, Nangong Zhuo chuckled and tugged on the dog leash around his neck:
“What’s that expression? I’m using you to get out of bed, do you think I’m giving you something to drink?”
>
"..."
"To be honest, you are not worthy of the nectar and jade liquid in this naturally beautiful body."
Qin Lang took a deep breath:
"Mr. Nan, what about the healing..."
"Seven days later, just wait."
"..."
Seven days, seven days...
Qin Lang silently clenched his fists and remembered the time.
(End of this chapter)