At the beginning, I accepted the Empress as a disciple, but she turned out to be a rebel disciple.

Luo Qian pulled out the Ming Xin Fire Phoenix Sword, and the sword blade was not stained with the slightest bit of blood, and the gray rat embedded in the wall fell to the ground with a plop after losing the fulcrum. He pinched the tail of the gray rat and picked it up and looked at it, this gray rat realm is only four times of qi training, the demon qi is weak, and the tiger demon should not be the same group, probably by nature mistakenly entered Su Yingmo's room, and the tragedy happened.

What a poor little mouse.

Luo Qian shook his head and sighed twice, and then casually threw the gray rat out of the window, and the gray rat's body fell to the ground and rolled twice, and was quickly taken away by a black cat.

Looking at the black cat who shook his head, Luo Qian sighed again, what a poor mouse.

He closed the window, boiled the water, forced cooling to a suitable temperature with spiritual power, poured it into the basin, took a cloth to soak it, wiped the sword body of the Mingxin Fire Phoenix Sword, and put it next to Su Yingmo's bed again.

The girl on the bed silently watched what Luo Qian did, until he came to the bed, he seemed to realize that at this moment, she was just wrapped in a light gauze nightdress, and her cheeks were instantly wrapped around Asaka, and she hurriedly shrunk her head into the quilt, and after a while, she was pulled open a little gap, revealing a pair of light glass-colored eyes from inside.

"Master, although our sect is deserted, it should also know the law and abide by the etiquette, Master Zun depends on the apprentice in the middle of the night and does not leave, if you want to do something to the apprentice, how can the weak and poor apprentice resist?" The delicate words came out from the girl's bed.

Luo Qian glanced over at the fist-sized hole on the wall that was pierced by the Ming Xin Fire Phoenix Sword, and the corner of his eyes twitched, and it was rare that he did not fight with her.

"Keep sleeping, I'll stay next door for the master, and I'll come over if I shout if there is a situation." Luo Qian said a word and went back to the room.

"Oh..." "

Why, still telling stories for the teacher to put you to sleep?" Luo Qian smiled.

"Well... Qi, apprentices are not rare.

"Then the teacher will not bother you, go to bed early."

Su Yingmo's whole head drilled out, watching Luo Qian blow out the lights, close the door and leave, and suddenly snorted lightly: "Yiyi, do you say that I am not counting this as returning to a city?" It

is a pity that the big white bird is still asleep with its claws and paws facing the sky, and Fang Cai's sound has not woken her up, and naturally it cannot answer the girl's question.

In the middle of the night, the entire Yaodong City is not lit, as if it is sleeping, only the moon hanging high on the sky is still open and open, and the dusty disk is outside the sky, and the interpretation of thousands of years is unobstructed, reflecting the joys and sorrows of the world.

Su Yingmo wrapped in a quilt and thought about many things in a daze, but in the end, she would inexplicably turn to Luo Qian lying on the chair with her red and swollen ass begging her for mercy, and she held the small bamboo board and sneered, in Luo Qian's eyes of fear and begging for mercy, she raised the small bamboo board high....

In the room on the other side of the wall, Luo Qian closed his eyes cross-kneeled, silently practicing the White Tibetan Sutra.

Time flickered, and soon it was early morning.

Su Yingmo woke up from the bed and sleepily recalled what strange dreams he seemed to have had last night, but why can't he remember it now?

She pursed her lips, feeling heavy on her chest, a little tight, lifted the futon and looked, only to see a large white ball lying on the sizeable floating and convex snow peak, sleeping sweetly.

Su Yingmo: "..."

The door closed and a fluffy Yiyi was thrown out.

"Huh?"

The big white bird looked at the corridor with a blank face, shouldn't he sleep on a soft and fragrant bed, how could he be here?

When Su Yingmo just got up, Luo Qian had already eaten breakfast in the restaurant, ordering a fried noodle and a bowl of porridge.

Wang Xiaoer didn't take long to come over with steaming fried noodles and porridge, he put the things on the table and said that there was something to shout to him, and slowly tiptoed to the back kitchen.

Luo Qian picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of fried powder, frowned and paused, this fried powder actually did not put chicken essence, strange had to be delicious.

After he finished eating the fried noodles, he went to Su Yingmo's room with the porridge.

Knocked on the door, after getting Su Yingmo's answer, Luo Qian pushed the door and entered, and as soon as he came in, he saw the girl standing by the window combing her hair, I don't know if it was not dried after washing or stained with morning dew, her hair was wet, and it was deflected with a faint morning light, like a shimmer.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, the girl turned around, and her upside-down face became misty under a trace of light, as if through a layer of cold water mist.

Su Yingmo frowned and said, "This is still a heavenly room, and there is not even a dresser."

Then she looked at Luo Qian, her eyes moved slightly, hooked the corners of her lips, and revealed a touching smile: "Master Venerable to help the apprentice comb his hair, right?"

Luo Qian glanced at each other, the corners of his eyes jumped slightly, sighed and put the porridge on the table, moved a chair for Su Yingmo to sit on, and took the comb in the girl's hand. He picked up a lock of the girl's silky hair, and the wooden comb seemed to slide into the water, and combed it to the end.

The idly idle girl squinted and sat quietly, her two small hands obediently folded on her legs, looking out the window.

"Master, what should we do next? The apprentice has a hunch that this place may soon become a land of right and wrong, and we can still leave while it is not yet the end. Su Yingmo suddenly said.

Luo Qian held Mu Comb's hand for a while, and lowered his head and said, "There is not only one way to break the game, maybe we can also play a game as a chess player." "

They can leave, but those innocent people in the city don't want to die in vain under the claws of demon beasts, Luo Qian prides himself on not being a saint, but if he wants to sit and watch the people of a city die, he can't do it." As he said before, there are always people and things in this world that cannot be avoided, and the current situation is not necessarily the worst.

"Then Master Venerable has thought of a way to break the game?" Su Yingmo asked.

"Not yet, but we can check it out from that old woman."

Combing the girl's hair, Luo Qian sat down on another chair and thought. Su Yingmo sat on the side and drank the porridge in small sips, the white porridge was light but a little sweet, she used a spoon to open the porridge noodles, and there was a sugar-coated sugar gourd inside, obviously someone secretly added it.

The girl finished the porridge, wiped the corners of her lips with a silk scarf, and said, "Master can think about where to find that old woman?"

Luo Qian said: "Let's go to that alley to look for it first, by the way, have you seen Yiyi?" As

soon as Su Yingmo wanted to speak, a big white bird flew in from the window, and she landed on Luo Qian's shoulder, looking at the ruthless girl who threw her out the door with resentment.

The two took Yiyi downstairs together, and when they passed the counter, the treasurer was lying lazily on the back chair, and when he saw them coming, he said hello with a smile on his face.

At this time, Su Yingmo remembered something, she seemed to have poked a hole in the wall last night, and immediately said a little embarrassed: "By the way, the treasurer, I accidentally broke the wall of my room last night, and these should be compensated to you."

Su Yingmo took out the money bag and grabbed a handful of coins and gave them to the treasurer.

The treasurer took it with a confused look, wondering in his heart, what is it to break the wall? Are today's young people playing so flower?