After cultivating immortal writing, hold the script in hand

Chapter 12 Dangerous
While talking, she was observing Qing Ting Yu, but she didn't find that he was interested in Chi Li Zhu, she thought he didn't want it, so she didn't ask any more.

When passing by the pastry shop, Lingyin walked around inside, and when she came out, she had a food box in her hand, with the shop's logo printed on the lid.

"Eat it?" Ling Yinsai gave him a piece of Poria cocos cake, "As a reward for thanking you."

Qing Tingyu held his mouth in a daze for a while, wanted to vomit it out, and was afraid that someone would avenge his private revenge and refused to give blood, so he simply swallowed it.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced back, hooked his fingertips on the back collar of Lingyin who was walking in front, and led her into a remote alleyway.

"What's wrong?" Lingyin asked nervously.

"There is a tail." Qing Tingyu spoke concisely, shuttled through the small roads familiarly, as if he had been here before.

Now is not the time to chat, Lingyin ran upside down to keep up with his pace, habitually turning her head to see if anyone was catching up.

When turning left at the third intersection, Qing Tingyu, who was leading the way, stopped suddenly. Lingyin didn't pay attention, and bumped into her, "Yeah."

Looking up, there were already people waiting for their driver on the opposite side.

Not long after, footsteps came from behind, accompanied by the coquettish laughter of the brothel girl.

It seems that there is no normal person who can come to intercept them, whether it is a man or a woman.

"Who sent them, Liyue faction?" After all, Liyue faction knew that Qing Tingyu was still alive, so it would be convenient and quick to use the black market to find out information.

Qing Tingyu pushed her to the corner, "Getting in the way."

Nan Lingyin was not convinced. She has no spiritual power now, so it doesn't mean she won't be of help. In view of saving face for senior brother, she just spared him a lot.

After cheering him on, Lingyin watched the battle with a food box in hand.

Qing Tingyu's hands are crisp and sharp, her figure is erratic like a ghost, and three thousand black hairs are fluttering, she praised "so beautiful" out of time.

The man turned around inadvertently, and seeing someone approaching Nan Lingyin, she didn't notice, she stared at him in a daze, and said angrily, "Squat down."

Lingyin trembled, and when she squatted down, the cool wind swept across her head, cutting off a few black hairs.

"Ah, my hair!" She touched the top of her head subconsciously. Fortunately, she was not bald.But she didn't intend to let him go, so she quickly got up and backed away, tore off her purse and threw it at the other side.

"Hmph, let me give you a taste of my new rosemary, does it smell good?" She playfully put away her purse, kicked the assassin who fell to the ground, and at this time Qing Ting Yu had already killed the rest, Go back and make up for him.

"Hey," Nan Lingyin complained without stopping, "You don't need to ask who their master is?"

"Black market, buy a murderer." Qing Tingyu said lazily, reaching out to her.

Lingyin said "Oh", and put her hand on his palm in doubt, did she think she was frightened?
Qing Tingyu raised his eyebrows, probably guessing what was going on in her heart, and slapped her hand away gently, "Corpse water."

"?" Lingyin turned her head in embarrassment and coughed dryly, "How do you know I have rotting corpse water?"

Qing Tingyu didn't explain, otherwise she would think that he did something unforgivable while she was asleep, and he has no interest in her body.

As the name suggests, corpse water is a magical potion specially used to destroy corpses.

When Lingyin ran away, she took two bottles from the teacher's gate, but she didn't expect it to come in handy at this moment.

At night, after the assassination in the afternoon, Nan Lingyin heightened her vigilance and moved directly to live next to Qing Tingyu, so that if there was another killer, she could call for help in time.

Without spiritual power, it is difficult to move an inch, she has a deep understanding.

In the middle of the night, when she was half asleep and half awake, she heard movement in the courtyard, worried, got out of bed and put on her shoes to check.

After opening the door, the evening wind blew in, only the grass in the yard rustled, other than that, the rest of the servants had gone back to rest, and there was no one else.

(End of this chapter)