My enemies became my companions

Chapter 135 Are you coming to queue up too?
Outside the door, Yin Weiying's legs were sore from waiting that he didn't lean against the wall but could only squat on the ground.

The Taoist robe fell to the ground, which was not a good look for him, and he did not look like a Taoist priest at all. Fortunately, no one could see it.

She heard the groaning sound inside gradually subside. She exhaled, then inhaled again, feeling unspeakably upset.

A figure flashed outside the courtyard. When Yin Weiying saw it, he suddenly stood up and patted his Taoist robe casually.

"It's you, why are you here?"

Seeing Yin Weiying, Min Ning, whose face was already gloomy, became even more gloomy.

"Why am I not here? I helped him."

Yin Weiying crossed his arms over his chest and said unhappily.

She didn't know how long she had been waiting outside. She didn't even dare to sneak away. She just waited for the man inside.

Just thinking about it made him feel annoyed and humiliated. Yin Weiying turned around and said harshly:
"Why, you're here to queue too?"

"I…"

Min Ning was speechless for a moment. Firstly, she felt that the words came from an unknown source, and secondly, she felt guilty.

She sniffed and smelled a scent coming from the house. She looked at Yin Weiying again, recalled her words, and realized something.

"What do you mean by queuing? You have no shame!"

His heroic brows froze, and Min Ning's face suddenly turned red, and his resolute mood to sacrifice was completely gone.

Min Ning took a few steps back and looked at Yin Weiying, who had wanted to be her Taoist partner. She had some bad thoughts in her mind...

Two women who hate each other are standing together...

With his personality, he likes it this way!

Min Ning took a step back, then gritted his teeth and said:
"I left, and when he came out, I told him that I had been here."

The nun was puzzled, but Min Ning said nothing more and turned away.

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"It's time to call Yin Weiying in. After all, she should be your sister, right?"

Chen Yi teased Yin Tingxue.

"I'll go sit in the study."

Seeing that he was going to call Yin Weiying in, Yin Tingxue blushed.

Chen Yi glanced at her.

“No escape, no escape…”

Yin Tingxue said quickly.

Chen Yi patted her and said:
"Then I'll trust you this time, go ahead."

Yin Tingxue changed her clothes and left in a flash.

Chen Yi sat up. To be honest, he just did that to punish Yin Tingxue. He was far from satisfied.

It just so happened that there was a Taoist nun waiting for him outside. Her feeling was far beyond what Yin Tingxue could compare to.

Chen Yi casually put on a piece of clothing, walked out of the bedroom, pushed open the door, and saw a nun in white squatting on the ground.

It seemed that she was tired of standing, so she squatted down.

"Tired of standing?"

Chen Yi asked, it was really not fair to let her wait outside for so long.

Yin Weiying stood up quickly, without answering his concern, and just said:

"Min Ning has been here. She told me that when you came out, she told you that she had been here."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly:
"Then I'll tell you when I come out."

Yin Weiying did not understand his meaning.

"It's getting late."

Chen Yi said vaguely.

Yin Weiying reacted, his cheeks flushed, and he turned his head away.

"You're very likable this time."

Chen Yi glanced at her and smiled.

“It’s just a small effort…”

"Come to think of it, I haven't figured out how to replenish my body yet."

Hearing this, Yin Weiying was delighted and was about to say goodbye.

Chen Yi grabbed her wrist and said with a fierce smile:

"Just because you don't have the method to replenish your energy doesn't mean you can leave."

The lady in white trembled, but was finally dragged into the house by him unwillingly.

The two of them went to bed quickly. After about half an hour, the nun could not hold on any longer and begged for mercy. Chen Yi thought of her help today and let her go.

"Min Ning has been here."

With the last heavy blow, Yin Weiying cried out, then gasped, and lay weakly on the bed with his eyes half-closed.

Chen Yi did not expect her to be so obedient. He was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and pinched her chin. This time he felt that she was much more likable than before.

Then, Chen Yi felt that when he pinched her chin, she trembled visibly.

It was as if he was recalling the memory of being torn off the road and interrupting the Changsheng Bridge.

Probably satisfied, Chen Yi lay down, then held her in front of him and gently kissed the nun on her lips.

Yin Weiying did not respond and let him kiss her like a puppet.

Then, Chen Yi kissed her earlobe again. She trembled, but remained motionless, not resisting or cooperating at all. Chen Yi understood that she was avoiding these tender touches.

However, he didn't care about it. Even so, Yin Weiying still felt very excited. It was precisely because of this that he wanted to pull her into the sea of ​​desire.

Chen Yi hugged Ruan Xiang and put one foot on her calf. The latter moved a little, but gave up when she saw that she couldn't struggle any further.

"You...just do it for the sake of me helping you once."

After an unknown amount of time, Yin Weiying finally spoke.

"Can I not come next time I have a day off?"

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

The nun shuddered and said anxiously:
"I have something to deal with, it's not a big deal, I'll deal with it between today and the next holiday, I'll definitely come if I can..."

She had to take advantage of that time to bring the palace's master priests and trustworthy fellow Taoists to find the Hehuan Sect's method of collecting and replenishing energy and destroy it.

"OK."

Chen Yi touched her head, which made her tremble even more.

"Okay, I'll let you go this time."

It just so happened that he had something to do at that time. He had to go to the outskirts of the capital to investigate the Hehuan Sect, find out the strange poison, and find a way to replenish its energy. If possible, it would be best to destroy the remnants of the Hehuan Sect.

I still remember that in the previous life, when the gate of heaven cracked, demons wreaked havoc on the world. In order to revive the sect, the Hehuan Sect practiced magic, became an accomplice to the evil, and devoted themselves to Aiyu, the daughter of the demon lord Poxun, and became his right-hand man.

I didn't pay attention to it in my previous life, which caused a lot of trouble. Chen Yi wanted to destroy it as soon as possible to prevent future troubles and weaken the Demon Lord's daughter.

Hearing Chen Yi's words, Yin Weiying nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Yi kissed him again.

She turned her face away, instinctively not wanting to get close to him, and when he pinched his chin, she immediately closed her eyes and acted like a puppet.

Seeing her like this, Chen Yi stopped kissing her and stood up.

Yin Weiying's puppet came back to life and said anxiously:

"It's been done, it's been done! It can't be done again!"

"I'm just worried that you've gone too far and become ill and forget yourself, so I want to heal you."

Chen Yi sighed softly and said with great concern,
"I was so scared when I saw you didn't move just now. Look, am I treating you well?"

"Okay, okay, okay! So please let me go. I'm not possessed. I'm not sick. I don't need medical treatment."

The beautiful person in front of me nodded repeatedly.

"Then tell me, am I a good doctor?" Chen Yi asked with a smile.

"Brilliant, brilliant."

"Smarter than anyone else?" Chen Yi asked her inducingly.

The nun just wanted him to let her go, so she said quickly:
"Better than Medicine King Bian Que. I'm not sick, really not sick."

"That's right."

"…What's right?"

"Are you saying I'm not sick? Are you saying I'm smarter than Bian Que?"

"So what?"

Yin Weiying was puzzled, and when Chen Yi heard the next sentence, blood flowed from her pretty face.

"So I can cure the patient when she is not sick." Chen Yi said with a smile.

Soon after, there were cries coming from the bedroom.

"Why haven't I seen you be so kind before?"

“Don’t, don’t… ah, that’s enough…”

"To abuse me like this...what do you take me for?"

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The capital area.

The night wind blew, and in the long-abandoned temple, the three Buddha statues had lost their gold foil and were so bare that they were unrecognizable. Under the lotus throne, an old man was lying on a mat.

There was black blood on the ground, and the old man was barely breathing. He didn't have much time left. His eyes were small and deep, and he turned his head to see three disciples kneeling on the ground.

"No one looks down upon our Hehuan Sect..."

He was hoarse, as if crying,

"For so many years I thought I had accumulated a lot of love, but in the end, the love I had accumulated with my flesh and bones is nothing more than flesh and bones."

The three disciples knelt on the ground, their eyes dim and dark, their lips moving but unable to speak.

There are nine kinds of people in all kinds of religions, and there are nine kinds of people in the rivers and lakes. It is often said that you can have a stick for a month, a knife for a year, a gun for a lifetime, and a sword to carry with you. Apart from the four weapons in this sentence, the others are just minor things. The old man looked at the sky through the broken tile hole of the temple. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Everyone knew that the Hehuan Sect practiced the Hehuan Heart Method, but no one knew what kind of kung fu the Hehuan Sect had...

But if you don’t have the skills, what’s the use of the Hehuan method?

But no one looks down upon the Hehuan Sect's Kung Fu, just as no one looks down upon the Hehuan Sect itself.

"you…"

The old man was emaciated and his voice was hoarse, as if he was recalling his past when he roamed the world and killed people with one sword in the wild forest, as well as the surprise of others when they heard the three words "Hehuan Sect", and the so-called heroes who died under the sword with great pleasure.

"You want to..."

The three disciples kept leaning forward and listening carefully.

"You must pass on the Hehuan Sect's Kung Fu..."

Grabbing the hand of one of the young men, the old man opened his eyes wide, like a flaming skull:
“Pass it on like Kung Fu!”

There will be more later. The update time in the evening may be changed to 18:20 and :.
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