My enemies became my companions

Chapter 446 Kiss Min Ning for You (Two in One)

The night was silent, with thick dark clouds pressing down on the sky and faint rumblings of thunder, but Chen Yi felt ethereal. A breeze blew through the woods, and leaves drifted lightly and silently to the ground. He wondered for no reason how Min Ning looked so heroic and yet melancholy when she occasionally thought of him.

Chen Yi groped for the Wuzaonian bottle around his waist, came to his senses, and his hand trembled, spilling half a bowl of wine.

Min Ning felt sorry for it and said angrily, "There are only three jars of this wine, and I taught him swordsmanship and he only gave me one jar."

Chen Yi came back to his senses and said, "That's a pity, but I don't know much about wine."

He only has a vague understanding of tea, wine and the like.

Yin Weiying felt unhappy when he heard Min Ning's scolding.

The scene of Chen Yi saying "I miss you very much" flashed through her mind. Although Chen Yi had said similar love words before, she always felt that the sentence he said to Min Ning was not as good as ten other sentences combined.

Yin Weiying said coldly: "I never thought that you, Min Yuechi, would be so stingy."

Hearing the sarcasm, Min Ning was unhappy for a moment and said:

"You don't know how precious this wine is. There were eighty-one jars brewed in the wine cellar of Baiweng Manor thirty years ago. Some were opened, some were given away as gifts. It has been sealed for thirty years, but there are only three jars. How many thirty years can a person have in his life?"

Yin Weiying said calmly: "We Taoists, let alone thirty-year-old wine, if we are in the mood, we will not be stingy even if it is three hundred years old."

Min Ning raised his eyebrows and said, "You have three hundred years of wine, what does it have to do with me?"

They stared at each other across the light of the campfire, neither refusing to give way to the other.

The two of them were arguing, Min Ning suddenly turned to look at Chen Yi and said:
"Chen Zunming, am I stingy?"

Chen Yi thought about it and was about to deny it.

Yin Weiying suddenly turned his head and said in a low voice:
"Husband, isn't she stingy?"

Chen Yi was stunned, his face a little stiff.

How could Chen Yi not be aware of the grudge between the two? She was so overwhelmed by the joy of reunion that she forgot that the two of them actually didn't get along well.

After a long while, Chen Yi said softly: "Not stingy, not stingy."

Yin Weiying raised his eyebrows and said in a calm voice with a hint of grievance: "So I am stingy?"

Chen Yi lowered his head and took a sip of wine and said, "Not stingy, not stingy either."

If it were in the past, it would have been fine. At most, Yin Weiying would have been wronged. But now that they were married and deeply in love with each other, Chen Yi could not lose her face, so he had to treat them equally.

The two girls stared at him, apparently dissatisfied with his generous answer.

Chen Yi knew it would be like this, and said helplessly:
"I am the most narrow-minded and I like to be a fence-sitter. I can drink thirty-year-old wine, and I can also drink three hundred-year-old wine."

He suddenly sounded a bit weak, which made the two girls glare at him fiercely, and they seemed to be united in their hatred of the enemy.

Chen Yi drank the wine in one gulp, glanced at the nun, and said with a cheeky smile: "Emperor Yin Luan, let me see what three hundred years old wine tastes like?"

Yin Weiying was a little dissatisfied. Why didn't he call her "wife" in front of Min Ning?

She snorted coldly, waved her sleeves and said:
"I'll let you see it."

As she spoke, the nun fished out a golden purple cloud gourd from the ground, and with a flick of her finger, the mouth of the gourd opened. Looking up, she saw the sea of ​​clouds in the sky parting away, revealing a colorful silver moon, which shone brightly like water and flowed down into the gourd.

She picked up the wine bowl in her hand and poured out the gourd.

The crystal clear moonlight poured into the bowl appears even clearer and brighter, with an ethereal air.

"Chongyang Guanjianchi five hundred years of spring and autumn,"

Yin Weiying pushed the wine bowl forward.
"How about I take the moon and make wine tonight?"

Min Ning was stunned by this fantastic and magnificent scene.

The nun was very proud.

Chen Yi took the wine bowl and looked down. The porcelain bowl was filled with dew from the sky, silvery white and translucent. The clouds gathered again, and the sky and the earth suddenly darkened. He was holding the only speck of mottled moonlight in his hand.

The breeze blows by, and the beauty is beside me.

Chen Yi took a sip of the wine soaked in moonlight. The unique taste flowed down the tip of his tongue into his throat, spreading a pure aftertaste from his heart, with the aroma of wine. Even he, who didn't know much about wine, was instantly conquered.

When his mouth left the wine bowl, Chen Yi stood there in a daze for a while.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see the woman's slightly upturned nose.

When Min Ning saw Chen Yi's expression, he couldn't help but become curious about the wine. Without asking any questions, he reached over the campfire, snatched his wine bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.

It's strange, he clearly caught the moonlight from the sky, but when it reached Min Ning's lips, it became ordinary wine.

When he looked up again, he saw Yin Weiying making hand gestures and collecting the moonlight into the gourd. It turned out that the magic was being taken back.

Min Ning wiped the wine stains from his lips and said, "You are too stingy."

Yin Weiying snorted coldly and said, "You take it without asking, and you are unworthy of calling yourself a chivalrous lady."

Min Ning laughed and said, "I have never seen such a calculative immortal."

"Then you are lucky to see him today." Yin Weiying choked.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Chen Yi felt a headache for a moment.

He had no choice but to cough lightly and change the subject:
"What have you been through in the past few days? By the way, why is Yue Chi here? How did you and Luan Huang meet?"

After hearing this question, Min Ning finally came to her senses. They had not explained the whole story to Chen Yi.

We were so immersed in the joy of reunion that we even forgot to ask each other where they came from.

Min Ning did not refuse and began to narrate what had happened over the past few days. He skipped over some unimportant quarrels and only talked about the main points. The female priest would occasionally agree with him and make additional comments, while Chen Yi listened quietly. After Min Ning finished speaking, he picked out some doubts and asked about them. After they were answered one by one, he started to talk about everything.

"Is there Wu Buyu's swordsmanship in that cave?" Chen Yi asked.

Min Ning held the sword across his knees, brushed the scabbard and said, "Not bad, I've practiced for a day and have gotten about 50 to 60 points."

Chen Yi said slowly: "I can get it 100%."

Min Ning knew that this was not just arrogance, but could really be done. However, she thought of Yu's words and shook her head:

"It's useless to be 100% formed. Those who died here were all great talents. They can all be 100% formed within seven days. The key lies in the sword intent."

"Well, take me to see it first."

Chen Yi understood the reason, and Min Ning immediately stood up and walked to Chen Yi.

When Yin Weiying saw Chen Yi's appearance, his heart began to tremble, cold sweat broke out, and he grabbed his sleeve unconsciously.

Chen Yi just stood up and was about to see the sword skills, but found that his sleeve was grabbed.

The nun lowered her voice and said, "...You don't have to go."

Chen Yi looked at Yin Weiying. The concern and worry in her eyes were real. He saw it at a glance and gently stroked her hand.

Min Ning noticed this little action but did not say anything. Perhaps Chen Yi would not take the risk for Yin Weiying, which is also human nature.

She waited silently, not forcing him.

If he really didn't come, it would just be a bit disappointing. Yin Weiying moved closer to Chen Yi, his eyes sparkling in the campfire.
She could bear to see Lu Ying die, and she could bear to see Min Ning die, but she couldn't bear to see him die. One Min Ning was equivalent to two Lu Yings, one Yin Weiying was equivalent to countless Min Nings, and one Chen Yi... was equivalent to one Yin Weiying.

The nun leaned close to Chen Yi's ear and whispered:
"Although the Sword Pond is about to collapse, there is definitely a way out. Since you can come here, you can also leave. Moreover, I have divined that there is already a gap in this secret realm. And what Min Ning said before is true. There is also a way out. It's just that it's not back to Shantong City, but to Xishu. In short... it's best for you and me to leave."

Although he is a disciple of Jianjia, he is not considered to have inherited Yinjianshan's mantle. Besides, the right thing to do is to go with Wu Buyu before she discovers him.

As for Lu Ying and Min Ning, I think the possessed Wu Buyu will not let them go easily.

Chen Yi stared at Yin Weiying. She had never been able to figure things out, and he also knew it, and understood even more clearly that she couldn't let him go now and wanted to be well with him.

He has a gentle heart.

"Empress Luan... I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you know what I am thinking about?" Chen Yi stroked the white jade-like back of the nun's hand with his fingertips.

Yin Weiying's cheeks felt slightly hot. Min Ning was just standing there, yet he was so shameless.

But it doesn't matter. The more shameless he is, the more it proves how deeply he has fallen.

Yin Weiying wanted to keep him, so he responded gently, "I don't know."

"Then take a guess?"

Yin Weiying's eyes were filled with affection, "Then I can definitely guess it."

"That must be a wrong guess."

Chen Yi moved closer silently.

Yin Weiying pursed her lips and was about to slowly move forward. Isn't this what he was thinking about? She grumbled in disapproval, "I could have guessed it."

But she guessed wrong...

Chen Yi stood up quickly, spun around, and landed in front of Min Ning. Without hesitation, he gave Min Ning a kiss in front of Yin Weiying.

Yin Weiying's eyes widened.

"I said you were wrong,"

Her husband turned around, hugged Min Ning and smiled softly:

"I'm thinking about kissing Min Ning to show you, can you guess?"

The female crowns were all dumbfounded.

Chen Yi held Min Ning's hand and asked her to lead the way. The two of them strode towards the Juejian Cave. Only Yin Weiying stayed there.

The night wind blew and hit her face, making her feel particularly cold. Yin Weiying's stiff body finally trembled slightly. She frowned, clenched her fists, pulled out the hairpin in her hair, and threw it to the ground fiercely.

"Humph!"

She said loudly, and walked towards the Juejian Cave without looking back.

After walking a few steps, Yin Weiying stopped again and turned back to look at the hairpin that was gleaming with silver light.

The golden boy holds the purple medicine and the jade girl presents the green lotus. The way the golden boy and jade girl of Mount Taihua practice Taoism is not just the combination of yin and yang, but the deeper level is the communication of souls and spirits with each other. The communication of souls and spirits must have a place to rest, and that is usually the jade girl's natal magic weapon.

This hairpin with a smoky cloud pattern was so important to her, carrying the love between the two of them. She even wanted to refine it into a life-saving magic weapon, but now it was taken away from her. What else could she use to refine it into a life-saving magic weapon? The pig-head mask?
Thinking of this, Yin Weiying looked around and saw no trace of Chen Yi and Min Ning, so he walked over quickly, holding up the hem of his clothes, quickly put away the hairpin, wiped off the dust on it, and put it back in his hair.

.........

Chen Yi turned around intentionally or unintentionally, and saw the nun with a sullen face following him among the bushes.

Sighing secretly in his heart, Chen Yi shook his head helplessly.

Min Ning whispered, "You are really cruel."

"...It's not that cruel. If I don't piss her off and stop her from thinking about it, she will probably try every possible means to drag me away." Chen Yi paused, turned around and said, "Besides... I really want to kiss you."

Min Ning snorted coldly, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

However, she did not dwell on it too much. She had always known that Chen Yi was lustful to the core of his nature, and she accepted him as he was.

No matter what, she never considered Yin Weiying as an opponent. Maybe Zhou Yitong counted as one, maybe Qin Qingluo counted as one, but this female cultivator didn't count as one.

"I'm not that stingy." Min Ning said.

"I also know that Min Yuechi is always generous."

"It's good to know." Min Ning scolded, "Otherwise I can't stand you."

Chen Yi was quite helpless and said jokingly: "That being said, women are often like balloons. Once a word pricks them, they will turn from generous to stingy."

Min Ning snorted coldly and quickened his pace.

They arrived at the Juejian Cave. Lu Ying was still sleeping soundly. In order not to wake her up, the two of them walked very lightly. When Chen Yi turned his head, he could see sword scratches all over the wall, and there seemed to be some residual sword intent on them.

Reluctance, anger, hesitation, ecstasy... countless emotions were mixed on the exquisite sword marks. Just looking at them was like a tide. Countless great talents walked out of the joys and sorrows of these seven days and turned into sword graves in the reeds.

Chen Yi's mood fluctuated slightly. He gently stroked the Hou Kang Sword, as if he saw another sword tomb.

He drooped his eyelids slightly, and after calming down, he raised his eyes again and saw the sword techniques carved on the wall.

"Qing Xiao"

Each horizontal stroke is like a dragon or snake, but the vertical stroke is extremely heavy, like a sword slashing straight down, with dragons and snakes splashing blood!

The sword in the painting is coming towards you like a mountain!

In a trance, Chen Yi seemed to see the flash of sword energy and the flickering lightning between the thunderclouds. After a long time, a loud bang was heard ringing in his ears. The tall and withered figure of the white-haired old man was dancing wildly in the clouds, turning and moving. The sword energy danced with thunder, and dense cracks exploded like rolling up the sky.

Sword shadows flew past him. Chen Yi suddenly stood up and before he knew it, his sword was out of its sheath.

When Min Ning turned around to look at him, Chen Yi woke up from his dream and said slowly:
"A good sword, the skill is close to the Tao. The rumor in the martial arts world is that Wu Bu Yue... achieved Taoism with the sword, which is indeed true."

Having lived two lives, even though Wu Buyue had been the best in the world for sixty years, Chen Yi knew that his Qingxiao swordsmanship was once an unparalleled martial arts legend.

However, after the battle of Dangyang Lake, Wu Buyu quickly fell and never recovered. The name Qingxiao was gradually forgotten in the martial arts world, and the title of "Sword Demon" replaced him as the best in the world.

Just like the old saying goes,

You put down your sword and didn't even ask where your old friends were. After three autumns, the martial arts world had forgotten you.

Seeing that Min Ning didn't say anything, Chen Yi recalled his action of drawing his sword just now, and couldn't help asking:

"…Did I scare you?"

Min Ning stared at him from the side and shook his head.

"Then why?" Chen Yi couldn't help wondering.

Min Ning said softly:
"too slow."

"You're too slow to unsheathe."

Chen Yi stood there, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Min Ning glanced at his sword-holding hand and shook his head secretly.
She originally thought Chen Yi would be like her,
The sword in my hand has not yet been drawn, but the sword in my heart has already been unsheathed.

Slowly regaining my feeling
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(End of this chapter)