Cultivation waste material: Where is my sister's golden finger!

Chapter 113
"Buddhist sect?" Qi Zichen was a little square.If my daughter-in-law entered the Buddhist sect, I would like to see her again.But it's a bit difficult.

Fozong is notoriously difficult to get in, if I...

Tsk, let's talk about the future.

Qi Zichen resolutely put aside this worrying matter, the important thing now is that he leaves tomorrow, can he get some benefits before leaving?

Qi Zichen thought badly.

What he answered was a sound of closing the door, and then he stood directly outside the door.

Qi Zichen hurriedly knocked on the door, "Honey, you're thinking too much. I just want your white hair."

Nangong Yun: ...

If you want hair, you need hair, say a lot of misleading things, ha ha.

In the end, under Qi Zichen's strong complaint, Nangong Yun let Qi Zichen in anyway.

But Qi Zichen was not allowed to go to bed, so Qi Zichen had no choice but to hold the quilt silently on the ground for half an hour. Later, he took advantage of Nangong Yun to fall asleep and fell asleep holding Nangong Yun.

Nangong Yun got up early in the morning, and the place beside her was already icy cold. It could be seen that Qi Zichen had been gone for a long time.Only a few creases in the sheets showed that someone had slept there.

"If you have no conscience, you won't say hello to me when you leave." Nangong Yun said.Her eyes were a little sad, after all, she had changed back to a person.

very nice.

She looks at the branch you gave me in the distance, and the morning dew is still hanging on it, revealing the unique freshness of the morning.

It is really difficult for me to be alone and familiar with the life of being alone.Nangong Yun thought of it.

"Nangong Yun, are you awake?" Nangong Wushuang appeared outside the door, breaking Nangong Yun's contemplation.

Nangong Yun casually put on the coat on the hanger, leaned on the threshold thankfully, and asked lazily, "I'm awake, what's the matter?"

Nangong Wushuang couldn't understand her disheveled clothes, so she frowned slightly: "Can you put your clothes on first? We're talking about it."

"You won't tell me?" Nangong Yun gathered her clothes, but didn't go in to change.When she pulled the half-closed door with her hand, she raised her eyebrows and said, "If you don't say anything about killing me, I'll just close the door."

Nangong Wushuang didn't speak, she stretched out her hand to grab the door that was about to close, and stepped in.Nangong Wushuang pulled the door shut when he entered, and put down a barrier talisman by the way.

Nangong Yun raised her eyebrows and watched Nangong Wushuang's series of movements, she held her hands together, "What are you doing?"

"Qi Zichen left?" Nangong Wushuang didn't answer his question, but asked on his own.

"Didn't you see it?" Nangong Yun stepped aside generously, and at a glance, Qi Zichen was not in the room.

"He left last night." Nangong Yun walked behind the painting screen and slowly put on her clothes. "You didn't come early in the morning to see if Qi Zichen left?"

Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go of farts!I don't want to be wordy.

Nangong Wushuang naturally understood what Nangong Yun hadn't finished saying, and unconsciously clenched the Xuanjian with her left hand, "You have to leave Nangong's house immediately." Her brows were full of seriousness, her eyes flickering, as if there was something The words are not finished but there is nothing to say.

"Why should I leave?" Nangong Yun didn't care about her so much. When she wanted to leave, no one could stop her. Now that she didn't want to leave, no one could find a way to let her go.

Nangong Wushuang didn't speak, she was thinking about whether she should tell the truth.If she tried to tell the truth, she would be punished by heaven.

In the end, Nangong Wushuang didn't say why Po let her go, but just said: "You, you can do it yourself."

(End of this chapter)