Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 86
Zheng Tuhu knew that he had encountered a ruthless character, turned over and got up, wiped a strand of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and said:
"I'll forgive you today, don't tell me to meet again."

Seeing that the situation had reversed, Fu Sheng imitated Butcher Zheng's accent and shouted:

"Don't spare us, I'm afraid?"

"I really don't want to meet you again. I am a petty-minded person who loves to hold grudges.

So whenever you meet any of them, you'd better hide as far away as possible.

Do you know what I do? "

Yue Xun stepped forward slowly, patted Butcher Zheng on the shoulder meaningfully and said.

Butcher Zheng felt his shoulders sink, and then shivered inexplicably.But it is by no means a vain reputation for being the leader of Caishikou. Although he encounters a strong enemy, his momentum cannot be defeated.

Then he said with full enthusiasm:
"Don't be arrogant! I don't care what you do. I will get back what I have done today."

After saying that, he grabbed Zheng Shouyi and turned away.

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon."

On the way back, two little ones were caught and followed behind Yue Xun with lowered eyebrows.Fang Ling glanced at Yue Xun's face as black as a pan, and was careful to accompany him, even taking small steps that he hadn't seen for a long time.

After returning home, Fang Ling quickly made tea and handed it to Yue Xun flatteringly. Seeing that his expression improved slightly, she asked cautiously:
"Did you plant a seed in Butcher Zheng?"

Yin naturally refers to things that belong to yin, while matchmaker refers to the medium.Under normal circumstances, ghosts and evil spirits follow the Yin energy.The yin matchmaker uses special materials or infuses magic power to suppress a person's yang energy, causing the yin to rise and the yang to decline.

In this way, it is like opening up a medium, and evil spirits will be continuously attracted by it and come to the door automatically.

"Why bother dealing with him? I just extinguished the fire on his shoulder. At best, I let him see some things that he has never seen before."

The yang qi of a living person is stronger than the yin qi, and when the yang qi ascends, it will appear on the top of the head and the two shoulders.Because the yang qi is orange under the eyes of the sky, and the overflowing yang qi is like three burning flames, so there is a saying of "three fires" among the people.

Butcher Zheng was extinguished for no reason, so his yang energy was bound to be low, and when yang was declining, yin was rising. I'm afraid he might see some things he shouldn't have seen at this time.

"If you use magic on ordinary people at will, it violates the rules of Xuanmen and will cause karma."

"How can it be random? Isn't this revenge?"

Fang Ling didn't expect him to be frank about bad things.Thinking that Butcher Zheng bullied the market and ran rampant in the village on weekdays, he should have this kind of retribution, so he didn't want to worry about it any more.

"You are quite promising. As a good girl, you used to fight with shrews in the street. Now that you have not recovered from your serious injury, you go out to fight with people on the street again."

"That's because they bullied Fusheng..."

Unexpectedly, Yue Xun didn't intend to hear her explain the reason at all, so he interrupted her impatiently and continued:
"I just fought, and I lost every time!"

Fang Ling didn't expect that his focus would be here.

Thinking about it, I'm used to being shameless, so I don't think it would be embarrassing to lose in a fight.However, people like Yue Xun must rarely have the chance to lose. Occasionally, he will feel particularly embarrassed if he is embarrassed by himself.

Thinking of this, Fang Ling quickly smiled and said:
"I will definitely learn from this experience and strive to make progress. If I encounter another fight, I will never embarrass you."

Yue Xun gave her a strange look.

"From now on, if your hands are itchy, just make gestures with Fu Sheng, but he is too young to do heavy handing.

When you go out, if you meet someone over ten years old, admit your mistake obediently so that you can teach them to be more tolerant. "

Fu Sheng was startled, and thought: "I am provoking someone again, should I be a living target for this practice?"

Early the next morning, before Fang Ling got up, he heard from Fu Sheng that the Butcher Zheng brought Zheng Shouyi's [-]-year-old son to the door to apologize in person with a sling of fresh lean pork.

He also beat Zheng Shouyi severely in front of the two of them.At the moment, he expressed his willingness to become brothers with different surnames with Yue Xun.

Yue Xun would not pay attention to him.Butcher Zheng couldn't find him at the bottom of the steps, so he grabbed Fu Sheng and worshiped him.Looking at Zheng Shouyi, he felt like crying but had no tears left, and had no love in his life.

The "Dao Scar Yi" who wanted to be a dignified Caishikou was beaten all over the floor by an ugly woman without saying a word, and even beat up a young uncle who was still young.The disgrace was all thrown to grandma's house.

Looking at the overall situation, this one has benefited the most from Fusheng.Not only did he gain a well-known nephew, but his understanding of Yue Xun became even deeper.

Not only did he no longer pursue the matter of the two's "private life-long arrangement", he even became more skillful in selling Fang Ling to please Yue Xun.

Just like eyebrow tracing, Fang Ling was amused by the two of them together.

Seeing that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, it is really inconvenient to always wear a veiled hat.One day, Fang Ling asked Fu Sheng to bring back a blue sparrow head Daisy.

Unfortunately, I am not left-handed, so I traced it in the mirror for a long time but I still couldn't figure out the features.

Looking at Fu Sheng who was very curious beside him, Fang Ling glanced over, and Fu Sheng understood it like never before, and took the Dai brush from Fang Ling's hand very solemnly.

"Brother Yue Xun travels around the world all year round. I'm afraid he doesn't like the kind of tender and graceful woman with willow-leaf eyebrows. Every time she takes a slender step, she always weakens the willow and supports the wind. It's annoying to watch. I will draw a parallel with you. Different.”

Fang Ling was wondering secretly, when did he become so close to Yue Xun?His face was straightened by Fu Sheng, and he began to draw it rigorously.

Fang Ling came back to his senses and echoed:
"A soft and coquettish attitude is really not suitable for me. When it comes to eyebrows, one must always consider the issue of temperament."

"A woman like my sister naturally needs to be more domineering in order to show off your unique heroic appearance."

Fu Sheng hasn't learned anything else in the past two years, but his skills in flattering have improved.

After Fang Ling heard these words, he was very useful for a while, and his heart had already wandered happily into the passionate years of fighting swords.

When she returned from her fugue, she looked at the indescribable eyebrow pattern in the mirror and was speechless.

Fusheng obviously had some misunderstandings about Fang Ling's temperament.I saw a bold and bold eyebrow coming out of the slanting thorn, like an eagle striking the sky, it was really unique and domineering.

It's just that no matter how this eyebrow shape is, it should be controlled by Jiang Yang's bandit with a hundred or eighty lives in his hands.A girl like her can't cultivate that kind of temperament no matter what.

Looking at the murderous look in Fang Ling's eyes, Fusheng yelled and ran away.

"Brother Yue Xun, help!"

Yue Xun held half a volume of books in the courtyard, and was reading and annotating with a pen while reading them with great interest.Hearing the movements of the siblings, he raised his head but was taken aback.Then he said sternly:
"Mighty and strong, no less powerful than a man."

Fusheng hid behind the tree and shouted:
"Just say you don't know how to appreciate it? Sure enough, we men have the same vision."

"But it's not close."

As Yue Xun said, he put down the book in his hand and walked over without any haste. Fang Ling felt a chill on his face when he raised his hand.

He saw Yue Xun holding the wolf hair in his hand and saying with a satisfied expression:
"With the addition of two beards, it really looks more like a gangster."

Fang Ling was stunned for a long time before realizing that there was no serious person in the yard.I don't know where I got the wind, but I actually believed their lies.He said angrily:
"It was in vain that you grew a sanctimonious face, childish! Childish!"

"Well, that's it, even the temperament is seven or eight."

Yue Xun looked at the furious Fang Ling and said:
"It's a pity that I didn't do the robbing thing."

Fang Ling was so angry that he wiped his face randomly, then reached out and smeared it on Yue Xun's face.

How could Yue Xun be able to succeed in a surprise attack by her?Dodge came around behind her.He stretched out his hand around her chest and carefully clasped her shoulders, and said lightly:
"Okay, let's stop making trouble! Just redraw it for you."

Although the words were plain, the tone was much softer than usual, so that Fang Ling heard it in his ears, and suddenly felt that his heartbeat seemed to have missed half a beat.

When Yue Xun pressed her to sit in front of the mirror, and lifted the broken hair on her forehead with warm palms, Fang Ling seemed to wake up.

He took a piece of handkerchief, dipped it in water and carefully wiped the stains on Fang Ling's forehead, cheeks, and lips one by one.The slender fingers held the blue sparrow headband and lightly swept across the brow bone.

Fang Ling's eyebrows are very beautiful, so with just a few light swipes, they look like indigo in the distant mountains, like solitary clouds at the top, yet there is a bit of heroism in their elegance, and a bit of playfulness in their indifference.

Yue Xun's face was very close, with good-looking brows and bottomless eyes, Fang Ling felt a little distracted just looking at him like this.

Fang Ling didn't dare to look any more, and just sat obediently in front of the desk, his hands clasped tightly together, not daring to move, and he was so nervous that he even breathed a lot less.

The man in front of him had a smile on his face and stared intently at the shape of his eyebrows, as if looking at a work of his own choice.

Perhaps there is a certain place that I still feel unsatisfied with.I saw him clasping the back of Fang Ling's neck with one hand, pulling her a little closer, gently brushing away some traces of powder on her brows, and blowing on those brows seductively but unconsciously. Blow.

The breeze blew across his face, and Fang Ling was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes.

However, the advantage of spiritual sense is that you can't see or hear, and you can also feel the faint scent of sandalwood from his body sweeping over you, engulfing you deeply.

A small courtyard, quiet and peaceful, a cup of tea, the years are peaceful.

(End of this chapter)