ninth junior sister

Chapter 3

She can't be so unlucky, can she?How could such a thing happen to her?
Feng frowned, and although he felt strange, he still answered: "It is the 23rd year of Emperor Chongwu."

23 years of Emperor Chongwu?
Ling Xiaoruo's mind was running fast, from Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties all the way to the Qing Dynasty, but after the transfer, he did not find an emperor named Chongwu Emperor at all.

She has really traveled through time, moreover, she has also traveled through a dynasty that she does not know.

"Oh my God!"

Ling Xiaoruo stared, completely unable to accept the facts in front of her. After she raised her head to the sky and screamed, her mind suddenly went dark, and she couldn't stand the blow and fainted gorgeously with her head down.

Feng and Zimo looked at each other when they saw Ziqing fainting suddenly, Zimo winked at Feng, Feng lifted Ziqing's eyelids with his hand and poked under her nose.

After checking, he replied, "My lord, she's still angry."

Zimo nodded and said, "Tie her up and throw her into the woodshed, and screw her to the elder brother's place tomorrow morning."

After Feng nodded, he carried the fainted Ling Xiaoruo quickly out of the room, and disappeared into the thick night.

Zimo stared at the figure that was drifting away, and the feeling of disgust in his heart was born again.

The morning sun in early summer always comes out very early, the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight hit the earth, Ling Xiaoruo hadn't woken up from the coma.

"Squeak-"

The door of the firewood room was pushed open, and the two attendants pushed Ling Xiaoru out expressionlessly, and then went towards Yunshui Pavilion.

Now it is the time when the head of the Cangshan sect is in retreat, so all affairs in the sect are managed by senior brother Zi Zhan.The place where Zi Zhan lives is called Yunshui Pavilion.

After the two attendants carried Ling Xiaoruo to the hall of Yunshui Pavilion, they threw her on the ground. In the hall of Yunshui Pavilion at this time, only Zimo was wearing a black suit and sitting on the chair on the right side of the hall. , the master brother Zi Zhan has not yet appeared.

Seeing that Ziqing was still awake, Zimo ordered the two attendants, "Pour a basin of water on her."

"Yes." The two attendants fetched water and left after receiving the order.

After a while, a basin of water came.

"Wow—" A basin of water poured down from the top of Ling Xiaoruo's head, like a clear waterfall.

The water on Cangshan Mountain is the stream between the mountains, and its source is the snow water on the top of Cangshan Mountain. Therefore, even in early summer, the water is a bit icy cold.

As soon as the bone-chilling water touched his body, he felt a piercing pain.Because of the pain, Ling Xiaoruo woke up with a jerk.

She crawled on the ground and barely opened her eyes. Once she opened her eyes, she felt that the sunlight outside was a bit glaring, and she squinted habitually.Then he moved at will, and once he moved, he felt a needle-like pain in his wrist and chest.

"Hiss—" Ling Xiaoruo couldn't help but gasped.

When Zimo saw Ziqing's painful expression, his expression was still indifferent.

Apart from the pain, Ling Xiaoruo felt her body was sticky, looked down and found water stains all around her, she frowned and asked, "Who splashed water on me?"

"It's me." A cold voice sounded above her head, Ling Xiaoruo looked around, only to find a man in black sitting on the right side of her head, with black hair and a serious face.

Memories of last night instantly exploded in Ling Xiaoruo's mind, she recognized this man when he turned into ashes, he was the bitch who hurt her last night.

Ling Xiaoruo just wanted to greet his ancestor, but he heard a hearty voice floating from behind her.

"Hey, the fourth junior brother is here to destroy flowers with his hands this early in the morning." The voice was thick and mellow, which was actually very nice, but the meaning in the words was sarcasm.

The voice was followed by the clatter of a folding fan opening.

"Second senior brother came quickly." Zimo raised his eyes and looked at the person, and said lightly.

Zifeng shook his folding fan, strode towards the hall in a dignified manner, and said with a smile as he walked, "Brother should of course come and take care of you when something like this happens, after all, we are all ruined people." Suddenly, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Ziqing who was lying on the ground, with almost inaudible contempt in his eyes.

Ling Xiaoruo heard the conversation between the two of them, and felt a little foggy. When she turned her head slightly to the side, she saw a man in purple clothes slowly passing by her. Because her eyesight was too low, she could only You can see the hem of his robe, and there are numerous dark lines on the hem. The texture of the clothes looks very good. When he walks by, a fresh scent of incense hits his face and lingers in his nose.

This man is actually fragrant!What a slut!
When the man saw her fall to the ground, he didn't help her up. Obviously, the second senior brother, Sao Baonan, should be the same as the fourth senior brother, the poor boy.

Zifeng raised his head and chest up, and Ziqing, who crossed the ground, sat directly on the right side of Zimo, and the attendants behind him also followed his footsteps and stood directly behind the chair.

"Fourth Junior Brother didn't get any fright last night, right?" Zifeng took his seat, put away his folding fan, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his face and said, "After I was frightened that day, I couldn't sleep for a long time, I think I'm afraid I can't have this face."

He hadn't thought that this Ninth Martial Sister would go so crazy as to peek at Zimo's bath. How did this woman's head grow?How could the master accept such an apprentice?
Zimo drooped his eyes. When he thought of what happened last night, he was so angry that he dropped his hand and dropped it heavily on the tea table next to the chair. His eyes blazed and he said angrily, "She really deserves to die!"

The sound of beating made Ling Xiaoruo look up, and she said bitterly: "You are the one who should be damned, okay?"

She somehow transmigrated to such a place to be tortured by this underhanded man, yet he still had the nerve to call her damned?
After Zimo heard Ling Xiaoruo's words, he raised his hand and wanted to hit Ling Xiaoruo, but was blocked by Zifeng with a folding fan, and he smiled lightly: "Fourth Junior Brother, you can't kill her, no matter what, she She is also our little junior sister!"

The little junior sister gritted her teeth a bit when he said that.

Ling Xiaoruo was completely stunned by the words "Little Martial Sister", what was Sao Baonan talking about?She is their little junior sister?If it was Junior Sister, why tortured her like this?Could it be that they are playing cosplay?

Ling Xiaoruo shifted his eyes from Zimo to the man in purple, and saw that he was wearing a crown jade, with handsome eyebrows, high nose, thin lips, and the bright moon and clear wind, but his slightly smiling eyes But it implied almost inaudible contempt.

Why does this flamboyant man look at her like this?
"Second senior brother admitted that she is a junior sister, but I did not." Ling Xiao Ruo just wanted to speak, but heard a deep male voice coming from behind him.

(End of this chapter)