I Don’t Have Sex with My Sister

      Blocked in front of the amazing ghost king.

      , Said that I haven't visited the Xiuxian Realm since I called, and today I want to go to the street alone to see it. I don't think I will go out of the city rashly."

    As of now, it's really impossible to hide the conversation between Yuange and her last night, but Yunyun temporarily made some cover for the purpose of Yuange's trip.

    Yuange was not in a good mood last night, so she told her sullenly that she was here with Nanshuang every day, and she wanted to go out at dawn and think about it by herself, and assured the cloud that she would never Will leave Cloud City or cause a commotion in the city. Although I don't know where Yuan Ge went, Hua Yao's thoughtful and serious look last night, no matter how you think about it, she doesn't have the heart to get on with the sky.

     Yunyun thought so, trying to appease Nan Shuang's sudden murderous aura before making plans, but Nan Shuang on the opposite side did not relax a little as she expected, but became more tense, Leng Leng raised his eyes to look at her, and there seemed to be a bit of worry in the tight lip line.

    "Ye Song told you last night?"

    Nan Shuang spoke very slowly, almost word by word: "Why don't I know about this?"

      But Nan Shuang didn't seem to want to wait for her to respond. In a few breaths, he regained his original indifferent expression, but his aura became more condensed.

    "Let me go." Nan Shuang said, his voice was cold and unquestionable, "Or is Yun Zhongjun trying to stop me here?"

      It is early morning now, and there are already vendors opening up around the street, and the number of pedestrians is gradually increasing. Out of the corner of the cloud swept across this peaceful street scene, and the hand that subconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword couldn't help but pause.

    Nan Shuang waited for this moment of hesitation, and in an instant she passed the clouds and flew out of the city like an afterimage. Qingyi is absolutely superb, Yunyun took a step slower, turned to look at her back, and was thinking about whether to send a letter to Chu Ming first or to catch up first, when Ban Shao hurriedly chased after him without moving for a long time.

    "I just contacted Biluo Huangquan's demon clan in Yuncheng." Even Ban Shao, who had been struggling with Yuange all the time, turned his face and said solemnly, "They will help Looking for Yuange's whereabouts in the city, as long as you find it, you will send a message, just to avoid the eyes and ears of the sky, it may take longer."

    "But I also heard news that someone did see that guy heading towards the city gate earlier."

    Ban Shao frowned in confusion and sighed: "After all, she is quite conspicuous, thanks to this, it is easy to find witnesses... But I don't know if she is Really out of town…”

    “…”

    As she spoke, she stood up with her sword, and Wan Shao hurriedly called for me to follow, Yunyun pondered for a while, and nodded lightly.

    Whether or not Yuange was really caught by Tianwaitian, this trip is inevitable. At least we have to avoid the fact that Nan Shuang really has a head-on conflict with Tianwaitianqi. Once the fight really starts, it will become more difficult to save people. Nanshuang is the ghost king after all. If he really wants to fight Tianwaitian, he is afraid Not only Yuncheng, but the entire world of immortal cultivation will suffer.

    Thinking about it this way, the ghost world has always been tepid in the battle with the monks over the years. It should be said that this ghost king has a rare good temper, but now he has been touched against the scale—

    Cloud moved in her heart, and suddenly thought out of time that this might not be Yuange's unrequited love.

    On the way to chase, out of insurance, Yunyun still sent Zhihe to contact Chu Ming. When he arrived, he was already waiting there. When he saw them landing, he hurried up to meet them, his face It's a bit complicated.

    Seeing this, I was afraid that something had happened. Cloud saved the effort of greeting and said, "Where's Nanshuang?"

    Chu Ming did not delay, and pointed to the temporary camp not far from Tianwaitian, where he could see the tall figure belonging to Nan Shuang and a few stalemates on the opposite side. He immediately took steps to lead the way there, and explained as he walked: "She-Jun Shuangjiang has just arrived, but she has already met the disciples stationed in Tianwaitian. It's just that she has never made a public appearance since she came out of the ghost world. , I don't think the people from Tianwaitian even know that she is the ghost king, so I don't dare to go up and say more, for fear that I will miss my mouth..."

    In recent years, I have only been busy looking for Shang Can, but I have heard little about the major events in the world of immortals. Yun Yun realized that Nan Shuang had been incognito for the past two years. No wonder there was no rumor that the famous Shuang Jiangjun became the ghost king who led the ghosts to attack. She sighed inwardly, and took a few steps forward. She heard the trembling voice of the older disciple standing in front of Nan Shuang: "Shuangjiang-Jun, ShuangJiang-Jun, what's wrong? Why—"

    Nan Shuang seemed to be a little sullen, and did not want to listen to him again, interrupted in a cold voice: "I repeat, hand over the demon you caught."

    "If you don't pay," she paused, narrowed her eyes slowly, and her tone was more threatening, "I'll go in and find it myself."

    Yunyun froze all over, feeling the killing intent of Nanshuang's whole body, and could not help but quickly stepped forward and called: "Shuang Jiangjun."

      If he really moved his hands, he wouldn't be able to beat him, but Nan Shuang's brows and eyes flashed with anger, and without warning, he turned his hands into claws and attacked the clouds.

    The attack was menacing, the cloud was forced to take a step back, and she lowered her heart to look at Nanshuang, only to see a cold, vague paranoia burning inside.

    Nan Shuang's sudden action instantly turned the stalemate into a tense atmosphere. Chu Ming next to him had already drawn his sword, but the clouds saw Nan Shuang's originally tense face suddenly turning into water. It softened and burst into a smile.

    "What's wrong? It looks like you are facing a great enemy." Nan Shuang's tone was relaxed, even with a bit of ridicule, "The wounds burned by Shang Can on my body are not yet healed. Well, it's not a piece of cake for Yun Zhongjun to clean me up?"

    I was caught off guard by the word "Shang Can" that she easily spit out, and her heart sank. The name of Shang Can is not very unfamiliar to some older monks. The disciples of Tianwaitian kept their voices low and whispered. They were immediately aroused by Nan Shuang's obvious provocation. They clenched the hilt of Feiwang's sword in their hands and said coldly, "You—"

    "Wait, wait!"

    The words were interrupted as soon as she said it. It was Ban Shao who stood between the two with his hands open, and said loudly as if to mediate: "Yuange is not here! I called her just now. It's been half a day and no response at all!"

    The cloud paused and heard Nan Shuang take the lead in yin and yang: "Call her? Didn't you say nothing just now? What should you call her?"

    Rolling her eyes forbearance at the sarcasm in her words, Wan Shao recited a few times in his heart that this ghost clan is a little crazy, don't know her in the same way, and then pointed to his throat with a stern face, Said: "Our family has its own language, which is widely spread, and only the flower demon can hear it when it speaks."

    Ban Shao tapped her throat as she spoke, and then opened her lips, and there was a burst of silent words, Yun Yun could see that she was pulling her neck hard and shouting something, but it was true She didn't hear the slightest sound, the scene seemed a little inexplicable, but her heart suddenly moved.

    After a silent call, Wan Shao put down his hands and sighed, wiped his sweat and muttered: "...I knew I would have asked Shang Can to return the bamboo whistle to me after returning from the ghost world. , I haven't spoken the hometown dialect for a long time, and it took a lot of effort to use it once, I forgot about it in Yuncheng before..."

    Although her voice was small, the cloud could hear her clearly. Yun Yun recalled that Shang Can once mentioned that when she lost contact with her in the ghost world, she was able to escape by relying on the bamboo whistle given by Ban Shao to contact Yuange. While he was relieved, he also had some worries about how to convince Nan Shuang, Yun Yun glanced at it, and sure enough, the smile on Nan Shuang's face had cooled down.

    "This..." Nan Shuang spoke slowly, with a flat tone, but his hand was clenched in an unknown manner, "I've never heard of it."

    Cloud is thinking vaguely about Nan Shuang, who seems to care that others know more about Yuange than she does. There was a commotion, followed by scattered footsteps. She looked around and saw Pei Chen with a face full of surprises.

    "Ah - Lord Shuangjiang, why is Lord Shuangjiang here?"

    He didn't seem to see anyone else in his eyes, walked straight towards Nan Shuang, stopped two steps away with restraint, his tone was undisguised excitement, careful and happy Looking at Nanshuang.

    People say that one leaf is blinding, and they don't know when Pei Chen's leaf will be picked. Out of the corner of the cloud, he swept over Nan Shuang, who had no trouble with his appearance, and stepped back a little unbearably. He heard Nan Shuang's indifferent tone: "Let's see what kind of monster Tianwaitian has caught."

    I didn't expect Nan Shuang to come here for this, Pei Chen was stunned, and he wondered if the Nan Shuang whisker that he left privately was stolen by the little monster with short eyes. He was somewhat embarrassed in his heart, and didn't want to admit in front of his sweetheart that he was arrogantly catching monsters for such a reason, so he forced himself to ask calmly, "...Why are you asking about this?"

    The secret passage in the cloud is not good. As expected, Nan Shuang, who has lost patience, frowned and sneered: "What's the matter with you?"

      Who in the world of immortals does not know that Lord Shuangjiang and Lord Kunyao have a master-disciple relationship.

     Pei Chen's expression was also a little ugly, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes. Of course he knew what everyone around him was thinking, but then—so what?

      To this day, even he himself can't clearly say what he wants, and he can make the decision not to seal the passage to the ghost world so that Nan Shuang can stay in the immortal world without changing his face, as if The lives of all the people in the world have nothing to do with him, he is just holding something that is unclear, as if he is praying for evidence of being loved before.

    He was quiet for a while, then suddenly showed a decent smile, and said warmly: "The demon has been escorted back to the outer world, if Shuangjiang-jun wants to see it, why don't you go back with me, and you should also It's a revisit to the old places."

    All four were shocked, but Pei Chen only looked at Nan Shuang. The person he was thinking about was right in front of him. After listening to his suggestion, he did not answer immediately, but looked at him quietly. Come on, he suddenly bent his eyebrows and made his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

    The graceful woman smiled and asked lazily, "Want to take me back to heaven?"

    Even the tone was vaguely ambiguous. Pei Chen just felt flattered, his heartbeat seemed to jump out, his mouth was dry for a while, and he couldn't make a sound. He nodded vigorously intermittently, as if he was afraid that she would go back on it.

    The cloud, who was watching quietly beside her, frowned in confusion. She couldn't be sure of Nan Shuang's intentions, but she intuitively felt that the situation in front of her was not what Pei Chen thought. When he was in doubt, Wan Shao, whose face was wrinkled from the side, was suddenly stunned, moved his ears, and turned his head to look in a daze.

    No one could react, Pei Chen took two steps back and looked up in surprise, only to see Nan Shuang, who was separated by a wall, as if he was not surprised at all, and just smiled He smiled even more, and turned his head to look aside.

    He also looked at him in a daze, and saw a woman rushing over, her beautiful face was full of grievance and anger, she glared at him angrily, and grabbed the Something disfigured was thrown at him. Pei Chen dodged subconsciously, and saw a few wrinkled flowers, which should be very rare in this winter.

    Yuange got the letter from the Biluo Huangquan demon clan in Yuncheng and rushed over without stopping. Who knew she would see such an angry scene as soon as she arrived, and she was so angry that she couldn’t care less Move on to the others. He calmed down a little at this moment, but felt a little embarrassed. He turned to Nan Shuang, and said in a daze: "A, A Shuang, don't listen to him, he must not be well-"

    "Where?"

    The words were interrupted before she finished speaking, Yuange was stunned for a moment, but she saw Nan Shuang fixedly looking at her, her eyes were dazzling, she was guilty and wronged , The words Yunyun said last night suddenly flashed in my heart, and suddenly my mind became hot, and I gritted my teeth and said, "Go, make preparations."

    These words are not clear, Nan Shuang is not annoyed, just ask her: "What preparations?"

    For some reason, being asked so patiently by her, Yuange's resentment slowly shrunk as if she had been stabbed. She subconsciously avoided those burning eyes, and inexplicably felt lonely and tragic in her heart, which might be the last time, and said brokenly, "...I went to find some flowers, thinking that maybe you would like it, and then I , I said that if I like you...it may be easier to succeed..."

    Finally speaking, Yuange exhaled lightly as if she had unloaded a heavy burden. In fact, she did not hold any expectation that Nanshuang would respond to her feelings, and felt that the best outcome It may be that Nan Shuang pretends to be foolish on the friendship they have known each other over the years, and attributes the "like" in this sentence to friends, but when Nan Shuang speaks like a sigh, Yuan Ge. Still tensing his shoulders involuntarily.

    "That's it?"

      When it was better to turn around and run, she was suddenly embraced by Nan Shuang, who had walked in front of her at an unknown time, and brought her into her arms.

    Yuange's mind suddenly became a line, panicked and looked at Nan Shuang's eyes that softened like ice, and the person who was much taller than her lowered his head slightly , sighed in a low voice: "As of now, I thought we were already..."

    I couldn't hear the next words Yuange, I don't know if Nan Shuang didn't say it or she was too nervous and burned her memory to a blank.

    Accompanied by the suppressed exclamations around, Yun Yun didn't dare to look more, and immediately looked away.

    She felt a bit of envy at an inopportune moment, and immediately realized that she shouldn't be thinking about it at this moment, and immediately looked at Pei Chen. Even through the wall of vines, it was enough for Pei Chen to see clearly what was happening in front of him.

    It was difficult for the cloud to imagine his mood at the time, but he could see the changes in him. She couldn't help shivering all over her body, white light flashed around her waist, and she was unsheathed with coldness.

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