While talking, Fang Yu raised his hand to touch Qiuyue's hair.

Qiuyue's cheeks flushed: "Senior Brother Fang, this..."

"I'm going out later. When I come back, I will bring pastries from the Osmanthus Floor House and Qingling wine. Come to my room to sit in the evening?" Fang Yu said softly by approaching Qiuyue's ear.

Qiuyue only felt a little embarrassed in her ears. Although she knew what the senior sisters who went to Fang Yu's room had done on weekdays, she could not help but be fascinated by Fang Yu.

"Well, I'm going..." Qiuyue's voice was very low.

"Then, let's eat this thing for Song Ning." Fang Yu gave Qiu Yue a pill.

Qiuyue held the pill and was a little confused: "Senior Brother Fang, what is this pill?"

"Don't worry, this pill is not poisonous. I just want to cure Song Ning. It makes the leader angry. It's hard for us all to have a good time. Shouldn't we be cured?" Fang Yu said.

Qiu Yue nodded: "What Brother Fang said is that Song Ning is indeed a little ignorant of politeness."

"Then I'll leave this matter to you. Remember to come to my room tonight." Fang Yu pinched Qiuyue's face.

Qiuyue was secretly happy and watched Fang Yu leave, holding the pill and helping Song Ning to the woodshed.

Although Qiuyue didn't know why Fang Yu said that Song Ning caused Leng Yuexiao to decline, it was true that Song Ning made the leader angry. Anyway, he was just an ordinary disciple, not a poison. If he was punished, he would make Fang Yu happy. Why didn't she do it?

In the woodshed, Song Ning lay in a daze on the pile of firewood.

Qiuyue looked at Song Ning's unconscious appearance and made up her mind. She stepped forward and opened Song Ning's mouth and sent the elixir into Song Ning's mouth.

After doing all this, Qiuyue quickly left the woodshed.

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It was late autumn, and it was a little cold, and the silver moon hung in the air, vaguely adding a hint of chill to the late night.

Leng Yuexiao was locked up. She pushed open the window and looked at the silver ripples that swayed outside the window. She couldn't help but sigh: "Master has never been so angry, and she has set up a barrier to prevent me from leaving..."

Bright eyes and white teeth, lips like cinnabar, plain hands lightly raise, tweak the silk hair, three thousand black hairs rise with the wind, and thousands of thoughts change and thoughts.

"If it weren't for me, he wouldn't be like this. If it weren't for me, he might be carefree. If it weren't for me..." Before he knew it, Leng Yuexiao found that she was sentimental again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Taoist Hongfeng appeared in the room.

"Master." Leng Yuexiao hurriedly bowed and bowed.

The Taoist Hongfeng sat on the chair while waving his sleeves: "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Disciple..." Leng Yuexiao hesitated.

Taoist Hongfeng sighed heavily: "Xiaoxiao, practicing Taoism is a road of competition. Even brothers and sisters, even parents and elders, may one day turn against each other. If you have such a personality and are too gentle, this will not work."

"I'm sorry, Master." Leng Yuexiao nodded.

"Xiaoxiao, think about the "Shendao Sutra". If you really can't think of a way within a month, then I will force it to refine it." Taoist Hongfeng said again.

Leng Yuexiao nodded: "Yes, Master."

"You react well here and don't leave randomly." Hongfeng Taoist shook his sleeves and left like the wind.

Leng Yuexiao sat in the room, looking at the moon and sighed softly. She felt guilty about Song Ning, who had only one month of life. All of this was caused by her.

"I wonder if he is awake now." Leng Yuexiao whispered.

Tianhe City, in the woodshed.

The pill quickly dissolved in Song Ning's body. He was already in a coma and was attacked by the power of the medicine and his body began to cool down.

In just a moment, thin ice formed on Song Ning's body surface. In a coma, he could not feel the pain, but he could feel the ice cold that was swallowing his whole body.

Widths of white mist floated out from Song Ning's body, and his body began to freeze. Within a moment, his internal organs would be permanently traumatized by the invasion of ice.

But at this moment, a faint ejaculation suddenly came from the woodshed.

Something that looked like a soul was originally wandering in the air, but suddenly she smelled the cold breath. She came to the woodshed in a flash, and half of her body directly penetrated into the woodshed.

"Hey? Isn't this the boy who would rather be punished than apologize during the day?" The soul said to himself, and then, a look of surprise appeared in his faint eyes.

The cold air, it’s too hot this day, what you lack is your cold air!

The soul rushed into the woodshed with a "swoosh", and its body floated over Song Ning, and its mouth was pointed at Song Ning's mouth and kissed it.

Although it is a soul, it feels real. Song Ning cannot feel all this, but he can feel the warmth coming from the ice abyss.

The soul sucked away all the cold air in Song Ning's body. After sucking, her body became semi-condensed, like an ice man.

"Tsk tsk, it's so comfortable. Young man, you're doing well, well, very good. I'll go to sleep first, and then come and reward you when I wake up." After the Iceman finished speaking, he flashed and disappeared.

From beginning to end, Song Ning didn't wake up. When he opened his eyes, he even thought he had a dream.

"This is..." Song Ning felt tired all over. He held up and looked around: "Bishang? Why did you come to the woodshed..."

He recalled the scene that happened in the hall before.

In the woodshed, a sixteen-year-old boy was angry and angry, with a hint of hatred: "I was right, but I was going to be punished. I won the competition, but not only did I not get the reward, but I was knocked out."

A stream of golden spiritual energy surrounded Song Ning's body, and his injuries were quickly healed. Song Ning stood up and left the woodshed, stood at the door, looking at Yin Yue in the sky, feeling a little fascinated.

Once upon a time, he felt that the moon was right beside him, and every day and night in Taihe Mountain began to become clear, and the laughter and joy of his adoptive father and senior brothers were lingering in his ears.

For Song Ning today, the scenery is not for appreciation, but for sentimentality.

Song Ning left the woodshed and wanted to find his place to live, but he got lost.

Compared to Taihe Mountain, Tianhe City is too big, and with the strangeness, Song Ning naturally can't tell the difference. However, being able to stroll in such a place full of spiritual energy late at night can also relieve the mood.

As Song Ning walked, he suddenly saw a unique two-story building in front of him. The two-story building shone with a silver luster under the moonlight, which was very dazzling.

Out of curiosity, Song Ning walked towards the small building, but as soon as he approached, he heard waves of moaning sounds coming through the small building.
Chapter completed!