Chapter 222

Song Ningyu ignored him and continued to walk forward with a lantern.

Gong Zilin clasped the sullen man in his arms, bowed his head and kissed him. With such a generous gesture, the passers-by froze in place. He saw the two elegant and noble men embracing each other in the street. It was difficult for everyone to see the sparking passion. Song Ningyu secretly pinched two on the solid waistline.

Gong Zilin let go of her, smiled in her ear and said, "madam, even if you have nothing for your husband one day, as long as you want, even if you are desperate for your husband, you will get it in front of you. Don't be angry."

It's typical to eat dry and wipe clean first, and then give a sugar. However, song Ningyu can't get angry at all now. He can only murmur: "you dare to use your hue in front of others in front of me! You're a lot bolder!"

As soon as song Ningyu was horizontal, she was unreasonable. Her foot was toward Gong Zilin, and there was a foot on her shoe. When Gong Zilin shouted with pain in her foot, song Ningyu turned and disappeared into the crowd. Gong Zilin's ear still echoed song Ningyu's words: "if you can find me, I'll forgive you. Don't wait!"

Gong Zilin slowly raised a smile. Song Ningyu, even if I don't recognize people in the world, I won't recognize you.

At present, the walking posture also slowed down. Looking at the middle of the crowd, song Ningyu gradually disappeared in front of him, with three evil thoughts hanging on his lips. Let's go. It doesn't matter. I will find you again.

Song Ningyu quickly ran straight to the crowd. The mandarin duck lantern in her hand was carefully carried. She took a mask with open teeth and claws and put it on her face. The boss didn't call song Ningyu back in the crowd, but she had a few more copper coins in her hand.

Looking at those copper coins, the boss shook his head, alas, the world is getting worse.

Song Jingyu looked closely and found that there were not many men with men here, but very few. He saw so many pairs all the way. No wonder those people didn't hate song Jingyu when he was holding Gong Zilin together, but were just discussing how they were.

There was a lot of noise in pairs of teahouses and restaurants. Some people were arguing, some were laughing happily, or some whispered. There was a thick happiness on their faces, and a drop of water fell from above.

Song Ningyu wiped the drop of water and looked at the starry sky. It didn't rain.

Put the place where the water was smeared on his nose and smell it. It was the smell of wine. Song Congyu looked down and swept his eyes. There was a more remote elegant seat in the attic. On the seat, the man in white pulled up his long white hair and covered with white mackerel gauze. Behind the man, there were several women in plain white!

Who else can there be except pure vegan!

Chunsu nodded at her and motioned her to go up. Song Ningyu looked at the half mask and pointed to her and looked at Chunsu. Chunsu frowned slightly. The white Ling in her hand flew out of the window. Song Ningyu, who was still standing in place, tied it up and dragged people into the inn. Song Ningyu's internal power was only three moves for Chunsu.

After the fierce three moves, song Ningyu only had to eat when he was pressed to sit opposite Chunsu.

"I haven't seen you in a few months. I've made a lot of progress." I couldn't pass one move before. Now I can pass three moves. I've really made a lot of progress.

Hearing this, song Ningyu only felt a layer of irony. She took the chopsticks on the table, poked the plain chicken on the table, then moved to the vegetable soup, and finally looked at the fried bean sprouts. She frowned. Why are they all vegetarian?

Chunsu looked at Song Ningyu with a tangled face and said with a smile, "I haven't seen him for a few months. I don't even recognize him as a teacher?"

Song Ningyu raised her eyes and glanced at Chunsu. The chopsticks slapped on the table, pointed to Chunsu and said angrily, "master? Do you remember that you are my master? Did you tell others that I know the skill of the ethereal Dharma sect? So those people came after me?"

Chunsu smiled with the peach blossom wine in March and said, "don't you intend to thank me as a teacher?"? I really want to thank him. If not, she won't meet the strange old man, fall off the cliff, and accept the lark. All this seems to be in pure calculation!

Calculate, calculate! It's calculation again. Has she never come out of that step-by-step calculation.

The woman in white came forward and frowned: "girl, pay attention..."

"Which onion are you? Go away!" song Ningyu whispered. The woman standing in front of song Ningyu turned white and retreated in her pure cold eyes.

What is the identity of the woman in front of you? How dare you point at your nose and scold. Even Wang Zun dare not in this world. There is only a woman in front of you!

Song Ningyu gathered Qi into a blade and waved towards Chunsu. Bang, a sound, the chair on that side turned into powder under the internal force of song Ningyu's palm. The real powder melted into the powder that disappeared in the air. The women in white stood in front of Chunsu one after another.

"Tut Tut, being a teacher is really thankless. Come here, my good disciple, and let me see your wound." Chunsu waved his hand, and the four women in white who stood in front of him quietly retreated, looking at Song Ningyu with more strange things.

Song Ning said angrily in the palm of her hand, "Chunsu, if you dare to use me, you have to pay a price!" if you are not a disciple, you can say it again. It's only four or five years different from her. It's quite big!

"It's not to use, but you're too weak. As a teacher, this is to train you." the lukewarm and smiling appearance makes song Ningyu's actions more and more angry? That's really nice. What kind of force and pure person is this person? There is no such person!

She suddenly remembered what Chihiro had said and hid in the world.

Is this the reason why we can't find it?

"Why? Don't you think you're weak? You can't unify the world now. What's strong? Disciple, you don't care about being proud as a teacher, but you should also have the capital of pride, otherwise you'll just hurt yourself." Chun Su turned to the window and looked at other things through the moon.

The angry spirit slowly pressed down, and his voice dropped several levels and said, "well, why did the emperor of the kingdom of glass know about the misty fazong? Why did you just tell him?"

Chunsu shook his head and smiled and said, "being a teacher has its own truth. The power of a teacher wants to destroy Hongmeng or Tangguo. It's just a matter of waving your hand. Disciple, when you don't have the capital to compete with being a teacher, you'd better be a obedient little disciple to be a teacher. Is it clear?"

There was a faint chill in the gentle tone. Song Ningyu frowned and asked, "who are you?"

"When the time comes, you'll know who the teacher is. By the way, it's best not to get too close to Gong Zilin. If you find holy water, there's no medicine to solve the poison in your body." Chunsu slowly raised her white sky silk gloves and lingered on song Ningyu's tightly wrinkled eyebrows.