Chapter 325

Ji Qinglin was shocked to speechless by the sudden tenderness of Xia Wanning.

When Xia Wan's lips covered his, Ji Qinglin only felt his body shocked. In his eyes, he was indescribable confused.

The heart in his chest kept beating, as if it was going to rush out of his chest.

Until the late summer when the lips of Caragana left, Ji Qinglin's brain, or a blank.

"Qinglin, you are so cute."

Summer evening Caragana said softly.

Ji Qinglin's body trembled involuntarily.

Is this the girl he likes? His body told him that he liked the touch of the late summer Caragana, but the only trace of consciousness in his mind told him that it was too strange and abnormal.

Ji Qinglin took a long time to calm down.

He took the hand of Xia Wanling and solemnly asked, "is all that you said true?"

In the late summer, the Caragana lowered her head and drooped her eyes, and said, "well."

"You won't lie to me, will you?"

"Well."

Ji Qinglin smiles. He is very pretty. With such a smile, he shows a little tiger tooth. He looks like a child.

"I believe you."

At the end of summer, Caragana was relieved.

She knows that Ji Qinglin is the one who won't lie among the five children. If he really investigates something, he will report it to Emperor Zun. Even if he doesn't say it, Emperor Zun can see it at a glance.

Therefore, what Xia Wanning has to do now is to stabilize Ji Qinglin and make him believe in himself.

"Where are we going next? To see the man you're talking about? "

In the late summer, Ning reluctantly smiles.

"In three days, we'll see him again," he whispered

"Well, what you say is what you say."

Ji Qinglin didn't think that she would like herself in the late summer.

He had always thought that the person in Xia Wanning's heart was Emperor Zun, because she looked at emperor Zun carefully, with a smile.

Now think about it, those before, should be their own illusion.

Wan Ling said that she liked herself, so she would not cheat herself.

Ji Qinglin naturally takes the hand of Xia Wanling and walks ahead.

He couldn't see it. At this time, there was nothing but disgust on Xia Wanling's face.

Ji Qinglin sent Xia Wanning to her room. At this time, he didn't want to leave.

"Go in and sit down."

"Is that ok?"

For the invitation of the summer evening Caragana, Ji Qinglin is both unexpected and surprising.

Seeing the nod of Xiawan's Caragana, Ji Qinglin dares to step into the courtyard of Xiawan's Caragana.

When she got to the house, Xia Wanning made tea for Ji Qinglin. Then she sat down opposite Ji Qinglin, looking sad.

"What's the matter?"

"My mental strength in recent days has always been somewhat resistant, and I have never been able to reach a higher level."

"Let me see."

Ji Qinglin put his hand on the pulse of Xia Wanning's right hand, and then felt that the smell of Xia Wanning was really chaotic.

"In this way, I'll help you to run the Qi in your body. Don't move. If it doesn't work, I'll give you a part of my cultivation."

"Would you like to transfer your qi to me?"

Xia Wanling was very surprised at this. Before she spoke, Ji Qinglin took the initiative to put it forward.

"Between us, we don't have to care so much."

There was a flash of impatience in Xia's eyes.

But when she saw the jade flute that was ready to be given to Emperor Zun by the bed, her heart was firm again.

The person in her heart is the man in blue.

"That's the trouble."

"No trouble."

The real Qi between alchemists can be transformed, but the prerequisite must be agreed by alchemists themselves.

In the past, when the alchemist was paid tribute to Guihu by Xia Wanling, Guihu's fierce beasts gained strength by sucking the alchemist's blood and then converting their Qi.

It's a brutal and slow method.

But for Ji Qinglin, there won't be that kind of situation. As long as he is willing, his true Qi can be imported into Xia Wanling's body.

In the evening, Ji Qinglin absorbed part of the Qi in her body, put it into Xiawan Caragana's body, and confirmed that her breath was quite stable before leaving her yard.

Although Ji Qinglin entered the room of Xia Wanning, he was very disciplined and didn't touch Xia Wanning.

He thought that if they didn't get married, he would not be qualified to touch a beautiful woman like Wanling.

Ji Qinglin looks back and leans on the fence in front of the yard, nodding to him.Joy welled up in his heart, and then he left with a slight step.

Looking at the empty courtyard.

In the late summer, she felt a little lost.

Perhaps, Ji Qinglin is one of the few men who are good to himself.

After so many years together, she really didn't want to ruin him.

But if he doesn't destroy him, if he continues to investigate, he will destroy himself. The reputation he has won for so many years will fall short and nothing will be left.

"What? Some regrets? "

In the late summer, a man in black suddenly appeared behind Ning.

"No

"Elder Ji, it's good for you. The Qi of the eight grade Alchemist is given to you. He may not know that it's because of his action that he will bring disaster to himself."

"He's just wishful thinking."

In the evening of summer, Ning returns to her room, and the man in black follows in.

"Have you thought it over?"

"Well."

The man in black snorted contemptuously and said: "all the women in this world are so cold and thin. They will do whatever they want, even if they push their lovers into the fire pit."

"I have nothing to do with him," said Xia Wanning, with a gloomy face

"I don't know if there is any relationship between elder Xia and elder Ji, and I'm not qualified to discuss your business. But elder Xia has to think about it well. If you bow, you won't be able to turn back."

Xia Wanning puts down her tea cup.

Feeling that the teacup was warm, she bowed her head and found that the teacup she was holding was exactly the one Ji Qinglin had just drunk.

For a moment, I was upset.

"The plan remains unchanged. In three days, I'll take him to the riverside to find you."

"Well, I'll wait for elder Xia."

The man in black is not good at smiling, and disappears into the room in the late summer.

Xia Wanling is playing with the cup in her hand. She feels uneasy and makes a little effort on her hand. The cup is broken into many pieces, and the pieces stick into her hand. In a moment, her hand is full of blood.

But she didn't even frown.

"Ji Qinglin, I'm sorry."