Chapter 1184: Fallen descendants conquer Feng Shui master 1
The swaying lanterns crackled, Shu Ange turned back and stared at Zong Yujing lying on the simple bed.
The tendency that he hasn't woken up made her a little anxious. Shu Ange used his spiritual power to dry the brocade ribbon, walked slowly to the bed, and unknowingly put his hand on Zong Yujing's cheek.
"Are you alright? The mourners came for me, and they all blame me for causing you trouble."
Shu Ange's fingers swiped gently on Zong Yujing's bright and jade-like face, looking at his closed eyes, his heart was infinitely melancholy.
Just when she was about to put the blue brocade on Zong Yujing's eyes again, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Shu Ange was startled and then happily called out, "Senior Zong, you are awake."
Zong Yujing opened his eyes, revealing a pair of dark red eyes, as if a fiery magma vortex was rolling in the depths of his pupils.
Shu Ange stared at Zong Yujing's eyes, his whole body was hot, his consciousness began to diverge, there was only one thought left in his mind, kiss him, kiss him!
She leaned down in a ghostly way, pressed her hot lips to his cold lips, and wrapped her arms around his waist.
The kiss did not satisfy Shu Ange. Zong Yujing's blood-red pupils and handsome face formed a strange charm, which made her want more.
After Zong Yujing realized what happened, he frowned slightly and reached out to hold Shu Ange's body, but she grabbed his hand and probed towards the soft part of her chest.
At this moment, Taoist Ting Song suddenly jumped in from the door, covered his eyes with one hand and jumped and screamed: "Aiya, see no evil, see no evil, Zong boy is very blessed."
Zong Yujing's face was black, and his voice was cold: "Hold her aside."
Hearing Daoist Song's smile, he jumped forward flexibly, he stretched his ape arm to lift Shu Ange from Zong Yujing, and knocked her unconscious with a knife.
During this process, he deliberately avoided Zong Yujing's eyes.
Zong Yujing picked up the brocade belt, tied it to his eyes again, and said in a cold voice, "Put her on the bed."
Listening to the Taoist Song Song carrying Shu Ange by the collar, he threw her on Zong Yujing, hehe said with a smile: "Zong boy, she is your destiny. Tsk tsk, I finally gave your first kiss that you have saved for many years, in my heart. It must be comfortable."
Zong Yujing helped Shu Ange and let her lie flat on the bed, while he meditated cross-legged, ignoring Song Daoist's intentions.
He wasn't annoyed either, after giving Zong Yujing and Shu Ange a meaningful glance, he left with a tune.
The first ray of eyes came in from the dilapidated window in the morning, Shu Ange's eyelids moved, and he rolled his back and opened his eyes.
Dilapidated roofs, dim morning light, and scattered spider webs.
When the memory returned, Shu Ange suddenly remembered that Zong Yujing was injured yesterday, and she carried him a long distance to Baiyun Temple, and also remembered the strange red lantern and the crazy appearance of listening to Song Taoist.
Later, Singer Shu An pressed down on the hard mattress and turned his face to see Zong Yujing, who was meditating with blue brocade on his eyes, his memory suddenly returned, and the whole person sat up like a carp.
what has she done!
Shu Ange bit her lip, looked at Zong Yujing's lips and swallowed her saliva, she even took advantage of his injury and weakness to kiss him yesterday, intending to be wrong to him!
Suddenly, Shu Ange's cheeks burned with two red clouds, and he just wanted to find a hole to burrow into.
She tugged her fingers on the bed, got out of the bed quietly, pinched the corner of her clothes uneasily, not knowing how to apologize to Zong Yujing.
After struggling for a long time, Shu Ange closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, comforting himself that stretching his head was a knife, and shrinking his head was a knife, so he might as well confess to him happily.
"Senior Zong... are you still meditating?"
"What's up."
Zong Yujing's voice suddenly sounded, Shu Ange swallowed and his eyes turned to the spider web between the roof beams.
"That... what happened last night, I... I didn't mean it."
Taking the initiative to hear his bold move last night, Shu Ange's face was burning hot.
Zong Yujing snorted and said in a calm and calm tone: "No need to worry about it, this matter has nothing to do with you."
"..."
She forcibly kissed him, and he said it had nothing to do with her, why did Shu Ange suddenly feel like a bit of scum again. She was about to ask another question when she heard Song Daoist walk in from the door suddenly swaying.
"Little girl, Lao Dao reminds you that Zong's eyes cannot be seen. His pupils will evoke the desires hidden in the deepest part of people's hearts, so be careful."
Listening to Taoist Song shaking the whisk, with a mysterious smile on his face, he solved the doubts in Shu Ange's heart.
After undoing it, she blushed even more.
Zong Yujing's eyes can arouse people's deepest desires, doesn't it mean that she originally wanted to kiss him, but it was hidden in her heart.
Shu Ange coughed several times to relieve the embarrassment, and heard Song Daoist walk to Zong Yujing's bed and threw the small gourd-shaped porcelain bottle to him with disgust.
"Take it, don't even take medicine with you when you go out. The next time you get beaten so badly, don't come to the old-fashioned territory."
"Thank you for listening to Master Song."
Shu Ange thanked Taoist Ting Song with a grateful face. He looked back at her and let out an indescribable laugh.
"Well, you really should thank Zong boy."
He left after leaving a thought-provoking sentence, and Shu Ange stood in the room with his head bowed in embarrassment.
After Zong Yujing ate the medicinal pill in the bottle, his health was much better. He looked up at Shu Ange with a cramped face, and said slowly, "Don't take it to heart, I'm going to spend the first half a month in Baiyun Guan. Here's spiritual power. It is abundant, and you have to practice more often."
"Okay, Senior Zong... Actually, that, I... didn't mean to blaspheme you. But you are too beautiful... In short, please forgive me for not being able to restrain myself."
Halfway through the beautiful words, Shu Ange wanted to bite off the tip of her tongue, but fortunately Zong Yujing didn't mean to bother with her.
She raised her head and glanced at Zong Yujing's face quietly, and finally asked what was in her heart: "Senior Zong, take the liberty to ask, you can see things -- right?"
"Well, yes."
It turns out that Zong Yujing is really not blind, so he blindfolded his eyes just not to disturb the minds of others.
Thinking of this, Shu Ange admired Zong Yujing very much, and she couldn't help but suggest, "Senior Zong, you can wear sunglasses to cover your eyes, instead of always covering your eyes with brocade belts."
Zong Yujing suddenly put away his meditation posture, left the bed and walked to Shu Ange's side, putting his hand on the Lord's shoulder.
"It's the eyes, not the eyes."
When Shu Ange was pressed by him like this, half of his thoughts flew away. When Zong Yujing left the room and went into the courtyard, he realized the meaning of his words.
Zong Yujing meant that others were influenced by his gaze, rather than simply seeing his eyes.
There is such a magical existence, Shu Ange is behind him