Chapter 38: Delusional twenty-fifth
Before Yan Chun came, Yan Chun and Yin Yuchen had already estimated how Mo Qiulu would react.
Yan Chun felt that Mo Qiulu would become angry, and maybe he would do it with himself. Yan Chun even brought a small magic weapon for self-defense today.
On the other hand, Yin Yuchen said that as long as Yanchun and the others did everything they discussed, Mo Qiulu would collapse and beg for mercy.
Yin Yuchen's original words were: "You have seen her memory and know what she has gone through. For her, begging for mercy is the easiest thing to do. Whether she kneels down or crawls on the ground, don't believe it."
"For that kind of person, it's crazy to really fight with your life to fight with you. She knows that Jing Yangyu can see her in the big formation, and she completely collapses. She is still wagging her tail and begging for pity, which shows that she has no intention of giving up."
Yin Yuchen told Yanchun: "She is like a poisonous snake. When you step on her feet when she is dormant, she can disguise herself as a branch. Once she finds a chance to kill with one hit, she will attack without hesitation."
Yan Chun lowered his head and glanced at Mo Qiulu, who was really easily shedding tears, and what Yin Yuchen said was true.
Yan Chun was really annoyed, she took a step back and kicked away Mo Qiulu's hand that was going to grab her ankle.
Because this time, Yin Yuchen didn't need to tell her that she knew that Mo Qiulu was pretending, but her heart still didn't completely collapse and she didn't mean to back down.
She was playing it for Jing Yangyu, showing off her pity.
"Yan Chun, you've always been kind. You can save a child you don't know... Please forgive me, I really know I'm wrong."
Yan Chun actually expected her to retreat, even if she showed a little sincere remorse...
It's a pity that since she is stubborn, Yan Chun can only follow the original plan.
She said to Mo Qiulu, "I gave you a chance, but it was your wishful thinking that a sparrow wanted to pretend to be a phoenix."
Yanchun picked up the heart-piercing words and said, "Enjoy the time when you can still move freely in the yard now, I promise, soon you..."
Yan Chun met Mo Qiulu's embarrassed face and eyes that couldn't hide her hatred, and deliberately did not continue, refusing to give Mo Qiulu a chance to seize Yan Chun's handle and tell Jing Yangyu.
Her purpose today was to make Mo Qiulu so scared that she couldn't sleep, so scared that she was paranoid all day long.
She is too difficult, too smart, and good at pretending to be pitiful. If she doesn't feel hopeless and feels that if she doesn't do anything to Yanchun, she will die. Show your true colors.
Yanchun asked his parents and Jing Yangyu to see clearly that they were wrong.
Seeing that Mo Qiulu was still begging for mercy, Yan Chun tried to crawl towards her, wanting Yan Chun to kick her at least twice, so that she could try to get Jing Yangyu to release her.
As a result, Yan Chun didn't give her a chance to play, and quickly walked out of the circle of the disciple's house, and then said to Mo Qiulu: "Tsk tsk, you were raised like a dog by your cousin for a while, in order to lower him Your vigilance, you are just pretending to be weak and crawling on the ground as a poor person, why, you are addicted to being a dog?"
Yan Chun said: "Mo Qiulu, after so many years, you have been brooding about those days, and you have not been able to let go of your cousin's brains."
Yan Chun shook his head and sighed: "Your people are out now, but has your soul really climbed out of that dark and stinky woodshed?"
Mo Qiulu bit her lip, hearing Yan Chun's words, her clenched fist smashed to the ground, biting her lip, and blood poured into her mouth. The taste of fishy and salty was similar to that of human brains that had been splattered, and Mo Qiulu was instantly pulled back to the cold and wet night when he killed the enemy.
She lay on the ground and retched.
Yan Chun stopped looking at her and turned to leave, but after walking for a while, she could still hear Mo Qiulu's retching, her brows couldn't help frowning.
uncomfortable.
Yanchun quickly returned to the Corning Institute, rushed directly into the room of the Shuangzun, and then in the wide-open formation, saw Yin Yuchen leaning against the bookshelf and reading a book quietly.
Yanchun's heart was like a furry little animal, and was comforted by a moist, gentle palm in an instant, and all the furrowed hairs were meekly and obediently returned.
Yin Yuchen was facing the entrance of the formation, and was obviously waiting for her. He raised his head to look at Yan Chun, and smiled at Yan Chun.
He was dressed in a light-blue inner sect disciple uniform, with red-gold runes drawn on his shoulders and in front of him, two lustrous rune jade hanging on his waist, a fiery red feather hairpin on top of his head, and mussel gauze on his eyes. The gauze was wrapped in the blue silk scattered on the shoulders, revealing an indescribable lingering.
His dress is really not in line with the elegance of the Immortal Monarch of the Cultivation Realm, and the complexity is somewhat dazzling, but the strange thing is that his bright red lips, and even if he covers his eyes, he can still see Nong Li's very beautiful appearance. Overwhelmed by this complexity.
He is the red flower that is surrounded by thousands of purples and thousands of reds at the very center, and can be seen at a glance.
Although this description popped out of Yan Chun's mind and made her want to laugh, there is no better way to describe Yin Yuchen than this.
"Sister..." He lightly opened his red lips and called to Yan Chun.
Yan Chun really laughed, and at the same time she became uncontrollably cheerful, ran straight towards Yin Yuchen, then came to his side, and naturally opened her arms to hug him.
Yin Yuchen raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was still holding a book in his open arms. After a while, he pressed his arms against Yan Chun's back with the book together.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Chun still had a smile on his face, but what he said was a little sad.
"I'm a little uncomfortable..." Yan Chun said, "You're right, she's still stubborn."
She must be stubborn. She has been making "life extension pills" for more than ten years to cut her feet and shoes, and now she has lost her true identity. How could she be willing?
If she gave up, there would be nothing left.
This is like many gamblers in the mortal world, betting on everything, if you win, you will win, if you lose... it will be wiped out.
Yan Chun doesn't understand why Mo Qiulu is like this, but Yin Yuchen understands, because she can never find such a good opportunity and condition again, and if she gives up this time, she doesn't even hate her anymore, what is she living for?
"Sister doesn't have to understand her, as long as we do what we have negotiated, everything will be as my sister wishes."
Yan Chun rested his forehead on Yin Yuchen's shoulder, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Well..."
Yin Yuchen stroked her long hair and gently kneaded the back of her neck as comfort, Yan Chun closed her eyes and quickly calmed her breath.
"Let's read." When Yan Chun was free, Yin Yuchen suddenly whispered in her ear, "I haven't finished reading my sister's case today. I have to read it tonight."
Yanchun: "...But I did something serious, and I behaved very well, and Mo Qiulu was **** off by me!"
Yan Chun said, "It's fine if you don't give me a reward, why do you still mention an example!"
As Yan Chun complained, Yin Yuchen tilted her head slightly to avoid her piercing mourning.
Then he said, "When I told my sister about the plan, I suggested that I go, because my reading efficiency is very low, and my sister insisted on going by myself, and I didn't read much. Of course, my sister made up for the rest."
It turns out that this pit is waiting here!
Yan Chun tried to argue with reason: "But if you go, you are obviously going to bully people. My senior brother can see the formation in the yard. Can you explain how Mo Qiulu arranges you?"
"Moreover, the magical tool 'Soul Splitting' is provided on the top floor of the Spirit Tool Pavilion. How can you steal it, and you will be arrested if you touch it!"
"Then arrest it." Yin Yuchen said, "When I was arrested, Mo Qiulu was really scared, because she knew that I was going to steal the magic weapon for you, so it can be seen that you really moved to break her soul. If you think about it, she won't be lucky, and it's easier to show her guilt."
"What about you! What should you do if you are caught stealing a spirit tool? The punishment in the Criminal Court is very scary. Don't look at my second senior brother's good-natured face, he is cruel!"
In the world, I am afraid that only Yan Chun feels that Youchen has a good face.
Yin Yuchen leaned against the bookshelf, raised her eyebrows at Yan Chun, and said in a reckless and arrogant tone, "Am I afraid of him?"
Yan Chun laughed angrily, and let out a mouthful of white teeth and a small pear vortex.
She bit on Yin Yuchen's shoulder, Yin Yuchen snorted softly, and then laughed, with something low and hoarse in her voice that made Yan Chun tremble.
Yan Chun's heart jumped, he loosened his mouth, looked up at Yin Yuchen, his mind was blank at first, and then remembered what Mo Qiulu said when he smeared Yin Yuchen.
She said, "You're so attached to him, like a child who hasn't been weaned... Wouldn't it be because you're obsessed with his bedding skills? Let me tell you, he might have trained him with many people."
Yan Chun let go of the hand holding Yin Yuchen's shoulder, and even his teeth began to go numb, and soon half of his face was numb. The expression on his face was very strange because of this inexplicable numbness.
Yin Yuchen felt the strangeness of Yanchun and wondered, "Sister?"
He stretched out his hand to touch Yan Chun's face. Before two people touched each other, it was very common for them to touch their cheeks, the tip of their nose and their hair, but this time Yin Yuchen stretched out his hand, and Yan Chun directly grabbed his wrist and his face Shangmayi didn't go away, but instead showed a look like a big enemy.
Yin Yuchen looked at his wrist and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yan Chun didn't know why he asked, "How is your bed kung fu?"