My enemies became my companions

Chapter 370 Who is being controlled by whom (Updated, Shura Field tomorrow)
After going through numerous hardships and dangers, the fairy girl met Chen Yi again. Her heart was already beating fast. On her way back from the underworld, she touched the hairpin in her hair countless times.

If you ask whether he is afraid or not, the fear is still there. He is confused in his heart, but his feelings are lingering. He suppresses the fear in his heart and has more obsession to kill the red dragon with the white tiger.

What's more, she had the idea of ​​playing Chen Yi in the palm of her hand.

He was about to leave Beijing. The journey was long and there were so many fairies. What would he do if he didn't see how the fairies manipulated mortals?
So she had him in her hands in advance, making him listen to her and realize that ordinary people's defenses are easily lost. If he understood this and was grateful to her in the future, repaying her with a spring of gratitude, she would just shake her whisk and smile lightly, and let it go.

Gazing at herself in the mirror, Yin Weiying couldn't help but slightly curl her nose and suppress a groan.

She had imagined their future.

Now he has sunk into depravity, almost like a ghost possessed, and keeps drilling into me. Wait, wait a while... who knows, it might be my turn to take his essence, and I'll reward him with some cultivation points if I see fit...

The nun's eyes were as fine as silk, and many thoughts flashed through her mind, like a trickle of water, sliding down from top to bottom. Due to the current situation, she had to temporarily submit and bow her head, and keep a low profile. It was only temporary after all. In her heart, she still wanted to hear him call her "good sister", and not just a few words, but she wanted him to voluntarily call himself his little brother and respect her as a goddess.

There was a hint of resentment in Yin Weiying's eyes.

Instead of like now...

Like helping a child pee.

"Good brother! Enough, enough, enough!"

"I won't bully her anymore. I won't bully her anymore. I've recognized the truth..."

"Wow, I'll call her sister, okay? I'll call her sister... Sister Tingxue, Sister Tingxue..."

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Yin Weiying has always been a confused and demanding person, but the little fox is very well behaved.

Although she had cheered for Chen Yi beforehand, when the female champion really begged for mercy, she couldn't help but look at Chen Yi pleadingly.

"alright…"

"Sister Wei Ying knows she was wrong. She really knows she was wrong."

"Can you be gentler?"

When they were stacked together at the back, her face also turned red. She tried her best not to crush Yin Weiying, and she also looked like she was sharing the bullying with the female priest.

The little fox's cleverness and gentleness certainly touched Chen Yi's heart, but Chen Yi has always been a person who likes to do the opposite. This time, when he was in a good mood, he felt less sympathy.

“Don’t do this next time.”

The girl's wet skin pressed against Chen Yi, and his heart softened a lot, but he said:
"It's not up to you to decide."

"You make the decision, I know." Yin Tingxuer said in a soft voice, "I will only beg you if you make the decision."

As she spoke, she hugged Chen Yi's arm and held him in her arms.

Her gentle and docile appearance was the most pitiful. Chen Yi felt so soft in his heart that he hooked his arms around her waist.

Just as she was about to answer her, there was some movement from Dayin on her left.

Yin Weiying did not take the initiative to hug him, but leaned on his arm. After the blush on her face faded, she showed the beauty of a fairy.

When a woman sees other women acting coquettishly towards their husbands, she should have been jealous, but Yin Weiying discovered that she was not particularly unhappy with the little fox.

Princess Zhen, the daughter of King Quan Yinxiang, was a person of the most gentle character. Not only did she not care that Yin Weiying had betrayed her, she also said some good things about Yin Weiying. Seeing her being so pitiful, Yin Weiying felt a rare bit of regret in his heart.

After all, we are sisters who share the same gun.
Next time, it would be better not to let him have a party.

Vague thoughts flashed through her mind, and Yin Weiying's heart sank. She subconsciously pressed her abdomen, not because her stomach was full, but because something seemed to be flowing through her dantian.

A weak group of Yuan Qi flowed into the Dantian, gathering the lake water in the cave.

If you observe it from the perspective of introspection, you can see rippling water and circles of ripples spreading outwards in endless layers, while the weak group of Yuan Qi gathers the lake water and seems to be slowly taking shape.

Faced with the changes in his body, Yin Weiying's eyes trembled.

People who practice Taoism exhale and absorb the essence of the sun, moon, heaven and earth in order to absorb Yuan Qi and let it condense into Zhen Yuan. They then refine it and merge it into their caves, which becomes the practice of Taoism.

Although this ball of weak Yuan Qi has not yet been completely formed, it has undoubtedly taken shape. With a little time and further exhalation and absorption, it can condense into true Yuan.

Her cultivation… not only was not affected, but it actually increased.

Chen Yi heard some noise, turned around and met the surprised face of the nun.

"My Taoism is actually..."

Having said that, Yin Weiying stopped talking and retracted her gaze in worry. You know, Chen Yi has always been unwilling for her to improve her cultivation and has been trying to replenish her skills time and time again.

Seeing Chen Yi raise his eyebrows slightly, the nun felt regretful. Since her cultivation had improved, she should have pretended not to know. But she had to blurt it out. Now, she had provoked him and was going to be raped again.

Thinking of this, Yin Weiying became nervous and his fingertips trembled slightly.

However, she saw that man smiled, stroked her cheek and said:
"Your cultivation has increased? Huh?"

Yin Weiying hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

After she responded, she glanced at him twice and then lowered her eyes.

Chen Yi found her look funny, but actually, it was normal for her to be worried.

Regardless of whether or not he would let her become an immortal, now that she was his fiancée and had experienced the underworld, Chen Yi would naturally treat her better. So when they were making love today, they practiced the Yin-Yang Art of Resentment and Dual Cultivation, and the cultivation of the three of them improved.

As for why it was Yin Weiying who discovered it and not Yin Tingxue, it was firstly because the little fox's cultivation was still too weak, and secondly because the little fox could not stand the tossing and turning, and soon could not hold on, so the increase in cultivation was naturally less.

Chen Yi smiled gently at this moment, and Yin Weiying understood something. Her eyes were slightly sour, and she raised the corners of her mouth inadvertently, patted his arm, and said softly:
"Good, good brother..."

She didn't notice the warmth flowing through her heart.
With just a thought, she was one step closer to taking his energy.

Chen Yi held her in his arms. The effect of dual cultivation brought by the Yin-Yang Art of Resentment was not bad. If he worked hard day by day, it would not take long for Yin Weiying to enter the Golden Core Realm.

The warm fragrance filled his arms, and Chen Yi felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment as he saw his woman's level improve.

However, there is another matter that needs to be explained right now.

Chen Yi looked at Da Yin, then turned to look at Xiao Yin, the two women who were going to get married soon.

Yin Da and Yin Xiao were also looking at him at this time, their eyes full of joy.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and slowly said:

"Then comes marriage... I don't know when, but the sooner the better."

Little Yin hummed and said nothing more, while Big Yin said:
"I know you want to leave Beijing as soon as possible."

Although Yin Weiying was not clear about the grievances between Chen Yi and the palace, she only had a vague understanding of it, but after going through so much, she could see that the palace was unwilling to let Chen Yi go. She added, "I will also return to Mount Taihua to practice Taoism with my master and live in seclusion."

Chen Yi had heard Yu Zhen Yuanjun mention this before. After leaving Beijing and heading west, he would definitely pass by Mount Taihua.

But what worries me right now is leaving Beijing and Zhou Yitong's matter.

Chen Yi continued, "The wedding cannot be too grand. If the palace is alerted, I will be watched even more closely. When you return home, tell your father and mother."

The two girls listened carefully, and at this moment, the little fox thought of a question.

Yin Tingxue poked Chen Yi's waist, and when Chen Yi turned his head, she asked:
"Does Master Zhou know that we are getting married?"

As these words fell, the whole bedroom fell silent.

Chen Yi pressed his head in distress. This was the second thing that worried him.

If it were in the past, for example, when they had just come out of the Tushan underground palace, there would be no need to worry about it, but the situation is different now. Although they say she is a maid, neither of them recognizes her in their hearts. Zhou Yitang is becoming more and more like a teacher, and she is becoming more and more like a disciplined apprentice. In addition, they have resolved many grudges between them, and even though there is a layer of membrane between them, their hearts are already very close.

Chen Yi kept saying that the position was reserved for her, but after the marriage, she was no longer the legal wife. This was too unfaithful.

In addition, if I want to leave Beijing, I will definitely need Zhou Yitong's assistance. If something unexpected happens, I really don't know what to do.

After thinking about it, Chen Yi slapped Yin Weiying's butt.

The nun shuddered and looked at Chen Yi in confusion, and then he said in a serious tone:

"Emperor Luan, please stay away from her for a few days."

Yin Weiying's actions today almost exposed the matter.

The nun pursed her lips, feeling dissatisfied, but when she met his gaze, she became listless and said sullenly:
"Knowing that you care about her more than I do."

Da Yin's resentment made Chen Yi laugh in his heart. He hugged her gently, thinking of some reason to comfort her.

Yin Tingxue was the first to say with sympathy: "No, Sister Weiying, he just cares in a different way. Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, each has its own merits."

These words were very pleasing to the ear. Yin Weiying's eyes regained their spirit and he looked straight at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi laughed, kissed her lips and said:
"It's true. You can't see it. You're even more stupid than the little fox."

Yin Weiying did not comment, her beautiful eyes glanced at him and then fell down, with some pity in her eyes.

He doesn't know who is being controlled by whom.

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After the poetry gathering last night, the sunlight was still shining in the remote courtyard where the widow of Cui Mansion lived.

The winter wind blew the dead leaves down, the cold wind of the twenties was bitingly cold, but the owner of the courtyard was no longer in his twenties who could withstand the cold wind.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, with a pale face, she reflects on the passing years.

Xiuhe didn't know when she woke up. She only remembered that when she woke up, she saw Lin Wanheng sitting in front of the mirror with his palms terribly cold. The north wind made the windows of the courtyard creak, but Lin Wanheng was still sitting there motionless.

The maid, who was a few years younger than Lin Wanheng, touched her aching head and raised her eyebrows to see the empty wine bowl on the table. She remembered that the man did not show up at the poetry gathering last night, and the sachet that the lady had prepared for him was not given out.

So the lady had a sad and sorrowful look on her face, and she opened the jar of forget-me-not wine, and the master and servant drank together, and soon fell asleep.

Then... it was like a dream...

Xiuhe recalled, and then her face became shocked. In the dream... that man appeared, and lived in the same courtyard with the lady. The lady was no longer alone, but was always by that man's side, in pairs... Thinking about it carefully, what shocked Xiuhe was not how absurd the dream was, but that she remembered many details in it clearly.

How can I remember it so clearly?

Before Xiuhe could think carefully, she suddenly realized something and a tear slid down from the corner of Lin Wanhang's eye.

Xiu He was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and said:
"Madam, madam...what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Wanheng didn't say anything. She held the sachet that she hadn't given away and just kept crying. Her tears rolled down one by one like spring snow. The cold wind blew on the door sill, and there was still a hissing sound. In the sound of the wind, Xiuhe could only hear Lin Wanheng's nasal voice.

Xiu He was in a panic, not understanding why Lin Wanheng was crying.
Did the lady have the same dream?
But it was just a dream...

Xiuhe only knew the lady's misery, but could not understand the underlying reason for the girl's misery. She didn't know what to do and could only use a handkerchief to wipe away Lin Wanheng's tears.

After a long while, Lin Wanlang's tears slowly stopped, her eyes were red, and the face in the mirror was no longer lonely, but she hated this look so much that she turned her face away and stopped looking.

Seeing that her wife's mood had improved a little, Xiuhe quickly took out a storybook and read it to her, so as to cheer her up.

After turning two pages, Xiuhe began to speak:

"Among all the women in the world, there is no one as affectionate as Du Liniang... I don't know where the love comes from, but it is so deep and lasting."

Lin Wanheng paused, her face turned terribly pale, and tears fell again. Wasn't that The Peony Pavilion? The story of a woman meeting a man in a dream, how beautiful it sounded before. Du Liniang stayed alone in her empty room, but she met her ideal man in her dream. But, but, who was the Liu Mengmei that Du Liniang met? !
The source of her widowhood destroyed her husband's family, made her immoral, and made her have such a dream.

Lin Wanheng wanted to stand up, but she was shaky. A tearing feeling swept over her, as if her heart and lungs were being torn apart. She bent over and lay in front of the mirror, trying to catch her breath, but the scene of farewell flashed through her mind.

At that time, she tried to keep him and said to him, "Come back soon..."

"Do not…"

She also told him that [In the Peony Pavilion, the couple also met in a dream.]

"Do not…"

After that, she tightened his belt and gathered his clothes, and he looked at her and kissed her before leaving.

"No!"

He said, "If you still regard me as your husband after waking up from this dream, then I will not forget you."

"No, no, no!"

The young lady of the Lin family was like a piece of blue and white porcelain full of cracks. She fell forward in front of the dressing table, as if she was about to collapse. The dam she had built up during her long years of widowhood was crumbling inch by inch...

She grasped the sachet that she had not given away, as if she wanted to crush it to pieces.
"This is all a dream..."

The girl murmured in a trembling voice,

"He is not my husband!"

Tomorrow Shura Field, need to sort it out again, one update today

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