Almost as soon as she finished writing, she felt Wei Yi’s body was stiff and her face was stiff. She asked her cautiously [This matter is important, but you can’t talk nonsense. Do you have any credentials? 】
Slowly but firmly shaking his head, Ning Yun continued to write [evidence, but it’s true that even the Grand Master doesn’t know]
Great Buddhist must not know, otherwise he would have taken precautions against this brother. How could he have taken her with him when he died?
Wei Yi stopped and looked at her like a sword, but she was not afraid to meet Wei Yi’s eyes and look at him for a moment. Defender Yi Cai turned and continued to walk forward as if he had decided to take her hand and walk with her to the front hall [I believe you, but don’t tell anyone about this]
Ningyun didn’t hesitate to believe that he would help his face emerge with a long-lost smile. Even his fingers writing on his body were a little light [don’t worry, I don’t want to be silenced so early]
W w w collect and organize, return or leave the club.
Chapter 141 Big shot in the Temple of Heaven 1
Wei Yi walked her to the door according to her identity, and let her walk into the room alone. If I had known that she had arrived, she would have greeted her. She was clever and blessed and saluted "I have seen the priest Chen"
Chen Si-ji was surrounded by several people dressed in Si Tian Gong ornaments, all of whom were new faces that she had never seen in her previous life.
Detect NingYun secretly look at a young man behind the priest Chen smiled and nodded as a greeting.
If Ningyun had been awake at that time, she would have remembered that this man was the healer who treated her when she was hunted down in Luoxia Mountain that day.
It’s a pity that she was in a coma because of witchcraft that day. It was Wei Yi who brought her to the nunnery for treatment and didn’t know how much happened.
Defender Yi didn’t say anything to her, but even told Miss Mozhu not to talk nonsense. Even Ningyun didn’t say a word.
But she thinks it’s the first time she’s met this man.
A medicine boy-like child brought a tray with Ningyun’s familiar silver needle and a small white jade bottle. The priest Chen looked at the tray and apologized to Ningyun and said, "This time, the old lady has a bad feeling. Please also ask Miss Ning to forgive me."
He didn’t introduce those people, and Ningyun couldn’t take the initiative to ask questions. He pretended not to pay attention to the Chen priest and bowed his head and smiled politely. "Chen priest is overrated. It is Ningyun’s blessing to be able to serve in the Temple of Heaven."
He said, obediently raised his left hand
"Miss Ning, please sit down" is probably because the situation is not urgent. The priest Chen is not in a hurry to get blood, but pointed to the chair beside him. There is a wooden armrest with a cotton pillow on it. As soon as she obediently sat down, she put her left hand on the cotton pillow, and the clever medicine boy knelt down and put the white jade bottle on her wrist, holding it firmly and waiting for the blood drop.
The priest Chen didn’t start work. After Ningyun got everything ready, he turned to look behind him.
As soon as he turned his head, Ningyun knew that he looked behind him by seeing the expression on his face.
The man who nodded politely to her before came forward and said "offend" first.
Before NingYun reply, he gently rolled up her sleeve and put two fingers on her wrist to close her eyes and feel the pulse for a cup of tea.
When he felt his pulse, Ningyun took the opportunity to secretly look at the strange man who took blood.
It is said that you are as warm as jade. She has seen the perfect disguise of the Central Plains. Compared with this man, Zhou Yi is just like the stars beside the moon. It is still bright when there is no moon. Once the moon comes out, the stars look dim.
Even though everyone around him is wearing the same clothes, he still looks distinguished and can be recognized at a glance.
Handsome face, heroic spirit, knife-shaped eyebrows and high nose. She has seen enough handsome men Zhou Yi, Zhou Quan, Zhou Chong, Wei Yi, Sima Xun and Miao Yi, who are not one in a million.
But this man is still enough for her to never forget, especially his knife-shaped eyebrows are as calm as water, but they feel as vast as stars and as deep as a piece of Wang Yang.
Past lives, she has seen this kind of eyes full of wisdom and tolerance in a person.
But at an age, he can’t be that man. It’s easy for that man to be old enough to disguise the unique vitality of young people.
Counting carefully, she has also met many outstanding men.
Handsome with a bit of lazy evil Wei Yi camouflage almost no flaw Zhou Yi and with Jianghu chivalrous Zhou Quan a suit of expensive Sima Xun is not a young talent in a million.
But only this gentleman gave her a gentle and modest feeling.
She really thinks that the so-called gentleman is warm and jade-like, right?
After the pulse diagnosis, he skillfully picked up the silver needle and smiled apologetically at Ningyun. "Miss, I want a needle."
Before her voice fell, she still had to speak in the future. The silver needle was in her wrist and she didn’t feel any pain. Obviously, the other party nodded to thank her "thank you, my Lord."