"Is it that painful?" Looking back on Yifeng, he felt that he had hit too hard yesterday, and he felt sorry and distressed, so he reached out and touched her face to see the poor girl. He didn’t blame himself in his heart. If she was the oldest in this era, she was a junior high school student. She used to stay with her parents and enjoy the warmth of her family, but she followed her around and encountered various dangers and even almost died.

"I didn’t protect her myself. Anyway, yesterday, she did the same thing to avenge me, regardless of her own life." He thought, "Since I want to talk to her, I should be angry. Why am I so angry?"
With a sigh, he held up Yin Niang’s face in his hand and gently tunnel "Yin Niang …"
The girl seemed to be hiding something, and her eyes blinked quickly and bowed her head quickly.
"Yin niang, were you just … snickering?"
"No, no!"
"really?" The wind soul looked at her suspiciously.
The girl looked up again with tearful eyes and looked like a wronged kannika nimtragol, but as the saying goes, the same move is a method for the saint. For the second time, although she pretended well, the wind soul saw a smile in her eyes.
This girl … She set her up.
"Who taught you?" The wind soul turned her over and slapped her ass hard. She knew that she had been seen through by Master, so she blushed and said, "Sister Shi said that she wanted me to jump into your arms dressed like this and cry, so no matter how angry Master was, I would forget it, so I did it."
Actually, Ling Ning taught her? Before the wind soul wry smile, Ling Ning will cry in his arms if she is slightly wronged. So … Maybe she is also pretending.
Forget it. Anyway, I can’t really get angry with these two girls. He sighed and sat down on the grass and asked Yinniang to sit beside him. When he thought about it carefully, he found that he really didn’t sit alone with Yinniang for a long time. Compared with Lingning, Yinniang’s heart was obviously much more delicate and sensitive, and past lives had something to explain, so he unconsciously adopted an evasive attitude. However, perhaps this attitude increased Yinniang’s troubles.
"Yin Niang" he asked, "Do you really want to know about your past life? Well, your past life was really … "
Yin Niang leaned against his shoulder and whispered, "No, Master, I don’t want to know now."
"Really?"
"In fact, I already know a lot about past lives. Although those things are like dreams, they are all difficult to connect pictures, but I don’t know what they are really in my memory." Yin Niang lowered her head. "I had hoped that I could go back to my past life and dream that the master fell in love with that woman. However, when you had an accident, when my master was gone, all I remembered was this life. When you were together, I didn’t realize until then that it didn’t matter to me whether you knew the past life or not … The important thing was that I knew this life.
The young girl turned to look at Master and looked so quiet and happy.
"Silly girl" Feng Soul touched her head and put her arms around her shoulder. Actually, it is not so important for Wang Miao to think about it or Nie Yinniang or who is who. What is important is that they are all hard for Feng Soul to give up. In the past life, Wang Miao wanted to make him feel sad. In this life, Nie Yinniang comforted him and tried to distinguish who is more important than who. It is better to cherish more immediate happiness.
"One more thing," he said, looking at Yin Niang, "you can’t do that sword dance yesterday. No matter what happens afterwards, you can’t do that sword dance that kills the enemy by self-mutilation."
Yin Niang said, "Master … I can’t do that."
Feng Soul was dazed and couldn’t help but say angrily, "Are you so disobedient to Master?"
"No," the girl bowed her head and shed tears inexplicably. "Yes, yes, if someone really killed Master, then no matter who that person is, I will forgive him, even if it is a dead disciple, I must avenge you."
The wind soul stared at her and tried to be tough, but he couldn’t bear to blame her again. Then he thought that the former hidden mother always called herself "brother" in front of him, but now she called herself "disciple" just like the red line and Ling Ning, and she always shed tears and was no longer as strong as before. Although it was a seemingly small change, it made him feel that the girl had more closeness and dependence on herself unconsciously, so that he could blame her again.
"In fact, I’m not qualified to say she," he said with a wry smile in his mind. "If I hadn’t killed Ling Ning and Yin Niang by mistake the night before last, I wouldn’t have almost died in his hands. If something really happened to me, but this girl didn’t want to avenge me like circumstances, would I be really sad? Although it was careless, I was actually killed once by that surname Ji, which shows that this is also my own lack of practice. It seems that I still need to work harder after that. It is better to make myself stronger and protect them than not to let others avenge me. "
"Forget it," said Feng Soul. "It’s no longer the case, but you should be punished for not listening to the teacher and pretending to cry in front of him just now."
"What, what punishment?"
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"Well, I can’t remember at the moment what Master asked you to do. You mustn’t refuse to hear it?"
"No," Yin Niang blushed. "Master, you … always make people do strange things."
Hey, master will make you want to say no! The girl with a smile in her heart looked at Master’s "sinister" smile as if she didn’t know that Master was moving some "weird" thoughts again? Qiao face immediately became more red.
After talking about my heart, I was worried that Yuan Baoer and Ling Ning could not find them, so the wind soul took the girl’s hand and returned to the beach. To his surprise, even Yuan Baoer and Ling Ning had changed their swimsuits for them. At this time, Ling Ning had flown into the sea to play with Zhi Xin and Mei Er, and Yuan Baoer was still waiting for them.
"Hey, didn’t you come and refuse to wear it?" The wind soul looked at Yuan Baoer in surprise.
"Don’t you dare to say" Yuan Baoer gave him a look "Anyway, even if I don’t show it to you now, you will find a way to dress like that rabbit. It’s just that indecent women wear things in dance halls or nightclubs. You lied to me about wearing it and made up White Rabbit … White Snake."
"Well, how do you know?" Yuan Baoer, the wind soul’s wry smile, came from the time of the Tang Dynasty. The story "White Snake" should not have come out yet, and she should know about such a place as "nightclub".