MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 62 sixty-two tripods

◎Shake (two more in one)◎

Song Dingding's voice was not so loud that Bai Qi took out her ears, thinking that she had heard something wrong.

If she heard correctly, what Song Dingding actually asked was, what is the relationship between Pei Ming and Daojun Wuzang of the Immortal Mansion?

Since she can ask such a question, does it mean that she has become suspicious of Pei Ming's identity?

Bai Qi's expression was a bit indescribable.

She probably knew something about Pei Ming's past, and she also knew that Pei Ming entered the secret realm of Tianmen through the chaotic lock. He wanted to gather seven swallowing dragon balls, establish a channel between the three continents, nine continents and the heavens, and see the conscienceless Tianjun couple. Get revenge with Pei Yuan.

The most important thing is that Pei Ming wants to get back his own heart.

This is more like an obsession, supporting him from **** to return to the world, and to survive every day and night when life is better than death.

Bai Qi doesn't care about what he has experienced. After all, in life, who doesn't have something to hide?

But her father also knew a little about Pei Ming's disguise as a woman to enter the Tianmen Sect. Before she left the Immortal Mansion, her father repeatedly told her that she must not reveal Pei Ming's identity.

Later, her father rambled on what he said, but she couldn't remember what he said, presumably it should be some unimportant trivial things.

In short, she understands her father's hard-hearted intentions, but she is aware of Pei Ming's disposition and worried that she will be silenced by Pei Ming.

Although she really likes Song Dingding, this matter involves her life and safety. Song Dingding did not suffer any harm because Pei Ming concealed his identity.

Asking her this question now seems like she is just curious.

Until she is forced to do so, Bai Qi is naturally unwilling to risk her own life and risk her life to test his bottom line.

After all, no one else has seen Pei Ming's ruthless appearance, but she has clearly seen him just come back from the Demon Realm killing his mother, covered in blood, like a ghost.

A person who can kill even his own mother, Bai Qi doesn't think that because of his father's life-saving grace, he will be more kind and tolerant to her than others.

"Dao-Jun Wuzang, do you mean the palace lord of the Immortal Mansion who slaughtered the Demon Domain?" Bai Qi came back to her senses, her lips moved slightly, as if she was extremely shocked: "Why do you think Pei Ming has something to do with him?"

She looked surprised, as if she was saying whether Song Dingding was crazy. In fact, let alone Bai Qi, Song Dingding also felt that she was going crazy.

How could she feel that two people who looked completely different and even had different genders were the same person?

They have no other similarities at all except for the similarities in their backgrounds and the smell of cedar wood on their bodies.

Even the thin persimmon-colored clothes were because she saw that Pei Ming was well-dressed. After returning to the past through the swallowing dragon ball, she would ask the young Daojun Wu Zang to change into black clothes and wear bright persimmon and Mihe. color.

Now even Pei Ming's old acquaintance, Bai Qi, who has known each other for so many years, denies these... Men disguise themselves as women and change their gender, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

Song Dingding let out a breath, and the restless panic in his chest gradually calmed down: "I'm joking, don't take it seriously."

Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Bai Qi quickly changed the subject: "I heard that you can ask for marriage in the temple. We will also ask for a marriage sign later, how about it?"

As soon as Bai Qi mentioned the temple, Song Dingding looked at the golden temple and tried to recall the story about this secret realm in the original text.

In other cultivating texts, the secret realm is more difficult as it goes on, but in this text, the more it goes on, the easier it looks.

She remembered that there is a wish pool in this golden temple. As long as you make a wish to the big turtle in the pool, you can ask for benevolence and realize your wish in this secret realm.

Every sect disciple has a chance to make a wish. It only takes five people's wish to get the swallowing dragon ball in the Golden Temple, and they can get the swallowing dragon ball in this secret realm.

But in view of the experience of the first three layers of secret realms, Song Dingding felt that the calmer the place was on the surface, the more undercurrents surging in private.

She didn't dare to take it lightly, at least before leaving the secret realm, she had to be vigilant at all times.

Just as Song Dingding was about to respond, he heard a faint voice behind him: "Why do you think about marriage, it's all destined."

She turned her head and saw that Song Zhizhi had two blue dark circles under her eyes, her face turned pale and said, "It's fine if you figure out the marriage is good, but if you figure out the unlucky signing, you have to worry about it all the time, it's not as good as anything. I don't know, it's just fine."

Hearing this, Song Dingding felt that it made some sense.

However, after not seeing each other for a few days, how did Song Zhizhi become such a deficient kidney that was drained of her body?

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Have you been mining recently?"

No wonder she asked this question. During the short stay in Qingping Villa, she never saw Song Zhizhi again after the male disciples became pregnant, except that Song Zhizhi showed both sides at first.

Presumably, according to Song Zhizhi's temperament, if he didn't show up, he would go somewhere to make a fortune.

Song Zhizhi broke down and said, "I didn't go anywhere. I always had nightmares at night and couldn't sleep, so I could only waste the time of day to make up for sleep."

She used to dream of dying the Great Elder once every three or five days, but now it's three or five times a day. During the day, it's better, and as long as you close your eyes at night, the Great Elder must be dead.

She has died so many stepfathers, and this is the first one who has become an evil spirit to chase after her every night.

Even if there is something unclean on her body, it is not a problem for him to pester her every day.

Rao is that no matter how big her nerves are, she can't stand such torture. If she goes on like this, before she leaves the secret realm, she can't stand it and will collapse completely.

Fortunately, this layer of secret realm is a temple, and she was finally able to cleanse for two days.

Thinking like this, Song Zhizhi slowly exhaled and walked towards the place where the sign was requested.

Song Dingding saw that she was about to go to the lottery and asked, "What do you want to count?"

Song Zhizhi said as a matter of course: "Naturally it is fortune."

Thinking of what she had just said, Song Dingding couldn't help laughing and said, "It's fine if you figure out your fortune is good. If you figure out an unlucky signing, aren't you afraid of worrying about it all the time?"

Originally meant to make fun of her, but Song Zhizhi replied with a serious face: "What's the matter? Life can't go smoothly, even if it is on the sign, if I don't work hard, the gold and silver jewelry will not fall out of thin air. In front of me."

"If it's a big deal, I'll work harder than ordinary people. As long as I don't give up, I'll get what I want one day."

When the words fell, Song Zhizhi turned around and left.

Song Dingding stared absently at her retreating back, his lips moved slightly, as if he was chewing between his teeth, understanding the meaning of that paragraph.

"A Ding, don't listen to her nonsense." Seeing Song Dingding staring at Song Zhizhi's back, Bai Qi said a little displeased: "I think she fell into Qian's eyes."

Song Dingding pursed his lips and said nothing.

Bai Qi was born in the Immortal Mansion and grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth. Naturally, she could not understand the hardships that Song Zhizhi had to live with her mother and remarry other men to survive.

Therefore, Bai Qi can set her life pursuit as marrying the strongest man in the Xiuxian world, but Song Zhizhi doesn't believe in love and only wants to be the richest man in the Xiuxian world.

It is not to say who is right and who is wrong. After all, people have different backgrounds, different circumstances, and different goals. It is normal.

Just like her, she doesn't want much money or a good marriage, she just wants to live.

Song Dingding said: "If you want to count the marriage lottery, wait until you see the abbot before you go."

Bai Qi didn't care much about the marriage signing. She just wanted to change the subject before she talked about it.

She nodded without hesitation, and responded.

The two delayed talking to Song Zhizhi, and by the time they got to the temple, the abbot had finished chatting with Daojun Yuwei.

The abbot is wearing a cassock, holding a Zen staff in one hand and a bowl in the other, with a slightly chubby figure and a white beard, which reminds people of Fahai in the legend of the New White Lady.

"Abbot, do you mean that the male disciples can use the wishing pool to eliminate the baby spirit, and among the remaining disciples, as long as five people make a wish to get the swallowing dragon ball, they can get the swallowing dragon ball in this secret realm?"

Daojun Yuwei repeated it in disbelief.

The abbot said unhappily, "The monks don't lie, are you questioning the old man's words?"

Song Dingding didn't expect that this abbot looked very amiable, but what he said could choke people, and he would not let Daojun Yuwei go down the stairs at all.

She couldn't help but look at the abbot more, but who would have expected the abbot who was facing Daojun Yuwei to suddenly turn around: "Even if you are staring at the old man, the old man will not return to the vulgarity for you."

Song Dingding: "..."

Good guy, this abbot is not only bad-tempered, but also a group of narcissists... Wait, what did he just say, he won't return to the vulgarity for her?

So he just turned around and glanced at her, and saw that she was disguised as a man?

Song Dingding opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, Bai Qi had already rushed up: "Old bald donkey, you don't look like yourself, and you still want to return to the secular world for me, your face is really big."

It turned out that when the abbot was speaking, he was speaking to Song Dingding and Bai Qi. Song Dingding knew that the abbot was talking about himself, but Bai Qi thought that the abbot was speaking to her.

Bai Qi hates others to question her aesthetics the most. This time there was a misunderstanding, and the abbot ended up with Bai Qi sneering.

Yuwei Daojun deeply felt the irritability of the abbot. He was afraid that the abbot and Bai Qi would fight each other again. In the end, the abbot was so angry that he would not give them the dragon ball.

He quickly put his hands together and bowed slightly to the abbot: "The junior has offended you, the junior apologizes to you on her behalf."

"I only know how to apologize now, it's too late! If you want to go to the wishing pool, you should first pick up ten buckets of water, chop all the wood in the kitchen, and clean the temple."

The abbot snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

Song Dingding's mouth twitched, she had never seen such a wonderful abbot, impatient, narcissistic, and self-willed.

Fortunately, his request was not excessive. If he worked harder, he could finish it within an hour.

Daojun Yuwei looked at the leaving abbot and sighed: "The male disciple has a baby spirit in his body, so he can't do the rough work, so he went to clean the temple."

"I am going to fetch water, and the rest of the female disciples are going to chop wood."

After that, he added: "If you meet the abbot again, no matter what the abbot says, you are not allowed to talk back! Try to finish your work before noon."

Although this was an exhortation to everyone, Daojun Yuwei looked at Bai Qi and said it. Bai Qi knew that she was reckless and implicated other people, so she was too embarrassed to say more.

The others dispersed one after another. Daojun Yuwei passed by Song Dingding and suddenly stopped: "Your injury has not yet healed, so you can accompany Gu Chaoyu and Lu Qingchen to rest in the carriage."

Gu Chaoyu had just become pregnant and had experienced so many shocks in Qingping Mountain Villa. It was when the fetal heart was unstable. At this time, he should have been sleeping in the carriage accompanied by Lu Cha.

And Lu Qingchen had a big belly. When he got into the carriage, he was carried up by several people together, making it extremely inconvenient to walk.

Daojun Yuwei was afraid that he would have three strengths and two weaknesses, and he would not be able to explain to the Lu family at that time, so he asked Simmons to accompany Lu Qingchen in the carriage to take care of him.

Except for these two people, everyone else was called out of the carriage by Daojun Yuwei. Now that he said this to Song Dingding, it has already given her enough face.

After all, not everyone can enjoy this privilege of rest.

Song Dingding didn't appreciate it, and her voice didn't fluctuate: "No need, thank you Daojun Yuwei for your kindness."

Seeing her say this, Daojun Yuwei didn't say anything more, he stepped forward and continued to walk forward.

"Recently, Dao-Jun Yuwei has become more merciful, which makes me have some doubts. I don't know whether the woman escaped by herself or was let go by Dao-Jun Yuwei."

Her voice, neither light nor heavy, came from behind, Yuwei Daojun's body froze, and one of the legs he took was hanging in the air, and he even forgot to fall.

The woman in her mouth was the one who pretended to be the lady of the village owner and claimed to be 'Xiao Ding'.

When he woke up, the woman was writing a suicide note, and somehow, he suddenly remembered Song Dingding who chose to commit suicide after writing the confession.

He didn't know if the woman in front of him had been together for five years, but gave birth to evil thoughts to frame Pei Ming's Xiaoding.

He only knew that because of what he saw with his own eyes, Song Dingding, who took poison and committed suicide and was cremated, has left behind a demon since then.

He condemned himself every day, because Pei Ming was whipped on his body, and because Xiao Ding took the wrong road to frame his little junior sister.

Since the day he was born, he has shouldered the responsibility of the people of the world in the three continents and nine continents.

He thought, and indulged himself this time.

Even if the woman was disguised, he would treat it as the real Xiao Ding, so that he could give himself a chance and give her a chance to start over.

As long as he said that the woman had escaped, no one would doubt his words, at least before Song Dingding, no one had doubted his words.

Yuwei Daojun pursed his lips tightly, and his arm that was hanging by his side trembled slightly: "No evidence, no evidence, what do you mean by this?"

Song Dingding walked past him and said casually, "I'm just joking, what is Daojun Yuwei doing so nervously?"

After that, she smiled at him and left the temple quickly.

Daojun Yuwei stood in the temple, his palms tightly clenched, his smooth sleeves were creased by his fingertips. After a long time, he took a deep breath and hurried out of the temple.

Song Dingding was a male disciple in front of outsiders. Although he was not pregnant with a baby spirit, he still went to the temple to clean the courtyard.

Bai Qi originally wanted to follow her, but she was afraid that she would be angry because of her rashness just now. After hesitating, she was too embarrassed to go to the temple.

The temple is located in a wide area. There are nearly 100 layers of stone steps in the backyard going up and down the mountain, and there are thousand-year-old plane trees on the left and right to shade, but it is cool and cool.

It's just that this place is remote and there are too many stone steps, and the other male disciples are not willing to come to sweep, so Song Dingding can only come by himself.

She noticed that each layer of the secret realm, the longer the stay, the more moths came out.

If conditions permit, they should complete the task as soon as possible, and it is better to get the swallowing dragon ball and leave.

Song Dingding didn't dare to stop, he waved his broom in his hand, and swept the leaves and dust on the gray bricks with concentration.

She swept from top to bottom, holding a broom in one hand, and had to support her waist with the other, lest the wound at the back of her waist burst again.

After about a dozen steps, a pair of plain white embroidered shoes appeared in front of her.

The upper is brand new and white, without the slightest pattern, and if you go further up, you can see a touch of thin persimmon color.

Song Dingding stopped cleaning, pinched his neatly trimmed nails on the broomstick, and pressed his fingertips slightly: "Miss Pei, I'm a little busy right now..."

Xu Shi had just suspected Pei Ming's identity, and privately asked Bai Qi about his relationship with Daojun Wuzang. She is now a little guilty, and she doesn't even dare to look up at him.

The pair of embroidered shoes in front of him didn't move away, and Pei Ming didn't speak, which made Song Dingding couldn't help raising his eyes and glanced at him secretly.

Pei Ming stood on the stone steps on the next floor, but was still half a head higher than her. As soon as she raised her head, she just met his gaze.

The so-called peek-a-boo turned into a direct look.

"A Ding, the short sword I gave you before."

His eyes were dark, and there was no emotion in his eyes: "Give it back to me."

Song Dingding was stunned.

She still remembered that when she was in the animal kingdom last time, she wanted to return the double-edged dagger to him so that he could keep it for self-defense.

But he said: "When you find your spiritual sense, then give it back to me."

She didn't want to take his beloved things as her own, but he said that at the beginning, and at this moment she hadn't found her consciousness, but he suddenly said that he wanted to go back.

She didn't understand what Pei Ming meant.

Song Dingding released and clenched her hand hanging on her side. After some hesitation, she bit the corner of her lips and lowered her head to take Mercy out of the storage ring.

She clenched the broomstick in one hand, and held Mercy in the other, the blade pointed in her direction, and sent the hilt to his hand.

Pei Ming looked at the hilt of the sword that was facing him, and was vaguely dazed for a moment. When she gave him mercy, it was the same mercy she handed over.

He has handed over daggers and long swords with countless people, and no one has ever been so stupid as to point the blade at himself, only she can do so.

On that day, in the wine cellar of the Rose Manor, he gave her mercy in the hope that she would restore her memory and remember that mercy was given by her.

At this moment, Pei Ming asked her for mercy, but she hoped that she would not restore that memory, let alone know who he was.

Only in this way will it not shake his heart.

Pei Ming took the mercy and took the broom in her hand: "Listen to Bai Qi, you want to ask for a marriage sign."

Song Dingding came back to his senses, and when he heard the word 'Bai Qi', he felt a little nervous: "She, what else did she say to you?"

Could it be that Bai Qi told Pei Ming the question she asked, and Pei Ming was angry, so she suddenly asked Mercy back?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt like this, and her chest was so congested.

When Pei Ming heard her slightly vacuous voice, she probably had some bottom line in her heart. I'm afraid it wasn't because she went to Bai Qi to inquire about his background and past.

Bai Qi didn't mention this, but Bai Qi should understand what to say and what not to say, presumably her father also told her not to talk nonsense before leaving.

Looking at Song Dingding's appearance, it doesn't seem like he knew something from Bai Qi's mouth.

"No." Pei Ming stepped aside and put a silk robe of his own on the stone under the sycamore tree: "Sit here and wait for me, I'll accompany you after sweeping."

Song Dingding was slightly embarrassed, she really wasn't interested in marriage signing.

She looked at the thick white gauze on his hands: "Your hands and feet are injured, so let me do it."

Pei Ming didn't speak, just looked at her, until he buried her head in her eyes, he smiled slowly: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

This "minor injury" can't help but make Song Dingding make up for the fact that he was beaten by Daojun Yuwei more than 60 times with the keel whip, and then was branded on his face by the original owner.

Compared to those, the wounds on his hands and feet now are indeed minor ones.

There was only one broom, and he took it. Seeing that he swept it quickly and cleanly, Song Dingding stopped arguing with him, and simply sat on the stone he had arranged.

His lingerie was soft and thin, and it was placed on the stone, but the scorching heat was completely isolated under the lingerie. It was icy cold, as cool and comfortable as an ice pad.

The cicadas chirped, and the sunlight penetrated the gaps in the sycamore leaves, and was divided into fine golden awns, which sprinkled on his long hair like splashes of ink, plated with a warm and soft light luster.

The wind blew through the thin veil, and the wind chimes hanging on the tree in the distance rang softly. The crisp sound made her heart skip a beat.

Pei Ming, who was sweeping the floor, seemed to notice something, and with the melodious sound of the bell, he raised his head and looked at her.

Song Dingding quickly withdrew his gaze, but was still a step slower.

Pei Ming turned against the light and walked towards her.

He squatted in front of her, his fair and slender fingers resting on her knees: "Master gave a lot of elixir to reduce swelling and pain, I'll apply some for you, the wound will recover quickly."

It was clearly a clear and sweet voice, but the words he said carried a sense of oppression that could not be tolerated.

Song Dingding refused without thinking: "No, it's inconvenient for you to have an injury on your hand. I'll just find someone to paint it myself at night."

Pei Ming raised his eyebrows, was silent for a moment, and handed the ointment to her hand: "Okay, then let someone who doesn't hurt your hand apply it for you."

He took the broom and went back to the stone steps, and it took about a stick of incense to sweep the area.

The monastery is that big, and before the cleaning, the respective sweeping areas have been roughly divided.

After Pei Ming finished sweeping the floor, he took her to the place where the lottery was drawn in the temple.

Song Zhizhi was in the process of unwinding the signing. She shook out nine signings in a row. Her already pale face now looked even more ugly.

Just in the tenth lottery she drew, she finally got the result she wanted, and after listening to the little master in the temple explaining her doubts, she suddenly realized: "So the nine who signed the lottery represent my death. My nine stepfathers, this sign is really smart!"

Hearing what she said, Song Dingding had no interest at first, but now she became interested. She just took the lottery, and the abbot wearing a cassock walked in from outside the temple.

"You don't need to draw lots, your marriage is a death lottery, and it is a great omen."

Song Dingding was stunned for a moment: "Big bra?"

Finish