MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 70 seventy tripods

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Li Hua did not want Pei Ming to reveal his identity.

Song Dingding knew that he had a relationship with Daojun Wuzang. If she knew that Pei Ming was Daojun Wuzang again, she would definitely feel that he was helping Pei Ming to hide his identity, and he was a bunch of liars.

Even if the paper couldn't wrap the fire, at least he didn't want to see this situation at this moment.

He let out a sigh of relief and was about to refuse when he heard a faint voice from the couch: "A Ding, why do you want to see him now?"

This voice was a little casual, as if it was just a casual question, but Li Hua could hear an imperceptible temptation from it.

Why test Song Dingding?

Li Hua frowned, always feeling that Pei Ming was hiding something from him.

"The sword wound on my lower back seems to have healed overnight. I vaguely remember seeing Daojun Wuzang last night, and I think he might have helped me."

As soon as Song Dingding finished speaking, he heard Pei Ming ask: "So, when you saw him, you wanted to ask what happened last night?"

"No." She shook her head, her eyes slowly falling on his blood-stained hands: "I want to ask him to help heal the wound on your hand."

The weather was hot, and the wound was not easy to heal. He was seriously injured and was soaked in water. Even if she handled the wound carefully, it would inevitably become festering and infected.

Even if Pei Ming's name is tough and he can survive it, he will have to suffer a lot.

If Wu Zang Daojun can help him heal the wound on his hand, that would be the best thing.

Song Dingding's voice was not loud, perhaps because of the reason he had just cried, and he spoke with a slightly nasal tone.

Pei Ming was in a trance for a moment, and lowered his eyes: "Li Hua, since A Ding wants to see him, just ask him to come out."

Li Hua was stunned.

It's not because Pei Ming asked him to call Daojun Wuzang, but because Pei Ming forgot to call him 'Brother Li'.

Even though he couldn't help but feel sick in his heart every time he heard such a name, but Pei Ming always called him like this in front of others.

Wuzang Daojun is Wuzang Daojun. He is meticulous and foresight. He can even take things like menstrual matters into consideration and carry them in the storage ring with him.

So he was able to hide in Tianmen Sect for three years in a woman's clothes, not only did no one find out his true identity, but also attracted both Daojun Yuwei and Ma Yun.

Such a thoughtful person would forget to pretend in a trance and call out his name directly.

Seeing Pei Ming getting deeper and deeper, he didn't know it, and Li Hua didn't know whether to be happy for Song Dingding or worried about her.

He sighed, looked at Song Dingding and said, "Okay, I'll try to ask Daojun Wuzang to come over."

After all, Li Hua pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.

After all, Daojun Wu Zang himself was in the house, and he didn't know how Pei Ming wanted to appear.

He was thinking about raising his hand and making a gesture of calling for wind and rain, but before his arm was raised, time was frozen at this moment.

Pei Ming got up slowly, sat on the edge of the couch, and placed his bare feet on the wooden cabinet under the couch where he put his shoes.

He looked at Song Dingding on the round stool. When she was frozen, it happened to be the moment when she raised her eyes to look at him.

The sunlight slanted in through the window, and a golden beam of light fell on her face, the soft broken hair on her forehead hung down, and the light brown pupils shone with shimmering broken light.

The white and slender palm was gently placed on top of her head, and the long soft hair was black and smooth, full of warm luster.

He was deprived of the ability to love, and he didn't know what it was like to like or to be moved, but soon, he would understand what it was like to love someone.

Pei Ming transformed himself into a clone with divine consciousness. In this secret realm that constantly consumes and restrains spiritual power, he has spent too much spiritual power.

Blood needs to be changed once a month, and he has been in the secret realm for more than 20 days.

If he continues to consume it, even if he gathers seven swallowing dragon **** and sees Pei Yuan, he is not Pei Yuan's opponent at all.

Pei Ming knew that he should not waste his spiritual power in such a place.

However, he just wanted to be capricious.

He lowered his eyes and stroked the blood hole in his palm with his fingertips. The numb pain disappeared immediately, and the skin healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pei Ming walked out of the room, stood beside Li Hua, put **** on top of each other, and snapped his fingers lightly.

The still world, the sound of clamor has been restored.

The hot sun in the summer afternoon, and cicadas chirping from the trees, Li Hua was stunned for a moment, and slowly lowered his arms hanging in the air.

He looked at Pei Ming, who was standing beside him at some point, and curled his lips: "It's quite fast, it made me worry in vain..."

Pei Ming squinted at Li Hua, Li Hua's voice became quieter, he closed his mouth, and his eyes fell on his arm hanging by his side.

He didn't stop there, and went straight into the house.

Song Dingding heard the sound outside the door, subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the door.

He came back against the light, his silver hair was like snow white, and the faint honey color looked warm and dazzling in the fine sunlight.

"Are you looking for me?"

A clear and sweet voice came from not far away.

Song Dingding was stunned for a moment, looking at his eyes slightly dazed: "Well... I just wanted to ask you for a favor."

Saying that, she reached out and tapped the palm that had just been bandaged: "Can you please heal the wounds on Miss Pei's hands and feet?"

Pei Ming stood at the door, leaning against the door frame: "Who is Miss Pei, why should I help him?"

She was taken aback by the question.

Who is Miss Pei?

A fellow junior sister, an ordinary friend, or someone you like?

Song Dingding hesitated and said softly, "I like him."

Her voice was really not loud, like a mosquito, but Pei Ming could hear it clearly.

He raised his lips, and there was a faint smile on his slightly pale face, mixed with a little pleasure.

Pei Ming raised his head and pressed the corner of his lips into a smile: "What about me?"

She didn't seem to understand what he meant: "What?"

He looked at her: "do you like me?"

Song Dingding: "..."

Not much, she felt that the way he looked at her now looked like a Samoyed who came back with a frisbee in his mouth, expecting his master to touch his head and praise him.

She remembered that when she was on the island, the juvenile Wuzang Daojun asked her carefully, "Are we friends now?"

Now he is less naive, more indifferent, and the only thing that doesn't change is his loneliness.

Lonely, no friends, no one loves him.

Song Dingding raised his eyes and looked at him: "I like it."

This time, it was his turn to be silent.

He looked slightly stunned, caught off guard and panicked. Although it was only for a brief moment, he forgot to hide his emotions.

She asked softly, "Can you help me?"

Pei Ming lowered his head and responded with an inaudible sound.

He stepped forward and put his hand in front of her: "Count to three, then open your eyes."

Song Dingding knew that he had always been mysterious, for fear that he would change his mind, he did not dare to ask more, and nodded quickly.

He didn't take away the cold palm covering her eyes, she hesitated for a moment: "Three."

Xu was afraid that his three numbers would not be enough, so she paused for a full two seconds before continuing to count: "Two..."

As the voice fell, her lips sank slightly, and the scent of Qingling cedar wood lingered around her.

In the dark, the other senses are particularly acute.

In her ear, she could clearly hear her own heartbeat, which was disordered and without rhythm, as if she had just finished running and stopped, beating like a drum.

She closed her eyes subconsciously, but before she could sink into it, the scent of cedar wood had already disappeared.

The lips touched, briefly and tenderly.

Like a dragonfly on the water, it is fleeting.

"one."

Pei Ming counted the last number for her, and with the disappearance of his voice, she slowly opened her eyes, but could no longer find him.

Song Dingding looked at the empty room with a slightly dazed expression - Daojun Wu Zang left.

He was always like this, coming and going without a trace. She didn't know what to do if she wanted to find him, so she could only ask Li Hua for help.

She still had a lot of questions to ask him, but before he could ask, he quietly left again.

Song Dingding lowered his head, remembering something, his cheeks flushed, and he quickly turned his head to look at Pei Ming on the couch.

He was still sitting on the couch just now, perhaps because Daojun Wuzang performed some magic, he was already asleep at this time.

Song Dingding breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he just fell asleep.

Otherwise, let him see Wuzang Daojun kissing her, she is afraid that she will jump into the Yellow River, and she will not be able to understand that she is not a broken sleeve.

She moved the round stool back and carefully checked the wounds on his hands and feet.

Seeing that the wounds were healed, but her face was still pale and bloodless, she took out the spiritual energy pill and put it between his teeth, put down the curtain on the head of the bed, and walked out of the room lightly.

Li Hua was waiting for her outside the door. When he saw her come out, he stepped forward and asked, "How is it, has the wound on Miss Pei's hand healed?"

I only asked this sentence for the sake of acting, and naturally I don't care what the answer is.

Song Dingding simply answered two sentences, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but said, "Is Daojun Wuzang very busy?"

Li Hua was taken aback by the question: "What?"

She explained: "He was in a hurry and I wanted to ask him something."

Li Hua raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter, I can help you convey it."

Song Dingding said: "It's nothing, that is, I seem to have seen Daojun Wuzang last night, but I don't know why, but I can't remember it clearly."

His thin lips moved slightly: "Last night?"

She nodded: "When I woke up, I thought it was a dream, but the wound on the back of my waist healed, so it shouldn't be a dream."

Li Hua was lost in thought.

If Pei Ming changed clothes last night to see Song Dingding, it would be a good thing for him to help her heal her wounds.

Why did he erase her memory?

For some reason, Li Hua suddenly thought of Bai Qi.

In the past two days, Pei Ming and Bai Qi have been very close, and looking at Bai Qi's attitude towards Pei Ming, he seems to be angry and somewhat resentful, which has never happened before.

Could it be that Pei Ming and Bai Qi are doing a shameful deal?

The more Li Hua thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Song Dingding could not be avoided in everything that Pei Ming was doing now. Their private transactions were probably related to Song Dingding.

He patted Song Dingding on the shoulder: "A Ding, you go back first, I still have something to do."

She thought he was going up the mountain to shepherd sheep, and she nodded without saying anything, "Master, go ahead, I want to accompany Miss Gu."

Li Hua responded and hurriedly walked towards Bai Qi's residence.

Song Dingding walked to the next door of Pei Ming's room. Gu Chaoyu had already returned to the room. She knocked on the door: "Miss Gu?"

Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the room, and there was a 'squeak': "Sister Gu just fell asleep."

The person who spoke was Lu Cha. When he saw her, he slightly bowed his body and lowered his head, as if he wanted to speak.

Song Dingding frowned: "If there is anything, just say it."

Lu Cha closed the door and motioned her to go out: "That old monk, it's just embarrassing for others, but he even asked Sister Gu to go to the bowl by name."

She was stunned for a moment: "Brush... Gong bucket?"

"Yes, I just came back from outside the temple and saw him. He scolded me and said that Sister Gu is lazy and does nothing, just like a waste."

As he said that, Lu Cha's eyes were red, and he couldn't help sobbing softly.

Song Dingding turned around and was about to go out: "Don't cry, I'll find the abbot."

Lu Cha grabbed her and said, "No, A Ding, you can't go. Dao-jun Yuwei said, you can't talk back to the abbot, or else we will suffer."

Song Dingding paused, hesitated, and turned his head slowly.

She heard correctly, is Lu Cha calling her 'A Ding'?

From her first meeting with Lu Cha to the time when Lu Cha followed the team all the way, he never called her A Ding, he always called her Nu Jun.

She didn't deliberately correct him, anyway, whether it was her name or the queen, it was just a code name.

But the question is, why did Lu Cha suddenly change his tune now?

Lu Cha didn't notice her scrutinizing eyes, he lowered his head, tears dripping down: "I will help Sister Gu to clean the Gong Bucket, but I can't help but say it because I feel injustice in my heart. two sentences."

"This abbot is always embarrassing people. He raises pigs and sheep in the temple. That's all. He doesn't forgive others. When he left, he was still talking about Sister Gu's lack of self-love, or else he wouldn't be pregnant. …”

Song Dingding frowned: "Are you sure, this is what the abbot said?"

"Yes, that's what the old bald donkey said. I can't believe that there is such a vicious monk in the world. I heard that he also cursed Lu Qingchen to cut off his descendants, saying that Simmons would have a **** disaster..."

Before he finished speaking, Simmons took Jiaduobao's arm and walked into the yard talking and laughing from the outside.

Seeing Simmons approaching, Lu Cha lowered his voice: "The abbot also said that Sister Gu was asked to clean the bucket because she was so dirty that she only deserved to clean the bucket."

"A Ding, I hate him so much... Do you think this old bald donkey deserves to die?!"

Seeing that the more he talked, Song Dingding raised his eyebrows: "Yes, this old bald donkey really deserves to die."

Lu Cha seemed to have gotten a satisfactory answer, and he wiped away the tears from his eyes: "Forget it, this kind of thing, just scold me in private."

"A Ding, you must never tell others about this. If it gets to Sister Gu and she hears it, she will definitely feel sad."

Song Dingding nodded: "I won't go out and talk nonsense, but you should keep your mouth shut."

Lu Cha responded, "I'll go to the Gong bucket first."

After all, he turned and left the courtyard.

Simmons passed by, Jia Duobao saw Song Dingding, and subconsciously pulled Simmons's arm on his arm away.

She still remembered the last time Song Dingding kicked over Simmons' door.

She is a poor sword cultivator, and Simmons climbed the high branch and is willing to make friends with her and give her medicine pills and treasures, and she will naturally not refuse.

But she didn't want to offend Song Dingding, she knew that Song Dingding hated Simmons because of Gu Chaoyu's affairs, so it was better to act in front of her.

"A Ding, why are you here?" Jia Duobao greeted her in a familiar tone: "Did you come to see Pei Ming?"

Song Dingding nodded: "Now that I have seen it, I will leave first."

Pregnant women are lethargic. Since Gu Chaoyu fell asleep, it would be meaningless for her to stay here, so she might as well go back first.

After that, she walked out of the yard, as if she didn't see Simmons at all.

Simmons lowered his eyes, watching Jiaduobao subconsciously keep the distance, resisting his anger, his arms hanging by his side couldn't stop shaking.

This **** snobby, since the first time they did a mission together, in the animal kingdom, Jiaduobao saw Song Dingding spend a lot of money on gourd seeds, and he began to show his affection to Song Dingding.

She had just given Jiaduobao ten rare elixir to enhance spiritual power, and now Jiaduobao saw the wind and slapped her in the face in front of Song Dingding.

If Lu Qingchen hadn't specifically explained to her and let her get close to Jiaduobao, she wouldn't have hesitated to be friends with this kind of crap.

Seeing her absent-minded, Jia Duobao couldn't help but ask, "Sisi, what are you thinking?"

Simmons felt a little nauseous when she heard it, and thought about it, why did you go earlier? Wasn't the person who shook her hand away from Jiaduobao?

"I'm not feeling well, I'll go back to rest first."

She really didn't want to stay with Jiaduobao anymore, so she left those words, turned her head and walked to her room.

…

Song Dingding didn't go back to her room. The first thing she did was go to Song Zhizhi.

Song Zhizhi's golden palace was built opposite the temple. No matter who came out of the temple, he had to pass through this golden palace wherever he went.

The sun was skewed, but the weather was still hot. Song Dingding walked outside the temple and put the cloak into the storage ring first.

Song Zhizhi was still sitting on the rocking chair made of gold, but this time she had half a watermelon in her hand.

Song Dingding remembered that he had just passed the pigsty, and the male disciples who were cleaning up pig manure in the pigsty couldn't help smacking his tongue: "You know how to have fun in time."

Hearing her voice, Song Zhizhi didn't lift her head: "Anyway, I won't be here for a few days. Once I leave here, all the gold will become phantoms. Naturally, I want to have fun."

She cut a piece of watermelon with a knife and handed it to Song Dingding: "I saw Li Hua carrying you down the mountain just now."

"Speaking of which, you are the most powerful. In just over half a month, you will break the number one Sword Immortal in Jiuzhou into broken sleeves."

Song Dingding: "..."

She took the watermelon and took a deep breath: "I'm not breaking my sleeves! Li Hua and I are just an ordinary master-apprentice relationship."

Song Zhizhi took a bite of the watermelon: "Okay, you don't need to explain, I saw it with my own eyes."

"He didn't even use his spiritual power, so he carried you down step by step, especially the last few dozen stone steps. When he saw you fell asleep, he walked slower and slower."

Song Dingding was stunned for a moment.

She fell asleep in a daze at the time, thinking of taking a nap, but when he arrived at the foot of the mountain in a moment, he would naturally wake her up.

Unexpectedly, he didn't use his spiritual power and walked down the mountain step by step with her on his back.

But even so, she believed that Li Hua didn't wake her up, it just came from the most common concern between master and apprentice, and it had nothing to do with the ambiguity Song Zhizhi understood.

Song Dingding wasn't going to talk to her about this, so he asked directly, "You were here today, did you see Lu Cha entering or leaving the temple?"

Song Zhizhi nodded: "I see, he walked out of the temple with Lu Qingchen."

"Lu Qingchen?" She frowned slowly, and couldn't help but confirm, "Are you sure you read it right, Lu Cha is with Lu Qingchen?"

"How can this be wrong, I'm not blind."

Originally, Song Dingding, who had just come here to try his luck with a little doubt, became even more puzzled after he got a positive answer.

Before Lu Cha was killed by Lu Qingchen, because of Gu Chaoyu's affairs, he had no good feelings for Lu Qingchen.

Logically speaking, Lu Cha almost died in Lu Qingchen's hands, and it was too late to hide from him. What does it mean to move up now?

Song Dingding couldn't understand.

"By the way, if you have time, accompany me to the temple to interpret a dream."

Song Zhizhi put down the melon rind, rinsed her sticky palm with water, and couldn't help but said, "The nightmare last night made me feel a little uneasy."

Song Dingding asked, "What dream?"

"Do you know the Great Elder of Tianmen Sect? It's the stepfather I just died."