There is still some time before the trial is over. After unanimous discussions, everyone decided to wait until tomorrow dawn to take action separately, find other fox tribes in the secret realm, and then take them to the outside world for cultivation.

Qiao Yan brought Yan Qing and other fellow tribes into the room to heal the wounds, and then he kept his door closed.

As the only sober descendant of the fox clan, she would definitely not feel good after learning the truth and remembering every bit of the past few years. Even He Zhizhou, who was the thickest line, knew this very well and did not bother him.

It was getting late now, and everyone found a room for a while to rest.

Pei Ji specially chose a quiet cottage for Ningning. After cleaning it carefully with a dust removal technique and a broom towel, he took out a quilt from the storage bag and spread it on the bed.

When she was picked up from the wooden chair beside her and placed it carefully on the bed, Pei Ji subconsciously lowered his head.

Ningning is very light.

Before this, he had very little impression of other people's bodies. Whether it was a fight during a wandering trip as a child or a provocation from his fellow brothers after entering the sect, the people he met were always hard, and even if he hit them hard with his fists, Pei Ji would not feel distressed at all.

But when he hugged Ning Ning, he didn't dare to use any extra strength. The palms on her shoulders were soft and hot, making him feel at a loss like never before.

The little girl in her arms was sleepy and her body was as soft as if she couldn't touch her bones. When Pei Ji stood still, she could hear her shallow and regular breathing.

I didn't feel it before next to the noisy waterfall, but now the sound seems to be a little hot. When I gently pass by my ears, it made him feel a little unreasonable.

...It's so strange.

Pei Ji pursed his lips and moved his gaze away from her face, laying Ning Ning flat on the bed, and tucking the quilt for her inexperiencedly.

He was both first-class in fighting and swordsmanship, but this was the first time he did this for someone else, so he seemed very clumsy and his careful look even made Chengying laugh.

"Oh, I said Pei Xiaoji, you're just tucking a quilt, there's no need to be so formal, right? Those who don't know think they're serving the emperor."

Chengying never stopped laughing: "Why, you are so reserved and dare not touch her?"

When it said this, Pei Ji was flattening the quilt near Ningning's neck, and responding coldly when he heard this, "What is the emperor?"

"Yoyo! You have backbone, amazing!"

Its laughter sank a little, becoming a little scheming and malicious: "I know I know, no one can compare to Ningning. If you think she is important, just say it directly. What's the relationship between us brothers? Is it necessary to beat around the bush?"

I think Chengying really does everything to gain a relationship. She used to call herself my mother, but now she has become a brother again. I don’t know what titles she will call in different ways in the future. It’s really a hot word and every sentence destroys her views.

Pei Ji ignored it, casting a shadow on his long eyelashes in his eyes, and lowered his eyes and looked at Ningning again.

He clearly looked away from her not long ago, and he felt that he was really not strong-minded.

When she was lying on the bed, her whole head was slightly sunk in the pillow, and her long scattered hair gathered on both sides of her cheeks, reflecting her white skin like beautiful jade.

After a rough look, you can see the slender eyelashes like a small fan, the delicate nose bridge and rose-colored lips. Ningning is a completely opposite to him. Whether he is awake or asleep, he exudes an approachable gentle atmosphere from the inside out, making people unable to help but want to get close.

Unlike him, he has always been cold and dry, he can't interact with others, nor knows any interest. There are only two things in his life: "living" and "practice of swordsmanship", which is simply boring.

Pei Ji thought about it many times, about why Ningning was willing to approach him again and again.

He obviously couldn't give her anything and had no use value. She always had many friends around her, and she was not short of him anyway. Even so, Ning Ning would still go to the yard to find him every now and then, stand at the door and smile and wave his hand: "Little junior brother!"

Later Pei Ji thought, maybe the reason why Ningning was nice to him was because she was very nice to everyone.

——But he didn't want her to be so nice to everyone.

Pei Ji was startled by this strange thought and frowned in confusion. Just as he frowned, Ningning, who was lying on the bed, also moved her brows and shook her head gently.

It turned out that a few strands of hair fell on her face, and when it was blown by the night wind, it swayed randomly like it was tickling.

Pei Ji's fingertips moved slightly.

His right hand fell down quickly and lightly. When his fingertips just touched Ningning's cheeks, his entire spine paused for a moment.

When the fingers brushed away the hair, it also brushed across the delicate skin on the girl's face at the same time.

...I ran into it.

Ningning's cheeks were incredibly soft, but with a gentle whip, his fingers would slide down suddenly with the force. Even if he quickly moved his hand away, the faint, gentle and soft touch still remained in his fingertips.

Pei Ji has always hated other people's touches, but for some reason, he doesn't hate this feeling.

Even if you have more, you won't feel troublesome.

He suddenly felt a little confused.

"Do you think this is?" Chengying didn't notice Pei Ji's abnormality and tried hard to figure out the words, "Did you touch Ningning's face quietly?"

Pei Ji finally responded to it this time, and his tone was full of impatientness: "Stop talking."

Chengying didn't understand why the young master suddenly felt bad. He watched him walk out of the room with a calm face and closed the door in a low voice.

It was not until he caught a glimpse of his thumb that was pressing against his index finger that he suddenly burst out laughing: "No, Pei Xiaoji! Ningning is still sleeping now, you can even make yourself shy. What should you do if she wakes up!"

Pei Ji paused word by word, and a murderous aura was covered in his eyes: "Shut up."

*

Perhaps because I remembered Qin Niang, Ningning dreamed of her parents in another world.

She was spoiled since childhood, and later she became seriously ill, and her parents were even more worried. Unfortunately, they gave so much for her, but in the end they did not enjoy the slightest filial piety that their daughter deserved, and they parted early.

The more Ning Ning thought about it, the sadder he felt. When she woke up, she burst into tears and her eyes were swollen like walnuts. She couldn't continue to fall asleep no matter what.

She didn't know how long she had slept, so she could only see through the window that it was still late at night.

Wait, windows.

Didn’t she stayed by the waterfall with Pei Ji before? Could it be that he had moved his position? By the way, when he was next to the waterfall...

Was she picked up by Pei Jiheng and leaned her head against his shoulder to sleep?

No, it seems that Pei Ji took the initiative to lean on his head and shoulders...

She was unconscious at that time, half-dream and half awake, and didn't know what reality is and what dreams are. However, no matter whether the other memories are true or false, the horizontal hug that was indescribable was absolutely true.

If Pei Ji really put her head on his shoulders-

Ahhhh that's too, too ambiguous!

The more Ning Ning thought about it, the more she became, the more she became. She simply retracted into the quilt, rolled around on the bed with her eyes closed, wrapping herself into a round circle that was no different from a silkworm cocoon.

She looks beautiful and has a good personality. She has received many confessions since she was a child, but she has never been in love. Not only because her family is strictly managed, but more importantly, it seems that it is difficult for Ningning to have a good impression of those men.

I don’t like too close contact between the opposite sex, and I also resist the purposeful teasing and showing goodwill. I am immune to all the flirting and bombardment. It can be said that I am invulnerable to swords and guns, and I don’t eat the soft and hard things.

However, when I remembered the incident with Pei Ji next to the waterfall, I unexpectedly didn't seem to hate it.

Ning Ning got out of the quilt and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

There must be a reasonable explanation for this.

Maybe it was because of the fact that life was at stake at that time, and these actions could be left behind. Maybe it was because she and Pei Ji had a life-long friendship, or maybe it was because the people in the cultivation world were open, and between men and women-

Pooh.

Can the world of cultivation be more open to the 21st century?

The more Ning Ning thought about it, the more upset he became. Seeing that sleep had become a luxury, she got up from the bed with her messy black hair.

The water mirror array eye was broken by her. Now the two secret realms should have been combined into one. The place where this house is must be the village where the fox tribe once lived together.

The village has been abandoned for a long time and should be covered in dust and dirty, but it is clean and tidy, and there is no trace of dust on the bed; the shoes are placed straight on the ground, which is not as good as her usual habit of kicking it away with one kick.

It was not until this time that Ning Ning tried to think very seriously: Pei Ji should have brought her here, the person who cleaned up the house, took off her shoes and tucked the quilt for her...

Could it be him?

Probably not.

Ning Ning tried to imagine the scene at that time, and always felt very awkward. Pei Ji did his own thing in the original work, and was like a killer god who proved the truth with his sword. How could he be a patient person who did such things?

But... the quilt did smell his, and Ningning smelled it when she wrapped herself in it.

She couldn't think of the reason, because that dream was particularly bored and had nothing to do, so she decided to go out for a walk alone.

Open the door and you will see a courtyard. The yard is square and surrounded by several other houses. In the center, a large tree that has been withered is born next to the trunk.

Ning Ning was slightly stunned.

There was a tall and tall figure standing next to the trunk of the tree. It was Pei Ji.

It should be very late now.

The sky was dark and there was no trace of the moon. Only the eternal light at the door was still on, but it made the scenery even more strange, like a ray of ghost fire ignited in the abyss, with blood-red demonic energy wandering around it.

She would never have expected that she would see Pei Ji at this moment and screamed with a little hesitation: "Pei Ji, aren't you sleeping yet?"

After saying that, he smiled softly and asked in a joking tone: "You can't be waiting for me to wake up."

Ning Ning was indeed joking, and Pei Ji didn't expect that, and held the sword and responded lightly: "No."

After a pause, he added in a deep voice: "I can't sleep, go out for a walk."

"Bah! It's still 'no'! You don't blink if you lie!"

A middle-aged man's majestic voice rang in his ears, full of bitterness and indignation, as if he was making a report: "Ning Ning, listen to me! This kid is obviously worried that you will wake up suddenly in the middle of the night. He either doesn't know the current situation or something wrong with the spiritual energy exhaustion, so he stays here- he doesn't dare to enter your house and say 'Men and women will not be able to kiss each other', I'm bah!"

Unfortunately, Ningning couldn't hear a word.

Pei Ji had no expression on his face, and listened to Chengying's continued indignation and shouted: "Did you see the sword he was holding? This kid is afraid of the darkness and needs to hold it to stay outside alone! Damn it! It's a pity that I can't sleep. How many hours have I been waiting? The old uncle also needs to rest!"

"You can't sleep either?"
To be continued...