Jiang Fei's charming daily life

Chapter 126 I'm Just a Good-looking Disciple 1

After a while, the door opened with a creak, and Bell was only wearing a lewd garment loosely. After taking the food box, he was about to close the door.

Uncle Wang spoke in time.

"Master, are you overdoing it?"

Ling Dang stopped and looked at him, his face without a smile looked gloomy, but facing Uncle Wang, his temper was still very gentle.

"Uncle Wang, I just want to play again."

Uncle Wang looked at him, his old body was hunched all year round, his hair was also gray, but his eyes were still calm after the experience of the world, looking at the bell with helplessness and doting.

He sighed softly.

"Master, he doesn't have what we want. You shouldn't be wasting time on him long ago. Moreover, your subordinates reported that the demonic energy and the great disciple of the Yuetianmen were getting closer and closer. found ours."

Ling Dang curled her lips, although she was a little impatient, she still spoke honestly.

"Uncle Wang, I know. I'll go out in the afternoon. This is the head office."

Uncle Wang still exhorted with some worry.

"Master, everything must be based on our major affairs, you must not be true to him..."

"How could I like him? I just want to see what kind of capital the beauty has who can fascinate even the majestic Rong Qiong and the spiritual sense of the ancient venerable. Uncle Wang, it's not that you don't know, I'm just playing for fun."

Uncle Wang looked at Ling Dang's nonchalant expression, but he didn't believe the "wanwan" that he said this time.

His gaze landed on Bell's empty wrist, and he said with a complicated expression.

"Master, if you really don't care, then why is your bell missing?"

The reason why the bell is called the bell is because the string of bells on his wrist was left by his biological mother. The bell has not been picked off for nearly a thousand years since he was a child, but now it is gone.

Under Uncle Wang's questioning, Ling Dang rarely showed a guilty look.

He touched his nose to avoid Uncle Wang's sight, and said prevaricationly.

"Yulang's skin is fair. I thought he looked really good with the bell on, so I put it on him for a while for fun, and then took it back."

Uncle Wang knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless, so he could only try his best to dissuade him.

"Master, if you like, you can take him by your side, but now is not the time to indulge, you have to focus on big things."

Standing at the door and listening to Uncle Wang's reprimand for a long while, Ling Dang had already glanced into the room absently for a few times, but Uncle Wang didn't bother him anymore when he saw this, before he finished saying "The old slave will retire", Ling Dang couldn't wait closed the door.

Uncle Wang shook his head with a sigh, and left the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

In the afternoon, Ling Dang finally went out to deal with Moxiu's affairs, while Uncle Wang stayed behind to guard Jiang Fei for him.

After staying in the house for too long, Jiang Fei finally went out, but he didn't want to contact other people, so he just stayed in the courtyard. Uncle Wang sat silently at the door, looking directly at with him.

The weather was cool, and occasionally the wind would bring a chill, Jiang Fei sat quietly on the recliner, staring at the distant sky beyond the high wall in a daze.

His appearance was still fair and handsome, and his expression was cold and indifferent, but there was an imperceptible change from when Uncle Wang saw him for the first time.

The bite mark on the lower jaw can still be seen on the high collar, the old and new bright red overlap, and it is more obvious on the white skin, and the thin lips are like roses overflowing with juice, moist Ruddy, even if it doesn't raise the slightest arc, it still makes people feel breathtaking.

Compared with before, Jiang Fei now has more of a corrupt style/love that has been infiltrated.

Uncle Wang looked at him for a while and didn't dare to look at him any more. He felt inexplicably palpitated, and suddenly understood why so many people who are so proud of heaven would never forget him.

Such a heartless person with such a catastrophic beauty is fatally attractive to the strong at the top

The time for a cultivator is long and boring. Anyone wants to break off such a unique beauty, and then pinch it in the palm of their hands to play with it wantonly, but at first it is interest, and gradually their hearts will be planted in it.

It is obvious that he has no power to restrain the chicken, but in fact Jiang Fei is the only winner.

In the quiet courtyard, there were only the sounds of wind blowing and petals falling. Uncle Wang lowered his head and thought for a long time, then slowly raised his head.

When he saw the golden bell on Jiang Fei's white wrist, he finally made up his mind and said.

"Master Jiang, Rong Qiong and Di An are still looking for you outside, you probably don't want to be found by them."

After listening to his words, Jiang Fei, who has always been silent, said lightly.

"What's the difference between being found by them and staying here."

Uncle Wang didn't know what happened between Jiang Fei, Rong Qiong and Di An, but judging from his vaguely repulsive expression, they should have done exactly the same thing as his leader.

But Uncle Wang almost watched Ling Ding grow up slowly, so of course he had to speak for him.

After deliberating for a moment, he sighed and said sincerely.

"The old slave doesn't know about the entanglement between you and the other two, but the old slave knows that the leader really likes you. His bell never leaves him. It is a very important thing, but now he gave it to you."

The bell on his wrist was put on for Jiang Fei on the night of the bridal chamber. He stared at Jiang Fei for a long time with an inexplicable gaze. The novelty seemed to be seeing him for the first time, and he seemed to be thinking about why Jiang Fei was so infatuated with people.

Afterwards, he suddenly took off the jingling bells on his wrist, and put them on Jiang Fei's wrist in bunches with his own hands. After looking at it, he said with satisfaction.

"I knew you looked good in it."

These bells have never been taken off from Jiang Fei's hands since then, and the bells have been strengthened with magic, so only he can take them off.

The bell likes the way he wears the bell shaking and ringing crisply, and it hasn't stopped these days. Jiang Fei is now extremely disgusted with the sound of the bell, but it will make a sound with a slight movement.

He only knew that these bells had been in her hands since he saw the bells. Originally, he thought they were just decorations worn by the bells to match her status as a woman. Only now did he hear Uncle Wang's explanation that the bells were so important.

But no matter how important it is, for Jiang Fei, this is just a bondage he can't wait to get rid of.

He said coldly indifferently.

"So what if you give it to me, it's still his if you take it back."

"No, it's different, you are different to the leader."

Uncle Wang repeated it several times in a firm tone, and his vicissitudes of life revealed a trace of sadness when recalling the past.

He stared blankly at a point in the void, as if he saw something, a smile from the heart appeared on his wrinkled face.

"The leader has gone through ups and downs since he was a child, and survived a narrow escape. The daughter of this family once rescued the young leader and took care of him like a sister, but later died because of the leader. The leader replaced the girl and continued to be the head of the family. Daughter, they are getting older and confused by the magic of the leader, so they really treat the leader as a daughter."

After Wang Bo finished speaking, he was silent for a while, then continued to speak with a sigh.

"The leader was forced to become the leader of Moxiu. He was cursed by the previous leader, and he could only chase blood and killing all his life. The old slave knew that he would rather be a fragile human being who was born, aged, sick and died, but he had no choice. He is only happy when he is young. Mr. Jiang, the leader has difficulties, if you can forgive him, the leader will be very happy."

Uncle Wang sincerely hopes that Jiang Fei can voluntarily stay by Ling Dang's side. He has lived for a long time, and he no longer values ​​cultivation. The only thing he worries about is that after he passes away, there will be no one who can persuade Ling Dang again.

Ling Dang looks smiling, but in fact this is just the happy side he forced himself to create under extreme depression. Uncle Wang is very worried about what terrible things will happen when Ling Dang can no longer control those negative emotions one day.

Bell needs company, needs love.

Jiang Fei listened to Uncle Wang's rambling about the bell all the time with a blank face, his heart was as cold as a rock, and he didn't show any expression of emotion.

When Uncle Wang finally looked at him expectantly, he smiled lightly.

It was obvious sneer, cold.

"If I say I don't want to, how will you deal with me?"

Uncle Wang choked for a moment, but then thought it might be because Jiang Fei was still complaining that Lingdang was too strong, so he said nervously.

"Whatever the leader wants, he will get it by any means, but this is the first time he is so interested in someone. Don't think he is humiliating you. In fact, the way he expresses his emotions is very distorted, not what you think."

"What did I think? I thought he deliberately pretended to be a woman to deceive me, and thought he trapped me here to force me to marry. Are these just my thoughts?"

Jiang Fei sneered, and continued mockingly without giving him time to answer.

"Instead of threatening me like this, why don't you persuade your leader to change his target? I will never be emotional. You persuade me to stay by his side, but in the end you are harming him."

Uncle Wang looked at him in surprise, not knowing what to answer.

Suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he lowered his head silently. After a while, Ling Dang came back from outside, still smiling happily, and went straight to Jiang Fei and talked with him intimately.

Uncle Wang backed away without making a sound, and couldn't help but look up when Bell, who was looking at the smile on his face, cast a warning glance at him.

"Why did you come out? It's windy outside, be careful to catch a cold."

The bell squatting next to the chair gathered Jiang Fei's collar, and then put the back of his hand against his cold cheek from the wind, and continued to explain today's affairs without waiting for his answer.

"I just sent someone to lure them away, Yulang, don't worry, no one will find this place."

Jiang Fei pushed his hand away and turned his back to him, the bell on his wrist made a crisp sound.

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