Ning Ning felt that this system was very absurd.

Not only was the original work given to her a running account, she was usually nowhere to be seen until there was a mission to be performed, then she would suddenly jump out like a corpse and start to exploit her, a poor working person.

The ugly face of capitalism is nothing more than this.

Looking at the original text given, it is indeed a classic routine in the ancient texts. The vicious female supporting role seduces the male protagonist to increase his evil spirit and make him unconscious. In a trance, his mind is in chaos and he draws his sword to attack his fellow disciples.

Then it describes how the elders of other sects outside the Xuanjing are panicked and shocked. Even if Tian Xianzi defends Pei Ji in every possible way, the effect is minimal.

In the end, the villain succeeded in his plot, and Pei Ji became infamous among all the major sects. Although the original owner had provoked him first, he still received extremely cruel punishment after the trial because he hurt his fellow senior sister. He couldn't even get out of bed for a long time.

Ning Ning felt pain all over her body just by looking at those words, let alone letting Pei Ji experience it personally. After thinking carefully for a moment, she had an idea.

The system only said "disturbing his mind", but never said "not avoiding Pei Ji's attack".

The one in the original novel deliberately plotted, so he would naturally hurt himself. Since she didn't want Pei Ji to bear the blame, she just needed to retreat safely. After all, Ning Ning's main training was body skills and speed. If she tried her best, she would not be injured.

In this way, the premise of "harming fellow disciples" no longer existed. Then she could stand on Pei Ji's side and explain a few words, and things would not be too serious.

A perfect battle plan!

Ning Ning gave herself a thumbs up in her heart, took a deep breath, and stepped forward to wade into the water.

The water in the pond was cold, enough to submerge her waist and abdomen. The cold air below her abdomen was piercing, and the swirling water waves made her skirt flutter and gently brushed over her knees and ankles.

Ning Ning walked forward in the water step by step, and just like in the original novel, she tentatively called out, "Pei Ji?"

Pei Ji stood in front of the waterfall with his eyes closed. Her voice blended with the huge sound of water and did not sound very clear.

Ning Ning wanted to call out again, but suddenly she saw the demonic energy surging around him. Then her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The original novel gave a rough description of the scene at this time, saying only that the black energy was surging and very sinister. Now it was her turn to take a real look, and finally she realized some of the pain that Pei Ji never spoke of.

His skin was originally abruptly cold white, and now the demonic energy was rushing around his body, causing unbearable pain, and he had lost all his blood color and was extremely weak.

His forehead was soaked with cold sweat and mist, and his black hair stuck to his temples in a messy way. Under the extreme black and white contrast, he was beautiful, but it seemed as if he would break at the slightest touch.

Pei Ji didn't seem to have the strength to even open his eyes, and when his eyelashes drooped wearily, a heavy shadow fell. The shadows made his pupils dark and dull, reminding her of a deep lake in the night.

In addition to pure black in his eyes, there was also red that spread and grew recklessly. Bloodshot filled almost the entire white of his eyes, and at first glance it looked like his eyeballs were stained with blood, exuding a beast-like violent aura -

or rather, Pei Ji now was not much different from a beast.

Depression, violence, and pain.

The overflowing demonic energy will not only collide with the sword energy, bringing heart-wrenching pain, but in more serious cases, it will even disturb the mind and make the host indiscriminately attack others.

Unfortunately, Ning Ning is this "other person".

Pei Ji's eyes are really a bit fierce. She feels uncomfortable being stared at. She bites the bullet and takes another step forward, reciting the lines in the original book step by step: "Why are you here alone?"

And he is exactly like the original book. Except for opening his eyes earlier than the original plot, he did not respond.

Ning Ning had to suppress her nervousness and continued to move forward with a calm face.

The closer she got to Pei Ji, the more she could feel the cold murderous intent like a poisonous snake, lingering around her invisibly. The black mist-like demonic energy drifted like smoke, intertwined with the waterfall behind them, and even the water vapor had a hint of black.

In such an atmosphere, the girl's crisp voice seemed particularly abrupt: "Are you feeling unwell? Or... is the demonic energy acting up again?"

"Demonic energy?"

Lin Qian, who was outside the mysterious mirror, frowned slightly, and then she remembered that the young disciple under Tianxianzi had a special identity, and was the offspring of a demon cultivator.

In the war between immortals and demons, many people from various sects sacrificed their lives, so many elders had prejudices against the demon bloodline, and some even said without hiding that they would never accept the descendants of demons as disciples in this life.

Tianxianzi pouted: "What about the demonic energy? Did the demonic energy eat your rice?"

Lin Qian glared at him.

She has been living with beasts for many years and doesn't care about bloodline, but...

Qu Feiqing on the side suppressed her smile and finished her unfinished words for her: "What if Pei Ji's evil spirit breaks out and hurts Ning Ning? He--"

The word "he" was stuck in the middle of her throat, and only a low sound came out. Qu Feiqing stopped talking here, staring at the mysterious mirror without blinking.

Ning Ning walked forward slowly, and stopped when she was only one person away from Pei Ji.

She called out several times but got no response. Just when she was about to look up to see his situation, she saw the sword-like brows of the black-clothed young man in front of her suddenly frowned.

——Then he took a step forward without warning, causing a surge of water and black mist, and before Ningning could react, he grabbed her arm.

Ningning was stunned.

This was not the plot in the original novel. According to the established plot, it should have been [the sword energy shattered and rushed towards the oncoming person's face. Ningning did not expect that he would kill her directly, so she hurriedly stepped back a few steps]——

This is how it should be!

She thought she knew Pei Ji's next move, so she focused all her attention on the surrounding aura, trying to dodge it at the moment the sword energy exploded.

...But why did he attack directly?

She was not on guard, so Pei Ji did not use much strength. He pulled Ning Ning and forced her to move closer to him, almost bumping into his chest.

If this was a romantic love story, the next scene would most likely be a "kiss against the wall" or a confession by pinching the waist.

Unfortunately, Ning Ning did not have that fate. When the two were just a few feet apart, Pei Ji grabbed her neck.

...Okay.

Pei Ji did not use much force, and his knuckles were cold, like black iron covering her skin. His eyes were cloudy, like stagnant water wrapped in mud. When he stared at her like this, it was quite creepy.

Ning Ning held her breath and secretly grasped the Star Mark Sword at her waist.

When the demonic energy overflows, the mind is the most unstable. Once affected, it is easy to go on a killing spree.

The demonic energy lingering around her became heavier and heavier, and the system in her head became silent. She knew that Pei Ji's mind had been disturbed. The mission was successfully completed. The next thing to do was to escape from his hands unscathed.

Ning Ning made up her mind and was about to raise her hand to grab his wrist, but she saw Pei Ji's expression was dazed, as if he was stunned for a moment.

The right hand that was strangling her neck also loosened a little.

If everything that has happened so far is still within the framework of the original plot, then the next scene will tear the original work to pieces and completely deviate from the established plot.

Ning Ning saw that he showed an extremely painful expression, but a vague light flashed in his pupils, and he called out in an almost inaudible voice: "... Junior Sister?"

In the chaotic cognition, Pei Ji actually recognized her.

She wanted to say "hmm".

Unexpectedly, Pei Ji's eyes dimmed again, and he actually moved his right hand away from her neck. Ning Ning was a little surprised, and thought she had escaped, but unexpectedly, he pressed her arm again in a flash -

but with a slight pull and twist, she was pushed to the stone wall beside the waterfall.

Ning Ning really didn't understand Pei Ji's train of thought at this moment, especially when she blinked and saw him approaching, standing very close to her, staring at her with his head down without saying a word.

He seemed to have regained some consciousness, but was still at a loss. His eyes were more bloodshot, and his thin lips were trembling slightly, like a thin piece of paper.

Pei Jihun's whole body was shaking, and his dark pupils were mixed with many difficult to distinguish emotions. The devilish energy gradually surged up, shrouding his brows and face.

This should have been an extremely terrifying scene, but when Ningning glanced at his body soaked with water and a touch of light pink at the corners of his eyes, she inexplicably felt like a big wet dog was standing in front of her, with some unspeakable grievances.

She had never had such a close and undisguised eye contact with anyone, not to mention that the other person was a very handsome boy of the same age.

Ning Ning was a little panicked subconsciously.

Getting too close...seemed a little too close.

"Pei Ji?"

She tried to call his name again. With her back against the cold stone wall, she could only move a step to the right silently, trying to escape from the other party's extremely close control. However, as soon as she moved, Pei Ji raised his hand and pressed on the stone wall, blocking her way.

Escape failed.

He frowned, looking a little impatient. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the peach-colored light pink at the end of his eye was more obvious, smudged into a darker red.

"Pei... Ji! Pei Ji!"

Chengying's voice gradually became clearer in his ears. Pei Ji's body froze, and he secretly exerted force on his palms pressed against the stone wall, and his knuckles turned white.

"Thank God! You can finally hear me talking!"

Chengying sighed, and his tone was filled with joy that could not be concealed: "You scared me to death. Ever since your demonic energy leaked out, I haven't been able to hear my voice - how did you feel just now?"

Pei Ji replied with a faint "hmm".

To be honest, his thoughts are still a mess.

The pain in his body has not subsided yet, and every bone seems to be soaked in pain. It feels like there is a knife cutting in his head, making it impossible for him to think about too many things.

For example, why did he regain consciousness the moment he touched Ning Ning; for example, how did he trap her in this corner, so that there was almost no distance between them.

She must have been scared by him, and she was staring at him blankly with her eyelashes raised. Through those bright almond eyes, Pei Ji saw his current appearance.

The evil spirit was entangled, the clothes were soaked, the expression was terrifying, the long hair was scattered behind him, some of it was wet and stuck to the cheeks, reflecting the scarlet eyes.

Such a weird and scary look, it was indeed him.

"Do you remember what happened before?"

Chengying said carefully, explaining the situation to him conscientiously: "Ningning saw you go into the water alone and thought something had happened, so she went into the water to find out what happened."

It couldn't help but raise its voice as it spoke: "She is so kind to you, willing to take the risk to go into the water - Pei Xiaoji, you must not bully her."

Pei Ji thought, this is not bullying.

He just... for some unknown reason, didn't want her to leave, and was afraid that she would leave.

The severe pain in Hun's body was still eating away at his reason, and the silent boy clenched his hands into fists. It's

incredible to say that Pei Ji has tried countless ways to suppress the devil's energy since he was a child, but all ended in failure. But today, when he grabbed Ning Ning's neck, his mind became clear in an instant, and he vaguely remembered her identity.

How strange.

Even now, only when he was close to Ning Ning, his heart, which was hanging in the air by the evil spirit, would feel a little more at ease.

Pei Ji lowered his eyes in silence, and in the girl's dark pupils, his hideous shadow was reflected very honestly.

He was upset for a moment, and didn't want her to see himself like this, so he stretched out his hand and blocked her eyes.

The girl's eyelashes trembled up and down, gently brushing against his sensitive palm, bringing a tingling sensation.

Ning Ning heard Pei Ji speak in a low voice, his voice trembling with pain: "Don't look... Can you stay with me?"

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The young man's slender figure was wrapped in black clothes, which were stained with moisture and tightly attached to his body, revealing a thin waist.

Suddenly, the picture disappeared in the field of vision, and there was only endless darkness.

Outside the mysterious mirror, there were wailing.

——Pei Ji deliberately broke the vision that transmitted the picture beside the waterfall, and he was unable to see clearly, and rubbed the trial rules on the ground.

Lin Qian was like singing a soprano: "What's going on! That brat actually broke the vision spirit! It's broken! Doesn't he know that this is strictly prohibited!!!"

A female cultivator from Haoran Sect banged her head against the table and pounded her fists: "What's next, what's next! I was more excited than the two of them, but what's next!"

Tian Xianzi was indeed poor and scared. He counted on the abacus with his fingers tremblingly: "How many spirit stones for a vision spirit? Does our master still have money to pay?"

After saying that, he looked around with great sorrow, and then he realized that a large group of people had surrounded him without him knowing when.

Tian Xianzi felt even more uncomfortable when he thought about so many eyewitnesses popping up out of nowhere. Without saying a word, he ordered them to leave and waved his hands like chasing ducks: "Go away! A bunch of old men and women, what are you doing here? It's none of your business. Don't look at them!"

Qu Feiqing glanced at him and sneered: "We old people are talking, why do you have the right to interrupt a little brat over four hundred years old?"

"Everyone, be patient. Since the visual spirit by the waterfall has been destroyed, why not look at the world from a different angle and take a look at the other disciples."

Ji Yunkai was worthy of being the leader of a sect. He raised his little arm, and his round, green onion-like index finger fell on the black mirror, drawing another picture.

It was getting dark. In the picture, a young man and woman sat side by side in a cave, hugging their knees in a very synchronized posture, with their heads lowered.

They were Lin Xun and Yun Duanyue, the classic socially anxious duo.

Lin Xun was a man after all, and he took on the responsibility of breaking the silence without hesitation: "Senior Sister Yun, this cave is so small." Yun

Duanyue didn't say anything, but pursed her lips and nodded, with a very obvious red mark on her ears.

Then there was another series of awkward silences. Little White Dragon always felt that it shouldn't be like this. He looked around for a long time and locked his eyes on the wet corner not far away.

"Senior Sister Yun, there is a centipede over there."

Lin Xun's face flushed red, and he didn't dare to look at her from beginning to end: "I'm counting how many legs it has, do you want to join me?"

Yun Duanyue kept her head down all the time, and finally spoke after hearing this: "56, I counted it a long time ago."

"Oh!"

Lin Xun scratched his ears and cheeks, looking even more flustered: "Well, well, well, you are very good at counting."

"Congratulations."

"No compliments.

" "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"..."

"..."

"Well, how about we count together how many leaves there are on the vine over there? I'll be responsible for this side, and you'll be responsible for that side."

"Okay. Junior Brother Lin is really interesting."

The two of them were bored together, and they actually started counting the centipede's legs in tacit understanding. The elders sighed one after another, and both men and women would fall into silence involuntarily after seeing this.

As long as the two of them are not embarrassed, it will be others who will be embarrassed.

Even Mayoi couldn't help but twitch her lips: "Which genius came up with the idea to put these two together?"

Ji Yunkai raised his hand with a smile, his face full of pride: "It's me!"

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It was very lively outside the mysterious mirror, and the corners in the secret realm that could not be seen were much quieter.

Ningning was a little confused, and many thoughts filled her mind in an instant -

how did the two of them suddenly get so close? Oh, no, it's not "very close", but there was physical contact without any warning.

Did Pei Ji's brain get burned by the demonic energy? Shouldn't he have given her a good beating?

And, this kind of plot development is completely different from what was agreed, right?

Her mind was in a mess, but she had to admit that Pei Ji's words were very lethal.

He has always had a cold and hard temper, and he never shows weakness to anyone. His voice was half hoarse at this moment, but it retained some of the clear and pleasant sound that only belongs to young people. He whispered it out like just now, like begging, and like acting coquettishly.

The solid wall in Ning Ning's mind collapsed into pieces, and she softened her heart without any principles.

Pei Ji's palm was frighteningly cold, like black iron without temperature. The distance between them was really too close. Although it was pitch black in front of her eyes, Ning Ning could still smell the fresh scent of plants with moisture on his body.

The young man's breathing was heavy and rapid, with a warm heat that blended with the cool moisture around him, occasionally entangled with her breath, and her ears felt a little hot and itchy.

When his breathing gradually became smoother, Ning Ning finally spoke softly with a tone of uncertainty: "Are you... feeling uncomfortable?"

After saying that, she couldn't help thinking, isn't this a waste of words? He is like this, how can he not feel uncomfortable.

She couldn't see what Pei Ji looked like at this moment. After some thought, she clenched her wet skirt with her fingers and made up her mind.

When Ning Ning raised her right hand, it was filled with the cool water from the pond. After wiping it on her clothes for a while, she stretched it forward with a little hesitation.

Her movements were cautious. When her palm touched Pei Ji's back, she could clearly feel the latter's spine stiffen instantly, and it never moved again.

"When I was upset before, my family comforted me like this."

Ning Ning's movements were very clumsy. Her palm brushed across his bones that were protruding high due to his thinness. She couldn't help but shudder in her heart: "...I don't know if it's useful to you."

The girl's palm was warm and delicate, incredibly soft, and when she stroked his back up and down, it was softer than the sound of running water.

Pei Ji slowed down his breathing, as if even his heavy breathing before was an unforgivable disturbance.

There were so many dark and complicated thoughts in his mind just now, but because of this unfamiliar touch, they all disappeared, and he could not remember anything.

He had lived in endless scolding and beatings since he was a child. Later, as he grew up, he gradually learned fighting and swordsmanship. Life was cold and hard, and there was no such gentle and soft little movements as these.

"Everything will be fine, don't be afraid."

Ning Ning's voice was very light, like a dandelion brushing past Pei Ji's ears, just like a dream, it didn't feel real: "You are not scary, and I am not afraid of you-so put your hands down, it's okay."

It's okay to put your hands down.

Even if I see him with such a hideous face... it doesn't matter?

He stood there in a daze, and before he could react, he felt an unexpected but soft warmth on his wrist.

Ning Ning pressed Pei Ji's wrist with her free left hand, using only a slight force, and then moved his palm down, revealing her bright and fair face.

The two eye lines collided straight.

Ning Ning raised the corners of her mouth, drawing a small and delicate arc, and her round almond eyes tilted upwards slightly, also bending brightly, like the bright moonlight hanging above the distant mountains, and gave him an unguarded smile: "That's good! Actually, you are very beautiful."

It was as if it suddenly hit my heart, causing my chest to tremble heavily.

Chengying was speechless this time. He uttered a long "ah" and then disappeared. He probably hid in a corner of his sea of ​​consciousness, rolling around and flying freely.

As for Pei Ji.

Pei Ji's throat rolled up and down, and he turned away with a stern face. His voice was inaudible, and his black hair covered the red on his ears: "Let's go."

"Are you okay?"

Ningning followed him behind him, saying in a light tone: "By the way! You have to eat more in the future. When I touched your back just now, it was all bones. It almost hurt me to death."

When I touched his back.

He acted recklessly before, mostly because he was driven by evil spirits. When the black mist cleared, Pei Ji finally regained his sanity -

oh, he even acted coquettishly and asked her to accompany him.

The strange touch seemed to still remain on his back, and Pei Ji's ears suddenly turned red. He turned his head hastily and glanced at Ning Ning.

Seeing the little girl staring at him seriously, as if she wanted to hide something, he lowered his body with an expressionless face and buried his whole head in the water.

Cheng Ying kept clicking his tongue and sighing: "What are you calling it? You are just trying to cover your ears and steal the bell. Do you really think that if you immerse your head in the water, others won't notice and blush? I saw everything - Pei Xiaoji."

Ning Ning didn't understand his intention, and called out in a daze: "Pei Ji?"

The water surface was silent, and a few bubbles emerged, gurgling and stringing into transparent little pearls.

Not long after, Pei Ji quickly stood up from the water, as if nothing had happened just now. He took out a men's dark blue thin shirt from his storage bag and gently put it on Ning Ning's head: "Don't keep warm."

His clothes were always folded neatly, with a fresh soapy scent.

Ning Ning took it with a smile, and with a teasing intention, she also took out a women's cloak with floral embroidery and butterflies from her storage bag and threw it directly on Pei Ji's head: "You too."

The two of them went ashore one after the other. Fortunately, with Pei Ji's clothes, the cold wind blew past the wet fabric, so Ning Ning didn't shiver with cold. When

she put on her coat and looked up, she actually saw Qiao Yan standing stupidly on the side of the road.

Qiao Yan felt a little torn.

She was just strolling around casually, and she never expected to see such a scene unexpectedly.

Just ask, a man and a woman came out of the puddle together, talking and laughing, and both were making the action of getting dressed. What did these two people do before?

What kind of lovemaking must have happened, and what kind of heaven and earth are they, to make them wear each other's clothes by mistake and walk on the road so ostentatiously.

The taste of a person who practices Taoism is really not something that others can understand.

Pei Ji put on a light pink women's hooded cape obediently, his handsome face was pale and his complexion was as gloomy as a dead person.

Ning Ning stretched out her arm to make Er Kang's hand, but because the coat was too big, her palm was not exposed at all: "Miss Qiao, listen to me!"

Qiao Yan apologized solemnly, suppressed her inner excitement, and ran away with her face covered.

Ning Ning: ...

Ning Ning poked Pei Ji's arm: "Who of us will explain tonight?"