Cen Ji was speechless. He couldn't let her stay in his room any longer.
Cen Ji lifted the quilt, got off the bed, and stood in front of Yan Ying without any "decoration".
Although Yan Ying is a pervert, she also knows how to blush. Her face is now as red as a monkey's butt!
"You don't need me to ask you to leave, do you?" Cen Ji lowered his head and looked at Yan Ying, who was a head shorter than him. "Or... do you want people to find you staying in my room at night?"
"So what?" Yan Ying blurted out.
"Tsk." Cen Ji sneered. She really didn't understand anything.
Cen Ji grabbed Yan Ying by the collar, opened the door and was about to throw her out.
"Wait! Dame! Wait wait!" Yan Ying struggled desperately. "Don't throw it! I'm here to have dinner with you!"
Only then did Cen Ji see the food box on the table.
The final result was that Yan Ying was thrown out along with the box.
Yan Ying sat on the ground, looking at the spicy hot pot that had spilled all over the floor. Before she could get angry, she heard Cen Ji say from inside the room, "If you do that again, I'll kill you."
Yan Ying shuddered. She knew that Cen Ji actually had the capital to kill her. He was not as easy to bully as he seemed. He always had a way to kill people, but he just didn't do it.
But what could she do? She couldn't even have dinner with him, so how could she improve his favorability? Would she end up with the same ending as Yan Ying in the book?
no!
She had to use her trump card! She had to strike at Cen Jing's weak spot!
Cen Ji’s weakness is... Mu Siyue!
However, Mu Siyue is not in the sect at the moment. Calculating the time, Cang Jinglan should have taken her down the mountain to look for spiritual weapons by now.
Yan Ying looked at Cen Ji's tightly closed wooden door and the coat hanging on the pole outside the door. Why wasn't he wearing any clothes?
Oh, he washed the clothes.
Yan Ying finally realized that Cen Ji probably didn't have any spare clothes, so she stood up and went straight to the street at the foot of the mountain the next second.
Yan Ying found a clothing store and bought two sets of clothes based on Cen Ji's height. She remembered that Cen Ji had not eaten dinner, so she bought some pastries.
When Yan Ying returned to the peach forest, the moon was already hanging in the sky. The forest was very quiet and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of wind blowing through the branches.
Yan Ying had a headache again. How was she going to give these things to Cen Ji?
If she went to give it to him herself, Cen Ji would definitely not accept it, and might even throw her out.
Then...
Yan Ying thought of a person, Wu Bai. Like Cen Ji, he was also an outer disciple of Guiyun Sect, but in the later period he would follow Cen Ji and become a capable subordinate of his.
Yan Ying opened the map and came to the door of another wooden house.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Yan Ying knocked on the door hard.
"Can't we rest at this late hour? Who is it?" A shout came from inside the house.
The moment the wooden door opened, Yan Ying saw the face of a boy about her age, but before she could see clearly, the wooden door was quickly closed.
Yan Ying quickly reached out and pulled the door open. "What are you doing? Open the door!"
"You...you...you...you've come to the wrong place! Cen Ji...he...he doesn't live here!"
"I'm looking for you! Open the door!" Yan Ying threatened Wu Bai, seeing he still wouldn't let go. "If you don't open the door, I'll use the explosive talisman and blow you to death!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Bai had no choice but to let go, lowered his head, and quickly went into the house and hid in the corner.
"Auntie...what are you doing? I have never offended you..." Wu Bai said in a low voice, and the handsome boy squatted on the ground with his arms around himself.
"I want you to do me a favor."
Yan Ying was not surprised that Wu Bai was so afraid of her. After all, she was a well-known devil in the sect, the kind who would eat people without leaving any bones.
"What help?" Wu Bai became confused, but he still didn't dare to look into Yan Ying's eyes. This lady had a bad temper. If he offended her, would he still have a chance to survive?
"Go and help me deliver a few things to Cen Ji." Yan Ying took out a few things from the Qiankun bag and placed them on the table. The third-level Qiankun bag she exchanged with the system was only half the size of a palm, but it had a space as big as a wooden bed, so she could take out and put items at any time.
"Just tell him that his sister asked you to give it to him."
Wu Bai looked at the things on the table. They were some clothes, an oil-paper bag filled with some food, and a Qiankun bag that was the same as the one hanging around Yan Ying's waist.
"To... Cen Ji?"
"Yes! This is for you." Yan Ying threw five spirit stones to Wu Bai.
Wu Bai hurriedly took the spirit stone thrown by Yan Ying. In fact, even if he was not given the spirit stone, he would not dare to disobey what this lady said.
Yan Ying hid in the dark and watched with her own eyes as Wu Bai handed the things to Cen Ji.
When Cen Ji heard that it was something sent by his sister, his eyes softened instantly. "Did she say anything else?"
"No...nothing. She just asked me to bring the thing to you." Wu Bai said a little guilty.
"Thank you!"
"Nothing, nothing. I'm just passing by. Well... I'll give you the thing. I'll leave first!" Wu Bai glanced at Yan Ying in the distance as if inadvertently, then turned around and left in a hurry.
Yan Ying watched Cen Ji take the things back into the house.
The corners of his mouth curved up, and his eyes seemed... also smiling...
He should be very happy.
Cen Ji walked into the house and opened the oil-paper package. Inside was red bean cake. He loved sweet food. She really remembered that the clothes were also the right size for him. Her sister really took great pains.
Cen Ji knew that Mu Siyue had gone down the mountain. He thought he would not see her for a long time and felt a little disappointed, but he did not expect that she had left a gift for him in advance.
"Why are you wasting spirit stones again?" Cen Ji frowned in pain as he took the Qiankun bag. Then he held it in his hand, examined it carefully, and put it around his waist.
Yan Ying hid at the foot of the wall and secretly watched Cen Ji. Seeing that he had no suspicions, she left with peace of mind.
The next day, Yan Ying got up early again to attend morning class.
The elder teacher who teaches the morning training today is Leng Sen. He has reached a very high level of cultivation and has reached the level of Ding Kun. He can transform his Qi into a physical form and become one with his sword.
There are only two people in Guiyun Sect whose cultivation has reached Dingkun, Leng Sen and Sect Master Ning Hai. These two are the two with the highest cultivation in the sect except for the male protagonist in the fusion stage.
In the entire world, the number of cultivators in the fusion stage can be counted on one hand, so Ding Kun’s ability to leave the body is already considered a very high level of cultivation.
Yan Ying dared not be careless in the class of Yan Luo. Elder Leng Sen was a martial arts fanatic who never neglected his sword practice and naturally could not bear to see others slacking off.
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