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Chapter 179 The Beginning of Another Layout

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    "I heard that Master Xun has a green jade leaf flower, Rong'er, do you want it?" Jingyu said with a smirk.

    The ancient air was pollution-free, coupled with the fact that it is located in a mountainous area, surrounded by greenery and the fragrance of birds and flowers, it really makes people feel happy.  On the way to the secret retreat of the Mo family, Duan Murong saw his expression and couldn't help laughing.  She finally understood that even if he became the emperor, it would be difficult for him to change the naughty side of his personality.

    "Although the green blood jade leaf flowers are precious, they are not necessarily any better than the people you gave me to participate in Ganoderma lucidum." Duan Murong's expression was light and elegant, and after a while he had caught the key point, "You will mention it to me, so why not?"  What's so special about one?"

    "Huh heh heh, as expected of Rong'er, she can see through at once!" Jingyu laughed a few times, "It has nine leaves."

    "Jade Leaf Flower with Jade Blood from Nine Springs?" Duanmu Rong stopped in surprise.  It wasn't until Jingyu took three steps ahead that she chased after him again.  It's just that her expression changed a little this time, "You, can you really get it?"

    If there is anything in this world that can make this ethereal and otherworldly medical fairy tempted, it is only these precious medicines.  At first glance, even her beautiful purple eyes showed strong emotional fluctuations of looking forward to seeing her.

    Seeing her take the bait, Jingyu raised the corner of his mouth calmly, "I can get it for you, but, Rong'er, how can you thank me?"

    Duanmu Rong was stunned, unexpectedly he would talk about conditions.  Of course, he had made some small requests before, mostly to take advantage of her.  It's just that now that she has given him her heart and body, what else can she do to cater to his 'bad interests'?

    Jingyu has been observing Duanmurong's expression changes since he said that sentence.  Seeing that she was still puzzled after thinking for a long time, she couldn't help laughing.  He took her hand, brought her closer, and whispered in her ear:

    "I want you to take the initiative when we are doing the ceremony of husband and wife with you."

    Duanmu Rong had a premonition when she approached him, but she still couldn't help blushing after hearing this sentence.  She looked around in a panic Not far ahead was the residence of the leaders of the secret hermitage, but there was no one around.  He gave him a white look and said angrily:

    "Don't talk about this kind of thing outside the house, and don't mention it during the day."

    Breaking free from the hand he was holding, she walked forward quickly, her crystal earlobes still flushed red.

    "Rong'er, what's your answer?" Jingyu called out behind her, almost making Duanmu Rong's heart jump out of her chest in shock.  She was really afraid that if Jingyu said it so openly, others would listen to her, and she would be ashamed to see people again Fortunately, he didn't do that.

    Duanmu Rong stopped but didn't turn around. How could she say such a thing?

    Jingyu walked up to her back, patted his chest with his hand, "I am a husband." Then he touched Duanmu Rong's vest, "You are a wife! We are very happy, aren't we?"

    Jingyu is not praying for her downfall.  She confines her heart too much, and there are too many things to obey.  The teacher's teaching and expectations, the duty of a doctor, the teachings of the Mohist school, and being the example of Yue'er's sister, maybe she still has to be his help instead of a burden She should be freer, not because these constitute Duanmu Rong's life.  , but Duanmurong chose to do these things.

    She hasn't changed the relationship between passive and active yet!

    Maybe she is willing, but she is not living happily.  Jingyu wants to free her, and he has been working hard since the first confrontation when they met.  She shouldn't take all the responsibility on herself, she's just a weak little woman who needs protection.

    "Can you feel the temperature of my palm?" Jingyu said, "It is strength, and I can support you as a proof."

    Duanmu Rong felt his heart.  That eliminated her shyness, made her feel ashamed, and had the urge to turn around and hug him.  It's just that she has no way to respond to all his requests at once.  In other words, she has always lived like that, and she doesn't know how to change Then how should she take the first step?  So difficult!

    There were two footsteps not far away, so Jingyu didn't say any more.  Gently patted Duanmu Rong's shoulder, "I will help you, so don't let your life go too hastily." He said, turning to look at the two people who came.

    "We're back." Bandit Zhi waved his hand from a distance, and shook a black barrel in his hand, "I've got it! Hehe, it's not for nothing that you steal the world's invincible hand." He obviously  proud.

    "Cough cough." The big hammer who was also walking beside him suddenly fake coughed twice.

    Robber ZhiHe responded, "Ah, plus we're leading the way, it's so easy and enjoyable, it's a piece of cake."

    Sledgehammer's bare, tendon-ridden chest stood proudly.  He hummed in satisfaction, and congratulated Bandit Zhizhi with a high-five, and said in unison:

    "Happy cooperation!"

    Duanmu Rong's mood also calmed down after being interrupted by these two live treasures.  When she turned around and stood side by side with Jingyu, her face was already cold like usual.  Curiously looking at the object that Jingyu took from Robber Zhi—two sides are like combination locks, with three rotating wheels each marked with symbols; the barrel-shaped part in the middle is engraved with a golden dragon on a black background;  structure, and for seeing traces of scrolls.

    As if explaining to her, Jingyu raised the object and said: "The scroll is inside, but first you need to unlock it. If the method is not correct, the strong acid inside will destroy the scroll in an instant."

    Duanmurong looked at the delicate lock like a mechanism, and speculated: "Could it be designed by the Gongshu family?"

    "Yes." Jingyu nodded, "Based on what I have seen so far, the scope of the public loser's mechanism art is probably more than that of the Mohist institution art."

    "You really dare to say it!" The voice of the old man behind the class sounded, "The thing designed by that old boy Gongshuchou, my old man wants to meet him for a while." He walked to Jingyu's side while speaking, and took the suit.  The barrel-shaped object of the scroll left angrily but did not notice a playful smile at the corner of Jingyu's mouth.

    "Mr. Long, are you here today for something important?" Gao Jianli and the others also came out after hearing the voices of Robber Zhi and Big Iron Hammer.  Seeing Jingyu, he was completely surprised.  It stands to reason that nothing major happened today or that it needs to be discussed.

    "Can't I come and see you?" Jingyu said something that made everyone stunned for a while.

    "Then, please come in and have a cup of tea." Gao Jianli didn't know how to respond, so he just said so.

    Everyone returned to the hall where they had gathered before, with Jingyu and Duanmu Rong at the end.

    Duanmu Rong asked him quietly, "What is the purpose of your visit this time?"

    "If that's the case, you won't know until you leave." Jingyu replied mysteriously.

    A few days ago, when Jingyu went to the secret retreat of the Mohists, a white-haired old woman appeared at the first Mohist disciple monitoring point he passed by.  She was haggard and wrinkled, leaning on a cane and stooping.  Just looking at the appearance, I feel like I will fall down at any time, but I don't know how I walked alone in this deep mountain.

    With cloudy eyes, she looked at the hedge that was higher than her body height, and saw a young man dressed as a farmer working.  She stepped forward and patted the hedge, and after attracting the young man's attention, she said:

    "I'm tired from the journey, give me a bowl of water."

    The young man was kind-hearted and greeted warmly, "Wait a minute, old lady, I'll get you water right away."

    The old woman agreed and walked to the gate of the fence in front.  Sure enough, the young man walked out quickly with a bowl of clear water, and handed it to her with both hands.  The old woman tucked her cane under her armpits, and stretched out her hands to take the bowl.  It's just that the hands that were as dry as chicken skin suddenly changed strangely.  Not only has it become fuller, but it has also become as coquettish as blood.

    The young man was frightened, "Grandma, your hand" Seeing that even the clear water in the bowl in his hand turned red, he couldn't hold back his hand anymore.

    The water bowl did not fall on the ground, but was caught by the red hand.  However, it should be considered the real form now, right?  It has silver patterns and black nails.  What's more, there is still a grandmother in front of him, but she is clearly a seductive tall woman in a crimson dress.

    "You, you are" The Mohist disciple took two steps back and pointed at her, but his voice was stuck and he couldn't say her name.

    The woman activated her skills, and the water bowl instantly melted and splashed with clear water.  This phenomenon finally activated the Mohist disciple. He turned around and wanted to call out to warn his companions, but the woman held his throat and raised one arm.

    "I am the last face you see, you can't tell others." The woman said nonchalantly, her pretty fair face was full of coldness.

    The Mohist disciple kicked for a while, unable to breathe and caused his brain to lack oxygen, which made his body lose strength.  The woman let go of her hand and let him fall limply to the ground.  At this moment, another Mohist disciple who seemed to have heard the sound and came out to check the situation entered the woman's eyes.  Her eyes shot murderous intent, her body swayed, and she was already standing in front of that Mohist disciple

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