Wu Tong saw it clearly throughout the whole process, and was sweating all over his body, which was so terrible.

"Murder is just a slightest move, so don't be so cruel."

No wonder people call her little witch, this method is simply... scary.

Ji Yue said seriously, "This is called confiscation of crime. Don't be kind-hearted, he wants to kill you."

Being kind is a good thing, but being too kind is stupid and someone will be chewed away.

Wu Tong also knew that she was right, but she couldn't accept it, so she might as well kill someone.

"Have you been like this since you were a child?"

He was too ruthless and had no room for anything.

Seeing that his eyes were wrong, Ji Yue waved her hand impatiently.

"Yes, what? Want to teach me a lesson? You don't have that qualification yet."

"Xiao An..." Wu Tong's words were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

Jiyue took out half a plate of pastries from somewhere, "I performed well tonight, and I would like to give you a plate of red bean cakes as a reward."

Wu Tong's mouth twitched. She had watched the fun for a long time just now? Half of the pastries were eaten.

He talked casually, "Aren't you rich? You have to give me a night pearl anyway."

Well, he deliberately retorted.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yue raised her chin and said, "Okay, give him one."

Banchun took out one from his body and handed it to him without saying a word.

Wu Tong was so embarrassed, do you really have it?"

Oh my God, he thought she was bragging.

Ji Yue looked at the sky speechlessly, "Do you think I'm joking? Alas, you're stupid too."

A cold wind blew, and the moon fought a cold war, and the maid next to her immediately asked her to go back to the house.

After she walked a few steps, Wu Tong's tangled voice came from behind, "What should I do with this person?"

"Whatever you want." Ji Yuetou didn't look back.

After struggling for a while, when Ji Yue returned to the room, she fell asleep on the bed, and she was sleeping soundly.

After sleeping until noon, the sun reached mid-air. She stretched comfortably and then got up.

After washing, she ran downstairs and ordered several dishes. There was nothing good in this town, but home-cooked dishes were still OK.

After drinking half a cup of tea, Wu Tong came out from somewhere, holding a snack box in his hand.

"Xiao An, you are awake. I bought you a thousand-layer cake. I have been waiting in line for a long time. You can try it."

He opened the box and revealed a plate of steaming pastries.

Mu Jiyue looked strange, "Why did she suddenly treat me so well?"

Wu Tong said seriously, "You have money, so you flatter."

Mu Jiyue was horrified. Could it be that she was captured by aliens? "...so straightforward? You can't be pretending to be someone else, are you?"

Her brains are so big, Wu Tong is speechless, "What are you thinking about? Eat quickly."

Jiyue picked up a piece and took a bite, and said, "It's pretty delicious, you can eat it too."

Wu Tong sat next to her naturally, with a mouthful of pastries and tea, and was not at all visible.

By the way, he ate all the dishes ordered by Ji Yue, and after filling his stomach, he let out a breath of satisfaction.

"Do you have elders in your family?"

Ji Yue was gnawing pork ribs, but when she heard this, she was stunned, "What? What's wrong?"

Her thinking is very leaps and often makes people unable to keep up.

Wu Tong was so tired, "I just care about you."

Jiyue's eyes rolled and she said slowly, "There is no elder who can control me."

So, no matter what he thinks, it is useless.

Wu Tong was silent for a while, "How did you practice martial arts? You are so young but so powerful, which makes people envious."

He should be a genius, a genius who is rare in a century.

The attainments in martial arts make people convinced!

Also, the dazzling sword move is even more enviable and jealous.

Jiyue glanced at him and asked casually, "Do you want to learn? I can teach you."

Wu Tong's eyes lit up, "Tell me? Are you telling me seriously?"

For those who learn martial arts, martial arts secrets are the biggest pursuit.

Jiyue wrinkled her nose, "Really, I can teach you a set of swordsmanship."

I thought his martial arts were too poor, and I thought Murong Yi could not teach his disciples, so I could not even beat a horse Yifei.

Forget it, because he stood up last night to help him.

Wu Tong's face was flushed with excitement, "Xiao An, thank you, you are so nice to me."

"That's better for me, too." Jiyue said casually.

In the enclosed yard of the inn, Ji Yue taught sword techniques with all her heart and meticulousness.

"No, this force is wrong. I will demonstrate it again and you can see it clearly."

"You can't be soft, you should be stronger, yes, you should have a trick in your heart."

"Yes, I finally learned it, let's take a break."

Wu Tong has a very good understanding and can learn a set of swordsmanship in three days.

Of course, it is incomparable to monsters like Mu Jiyue.

Wu Tong's eyes were lit with excitement. Although he was not skilled, he tried it and it was very powerful.

"This is also your original creation? It's so amazing."

Jiyue's mouth curled slightly, "This is not what I get occasionally, remember to practice more."

"Okay, I will work hard." Wu Tong would do this without Ji Yue's explanation, practicing over and over again, tirelessly.

His obsession with martial arts is no worse than that of Mu Jiyue.

Jiyue went back to her room to wash, changed into a clean set of clothes, and lay comfortably on the bed reading.

Banqiu hesitated for a moment, "Miss, why teach him Qingcheng sword technique?"

Yes, it is the Qingcheng sword technique that conflicts with the Qingcheng Sect!

Ji Yue said carelessly, "It's suitable."

"It's really that simple?" Banqiu expressed his disbelief. His master was too sensible.

Jiyue just smiled slightly, "You are young, don't think too much, you will grow old quickly."

Banqiu shook her head helplessly, "Okay, she can do whatever she wants."

It was raining and Wu Tong's body also needed to be recuperated. Everyone was not rushing to stay in the small inn.

Jiyue directly booked a yard, and outsiders couldn't get in, so she could do whatever she wanted.

The sky was dark, the drizzle was drizzling, the bright moon held the chin, and the face was full of melancholy.

Today is the first anniversary festival after Empress An was buried. The servants prepared the ceremony early in the morning, and she just had to do as she did.

Although she is not the original, the feeling of depression still affects her mood.

Depressed, heart-stuffed, and I don't like anything.

She simply asked Banchun and the others to go down and rest, and she didn't have to worry about her, she just wanted to wait quietly.

The knock on the door sounded, and after getting permission, Wu Tong pushed the door and hesitated for a moment, "Xiao An, do you want to have a meal with me?"

Jiyue raised her eyebrows, "Eat? Is there anything to celebrate?"

The two are already very familiar with each other, like friends and relatives.

Wu Tong's eyes were vague and he was a little nervous inexplicably, "No...no, I just kept accepting your care and wanted to invite you to a meal."

"Okay." Jiyue was annoyed, eating and drinking might help her to be happy.
Chapter completed!