"unless……"

Ye Zhilan looked at Murong Mingzhu meaningfully.

Murong Mingzhu immediately asked: "Unless it is like this?"

Ye Zhilan said with a smile: "Unless there is a master who loses internal strength to you, so that you can have the foundation of internal strength and be reborn, so that you can have the ability to protect yourself. Although you have no external strength, your internal strength is strong, and you can hurt people when you fly flowers and fall leaves, and you can be among the top experts."

Murong Mingzhu's eyes lit up, yes, why didn't she expect it?

Isn’t this kind of thing often seen in books?

An ordinary person without martial arts becomes a legend because he has master's internal strength... she can do this too!

"But," Ye Zhilan just likes to swell people's appetite, saying half of the time, "If you want to do this, ordinary masters will definitely not do it."

"Why?" Murong Mingzhu asked.

"If you want to pass on the power to you, this person must be a top master, and his internal strength must be pure and his skills must be profound. In this regard, there are not many people in the world who can do it today. By the way, Dan Yi will definitely not do it." Ye Zhilan took the opportunity to slander people.

Murong Mingzhu glared at him, "You are serious, what is Ti Danyi doing? How old is he? He is still a child. Don't always target him all day long."

There is indescribable intimacy in this sentence. Ye Zhilan smiled and said, "If you want to pass the skills to a person without internal strength, it is very risky. If you are not careful, you will have an accident. At the very least, you will lose all your skills. At the worst, you will die of energy and death from the dead..."

Murong Mingzhu felt aroused in her heart when she heard this. There was no free meal in the world. It was impossible to become a master for no reason, without paying a price.

"With the financial resources of the Murong family, it is not easy to find such a master to pass on your skills, nor is it impossible," Ye Zhilan asked her, "How is it, do you have to think about it?"

"No need." Murong Mingzhu refused decisively. She was not so crazy that she ignored other people's lives and deaths.

Ye Zhilan teased her: "It's really not necessary? There are other methods. Although the sword is a different approach, you can try it..."

Murong Mingzhu took a deep breath and said coldly: "No! No one is tried! I'm tired, you go out, I want to sleep."

Ye Zhilan said slowly, "This is Zuiyunxuan, your bedroom is behind."

Murong Mingzhu was suffocated, and when she saw his hateful appearance, she simply pulled him out of the flat couch like a radish, "I'll sleep here, you go out!"

Ye Zhilan was pushed out by her, laughing while walking, "Chilai Pavilion is too far away, why don't we still be together tonight..."

"Get out!" Murong Mingzhu was angry and drove the person out.

Murong Mingzhu couldn't help but get angry when she closed the door with her backhand.

This bastard, he always provoked her and deserves the injury!

That killer is so naughty, why didn't he kill him with just one sword?

Tsk!

Walking back to the bed, Murong Mingzhu sat down and couldn't help thinking, thinking that Ye Zhilan was injured in order to save her, thinking that Ye Zhilan showed a panic, thinking that Ye Zhilan...

Want to stop at night.

Murong Mingzhu lay on the bed with her back, staring at her eyes and thinking about it.

I don’t know when I slept, but in my dream, I still have Ye Zhilan’s hateful smile.

The next morning, Murong Mingzhu was awakened by a knock on the door.

After rubbing his eyes, Murong Mingzhu said in a daze, "Come in."

The maid walked in with her clothes and clothes. Murong Mingzhu lifted her quilt and got out of bed. After washing up, she had no time to change her clothes. Ye Zhilan thrust in.

Murong Mingzhu was so angry when she saw him, "Are you too casual?"

She didn't change her clothes, and she was still wearing the generous bedding clothes now. Although she was not afraid of seeing them, she was just unhappy if she didn't argue with Ye Zhilan.

"Is there anything wrong with just a little bit?" Ye Zhilan was quite leisurely.

Murong Mingzhu didn't give her a good look, "I want to change my clothes, you go out."

Ye Zhilan said bluntly: "I know you need to change your clothes before coming in."

When Murong Mingzhu heard this, she was about to be angry.

Ye Zhilan laughed, "I specially sent you clothes. I have to hand over the clothes to you before I can leave, right?"

Murong Mingzhu hummed, "Leave your clothes, get out of here."

Ye Zhilan sang: "Pick it in."

A maid brought the tray in, and a snow-white single dress was placed on the table.

"You said you're giving me clothes, that's it?"

It's just a single piece of clothing, she doesn't have anything else, she doesn't have any shortage of single clothes.

Seeing Murong Mingzhu's contempt, Ye Zhilan pushed the tray in front of her and said, "This dress is made of Yun Nijin, which is different from other clothes."

Murong Mingzhu's expression changed. Yun Nijin is said to have taken polar ice silk, deep-sea marmoset fish scales, and is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is not invaded by water and fire. It is as light as a feather, and is a rare treasure.

She had only heard of such a treasure, but had never seen it.

Although she has never seen it, she knows how precious Yun Nijin is.

Pushing the tray back, Murong Mingzhu said: "I can't afford to receive money without merit. I can't afford such things."

Ye Zhilan brushed his fingers across the thin single clothes and whispered: "This dress is left by my mother, and it is also the only thing she left to me."

Murong Mingzhu was in a daze for a moment. This was the first time Ye Zhilan mentioned his mother like this...

Ye Zhilan raised his head and pushed the tray to Murong Mingzhu again, saying, "It should be yours, please accept it."

Murong Mingzhu couldn't understand, "What should be mine?"

Ye Zhilan said with a smile, "My mother gave it to me because she hoped to protect my compassion, because I am the most important person for my mother. As for giving it to you, I hope to protect your compassion, because you are the most important person for me."

“…”

Murong Mingzhu couldn't tell how hot she was. She turned her head without even looking at him, "I don't want it! Take it back!"

Ye Zhilan stood up, took the clothes and played them in her arms, and pinched her pointed chin by the way, "Be good, put it on so that I can rest assured."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

"Hey" Murong Mingzhu wanted to chase after her, but she didn't.

I looked down at the single clothes that were as thin as a cicada's wings in my hand, and I was so entangled and awkward that I was angry for a long time.

Then, slowly gathered...

This dress was given to him by Ye Zhilan's mother. That was what happened many years ago. Has he been wearing it all these years?

This is a single dress, so it must be worn in close proximity...

The temperature of the ear tip, which was already a little hot, spread to her cheeks. Murong Mingzhu grabbed the fabric and comforted herself, why don’t you give it for free? This is a rare treasure. Even if Ye Zhilan was penetrated closely, the treasure was still a treasure. As a businessman, she really had no reason to want it.

As the saying goes, if you don’t take advantage of it, you are a bastard. She doesn’t have the reason to pay it back when you give it to her.
Chapter completed!