MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 208v2 Crazy female supporting role to save martial arts (13)

"Cough, uh..." Song Lingshu didn't resist, but her face was flushed and her breathing became more and more difficult. She looked into Ning Zui's eyes incredulously, wanting to see what this monster would do. to what extent.

"Azui, that's enough." Cheng Ying said sharply.

Ning Zui let go of his hand quickly, and Song Lingshu fell to the ground weakly, panting, touched his neck, and felt a slight pain.

"Guarda Mo, how are you?" Lu Fu hurried forward and took a closer look at the injury. There were several finger prints, red and swollen, so she quickly helped her up and put her arms on her shoulders, " Follow me to rub the medicine, our ointment is very effective."

Ning Zui watched them leave, his face so gloomy that he could squeeze out water.

"Azui, what were you thinking just now?" Cheng Ying walked to her side and asked suddenly.

"What do you think?" Ning Zui said impatiently after being silent for a long time.

"Why are you suddenly angry?" Cheng Ying said quietly, "She is your subordinate, now that there is an extra force, you should be happy."

"Then I brought Lu Fu to the Devil's Cult, are you happy?!" Ning Zui asked angrily.

"Of course not. Lu Fu is not only my subordinate, but also my wife. The hatred of taking his wife is irreconcilable." Cheng Ying said confidently.

"Husband, husband... madam?" Ning Zui's tongue was tied up, and he stared at her dumbfounded, "You, you guys... actually have this habit?!"

"Yeah?" Cheng Ying raised her eyebrows, rolled her eyes, and suddenly said, "No wonder you're angry, so you like Mo—"

"Put your stinky **** on! Stop talking nonsense here, we are different!" Ning Zui covered his ears and turned to leave, but his skill was too deep, and Cheng Ying couldn't stop Cheng Ying's teasing words even if he covered his ears.

"Azui, have you fallen in love with Mo Xiao?"

Nonsense!

Ning Zuifei was so angry that he didn't even bother to respond to her. He returned to the small courtyard of the wing, paused, and sat on the roof. Under the roof was Song Lingshu's room.

"After applying this medicine, the swelling will subside soon." Lu Fu said.

"Well, I know, the medicine here is very good. Thank you, I need to trouble you at such a late hour." Song Lingshu thanked.

"I'm also half responsible for this matter. If I hadn't persuaded you, you wouldn't have been punished by Hierarch Ning." Lu Fu sighed, sat down opposite her, and said sadly, "It seems that Hierarch Ning won't agree to this. What's up, what are you going to do?"

"I'll talk to her later, you go back and rest first, I want to be alone for a while." Song Lingshu said.

"Okay..." Lu Fu got up and asked hesitantly, "Then will you reject our proposal because of the objection of Ning?"

Song Lingshu was silent for a moment, raised her eyes and smiled and asked, "Can I ask why you are so eager to find a successor? The Palace Mistress doesn't seem to be retired yet, right? I mean, she is so skilled and young. , don’t be in a hurry for this hour and a half.”

Lu Fu lowered her head and said in a low voice, "She's dying."

Song Lingshu was surprised.

"The Kungfu in Baihua Palace is at the expense of the body. Nine times of success in practice, one's body will be ruined, and internal friction will be fast. These female disciples all joined with the idea of ​​not marrying or having children for the rest of their lives, but sooner or later some people will regret it and leave halfway through. , just like the previous palace lord..." Lu Fu said intermittently, "Although the palace lord has no idea of ​​having children, she has been handling too many affairs in the palace these years, and she didn't dare to neglect her practice. Now she can barely Keep it going, and after a few more years, it may collapse. Presumably, Master Ning also knows about these things, so he repeatedly refused."

"I understand." Song Lingshu got up and patted her on the shoulder, "Go back and wait for my good news."

Lu Fu raised her head in surprise: "I've told you about these disadvantages, are you still willing to take over?"

"I have my own idea, for the sake of you not hiding it, let me give you another vaccination. If I really become the new owner of Baihua Palace, I may make some changes, but it will not harm Disciples and the people here, do you accept this condition?"

"What change?"

"This has to wait for me to talk to the leader first, and she agrees before we can discuss it."

"Okay." Lu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled suddenly, "I didn't expect you to be so loyal, she was going to kill you just now, and you still wanted to ask her permission first."

"She won't kill me, just now."

Song Lingshu smiled meaningfully. When Ning Zui grabbed her neck, she never felt panic, because she found that the other party's little finger was always up, as if ready to withdraw at any time, waiting for a step down, and Cheng Ying happened to call out to Ning Zui.

After Lu Fu left, Song Lingshu carefully checked his neck in the mirror, and said, "Master, isn't it cold up there? Come down and sit down."

After a while, Ning Zui pushed the door open, closed the door heavily, walked to the bed and sat down, as if he was the owner of the room, looking ahead: "Tell me, why you agreed to them."

"Master, don't you care about my injury first?" Song Lingshu said weakly.

Hearing this, Ning Zui frowned almost inaudibly, then turned his head slowly, staring at the person who had already sat down beside her and stretched his neck, his eyes moved down, and fell on the slender neck, where several fingerprints were divided into two parts. Eye-catching, she said embarrassingly and forcefully, "You deserve it."

"Master, are you angry because you are afraid that if I become the master here, I will forget my roots and betray the Demon Sect?" Song Lingshu asked.

Ning Zui said nothing.

"Or are you afraid that my life will be shortened because of practicing the Kung Fu in Baihua Palace?"

Ning Zui remained silent.

Song Lingshu guessed and guessed that there were only two reasons, but no matter which one it was, it was enough to prove that she still held a very important position in Ning Zui's heart. She smiled and poked Ning Zui's arm: "Don't worry, Master, I If you agree, it’s just to generate income for the Demon Cult.”

"Income generation?" Ning Zui turned his head, "What is creation?"

"Just to make money for us." Song Lingshu said concisely.

Ning Zui was startled and said, "Are we already so poor in our sect? Do we still need to rely on other sects to make money?"

"No, I'm just thinking about our future."

Our future?

Ning Zui gave her a white look, whoever is with you and us is actually thinking about the future!

"Our Demon Cult is now a public enemy of martial arts, and has always been regarded as a thorn in the side. Now we have you to support us, but in case there is any accident...Of course I believe that you, the leader, will not have any accidents! Just go on like this It's not a long-term plan, you established the Devil's Cult to unify the Valley of the Evil, and now that it's unified, you don't have to go out every day to work hard, right?" Song Lingshu said in a persuasive way.

Ning Zui pondered: "...Yes."

Song Lingshu: "Actually, why did we kill and set fire before?"

Ning Zui: "For what?"

Song Lingshu: "To live!"

Ning Zui: "Oh!"

"But there is not only one way to live. We can take another broad road and earn money from the enemies. We eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and sit on mountains of gold and silver. Let the enemies have no money and are so hungry that they beg for food!" Song Lingshu said viciously.

Ning Zui was moved by her tone, and his spirits were lifted: "Okay!"

Song Lingshu: "Then we have to find a way to make money!"

Ning Zui: "Yes!"

Song Lingshu: "The Hundred Flowers Palace has countless resources bestowed by nature, should we use them!"

Ning Zui: "Use!"

Song Lingshu: "Do I want to be the Palace Master!"

Ning Zui: "Yes!"

The third invisible person present, that is, the system: 【...Are you brainwashing this MLM? 】

Song Lingshu: [You step back, be careful that I shut down the network. 】

system:【......】

Song Lingshu murmured with Ning Zui again before sending them to the door: "I will negotiate with them tomorrow to see if they can accept my conditions. If they do not accept, we will go back directly. If we accept, I will renovate this place and make it our money-making machine."

"Yeah." Ning Zui nodded in satisfaction, turned around and returned to his room, suddenly stopped, and realized a more critical issue—

"Wait, if they accept, don't you want to stay here?"

"That's right, but don't worry, leader. I won't see you for a few months at most. I'll return to the Devil's Cult after I've dealt with the matters here. Good night, leader." Song Lingshu waved his hand and closed the door with a smile.

months...

Ning Zui walked away disappointed for a while, kicked Cheng Ying's door open again, but didn't want to see the disheveled Lv Fu, who was blushing and nestling in Cheng Ying's arms.

The two people on the bed were startled, and looked at the door at the same time, Ning Zui looked embarrassed, but stood there straight.

"Ning, Zui!" Cheng Ying gritted her teeth and called her full name.

Ning Zui happened to be depressed, so he said, "Come out and fight."

"Mother, I won't let you this time."

"Hey, you'd better be. If you can't win, you can't win. Say what you want."

Lu Fu listened to the fierce fighting outside, helplessly helped her forehead.

The next day, in the lobby, Song Lingshu looked at the three people with disheveled faces, and asked in confusion, "What did you guys do last night?"

Lu Fu looked at Cheng Ying, who was silent, and at Ning Zui, who was crossing her legs with a proud face, and asked, "They fought all night yesterday, didn't you hear?"

"No, my drowsiness is good. I'm tired from working during the day, but I sleep well at night." After Song Lingshu finished speaking, he asked again, "Why are you fighting again this time?"

"I don't know..." Lu Fu covered her face in embarrassment.

Song Lingshu wanted to ask again, but Cheng Ying changed the topic: "Protect Mo, can you give us an answer?"

Finally back to the topic, Song Lingshu said: "I agree to take over your Baihua Palace, but I would like to make a few requests. First, I will send some Demon Sect disciples to increase the fighting power in this Baihua Palace. People go to the Devil's Sect for friendly exchanges and to spread the flower planting technology. Second, I want to develop tourism and use your natural advantages to attract tourists, but the safety issue needs to be solved, and I will focus on solving this problem Three, Palace Master, you don’t have to retreat, just like our leader, you have full authority to delegate responsibility, and you can come to inspect and inspect when you are worried, I am just a person who works for the two of you.”

Cheng Ying was stunned for a moment, and everything was unexpected and reasonable. She asked curiously, "If I don't retreat, you will never be the master of Baihua Palace. Are you willing to do that?"

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about these false names. Since the Baihua Palace was established by the mother of the leader, I still don't want it to be ruined in vain." Song Lingshu turned to look at Ning Zui.

Ning Zui's mind moved, and he stared into her eyes for a long time before turning his head away from Cheng Ying's meaningful eyes. His face remained calm, but his feet swayed unconsciously.

"Furthermore, Palace Master, you have ruled the Baihua Palace so well all these years. You have contributed a lot to your hard work, and you should enjoy it instead of giving it away. If it is not because of your health, you must not be willing to retire." Song Lingshu said.

These words really touched Cheng Ying's heart. She didn't want to hand over the Baihua Palace to other people so quickly, but Lu Fu cared too much about her physical condition and told her many times, in order to accompany her to the old age. , had to find a successor.

Lu Fu glanced at her sideways, and squeezed her hand tightly.

"Okay, I agree to all of your requests." Cheng Ying said, as long as she is still in the position, even if the other party makes too much moves, she will be able to take charge of the overall situation.

"It's a promise, and a high-five is an oath." Song Lingshu smiled and raised his hand.

Cheng Ying gave her a high five, but the other party immediately took out the paper and pen.

"High fives are still not convincing, we still have to make written evidence."

"..."

Ning Zui watched them sign the papers with each other, her face was full of gloom, it was clearly a matter of discussion, but at this time, she felt a little disgusted, so she simply stopped staying here and went out to relax.

Next was Song Lingshu's official joining of Baihua Palace. After the ceremony, Ning Zui was going to return to the Devil's Cult.

The group saw them off, and Lufu packed some fungi and local good ointment for her. Cheng Ying gave the secret book of Baihua Palace, but Ning Zui tore it to pieces. Song Lingshu prepared some flower cakes for her, which were fragrant and sweet. She liked them and could satisfy her cravings on the road.

"I'll go back as soon as I finish dealing with things here." Song Lingshu stretched out his hands, "Master, give me a hug."

"What are you hugging!" Ning Zui scolded angrily, looking at her vigilantly.

"Oh, what are you ashamed of? We don't know when we'll see each other again." Song Lingshu hugged her generously.

Ning Zui's body froze, he smelled the faint fragrance on her body, and didn't know how to react, he caught a glimpse of Cheng Ying and Lu Fu's teasing expressions from the corner of his eye, and then pushed them away: "When will you go back?"

"You can't say for sure, at least three months, at most a year." Song Lingshu estimated.

Ning Zui turned around and left.

"Goodbye, Master, be careful on the road!" Song Lingshu waved his hand.

Everyone watched her leave, and then returned to the main hall of Baihua Palace to continue discussing rectification matters. After a busy day, Song Lingshu rubbed her neck. After pushing open the door, she suddenly became quiet, closed the door stiffly, and secretly clenched the sword in her hand. A gust of wind blew behind her. She turned around and stabbed, but only saw a red scar. The shadow flew past quickly, and stopped in the room in an instant.

"Master." Song Lingshu turned around in surprise, with delighted eyes, "Why are you back?"

Ning Zui raised the corners of his mouth and showed a nasty smile: "In case you are corrupted by the people of Baihua Palace and completely betray the Demon Cult, I decided to stay and supervise you."

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