Martial arts: Xue Yue writes a diary, and the heroines have a bad time

At this time, in Dali.

In an elegant and warm room, Mu Wanqing was lying on the bed with a little pale.

And next to the bed sat a plump and graceful woman.

This woman wears a red light gauze cover, and her graceful and full figure is outlined in a concave and convex way, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Her breasts are towering, her jade neck is snow-white, and her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.

Although the skin on the face is not so white and tender, it is not rich in elasticity if it is properly maintained.

She is Qin Hongmian.

"Qing'er, are you feeling better?"

At this time, Qin Hongmian was staring at Mu Wanqing on the bed with concern, his eyes full of nervousness and love.

"Master, I'm fine. "

Mu Wanqing's pale lips opened slightly, and she spat out a few words.

Her face was pale and her face was a little haggard.

Mu Wanqing was injured by several people in Mantuo Villa.

Fortunately, the shots were not very heavy.

So although Mu Wanqing was injured, it was not particularly serious.

At this time, it has been much better under the conditioning of Qin Hongmian medicine.

After using the gold sore medicine, the wound on her jade white skin had already scarred.

She looked at the delicate beautiful woman beside her, with complexity in her eyes.

According to Lin Fan in the diary, the master beside her is her mother.

And her father is Duan Zhengchun, and even Zhong Ling is Duan Zhengchun's daughter.

She had always asked Qin Hongmian.

asked her who her parents were, but every time Qin Hongmian shook her head and said she didn't know.

She grew up with only her master.

And she has always longed for others to have her father's company and care.

When it's cold, someone advises, and if you fall, someone hurts.

She also thinks of having a warm family with loving parents.

But since she could remember as a child, there was no one around her other than Master.

No matter how much she wanted to know about her parents, it didn't help.

She was annoyed and resentful about it.

Although she no longer remembers this incident, she is still haunted by it in her heart.

It wasn't until she had a diary that she learned about her future from it.

I also knew her life experience.

This made her happy and full of complexities.

After all, the master who was with her turned out to be her mother.

And her father turned out to be the prince of Dali.

even abandoned her mother because of her father's amorous nature.

So much so that her mother did not dare to recognize her.

Just accompany her with the relationship of master and apprentice.

Thinking of this, a hint of firmness flashed in Mu Wanqing's eyes, and she asked.

"Master, what grievances do you have with those women?"

"Why would the people of Mantuo Villa attack me?".

That's right, the reason why she was injured was because the people of Mantuo Mountain Villa knew that her master was Qin Hongmian.

"Hmph, they all deserve to die!".

Qin Hongmian's face was cold when he heard this, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Clear, you must be careful in the future. "

Saying that, she said to Mu Wanqing with a distressed face.

Looking at Qin Hongmian's expression, Mu Wanqing also had a little more trust in what Lin Fan said.

Looking at this situation, it is obvious that her master, or her mother, has many grievances with Mantuo Villa.

"Master, what if I meet someone with the surname Duan?"

At this time, Mu Wanqing asked with a blink of beautiful eyes.

Her voice was soft and soft, but it came out with her voice.

Qin Hongmian sat upright suddenly, and his face was also a little nervous.

She stared at Mu Wanqing curiously and asked.

"Did you run into the surname Duan?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head, and she spoke softly.

"No, I just saw the person surnamed Duan at the entrance of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, so I asked a little bit. "

Mu Wanqing also saw the nervousness in Master Qin Hongmian's eyes.

"Hmph, that slut!".

Qin Hongmian's face was cold, and he snorted coldly.

Then she pointed out Mu Wanqing and said softly.

"Qing'er, those sluts all deserve to die, next time you meet again, they will all be killed. "

After speaking, she got up and left directly.

Mu Wanqing, who was lying on the bed, looked at the back of Qin Hongmian leaving, and her eyes were also pensive.

She only needs to mention Mantuo Villa and Duan Zi, but it can cause Qin Hongmian's face to change greatly.

This shows the relationship between her master and Duan Zhengchun even more.

And this time, she clearly saw the look of concern for her in Qin Hongmian's eyes.

It seems that everything written in the diary is true.

I don't know how Zhong Ling is doing, whether she has tried her mother.

The next day, in Snow Moon City.

In one of the courtyards, there is a large wine vat.

The vat was half a man tall and grayish-black, and there were several vessels next to it that contained various rice and fruits.

This is the wine vat that Lin Fan specially prepared for winemaking.

Now that he has obtained the Grandmaster-level Brewing Technique, he must make the best use of it.

He looked at the vat with a satisfied expression.

Now that he has a master-level winemaking technique, it is really easy to make a good wine.

And combined with his knowledge of Snow Moon City, he also collected some grains and prepared to brew some fine wine that would help him improve his cultivation.

He knows exactly what the grain is and what the ingredients are in.

Even if there are no materials in Snow Moon City, he can find something else to replace them.

This does not affect the taste of the sake it makes.

At this point, the grains are already in the vat for fermentation.

A mellow aroma wafts from the vat.

This grain is proportioned and processed in his special way.

Therefore, the aroma is not like that of ordinary sake.

This aroma is mellow and lingering.

At this time, the aroma of the wine brewed by Lin Fan even reached Baili Dongjun's nose.

Baili Dongjun was leaning on a recliner at this time, drinking the wine in the gourd quite leisurely.

And when he smelled the aroma overflowing from afar, he paused with the movement of holding the gourd.

He suddenly felt that the wine in his gourd was no longer fragrant, as if it had turned into faint clear water.

Where is this mellow fragrance coming from the side of the nose.