C23 The night of killing in the dark of the moon and high of the wind

The moonlight gradually became thicker and the moonlight scattered on Jun Lingyan's body, causing her back to become more hazy and unreal.

After a long while, Jun Lingyan regained her senses. The confused and conflicted expression on her face had completely disappeared, only leaving behind a firm smile.

He extended his hand and kept the spirit fruits in the jade box, and when he turned around, he just happened to see Yun Chenjing standing at the window. He smiled and said, "I'll take your spirit fruits, if you need me in the future, you can come find me!"

After a pause, he added, "However, I will only help you do one thing, something that I feel I can do!"

Yun Chenjing quietly looked at Jun Lingyan for a while, then suddenly revealed a smile and nodded: "Alright!"

A peerless smile bloomed on his face, outshone the gentle moonlight, causing Jun Lingyan, who was used to seeing all sorts of beautiful men, to uncontrollably become intoxicated.

It was also because of this that Jun Lingyan relaxed in her heart.

She stood up and looked towards Yun Chenjing who was by the window, "It's getting late, you should get some sleep soon!"

After which, he walked back to the main room.

Inside the room, Ban Ruo had long since held onto the lamp, and the flickering yellow candlelight revealed a hint of warmth.

"Miss, the bed has been made! "Please rest early!" Ban Ruo who was sleeping in the outer room welcomed him with a smile on her face.

Jun Lingyan agreed and went back into the room.

Jun Lingyan did not like people sleeping under him, so after she made her bed, there was nothing left for Ban Ruo to do.

Jun Lingyan entered her room and sat on her bed. She habitually used the technique she had learnt in her previous life ? ? Nine Revolutions Nirvana Technique.

An hour later, Jun Lingyan stopped her cultivation, and her lips revealed a helpless and bitter smile.

In reality, after coming to this foreign world for the past few days, she had not given up on practising the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Technique. However, the reality was still shockingly cruel. Her meridians did not give birth to any elemental energy.

It was not because this body was not suitable for cultivation. On the contrary, this body possessed the superb talent to cultivate the Nine Revolutions Nirvana Technique!

Logically speaking, after these past few days of hard work, she should have long since entered the sect. However, the cruel reality was that she was still unable to cultivate the slightest bit of her Essence.

Sighing lightly, she gave up on her current cultivation. Picking up a book from a bookshelf, she sat down at the table and began to read. The book was the only shortcut she could use to understand the structure of this world.

The candlelight swayed, and the candle tears gradually fell. They congealed in the candlestick, and the night deepened.

Jun Lingyan stretched lazily as she laid on the table, walked to the front of the bed, and laid down, ready to go to sleep.

At this moment, a black shadow flew out from a certain courtyard in the Jun residence, swiftly and precisely dodging every patrol, and came to the door of Ling Yan's residence.

His black clothes blended into the night sky, only revealing a pair of bright eyes that gazed at the small courtyard with a complicated expression.

He paused in front of the gate. When the next batch of patrolling soldiers was about to arrive, he jumped up and fell into the yard.

After entering the courtyard, he carefully headed toward the main house where Jun Lingyan was. The moment he neared the door, he tensed up and any movement would attract his attention.

The moment his hand touched the door, he quietly let out a sigh of relief. He took out an exquisite slender bamboo tube from his chest, broke the window paper, and blew the smoke into the room. Only then did he completely relax and push the door open.

"I never thought that the people of the Jun Family would like to play dirty tricks in the middle of the night, and it even came to the host's house!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the side, causing him to almost throw the bamboo tube in his hand out.