"I just woke up, isn't it hard to sit down?" Ye Xiuwen patted the edge of the bed gently, "Lie down, I will get you something to eat later. You should be hungry after sleeping for several days."
Jun Xiaomo turned up his nose and said with a little pride: "I have reached the early stage of Nascent Soul. I won't be hungry even if I don't eat."
Ye Xiuwen felt a little funny, but also a little helpless. He rubbed Jun Xiaomo's hair and said, "Yes, my junior sister has grown up too."
In the blink of an eye, in just ten years, the sixteen-year-old girl who had only reached the height of her chest had grown up, becoming more mature and beautiful, and her character became more tenacious.
However, whenever she was in front of him, she would still show a little girlish attitude, which made Ye Xiuwen's mood a bit complicated.
Will he always be a trustworthy brother-like presence to her
Jun Xiaomo felt a little embarrassed by Ye Xiuwen's doting eyes. She lowered her head and touched her nose, covered her mouth, and yawned slightly.
"Are you tired? If you are tired, take a rest for a while." Ye Xiuwen suggested.
In fact, he had many things he wanted to ask Jun Xiaomo, including Jun Xiaomo's current situation, where he had been during the years when he was rumored to have "died", and where he learned his skills.
However, when he saw Jun Xiaomo's still slightly pale face and the tired green shadow in his eyes, he put the problem aside for the time being.
These issues are not urgent. The most important thing is to let Xiaomo get enough rest. After all, she is still recovering from her injuries.
However, Jun Xiaomo was completely incapable of understanding Ye Xiuwen's painstaking efforts. She had just recognized Senior Brother Ye, and she didn't want to just lie back like this.
What's more, her heart was filled with all kinds of questions. If she didn't ask them all at once, she wouldn't be able to sleep.
"Senior Brother Ye, I don't want to rest yet." Jun Xiaomo shook his head and rejected Ye Xiuwen's suggestion. Just when Ye Xiuwen frowned and wanted to persuade him again, Jun Xiaomo patted the bed next to him and said to Ye Xiuwen, "Senior Brother Ye, please sit here and lean against me."
Ye Xiuwen was slightly startled, not expecting Jun Xiaomo to make such a request.
When Jun Xiaomo saw that Ye Xiuwen didn't respond to him immediately, he couldn't help but pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. He simply grabbed Ye Xiuwen's arm and forced him to sit next to him.
Jun Xiaomo closed his eyes, leaned over, rested his head on Ye Xiuwen's shoulder, sighed softly and said, "This feels comfortable."
She had wanted to do this a long time ago, and the cool aura of Senior Brother Ye made her feel at ease.
She still remembered that when Ye Xiuwen was still a "junziwen", it was Ye Xiuwen who carried her back, so she dreamed about the scene when she was a child and felt particularly at ease. However, at that time, she regarded these as illusions.
Looking at Jun Xiaomo leaning on his side, Ye Xiuwen's surprised mood gradually calmed down.
He hesitated for a moment, then gently stroked Jun Xiaomo's hair, which earned her a loving nuzzle.
Really, she is still like a child. Seeing Jun Xiaomo now, who would have thought that she is the formation master who kills everyone? Ye Xiuwen curled up the corners of his lips, and a hint of gentleness flashed in his eyes.
"By the way, senior brother, what exactly did you go through after you fell into the abyss of death? Why did it take you so long to come out?"
Jun Xiaomo raised his head and asked curiously.
Ye Xiuwen was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "After falling in, I met a master. If I hadn't met him, I probably wouldn't have been able to get out."
Jun Xiaomo's heart tightened, and he grabbed Ye Xiuwen's arm and said, "So dangerous?!"
Ye Xiuwen smiled and said: "Yes, there are some very strong spiritual beasts and monsters inside. Because the abyss of death is full of power, the spiritual beasts and monsters inside also grow very quickly. If they cannot be formed by Without that barrier, there is no way to return to the ground."
"So, senior brother, did it take you twelve years to get out?" Jun Xiaomo lowered his head and said sadly, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't followed you out to practice willfully, senior brother, you wouldn't have I won’t suffer so much in vain just because I had to protect my son from falling.”
Over the past three hundred years, Jun Xiaomo has not blamed himself for a day. After coming out of the place of trial, she was hopeful and worried - she hoped to find out new information about Ye Xiuwen, but she was worried that Ye Xiuwen would eventually be trapped in the place of death and would never come out.
What she didn't expect was that not only did she fail to find out the news about Ye Xiuwen, she also found out that something had happened to the entire Lintian Peak.
Seeing Jun Xiaomo's sad look, Ye Xiuwen couldn't bear to pat her shoulder and comforted: "It's not your fault, little junior sister. Moreover, every gain must have a loss. If I hadn't fallen in by accident, now My strength is not enough to compete with the group of elders from Xuyang Sect."
"But I still feel uncomfortable." Jun Xiaomo said dullly.
Seeing the depressed look on the little girl's face with her head lowered, Ye Xiuwen couldn't help but feel helpless and funny.
"Okay, senior brother has finished talking about his own affairs. Don't Xiaomo need to explain what he has encountered over the years?" Ye Xiuwen saw that the consolation was fruitless, so he had to change the topic, "Xiaomo said before that he was already alive. You have been here for more than three hundred years, are you lying to senior brother, right? Junior brother Chen and the others also said that Xiaomo, you have been missing for the past few years, and no one can find any trace of you."
Jun Xiaomo coughed dryly and said, "Actually, I really didn't lie to you, senior brother."
Ye Xiuwen raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Eleven years ago, after I offended Princess Linglong of the Qing Sui Kingdom and the group of people from the Qingfeng Sect, Master sent me to the trial field in order to protect me, while claiming to the outside world that I was in seclusion. Yes, I also sent a message to my parents at that time. I don't know why, but after I came out, everything outside was turned upside down. I became a 'dead' person, and Master and the old man were nowhere to be found. "
"Place of trial?"
"The trial place is a training place built by Master's ancestor. Because special materials are used as the formation, the time ratio inside and outside are different. I spent 30 days inside, and outside Only one day has passed. Well, so, after more than ten years, I have lived in it for three hundred and thirty years..." Jun Xiaomo blinked at Ye Xiuwen.
Ye Xiuwen was a little speechless. He originally thought that his junior sister had just grown up, but he didn't expect that she had lived for more than three hundred years.
Doesn't that mean that the number of years he has lived is still a fraction of Xiaomo's
Ye Xiuwen felt that he really couldn't think about this kind of thing deeply. If he continued to think about it, he wouldn't know what kind of attitude he should have towards this junior sister who was suddenly more than 300 years older than him.
"To be honest, it felt really uncomfortable at the beginning." Jun Xiaomo curled up his knees and hugged his legs tightly, "Because I was the only one in the whole trial place, and every level I passed was extremely difficult. I miss you so much, but I can’t get out. I can’t get out until I complete all the levels. It feels like it’s far away.”
Ye Xiuwen's heart was twisted hard. He only thought about how his junior sister had spent more than three hundred years in the trial field, but he did not think carefully about how the junior sister spent these three hundred years. of.
He also experienced despair when he fell into the abyss of death. Fortunately, he finally met his master. Even so, he always hoped that he could go out one day earlier and see the person next to him one day earlier.
And what about the junior sister? She stayed alone in the trial place for more than three hundred years, how did she spend it? Does she get scared when she gets hurt? Do you feel lonely when you are alone late at night
After gently patting Jun Xiaomo's head, Ye Xiuwen hesitated for a moment and took her into his arms.
"Senior brother?" Jun Xiaomo lay in Ye Xiuwen's arms and blinked in confusion.
"It's all over." Ye Xiuwen patted her back and consoled her.
"Well, yes, it's all over. When we find our parents and the other brothers and sisters from Lintian Peak, we can be reunited again." Jun Xiaomo said with slightly curved eyes, and he also stretched out his hand and hugged her Ye Xiuwen's waist.
Ye Xiuwen's expression warmed slightly as he saw the person in his arms trusting and relying on him so much.
However, the face that looked too pale due to blood loss made people feel distressed. Before setting off to find the master and his wife, the junior sister still had to take good care of her body.
Gently pinching Jun Xiaomo's too thin face, she received a confused and aggrieved glance from Jun Xiaomo, as if he was accusing himself of why he pinched her. The long eyelashes that were slightly fluttering were like two butterfly wings, making Ye Xiuwen's dark, cold eyes had a more focused look.
Jun Xiaomo felt a little hot in his face when he found that Senior Brother Ye's eyes were full of his own reflection.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward again. Jun Xiaomo felt that he and Senior Brother Ye had been hugging each other for too long, and he hurriedly tried to get up. Although Ye Xiuwen was a little reluctant to let go, he still let go.
Of course, there was no other expression on his face.
Just when Jun Xiaomo was about to sit up, the door was suddenly opened, and a light female voice spoke: "Brother Ye, I heard that sister Xiaomo woke up, right? I stewed a little Soup, just in time to give Sister Xiaomo a good refreshment."
Sister Xiaomo? Jun Xiaomo frowned. She didn't know when she had met a "sister". Thinking like this, she raised her head and looked towards the door.
This sight made her eyes widen with tears in her eyes!
"Zhang, Shu, Yue, why are you?!" Jun Xiaomo asked through gritted teeth.
Isn't this the woman who deceived Senior Brother Ye about his feelings in the previous life and caused Senior Brother Ye's death? Could it be that she wanted to deceive Senior Brother Ye once more in her life? !
Zhang Shuyue did not expect that when she opened the door, she would see Ye Xiuwen and his junior sister hugging each other, and she did not expect that the "little junior sister" whom Ye Xiuwen mentioned many times would actually know her name.
The smile on Zhang Shuyue's face froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered and covered it up calmly.
"I didn't expect Sister Xiaomo to have heard of my name. I wonder if Brother Ye told you about me." Zhang Shuyue said, looking at Ye Xiuwen a little shyly.
It was obvious that the current Zhang Shuyue was also interested in Ye Xiuwen.
Jun Xiaomo was furious. She had sworn on the day she was reborn that she would keep Senior Brother Ye away from this bitch for the rest of her life. Senior Brother Ye could choose anyone, but he couldn't choose the betrayer Zhang Shuyue!
"Zhang Shuyue, take your life!" Jun Xiaomo suddenly pulled out the whip from the storage ring, flew down from the bed, and rushed towards Zhang Shuyue at the door.
"Junior sister!" Ye Xiuwen reacted and wanted to grab Jun Xiaomo, but he was still half a beat too slow and only grabbed a piece of clothes.
Jun Xiaomo raised his whip and whipped it towards Zhang Shuyue.
However, the injuries on her body have not fully recovered, and the whip was only used less than one-tenth of the force, and it was so weak that it had no power.
Zhang Shuyue could have easily dodged it, but she glanced at Ye Xiuwen from the corner of her eye, and suddenly had a plan in mind, and withdrew her strength, only turning her body slightly to avoid important parts.
The whip fell firmly on her body, instantly leaving a trail of blood on her body.
The pain caused by this was not light. Zhang Shuyue let out a short cry of pain, lowered her head and covered the injured area, and blood still gurgled out.
Although the description was a bit embarrassing, Zhang Shuyue's eyes flashed with a glimmer of success.