"No, no need..."
Hearing her words, Ji Ye was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back, away from Yun Xi, and waved her hand in refusal.
After a pause, he seemed to realize that his reaction was a little too big, so he explained, "There is no need to trouble Master for such a small matter, I can just do it myself."
"Oh well."
Seeing him like this, Yun Xi had no choice but to stop.
Then, Ji Ye took a deep breath, calmed down, quickly pulled off his belt, took off his shirt, and crawled onto the bed.
He rested his chin on his arm and curled his fingers tightly.
Yun Xi walked over and saw several sword marks on his back, crisscrossed with blood, and looked quite serious.
Yun Xi's brows furrowed. She pulled up her clothes and sat on the edge of the bed. She took out a handkerchief and went to clean the blood around the scar first.
"Does it hurt?"
She spoke softly, and the movements in her hands were as light as a feather sweeping over her, with an indescribable tenderness.
Ji Ye felt a softness at the base of his ears and a heat all over his body. He unconsciously moved his fingers and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt..."
How could the scar scratched by the sword energy not hurt
However, her movements were too gentle, and at this moment, he ignored all the pain.
Hearing this, the handkerchief in Yun Xi's hand paused. She looked at his side face and couldn't help but lose consciousness. What a little fool...
…
The night is hazy and charming.
The moonlight shines on the earth.
Listen to the snow peaks and watch the flower pavilion.
Mo Qianjue sat on the bench in the pavilion, holding the railing with one hand and holding the wine jar with the other. He raised his head and drank heavily. The wine flowed from the corner of his mouth and into his clothes.
There was a strong smell of alcohol floating around the pavilion.
He pulled his sleeves and wiped his face fiercely. Thinking of the woman in white clothes like snow in his memory, he couldn't help but feel sore in his eyes.
During this period, he read ancient books every day, trying to find records of situations similar to hers, which could resolve the problems she encountered and make her return to her former self.
However, nothing was found.
He went to see his master unwillingly, but what he said to him was very similar to what she said.
The master said that she probably would never change again, and asked him to let it go and concentrate on his cultivation from now on, without being distracted by this matter anymore.
He still doesn't believe in evil, how can she not change back
So, he went to the Haotian Sect again to find Master Haotian and ask for a copy of the Haotian Book. It is said that the Haotian Book is a sacred book left behind by the upper plane. It records all kinds of strange things and incomparable mysteries. Ability.
This was his last hope, so he relied on his old connections to pester Headmaster Haotian. Headmaster Haotian was so annoyed by him that he agreed to lend him the Haotian Book to read.
The Haotian Book was indeed an extremely magical book. It recorded many things that he had never heard of, but there was still no record of anything similar to her situation.
After reading the Haotian Book in three days, all his hopes were dashed.
The Bai Yueguang in his heart was really completely broken. She would never be the same again, which made Mo Qianjue extremely painful.
After returning, he sealed off Ting Xuefeng and drank in seclusion to soothe his sorrows.
"Fairy sister..."
Mo Qianjue leaned against the vermilion pillar and closed his eyes tightly. In his mind, all the images of their first meeting that year were filled with them.
That year, outside Luoyan Pass, there were long banyan trees and clusters of wild flowers. Countless dead soldiers wrapped tightly around him, approaching little by little with knives.
At the critical moment, a domineering and beautiful sword energy swept over. The sword energy was like the shadow of the moon, and seemed to be carrying frost flowers. In the blink of an eye, all the dead soldiers who were swept away fell to the ground, unable to sustain serious injuries.
He was startled, and when he looked up, he saw a woman in white clothes like snow, flying in the air with a spiritual sword under her feet.
Is this a fairy from the sky
He stared at her blankly, forgetting everything.
"Little guy, I think you are quite destined to become an immortal. How about you come with me to cultivate immortality?"
The stunning face, clear voice, and eyes as clear as glass made him fall in love with just one glance, so he nodded without hesitation.
Regardless of the future or worldly affairs, he followed her to the Tianjian Sect without hesitation, cut off all the fetters of the world, and embarked on the journey of cultivating immortality.
Suddenly, a familiar aroma came. The drunken Mo Qianjue sniffed hard and pushed up his weak body.
"Fairy sister..."
He sniffed the aroma with his nose, looking for the source of the aroma in a daze, and then his head bumped into a soft and fragrant embrace.
It’s here…
Mo Qianjue narrowed his eyes, let go and threw away the wine jar in his hand.
With a clang, the wine jar fell to the ground, rolled out along the bluestone of the pavilion, and rolled into the garden, but he didn't care.
He used his free hand to hug the soft and slender waist in front of him, and put his head into her arms.
"Xian, fairy sister, no, no, it's senior sister, senior sister, have you come to see me?"
Xu was so drunk that his voice was a little unclear. If you didn't listen carefully, you probably wouldn't be able to make out what he said.
However, Mu Ruoxi cared too much about him, so she heard his words word for word.
When she heard him holding her and calling her senior sister, Mu Ruoxi's beautiful face twisted instantly, and blazing anger appeared in her eyes.
She's not that ugly one, she's not that damn ugly one...
Why are you still thinking about that ugly guy when you are drunk
What's wrong with that ugly guy
Mu Ruoxi tightened her fists and resisted the urge to push him out. She took a deep breath and recited the Jingxin Jue silently.
After a while, he finally calmed down.
She touched Mo Qianjue's head with one hand and sighed softly, "Brother Qianjue, I have a dual-system divine spiritual root. Now, I will soon break through to the golden elixir stage. In terms of appearance, the entire sect , and no one can compare with me, why can’t you see me?”
Thinking of how he always rejected her, Mu Ruoxi felt extremely uncomfortable.
Her eyes were full of him, but he didn't even want to give her a look. Instead, his mind was filled with that ugly Yun Xi, and he even didn't hesitate to drink for that ugly Yun Xi.
Look how much wine you drank
She was so drunk that she couldn't even recognize her, and thought she was that ugly Yun Xi. Mu Ruoxi stretched out her foot and kicked the empty wine jars lying around her feet, with deep disgust in her eyes.
"Senior sister, you have no idea how much I like you. The way you looked when we first met..."
Mo Qianjue seemed to be really drunk. He hugged Mu Ruoxi and began to express his feelings.
After hearing his words, Mu Ruoxi's face instantly twisted, and she felt angry and unwilling.
(End of chapter)