The cold lips covered her skin. Qu Weiyin tilted her head back slightly, startled and unable to move for a moment.
After a while, the owner of the lips suddenly loosened his mouth, slid his head down to Qu Weiyin's shoulder, and then his body softened and he lay on her motionlessly.
Qu Weiyin finally recovered and patted Luo Jinxiao on the back of his head: "Hey."
Luo Jinxiao was very drunk, his head buried in Qu Weiyin's neck, not moving at all.
The scene was very strange at this time. At the huge table, those who were drinking were stunned, the food was cold, and disciples nearby kept sticking their heads out to look, only to be beaten back by their own master.
"Elders, she is drunk. I will take her away first." Qu Weiyin finally spoke. She clenched her right hand into a fist and tried to stay calm.
"Quick, quick, quick, how much did you drink? Quick..." Elder He at the side interrupted quickly, laughing dryly, "Come on, let's continue, continue."
Qu Weiyin brought Luo Jinxiao back to Hanyun Pavilion at lightning speed. She grabbed Luo Jinxiao, who was almost unconscious, and tried hard to help her to the bed.
Unexpectedly, Luo Jinxiao just wouldn't give her face. Her hands were touching everywhere like an octopus. Qu Weiyin was so angry that she just picked her up and threw her onto the bed. With a bang, Luo Jinxiao covered the back of her head and finally opened her eyes.
"Here, eat this, it will help you sober up." Qu Weiyin took out a pill and stuffed it into Luo Jinxiao's mouth.
"You can't drink, but you drank so much. How could you be so stupid?" Qu Weiyin looked helpless as she cleaned up her messy hair.
Luo Jinxiao closed her eyes, as if she was asleep, so Qu Weiyin relaxed her vigilance, sighed, and wanted to cover her with the quilt. Unexpectedly, she felt dizzy and discovered that Luo Jinxiao, who had been lying obediently just now, had changed his position and pressed her directly under him.
Qu Weiyin wanted to break free, but Luo Jinxiao was surprisingly strong after getting drunk. Not only could she not break free, but her hands were also pressed above her head.
It was obvious that with just the use of spiritual power, the drunken Luo Jinxiao could fly out of the room, but Qu Weiyin hesitated for a moment, then released her strength and let her lie there.
"Why don't you pay attention to me." Luo Jinxiao said vaguely and inarticulately.
Qu Weiyin didn't say anything. She looked at Luo Jinxiao quietly, her eyes moist and full of pity.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Luo Jinxiao suddenly lowered his head, blocked her breath with his lips, and refused to let go.
The room was hot and humid, with the only sound being the intertwining breathing of the two people, which made the cold white jade table covered with a layer of charming mist.
Qu Weiyin didn't struggle, nor did she refuse, even though Luo Jinxiao was so drunk that his mind was in a mess and he couldn't find the right spot to kiss her, and he bit her hard, almost making her delicate lips bleed.
Even so, Qu Weiyin was still flustered and gasping for breath. When Luo Jinxiao looked at her again, her eyelashes were wet and her eyes were gentle.
"I just want you not to push me away. I will take care of the rest." Luo Jinxiao tried hard to keep her eyes open. She let go of Qu Weiyin and gently placed her fingers on Qu Weiyin's bleeding lips, not daring to use force.
"You are afraid, you don't believe me, but I know what you are thinking. I will become stronger, and one day, no one in this world will dare to bully or humiliate you."
"You just need to open a door of your heart for me, just a crack. No matter if you are a demon, a monster, a fairy or a god, I will leave." Luo Jinxiao murmured, her hand left Qu Weiyin's lips and slid down her cheek to her neck.
Qu Weiyin stared at Luo Jinxiao's eyes as he spoke, and couldn't help but shudder.
"I believe it," she said.
At this time, Luo Jinxiao finally couldn't bear it anymore. He loosened his hands and fell straight on Qu Weiyin. He snored and fell asleep completely.
Qu Weiyin didn't move for a long time. She just felt her heart soften. After Luo Jinxiao's kiss, she was no longer a stagnant pool of water.
She took her numbed hands off, gently hugged Luo Jinxiao, and patted her thin back.
"You said, no matter whether I am a demon, a fairy or a god, you won't regret it, right?" she murmured.
The next day, in the disciple’s room.
Luo Jinxiao was wrapped in a quilt, hugging his knees tightly, with a head of messy hair, staring at the bowl of porridge in front of him in a daze.
"Did I really kiss Junior Master-Uncle in front of everyone yesterday?" Luo Jinxiao asked in a hoarse voice.
Lu Fanzhi rolled her eyes and added a spoonful of sugar to her porridge: "You have asked eight times, not only did you kiss Junior Master Qu in public, you also scolded Elder Liu as a black-faced old man in public."
"Yes, I advise you not to see Elder Liu recently. He seemed to say that he would tie you to a white jade pillar and expose you to the sun for 9981 days." Yan Ying said, leaning against the door.
"I used to think you were a coward and a waste, but after this incident, my opinion of you has changed a little." Yanying nodded, "Now I just think you are a waste."
Luo Jinxiao was in no mood to argue with her, so she wailed and buried her head in her knees.
When she woke up this morning, she was sleeping on Qu Weiyin's bed. There was no one in the room and she had changed into clean clothes.
She hadn't forgotten what happened last night at all. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into and never come out for the rest of her life.
"What should I do? I don't dare go back to see my junior uncle. I think she will kill me." Luo Jinxiao said blankly with his empty eyes.
"You'd better not see anyone. Don't you see that there's no one in the room today? They are all eavesdropping at the door." Lu Fanzhi said as she pulled Yan Ying away and opened the door. Two people fell in and the rest scattered.
The two men were brothers, one was Baili Qingzhou and the other was Baili Xiao. After they fell into the door, they laughed foolishly twice and ran away.
After no one was around, Lu Fanzhi closed the door, with a look of grief on her face: "I told you to pick a place if you want to use force. In public, with all the sect leaders here, you openly kiss your uncle? Little Uncle Qu is of the same generation as Elder Liu. It's a great mercy from Wuhui Sect that you were not kicked out!"
"I know, no need to say more." Luo Jinxiao covered his face.
There was a light knock on the door, and someone said with a stern face: "Elder Liu asked Luo to meet him tonight."
Luo Jinxiao immediately panicked. She jumped out of bed, asked Lu Fanzhi to say that she was not there, and then escaped through the back window.
Luo Jinxiao covered her face with a veil, then crouched down and immers herself in the crowd. She saw that all the disciples passing by were talking about what happened at the wine table yesterday.
Some even gathered together to forcefully replenish the disciples who were not present.
She walked around crowded places, entered the flower forest, went straight to Tianluo Pavilion, and knocked on the door of the owner's room.
The bamboo door opened, and the old woman was so happy to see Luo Jinxiao that her wrinkled face smiled like a flower. She welcomed her in: "Miss Luo, you are here. I will make you a cup of tea. It is the dew that the master just collected in the morning. It is very sweet."
"Thank you, mother-in-law." Luo Jinxiao smiled sweetly.
As she walked inside, flower petals were scattered all over the ground. The sect leader was standing under a flowering tree in the courtyard, wearing a snow-white cloak that made his slender figure stand out.
She tied her white hair behind her today, looking much more energetic.
"Master!" Luo Jinxiao strode over.
When the sect master saw her, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he shook his head and chuckled: "Are you running to my place to get some peace and quiet?"
"No, I just came to see you." Luo Jinxiao scratched his head.
"I heard everything that happened yesterday."
Luo Jinxiao's face turned red, he walked to the bamboo platform and sat down, pouting and saying, "I was drunk, who knew it would turn out like that..."
"Even when you're drunk, that's because you always have that thought in your mind." The sect leader shook her head and smiled with her eyes sparkling. She sat down slowly and poured tea for Luo Jinxiao herself.
"To be honest, I'm here to hide from my master. He wants to tie me to a pillar and expose me to the sun for eighty-one days." Luo Jinxiao looked depressed.
"It should be so." The sect leader said with a smile.
The two of them sat for a while, and Luo Jinxiao said again: "Master, can you teach me the technique you taught me last time again? I have neglected to practice in the past few days, and I always feel that my spiritual power is not increasing as fast as it was at Nandou Peak."
"Of course, Nandou Peak is a place with abundant spiritual energy and it is bitterly cold. Of course, you can practice very quickly. You are already the best among your peers. There is no need to be too anxious. With this kind of thing, being too impatient can easily lead to obsession." The sect leader gently persuaded.
"I know, but..." Luo Jinxiao looked at the teacup in his hand with a hint of frustration.
"Because of Qu Weiyin." said the sect leader.
Luo Jinxiao didn't answer, but just kept balancing the cup in his hand.
The sect leader seemed to have something to say, but she hesitated for a while before saying anything. She just looked at Luo Jinxiao with some worry.
"Forget it, I will help you practice." said the sect leader.
"Thank you, Sect Master." Luo Jinxiao smiled, quickly sat down cross-legged, and put his two fingers together and placed them on his chest.
Qiongqi jumped out of her purse, transformed into a human form, and crossed his legs with her.
"I see that there seems to be something wrong with your immortal vein." The sect leader suddenly opened his eyes and asked in confusion.
"It seems like there is a special power. Have you experienced anything in the past few days?"
Luo Jinxiao also opened his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and told the sect leader everything that happened in Changming Tower.
After hearing this, the sect leader frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is. Have you been feeling unwell these days?"
"No." Luo Jinxiao shook his head. "I think maybe he is possessed by a demon or something. It shouldn't be a problem."
The sect leader looked at her with dissatisfaction: "Don't be so playful, don't talk nonsense about such things, being possessed by evil spirits is more terrible than you think. If this happens again next time, remember to come to me."
Luo Jinxiao stuck out his tongue and nodded in response.
"Master, is there any faster way to practice? I can endure hardships. My cultivation has not yet broken through the Tribulation Stage. I always feel that if something big happens in the sect in the future, it will still not be enough."
The sect master was almost laughing at her. She shook her head and said, "I've never seen anyone as impatient as you. You're still not satisfied with your current level of cultivation at such a young age. To quickly improve your cultivation, you either need a chance or practice dual cultivation. But neither is a long-term solution. You'd better stay here honestly."
Qiongqi on the side seemed to be tired, stood up and ran out the door.
"You are only a disciple who has been here for five years. Even if something happens in the future, you don't need to show up. With the elders and me, even if the sky falls, it won't hit you."
Luo Jinxiao looked a little gloomy.
"But I want to protect you. I don't want to hide behind others all the time."
Want to protect Qu Weiyin.
At the same time, Hanyun Pavilion.
In front of Qu Weiyin was a scroll of beautiful mountains and rivers, with a golden light swirling around her. To the naked eye, the golden light gradually dimmed and was finally enveloped by black air. The gold and black colors were entangled and mixed with each other and could not be separated.
Her long hair was tied up with a plain hairpin inserted in it. Sweat flowed down her smooth cheeks and dripped onto the ground.
Suddenly, her tightly closed eyeballs moved slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she fell forward, breaking the vase beside her. The bright red hibiscus flowers fell to the ground and rolled a long distance.
Qu Weiyin supported herself with her hands, shrugged her beautiful shoulders and covered her heart.
This evil skill of mountain and river painting is really not something that ordinary people can practice. Just in this moment, she already felt that her mood was agitated and difficult to calm down.
Fortunately, she had set up the barrier in advance, otherwise the evil energy would have risen to the sky, and would have summoned all the immortal cultivators within a hundred miles to attack her as if she were a monster.
Qu Weiyin's eyes were cold and stern, and she snorted coldly.
The door suddenly opened, and a man walked in cautiously. He stood in front of Qu Weiyin with a rather aggrieved look on his face.
A hint of joy suddenly flashed through Qu Weiyin's heart. She looked up and found that it was not Luo Jinxiao, but Qiongqi.
Luo Jinxiao disappeared in the morning and had not appeared all day. Qu Weiyin's mood suddenly became even more depressed, but she still smiled at Qiongqi and said, "Why are you here? Where is Luo Jinxiao?"
Qiongqi pointed at his deflated stomach and said in a baby voice, "I'm hungry."
"Didn't she give you anything to eat?"
Qiongqi shook his head, looking extremely indignant.
After Qu Weiyin waited for her breathing to stabilize, she put away the painting of mountains and rivers, motioned for Qiongqi to sit down, summoned the sword spirit, and asked her to go out and get food.
After the sword spirit left cursing, Qu Weiyin slowly spoke: "Where is Luo Jinxiao?"
Qiongqi looked very unhappy because he was hungry. He lay on the table and said with a sad brow, "Master."
So he went to the Sect Master's place. Qu Weiyin lowered her head and thought to herself.
She ignored the slight feeling in her heart, reached out for a cup of tea, and took a sip.
Qiongqi thought about it, and suddenly said: "Dual cultivation."
Qu Weiyin choked herself on a mouthful of tea. She covered her mouth and coughed violently for a while, and asked in surprise: "Luo Jinxiaohe, Sect Master?"
"Just the two of them?"
Qiongqi thought about it again and nodded.