Chapter 93 As long as she is willing to come back

For a long time, Jiaying kept thinking: I shouldn't have let go at that time.

Between people, you have to take advantage of each other's weaknesses. Only when others can benefit from it will they always take you seriously.

If I had held on to the jade pendant tightly at that time, no matter what they said or how they threatened or tempted me, perhaps I would not have been sent away.

When he decided on his Buddhist name, he retained his secular surname "Ying" without discarding a single character.

But Ying and his parents abandoned him without hesitation.

Even when his mother died and his father was buried alive with him, the family only told him after they had completed the funeral.

The purpose of telling him is also to make him completely give up all thoughts and become the Holy Son who is free from all emotions and love.

He was just a tool, a tool in the eyes of his parents and a tool in the eyes of the gods. A gorgeous puppet of high moral character.

The little child's facial features gradually matured into that of an adult. Ying Jia became Jia Ying, with wisps of incense burning in his eyes, completely calm.

The rain stopped at some point, and it was a cloudy, damp, and rotten day. Jiaying turned over in the mud and looked at the broken top of the tower.

He touched the demon's shoulder armor beside him, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.

So, in order to make someone come back to you, you must hold the most important thing to her in your hand.

Isn't this how people always calculate against each other?

So, when will she discover that a part of the armor she took out is missing?

Someone else is coming.

Qing Zhengzong and Ji Weiming, haven't you given up looking for him yet?

Jiaying didn't realize that he was fighting. He was trying to regain the emotions that a normal person should have, and was very unfamiliar with his own reactions.

Suddenly, Jiaying heard a pair of footsteps from the approaching monks, which were not familiar but definitely unforgettable.

It was so unexpected that I was afraid it was an illusion, so I held my breath and listened carefully.

"I'll go check out the area over there." A female voice sounded, followed by approaching footsteps.

Jiaying felt his heart beating again.

After lying down for a long time, his hands and feet became numb. Without waiting for the blood to flow freely, he lifted his invisibility and stumbled out of his hiding place using his hands and feet.

The rain stopped and the sky cleared up. Sunlight shone through the hole in the top of the tower, illuminating the area in front of him.

The dark green embroidered shoes stepped briskly into the sunlight.

He looked up along the tip of the shoe. The light green disciple's uniform looked like a vibrant plant. There was a pair of gentle and bright eyes, and the sunlight danced on the visitor's smiling face.

The woman squatted in front of him, exclaimed in surprise, and used her fingers to grab her sleeve to wipe the dirty water off his face. "Master Jiaying, how did you get yourself into such a mess?"

He opened his mouth, but his hoarse throat seemed to be blocked by invisible emotions, and only empty breaths could come out.

I was speechless for a moment, and just raised my face blankly, letting her wipe it. Her movements were very gentle and full of pity, just like a great lover.

She put a finger on her lips, looked back, and whispered to him:

"Your identity is special. I can't take you away in front of others, nor can I let others discover our relationship. Do you have any solutions?"

He looked at her flattering smile silently. As long as she was willing to take him away, he would certainly have a way.

So he nodded coldly.

He was in mixed mood.

He was very happy that she was willing to come and was willing to forgive her for everything.

But I was still angry and wanted to have a little quarrel with her.

Make your attitude clear and let her know her lesson so that she won't look down on him again next time.

He noticed her gaze, intentionally or unintentionally looking at the arm armor in his arms.

He should have pretended not to care, but he couldn't help but care.

He licked his dry lips, his voice carrying a sense of loss that he hadn't noticed: "Did you come back to me for the treasure?"

But she looked puzzled. "I was wondering why you were holding such a bunch of strange things. They don't look like magical weapons to keep out the cold. Could they be parts of the Sky-Splitting Armor?"

She explained to him patiently, "I've never seen the Sky-Breaking Armor before, so I have no idea what it looks like as a whole."

Her reaction was very natural, without a trace of pretense. He believed her and felt sweet in his heart.

She didn't lie to him.

Really came to see him.

A ball of spiritual energy rose from her palms, drying his clothes.

She continued to chat with him, "I'm injured. I'll come to see you as soon as I recover today."

"You're too stubborn. You shouldn't have waited for me. It's raining, and you can't even find a place to shelter."

She didn't ask him for the arm armor right away, but instead cared about him, considered his emotions, and took care of his body.

She showed him with her own actions that he was more precious than any other rare treasure.

He felt embarrassed for his quarrel and offered her the arm guards.

She then took out her storage bag and put the things away without any haste.

Ye Xiaoman successfully got the baby and her smile became even brighter.

She lowered her voice and asked Jiaying, "The people outside are here to look for you too. Do you want to go with them?"

Under the influence of the poison, Jiaying had long lost his ability to think normally. He only had her in his heart and eyes, and he was unwilling to do anything.

"I belong to my wife, and wherever she goes, I go."

Ye Xiaoman didn't dare to hand Jiaying over rashly, for fear that he would say something he shouldn't. If he insisted on marrying her in public, she would be finished.

She immediately said, "Then follow me quietly in your own way."

Jiaying made a hand gesture, and the next moment, he turned into a sandalwood bracelet and put it on her wrist.

It was the first time that Ye Xiaoman saw the high-end magic of turning living people into objects, and she touched the bracelet curiously.

One of the Buddhist beads immediately rubbed against her skin in response.

Ye Xiaoman was afraid that he would hear or see some key information and expose her identity as a disciple of the Qingzheng Sect, so she said:

"I'm here to assist the other disciples of the Qingzheng Sect first. I'm afraid you'll be detected, so please close your five senses."

Jiaying did as he was told.

Ye Xiaoman left the corner and said, "Big Brother, I haven't found any trace of Master Jiaying here."

The eldest brother was not surprised at all. "We returned empty-handed today as well. Everyone gather together, we are going back to report."

After going back and forth like this, it was already evening when he returned to the outer gate.

Ye Xiaoman went to the cafeteria leisurely to eat and tasted the salt and pepper shrimp made by Sikong Qing himself.

Then return to the cave.

She was near her house and made sure that there was no one around before letting Jiaying come out.

She was in a dramatic mood and pretended to call someone using the communication bell in front of Jiaying.

"Junior Sister Ye, it's me, I'm Salt and Pepper Shrimp... Yes, I'm still in your sect, but I have nowhere to stay right now, so I'd like to stay at your house."

"Oh, you're still out hunting demons. Can I borrow your house for a night? Thank you so much."

Ye Xiaoman finished her performance and cut off the communication.

"Let's go stay at my friend's house for the night."