Chapter 29 Xi Ling, what are you doing!

When Jiang Qiying walked into the room, Jiang Zhaoyue was admiring the flowers in front of the window, and there was nothing unusual in the room.

He wandered outside the yard for some time before knocking on her door.

What happened yesterday made it difficult for him to speak to Jiang Zhaoyue, as he felt guilty for having defiled his junior sister.

Jiang Zhaoyue saw that he was still the same as before.

Her eyes were gentle as she looked at the flowers, her profile was white, her lips were rosy, and her whole body was glowing in the sunlight, with a kind of holy beauty.

The same thing happened when I looked at him sideways.

Jiang Qiying was lost in her gaze for a moment, until Jiang Zhaoyue's smile deepened, and she called him gently as before, "Senior Brother Jiang."

He looked away somewhat embarrassedly, not daring to look again.

In the past, he only admired her thoughtfulness, warmth and composure, but now he realized that he was just an ordinary man and could also be intoxicated by the beauty of Junior Sister Jiang.

Maybe it's because of the different situations in my heart.

He walked towards her with very light steps, and had the illusion of disturbing the heavens.

Following Jiang Zhaoyue's line of sight, outside the window were clusters of bright, dazzling, golden flowers. The dazzling colors were planted by an elder of the Qi Ling Xian Sect.

His gaze lingered on the flowers for only a moment before quickly returning to the woman's profile.

"Junior sister, do you like those flowers?"

"It's not a matter of liking or not." Jiang Zhaoyue didn't pretend to appreciate the flowers and plants, but simply answered him calmly: "But looking at beautiful things always makes you feel better. Don't you think so, Senior Brother?"

"yes."

Jiang Qiying didn't even look closely at the beautiful flowers, but just looked at her, with a tenderness and concentration in her eyes that she herself could hardly detect.

Jiang Zhaoyue then added: "Senior Brother, it's the same for me."

She suddenly glanced at his eyes, nose, and lips, her smile spreading into a beautiful arc, and her tone was half joking.

"People say beauty is a feast for the eyes. Seeing you, I feel like I can eat two more bowls of lunch."

Jiang Qiying blushed uncontrollably.

He originally disliked these flowery and unrestrained words the most, but when the person was Jiang Zhaoyue, he felt infinite joy in his heart when those words came out of her mouth, as if it was a very happy thing that his appearance could be liked by her.

Jiang Qiying looked away awkwardly, sat down beside her, and spoke softly in the golden sunlight, "Junior Sister, you invited me to talk about the Spirit Washing Pond. What do you want to know?"

"Senior brother is really annoying."

She said the word 'hate', but her tone did not make people feel uncomfortable, but rather intimate.

"Can't I just want to see my senior brother? He left in a hurry yesterday and we didn't have a good chat."

When she mentioned yesterday, Jiang Qiying inevitably thought of those things, and the light blush on his face suddenly deepened.

He wasn't good at these sweet nothings after all, and unlike others, he couldn't retaliate with ease. He could only hesitate for a moment in the crimson glow before saying very softly, "Junior Sister."

Jiang Zhaoyue looked at him with a smile: "Hmm?"

"I, I'm not good with words, so... stop bullying me."

The voice was so soft, so quiet that Jiang Zhaoyue had to concentrate to hear it clearly.

But she said nothing, just smiled even more deeply, and leaned her face on Jiang Qiying's shoulder in the bright sunshine.

There were no ambiguous actions or teasing words. She leaned quietly on his shoulder and sat in the afternoon sun to bask in the sun.

Jiang Qiying's eyes were on her all the time. When he saw her approaching, he stiffened for a moment, then relaxed his body and let her lean on him. He placed his palm behind her head, hoping that she could lean more comfortably.

If we use the system's words to describe it, this moment is the most suitable episode for the mission after it was bound to Jiang Zhaoyue.

This pure love is cool!

However, since the host is Jiang Zhaoyue, it is destined that "pure love" cannot last too long.

The two of them admired the flowers outside the window for a while, and Jiang Zhaoyue said lazily, "Brother, the sun is so hot."

"Then let's go back to the room."

"But I still want to bask in the sun for a while longer. I used to be always practicing. Looking back, I don't know how long ago I had such a quiet and peaceful time."

Jiang Qiying listened quietly without interrupting and stretched out his other hand to cover her cheek.

"Will this be better?" he asked.

Jiang Zhaoyue didn't answer, but just moved her face, which was resting on his shoulder, closer to his neck.

She sniffed his neck, and the atmosphere immediately became ambiguous.

Jiang Zhaoyue rubbed Jiang Qiying's earlobe with the tip of his nose, and then looked at the red ball so close to him. His voice was filled with an unclear softness and smile.

"Brother, did you like what happened yesterday?"

"Master, Junior Sister..."

Given Jiang Qiying's personality, he naturally couldn't discuss such matters with her openly. He could only look at her with a red face and some pleading, hoping that she would stop talking about such embarrassing topics.

However, if begging was useful, she would not be Jiang Zhaoyue.

The man's pleas only piqued her interest.

She moved closer, so close that Jiang Qiying could clearly see the fine hairs on her face, her lips, her nose, her eyes, and her willow-like eyebrows.

Her gentle eyes were tinged with a hint of deliberate malice, and her gaze was full of aggression that could not be avoided.

She looked at him, so close.

"Tell me, do you like it?"

As if she had to get an answer from him, she was so mean as to want to hear the man in front of her break down his past self.

Jiang Qiying had nowhere to escape, and his face turned even redder. He closed his eyes, with an embarrassed, ashamed, yet irresistible look on his face, and replied softly, "I like it."

It was as if he had opened the beginning, and everything would go smoothly from then on. The embarrassment and shame became insignificant. He opened his eyes, met the woman's dark brown eyes, and said word by word, shyly and seriously: "I like it. I like Junior Sister. No matter what Junior Sister does to me, I like it."

The sharp explosion from the system was like a flower blooming in my heart.

Jiang Zhaoyue withdrew his eyes with satisfaction, and said in his mind and in reality at the same time: "I like it too."

The system stopped working, but Jiang Qiying didn't.

He looked at the woman in front of him, and a secret joy emerged in his heart. The sour and sweet feeling filled his heart.

This drove him to unconsciously lower his head and move closer.

The bright red lips seemed to have touched his heartstrings thousands of times, rolling in his throat, and Jiang Qiying unconsciously moved closer to that softness.

The moment they touched lightly, a cold, suppressed voice rang out.

"Have you kissed enough?"

Outside the window where the sunlight streamed in, in front of clusters of flowers, a man as handsome as a god had a sullen face and stared at the young man and woman in the window with cold eyes, as if he were looking at his enemies.

Although the person inside the window was not his enemy, but his disappointing disciple and the powerful witch from the neighboring immortal sect.

Fu Lanting stood with his arms folded, suspended in the air, appearing silently, with only the star phantom on his body emitting bursts of light.

"How can this be done in broad daylight, in public?"

He just thought that this woman was not that bad, but now it seems that she is extremely cunning.

Jiang Zhaoyue glanced at him, her eyes curled up with a smile, but her voice was soft. She whispered: "Master, this is not in public."

This is in her room, so whatever she does is none of anyone else's business.

Fu Lanting glanced at her, his voice still cold: "Did I ask you to speak?"

His attitude naturally wouldn't make people think that Jiang Zhaoyue was the one who was in control.

Jiang Qiyin immediately put the person behind him, protecting him tightly, and then said, "Master, I don't know anything. If you have anything to say, come to me."

"Coming for you?"

Fu Lanting sneered.

"You were sold and still helped count the money, Jiang Qiying. What I regret most now is that I only taught you to practice and didn't teach you to use your brain. Don't tell me I can't see her evil nature now."

Jiang Qiying frowned, but his expression was very calm. He looked directly at his master, his voice without any fluctuation: "It was I who wanted to get close to Junior Sister Jiang, it was I who couldn't bear to leave her, it was I who was willing to be deceived by her. If Master wants to blame someone, why not blame me?"

A smile appeared on Fu Lanting's cold face, but there was clearly no smile in his eyes.

"Jiang Qiying, do you think that I can't bear to punish you because you are my only disciple?"

"Disciple has never thought of this. Everything has its cause, and the cause lies with me. Why would Master vent his anger on others?"

His expression was more resolute than ever.

"Disciple has thought it through clearly. Even if it's because of the 'Love Gu', my heart won't deceive me."

When he mentioned the 'love poison', Fu Lanting felt that he had been bewitched and would not listen to good advice.

He took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't communicate with Jiang Qiying, so he looked at Jiang Zhaoyue, whose half face was exposed behind Jiang Qiying.

"Do you dare to tell him what the 'Love Gu' is all about?"

The headmaster said with a hint of sarcasm, "In my entire life, I have never seen a poisonous insect that even the strongest cannot detect. If you have such a treasure, why give it to Jiang Qiying? If you use it directly on me, then wouldn't the seven major immortal sects be at your disposal?"

Any normal person can see that this is a fake, but Jiang Qiying believed it.

He simply didn't know what to say.

Jiang Zhaoyue hid behind Jiang Qiying, her eyes lazy and casual. She reached out and touched the side of her face, the place he had kissed before.

Jiang Qiying was right in front of her, but she could hide behind him and do such a thing, which shows that she has a bad heart.

But Fu Lanting couldn't point it out and had to pretend not to see it.

He looked away, and his voice finally calmed down.

"Forget it, you are not a child anymore. I can't control everything about you, but I can't stand your unruly behavior. How can you be so affectionate? Jiang Qiying, go back to your place."

Jiang Qiying frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but the woman behind her pulled her sleeve.

He turned around and saw Jiang Zhaoyue shaking her head slightly at him, signaling him not to contradict his master again.

His gaze softened instantly, and he finally stopped arguing and just saluted silently.

After Jiang Qiying bowed, he left the window, but before he walked out of the room, he took only a few steps and turned back to look at his master outside the window. His light-colored eyes seemed a little deep.

He still cupped his hands, his voice calm, his eyes fixed on hers: "Master, are you not leaving?"

It was just a very ordinary question, but Fu Lanting heard the deeper meaning in his words.

He laughed in anger: "You are truly a good disciple of this deity."

"Master, please forgive me. I just have some questions about my cultivation and would like to ask you for help."

He said this, but both of them knew the deeper meaning behind his words.

Fu Lanting stared at him for a long time, and in the end he could only comfort himself. What's the use of being angry? He was just mad at himself. It wasn't the first time he realized what a stupid person his disciple was.

Without saying anything else, he closed his eyes and his figure suddenly disappeared with a cold expression.

Only after he left did Jiang Qiying look at Jiang Zhaoyue.

"Junior sister, I'll come see you next time."

"good."

Jiang Zhaoyue readily agreed and watched him leave with a smile.

She didn't see Jiang Qiying for several days afterwards.

The reason is naturally a certain master.

Perhaps what happened before sounded the alarm in his heart. In addition, Jiang Zhaoyue's residence was not far from Chonghua Palace. With Fu Lanting's special attention, Jiang Qiying would be summoned as soon as she approached here.

So when they met again, the Soul Washing Pool had already been opened.

The Soul Cleansing Pool is located in the Soul Cleansing Realm, a relatively special secret realm in the hands of the Qi Ling Immortal Sect. It is not big and there are no flowers, plants or trees. There are only some lakes or ponds of various sizes. The pool water can cleanse the soul and marrow, which is beneficial for the foundation building of the cultivator.

In order to maintain the effectiveness of the Soul Cleansing Pool, only a few spots are open to the seven major immortal sects each time it opens.

Jiang Qiying, Jiang Zhaoyue, and Luo Huaiyin all had places in this soul cleansing. Unexpectedly, Chu Jinhe also got a place this time.

On the day of the opening, Fu Lanting did not show up, and two elders presided over the ceremony.

As soon as he entered the Soul Cleansing Realm, Jiang Zhaoyue was still choosing a suitable soul cleansing pool when he saw Luo Huaiyin walking towards him.

The last time he left the Qiling Immortal Sect, he was unwilling to do so, but in front of the Qiling Sect Master, he was just an inferior, so no matter how unwilling he was, he could do nothing about it, until today when he saw Jiang Zhaoyue again.

As soon as they met, he asked, "Are you and Jiang Qiying going to form a bond?"

Chu Jinhe had a well-behaved look on his face and was standing not far away listening.

Before Jiang Zhaoyue could answer, Jiang Qiying, who had come in with her, blocked Luo Huaiyin's sight.

His eyes were cold, and he made no secret of his disgust for Luo Huaiyin.

"What's it to you?"

"What's it to me?"

Luo Huaiyin was no longer anxious when he saw him.

He sneered, with a mocking look between his brows.

"I'm at least her senior brother, so who are you? To put it nicely, the seven great immortal sects are all of the same blood. But to be honest, are you related to her?"

Maybe it was because of his natural conflict, his attack power was always very high when facing Jiang Qiying.

The geniuses from other immortal sects around were originally looking for suitable soul-washing pools, but at this moment they all fell silent at the same time, even slowed down their pace, and looked over here intentionally or unintentionally.

There are also different levels of talents among the immortal sects. The disciples of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect and the Qiling Immortal Sect in this generation are all quite talented, and the Qiling Immortal Sect's headmaster is one of the strongest among the heads of sects. With this in mind, it would be a shame not to watch the excitement of these two major immortal sects.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhaoyue was looking for her own soul-washing pool seriously. Soon she found one she liked. While no one else was in the water yet, she jumped in and sat down cross-legged.

Chu Jinhe, who had been watching from a distance, rushed over immediately upon seeing this and whispered, "Senior Sister, can I share the pool with you?"

Jiang Zhaoyue glanced at him and replied in a gentle tone, "Of course."

So Chu Jinhe quickly occupied a seat not far from her.

He moved so quickly that Luo Huaiyin, who was still cursing over there, suddenly fell silent and rushed over.

He stood on the shore and looked at the location, and said coldly: "Chu Jinhe, you are really a good dog."

Chu Jinhe didn't show any emotion at all. She just glanced at him and said aggrievedly, "Sister, why does Brother Luo always bully me? I just want to be closer to you."

Jiang Zhaoyue was washing his soul at the moment, and upon hearing this, he just perfunctorily said, "You can curse back next time."

Chu Jinhe looked even more aggrieved.

But he was very good at reading people's expressions, especially when he knew his senior sister well. Seeing that Jiang Zhaoyue didn't want to say more, he immediately restrained his emotions and put on a mask of smile.

"It's okay, I forgive Brother Luo."

Luo Huaiyin on the shore was about to curse again when he saw Jiang Qiying also enter the water.

He also chose the pool where Jiang Zhaoyue was, not far away on the other side.

But unlike Chu Jinhe, Jiang Zhaoyue actually smiled at him when he entered the water. She looked very intimate, and that smile hurt some people's eyes.

Only Luo Huaiyin was left on the shore.

He opened and closed his lips for a long time before he said to himself, "Choose this pool. This pool works better, right? Then I'll choose this pool too."

Because Jiang Zhaoyue had people on both sides, he had to fall opposite her.

Similarly, Jiang Zhaoyue didn't even look at him, which made Luo Huaiyin feel a little unhappy.

One after another, all the geniuses entered the Soul Washing Pool.

Soul cleansing is a long process, and the higher the level of cultivation, the longer it takes to cleanse the soul.

Among the cultivators who entered the Spirit Cleansing Realm this time, Chu Jinhe was one of the cultivators with the lowest cultivation level. It was not because he had poor talent, but mainly because he was the youngest, much younger than everyone else.

So he was almost one of the first monks to wake up from the soul cleansing state.

The others would have left when they woke up, but he didn't.

He came to Jiang Zhaoyue silently, with obsession flashing in his eyes. He looked at his senior sister quietly for a long time, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He opened his collar a little, revealing the very obvious necklace with a thin golden chain around his neck.

After thinking about it, he probably felt that it was not enough, so he pulled his clothes down a little, revealing one shoulder and chest.

Because they were in the water, the water vapor was moist and there was some hazy mist. Chu Jinhe gathered his hair that he had deliberately wet, applied some perfumed dew on his body, and posed in the posture he had practiced many times in front of the mirror.

Her eyes were lowered, full of affection and dew.

He wore a red dress on purpose today.

Everyone else's mind was on the Soul Washing Pool, but he was different. Not only was he wearing a bright red dress, he also wore a rare pair of emerald green earrings. The emerald green was breathtaking, making his skin look white and his lips look crimson. It was obvious that his whole body had been carefully groomed.

The youthful vigor and the carefully made-up beauty blended together create a beauty that no one can refuse.

I just hope that my senior sister will be attracted by his beauty at first sight.

Jiang Zhaoyue was indeed stunned by his deliberate dressing up when she first woke up. She was so interested in hooking the thin chain around the boy's neck that she whispered, "Is Jinhe seducing me?"

"yes."

Chu Jinhe looked obsessed, as if he was looking at his goddess. There was love, admiration, and even worship of the gods in his eyes.

"Senior sister, please be kind to me. Look, as long as you like, Jinhe is willing to do anything."

He glanced at Jiang Qiying who was not far away, and his beautiful eyes were tinged with a bit of grievance and deliberate seduction.

"I'm not like Senior Brother Jiang. I can give everything for Senior Sister. Even if I have no name or status, I can accept it."

Jiang Zhaoyue just hooked the thin chain around his neck and smiled without saying a word.

Chu Jinhe became a little anxious, but he didn't dare to make too much noise. Gritting his teeth, he approached Jiang Zhaoyue as if to seduce her:

"Senior Sister, can you kiss me? Senior Brother Jiang won't find out."

He moved closer to Jiang Zhaoyue, observing her expression while offering his lips to hers.

However, he was only halfway there when his lips were stopped by a slender finger.

Jiang Zhaoyue put her fingertips on his lips and a smile appeared in front of him. It was clearly an intimate gesture, but her words lacked warmth.

"A naughty puppy must be punished. How can he lick his master without his command?"

Chu Jinhe didn't care about these cold words at all. He couldn't help but kiss his senior sister's fingers. Her fingertips were so soft that he imagined that they were his senior sister's lips.

“Senior Sister…”

He wants more.

But the kiss was interrupted.

She withdrew her finger.

Chu Jinhe felt a little sorry. He didn't dare to ask for it privately. He could only look at her eagerly and pray for her favor.

Jiang Zhaoyue lowered her eyes to look at him, her gaze brushing across his earlobe.

She whispered softly, "The puppy is really naughty. He hurt himself behind his master's back."

Chu Jinhe immediately showed her his emerald green earrings, his eyes gleaming with desire: "I pierced my ears for you, Senior Sister. Do you like it?"

"good."

Jiang Zhaoyue made a brief comment and added, "The gem is nice."

Chu Jinhe's eyes flashed with excitement as if he had received great praise, but it quickly turned into a sweet whisper.

"If you like it, I'll show it to you every day."

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Qiying again, hinting, "Senior Brother Jiang looks very serious. I don't think he would do something like this to please you. Senior Sister, can he please you as much as I can?"

Although his jealousy was about to overflow from his eyes, his expression was still one of lovable weakness, and there was no sign of his former arrogance in the Yunmiao Immortal Sect.

What's more, he deliberately took two steps towards Jiang Qiying before whispering in Jiang Zhaoyue's ear, "Unlike me, as long as Senior Sister is happy, she's fine with me whatever she wants."

This is both implicit and explicit.

Jiang Zhaoyue stroked his collar, and the occasional touch of his skin would make Chu Jinhe tremble. He unconsciously put his neck into her hands, hoping that his senior sister would stay a little longer.

However, Jiang Zhaoyue eventually left his neck, leaving behind regret and loss.

She patted Chu Jinhe's shoulder and her expression returned to gentleness.

"Okay, get back to your seats, they're about to wake up."

“Senior Sister…”

Chu Jinhe was unwilling to give in and couldn't help but want to lean his chest against her palm, wanting more comfort.

Just as he was doing this, a loud shout suddenly came from the other side: "What are you doing?!"

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The author has something to say: Two chapters combined into one.

Luo: There are such shameless people in this world! I'm really surprised!

Chu: Oh, I can be a concubine, what can you be? You can't even be a dog.

Luo: I&*%*#@*