Chapter 79 The Fusion Agent Foursome is Here
The next day at noon, several people were resting. After all, they had been training for a long time and it was time to relax. Their sect was different from other sects in that its main focus was to let the disciples relax.
At this time, someone knocked on the door.
Yan Jinjin opened it and took a look. Wow, this is indeed the Hehuan Sect. She has never met anyone ugly before.
Wait a minute, I seem to have seen the portrait of this person in a book.
"You are the eldest disciple of the Hehuan Sect Master, Senior Brother Su Li, right?" Yan Jinjin finally recognized him.
"Yes, I guess you are Junior Brother Yan." Su Li has always known about the relationship between Jimo Bai and Yan Jinjin.
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Su, please come in, Senior Brother Two, Senior Brother Three, Junior Sister, we have guests."
Yan Jinjin was busy greeting Su Li.
"Brother Su, why are you here?" Li Xiaoran also recognized him. How could this be a coincidence? According to seniority, the eldest disciple of other sects might call Li Xiaoran "Uncle Master", but the masters of their two sects happened to be of the same generation.
Moreover, in terms of cultivation and entry level, Su Li is still of the same generation as their senior brothers.
"Junior Brother Li, Junior Brother Nangong, Hello, Junior Sister."
"It's like this. My Holy Son and Junior Sister Nan have been getting along very well for some time, but now is the time for you to add fuel to the fire."
Xiaobai listened to the whole process and understood it, so he let them act as mediators.
Give up on Murong Jue as soon as possible and be good to the senior sister.
Senior Brother Su, we will take care of this matter.
Xiaobai patted his chest and made a promise, his eyes sparkling, and it was obvious that he was very interested in this task of "adding fuel to the fire".
She was calculating in her mind, acting was what she was best at.
At this time, in the Hehuan Sect, in an elegant waterside pavilion.
Nan Ningxia was sitting opposite Jimo Bai, with an old landscape painting spread out in front of them.
The breeze blew by, bringing a faint scent of flowers and also blowing the white sleeves of Jimo Baiyue.
"The brushstrokes here may seem random, but they actually embody the toughness of the rocks." Jimo Bai explained in a soft voice, lightly tapping the scroll with his fingers.
Nan Ningxia listened attentively, but her eyes involuntarily drifted towards the gentle man opposite her.
The time they spent together allowed her to see a world that was completely different from Murong Jue's.
Murong Jue's sweet words were still ringing in her ears, but behind those words, there was always a vague request for her to give and sacrifice.
As for Jimo Bai, his goodness is subtle and silent.
He never asked for anything, but just showed up at the right time to provide support and companionship when she needed it.
This selfless tenderness, like warm spring water, gradually penetrated her once frozen heart.
She discovered that they had so many common interests, such as talking about poetry and painting, drinking tea and playing chess, and there were always endless topics to talk about.
If she was curious about something, he would always explain it patiently, and his concentration made her feel at ease.
Is it time to let it go?
For the first time, Nan Ningxia's heart was shaken so violently.
She didn't want to be the kind of person who would abandon someone after having sex with them, but facing Jimo Bai, the feeling called "heart-beating" was quietly growing.
Just when Nan Ningxia was feeling uneasy, a respectful announcement from a disciple came from outside the door.
"Your Highness, several Taoist friends from the Qingling Sect are outside seeking to see you. They said they are here for Senior Sister Nan."
Qingling Sect?
Nan Ningxia was slightly startled and subconsciously thought of Yan Jinjin.
Is it the Junior Brother who has come? After all, it seems that only Junior Brother’s own Master’s lineage can go out.
Could it be that the head brother couldn't wait any longer and sent someone to "take" her back to pay her debt? To hold her accountable?
Nan Ningxia's face turned red when he thought of the huge amount of spirit stones he owed to the Hehuan Sect.
She secretly glanced at Jimo Bai.
Does he know that he owes so many spirit stones?
If you know, how will you look at her? Will you think she is a big sister who spends money?
At this moment, Nan Ningxia suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.
Before she had time to hesitate, the bead curtain of the pavilion was gently opened.
Four figures walked in.
Leading the way were Li Xiaoran and Yan Jinjin.
Nan Ningxia's eyes widened instantly, and she could hardly believe what she saw.
Second Junior Brother?
Hadn't he been recuperating in the sect, living in seclusion? Why was he here? No matter what, he would never leave the peak.
Moreover, the aura emanating from him is not right. Is he in the Foundation Establishment Stage?
Could it be that his meridians were healed and he could practice now? When did this happen? Was it too long since he had been back?
This should have been great news, but Nan Ningxia's eyes quickly fell on what they were wearing.
What kind of clothes were those? They were gray, made of old fabric, and even had obvious patches on them, as if they had just come out of an abandoned mine.
This, this is going out, representing the face of Qingling Sect! Why did they come here dressed like this?
Before she could recover from her shock, the two people behind her came into view.
When seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar figure, Nan Ningxia's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something.
Third Junior Brother? Nangong Wentian?
Hasn't he been missing for several years without any news?
Why did he come back suddenly? It seemed as if he was poisoned and went out to look for medicine.
What surprised her even more was that Nangong Wentian was holding a delicate little girl in his hand.
The girl was about three or four years old. Her long snow-white hair was extremely eye-catching. Her facial features were as delicate as a fairy in a painting. She was so beautiful that people could not take their eyes away.
However, the clothes she wore were exactly the same as those of Li Xiaoran and Yan Jinjin, also tattered, forming a sharp contrast with her beautiful little face.
Nan Ningxia's brain buzzed and was completely confused.
The third apprentice brother is back? And he brought back an illegitimate daughter?
Look at the gorgeously dressed disciple of the Hehuan Sect leading the way, who forms a sharp contrast with the four "poor and destitute" fellow disciples in front of him.
What is going on?
As the eldest sister, how come I feel like I know nothing? It feels like I haven't been back to the sect for only half a year.
Or maybe my memory is a bit fuzzy, it’s been several years since I last saw it.
Before Nan Ningxia could ask, Yan Jinjin rushed up.
The iconic mask on his face is gone!
Instead, there were a few clear scratches that looked like fresh injuries.
"Wow... Senior Sister, I'm finally glad to see you. We are so miserable. You made us look for you for a long time.
Just go back with us this time, okay?"
Yan Jinjin burst into tears, and she looked as if she had suffered a great injustice, and tears fell without stopping.
It was just that exaggerated acting that made Jimo Bai next to him raise his eyebrows.
Nan Ningxia's heart tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to check his injuries, but her eyes involuntarily swept across his empty back.
Where is his knife?
The sword that he always carried with him and regarded as his life was missing? What happened?
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