Chapter 80: Four people with superb acting skills, Xiaobai has entered the play
"Junior brother, what happened to your face? Where is your knife?" Nan Ningxia asked anxiously.
Yan Jinjin cried even harder, choking with sobs and unable to speak.
At this time, Li Xiaoran, who had been silent all the time, walked forward.
His face was extremely solemn, and there was an indescribable sadness in his eyes.
He slowly stretched out his hand, palm facing up, holding a storage bag.
The storage bag was old-fashioned, the fabric had turned pale from being washed, and there were even some wear and tear on the corners. It was obvious that it was a low-end item that had been used for a long time and was not very valuable.
"Big sister."
Li Xiaoran's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.
"The sect has had an incident."
After Li Xiaoran finished speaking, he took up the topic at the right time, a look of deep worry appearing on his face at the right time.
"Big sister, you don't know that life has become increasingly difficult in the past few years. There have been many things going on in the sect, and there have been many unexpected events."
Li Xiaoran sighed heavily, as if he had accumulated a heavy burden.
"Alas, to be honest, our Qingling Sect is now, alas, living a tight life, even worse than before. If it continues like this, the head brother will file for bankruptcy."
He paused, glanced at Yan Jinjin who seemed to be in a state of confusion, and then glanced at Nangong Wentian who had a calm expression but with imperceptible fatigue in his eyes.
"In order to redeem you, our head brother and a few of us have almost emptied out all our belongings that can be sold. My junior brother even sold his sword on the way here these two days."
"I finally got the chance to practice again, so I thought about going out with my junior brother to gain more experience, take on some missions, and earn some spirit stones to subsidize the sect.
But the head brother said that no matter how difficult the sect is, he must redeem you first. "
He changed the subject and looked at Nangong Wentian, his voice becoming even deeper.
"So, let alone Third Junior Brother, he found a way to suppress the demonic poison in his body, but it cost an astronomical amount of resources, almost bankrupting the family."
"Now I still owe that senior with a weird temper a large amount of foreign debt. I have to send him spiritual medicine and spiritual stones on time every month. If I delay for a moment, there is a risk that the demonic poison will relapse."
"There's really nothing we can do. A few days ago, the head brother sent two of his disciples to do odd jobs in the senior's medicine garden, just as a way to pay back part of the interest.
To show sincerity, the gifts were sent by Junior-Junior Brothers Liu and Shen. You should have some impression of them, right? They are both the best of the next generation of the sect, the pillars of the sect."
As Li Xiaoran spoke, his tone became increasingly sad, as if the weight of the entire sect was on his shoulders.
He lowered his head and his gaze fell on Xiaobai, who had been quietly nestling in Nangong Wentian's arms. A trace of pity and love flashed in his eyes.
He sighed softly, turned around and held Xiaobai higher, facing Jimo Bai and Nan Ningxia beside him.
"By the way, Senior Sister, she is..."
Li Xiaoran's voice carried a hint of deliberate introduction.
"She is Master's new disciple, and also the youngest of us, Xiaobai. She is only three and a half years old this year."
He turned his gaze towards Nanningxia, with a hint of nostalgia and a subtle sharpness.
"Big Sister, do you still remember that day in the back mountain of the sect, when you and I were chasing each other for that spiritual plant? And you even accidentally injured the sect's guardian beast that day."
Nan Ningxia's face turned slightly pale. She naturally remembered that incident. She was arrogant and reckless at the time.
Li Xiaoran's voice became even deeper, with a hint of pain.
“At that time, the head brother asked it to escort the little sister to familiarize herself with the sect’s environment, and sent it here for you and me to take care of it.
As a result, alas... your sharp sword energy at that time not only injured the divine beast, but also accidentally injured the little sister on the back of the divine beast."
"Junior sister was born with a defective bone structure and was weak and sickly. That injury made things even worse. Senior brother, the head sect leader, has never told you these things.
Even when Elder Zhou came after us a few days ago, the head brother repeatedly told us not to tell anyone."
"Now, she has to follow Third Junior Brother and take the pills for strengthening the body and replenishing the essence on time every month. She can't miss it for a day."
As soon as the words fell.
“Cough cough… cough…”
Xiaobai cooperated very well and started coughing violently. His small body curled up in Li Xiaoran's arms. His little face was wrinkled and his eyes turned red instantly. He looked weak and pitiful.
Seeing this, Li Xiaoran's face was immediately filled with "heartache" and "helplessness". When he looked at Jimo Bai, his face was as pale as death, with an almost desperate plea.
"Saint Son Jimo, we, our sect is really stretched to the limit."
"The sect competition is approaching. This is a rare opportunity for our Qingling Sect and we cannot miss it no matter what."
"It's just that we don't have the spiritual stones to redeem people. Sigh... there's nothing we can do."
Li Xiaoran seemed unable to speak, and finally gritted his teeth.
"We tried our best and scraped together only to get together 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones."
He reported the number carefully, his eyes fixed on Jimo Bai.
"I wonder if the Holy Son can show mercy and allow us to redeem Senior Sister Ningxia for a few days so that she can participate in the competition smoothly? As for the rest, we will definitely work hard in the competition, strive to win the reward, and pay it back as soon as possible."
"Wuwu, Brother Shengzi, please..."
Xiaobai sobbed, his big watery eyes filled with tears, looking at Jimo Bai pitifully.
"Xiao Bai... Xiao Bai is also willing to go to He Huan Sect to do odd jobs and serve tea and water to the brothers and sisters, as long as the eldest sister can come back to participate in the competition."
As she spoke, she stretched out her chubby little hands and pretended to wipe away non-existent tears, which made her look even more lovable and fragile.
Jimo Bai: “…”
The corner of his eye twitched slightly as he watched, and he almost couldn't hold back the gentle expression of compassion on his face.
Nangong Wentian also clasped his fists with a pale and weak face, begging Jimo Bai for mercy.
Good job.
These four people acted so realistically.
Although they had been informed beforehand, the story was so emotional and full of details that even his "accomplice" almost believed it.
Jimo Bai took a deep breath, forced down the smile on his lips, quickly reached out and gently patted the little one's back, his tone so gentle that water could drip out.
"Little Junior Sister, don't cry. Don't cry."
He turned to Nan Ningxia, whose expression had become extremely complicated, and spoke softly.
"Ningxia doesn't owe any money. She is just my friend and a guest here. How can you redeem her?"
Nan Ningxia was shocked.
Friend? Guest?
She looked at Jimo Bai blankly, then at Li Xiaoran, Yan Jinjin, Nangong Wentian, and finally her gaze fell on Xiaobai who was still crying.
A strong feeling of guilt suddenly gripped her heart.
She suddenly felt that all her previous behaviors in the sect, those self-righteous demands, those complacent enjoyments, and the indifference to the people of Qingling Sect, all seemed so absurd and ridiculous.
Why?
Why have I never felt that there was anything wrong before?
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