The afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting a mottled pattern of light and shadow.
Qin Jiuci finished his training and opened his eyes.
The sound of light and shallow breathing came from behind and reached my ears.
Qin Jiuci was stunned and quickly turned around to look behind him.
The little girl was sleeping soundly with her head tilted against the tree trunk. She was wearing a moon-white long dress, and the hem of the dress embroidered with red patterns was spread loosely at the girl's feet. Fine light and shadows sprinkled down from the top of her head, and the picture was somewhat beautiful.
Qin Jiuci stood up quietly, walked to Wanyue and sat down, his eyes fixed on the lawn in front.
After a while, Qin Jiuci turned sideways, leaned one shoulder against the tree trunk, and his eyes fell on Wanyue's face, and his eyes gradually became gentle.
About half an hour later, Wanyue opened her eyes, raised her hands and stretched, then looked ahead, only to see an empty lawn.
Um?
Where is Qin Jiuci?
It was clearly there just now?
Wanyue sat up straight and turned her head to the side. As soon as she turned her head, she met a pair of dark eyes.
“………”
Wanyue was startled and patted her chest gently.
"Qin Jiuci, why are you just sitting there and not saying anything?"
It happened so suddenly. If she had a heart disease, she might have a seizure on the spot!
Qin Jiuci's eyes were filled with apology, "I'm sorry, Miss Zhu, it's my fault."
He didn't expect Miss Zhu to turn around suddenly, and he didn't even have time to say anything.
Of course, the more important reason was that he was too engrossed in watching Miss Zhu sleep just now.
Wanyue patted her chest and stared straight at Qin Jiuci's face.
The little fairy was frightened and needed to appreciate the little brother's beauty to feel better.
Qin Jiuci felt a little uncomfortable when Wanyue looked at him, and his ears slowly turned red.
Wanyue stared at Qin Jiuci's face for five minutes.
Just when Qin Jiuci felt that he was about to give up, Wanyue turned her eyes away.
Qin Jiuci breathed a sigh of relief.
On this side, Wanyue, healed by the beauty, instantly regained her energy and spirit. She clapped her hands and stood up, picked up the bottles and jars that she had just thrown aside, turned around and stuffed all the bottles and jars into Qin Jiuci's arms.
Qin Jiuci was holding a pile of bottles and jars in his arms, with a confused expression.
Wanyue pointed at the bottles and jars in Qin Jiuci's arms and explained, "This is medicine for your injuries. The instructions and dosage are written on the bottle. Remember to use it."
Qin Jiuci freed one hand to flip through it, and sure enough, he saw lines of small black characters on different porcelain bottles.
Are doctors nowadays so attentive?
Also write the usage and dosage of the medicine on the bottle.
But he clearly remembered that it didn’t exist before?
Qin Jiuci put the porcelain bottle away, a warm feeling rising in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, "Thank you, Miss Zhu."
Wan Yue narrowed her eyes and said, "You're welcome!"
The little brother has such a beautiful smile, let alone medicine, I would give it to you even if it costs me my life!
…
“Bang, bang, bang—”
Wanyue swallowed the pastry in her mouth in a few bites and stood up to open the door.
When I opened the door, I saw a strange male disciple standing outside.
The male disciple saw Wanyue and bowed respectfully. "Elder Zhu, the Sect Master wants to discuss something with you. Please come with me to Guiyun Hall."
The word "leader" circled around in Wanyue's mind for several times, and it took her a while to remember who this person was.
After remembering it, Wanyue happily followed the male disciple to Guiyun Hall.
In the magnificent hall, the sect leader sat in the highest seat, and there were a few old men that Wanyue didn't recognize sitting on the left and right of the sect leader.
Wanyue followed the male disciple who brought her in. The male disciple bowed and left, leaving Wanyue alone standing in the center of the hall.
The head sect leader sitting upstairs smiled and waved, motioning Wanyue to sit down, looking very amiable.
Wanyue found a seat nearby and sat down. The headmaster was watching her the whole time. After Wanyue sat down, he smiled and asked her a few questions.
Wanyue sat upright and answered the questions raised by the headmaster one by one.
As most people arrived, the head of the sect stopped talking to Wanyue. His friendly demeanor disappeared, his expression became serious, and his aura became increasingly fierce.
The headmaster looked at the elders below and spoke solemnly, "In recent days, demonic beasts have frequently appeared in the villages below the mountain. As a major sect of immortal cultivation, Xuanmen cannot sit idly by. Do the elders have any suggestions?"
The middle-aged man sitting across from Wanyue was the first to speak up. "Master, the appearance of a demonic beast is no small matter. Please send me to slay it and keep the villagers safe!"
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the headmaster did not say anything and continued to look at the others.
Gradually, others began to speak up: "Master, the monster is ferocious. The sect has an obligation to protect the villages and villagers at the foot of the mountain. Therefore, I believe the sect should send people to kill the monster as soon as possible to prevent more villagers from dying."
"Master, Elder Xu is right. The sect needs to send disciples to support the village at the foot of the mountain as soon as possible. However, regarding the selection of disciples, I do have a suggestion."
As soon as this person finished speaking, the middle-aged man sitting across from Wanyue, who had spoken first, angrily responded, "Xiaohua, what do you mean by that? Do we even need to choose? Just let me go! I can kill those disgusting monsters with just one blow!"
The man called Xiaohua looked young. He was wearing a green robe. He had a handsome appearance and a gentle temperament.
However, after hearing the middle-aged man call out the name "Xiaohua", Elder Hua's face instantly cracked, his gentle temperament gone, and his tone was filled with gritted teeth, "Mangfu Zhao, I told you not to call me Xiaohua! Did a dog eat your memory?!"
Xiaohua Xiaohua, sounds like a dog's name!
Elder Zhao chuckled, showing no remorse at all. "Little Flower, Little Flower, that's what I'm going to call you. You look like a delicate flower. If I punch you, you'll definitely cry!"
Elder Hua gritted his teeth and smiled, his hand already touching the sword hanging at his waist, "Mr. Zhao, why don't you try and see who is crying?"
Elder Zhao: "Come if you want. I, Old Zhao, have lived for so long and have never been afraid of anyone!"
Seeing the two men about to fight, the headmaster rubbed his forehead, his face full of helplessness, "Alright, stop arguing! We're talking about eradicating the monsters now, both of you, just be quiet!"
As soon as the headmaster spoke, Elder Zhao and Elder Hua glared at each other and sat back in their seats.
The headmaster sighed and took the lead to continue the previous topic.
The elders in the first hall all had their own ideas and opinions, and no one would submit to anyone else. Seeing that the scene was beginning to become chaotic again, the headmaster slammed the armrest of the chair heavily to calm the quarreling elders.
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