After arriving at Qingluo Peak of Shu Mountain, the two returned to the Taoist temple to rest for a while.

Although he seemed to have returned unscathed from the Baiyujing trip, he actually died countless times there.

Even though he had the habit of "killing without blinking an eye" like the Sword Immortal, he was almost broken by the tens of thousands of defeats and deaths in battle. He was only supported by some unspeakable obsession.

As soon as I got back to the Taoist temple, I immediately drank a pot of monkey wine to reward myself.

Ling Yunpo followed behind her, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

When chatting with my senior sister, I can flirt with her anytime and anywhere, and I can also enjoy her slightly shy stare.

This really involves talking about love...but he seems to have no idea where to start.

The bottom line is that Ling Yunpo is not yet ready to take responsibility for his senior sister.

After all, I am a spy and I will be exposed one day. It is impossible for me to accompany my senior sister to the end.

However, Senior Sister An is gentle, protective, and considerate. She is willing to make unlimited sacrifices for him and even risk her life to protect him... If Ling Yunpo deceived and betrayed such a senior sister, even if he could deceive his conscience, he would still be afraid of being struck to death by a bolt of lightning when he was going through the heavenly tribulation.

Kunlun Mirror listened to his inner monologue without saying a word, just watching leisurely.

It's okay, Guan Shui, just follow your heart. Don't worry about disappointing your senior sister, because there will never be such an opportunity again...

"Ah." Ling Yunpo said irritably, "Ah Jing, I remember when I first joined Qingluo Peak, you seemed to have told me not to harm Senior Sister An?"

"How could that be?" Kunlun Jing asked in surprise.

"The one who had an engagement with Junior Sister Xu was Qiu Changtian. What does it have to do with me, Ling Yunpo?" Ling Yunpo reminded.

The Qingping Sword let out a cry, but no one knew what it was marveling at. Lingyunpo was too lazy to pay attention to it.

The Kunlun Mirror fell silent.

At this point, it can't say "I was a pure single-female protagonist at the beginning", "Now you are forcibly insulting the single female protagonist, but in fact you are ungrateful and ungrateful, and I hope you will be caught and killed by them."

After thinking hard for a while, it stammered:

"After all, Senior Sister An likes you too..."

"You discovered it too?" Ling Yunpo asked in surprise.

"Is this hard to find out?" Qing Ping Jian said with a smile, "I think she is just deceiving herself, using the excuse of 'senior sister's love for junior brother'. If you try harder and break through that layer of window paper, she will definitely not be able to deny it."

"I think you two are waiting to laugh at me..." Ling Yun said, dispelling his suspicion.

"No way? No, no." Yijing Yijian hurriedly explained.

Ignoring them, Ling Yunpo went around to the backyard and saw An Zhisu drunk in the pavilion, leaning against the pavilion pillar with her graceful figure, looking very elegant.

Talking about the figure of the senior sister, we have to mention that when she came back covered in blood, Ling Yunpo once helped her heal her wounds - her curves were so well-proportioned that he was simply amazed.

Unfortunately, since then, Senior Sister An has never returned injured again. Ling Yunpo suspected that she did not stop sparring with others, but hid somewhere after the sparring, and came back after secretly recovering from her injuries.

Stepping into the pavilion, Ling Yunpo touched his senior sister's forehead.

He felt a little hot, and his blushing didn't seem fake. It seemed that he was really drunk.

Alcohol itself is not delicious. Many people like what's in the glass, not because they like the pungent taste, but because they like the dizzy feeling after the alcohol takes effect and the feeling of forgetting all their worries. I think Senior Sister An is the same.

According to some information Ling Yunpo had learned, Su Jian was also said to be an old drunkard, so Senior Sister An was probably led astray by her father.

"Hmm?" Feeling the weight on his forehead, An Zhisu opened his eyes dazedly, "Junior brother?"

"Sister, why are you drinking alone here?" Ling Yunpo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Is there something troubling you?"

When this was mentioned, An Zhisu suddenly burst into tears, hugged Ling Yunpo who was caught off guard, and sobbed:

"Junior brother, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have bad intentions..."

Lingyunpo: ????? ?????

At this moment, I don’t know how many question marks I need to use to fully express the confusion on his face.

Bad intentions? What bad intentions? Is Senior Sister going to kill me... Ugh! Ugh!

Before I could even ask any questions, Senior Sister An grabbed my neck and buried her head in her chest, making it difficult for me to breathe.

"Senior sister really doesn't want you to leave..." Under the influence of alcohol, her tone was mournful, she kept on talking intermittently, crying and nagging, "The situation at Qingluo Peak is indeed very bad, but... but Senior sister really doesn't want you to leave..."

Speaking of the latter part, it sounds more like he is acting like a spoiled child rather than venting his frustration by getting drunk.

Ling Yun took some effort to free himself from the fat, then he hugged his senior sister and patted her back to comfort her, but a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes:

Is there a possibility that my senior sister is actually pretending to be drunk and taking this opportunity to confess her love to me...

"Impossible." Kunlun Mirror said, "I scanned her and she was really drunk."

"Oh." Ling Yunpo sighed, and saw An Zhisu blushing, struggling out of his arms, turning around and hugging the pillar again, crying and saying:

"Master... I am sorry for having bad intentions towards you..."

As she spoke, she gradually began to sob and stopped talking.

Since Senior Sister is already drunk, that means...what she is saying now is the truth?

Ling Yunpo walked around behind her and asked in a low voice:

"Tell me what evil intentions you have."

"I originally just wanted to be his senior sister..." An Zhisu's eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and her voice gradually became lower, "But I don't want to always be... just his senior sister..."

"Then what do you want to be to him?" Ling Yunpo asked patiently.

What responded to him was the sound of even breathing. His senior sister had fallen asleep hugging the pillar.

"Oh, really." Ling Yunpo stared at Senior Sister An's defenseless sleeping face, feeling mixed emotions in his heart, unable to tell whether he was happy or guilty.

"Send Senior Sister back to her room first."

The next morning.

An Zhisu woke up slowly from sleep, feeling a severe headache, as if she had a hangover.

He secretly circulated his true energy, allowing it to flow through the many major acupoints on his head, and his mind immediately became clear.

Covering her head, she recalled what happened yesterday and couldn't help groaning.

I only remember that too much pressure had accumulated in Baiyujing. After returning, I drank a lot of wine in the pavilion by the stream. Later, I even forgot to use my true energy to dissolve the effects of the alcohol and was completely drunk.

As for who sent me back, it goes without saying.

Well, when my junior brother found me, did I say anything nonsense?

Thinking of this, An Zhisu had the urge to bang his head against the wall.

Getting drunk and making a fool of yourself is a minor matter, but saying nonsense in front of your junior brother and losing the dignity of your senior sister is a serious matter!

An Zhisu really had no confidence in his drinking behavior after being drunk.

She tidied her clothes a little and then walked out of the Taoist temple.

Seeing Ling Yunpo practicing swordplay in the open space in front of the Taoist temple, An Zhisu subconsciously straightened his face, intending to make up for yesterday's misbehavior, and said majestically:

"Junior brother, your swordsmanship is good, but there are still some areas that can be improved, such as..."

She made some comments here and there, and then she saw Ling Yunpo staring at her with a strange expression.

"Junior brother! What are you doing..." An Zhisu wanted to act like a senior sister and reprimand him sternly, but her voice softened involuntarily at the end.

"Senior Sister, you are so beautiful." Ling Yunpo said with a smile.

"Ah, really?" An Zhisu said in a panic, only to find that she had gotten out of bed in such a hurry that she forgot to comb her hair and put on her hairpin. Her long black hair fell smoothly on her shoulders like a large waterfall.

She quickly covered her face and turned around, hurried back to the Taoist temple, and said shyly:

"I'm going to go wash up!"