"Who are you going to clean up for?"
There was a hint of anger in the cold voice, and a familiar ice-attributed spiritual current hit Li Chengyun's wrist.
Li Chengyun had no idea of resistance at all at the moment and took the blow head-on. However, it was not easy to retract a full-strength attack. Li Chengyun's wood-attributed spiritual power had already hit Shen Xinghe.
In a flash, a white figure appeared in front of Li Chengyun, with his arms in an embrace position, completely blocking Shen Xinghe.
"Master..." Li Chengyun was shocked and lost his voice.
He watched helplessly as his spiritual power hit his master's back.
Si Jiu's body swayed for a moment and then stabilized. Li Chengyun knelt down behind him. Si Jiu did not turn around to look at him, but lowered her head to look at the person in her arms.
The boy seemed to be frightened, staring at himself with wide eyes.
"Don't be afraid." She couldn't help but comfort him.
Trying to keep a straight face and a cold voice was the best she could do to maintain her persona at this moment.
In fact, she really wanted to touch his little head and smile at him.
But Ning Qingmeng's personality doesn't allow it, at least not now.
"You're so useless! Even if you can't win, don't you know how to hide?" She let go of Shen Xinghe, whose eyes were still wide open, and glared at him with disdain. "Master asked you to practice swordsmanship, but you're so lazy."
Shen Xinghe hurriedly lowered his head, "Disciple, I acknowledge my guilt."
"Go practice your sword skills, and practice the sword moves you used last time... a hundred times.
Don’t come back to see me until you’ve finished practicing.”
"yes."
The thin and skinny little body was wearing an ill-fitting middle-length shirt, with its hair disheveled and hanging behind its head. Its back, as it turned around and walked away with its head lowered, looked really pitiful.
Too thin.
A twelve-year-old boy, especially a monk, should not look like this.
Si Jiu frowned, suddenly coughed, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Master! You, you are injured. It triggered an old injury. Master, please regulate your breathing quickly."
Shen Xinghe walked forward step by step. When he heard Li Chengyun's shocked and painful call behind him, his eyes were filled with strange lights and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
“It’s so fun!”
Regardless of whether it is a dream or not, let’s just treat it as a new life.
Ning Qingmeng in this life seems a little different from Ning Qingmeng in the previous life.
Could it be that they have changed their strategy and want to use another approach?
Thinking of Ning Qingmeng's dirty thoughts towards him, Shen Xinghe's eyes turned cold, but the curve of his mouth widened.
…
It was only after Sijiu lost her temper that she dissuaded Li Chengyun from asking the sect leader to come and help heal her injuries.
If those 12345678 senior brothers and sisters in Qingyue Mountain who are obsessed with their junior sister knew that she was injured, the entire Guanghan Peak might be annoyed by them.
Anyway, she had a lot of high-level elixirs collected from her senior brothers and sisters, everything she could think of, so she went back to her room to take the medicine and meditate.
However, when she was running the spiritual flow, she did find that the spiritual flow in her body was stagnant and not smooth, and there was a slight pain and confusion when it was running.
Moreover, after her realm dropped, her sea of consciousness was severely damaged.
The injuries cannot be recovered, the flow of spiritual energy is blocked, and cultivation stops.
No wonder Ning Qingmeng is so cruel.
For Ning Qingmeng, who has always been regarded as a favored child of heaven and is arrogant and proud, this is more unbearable than death.
But for Sijiu, she didn't care at all.
All she cared about now was how to change her image in her little apprentice's mind without arousing suspicion.
To be honest, the young Shen Xinghe was a bit similar to the eight-year-old Shen Xiaohuai she had met before. Both of them looked lovable. She couldn't torture or beat and scold such a person every day.
She finished her breathing exercises, stood up and looked out the window. Before she knew it, it was already dusk.
She pushed the door open and walked out, and saw Li Chengyun kneeling in the yard.
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