Chapter 348 Perhaps he's worried about seeing these things.
It really is beautiful.
A gentle breeze blew in from outside the window, causing Yu Yan's sleeves to flutter.
Two or three bluish-purple bruises were faintly reflected in the little beast's eyes.
He froze, then his body trembled violently as if he had been subjected to some kind of extreme torture.
Yu Yan lifted him up with concern, and asked softly, face to face,
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ji Wuye couldn't hear what Yu Yan was saying at all.
My mind is filled with the bruises that flashed by just now.
He couldn't possibly be mistaken.
The mottled green and purple patches were extremely glaring.
No wonder Master made me wear the jade bracelet; he was probably worried that I would see these things!
Who did it?
It must be Shen Qingyi!
The little beast clenched all four paws, its eyes blazing with fury, and deep within it, a shattered pain.
He affectionately nuzzled Yu Yan's arm.
He tormented himself as he speculated about the persecution his master might have suffered over the years.
Two tears welled up in the corner of the water unicorn's eye, only to be caught by a warm, smooth finger.
"Why are you crying?" Yu Yan asked worriedly.
"Wuye, if you're not feeling well, why don't you change back?"
"Master, there's no need to overthink it. I am a water unicorn, and when I transform into my original form, I naturally have more water."
Ji Wuye made up a random excuse to get by.
The man's voice was muffled and hesitant, and Yu Yan always felt that he was just giving her a perfunctory answer.
What a childish reason.
Yu Yan couldn't help but think of Feng Su's equally childish behavior when he transformed into a dumpling.
He felt relieved and even somewhat accepted Ji Wuye's explanation.
She gently placed the little animal back on her lap, stroking its head lightly with her fingers.
Ji Wuye silently snuggled into Yu Yan's arms, surrounded by the fragrance of peach blossoms. He turned his head and buried himself in Yu Yan's embrace.
Qifeng
Zi Lan's heart skipped a beat when she saw Li Ze coming over.
"Is that Senior Sister back?"
Li Ze shook his head, and Zi Lan's disappointment was visibly evident. Then she heard the other party say...
"Uncle-Master, Master has ordered me to come and retrieve the sword."
Zi Lan felt a void in her heart.
He had assumed she would come to pick it up herself.
The man in purple nodded, and then a spirit sword appeared in his hand.
The sudden chill made Li Ze shiver involuntarily.
He reached out to take it, but Zilan blocked him.
Zi Lan: "Previously, I thought it would be my senior sister who came to take the sword, so I did not seal the spirit sword."
Li Ze understood and took a step back.
Zi Lan made a hand seal, and the moment the seal landed on the sword, all the cold air instantly subsided.
Li Ze then accepted it.
The spirit sword is forged from ten-thousand-year-old cold iron. It feels heavy in the hand, but looks extremely light and thin.
His gaze swept over the patterns on the spirit sword, a hint of envy in his eyes. Judging from the chilling aura emanating from the sword just now, this sword was probably meant for his senior brother.
Li Ze gripped the sword hilt tightly, his fox-like eyes darting around as if deep in thought.
He was also a sword cultivator, although his master usually focused more on formations with him.
He also wanted his master to bestow a sword upon him.
Watching Li Ze turn to leave, Zi Lan suddenly spoke up.
"Nephew, wait a minute."
Li Ze turned around: "Does Martial Uncle have anything else to tell me?"
"Do you know where your master is now?" Zi Lan asked.
The other person shook their head.
Zi Lan lowered her eyes in disappointment. "Alright, it's alright now, nephew, let's go."
Sensing the sudden drop in the purple-clad man's mood, Li Ze pressed his thin lips together slightly.
It's not that he didn't want to talk, but the current situation didn't allow him to talk nonsense.
Main Peak
The sect leader of Wanzhao Sect sipped his tea with a smile.
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