Chapter 41 is not a big problem.
Qing'er smiled, looking at Li Lianhua with a half-smile, and teased, "A broken hand is a small matter, I'm afraid your tears will drown me, Sect Leader Li!"
Speaking of which, Qing'er has seen Li Lianhua cry quite a bit since they met. Is Li Lianhua really that prone to crying?
Now Li Lianhua's ears turned red, and her face turned red too. She felt very uncomfortable. It was indeed quite embarrassing to cry in front of a girl.
Qing'er's gaze fell on Li Lianhua's flushed face. Not only were his ears as red as ripe apples, but his cheeks were also flushed with a shy blush, like a ripe peach, making one want to take a bite. "Pah, pah, pah!" Qing'er spat inwardly a few times, shaking her head violently, as if trying to force out what was on her mind.
Li Lianhua, who was still wondering if she should find a hole to crawl into, was confused by her action and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Miss Qing'er?"
"Cough cough~ It's nothing," Qing'er said guiltily, touching her nose. She couldn't very well say she wanted to bite his face; what if she was seen as a pervert?
Li Lianhua knew she wasn't telling the truth, but she didn't press further, since everyone has secrets.
Wan Shengdao
"Get out! You're all trash!" Shan Gudao roared, his face contorted with rage.
Ever since Qing'er crippled his martial arts and threw him out of Hidden Mountain, Shan Gudao was taken back by Feng Qing, who arrived on the scene. Moreover, Qing'er deliberately crippled his legs as well, ensuring they would never be healed. He was unwilling to accept being crippled like this and sought help from many people without success. As a result, he became more and more irritable each day, killing people at the drop of a hat, causing panic among the Wansheng Daoist.
Looking at Shan Gudao, Feng Qing wondered if such a person could really achieve great things. But he shook his head helplessly. This was a descendant of the Southern Yin royal family. They had always been loyal to Southern Yin. Even if their lord was deposed, they could only grit their teeth and continue.
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and find a solution!" Shan Gudao looked at Feng Qing, who was standing there in a daze, and his anger flared up. They were all useless.
"Yes," Feng Qing replied, bowing slightly before stepping away.
Returning to Cloud Hidden Mountain, Li Lianhua and Qing'er chatted and drank wine. As they drank, Li Lianhua realized the wine was gone, so she looked at Qing'er beside her. Qing'er shrugged and said, "It's all gone." These two bottles of wine were given to her by a patient from her time as a traveling doctor in the mortal realm. The patient's family brewed wine, and the patient gave them to her as a token of gratitude. These were the last two bottles.
"Wait a moment, I'll be right back." Li Lianhua leaped down and disappeared from Qing'er's sight.
Qing'er looked puzzled as to where he was going, but didn't pay much attention. She looked up at the stars in the sky, remembering that she had been suddenly sent here by the Heavenly Dao. She wondered if her mother and sisters had noticed that she was missing? Were they worried? What she didn't know was that, let alone worry, no one had noticed that she was missing yet. Even if they did, they would just assume that she had either gone into seclusion to cultivate or had descended to the mortal realm. Besides, with her cultivation level, it was better to worry about others than her.
"What are you thinking about?" It turned out that Li Lianhua had returned, and seeing Qing'er's absent-minded look, she couldn't help but ask. Qing'er snapped out of her reverie, her eyes lighting up as she looked at the wine in Li Lianhua's hand. "Where did you get this wine?" Li Lianhua smiled and shook the wine in her hand, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes. "My master hid it."
Qing'er's eyes lit up immediately, and she exclaimed excitedly, "The wine your master hid must be good wine! Open it quickly!" Li Lianhua smiled and opened the wine jar, and a rich aroma of wine instantly filled the air. Qing'er took a deep breath and praised, "It really is good wine." As she spoke, she reached for the wine bowl, but accidentally touched Li Lianhua's hand. Their hands touched, and both of them felt as if they had been electrocuted, quickly pulling back. Qing'er wasn't bothered; after all, she had seen all sorts of strange people when she was a traveling doctor in the mortal realm, and her skin had become thicker and thicker. It was just a touch of the hand, no big deal. She just hadn't reacted yet. Li Lianhua, however, was different. He was still too thin-skinned and hadn't yet become the cunning old fox he would be later, so he was a little flustered.
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