"Senior Brother Lin, you..."
When this happened suddenly, all the busy female disciples gathered around.
Lin Bei looked around at everyone with cold eyes.
He stepped over the crying female disciple and said without a trace of pity:
"Who gave you the guts to talk about the Holy Son behind his back?"
Several older sisters could not bear to watch this and retorted:
"But you haven't..."
But before she could finish her words, Lin Bei suddenly looked at her and shouted angrily:
"Nothing? You didn't even see the sect's notice, right? Now that I'm the chosen Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect, what qualifications do you have to talk about me behind my back?"
Lin Bei's voice was very loud. He was venting his emotions and also trying to establish his authority.
The affair with the transformed centipede witch was the biggest stain in his life. Anyone who talked about it was just opening up his scars!
So he was furious.
Scolded by Lin Bei like this, these female disciples could only remain silent and slowly lowered their heads.
They wanted to refute, but they had no excuse to do so.
Indeed, as Lin Bei said, the sect’s announcement has now been clearly issued. Although Lin Bei has not yet gone through the coronation ceremony to become the sect’s Holy Son, it is already a foregone conclusion.
Once Lin Bei becomes the sect's holy son, he will become the hope of the entire sect!
His status is even higher than that of the direct disciples of the elders!
As for them, they are just outer disciples, and compared with Lin Bei, there is a huge difference between them. Even if they get beaten up for talking behind Lin Bei's back, the Law Enforcement Hall probably won't say anything.
There is no way around it. Strength is what matters everywhere.
The air in the room suddenly fell into silence.
Lin Bei knew that these people had no capital to oppose him, and he felt very comfortable and happy!
Looking back, before, everyone was an outer disciple, and he still had to consider the laws of the sect and did not dare to attack these people at will, but now it is completely different!
The feeling of controlling others is so cool!
"If anyone dares to criticize me behind my back again, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Also, the magnificent attire I wore at the Holy Son's coronation ceremony was superior to any previous Holy Sons had worn! I think you should understand what I mean!"
After Lin Bei made these harsh words, he left with a smug smile on his face.
After Lin Bei walked away, everyone helped the knocked-down young female disciple up and said indignantly:
"Lin Bei is so arrogant! He doesn't look like a Holy Son at all!"
"Bah! I used to think that Senior Brother Ning beat him too hard, but now it seems that Senior Brother Ning was too lenient. He should have been beaten to death!"
"Yeah, speaking of this, I miss Senior Brother Ning again. Although he is a little bit lecherous and takes advantage of us from time to time, he is actually a good person!"
"Stop talking about it. I feel so sorry for Senior Brother Ning. He passed away before I even had the chance to have a deep and intimate conversation with him. Sigh!"
At this moment, Ning Jie, who was far away in the Hehuan Sect, suddenly felt a burning sensation in his ears.
"Who is it, miss me?"
Ning Jie muttered to himself, not caring at all, and continued to guard Qiu Yuebai.
At this time.
Qiuyuebai, who had been sleeping peacefully, moved her slender jade fingers slightly. Ning Jie saw it and immediately moved over.
He suppressed the excitement in his tone and called out softly:
"Master?"
Qiu Yuebai lying on the bed slightly opened her tightly closed eyes. The great damage to her soul made her eyes become unfocused. It took her a long time to recover before she gradually regained her spirit.
"Disciple..."
Qiuyuebai propped up his arms and tried to sit up.
Ning Jie immediately helped Qiu Yuebai up and let her lie in his arms in a comfortable position!
"Master, you haven't recovered yet, so you'd better rest well!"
Ning Jie subconsciously held Qiu Yuebai's hand and said with concern.
But this seemingly casual and unintentional grip made Qiuyue's fair cheeks slightly red.
Although she and Ning Jie had hugged each other before, when had they ever held hands so tightly?
The warmth from Ning Jie's palm made Qiu Yuebai feel warm both physically and mentally.
This traitor... he is so warm!
Qiu Yuebai felt inexplicably emotional, then he coughed lightly and said:
"Master, I'm fine. Where are we?"
Ning Jie picked up the water on the table, slowly placed it next to Qiu Yuebai's mouth, and said softly:
"Don't worry, Master. Drink some water first and I'll follow you slowly!"
It was the first time that Qiuyuebai was lying in a man's arms and being fed water, which made her feel a little embarrassed. She always felt something was weird in her heart, so she wanted to take the cup of water herself.
But Ning Jie gently blocked her hand and said in a gentle and concerned tone:
"Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't move, I'll feed you, be good!"
Ning Jie said these words subconsciously. After all, taking care of patients requires patience.
But after hearing this, Qiu Yuebai was stunned.
She felt like something in her heart was melting...
Is this what it feels like to be cared for?
Qiu Yuebai is a Drunken Sword Immortal who is famous throughout the Tianyan Continent. Since she became famous, she has never suffered such a serious injury, and naturally, she has never been taken care of so meticulously.
Feeling Ning Jie give her some water to drink, he gently wiped away the remaining water stains from the corners of her mouth with his sleeve.
Qiuyuebai's face was as red as a peach at this moment!
This traitor is really good!
After drinking the water, Ning Jie told her in detail everything that happened after Qiu Yuebai fell into a coma.
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