Senior Sister Zhantai’s... news?
Lingchu froze on the spot for a moment, the smile in his eyes solidified in an instant, and then spread to boundless joy.
"Is it true? Senior brother, is there any news about Senior Sister Mingyue?"
Lingchu pulled Gu Tianqiu's sleeve, the joy on his face and the joy in his words were not concealed, and his eyes were as bright as the stars shining in the dark night.
Zhan Tai Mingyue has been disappearing without a trace since the ancient battlefield space collapsed.
The only good thing is that her life fire remains as stable as ever, indicating that there is no danger to her life.
It's just that there has been no news. At this time, no news is actually good news.
Now, there is news.
Lingchu never expected that he would learn such news just after returning to the sect from Luoyao City.
Gu Tianqiu's eyebrows were soft, and he stretched out his hand to rub Lingchu's head, "It's just that we don't know the specific situation yet, junior sister, you...don't have too much hope."
This sentence made Lingchu sober up. Gu Tianqiu didn't want to interrupt Lingchu's joy, but he was even more worried. What if the junior sister had too much hope but got bad news? The impact will probably be even greater.
Out of such worries, Gu Tianqiu still poured cold water on Lingchu.
Lingchu was a very thoughtful person, so he naturally understood why his senior brother spoke like this. The joy in his heart calmed down a little, and he looked at Gu Tianqiu and smiled.
"I know, senior brother, don't worry."
Lingchu nodded obediently, without the anger in his eyes after being poured cold water on him.
Gu Tianqiu was relieved to see her. The younger junior sister had always been well-behaved and sensible. It really made him, who had watched his second junior brother Yan Bei for decades, feel extremely satisfied.
Junior sister is still cute and annoying.
"Little apprentice! You are back!"
Before a few people could say a few more words, they saw a joyful voice coming from the sky. Duanyi Zhenjun was like a stream of light, and quickly landed in front of Lingchu. With a smile on his face, he swept the Lingchu hugged him.
Afterwards, Zhenjun Duanyi pulled Lingchu up and down, left and right, and looked at it carefully.
While looking at it, he kept nodding, "Not bad, not bad. There are no missing arms or legs. My cultivation has improved. I feel very pleased to be my master."
Zhenjun Duanyi was talking nonchalantly, his long eyebrows that slanted into his temples spread out, his whole body softened, and he patted Lingchu's head happily.
Lingchu, who had his head rubbed and patted several times:...
She really wanted to say, Master, senior brother, this habit is not good, and it can lead to baldness.
"Okay, don't stand at the door and talk. Let's go in and talk slowly. Little apprentice, you have to tell Master about your experiences in the past ten years. Master, I am not with you, but I am worried about you." Duan Yi Zhenjun still looks casual and straightforward, and speaks very directly.
He pulled Lingchu into the main hall and sat on the couch. He also reached out and patted his side, motioning for Lingchu to sit over.
Lingchu did not sit on the couch, but sat on the footrest of Zhenjun Duanyi, then hugged Zhenjun Duanyi's thighs and rested his head on Zhenjun Duanyi's legs.
Neither Gu Tianqiu nor Feng He followed him into the hall, so no one else saw Lingchu's appearance at this moment.
When there was only one Duanyi Zhenjun left in the hall, the smile on Lingchu's face gradually disappeared, and he leaned on Zhenjun Duanyi's legs in silence.
Like a kitten looking for comfort.
It was also the first time for Zhenjun Duanyi that a disciple was so close to her. After a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, only softness remained in his eyes.
Although she was a Nascent Soul cultivator with a lifespan of more than a thousand years, she still had softness in her heart. Seeing the rare fragile look on her little apprentice who was always smiling and welcoming in the past, she secretly sighed in her heart.
Stretching out his hand, Zhenjun Duanyi slowly and gently stroked Lingchu's silky blue hair, his palms soft and warm.
There are many elders around Lingchu, but there are very few female elders, and there are even fewer female elders who are close to her.
When she was young, she was Huan Niang.
When you get older, you become a master.
Although Master Duanyi Zhenjun is not as gentle as Huan Niang, he is able to travel thousands of miles to look for traces of Lingchu after Lingchu disappeared. He treats Lingchu with love and kindness, and is generous and easy-going. .
In Lingchu's heart, Duanyi Zhenjun was an excellent master.
After staying in Luoyao City for ten years, she thought about the resentment and depression accumulated in her heart for ten years, the life and death she witnessed with her own eyes in these ten years, the close friends and acquaintances she lost during these ten years. She thought about it for a long time, but she could only correct it. Yizhenjun revealed a little.
Zhenjun Duanyi has lived for hundreds of years, and he has seen so many things in the world with his eyes.
When I sent my young apprentice to Luoyao City, I had already anticipated what would happen today.
However, her little apprentice still exceeded her expectations.
Zhenjun Duanyi originally thought that what he saw would be a taciturn little disciple with a face filled with evil spirits or depression. Unexpectedly, his little disciple could still maintain the clarity between his eyebrows, although there was still a trace of anger in his eyes. A hint of darkness.
However, such a young disciple has far exceeded Zhenjun Duanyi's expectations.
She knew that her little apprentice had a good character, but she didn't expect him to be so outstanding.
"Tell me about your experience in Luoyao City. Master is listening." Zhenjun Duanyi said in a rare soft voice.
Lingchu felt the master's tenderness, and there was a faint warmth in his eyes. Then he shook his head slightly, raised his head slightly and glanced at Zhenjun Duanyi, and said in a soft voice, "Master, please tell me first, Senior Sister Mingyue. news."
Lowering his head and seeing the expectant look in his young disciple's eyes, Zhenjun Duanyi paused his hand slightly and said, "There were disciples in the sect who were good at deductions who once deduced the whereabouts of Zhan Tai, but they were always disturbed by something. , it is difficult to deduce, and it was not until recently that we had a vague idea of the direction.”
Zhenjun Duanyi looked at his young apprentice's bright eyes and continued, "I just have a general direction. There is no news about the rest."
This is just a small piece of news, neither good news nor bad news.
Lingchu nodded, there was still hope in his eyes, but no disappointment.
Good news.
Zhenjun Duanyi liked his young apprentice's character very much and said with a smile, "It's in the east. The sect has ordered all the disciples in the east to pay more attention, and also sent a message to the floating palace and sword in the east. If you fast, they will help you and pay more attention."
Although there are big and small nasties among the five immortal sects, generally speaking, everyone still pays great attention to good looks.
There is no conflict of interests involved, and they are still very friendly. They are just a disciple, a free favor.
However, if it were Chi Yang Dao Sect, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to talk to.
