In the end, Ling Gu Yue was allowed to see Xiao Qi.
Now that she is older, it is no longer appropriate for her to hug and cuddle with her senior brothers. The senior brothers have gotten used to it and couldn't control it for a while, so they should pay more attention in the future.
What? Looking for a fairy?
If it doesn't work, it won't work, it will only slow down her cultivation speed.
Besides, let alone her focus on cultivation, she has no intention of finding a partner. Even if she does, it won't be the senior brother. His temperament is like a central air conditioner that treats everyone well. How resentful would it be to be his partner?
The moment she saw Xiao Qi, Gu Yue pursed her lips and cried out, "Xiao Qi!"
The familiar voice made Xiao Qi's body stiffen instantly. Is my sister awake? Do you know that her cultivation is broken?
But the next moment, a soft and warm body nestled into her arms, "Xiao Qi, silly Xiao Qi, why are you so stupid."
She had already heard what Han Qianlong said. In order to delay Chunyu Yaoye, Xiao Qi directly sacrificed his two arms and replaced them with Chunyu Yaoye's two arms exploding.
How painful that must be.
What Gu Yue didn't know was that she was now feeling sorry for Xiao Qi, but her senior brothers were all feeling sorry for her.
I hope her screams will not last too long throughout the entire sect.
…
After Ling Guyue visited the sect over and over again, and listened to the disciples in the Alchemy Hall, the Weapon Refining Hall and the Talisman Making Hall call him "Senior Sister" or "Master Uncle" countless times, Zhenzun Luopan finally returned.
He didn't look very good. After throwing an orange fruit to Ling Guyue, he told her to eat it and went back to the yard without saying anything else.
Gu Yue was a little uneasy, "My master, is he injured? His face looks so bad."
"Don't worry Yue'er." Han Qianlong comforted him: "There are not many people in the entire world of lower immortals who can hurt Uncle Sixth Master, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
She was still worried. People couldn't defeat them, but what about monsters? Where is the beast? As long as it exists in the world, it is definitely not invincible.
Ling Gu Yue was not in the mood to watch Xiao Qi suppress her cultivation any more. She ate the fruit in a few bites and asked Han Qianlong to take her back to the courtyard of Zhenzun Luopan.
However, in the past, this courtyard was just like her own courtyard, but now a ban has been set up, covering the entire courtyard including the mountain behind the courtyard, so that no one else can enter at all.
Including Ling Guyue.
"Master, what happened to him? Is he seriously injured? Why did he lock himself up?"
She was distraught.
The transmission note in the storage space suddenly moved.
Ling Gu Yue took it out, and it was the message transmitted by Zhenzun Luopan, and she couldn't wait to listen.
"Master, there is nothing wrong. There is no need to worry. You will be released in ten days. Yue'er, do you know your mistake? If you don't know, I will give you ten days to react. If you still don't know after ten days, our fate as master and disciple will be over."
The words he said were extremely indifferent, and even the question about asking her if she knew she was wrong could not reveal any emotional fluctuations, so there was no trace of the relationship between master and disciple being over.
Master, doesn’t he want her anymore?
Ling Gu Yue stayed there stupidly, with tears falling down. She was nine years old when she first crossed over. In order to avoid Chunyu's family, she attended the disciple recruitment meeting. She was taken in advance by the fifth elder before she had even seen the disciple recruitment meeting. Walk.
Then he became a disciple of Zhenzun Luopan.
For four years, Zhenzun Luopan has been her dearest and most respected person. He has been inseparable from her bones and blood for a long time. When she suddenly said such words, suddenly...
"It's wrong, I'm wrong, Master, I'm wrong, don't drive me away!" Ling Guyue went from sobbing softly to bursting into tears outside the confinement. Her miserable voice made people feel pity for her.
However, within the restriction, the familiar face of Zhenzun Luopan was clearly close at hand, but Lone Moon could not see it.
After he finished transmitting the message, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
Chunyu Qingsong appeared out of thin air, frowning, "Senior brother, are you being too hasty?"
"I..." Zhenzun Luopan closed his eyes, "Time is running out."
(End of chapter)
