"You..." Yan Yueli frowned slightly, pursed her red lips, and hesitated for only half a breath before waving her hand to summon the Canglan Sword, and the blue light quickly streaked towards the bottom of the valley...
"Palace Master!" Wang Yuanting exclaimed and hurriedly chased after him. When he arrived, Yan Yueli had already held Ji Beichen firmly in his arms.
"Is it worth it?" Yan Yueli murmured incessantly. Looking at the fainted young man in his arms, a different thought arose in his heart. Could it be that these decent immortals would really give up everything for the faith in their hearts?
"Palace Master, this boy is incompatible with you, and he wanted to hurt you just now, so we'd better leave him alone." Wang Yuanting persuaded him earnestly. Seeing Yan Yueli's obsession with this boy getting deeper and deeper, he couldn't help but start to worry.
Yan Yueli smiled disapprovingly and said: "That would be more interesting! Imagine how interesting it would be to train a sanctimonious sword cultivator from the Immortal Sect into a member of the Yan Yue Sect who obeys my orders? His muscles and veins are completely destroyed, and it is troublesome for Senior Brother to carry his back. He has returned to Yan Yuezong."
"Palace Master, Ji Beichen is a disciple of the Cangxu Sect. How can we bring him back to the Yanyue Sect? What if the people of the Cangxu Sect know that they can't explain it?" Seeing Yan Yueli's words, Wang Yuanting burst into tears. Yes, they got into big trouble this time when they came out of the valley.
Although I don’t know why Yan Yueli insists on doing this, Yan Yueli is not an unreasonable person on weekdays. If the "four elders" of the sect know this, they will have to get involved with the palace master, and he and Junior Sister Qingxi will not be able to escape accountability. .
"According to what you said, our Yan Yue Sect is afraid of them? Is it possible that you also think that Yan Yue Sect is a demon sect and are afraid of those decent sects of the immortal sect?" Yan Yueli pretended to be angry, frowning slightly, which made people feel unspeakably distressed. You have to dare to say something to refute again.
"Palace Master really misunderstood me, okay, I'll just carry it." Wang Yuanting lowered his head with a look of reluctance, but he couldn't resist this annoying "little witch", so he could only accept his fate and be the one who was taken advantage of.
He took Ji Beichen and carried it on his back, and couldn't help but breathe out a sigh of sadness from the bottom of his heart. The women in this world may not even be able to tell the difference between right and wrong even the "yin and yang judge" in the underworld!
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At the foot of Jiujie Mountain, Shen Qingxi sat on the bluestone on the shore, with her bare feet, happily kicking the cool river water, throwing the pebbles casually, causing ripples on the water. The bright sunshine shone on her body, and the golden butterfly embroidered on the pink dress was particularly dazzling. She took out the jade flute in her arms and put it to her mouth and blew it gently.
Immediately, the sound of birds chirping came from the forest, gradually approaching Shen Qingxi from far away, landing on the branches and her shoulders. Suddenly, two rays of light shot straight down from Lin Yuan Peak, and the birds were frightened and flew high. , the melodious flute sound also stopped suddenly.
"Junior sister Qingxi is really in a good mood." Wang Yuanting stared at the pair of pink feet in the water with shock. Although the scene was beautiful, he was not in the mood to praise it.
Shen Qingxi saw at a glance the young man in blood-stained white clothes on his back, and her anxious heart immediately rose to her throat. The two of them turned around and brought back a "waste". Judging from the clothes he wore, he was still a disciple of the Cangxu Sect. She really thought highly of Wang Yuanting.
"Where did you pick up this useless person?" Shen Qingxi carefully moved over to take a look. The boy's closed eyes, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his weak breath, and the almost imperceptible energy all showed that this person was extremely seriously injured.
"The true energy is exhausted, the breath is disordered, and the muscles and bones are damaged. Even if this person is saved, he will not be disabled but will be disabled." Shen Qingxi waved her hand gently. She could feel that this person had no desire to live. He came out of the Ghost Doctor Tomb in Lihun Valley. Disciples never force themselves to be with anyone, whether they are living or dead.
"Senior Sister Shen, it took me a lot of effort to get him back. Think of a way!" Yan Yueli frowned slightly and grabbed Shen Qingxi's arm and refused to let go.
Shen Qingxi always had no idea about her, so she took out a pill and fed it to Ji Beichen, then smiled bitterly and said: "If the palace master wants him to live, I will find a way, but it will take more time, and I can't go back to Yan Yue Valley for the time being. And ordinary people can’t take care of her, so it’s up to senior brother to do the hard work.”
"Junior Sister Qingxi's orders are all." Wang Yuanting had no choice but to accept his fate at this time. Since the three of them had reached an agreement, they didn't waste much time. They took out their magic weapons and went down the mountain. Three rays of light instantly disappeared in the clouds and mist of Jiujie Mountain...
