Qingfeng faction.
Lu Qingyun was sitting in a bamboo house, looking down at the book in his hand. The morning light came in, and the room was peaceful and peaceful. The only thing that was a bit inconsistent was that there was a mummy lying on the bed not far from him.
The mummy couldn't even lie down, its legs were hung up high.
His arms were bulging, and his face had a lifeless look of having no desire for anything.
He has quite the demeanor of a top male god.
Suddenly, the mummy on the bed moved. Lu Qingyun calmly raised his hand and released his spiritual power to fix its moving leg.
I don’t know how this man dragged the two broken legs to kill the evil cultivator.
Shen Qing opened his eyes and saw a completely unfamiliar roof.
"Evil cultivator! Evil cultivator!!!"
She howled and was about to jump out of bed, but was held down by Lu Qingyun, who had a slight headache.
"If you don't want to become disabled, just be honest."
Hearing the familiar voice, Shen Qing was about to turn his head, but Lu Qingyun pressed his forehead, "Your neck is also injured, don't turn your head."
"Lu Qingyun?"
"Um."
"Where is this? Why am I here?"
"Qingfeng Sect, I met you when I was hunting down evil cultivators, and I brought you back."
Lu Qingyun had never seen such a tragic scene in his life. It really allowed him to witness a concrete version of "bloody battle" with his own eyes.
Because of this courage, he didn't believe that Shen Qing would be as shameless as Ye Han and Chen Yue said.
"Um, have you informed my master and them?"
"Send someone."
"Hey, don't..." Shen Qing said and was about to sit up again, but Lu Qingyun pushed him back to the bed.
"What's wrong?"
"Forget it, it's okay." Since he hadn't gone back for two days, they would definitely be worried. It would be nice if Lu Qingyun informed him, so they wouldn't have to search everywhere.
At this time, in the Hehuan Sect, Xuan Ling, Yun Xi and Wen Xin looked at each other.
Xuan Ling cleared his throat and asked the disciple sent by Qingfeng to deliver the message: "Are you saying that Shen Qing was injured outside and is currently resting in the Qingfeng Sect?"
The disciple said: "Yes."
"Is the injury serious?"
"No fundamental damage was done."
Xuan Ling's eyes lit up when he heard this. Does that mean it's not heavy?
Okay, okay, since it's not serious, let's take a break in Qingfeng Sect first, so that old guys like them can take a breather.
It would be great if you could refine the broken elixir less!
"Well, thank you for your hard work. I will pick up my disciples later." Xuan Ling said.
"Then I'll resign."
"Go ahead, go ahead." Xuan Ling waved his hand.
"Luoyu doesn't know yet, right? Don't tell him this in advance..."
"If he asks, we will tell him..."
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Shen Qing stayed in Qingfeng Sect for a month.
Because she was squeezing too hard, her spiritual roots became awkward. She couldn't use any of her spiritual power this month, just like Xu Gou.
He was also ordered not to take pills and has been paralyzed for a month.
The bandages were only removed in the past few days, leaving only two legs still unable to move.
Shen Qing was sitting in a wheelchair leisurely watching the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect practicing swordsmanship, causing the surrounding disciples to look at her frequently.
During halftime, they discussed it.
"Who is that person in front of you?"
"I don't know, but I think she's so mean. When we were practicing swordplay just now, she kept eating next to us."
"That's right! Go and give advice to Senior Brother and see if you can tell her to stay away."
"No, senior brother is so scary. I stutter whenever I talk to him."
"Me too, what should I do?"
"...If you can't bear it any longer, just forget it."
Lu Qingyun happened to pass by and heard clearly: "..."
He walked to Shen Qing's side and asked, "Can you stop eating here?"
Shen Qing raised his head: "What are you doing?"
"We can't even concentrate on our sword practice."
"That's because you still lack exercise."
Lu Qingyun: "·······"
"When heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to this person, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin. Do you understand? You see, a person like me who is lazy and has no desire to make progress or progress will be I only deserve to sit in a wheelchair and watch you practice swordplay."
She said: "Do you know, I envy you so much! You can run, jump and pursue a free life freely!"
Lu Qingyun was speechless, he couldn't tell that this guy was envious at all.
It's hard to connect such a smooth-talking guy with the person he met that day.
"I'm so envious!"
The old man Shenhu suddenly appeared, grabbed the snacks from Shen Qing's arms and ran away.
The talisman on the storage bag automatically expired after the death of the evil cultivator. When the old man Shenhu learned that Niuniu died, he blamed himself so much that he returned to the storage bag and was imprisoned.
It was just opened by the old man Lingguo in the past two days.
"Hey, you, you, you!"
Shen Qing was furious and anxiously turned his wheelchair to chase him.
Suddenly, a person appeared in front of her and blocked her way.
Shen Qing raised his head and looked at the arrogant woman in front of him, "Uh, hello."
"Hello... Humph! Don't interrupt! Are you Shen Qing?!"
Lin Yinyin heard Shen Qing's words and subconsciously replied "Hello". After saying this, she realized that she was here to cause trouble! What the hell are you saying hello to each other? !
"Ah, yes, I am Shen Qing. May I ask who you are?"
"I'm Lin Yinyin!"
"Oh, it turns out to be Miss Lin. I've long heard that Fairy Miaoyin from the Qingfeng Sect is smart, kind and smart. I've admired her for a long time."
Shen Qing understood again, this time it was Shen Yue's best friend who came to the door.
Lin Yinyin, in the original work, is very close to the heroine. She is the daughter of the head of the Qingfeng Sect and part-time junior sister. She is arrogant and domineering, but she is a bit stupid. The original work uses the word "jiaohan" to describe her.
"Ah, thank you... No! Stop pretending! Tell me! Why don't you save Yueyue!"
If she hadn't gone to the forbidden area of the back mountain to steal the secret treasure of the Zhen sect, Yueyue would have been really in trouble!
Daddy even locked her up for two months for this!
Shen Qing blinked: "It's not that I don't want to save, but that there's actually nothing I can do!"
"How could it be? Didn't you say that your Hehuan Sect has that so-and-so pill? Just give it to Yueyue!"
"You also said it was from the Hehuan Sect. How could a young disciple of mine know where they hid the elixir?"
"Ah, is that so?"
"Is such that."
Shen Qing sighed and said: "I have watched Shen Yue grow up. How can I not feel bad for her when she is injured? But I can't help it! So many of you masters are at your wits' end. Even if I am anxious in the Hehuan Sect, It’s no use breaking my head! I’m useless!”
What she said was sincere and touching.
Lin Yinyin was really fooled, "Huh? So that's it. It seems that we all misunderstood you. Why didn't you say anything?"
"What can I say? Do I want to tell everyone how much I care and love my sister when I meet them? Real care is always reflected in actions. Who can't say it with words? But what's the use?"
Ouch! Shen Qing almost vomited himself!
It’s true that people have to bow their heads under the eaves! It simply insulted her reputation as Shen Qing's upright person!
"Don't worry, your sister is fine. I gave her the Silver Snow Pill."
