Ji Qingzhuo was out of breath by his unexpected kiss, and his delicate kiss even gave her the illusion that the red air flow in the cultivation space had escaped.

When did Shen Rongyu become like this, he...does he even want to pretend?

Shen Rongyu who is calm, self-restraining and dignified like jade is very good, and Shen Rongyu who is like a red airflow is also... also very good.

Shen Rongyu's arm was across her waist, his tall figure pressed down and put her down on the bed.

When he approached Ji Qingzhuo, he felt like a vigorous beast pounced on his prey, and Ji Qingzhuo's back sank into the soft bedding... No, it didn't seem to be the bedding, but the red air flow extending from Shen Rongyu's body Wrap her tightly.

The beast locked in his heart was finally released. Ji Qingzhuo put his hand on his shoulder, and subconsciously wrapped his arms around her neck.

In the entanglement of delicate breaths, Ji Qingzhuo panted and asked him: "Xiaoyu, are you real?"

Her tone was so serious that Shen Rongyu exerted strength and bit her lips: "Of course I am serious."

The one who hugged, wrapped, and kissed her was naturally the real him.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't know why he would ask such a question, although Shen Rongyu kissed her, but this kiss was not as joyful as the one outside Xuedu.

Maybe it was because of the dream she had while she was asleep.

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't remember that dream anymore, but what happened in the dream still engraved some memories in her mind.

Shen Rongyu's pure white clothes were laid out on Ji Qingzhuo's body. Under the quilt covering her body, red air surged and gently wrapped around her waist. He kissed him very forgetfully, and Ji Qingzhuo would never refuse him , and responded to him clumsily, with the tip of her tongue gliding across his teeth.

Until there was a sound of pushing the door outside the room, Xin Yuan was holding a medicine box in his hand, he was going to change Ji Qingzhuo's medicine, but...

"Fellow Daoist Shen, she is a patient." As a medical practitioner, Xin Yuan really couldn't...could not accept such a thing, "What are you doing?"

Shen Rongyu's lips moved away from Ji Qingzhuo's chin, and when she got up, she pulled the quilt in her arms up a bit to cover her face.

When Ji Qingzhuo heard Xin Yuan's voice, her brain froze. Before she could think clearly why Shen Rongyu...why kissed her, when she kissed her like this, someone came outside.

She was already thin-skinned, her cheeks were flushed under the quilt, and her heart was pounding.

"Friend Daoist Xin." Shen Rongyu called Xin Yuan, "Are you here to change her medicine?"

"Yes." Xin Yuan handed the medicine box to Shen Rongyu outside the door, cleverly not going in, "This medicine will be replaced every four hours during these three days."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, are you coming?" Xin Yuan asked him.

When Shen Rongyu carried Ji Qingzhuo to Rongxin Valley, he could see that the relationship between Shen Rongyu and Ji Qingzhuo was unusual.

Shen Rongyu was originally a person who didn't show his emotions, but when he hugged Ji Qingzhuo and asked him for help, his eyes contained despair and anxiety.

Xuan Yunzong was well-known, and Shen Rongyu's identity was so special, so he recognized him at a glance.

Shen Rongyu took the medicine box from Xin Yuan's hand and nodded.

Xin Yuan left, and Shen Rongyu came over to change Ji Qingzhuo's dressing. They will stay in Rongxin Valley for a few days, and after a few days, he will take her back to... Yunzeyu.

In Yunzeyu, there is a treasure house in the ruins of the former imperial palace of the Dongshan royal family, where the wealth accumulated by the Dongshan royal family for thousands of years is buried. The prescription for Ji Qingzhuo’s eyes is still missing a medicine, only the treasure house of the Dongshan royal family has a surplus keep.

Xin Yuan also wanted this medicine, so he offered to help Ji Qingzhuo heal his eyes as a condition in exchange for this medicine, part of which was used to heal Ji Qingzhuo's injuries, and the other part he wanted to stay and find a way to cultivate.

Shen Rongyu didn't want to go back to the site of the Dongshan royal family, but he wanted to heal Ji Qingzhuo's eyes, so he had to take her back.

While giving her the medicine, he told her about his plans for the future.

Ji Qingzhuo lay obediently on the bed, even though Shen Rongyu kissed her just now, she didn't dare to ask him why he kissed her anymore.

What if... is still the original answer?

Ji Qingzhuo tightly clenched her hand under the quilt, Shen Rongyu noticed her frowning slightly, thought it was his action of applying the medicine that hurt her, so he asked, "It hurts?"

Ji Qingzhuo frowned and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Shen Rongyu wrapped up the bandage, touched the tip of her ear with the hand hovering beside her ear, and moved it all the way down, following the outline of her ear, tracing to her beautiful jawline.

"Then continue?" he asked.

Ji Qingzhuo didn't understand what he meant, and asked with some doubts: "What to continue?"

Shen Rongyu leaned over, kissed her chin, and pecked lightly: "What happened just now."

Ji Qingzhuo clenched her hand into a fist and pressed it against his forehead, she asked, "Is it still the same as before?"

"I lied to you before." Shen Rongyu followed her ear and bit the tip of her ear.

I lied to her before, that's another reason... Ji Qingzhuo understood, the corners of her lips raised a little unconsciously, and she just closed her eyes, she found that when Shen Rongyu kissed her, Shen Rongyu always There is a lot of spiritual energy surging, yes, when they are unconscious, Shen Rongyu is also helping her practice.

After the kiss was over, Ji Qingzhuo asked him, "It's time to practice."

"In such a hurry?" Shen Rongyu didn't know why Ji Qingzhuo was preoccupied with cultivation.

Ji Qingzhuo thought, anyway, there seems to be no difference between practicing this way and practicing that way, so it's better to go to the practice space, which is more efficient.

She wants to become stronger, at least... to reach the golden core stage sooner.

The moonlight was clear and cold, spilling into the window lattice, on the bed in the house, Shen Rongyu hugged her, and the two fell into the cultivation space together.

At the same time, in the distant Xuedu Imperial Palace, new monks also came.

When Yin Muchen came outside Xuedu, she already felt that the dragon's veins had been lost. She guessed...the Emperor Liang was dead.

As for why she died, she already understood.

Yu Sukong stood beside her, only thinking of another person, Ji Qingzhuo...

He said to Yin Muchen: "I didn't feel my apprentice's breath."

The accident in Xuedu has not been reported yet, and no one knows what happened.

"I'm afraid it's not too good, Sukong, let's go and have a look." Yin Muchen squeezed his eyebrows, and walked towards Xuedu.

In the Lan's mansion in Xuedu, Yin Muchen saw Meng Yaolan. At this moment, she pressed her thin lips tightly and looked at Meng Lian's body in the main room. His heart was pulled out by Shen Rongyu's bone claws, and he died on the spot.

Naturally, Meng Yaolan knew who did this, but... there was an evil spirit outside the city, and the traces left outside Xuedu City showed that it was the evil spirit that fought with Meng Lian.

Seeing Yin Muchen coming, she put her hands behind her back, straightened her back, turned her head, and called out: "Master."

Yin Muchen led Yu Sukong and exchanged glances with Meng Yaolan. Under the candlelight at night, this young girl had a solemn and dignified face. Yin Muchen looked at her, almost thinking that he saw his own house sealed in the downstairs of Yuanduan. senior sister.

Like... so similar, the mood and temperament are almost exactly the same, and they are both from the Meng family, and their eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar.

Yin Muchen frowned slightly, she didn't like Meng Yuanwu, so she also didn't like Meng Yaolan in front of her, this had nothing to do with the competition between peers, it was just a personal emotion.

She stepped forward, glanced at Meng Yaolan, and asked, "Where are Rong Yu and Qing Zhuo?"

At this time, Meng Yaolan had changed from the red dress she was wearing on purpose, and only put on white clothes. She smiled and said to Yin Muchen: "Master, something happened, Miss Ji's eyes were injured, and Shen Rongyu is taking her to the snow. Liang Yu seeks a doctor to heal his injuries."

"Eyes?" Yu Sukong stood aside, his originally indifferent and far-sighted gaze became a little aggressive. He looked at Meng Yaolan, "How did you get hurt?"

"Miss Ji's eyes were not good before. I dealt with the candle moth and the Emperor Liang who was bewitched by the candle moth. Maybe she couldn't accept it...or maybe she had seen too much snow light and got snow blindness. In short, she suddenly couldn't see. Shen Rongyu took her away." Meng Yaolan said calmly.

Yin Muchen still wanted to speak, but in a few words, she quickly grasped the situation here, and took advantage of the situation to put the dominance of the words on herself—even though the head and elders of the Xuanyun Sect were in front of her, it seemed that she had been talking for a long time. Before, she was in control of everything like this.

"Master Yin, Elder Su, Miss Ji's eye injury is indeed just an accident, but... the elder of my Meng family was injured, so it is not an accident." Meng Yaolan said calmly, "Meng Lian, my uncle, is a cultivator of the fifth stage of the tribulation period. Because, he died tragically outside Xuedu City, and was clawed out by the demon."

Yu Sukong looked at Meng Lian's body, not caring about it at all, he wanted to ask about Ji Qingzhuo's situation again, but Yin Muchen stopped him, and it was indeed Meng Lian's death that was more important right now.

"Who killed it?" Yin Muchen asked.

"The traces outside the city show that it was a fight with an evil spirit, but... Shen Rongyu took Miss Ji and passed there too." Meng Yaolan pointed.

Yu Sukong didn't understand what she meant at all. He was a monster himself, and his thinking was naturally very different from that of a human: "So my apprentice is fine."

Meng Yaolan: "..."

She smiled: "They are safe and sound, they should have gone to Xueliang Domain."

"Oh." Yu Sukong's eyes returned to their usual indifference.

"The evil spirits in the Tribulation Stage are cruel, and it is indeed difficult for a single monk of the same level to match them." Yin Muchen has fought many powerful evil spirits single-handedly, so she knows how difficult it is to destroy evil spirits.

"So, Miss Meng, how did the monarch of Xuedu die?" Before coming here, Yin Muchen had already gone to the Xuedu Imperial Palace to investigate, and also collected many details left behind at the scene.

Although the outcome of this matter was exactly as Meng Yaolan expected, but... the process was different. She firmly believed that Liang Xing had a deal with Zhu Mo.

Therefore, she sabotaged the result of the deal, let the power of the contract backfire, and killed the candle moth first. As for the Liang Xing who made the deal with the demon, she deserved to die. She decided whether to protect him or not according to her mood.

However, Ji Qingzhuo was able to use the paper lantern in her hand to block the backlash of the power of the contract, which was beyond her expectations.

There was another unexpected thing happened. The power of the contract was the first to counterattack Liang Xing. He did not cut off the flesh and blood of the candle moth, but used his own blood to provide power for the transaction, so it was useless for Ji Qingzhuo to protect the candle moth. She protected the wrong person.

It's ridiculous for a mortal to want to protect the evil spirits, Meng Yaolan thought so.