Liyin is Ermeier's senior sister, and she also watched her grow up, and she understands the character of the original owner best, and now she can only nest in her room and lick her wounds when she is wronged, and she doesn't run outside Shenwu Peak, and after the morning exercise in the daily training ground, she runs back to the yard to cook medicinal soup for Ermeier, Su Yaozhu can't help but ask questions after being fed two days of decoction. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm a little injured, just an ordinary injury pill is good in my stomach, I've drunk bitter medicine for so long, and now my mouth is full of bitterness, good senior sister, can I stop drinking?"

Liyin touched her head, Ermeier used to be well-behaved but never coquettish, and she swallowed any bitterness in her stomach, but this time the matter involved the inner disciples of Qingyun Sect, and the other party's backstage was hard, even if the master had the heart to protect her, he could only calm things down, after all, even the disciples of this sect were rumored to be Ermeier shameless, seduced decent disciples, and was bumped into in broad daylight, and hurt people.

"If you don't drink, you won't drink, and your injuries are almost better, come, I'll help you remove the wound cloth and change the dressing, and by the way, see how the wound is?" Riyin removed the cloth from her head as she spoke, and as soon as she lifted the last layer, her movements stopped in mid-air.

With a surprised look, his face turned blue and very ugly.

Su Yaozhu frowned, intuitively feeling that there was something wrong with her wound, and when the layer of cloth that was close to her skin was removed, she felt the sting of tearing.

Riyin's face changed a few times, and at first glance, she fell into a memory, and after a while, she said in a trembling voice, "It must be her." She can't see Uncle Jiuluan come forward for you this time......"

It wasn't until her hand was held that Riyin came back to her senses, and then she knew that she had lost her temper, as if she didn't want her to know, and said in a cover-up: "It's okay, your wound is almost better, just change the medicine a few more times." ”

After saying that, she wrapped the cloth around her again, and seeing the confusion on Ermeer's little face, she said softly: "I suddenly remembered that I didn't bring hibiscus cream today, and I will help you change the dressing at another time." ”

Such an obvious lie, Su Yaozhu naturally wouldn't believe it, but the other party's tone was really like she would believe it, thinking of the original owner's character, she nodded obediently: "Well, Senior Sister Liyin, thank you." ”

As she spoke, Su Yaozhu's hand had already pressed her arm, and such a dependent trust made Liyin's heart warm again, but Su Yaozhu's next words made her suddenly stunned.

"Who was she in my sister's mouth just now? I'm sick and groggy from my head injury, and I can't remember the ins and outs of that day, can you tell me about it? I never knew what I was doing wrong. ”

Liyin was reluctant to mention it: "You can recuperate with peace of mind, what happened, there is a senior sister to help you bear it." ”

In order not to make people suspicious, Su Yaozhu didn't say anything more.

The woman on the bed was wearing a red disciple uniform, her long black hair was neatly combed and soft, obediently attached to her back, a pair of beautiful eyes on her melon seed face, her eyes were like washing, her pink lips were like cherry blossoms, and her face was slightly pale, and a white cloth on her forehead looked very pitiful.

The more Liyin thought about it under her calm gaze, the more she couldn't calm down in her chest, and she left the house quickly, but before leaving, she heard the voice in the house that was not much bigger than the kitten saying: "Senior sister is good to Mei'er, Mei'er remembers it, I just hope that there will be no more trouble in the future, lest it will affect the senior sister." ”

At this time, a group of Ermeier's junior sisters were rushing to visit her, and they all called out 'senior sister' when they bumped into the departing pear sound.

Su Yaozhu suddenly had a headache with the junior sisters in the room.

"Second Senior Sister, Qi Yi made a shawl for you, and I'll put it on for you......"

"Second Senior Sister, are you feeling better? When you were carried back, we were all worried to death, and the senior sisters of the other peaks really couldn't see the second senior sister, so they didn't have to pay attention to their words. ”

"Second Senior Sister, this is the Wind Transformation Pill that I specially went to my room to buy for you, you will definitely get better after eating it."

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"Fortunately, there is Uncle Jiuluan this time, otherwise I don't know what the result will be, that Bai Chengfeng is just an arrogant second generation of cultivators, a lustful embryo, and I don't know why Qingyun Sect will send him to participate in the big competition in our sect this time."

Finally, a junior sister mentioned the idea, and Su Yaozhu, who was lying down and ignoring people by being weak, also attracted her attention at this time, and probably figured out what was going on in their words.

Su Yaozhu didn't speak the whole time, and all the junior sisters also fell silent when they saw this, and left one after another.

She watched as the last shadow left the room.

A number silently appeared in my mind, twenty-three.

There are twenty-three direct sisters she has seen now.

Take out a mirror from the original owner's storage bag, don't ask her why there is a mirror in the storage bag, she doesn't know.

The woman in the mirror is very beautiful, especially a pair of clear and agile eyes, although the whole face is not charming, but there is an indescribable temperament. See the vulgar.

Her hand touched the white cloth on her forehead, and she removed it with her hands, and a wound the size of a little finger appeared on the white and smooth forehead, and there was a bangs on Ermeer's head that was just enough to completely cover it, but these were not the point.

The wound has obviously turned black, the previous plaster is clearly useless, the hibiscus paste that Senior Sister Liyin said was asked from the master, in Liyin's memory, her master Qing Wei'er has always been very good to her, there is no need to harm her, Senior Sister Liyin clearly recalled for a while and knew what the problem was, probably because the plaster had been touched.

Pressing her fingers on the wound, Su Yaozhu frowned at the face in the mirror, and pinched between her fingers that were a little sticky, and she didn't care much.

However, she now finally understood the reason why Yilan Ancestor had been too aggressive with her elixir.

No one in the Hehuan Sect has learned alchemy at all, and it is estimated that there is not even an alchemist in the sect!

Although she is not afraid of drinking bitter medicine, the taste of drinking decoction for two consecutive days is really unpleasant.

Su Yaozhu moved his hands and stepped on the bed, stood barefoot on the ground, came to the window and looked at the mountain scenery outside the window, and silently made a decision.

In order for the soul to fit the body as soon as possible, and in order to be able to control the body as soon as possible, she plans to run a few laps on the mountain every day, and then go to the nearest training valley to hunt and kill demon beasts, and regain her original strength and agility, after all, she now believes in and relies on the power of the body, and this body is weaker than Feng Lanlan's.

As for the current grievances of the original owner, you can ignore it for the time being.

The original owner's qualifications are average, and now it is the early stage of foundation building, and even most of her junior sisters have cultivated better than her.

A female disciple who is stunningly beautiful and not high in cultivation can still get the love of the master, and there are always narrow-minded people who will be jealous, let alone in this sect where skin is more important than cultivation.

And Ermeer's misfortune this time still stems from her beauty and lack of strength. (To be continued.) )