Chapter 255: Did the Holy Maiden Drink Footwashing Water Today?
Just when Gu Sanning's consciousness was gradually blurred and she felt that she was about to get cold, a sudden suction force brought her ashore, and she seemed to see Ming Yuechen before she fell asleep.
……
The eyelids were so heavy that people couldn't open them, and Gu Sang was able to open them after a lot of hard work, and her slightly squinted eyes measured the environment, which was her original residence.
Sitting up from the bed, she touched the strip of cloth wrapped around her neck, and began to recall the situation with doubts in her eyes, the person who saved her was Ming Yuechen, right?
At this time, the closed door in the house was pushed open, and the maid named Ziluo came into view, and when she woke up, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then whispered to the people outside, "Go back to the sect master, the holy woman has woken up." ”
"Yes."
Then she came to the bedside and asked grovelly, "Does the holy woman feel any discomfort in her body?" ”
"No problem." Gu Sanning turned her neck, but she felt that the strip of cloth wrapped around her neck was a little thick, which made her a little breathless, "Let me remove this." ”
"Holy Maiden, no!" Ziluo stepped forward and pressed her hand, "This is the gift of the sect master, and the holy woman must not be disobedient." ”
Ming Yuechen bandaged her?
No, isn't he unable to see the red on others?
Gu Sanning inexplicably felt a chill in his neck, Shi Shiran put down his hand, glanced at the bright light outside the window, and asked, "How long has it been?" ”
"One day and one night, the Holy Maiden." Ziluo folded her hands in front of her, her attitude was unusually respectful.
If nothing else, the day after tomorrow, the various sects will attack the mountain gate, and the evil sect will be greatly damaged.
She had to take advantage of the past two days to practice Ling Bo's micro-steps, otherwise she would inevitably drag a body injury......
After a slight pause, Gu Sanning raised his hand and touched his chest, as if it didn't hurt anymore?
"My injuries are healed?"
"When the saint was asleep, the sect leader was injured for the saint Liao."
That snake spirit disease can be so kind?
It was to save her and to heal her wounds.
There's a problem!
Sure enough, the person who went down to report came back and passed on the sect leader's password, saying that he wanted her to finish grooming and go to the temple to serve.
At sunset, Gu Sanning came to the front of the palace gate under the purple carrot, and the sandalwood door of the main hall was opened by no one as always.
She didn't find Ming Yuechen in the bath, so she had to move to the inner hall and knock on the door outside the hall.
At this time, the inner hall fell into darkness, and the night pearls that had been piled up earlier were put away, and the doors and windows were closed and the veils floated, creating a sense of déjà vu of a haunted house.
Gu Sanning twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, this is an atheistic space, there are no ghosts, and she is not afraid of a cultivator.
What about scaring people?
Just pondering Ming Yuechen's intentions, multiple rows of candles lit up, and the orange-yellow light spread throughout the entire inner hall.
Gu Sanning entered the inside as before, and Ming Yuechen was lying on the soft couch, holding the blue book in his hand, and was studying.
To her surprise, there was no one on the bed with the curtain raised.
What about Luo Xiaosong?
With this suspicion, Gu Sanning walked to the soft couch empty-handed, and was about to squat down and move the wooden basin below, when his wrist was clamped by a force, and then he turned around, and then came back to his senses, and the person had been pressed under Ming Yuechen.
"Master?".
"This sect leader is studying this page, I don't understand it very well, can the holy woman give me some pointers?" As he spoke, Ming Yuechen turned sideways, avoiding pressing her, and handed the blue book in the middle of his hand to her, and tapped the stick figure figure drawn on it with his index finger.