"Wait." Even if you want to go, you can't go empty-handed.

Xin Youci chased after the medicine box beside him, picked out all the pills that could be used, and wanted to stuff them into him, but there were too many bottles and cans that he couldn't hold in his hands, so he simply gave him the entire medicine box.

Mu Qi bent down slightly and lowered his head, so that she could hang the bag of the medicine box for him, and while no one around was paying attention, Xin Youci put the few red beads in his hand into his hand, and said softly, "If you protect Qingdi disciples, you must also protect yourself." ”

The dark eyes stared at her as usual, as if no matter when she looked at him, the little madman's eyes were always full of her, giving her the feeling that she was being loved deeply.

The white and delicate fingers touched his cheeks, rubbing them gently, and he inevitably sighed in his heart, he has always been skinny for so many years, but the foundation is broken and he can't raise it back.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

"Hmm."

The figure in the distance gradually became smaller and fading, Xin Youci suddenly remembered that it had been so long since she had recovered her memory, and she hadn't had time to ask him how she found her, why she was still the same as when she was in Liangzhou, her hands hung down weakly, and it seemed that she could only wait for him to come out before she could have an answer.

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During the three-month period of Yaojun's secret hiding, Wen Renlei was originally going to send disciples from the sect to guard again, but Xin Youci considered that it was too dangerous, and on this trip, most of the disciples needed to meditate and recuperate, and there were no more disciples in the sect suitable for guarding, so he persuaded him to focus on the rest and recuperation of the sect.

"Besides, the Yaojun Secret Treasure is left by the great power thousands of years ago, and its strength is extraordinary, so there will be no accident in the future, we just need to guard it before the expiration date."

"Okay," patted the table, hearing the thunderous voice and sighed, this trip to the secret hiding in Yaojun has damaged countless elite disciples of Qingdi, "I hope that the things in the secret treasure can really bring vitality to Qingdi......

Hearing this, Xin Youci behind him lowered his eyes and was silent, if the Qingdi Sect wants to truly rejuvenate, the treasures in the secret treasure are only external conditions, and what really needs to be upright is the monk's Dao heart.

During this period of time, she has been concentrating on breaking the laws of this world, and she has spied on it somewhat, but if she wants to change the entire cultivation realm, she still needs an opportunity.

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Perennial ice and snow covered, cloudy and foggy sky, Qingdi Mountain rarely has sunshine, bright and warm days.

Several spirit birds chirped and flew down from the sky to the branches. The branches of the trees trembled, and they could just see the scene of the disciples studying in the school.

"Do you still have to write your mind silently today? Master Song is also too harsh. Wen Renyu was lying on the table, spinning the brush boringly, not wanting to memorize anything at all.

is as arrogant as her, and when she entered the school, she obediently changed into a disciple's regular clothes.

Su Hui knelt in front of the bookcase next to her, flipping through a book of white and new notes in her hand, "Little Senior Sister, don't worry, I remember that I took notes in class last time, I'll find it for you." ”

"I can't remember what I'm looking for, anyway." He threw the brush on the table and muttered distraughtly.

Wen Renyu is not afraid of Master Song's punishment, anyway, Su Hui helps her do it, and what really makes her irritable is her father.

She chattered endlessly, and she didn't know what to say, but she was the eldest lady of the dignified Qingdi faction, and it was just a matter of memorizing all kinds of mental formulas, and what mortal rules she had to learn was clearly a waste of time, and it was too much.

"Ahem." Song Fuzi stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom with his trademark fake cough.