093 He was afraid of rejection, and he was afraid of disturbing her

The little old man's abacus crackled, and it was only when he came to Shangqing Peak that he found out that Luo Beixiao was in retreat.

Sun Qingqi's beard blows, why is it so unfortunate.

Here, Shen Yuan just ended the interrogation with Sun Qing, and she didn't go far and there was news to find her.

The woman stood on the deck of the spirit boat, wearing a water-blue light gauze fairy dress ethereal out of the dust.

She stretched out her finger and touched the cloud pressed on the aura protective cover, and with a gentle push, the little white cloud was directly bounced out.

Shen Yuan chuckled.

It was the news from Yun Yan at the beginning, and to be honest, she didn't really want to pay attention to him.

Counting the days, the poison on the man's body should be almost removed.

At that time, she left herself a way back on him, as long as the other party didn't do anything to her, the poison would never affect him in the slightest.

Shen Yuan pinched the communication stone, and just watched the light above dim inch by inch.

She thought that the matter was over, but she didn't expect the other party's news to come in again the next moment.

The light on the communication stone flickered and flickered, and a quarter of an hour passed, and there was no intention of stopping.

The last time it lit up, it became Yi Nanjing's.

Shen Yuan's eyes froze, and he answered with a sneer.

"Yi Kite, you dare not accept the news of the deity!"

The man's voice carried a familiar haught.

Probably because she had been ignoring him, she could clearly hear the other party's anger at this moment.

Shen Yuan thought that he was really promising, and Nanjing must have been wronged under his hands.

It's just that she didn't know that the two people in the small courtyard of the Southern Regions were maintaining a tacit understanding, staring at the communication stone in the center of the table, looking forward to it.

Yun Yanchu looked at the message he sent out with Yi Nanjing's communication stone, but still didn't get a response from the woman.

For a moment there was comfort in my heart.

Yun Yanchu snorted coldly, raised his eyes and glanced at Yi Nanjing,

"Why didn't your sister respond to your message?"

The man's tone was tinged with a hint of yin and yang, and it was easy to tell that he was sarcastic.

A few months have passed, and Yi Nanjing, who has stepped into the immortal path, is obviously younger than before.

The fine lines at the corners of his eyes are getting lighter and lighter, and a pair of cat eyes have regained more radiance.

Yi Nanjing pursed his lips, as if he was not affected by the man's words.

But only he knows that in the past few months, he has forcibly suppressed his desire to send messages to his sister, just because he is afraid that today's scene will appear.

He was afraid of rejection, and he was afraid of disturbing her.

"My sister may be cultivating."

Yi Nanjing said firmly but quietly.

The communication stone was snatched by the man, but when the other party said that he wanted to contact his sister, he acquiesced to the other party's approach.

I feel very lost and uncomfortable.

"Hmph." Yun Yanchu didn't refute his words.

Yi Yuan, the woman, didn't reply to his message, the biggest possibility is that she didn't see it.

The corners of the man's lips hooked up a vague arc, and he didn't know what he was gloating, as if he was not the one who was in a hurry to grab the other party's communication stone.

Yun Yanchu was about to get up and leave, but the next moment he saw the communication stone on the table light up.

Yi Nanjing's cat's eyes lit up, and it was his sister who replied to him.

Crunch, squeak

The man on the side clenched his fists very loudly.

Before Yi Nanjing took the interrogation stone, the man first snatched it with lightning speed.

Yun Yanchu pinched the communication stone with great strength, as if he was going to crush the stone with the strength of his hand in the next moment.

Yi Nanjing was suffocated by the coercion and persecution that he didn't know if he had deliberately released.