Spring goes to autumn, winter hides and summer is long, and the white horse in the gap jumps suddenly, carrying ten years to the next spring and autumn.

The thick-eyed male cultivator quickly caught up with the woman who was walking in a hurry, and complained depressedly: "Little Senior Sister, if you want me to say that I really shouldn't have taken such trouble in the first place. ”

Troublesome?

The woman remembered the man's well-behaved appearance of sitting quietly on the futon, at her mercy, without crying or making trouble, and a hint of darkness crossed her lowered eyes.

"It's okay, she's not noisy, what trouble can there be."

Seeing that the male cultivator was still about to say more, the woman waved her sleeves impatiently and stopped him, "I also benefit from it, and I am willing, don't mention this matter again." I'll help her clean up first, and you can go on patrol. ”

"Eh......"

Before he could say the words, he swallowed back into his stomach, and the male cultivator's outstretched hand paused in the air, looking at the back of the woman's edgeworth, and in the blink of an eye, it became a white spot.

He shook his hand in frustration, let out a long breath, turned to put on his patrol token and continued his patrol mission today.

It's been ten years, and I don't know how long the little senior sister has to take care of that fool like this......

Wanxuanmen, Fahua Mountain Wild Grass Cave.

Wang Ruojin stopped for a moment, took out the forbidden charm and pasted it on the door of the weedy cave, and the invisible prohibition slowly opened, revealing the situation inside.

In the pitch-black cave mansion, only a pearl on the stone table exuded a soft clear light, dead and silent, lifeless.

A snow-blue figure sat quietly on the futon, a trickle of aura around his body, slowly introduced into his body, and the breeze brought by the operation of the aura from time to time stirred a strand of hair hanging from his ears.

Every time she came, she maintained a cultivation posture, and she sat for ten years, and only when she came did she stop cultivating consciously.

Ten years ago, she and her junior brother accidentally found her dead on the broken peak, so they reported to the elders and sent her back to the inner gate.

I thought there would be no intersection again, but a month later, a personal disciple suddenly found her and made a deal with her.

It turned out that this inner senior sister named "Zhang Zheng" didn't know what experience she had encountered in the Xiaoqian World, which caused her mind to disappear and she couldn't react to the outside world, just like a puppet, but she instinctively absorbed the aura for cultivation.

The disciple who came to her was to let her always pay attention to the state of "Zhang Zheng" and take care of her daily life, and at the same time, in return, she could enter and exit the inner and outer doors at will and cultivate in the inner gates.

In addition, the personal disciple also gave her a fourth-order mid-grade knife magic weapon as a reward.

The aura of the inner gate is almost three times that of the outer gate, and such a temptation is undoubtedly difficult for the outer disciples to resist, not to mention that there is also a fourth-order mid-grade magic weapon.

Wang Ruojin agreed without thinking about it, and only after she did she hesitate a little, in case this senior sister suddenly attacked her, she would not be in danger of her life.

A late-stage foundation building cultivator, a qi cultivator, even if the former is unconscious, an instinctive blow alone is enough to easily kill the latter.

With a frightened heart, she stepped into this senior sister's cave for the first time, "Wild Grass Cave", greeted cautiously, and looked timidly.

"Zhang Zheng" sat cross-legged on the futon, unresponsive to her arrival.

The handsome distant mountain eyebrows lie down like ink and blue, and the thick eyelashes reflect the butterfly shadow on the white face, and the expression and temperament are peaceful and harmonious.

With just one glance, Wang Ruojin let go of her hanging heart, this "Senior Sister Zhang Zheng" should not hurt her.

The memories stopped here, Wang Ruojin walked up to Zhang Zheng with a soothing expression and stopped, she had stopped practicing, but her eyes were still closed, her face was slightly pale, and she was motionless like an unconscious puppet.

As usual, Wang Ruojin took out a specially picked bright bouquet from the storage bag, sorted it out and placed it in a pure white jade bottle.

The red and white wildflowers look even more beautiful under the faint glow of the pearl, adding a little vitality to this dead space.

She squatted down in front of Zhang Zheng with a jade bottle in one hand, looked at Zhang Zheng's closed eyes, played with the small flowers in the bottle, and revealed an inexplicable sadness in her gentle voice.

"Senior sister, when will you wake up? When you wake up, will you remember the days I spent in the cave? ”

No one could answer her question, and her red lips curled slightly, and she said quietly, "It's better not to remember." ”

The jade bottle was gently placed on the stone table by her, and she was facing Zhang Zheng, sitting on the ground in front of her, playing with the knife that she didn't know when to take out in one hand.

She whispered about what had happened in the sect recently, as well as what she had encountered, as if she was telling her close family about her ordinary daily life, warm and harmonious.

"The Shanhai Lingbi is about to start in a year, and I really want to go, but only the inner disciples are qualified, and it is required that the cultivation must be above the golden pill."

"I heard that Senior Sister is the pride of heaven who has built a ninth-order spiritual platform, I really admire Senior Sister. Ten years ago, the senior sister was already in the late stage of foundation building, if she hadn't become what she is now, she would have broken through the Jindan and participated in the Shanhai Ling Competition. ”

"Senior Brother Lin came to visit Senior Sister again two days ago, counting this time, he has been here four times in ten years, don't you like Senior Sister? By the way, Senior Sister Lin has also come, huh...... I came three times and told me to take good care of my senior sister. ”

……

The knife in Wang Ruojin's hand stopped abruptly, and the sharp blade reflected the cold light, reflecting her cold and affectionate gaze.

"Senior sister, I broke through the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation a year ago, and now that I have attained great consummation, I plan to hit the foundation building in the near future. Senior sister, you say, can I build a ninth-order spiritual platform like you? ”

As the words fell, she licked her dry lips and stopped talking.

The sharp blade rested on the fair and tender skin of the wrist, Wang Ruojin's eyes darkened slightly, and the hand holding the knife pressed down hard.

The blade easily cut through the skin, and bright red blood rushed out, trickling down the snow-white wrist and merging into the transparent jade bottle.

However, after ten breaths, it can be seen that most of the bone knife wounds have healed, and the blood no longer flows out.

The blade was pressed against the previous wound, and the wound that had healed was torn again, and blood flowed out.

In a quarter of an hour, the knife wound recovered as before, Wang Ruojin babyfully covered the full jade bottle, a total of ten bottles, and the gorgeous and bright blood red swayed gently in the transparent jade bottle, as clear and charming as blood jade.

Putting the jade bottle into the storage bag, Wang Ruojin stared at the wound that had healed, there were still a lot of blood stains around it, and there was longing in his eyes.

She gently raised Zhang Zheng's hand, her red tongue licked the residual blood on her wrist, feeling the lively spiritual power surging in her body, and her soft face was full of contentment, like a greedy and cold-blooded poisonous snake that had just eaten a full meal.