Although she is innocent and not a good person, she is not an evil person either, and she can't do such a thing that hurts her conscience.

"That's it, even if I don't have a relationship with the spirit master." The expression on Long Qingyue's face had regained her calmness, she pursed her lips lightly, as if with a hint of a smile, very relaxed, "I was too tired to live in my last life, and there is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person in this life." ”

Although she can't cultivate spiritual energy, as long as she practices diligently, she can still have the agility and perfect killing moves like modern times.

As long as you can protect yourself and don't let grandpa and eldest brother worry about it!

Ling Xiao's face was a little serious and solemn, "Did you really decide to give up?" ”

Although the body of the Nine Yin is terrifying, it is a cultivation genius that is rare to see in ten thousand years! The achievements are definitely no worse than those legendary old guys!

However, the fate of the corpses and bones all over the place was not something he Ling Xiao could bear.

Long Qingyue nodded, without a trace of hesitation or unhappiness in her eyes, "Old man Ling, you go and find someone who can avenge you again." ”

Since she has given up the path of the strong, then she will never stop the path of the strong of others.

Ling Xiao shook his head, his voice revealing a sense of desolation and helplessness, "Little girl, your mood is good, the old man is ashamed of himself." There are some things in the world that cannot be forced, and if you can get revenge or not, what can you do in the end? ”

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, his body shook and he drilled back into the Purple Flame Ring.

Long Qingyue picked up the Ziyan Ring on the ground and put it in the jewelry on the dressing table.

fell on the bed and was about to sleep, but saw Long Qingyu push the door in.

Long Qingyue was a little surprised, half sat up, squinted at the young man stepping in, the light moonlight was wrapped behind him, like a gorgeous silver veil, like an immortal.

The two men in the room stared at each other, neither of them could speak, and the air became a little dull.

Long Qingyu held a small white porcelain bottle in his hand, he walked to the head of the bed and sat down expressionlessly, looked at Long Qingyue and sighed, opened the small porcelain bottle without saying a word, and wiped the ointment with his slender fingers and was about to wipe it off Long Qingyue's forehead.

Long Qingyue's head tilted, and she avoided it lightly, and looked at him with a pair of eyes a little vigilant. Looking up and seeing the other party's puzzled eyes, Long Qingyue suddenly reacted, this was 'her own' brother in front of her.

"I'll do it myself." Her voice was slightly jerky, as a top killer, she rolled and struggled in the sea of corpses and blood every day, and tasted the ruthless indifference of the world, this sudden warmth caught her off guard, and she couldn't adapt to it for a while.

Long Qingyu's movements paused, and he looked up at Long Qingyue, with a little more doubt in his eyes, every time his sister was injured before, which time was not the ointment he helped her apply? When was it not he who went to avenge her?

Since my sister woke up in the afternoon, her personality has changed greatly, no matter whether this change is good or bad, she is her own sister!

"What's wrong? Did my brother hurt you? Looking at Long Qingyue's bright eyes like autumn water, Long Qingyu's voice couldn't help but have a trace of tenderness. He gently applied the ointment to the redness on her forehead, with gentle movements.

The slender fingers brushed gently, like a wisp of breeze sweeping through Long Qingyue's parched heart, cool, warm......

Long Qingyue shook her head and didn't speak, letting him gently apply the ointment to herself, but there was an indescribable comfort and peace of mind in her heart.

"Alright, you can rest early. After a good night's sleep, the injury on the head is almost healed. Long Qingyu tucked the quilt for her, turned around and walked out.

Looking at the slender back of the young man disappearing into the night, Long Qingyue closed her eyes. This night, Long Qingyue slept soundly, no one disturbed her, and she didn't have to be vigilant at all times, afraid that someone would attack her.