The power of the miracle medicine should not be underestimated.

After Wan Qi woke up in the wind, it was only half an hour before his body had fully recovered.

During this period, Ziqing kept pestering Ji Qingyu, and the senior sister kept shouting, which made her very worried.

"Qingqing, can you let Senior Sister's ears rest for a while, huh?"

Her fingertips gently pinched Ziqing's small mouth.

"Hmm......"

Ziqing waited for Ji Qingyu accusingly, her beautiful eyes were very beautiful, and the figures reflected in them were also moving.

At this time, Wan Qi Linfeng had finished meditating and came out of the cave.

Seeing that the two outside the cave were playing, the man's gaze only fell on Ziqing for a moment, and then shifted to Ji Qingyu, who was half-squatting in front of her.

Seeing the girl smiling happily, his heart finally let go of it a little.

In the end, he didn't want her to be unhappy at all because of his acceptance of Ziqing.

If the little apprentice had been minding about this matter, it would have been a departure from his original intention.

At that time, even if he broke off the master-apprentice relationship with Ziqing, it was okay, even if Ziqing was desperately found by him from the bottom of the abyss, even if the next moment the talented demon cultivator disciple would appear in some unknown years.

In short, with him, no one can hurt the little apprentice.

"Master."

Ji Qingyu noticed the man standing at the mouth of the cave.

Due to the dim light at the entrance to the cave, she could not see his expression clearly for a moment.

I felt that the other party's eyes fell on me.

"Master!" Ziqing also shouted.

Wan Qi walked out at this time, his body was long and jade, his white clothes were like snow, and he was as handsome as casting.

"Let's go, let's go back." He said.

Saying that, the man had already walked up to Ji Qingyu.

Ji Qingyu's one hand was held by Ziqing, and the other hand was raised and swiped in front of the man's shirt.

Wan Qilin's eyes moved slightly, and when he lowered his head, he saw that there was a string of small wind chimes in the center of the original silver lotus.

The purple wind chimes were the size of a tiny fingernail, from top to bottom, hanging above his belt.

I saw Ji Qingyu pull the end of the wind chime again, turn it and hang it on the other side of his placket, and the extra part fell down again.

"It's too plain, it's good-looking, what does my sister think?"

After Ji Qingyu finished all this, she lowered her head and asked Ziqing.

Zi Qing blinked her big innocent eyes and nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

Wan Qi raised his hand and gently plucked the wind chimes, making a refreshing sound.

The man chuckled lowly, "Whatever you want." ”

Zi Qing stared at the small bell at Wan Qi's fingertips, and her purple pupils floated with a faint dark light, like a breeze blowing across the sea, without any ripples.

Floating Alley

Fu Xue propped up her chin and looked at the door from time to time, visibly anxious.

It's been a month, and neither of the senior brothers has come back.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

Fu Xue slapped the table, stood up and rushed to the courtyard door, raised his hand to clasp the doorknob, and was about to open the door, when suddenly, his movements froze.

I saw him slowly withdraw his hand and take off his cloak, his eyes were filled with blood-colored mist, and his voice was gloomy and he spoke, "Could it be that in your heart, the life of Wan Qi Linfeng is more important than the floating life of Wan Xiang?" ”

After his words fell, the blood-colored mist suddenly dissipated again, and the eyes of the floating snow returned to clarity.

I saw him standing behind the door motionless, staring at the crack in the door in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

(End of chapter)