Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

An embrace filled with the scent of medicine is very reassuring.

The promise of "developing an antidote as soon as possible" disappeared, and the last trace of uneasiness and guilt in Wan Shuyao's heart disappeared.

In an instant, a feeling of greed arose.

How great it would be if the favor and admiration of the Young Master of the Divine Doctor Valley would always be there!

As if it was God's will, his gaze dodged and finally fell on Jiang Luo, who was sitting on the sedan chair, wrapped tightly with only a pair of tightly closed eyes.

In panic, he broke free from Du Wuyou's arms.

He rushed forward, reached into the fox fur, and tightly grasped Jiang Luo's hand. He burst into laughter and called out with a sob:

"Ah Liao, Brother Wuyou has found a cure, you will wake up soon.

Senior Brother Jing Yuan has a kind heart and will definitely not stand by and watch someone die.

At worst, I will continue to take care of him until Brother Wuyou develops an antidote.

You were poisoned because of me, I would do anything to save you."

This sincere confession moved everyone present. What a passionate and fragile beautiful woman.

Except for the four people beside Jiang Luo, who were standing in a protective posture with their heads lowered silently.

The word love is the most misleading!

In just a few years, there was no trace of her former innocence left in the little sister.

Seeing this, the fellow disciples were very worried! They wished they could agree to it on behalf of Senior Brother Jing Yuan immediately.

'Senior Brother Jing Yuan is so gifted that he has successfully advanced to the Xiantian realm at the age of twenty-something.

Naturally, there is plenty of time to wait patiently until Master Du develops the antidote.

By then, with the accumulated experience, I will surely be able to quickly catch up with everyone else's progress.'

Thinking of this, he felt at ease. He looked up and took a deep look. The little junior sister was as bright as a pearl in the quiet house. He thought of her countless times in every sleepless night!

Liang Zichen took a resolute step forward, walked a few steps, and came to the symbolically open wooden door of the Aoxue Cave.

He knocked on the door with his sword, making the frozen wooden door bang.

Then he clasped his hands together and bowed as an equal.

The soul-scorching gaze from the left rear was completely focused on him for the first time, and even the sword tassel was shaking slightly with excitement.

In an instant, he was given incomparable courage. Even if it was his junior sister who asked him to be killed immediately, he would be willing to die calmly without asking the reason.

When he raised his eyes, his gaze was extremely sharp.

The sound mixed in the cold wind seemed to contain ice chips.

"Hello, Senior Brother Jing! The eldest disciple of the sect leader, Liang Zichen, and my junior sister Wan Shuyao are here to pay us a visit."

woohoo hoo...

The cold wind whistled past, making the wooden door creak continuously.

The weather suddenly changed and the clouds moved very low.

It seemed like it was just three feet above my head and I could tear off a piece with my hand.

There was a sudden and heavy snowfall, and everyone was soon covered in gray hair.

It was as if I could hear the sound of snowflakes falling on my body. Amidst the anticipation, my breathing was barely audible.

Time passed by every second, and it was extremely unbearable. There was no sound from the cave, let alone anyone coming out enthusiastically to welcome everyone in.

Wan Shuyao's eyes finally lost three points of certainty, and were filled with one point of anxiety and two points of hesitation.

Jiang Shouxin, Jiang Luo's bodyguard and confidant, carefully protected Jiang Luo. He held the hilt of the sword tightly, wishing he could go in and search the man out immediately.

How could a prince of Wei endure such humiliation?

If his master had not stopped him, he would have arranged for a martial artist sent by the imperial court to detoxify his master.

This Jing Yuan really doesn't know how to appreciate a favor.

I don't know how Wan Shuyao can compare to the noble lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

They all surround her like crazy, what bad luck!

To put it nicely, people in society don't care about trivial matters.

If you ask him, he is so shameless that he dares to hug and kiss a man outside in broad daylight in front of his master.

Who knows what kind of dirty things they might do behind the scenes!

Bah, you are so fickle! You are not as cool as the prostitutes in the brothels!

If it wasn't for the unique mental method of Wanjian Pavilion... why would the master be so disgusting, pretend to be nice, and perform some cruel trick?

call……

Once the merits are fulfilled, and after crossing the Wuwang Sea and entering the world of cultivation, the master will be able to live happily together with Miss Liu.

As for the Wanjian Pavilion, it is just a stepping stone for the Murong royal family and there is no need to pay attention to it.

He lowered his eyes to hide the gloom in them, and leaned down to tighten the fox fur coat for his master.

Ah!

A raccoon cat that falls into a trap will naturally rush to help its master solve his problems.

A bunch of useless people who don't know how to appreciate what they have and only care about love.

really……

Wan Shuyao, who had never been treated so poorly in the sect, thought of her beloved who was dying and Jing Yuan who had not been seen for a long time. The anger called "justice" in her heart immediately rose to her throat.

He pulled his hand out of the fox fur and rushed to stand beside Liang Zichen.

His eyes were filled with physiological tears caused by anger.

She exhaled a long breath of white mist, sniffed, and pulled Liang Zichen's sleeve in an unusually soft voice, tilting her snow-white neck and asking sadly:

"Brother Chen, why hasn't Senior Brother Jing Yuan come out yet?

Was it because the snowstorm was too strong and he was sitting inside with a charcoal fire, so he didn't hear it?"

Jiang Shouxin listened and lowered his head in disgust.

He pulled out a handkerchief with green willow leaves embroidered on the corners from his chest, half-knelt on the ground, carefully wiped his master's hands, and covered him with fox fur.

Liang Zichen naturally couldn't bear to see his little junior sister, whom he held in his hands and cared for every day, shed tears sadly.

He patiently said in a soft voice, "Don't worry, Yaoyao, I'll go in and take a look," and then he quickly rushed into the cave.

He rushed in with great momentum, but returned ten seconds later with a troubled look on his face.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Wan Shuyao immediately panicked. Without caring about anything else, he stepped into the wooden door and asked anxiously:

"Brother Chen, how is it?

Does Senior Brother Jing Yuan disagree with saving people?

I will go and kneel down to beg him right now. Ah Liao is dying and I really can’t wait that long!"

After saying that, she lifted up her skirt and prepared to rush in.

Liang Zichen took the opportunity to hug her tightly.

"Don't panic, Yaoyao. Senior Brother Jing is very understanding. How could he refuse?

His life was saved by Master Ye!"

He saw the beauty turning her head and looking at him intently, not noticing that there was anything wrong with her posture at this moment.

She explained slowly with red ears.

“Senior Brother Jing is not in the cave.

I happened to hear Uncle Ye and Master drinking and praising Brother Jing for his hard work and practice day after day.

I guess at this moment, he is at the Sword-asking Platform on the top of the snowy mountain, practicing with his sword."

"So what are we waiting for? Let's go find him now."

Unexpectedly, Liang Zichen hugged the person even tighter, turned him around in his half-armrest, and pushed him into the cave.

It was snowing heavily outside, so Yaoyao stayed in the cave and warmed herself by the fire.

Then ask Master Du to make some medicine for you to get rid of the cold.

Be good and obedient. "

After saying that, he did not forget to scratch the little junior sister's upturned nose.

He looked around domineeringly, glanced at the half-dead Jiang Luo with contempt, flicked his cloak, tapped his toes, and left the scene with a smug look.

Jiang Shouxin suppressed the urge to beat him up and quickly followed.

This concerns the master, so we must not be careless.

……

Not to mention how a group of people were anxiously waiting for the results of the search.

Jing Yuan, who was on the back of the mountain, put the last piece of half-man-high stone that had been cut and peeled into the system warehouse.

He suddenly became interested, picked up a piece of "waste" as big as a washbasin, and flew down the snow mountain.

In a secluded place by the river, I found a slightly flat stone to serve as a table.

After instructing system 003 to be on security alert, he quickly got into a horse stance, took out tools from the system warehouse, and began to carve a hair crown and hairpin in a realistic manner.

Elm wood has become a little boring after using it for a long time. I decided to upgrade my accessories.

At least it's worthy of his current status as a noble martial artist, isn't it?