Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

Seeing this, those sects that had not originally planned on giving had no choice but to step forward and give away some things.

Ji Beimo accepted them all, then counted the number and found that there was still one missing. He knew who had not delivered it. At this time, he finally looked at Yao Yao openly. Yao Yao did not come alone, she was accompanied by an elder who was her junior sister.

At this moment, two pretty women were facing everyone's attention. Yao Yao's junior sister pushed Yao Yao. Yao Yao came back to his senses and met Ji Beimo's eyes head-on.

With just one glance, Yao Yao was sure that Ji Beimo had her in his heart. She saw the same emotion in his eyes as those male monks, but Ji Beimo hid it very deeply, and it was only a momentary emotion, so fast that Yao Yao could hardly catch it, or suspected that it was her own illusion.

"The Hehuan Sect's gift will be delivered later." Yao Yao came back to his senses and said.

Ji Beimo put on a businesslike look and politely thanked them. Then he talked with everyone for a long time and politely sent away the people from various sects.

Yao Yao had a guest room in the Bixiao Sect so he did not leave with everyone else, and returned to his own room. Ji Beimo gave Yan Zhen and Qing Qi a look, and the two of them tacitly followed Ji Beimo and left.

When they arrived at Ji Beimo's residence, they still had the familiar feeling of being bare-walled. After the three of them sat down, Ji Beimo took out all the things he had just received and sorted them into different categories.

Finally, they were all handed over to Yan Zhen: "These are the materials for rebuilding the sect in the future..."

Yan Zhen did not respond and asked, "Why did you choose me, Senior Brother?"

"Of course you are the second in line. You can't let your fellow sisters take the blame. According to our sect's tradition, if the master is gone, I will take the blame, and if I am gone, you will take the blame." After Ji Beimo said this, he stuffed the thing into Yan Zhen's hand without Yan Zhen's refusal.

Yan Zhen threw it to Qingzhi and said, "I won't take this hot potato. I will stand by my senior brother. I'd better give it to Junior Sister Qingzhi."

By saying this, Yan Zhen had almost expressed that he wanted to be a pioneer like Ji Beimo.

Qingzhi looked at the thing in her hand, feeling it was heavy, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she held it back. Just as she was about to say something, she heard a noise outside.

"What's the fuss about?" Qing Qi asked.

The disciple who came in had not yet recovered from his shock and said in panic, "It's from the Hehuan Sect..."

"What happened to the Hehuan Sect?" Ji Beimo asked anxiously.

Yan Zhen and Qing Qi both looked at him, and Ji Beimo suddenly realized that he had lost his composure. He corrected his attitude and asked, "What happened?"

The disciple who came to deliver the message finally caught his breath and said in a frightened voice, "The elders of the Hehuan Sect have brought a betrothal gift. I want to propose marriage to our Sect Master on behalf of their Sect Master."

The three people thought at the same time what Yao Yao meant by saying that he would send it to them later. Although there had been rumors that if the money was high enough, Ji Beimo could sell himself, no one really wanted to buy him.

Ji Beimo's expression was very interesting, showing shock, surprise, complexity and perhaps reluctance that he himself was not aware of.

Before the three people could react, people from the Hehuan Sect had already come in carrying boxes of things.

Yao Yao also followed in, and everyone greeted each other enthusiastically. Qing Qi took one look and thought that her senior brother was quite valuable.

Before the people from the Hehuan Sect could say anything, Ji Beimo said coldly: "Everyone, go out. I have something to say to Sect Master Yao."