I want to capture the heroine after traveling through time

In the end, Bai Jiu couldn't follow because he was from the Demon Sect. After all, bringing Bai Jiu with him wouldn't help him gain experience.

Li Xilian finally managed to coax his master into agreeing to let him go down the mountain.

The clan leader arranged two carriages to accompany him, so why not fly a sword? Because no one except Qiu Qilin knew how to do it.

"Uh... I'll go with Senior Sister Nangong, and as for Senior Brother Qiu, he can go with Senior... Sister Han." To be honest, it always felt a bit awkward for Li Xilian to call Han Qiu Senior Sister, but after all, their master was older than their own master.

Han Qiu glanced at Qiu Qilin. As the team leader, it was naturally Qiu Qilin who made the decision. "Ahem... I think Junior Sister Li's arrangement is inappropriate. Let Junior Sister Han and Junior Sister Li go together. Junior Sister Nangong will be on her own. The journey is long, and Junior Sister Nangong... doesn't sleep well! So for everyone to have a good rest."

Nangong Liuli was about to retort when Qiu Qilin grabbed her arm.

"Let Junior Sister Nangong ride one each. I'll just ride outside and won't need to sleep." Han Qiu looked at Qiu Qilin with appreciation. "It's a happy decision."

No chance to speak at all.

Li Xilian felt like she'd been tricked, and something didn't seem right. Was this part in the book?

But she didn't say anything more, and just got on the carriage silently, with Han Qiu following closely behind.

Nangong Liuli had no choice but to board another carriage, leaving Qiu Qilin in the lead. The carriage moved slowly, and the morning breeze blew through the window onto Li Xilian's face. Li Xilian closed his eyes and practiced.

The person opposite him blinked and stared at him, unable to bear the sight. Li Xilian opened his eyes and couldn't help asking, "Senior Sister Han, why do you keep looking at me like this?"

"Because Junior Sister Li is pretty."

Before Li Xilian could reply, the carriage suddenly jolted, throwing Han Qiu, who was sitting opposite, towards him. Without time to dodge, Li Xilian was pushed against the wall, and was about to be kissed.

She immediately turned her head away to avoid any accident, but she still kissed Li Xilian on the face.

But the man just couldn't get up after being kissed, "Senior Sister Han, can you get up first?"

"I sprained my ankle and can't get up"

Li Xilian was speechless. How could a Yuanying master like you sprain your ankle?

She held Han Qiu's waist with both hands and pushed her to the side. "Senior Sister Han must have sprained her ankle." Li Xilian stopped the carriage and explained the situation to Qiu Qilin.

Qiu Qilin was also a little surprised when he heard this, but it disappeared quickly. Li Xilian didn't notice.

Who would believe that a cultivator sprained his ankle? However, Qiu Qilin still followed Li Xilian's instructions and found the nearest town and went to see a doctor alone.

Seeing him fly away on his sword, Li Xilian returned to the carriage. "Senior Sister Han, Senior Brother Qiu is going to find a doctor for you. Just be patient for a while."

Han Qiu felt a little guilty, but she still nodded.

"Then Senior Sister Han, please rest here. I'll go find Nangong Liuli." Li Xilian didn't want to stay here. She always felt uncomfortable.

"Wait..." Han Qiu saw that she was about to leave, and pretended that her feet were uncomfortable and wanted to fall down. Of course, Li Xilian couldn't just watch her fall down, so Han Qiu fell into a sweet and soft embrace as she wished.

"Senior Sister Han is a little too weak. After all, you are at the Nascent Soul stage. People who don't know would think you are a fake Nascent Soul." It seems that the heroine can do it without me holding her back.

Li Xilian carried the person to the seat and sat back down. "Feet" she gestured for Han Qiu to put her feet on her legs. Seeing that she didn't react, she could only bend down and pull them over.

"Here?" Li Xilian rubbed her ankle. "Or here?" She went a little lower.

"Um……"