After changing to the ruthless way, the whole sect cried and begged for forgiveness

Inside the cabin.

Early in the morning, Ruomu got up and was about to practice meditation.

I saw Lan Zhuochi, who was supposed to have a good sleep at this time, got up unexpectedly, which was rare.

Lan Zhuochi rubbed his sleepy eyes. He was not fully awake, but was still trying hard to greet Ruomu.

"Good morning, sister. Are you going to practice? Let me help you protect the Dharma!"

As Lan Zhuochi was speaking, his eyes closed, his head drooped, and he fell forward involuntarily.

Ruomu hurried over and supported him.

Lan Zhuochi lowered his head and fell on Ruomu's shoulder, then staggered back to his feet.

"You're so sleepy, go back to sleep!"

Ruomu said helplessly.

When he heard that he was going to be sent back, Lan Zhuochi quickly opened his eyes, shook his head and yawned.

"It's okay! Sister, I can do it, let's go!"

"With me protecting you, your training will be much more efficient, and you can deal with that cold-faced monster more easily."

Lan Zhuochi blurted out everything that was in his heart in a daze.

Ruomu thought for a few seconds before realizing that the cold-faced monster he was talking about was Changliu, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing Lan Zhuochi so persistent, Ruomu had no choice but to pull him to the back mountain.

However, the person who was said to be her protector didn't sit there for long before he fell down and fell asleep.

Ruomu smiled dotingly, put a coat on him, and continued to meditate.

Lan Zhuochi had not woken up until Ruomu finished his training.

He's smacking his lips and looks like he's sleeping soundly!

Ruomu smiled, squatted down, and gently patted Lan Zhuochi's face.

"Chi'er, wake up. We should go back and have breakfast!"

Ruomu called Lan Zhuochi many times before Lan Zhuochi woke up in a daze.

He opened his eyes and looked at the environment in front of him. It took him a long time to react before he screamed in panic and looked at Ruomu with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, sis, I fell asleep!"

Lan Zhuochi felt very guilty and looked frustrated.

He finally got up early, but fell asleep. He was such a loser.

Ruomu rubbed Lan Zhuochi's head soothingly.

"Chi'er is still growing, so of course he needs more rest."

"Besides, I'm already very grateful that you're here with me."

"I went back. I heard that Xie An made your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake today."

When he heard about delicious food, Lan Zhuochi's eyes lit up again and he followed Ruomu back to the cabin.

However, Lan Zhuochi was secretly thinking in his heart that the next plan must not fail.

Lan Zhuochi quickly finished his breakfast and went to the kitchen.

He found many precious spiritual herbs, and heard that they were very beneficial for improving one's realm of cultivation.

He wanted to make a bowl of essence soup for his sister so that she could consolidate her cultivation level.

However, Lan Zhuochi seemed to have overestimated himself.

Looking at the last bowl that came out, it was a black, bubbly, unknown liquid.

Lan Zhuochi himself felt a little guilty.

"Chi'er, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

Ruomu looked inside with curiosity.

This morning, Lan Zhuochi was absent-minded while eating.

I didn’t eat much of my favorite osmanthus pastry and went straight to the kitchen.

I stayed in there for one or two hours, and there were many strange noises coming from the kitchen in the middle.

The others were worried that Lan Zhuochi had blown up the kitchen, so they asked Ruomu to come and take a look.

"Nothing! I didn't do anything!"

Hearing Ruomu's voice, Lan Zhuochi hurriedly blocked his bowl of unknown liquid.

But he didn't realize that his body and face were covered with smoke and dust, making him look like a little cat.

"Really? But why do I see something behind you? Is it for me?"

Ruomu walked over and used a handkerchief to wipe the smoke and dust off Lan Zhuochi's face, and also saw what he was blocking.

Suddenly, Ruomu's eyes changed.

Lan Zhuochi lowered his head in frustration and resigned himself to his fate as he took out the bowl of medicine.

"I'm sorry! Sister, I didn't expect it to turn out like this. I clearly added everything I should have. I'd better pour it out!"

As Lan Zhuochi said this, he was about to take the bowl of medicine out, but Ruomu took it over.

Under his shocked eyes, Ruomu picked up the soup spoon, scooped a mouthful and put it into his mouth.

Even though it doesn't look good, it doesn't taste good either.

However, Ruomu could feel that after taking this unpalatable medicine, her body felt warm.

I think they are all good materials.

Lan Zhuochi didn't expect that Ruomu would actually drink it, and hurriedly wanted to take the medicine back.

Even he doesn't dare to try this kind of thing, how can his sister drink it?!

"Sister, please spit it out quickly. It's already like this. Maybe it's poisonous!"

"Don't worry! Even though it doesn't look or taste good, it's not poisonous. Besides, you put so much effort into making this for me, so even if it's poisonous, I still want to try it."

Ruomu said this and drank the bowl of black liquid in one gulp.

It was also a good thing that she was not picky about this, otherwise, this liquid would really not be something that ordinary people could drink.

Seeing that Ruomu cherished the things he made so much, Lan Zhuochi's eyes immediately turned red and he hugged Ruomu fiercely.

"Sister, thank you!"

Ruomu patted Lan Zhuochi's back, feeling both amused and helpless.

Lan Zhuochi took great pains to pick so many spiritual herbs for her, even though the resulting medicine looked horrible.

But the medicine is still effective and is of great benefit to her cultivation.

To be honest, she should thank Lan Zhuochi!

"Okay! This is the medicine you made for me. I know you did it for my own good."

"But you've been acting a little weird these past few days. What's the reason?"

Not only did someone as slow-witted as Ruomu notice it, even Xie An, Jiang Jiyun, Ling Tianxing and Shen Changqing could sense that something was wrong with Lan Zhuochi recently. He was always nervous and weird.

And in the past, Lan Zhuochi wanted to stay with Ruomu forever.

But during this period of time, he kept running outside.

If Ruomu were the person involved, the feeling would be even more obvious.

Lan Zhuochi not only gave her various magical instruments, but also accompanied her in meditation and practice before dawn.

Now that even this kind of medicine has been made, she has some vague guesses in her mind, but she is not very sure.

Lan Zhuochi's eyes were red, and she buried her head in Ruomu's shoulder, refusing to speak.

Because he really didn't want to think about this matter.

Seeing his reaction, Ruomu knew what was going on.

"Are you worried about my duel with Immortal Changliu in two days? Are you afraid that I will lose?"

In fact, Lan Zhuochi doesn't care whether he loses or not.

But he always felt a little nervous.

Those are three palms from Changliu, and you might even die!

Why can my sister always talk about this matter with a calm smile?

"I'm worried that my sister will get hurt. I'm also afraid that Changliu won't care about the relationship between master and disciple and will kill my sister."

Lan Zhuochi knew that he couldn't stop Ruomu, so he had to do more to help Ruomu within his ability.

Accompanying Ruomu in cultivation, including making soup and medicine, and giving her various magical instruments, was all done in the hope of helping Ruomu to reach a higher level of cultivation.

In this way, perhaps Ruomu's chances of winning will be greater!