Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

When she saw the scene clearly, Mo Qiu Shuang realized that she had arrived at Jiang Han's cave again.

After walking for so many days, the dust in the cave has become much thicker. Looking at the dilapidated and desolate cave, Mo Qiu Shuang felt sad.

Jiang Han has actually been living in such a place. His fellow sisters have been living in excellent caves with abundant spiritual energy. Their daily lives are taken care of by menial disciples, so they don't have to worry about anything. However, Jiang Han has been living in such poverty.

Not only do they have to find food for themselves, but they also have to compete with the spiritual beasts in the mountains for resources and practice step by step.

But as the eldest senior sister, she has not entered Jiang Han’s cave once in thirteen years. Is this really normal?

Every time she went to Lin Xuan’s cave to give him pills, did she ever think of Jiang Han?

Mo Qiu Shuang felt a sour taste in his nose. He waved his sleeve and a breeze appeared out of nowhere, blowing all the dust in the cave out of the cave and revealing all the debris on the cabinet.

"This is……"

Mo Qiu Shuang stared blankly at the stone cabinet by the wall. Besides the small wooden sword, she saw several other objects.

She still remembered that these things were casually thrown to Jiang Han by a few of them.

That was when Lin Xuan finally had a sense of Qi and broke through to the first level of Qi Refining Stage.

They gave Lin Xuan many magic weapons and elixirs to help him stabilize his realm and practice.

At that time, Jiang Han stood not far away and looked at her pitifully, as if he wanted to get closer but didn't dare to.

He looked as if he had been bullied by them. The third sister couldn't help but scold him, calling him a bitch and a loser. She scolded him so much that his eyes turned red and he almost cried.

Later, Lin Xuan couldn't bear to see Jiang Han so pitiful, so he asked them to throw some unwanted gadgets to Jiang Han.

In order not to make Lin Xuan sad, they reluctantly found some of the most useless things for him.

She gave me the lowest-level photo beads, the second apprentice sister gave me the wind bell flower that was almost dying, and the third apprentice sister gave me a long sword that was about to break...

She remembered it very clearly. Even though they were all garbage, Jiang Han was still smiling happily at the time. He hugged these things tightly in his arms without any disgust at all.

Now these things are placed neatly on the cabinet. There are many traces of wiping on them, and the surface is very smooth. I guess he wipes it carefully every day.

Even the pot of wind chime flowers was placed in the only sunny place in the cave. The flowers were in full bloom and were well cared for.

It can be seen that Jiang Han really likes these things.

But now, these treasures he loved most were thrown here like garbage.

Mo Qiu Shuang felt his heart trembling. He liked these things so much, why did he leave them here?

Could it be that he really doesn't want them anymore?

Does Jiang Han really not care anymore?

Mo Qiu Shuang tilted her head back, her shoulders shaking constantly.

The photo bead she gave was solemnly placed in the middle of the stone cabinet, and underneath it was a wooden box padded with soft animal fur.

"Woo..."

Mo Qiu Shuang's eyes were red and she covered her mouth tightly. Tears flowed uncontrollably and dripped down her cheeks.

She recognized at a glance that the fur was from the back of the neck of a Foundation Establishment Stage demon beast, which could only be purchased with at least two hundred medium-grade spirit stones.

Jiang Han was so poor, how many spirit stones could he get from selling the few spirit fruits every day? I'm afraid it wouldn't even be enough for him to practice.

He didn't know how long it took him to save enough spirit stones to buy this fur.

Mo Qiu Shuang could already imagine Jiang Han sitting on the cold stone bed, holding a few broken spirit stones, looking forward to buying an animal skin mat.

He did so much just to better preserve the garbage she sent...

Mo Qiu Shuang couldn't stop crying, her tears simply couldn't be stopped, and her vision blurred in the blink of an eye.

I didn't expect Jiang Han to have such a hard time these past few years...

She only hated herself for not coming to Jiang Han's cave earlier. If she had known these things earlier, if she had known that Jiang Han liked her so much, she would definitely not have treated him like that before.

Jiang Han, he did so much, but how did she treat him?

Mo Qiu Shuang held the photo-taking bead carefully, her body collapsed weakly against the wall, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

She knew how she had treated Jiang Han before, she had always known it.

Those memories kept hitting her mind. She had never been so miserable before. Even when she was trapped in the devil's abyss and suffered the pain of being devoured by thousands of demons, it was not as painful as the pain she felt now!

Mo Qiu Shuang trembled as he touched the image-keeping bead and slowly injected his spiritual power into it, fearing that it would be hurt.

She wanted to see what precious things were stored inside the photo-taking beads that Jiang Han had preserved so carefully.

A curtain of light burst out from the shadow bead, slowly spreading out in the air, and a line of large characters appeared.

"This is a gift from my senior sister!"

The font is very large, probably to fit all his favorite things into it.

The handwriting is still a little immature, but you can tell at a glance that the person who wrote it was very careful.

"Wuwuwu..." Mo Qiu Shuang could no longer hold back, her sobs spilled out from between her fingers, and her tears quickly wet a large area of ​​the ground.

Her heart ached so much, her heart kept twitching, waves were surging in the lake of her heart, and the little green lotus began to shake violently.

If this continues, my Dao heart will definitely be damaged again.

But she couldn't control herself at all. She carefully felt the joy between the lines, which was overflowing with Jiang Han's love and dependence on her.

The words slowly disappeared, and what appeared next was her appearance.

That was the picture of her meditating. She could see her sharp gaze coming straight at her, shattering the picture.

Mo Qiu Shuang remembered this scene. She was practicing that day and Jiang Han came over to play with her again.

She was cultivating her mind at the time, so how could she have time to play with him? Jiang Han actually interrupted her cultivation for this, which made her very angry. She scolded him and drove him away.

But now, looking at that cold look, she found that she couldn't recognize it.

It turned out that the look she gave Jiang Han was so cold and ruthless.

Pictures kept appearing, some of hers, some of her junior sisters and some of her master.

Although they are not the same person, they do the same things.

That is, her attitude towards Jiang Han was particularly bad, and she did not see a good expression on his face from these pictures.

Even the master, who was the most peaceful, looked at Jiang Han with a cold and emotionless look.

It would be fine if it was just a bad attitude, but there were also countless scenes of beating and scolding Jiang Han.

The one who beat him the most was Third Junior Sister, followed by Master, and also her...

Jiang Han was beaten to the point of near death time and time again. The injuries were painful to watch. He was so young at the time, how could they have the heart to do that to him?!

Mo Qiu Shuang's heart ached as she watched this. She couldn't imagine how Jiang Han had managed to hold on until now.

But even though they were all unpleasant memories, Jiang Han still took them so seriously and preserved these images as treasures.

The scene unknowingly reached the last scene, and her figure appeared in it.

Jiang Han, on the other hand, lay in the mud with his legs bent and a look of pain on his face. Although his body was already stained red with blood, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Jiang Han, get out of here! Stop using those broken spiritual fruits of yours to disgust me!" Mo Qiu Shuang's face was cold as she cursed at Jiang Han.

"I'm warning you, if you dare to come near my cave again, I'll break more than just your legs! Get away! Don't let me see you again!"

Snap! The picture suddenly stopped.