After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

"Sister Ran."

Lin Chuan came to Ran and gently held her in his arms.

"I'm fine, don't worry..."

Ran's voice trembled slightly, and she gently pressed her cheek against Lin Chuan's chest, her words choked with sobs that had not yet subsided.

Lin Chuan didn't say much, just stretched out his hand and patted her back gently.

"Now that this matter is over, Qin, you should pay the price."

Tu Bo's voice sounded deep and full of unquestionable majesty.

"Price? What price?"

Ran's delicate body tensed up instantly, and her emotions, which had just calmed down, were suddenly broken.

She suddenly looked up at Tu Bo, her eyes filled with surprise and vigilance, "My husband didn't help me revive my people, why should he pay the price?"

"You have opened the Xuanpin Gate without authorization, secretly led the souls of the dead to the world, and disturbed the order of the underworld. I will shorten your lifespan by a hundred years."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white mist around Tu Bo suddenly surged and rushed towards Lin Chuan with a cold aura.

"I will bear this price for my husband!"

Ran suddenly broke free from Lin Chuan's arms, almost subconsciously moving sideways to block him, looking firmly at the white mist that was spreading.

"It's useless, Sister Ran." Lin Chuan shook his head slightly.

The next second, the white mist seemed to have eyes, and it nimbly avoided Ran's figure and rushed straight towards Lin Chuan, penetrating into his body.

As a biting chill instantly spread to his limbs and bones, Lin Chuan felt his blood and energy stagnate slightly, and the spiritual power around him seemed to be frozen a little, and a brief sense of drowsiness flashed before his eyes.

"Husband!" Ran's heart tightened and she instantly turned back to Lin Chuan's side.

"Don't worry, my lady, I'm fine."

Seeing Ran trying to cut her palm and force out the essence of blood to prolong her life, Lin Chuan quickly grabbed Ran's hand and said, "It's only a hundred years of life. It won't have much impact on me."

"..."

Ran's lips moved, thousands of words stuck in her throat, and finally turned into a choked sob: "I'm sorry... It's all my fault. If it weren't for me..."

"Be good, we are Taoist couples."

Lin Chuan spoke softly, raising his hand to gently wipe away the tears on her cheeks. "Your business is my business. How can you say 'because of you'? A hundred years of life in exchange for you meeting your clan members is worth it."

"..."

Ran didn't say anything else, but suddenly tightened her arms and hugged Lin Chuan tightly.

……

Qingluan Holy Land, Tianjian Peak.

When the last thunderbolt dissipated, the thick clouds in the sky receded like the tide, revealing the clear sky.

Jiang Wanying slowly opened her eyes and gently exhaled. The spiritual energy surging around her body gradually calmed down, and her breath became several times calmer and heavier than before.

"Is Ying'er injured?"

Xu Hanyi came to Jiang Wanying almost instantly, and without waiting for her response, he grabbed her wrist, and his spiritual power penetrated into her body through his fingertips, carefully examining the situation inside her body.

"Master, don't worry, I'm fine." Jiang Wanying shook her head gently.

Xu Hanyi didn't say anything, but just concentrated her mind and urged her spiritual power to circulate slowly in her body. She only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no hidden injuries or diseases left.

"Yes, the foundation is very solid. It won't be a problem to reach the Tribulation Realm in the future."

Xu Hanyi withdrew his hand, and the worry in his eyes gradually turned into a hint of relief.

"Thanks to Master for his careful teaching of me over the years."

Jiang Wanying lowered her eyes slightly and raised her hand to tidy up her hair that was messed up by the lightning.

"If I remember correctly, I only taught Ying'er swordsmanship, and didn't teach Ying'er how to play with fire, right?" Xu Hanyi looked straight at Jiang Wanying with a meaningful tone.

"..."

Jiang Wanying was slightly stunned. After a moment of silence, she whispered, "Master, disciple..."

After a while.

After listening to Jiang Wanying's story about Xu Hanyi's previous life, his expression did not change much.

She had noticed Jiang Wanying's abnormality a long time ago. After secretly exploring Jiang Wanying's soul, she had some guesses in her mind. She asked about it just now, but it was just a casual mention.

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