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"In that case, the rumor that I asked my sister to subdue a level six soul beast is just a rumor? Who spread it?" Lin Xuxi asked without giving in.

She used to be too indifferent.

I always feel that the disciple she raised and the beloved sister she doted on will always understand her good intentions.

But she forgot, how could a dog understand people's good intentions?

"That's because you agreed to let Aunt Xin go, so Aunt Xin was in danger." Zhou Jingyue threw the jade slip back and said speciously, "It's not your fault!"

This heart is really biased to the extreme.

If it were in the past, Lin Xuxi would still be sad, but now she no longer cares.

In her previous life, she was framed, and Zhou Jingyue was the first to stand up and kick her into the thorn well.

The thorn well has no end, you will keep falling. Once you fall in, countless thorns will grow on the wall of the well, as sharp as daggers. A single cut will leave a wound deep enough to see the bone.

And she was tortured in the well for fifty years, all thanks to Zhou Jingyue.

"Cough cough—cough cough!" Fearing that Zhou Jingyue would make more mistakes, Rong Xin quickly pretended to be in pain and coughed, "Yue'er, stop talking!"

As he spoke, he actually vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Aunt Xin, Aunt Xin!" Zhou Jingyue was so anxious that he was spinning around in circles. "Lin Xuxi! Hurry up and save Aunt Xin!"

This trick again?

Lin Xuxi snorted inwardly, but on the surface, he raised his hand and cast a purple talisman, striking it into Rong Xin's brow.

Suddenly, Rong Xin felt as if his consciousness was burning, and so was his inner elixir.

"Ah! Cough cough--" She screamed and her cough became more severe.

Is it Lin Xuxi who is behind this?

Rong Xin looked up at Lin Xuxi, wanting to question her, but couldn't utter a word.

"The purple talisman is useless? Could it be that your foundation has been damaged, Xin'er?" Lin Xuxi pretended to be serious, frowning slightly. "Zhou Jingyue, your Aunt Xin is seriously injured. In order to help her recover as soon as possible, return the White Spirit Grass I gave you to me so that I can make medicine for her."

"That's my Bai Lingcao!" Zhou Jingyue's voice rose slightly, and he covered the storage bag on his waist with a bit of disbelief, "Why did you take it away?"

"Only with the Bai Lingcao as a guide can I be sure to cure your Aunt Xin!" Lin Xuxi said in feigned anger, "Which one is more important, the Bai Lingcao or your Aunt Xin?"

Zhou Jingyue, it's time for you to experience the feeling of being morally kidnapped.

As expected, Zhou Jingyue's face turned pale and purple, and he stammered, refusing to hand over the brocade bag.

"No, that's not necessary." How could Rong Xin miss this opportunity to be a good person? She endured the pain and spoke with all her might, "White Spirit Grass is rare, how can I use it? Once I rest, my body will be healed."

"If you insist on doing so, don't blame me if you have any problems with your practice in the future." Lin Xuxi said this, but looked at Zhou Jingyue provocatively.

Rong Xin's heart immediately raced. He'd clearly been faking an injury, so why was his consciousness and inner core burning with pain? Could it be that a Level 2 spirit beast had damaged his foundation?

Zhou Jingyue clearly didn't want to give it to me. Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted, "Lin Xuxi, Bai Lingcao usually grows in pairs. If you gave me this one, you must have more! It's clearly your fault, so why are you trying to take this one from me? Don't you want to give it to save Aunt Xin?"

Hearing this, Rong Xin also added fuel to the fire: "Yue'er, Bai Lingcao is rare. Even if my sister doesn't give it to me, it's only right. After all, in the future... cough cough cough..."

"Yes, there is one more." Lin Xuxi was already a little impatient with the acting, so she interrupted directly, "But that one is with your master. When your master comes out of seclusion in a month, I'm afraid your Aunt Xin's foundation will have been destroyed."

Zhou Jingyue lowered his head and glanced at Aunt Xin who was in distress. Finally, he gritted his teeth and took out the Bai Lingcao and offered it to her: "Here you go."

It seems that Zhou Jingyue really cares about Rong Xin! He even gave up the White Spirit Grass for her.

She had raised Zhou Jingyue for so many years and had given him countless precious medicinal herbs, but she had never received even an ordinary red ginseng fruit.

Looking at the spiritual herb emitting a bright white light, Lin Xuxi smiled with satisfaction and put it in his palm.

This pair of white spirit grasses were treasures she had obtained after five years of hard practice in the Blue Water Pond. She would take back the one on Jiang Sihan sooner or later and would never leave it to these bastards!

"Don't forget to make medicine for Aunt Xin!" Zhou Jingyue reminded, fearing that Lin Xuxi would take the things and not do the job.

Lin Xuxi glanced at Rong Xin who was feeling uncomfortable.

This purple talisman will automatically dissipate after burning for another day, and then no matter what medicine is used, she will be full of life. So he nodded and said, "The medicine will be refined tomorrow, and I will let Xin'er take it then."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Aunt Xin, you should have a good rest." Zhou Jingyue let Rong Xin lie down. Seeing Lin Xuxi was about to leave, he immediately followed and shouted, "Lin Xuxi, stop!"

Hearing this, Lin Xuxi stopped and turned back, his dark eyes like an unfathomable pool of water, staring at Zhou Jingyue: "What's the matter?"

She was smiling, but her smile did not affect the pool of water.

"You!" Zhou Jingyue wanted to continue scolding her, but seeing this, he backed off a bit and swallowed his saliva, saying, "Although this matter has nothing to do with you, you are also wrong!"

Are you rushing to convict her?

Then, like before, he would act unreasonable and ask for some benefits from me?

There's no point in talking to idiots.

Lin Xuxi suddenly lost interest. She played with the jade bracelet on her left hand and said coldly, "Is that all? Got it. I still need to make medicine. Please help yourself!"

She turned and left.

Zhou Jingyue didn't expect her to react like that, and immediately chased after her. Coincidentally, he and the group of people at the door blocked Lin Xuxi from the front and back.

Seeing that it was Second Senior Brother and other outer disciples, Zhou Jingyue seemed to have found his group. He pushed Lin Xuxi aside in two steps and walked up to Second Senior Brother. "Second Senior Brother, you're finally here. Lin Xuxi was clearly in the wrong, but she refused to apologize to Aunt Xin! It really makes me angry!"

"Greetings to Master's Wife, Master's Wife, how are you?" The second disciple Yan Chuhua lowered his eyes respectfully and knelt down with all the disciples.

However, this greeting made Lin Xuxi almost vomit.

Back then, when she was being tortured in Qiu Shui Yuan, Yan Chuhua suddenly appeared and said he could help her escape, but he was short of money and had no treasures to bribe the guards.

At that time, Yan Chuhua had always been the most filial and good disciple in her heart. Without thinking much, she immediately gave away the several treasures and medicinal herbs that the sect leader had given her before his death.

However, as soon as Yan Chuhua got the treasure, he turned around and reported her to the sect, saying that she took advantage of the relationship between master and disciple and the grace of raising her to escape secretly.

After much struggle, he finally chose to be loyal to the sect and to sacrifice his relatives for the greater good.

Because of this incident, Yan Chuhua not only embezzled her treasure, but also received rewards from the sect.

Only I was taken out of Qiu Shui Yuan and then kicked into the Thorn Well by Yan Chuhua.

Pulling herself away from her memories, Lin Xuxi looked at Yan Chuhua, who was kneeling before her, and felt a wave of nausea. In terms of hypocrisy and insidiousness, none of her scumbag disciples could compare to the man before her.