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The firefly seemed to be irritated, flapping its wings as if it wanted to fly.

However, its body was too big and its wings left afterimages, so it still couldn't fly from her palm.

"Yeah, fat." Yin Li agreed.

When Yinghuo heard his owner say he was fat, he felt like the sky was falling and just rolled around in his palm to express his dissatisfaction.

Lin Xuxi chuckled and sighed, "Senior Brother Yin Li is such a cold and taciturn person, but he always manages to raise such cute and lovable things."

Very interesting.

Perhaps, Senior Brother Yin Li is also an interesting and lovely person?

Thinking of this, Lin Xuxi looked at Senior Brother Yin Li's face and his cold demeanor again, and felt that they were not similar.

"time to go."

Lin Xuxi lowered the little guy in her hand to her waist and smiled at Yinghuo, "Thank you for your help, little guy."

Mars obediently turned around and faced its butt toward the outside so that it could illuminate the road on the ground.

Yin Li turned around and walked downstairs.

The two of them didn't even talk to Yue Ju, let alone a private meeting. It was just a normal conversation between a senior and a junior, not like there was any affair going on.

Yan Chuhua took back the photo stone without getting any evidence, and felt it was a pity.

"Let's go." Duanmei pulled Yan Chuhua away.

He also had doubts in his mind, but because of his bad first impression of Lin Xuxi, he did not ask even though he had doubts.

Yan Chuhua keenly noticed Duanmei's thoughts.

"Senior, there are so many people here, and they are all cautious. They might have discovered me a long time ago." Yan Chuhua sighed, "It's also because my cultivation is not enough."

After saying this, he carefully observed the other person's expression and got a satisfactory reaction.

"Too."

Duanmei's worries were dispelled.

Fushan was in chaos because of Lin Xuxi's departure.

The number of tasks each month for the talisman cultivators, medicine cultivators, and sword cultivators is allocated according to the requirements. Each person is also allocated spirit stones, medicinal materials, talisman paper, and is also required to teach these disciples how to draw talismans and mix cinnabar.

How to teach outer disciples, inner disciples, and personal disciples? The progress of each level of disciples is different, and they must be taught separately.

As these trivial matters accumulated, Jiang Sihan's temper became worse and worse in the past two days, to the point where he was afraid that any disciples would come up to him and cause trouble.

Rong Xin walked to the door, holding a plate of homemade snacks. She raised her hand to knock, but hesitated.

Hearing from her disciples that Brother Han had been in a bad mood these past two days, she hesitated at the door for a while, wondering whether to go in.

"There's a problem with the distribution of the spirit stones, talismans, and cinnabar again!"

Jiang Sihan was furious and raised his hand to sweep all the jade slips on the table to the ground.

The palm-sized white jade slips shattered into pieces, and the wooden tray holding the dragon stone on the desk was also knocked to the ground.

The dragon light stone used for lighting rolled to the corner, and the room suddenly became dark.

Jiang Sihan sat on the armchair, leaning back, fingers pressed against his swollen temples, completely oblivious to the shifting light and shadows in the room.

Hearing the noise inside, Rong Xin took a deep breath and pushed the door open without knocking.

Jiang Sihan had his own courtyard. After Lin Xuxi left, she sealed off the bedrooms, so he had no choice but to move back to his original courtyard.

When Rong Xin pushed the door open, she saw Brother Han sitting in a chair behind the desk facing the door, looking worried.

She didn't interrupt immediately, but walked over slowly, around the round table and drum stools for guests, and walked further in. With her bare hands, she lifted the hanging green gauze curtain and carefully placed the cake in her hand on the table.

After putting down the white and blue porcelain plate, Rong Xin walked to the window and pushed open the window behind Han Ge.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Rong Xin walked over, bent down, picked up the Dragon Stone in the corner, put it back on the wooden tray on the table, and squatted down to pick up the jade slips scattered on the ground.

"Xi'er, don't take it."

Jiang Sihan uttered this sentence subconsciously without opening his eyes. After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong and opened his eyes to see that it was Xin'er.

"Xin'er, what are you doing here?" In front of outsiders, Jiang Sihan put away his decadent look, sat up straight and resumed the elegant and upright appearance of a gentleman.

Rong Xin was very unhappy when she was called Lin Xuxi just now. What she hated most in her life was being compared to others.

Although she was angry, she didn't show it directly. She gave a wry smile, placed the jade slip on the table and asked, "Brother Han, do you miss me?"

"No."

At the third level of the Ruthless Dao, Jiang Sihan no longer felt any yearning. He had just subconsciously called out Lin Xuxi's nickname.

"Brother Han." After helping to clean up the mess, Rong Xin leaned over and placed the stack of homemade snacks in front of him, saying softly, "Brother Han, you're tired. How about some snacks?"

Jiang Sihan glanced at Dianxin and shook his head, "No need."

"The snacks I make are not as good as my sister's. I know it." Looking at Brother Han's profile, Rong Xin felt a little moved.

After she was rescued by Lin Xuxi and brought back to the sect, she, an orphan with no one to rely on, met such a gifted boy who was handsome and elegant, and was also the eldest disciple of the leader of Xuanyu Sect.

These titles and identities have given Jiang Sihan a splendid appearance. She has always secretly wanted to snatch Brother Han away. Lin Xuxi, that woman, is not as gentle and considerate as her, so why should she snatch Brother Han from her?

But in the end, she could only watch the two of them become Taoist couples.

Over the years, Brother Han never took her seriously. In the past, he only had Lin Xuxi in his heart and eyes, but later he only wanted to practice, and it seemed that there was no place for her.

She hated Lin Xuxi. To be honest, she hated him the moment she saved her.

Rong Xin shouldn't have met such a good person. Such a person compared her to a dust ant.

"Don't underestimate yourself." Jiang Sihan shook his head, thinking that Rong Xin was overthinking it again, and comforted her as before: "You are you, she is she. She can't compare to you."

Over the years, he has become more and more impatient looking at Lin Xuxi. She is not as sensible and well-behaved as Xin'er at all.

Hearing this, Rong Xin smiled adorably. She walked briskly around the chair and stood behind Brother Han. She placed her hands on his shoulders and said in a sweet voice, "Then I'll massage Brother Han's shoulders. You've been very busy lately, haven't you?"

Jiang Sihan didn't refuse after all.

"Brother Han, I don't think my sister has that many things to deal with, so how come you only have these thick stacks of documents?" Rong Xin muttered to herself as she pressed them, "But, my sister has Master Yin's help. Two is always better than one, right?"

"Yin Li's help?"

Jiang Sihan frowned, grabbed Rong Xin's hand that was pressing on his shoulder, turned around and asked sternly, "You said Yin Li would help?!"

"Brother Han, you, you hurt me."

Rong Xin let out a soft cry, and mist immediately formed in her almond-shaped eyes, making her sparkling eyes look even more adorable. She said softly, "Brother Han, you pinched me so hard that it hurts."

It was delicate and soft, just like the plate of desserts she brought, sweet, soft and delicious.

"Excuse me." Jiang Sihan released his hand, but still brooding over what he had just said, he pressed on, "You said Yin Li was helping Lin Xuxi, wasn't that right?"

"I also happened to hear my sister mention it a few times."

Rong Xin lowered her eyes to look at her pinched red hand and said softly, "I went to see my sister a few times. She was also looking at the jade slips, and I offered to help. But my sister said it was not necessary and that Senior Brother Yin Li would share the burden."