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"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" Jianhui wanted to slap himself a few times.

Wei Yuyun was still quite calm. He bent down to take Aunt Xin from Jianhui's hands, turned around and instructed: "Junior brother, go and ask Master for help!" Then, he carried the person back first.

"Yes!" Zhou Jingyue ran to ask his master.

Yan Yao went up to help Jian Hui, who was sitting on the ground sobbing, and asked curiously, "What happened? Aren't you going to go on a mission?"

How come one came back crying and the other unconscious?

"I, we were on a mission, and I was caught off guard and attacked. Aunt Xin blocked a blow for me, then vomited blood and fainted. I didn't mean to do that, I really didn't mean to."

Jian Hui cried and explained, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have let Aunt Xin go with me. Wuuuuu - I'm sorry, Aunt Xin."

"You, you look good with such a big head on your head, right?" Yan Yao was so angry that he poked Jianhui's head with his hand, and without caring about the person who was still crying, he hurried to chase after the eldest brother.

To be able to injure Aunt Xin so seriously, I'm afraid something big must have happened.

Seeing this, others followed.

"Wait for me, wait for me!" Jianhui ran while crying.

The disciples of Fushan were anxiously gathered at the door. Inside the house, their master was treating Aunt Xin's injuries, and no one dared to go in and disturb him.

Wei Yuyun stood with his hands behind his back, closest to the door, his eyes solemn.

"Big Brother, I didn't mean it." Jian Hui was like a little quail that had made a mistake, with his head almost buried. He didn't dare to look directly into Big Brother's eyes, he was afraid.

Yan Yao cursed angrily, "I don't know what's wrong with you. You've been practicing so hard that you've caused Aunt Xin to be so badly injured because of you."

Now Jianhui didn't dare to look up anymore. He tugged at the corners of his clothes with his hands and wet them.

He was also heartbroken and sad. He had never intended to hurt Aunt Xin, but he just didn't know how it happened so suddenly. He was also very confused.

"See you, Senior Brother Hui." Zhou Jingyue didn't think so. He leaned over and asked, "You often go out to do missions and gain experience, and Aunt Xin is also in the Nascent Soul stage. Something like this shouldn't happen."

He just couldn't figure it out.

Yeah, Jianhui couldn't figure out how it all happened so suddenly. Before he could react, Aunt Xin was already injured.

Yan Yao didn't give Jian Hui a chance to argue, and sneered, "What else can you do? Instead of practicing diligently, you're just trying to get some cinnabar talisman paper. Now you've implicated Aunt Xin. What use are you?"

"It's my fault. It's all my fault."

Jianhui was so devastated that he couldn't even raise his head. He was a very internally-constrained person, and when he was blamed, he wished he could suffer for Aunt Xin.

He didn't dare to look up, for fear that everyone would look at him with condemning eyes.

"Brother Jianhui, don't blame yourself." Zhou Jingyue patted his brother on the back and said soothingly, "Maybe it was just an accident. When Master's Wife comes back, we will practice with her. If you are good at making cinnabar, Master's Wife will be able to do the same."

Yan Yao, already upset over Aunt Xin's injury, turned his rage on Zhou Jingyue upon hearing those two words, scolding him, "We finally have a couple of days of peace and quiet, and you bring up that unlucky thing again! Honestly, if she hadn't left this mess behind, there's no guarantee this wouldn't have happened."

"Senior Brother Yan!"

Zhou Jingyue wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered that he had said the same thing to his master's wife. He immediately became discouraged. What right did he have to refute?

After holding it in for a long time, Zhou Jingyue finally managed to utter a word in a muffled voice: "In short, Master's Wife is very good, and Aunt Xin is also good. Please stop saying that Master's Wife is unlucky."

Wei Yuyun chuckled, "Zhou Jingyue, if you dare to compare Aunt Xin and Lin Xuxi again, don't blame me, your senior brother, for being ruthless."

Apart from the master, the person everyone fears the most is the eldest senior brother.

"How can Lin Xuxi have the nerve to compare herself with Aunt Xin?" Yan Yao sneered.

No matter how indignant Zhou Jingyue was, he could only swallow back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Everyone looked at the closed door and did not dare to rush in. They could only wait outside with their hands down.

Jiang Sihan was a little unhappy because he felt that Xin'er was getting injured every other day, which was really troublesome.

He was a little impatient, looked up at the pink bed curtains, and wanted to leave.

"Brother Han~"

The voice of the person who just woke up was weak and delicate. Rong Xin reluctantly raised her hand, hooked her index finger around Han Ge's little finger, and sobbed, "Han Ge, I almost didn't see you anymore."

Her voice was hoarse and her face was pale. Rong Xin thought that she was pitiful and distressing enough at this moment.

"You are a Yuanying stage cultivator, and you were seriously injured like this by a foundation-building demon cultivator. Don't you think it's ridiculous?" Jiang Sihan withdrew his hand, sat upright and didn't bother to look at the woman on the bed.

He was the one who assigned the mission to Jianhui, how could he not know what the mission was?

There are only two or three demon cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Not to mention the Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, even Jianhui can get rid of them easily. How dare a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator get injured so badly and still have the nerve to complain?

Ridiculous, so ridiculous.

"what?"

Rong Xin had never expected Brother Han to react like this. Shouldn't he have comforted her and hugged her?

"No, that's not from the Foundation Establishment stage." Rong Xin was disappointed. She held back the tears that were about to overflow and explained in a hoarse voice, "We were ambushed before we even saw who it was."

"That's all."

Jiang Sihan didn't want to waste any more time on this matter. He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said coldly, "Take care of yourself. I have things to do."

"Brother Han!"

Seeing him about to leave, Rong Xin was not willing to let him go. She leaned over and grabbed Han Ge's sleeve, saying pitifully, "Han Ge, don't go. I really didn't mean to get hurt. It's just that I can't watch Jian Hui get into trouble, Han Ge~"

The tears that Rong Xin had just held back were put to good use again.

A tear slid down her pale cheek. If it were anyone else, they would probably hold that person in their arms and comfort him or her out of heartache.

Although Jiang Sihan remained indifferent, he didn't leave. He just stared at Rong Xin coldly.

"Brother Han, it's all my fault." Rong Xin bit her lower lip, half of her body leaning out of the bed with only a little bit of her sleeve as support. She raised her head and looked at him with a pair of tearful eyes full of grievance.

She is so fragile that you can play with her at your will, making you want to give your whole heart to her.

"If it was Lin Xuxi, she wouldn't have done something like this."

Jiang Sihan disliked Lin Xuxi, but he had to admit her skills. She was in the late Nascent Soul stage, and she could fight even against a Spiritualization stage cultivator.

Tears stopped in her eyes and Rong Xin stared at Brother Han blankly.

Is she not as good as Lin Xuxi?

Jiang Sihan's eyes were emotionless and without desire, he just looked at her coldly. It was like looking at a stranger, without any ups and downs.

Even worse than looking at a pet.

But Rong Xin, heartbroken, didn't dwell on the coldness in Jiang Sihan's eyes. She just assumed that he couldn't forget his past feelings for Lin Xuxi. She slowly loosened her grip on her sleeve and nodded, "I understand."

Lin Xuxi, why am I still no match for you even after you left? Why can't you just die!

Why can't you just die!

Rong Xin slowly clenched his hands into fists, and all his anger and unwillingness turned into a breath of foul air when it reached his mouth.

"Brother Han, don't blame Jianhui. It's my fault." When he looked up again, Rong Xin looked pitiful again.