fell into a pit book

I don't know how long it took, after slowly getting used to the heat, Hang Hehuan sank into the darkness again.

After a long time, there was light that slowly illuminated the boundless and endless darkness.Then the purple pupil appeared in the light, approached Hang Hehuan and said, "Are you still unwilling?" Hang Hehuan continued to give her a middle finger without raising his head, "Don't think about it, I don't Maybe agree to you." Zitong moved closer to Hang Hehuan, almost close to her ear, with a hoarse voice, "You like Leng Qingjue, don't you?" What?!!"

That purple pupil got up, smiled and circled around her, "Dare you say that you don't have the slightest thought about Leng Qingjue?"

Hang Hehuan almost gritted his teeth and said, "She is my master!"

"Yeah..." Zitong sighed, "Master, she raised a good apprentice, but she has unreasonable thoughts about her." After that, Zitong suddenly moved closer to Hang Hehuan, stared at her and said : "Do you really, really dislike Leng Qingjue?"

The words stuck in the throat, and neither came out nor came out.What is she going to say?Do you like it?Not to mention that this is just a fake book, even if this is really her world, it is her master!Besides, that was deserted!How can she be someone she can imagine?But if she said she didn't like it, did she really not have that kind of thought...

Zi Tong's eyes haven't moved away yet, she continued: "But I like her..."

Before she could finish her words, Hang Hehuan was filled with outrageous anger for some reason, subconsciously swept her fist with wind, and she easily grabbed her wrist, saying: "You like her too, Yes or no?"

like……

do not like……

Hang Hehuan's clenched fist slowly loosened, she didn't know how to deal with this thought...

The purple pupil said as if tempting: "Don't struggle, you like her... right? You like her..."

"Get out!! How could I like a character in a book?!!" Hang Hehuan didn't know whether to say it to Zi Tong or to himself when he almost roared.

On the other hand, Zi Tong got up after hearing this, took a step back, and said condescendingly: "If you really don't want to, I won't force you..."

Hang Hehuan said: "Why don't you let me out quickly?!"

"Well... one day you will promise me..." As the voice faded away, the darkness also faded away.Slowly, Hang Hehuan could perceive the surrounding light.Then, she slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Leng Qingjue's face that was close at hand, and the usually cold face was a little softer because of the mist.

Hang Hehuan only took one look, then immediately staggered away, his lips trembled, and said: "Master, Master..."

Leng Qingjue's eyes were clear, "Are you awake?"

"Um……"

"It's good to wake up."

"Ah."

As soon as Hang Hehuan lowered his head, he only glanced at the lower part of his shoulders that he couldn't see clearly in the spring water, but it was obviously not covered with silk, and then looked at Leng Qingjue's side as well, raised his head, and asked in a low voice: "Master? This is……"

Leng Qingjue still supported her arm, her expression was the same as before, without any other meaning, and said: "Medicated bath, clear the poison of Xiangliu in your body."

"Oh."

Seeing Leng Qingjue's very serious answer, Hang Hehuan couldn't think too much, so he could only obediently move, but his eyes had to be staggered to look at the green grass.

After being silent for a long while, the thirsty Hang Hehuan broke the silence carefully and said, "Master, how long do we have to soak..."

Leng Qingjue lowered his eyelids, looked at her soaked and reddened skin, and said, "It's ok."

"That……"

Leng Qingjue stabilized her body and said: "You go up first, wrapped in a blanket."

"Oh……"

Hang Hehuan responded with Leng Qingjue's support and lifted him onto the wooden couch on the shore, and quickly pulled the blanket to wrap him tightly. Looking around, he realized that Leng Qingjue had already put on his clothes and stood on the shore, and he couldn't help feeling disappointed.After thinking about it, I slapped myself in my heart, what are you so disappointed for? ?

But it's not a problem to be wrapped in a blanket all the time, besides, Leng Qingjue has already put on her clothes, so she can't be naked, can she?Hang Hehuan glanced at the dirty white dress that was put aside, and decided not to want it anymore. Looking at Leng Qingjue, he said, "Master, my clothes..."

Leng Qingjue straightened her wet long hair, pulled out a red dress from her sleeves, and said, "Wear this."

Hang Hehuan saw the bright red dress in Leng Qingjue's hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. If she read correctly, this should be the one Shang Qingchen bought four years ago, right? ?Leng Qingjue keeps keeping it?Has it been confiscated yet? ?

"Master, this clothes..."

Leng Qingjue handed it forward, "Put it on."

"Yes..." Well, if you wear it, it's better than not having to wear it.

Hang Hehuan reluctantly took the clothes, and for some reason, wrapped in a blanket and turned around with Leng Qingjue on his back, he slowly changed his clothes.Especially with a shoulder injury that hasn't healed, the movements can't be slower.

After putting on the inner garment, he shook off the outer robe, and slowly put it on his body.Leng Qingjue over there didn't know whether she was in a hurry or what, but she came over to take over her job.Hang Hehuan happened to be very tired from wearing clothes, so he didn't say much, letting Leng Qingjue move.

Leng Qingjue finally tied up his belt and took a step back, as if admiring it.

"very good."

Hang Hehuan lowered his head and tugged at the hem of his clothes. He was used to plain colors, but he was really not used to suddenly changing into such bright colors.But I don't need to look at it myself, it's easier to relax, but the color is indeed a bit dazzling.But the clothes bought four years ago can still be worn now. Could it be that she hasn't grown up in the past four years?It shouldn't be, she has grown a lot... Looking up at Leng Qingjue, she is a little frustrated, no matter how much she has grown, she is still not as tall as Leng Qingjue...

Leng Qingjue retreated from the barrier with a wave of his hand, and the wooden house next to Wen Yaoquan appeared.Turning around, he naturally took Hang Hehuan's hand and walked outside.Hang Hehuan didn't struggle either, only a little depressed: she seemed to be getting more and more used to being led by Leng Qingjue...

Feeling the warmth coming from the palm of his hand, Hang Hehuan thought about it and felt that what he said to that purple pupil when he was trapped just now was really not human. Is Leng Qingjue really just a character in a pit book to her?Or, can she still treat Leng Qingjue as just a character in a book after getting along with her in the past few years?

Seeing in her eyes, feeling in her hands, and the sound of breathing in her ears are all telling her that the person walking beside her is a very real and desolate person, not just a cold person with small black squares stacked one by one. It's just a description.

Leng Qingjue picked up the lunch box Yi Ling sent, and took Hang Hehuan to the wooden house that Fu Lisu had mentioned earlier.

Hang Hehuan glanced at the wooden house in front of him, turned his head and said, "Master, aren't we going back to Wanji Mountain?"

"Until you recover from your injury, stay here for the time being." Leng Qingjue let go of Hang Hehuan's hand, walked forward and opened the door first, and saw that the room seemed to be cleaned by someone, it was very clean and tidy, and then signaled for Hang Hehuan to enter the room.Hang Hehuan glanced at the very simple wooden house, and secretly sighed in his heart: "The Wanhua Mountain Gate is really simple from top to bottom..."

Here, the master and the apprentice went into the house to have lunch, so there was nothing to say.

Looking forward to the outside venue.

Shang Qing and Chen were followed by Xiao Qianhua, Lu Jinger and Lou Yiteng, and the atmosphere was tense.

"It's already noon, I don't know if Head Master Ji can come up with any excuses that can stand up to the stage?"

After Xiangliu appeared in the paddock, the Trial of Hundred Immortals was forced to end.Although the families were slightly dissatisfied with this, no one really stood up to object.After all, no matter how precious the things obtained in the competition are, they cannot be as precious as taking your own life.Ji Haonan apologized to all the families one after another, and arranged for all the families to go back to the residence where Lingxiang was waiting for guests. He fully agreed that the list will be released tonight and an apology will be given at the same time.

It's just that the Wanhua Mountain Gate is not so easy to pass.

Ji Haonan frowned, and his already pale face turned even paler, "This matter is really an accident, and I'm planning to give you a generous gift some other day as a consolation."

"Great gifts?" Shang Qingchen snorted coldly, "I, Wanhua, don't lack those vulgar things, and what I'm asking for today is just a reasonable explanation."

Ji Haonan secretly clenched his fists, but he still couldn't help smiling, and said, "How about Master Shang?"

Shang Qingchen glanced at the person behind Ji Haonan, "What about me? Didn't I make it very clear, I just need an explanation."

"Okay, since that's the case, Shang Shanzhu and the three of you should go back to Fanlinshui Pavilion and wait. Tonight, there will be an answer that satisfies Shanzhu."

"Master Ji said so, then I'll go back and wait." Shang Qingchen called out Yong Yu, and said to the three behind him: "Let's go back."

"Yes."

The three of them summoned their respective swords and left the venue together with Shang Qingchen.

Ji Haonan watched the four of them leave, turned his head and asked the person behind him, "Is the matter settled?"

"Don't worry, Master."

After getting the answer he wanted, Ji Haonan no longer had the expression on Shang Qing and Chen's face, and snorted, "Both Wanhua Mountain Gate and Wanji Mountain..."

But after Shang Qingchen left Ji Haonan's sight, he didn't go back to Fanlin Shui Pavilion directly, but went straight to the place where Hang Hehuan killed Xiangliu today.

"Master, why are you here?"

Xiao Qianhua landed behind Shang Qingchen, Xiangliu's body had not been disposed of in time, and there was a faint stench, and the place where Xiangliu was located was not a blade of grass.

Shang Qingchen walked around Xiangliu and said, "Look for something."

Lu Jinger couldn't witness Hang Hehuan's heroic appearance, so she couldn't help feeling a little regretful, she could only sigh at the corpse that looked like a hill, and after hearing what Shang Qing Chen said, she asked curiously, "What is Master looking for?"

Shang Qingchen slapped his fan twice to get rid of the stench, and only then did he think to speak again, saying: "Find something good."

"..."

The three of them were speechless when they got this answer, so they could only stay aside and watch Shang Qing and Chen search.Shang Qingchen turned around two or three times, and finally found the string of beads strung with red string in a yellow grass, carefully holding the knot, looking at the runes that seemed to be condensed on the beads, he felt something in his heart. decide.

Xiao Qianhua's eyes were sharp, and he said, "Master, this seems to belong to Senior Sister Hang?"

Shang Qingchen put the beads away and said: "Yes, but it's a good thing. It's alright, I found it, let's go back and wait for someone to deliver it!"

"Yes."