Please care for Lonely and Widows Sanxian [Traveling]

Fortunately, Xuan Zhu didn't doubt at all that Wen Qingmo's truth was part of what he said to him.

Must be full.

Xuan Zhu hid his worries, took off his evil mask of disguise, patted Wen Qingmo on the shoulder, and let him relax: "Qingmo, we won't act anymore." He walked to the table and sat down, poured a glass of Tea, took a sip, and said seriously, "This mission has three days of recuperation time. You take two pills of this elixir every morning and evening, and then stay in the room to adjust your breath and meditate. The teacher will assist you at any time. This mission During this period, unless it is absolutely necessary, try not to make a move, no matter what happens, the teacher will protect you well."

Wen Qingmo said in a daze: "Master..."

"You have to know that the foundation of a monk is the most important thing. Once it is damaged, the road to cultivation will be difficult. As your master, you will never allow such a thing to happen." Xuan Zhu said to Wen Qingmo who was about to get out of bed, and said forcefully , "You can say that I am arbitrary, or I will lock you in the inn until you agree, huh?"

Xuan Zhu knew that he was as clever as Wen Qingmo, and knew what he meant, so he also saw the young man staring at him, and nodded: "I understand." So he retracted his feet that had just got off the bed, and then he stared at Xuan Zhu for a while. Zhu, a little lost in thought.

Xuanzhu thought that Wen Qingmo was moved, lowered his voice, changed from the tough attitude just now, and changed back to the appearance of the gentle master he has always been, and said with a smile: "If you are moved by what the teacher said, then Don't be dazed."

Wen Qingmo came back to his senses, closed his eyes embarrassingly, and adjusted his breath according to his words.

He didn't know why he lost his mind, it seemed that it was because of what Xuan Zhu said, he knew that Xuan Zhu cared about him, and he really felt that care.He also likes Xuan Zhu's caring control, which makes him feel the importance of his position in Xuan Zhu's heart.

This kind of care seemed to be what he had been waiting for for a long time, and he had been looking forward to it in those unremembered years.

Finally, in this life, I have been looking forward to it.

Fortunately, I met him.

However, he still hated his current weakness.

So, hurry up and practice faster.

Until you can stand shoulder to shoulder with the master.

For the past three days, Xuanzhu would go out every meal time and return to his room. When Wen Qingmo felt hungry, he would wake up from meditation and eat, and then he would use his mana to nurse Jindan for Wen Qingmo from time to time.

Perhaps it was because of the removal of the demonic energy, and thanks to those pills, Wen Qingmo recovered better than expected.

In three days, there were two events that impressed Xuan Zhu deeply.

One time was at the sunrise of the second day, when he saw Qiu Miao.

When Qiu Miao saw him, she had a delicate expression, and then asked him how Wen Qingmo was.

He told her that Wen Qingmo was adjusting his breath in the room, and when he saw Qiu Miao, he looked at the door behind him with a delicate expression, then at him, and after wandering his eyes for a while, he said: "Fellow Daoist Ji, I won't So I have a grudge, you can do whatever you did before, and I won't bother you to take care of Wen Daoyou." Without waiting for Xuanzhu's reaction, he fled into Hongjiao's room.

Still on this day, at the door of Chang Hongmiao's room, he saw him who seemed to be about to go out. After Chang Hongmiao saw him, he looked like he wanted to ask gossip but for some reason, he could not bear to ask.Xuan Zhu asked Chang Hongmiao to speak up if he had something to do, but Chang Hongmiao waved his hand and said no, put away his constipated face, and said haha: "You and you, Daoist Ji and you, Daoist Wen... are fine. You take care of me. Don't overwork him, we'll see you later." After speaking, he hurried downstairs.

Xuan Zhu was taken aback by this situation, feeling that the two of Hong Chang were simply baffled.

Three days passed in a flash, and in the early morning of the fourth day, Xuanzhu's consciousness went deep into Wen Qingmo's inner palace, and he felt that several cracks on the golden core hovering in the whiteness had finally been repaired, so he retracted his consciousness and put it away. He lit the meteorite glazed lamp, and waited for Wen Qingmo's last breath adjustment to end.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by Chang Hongmiao's voice: "Fellow Daoist Ji, our mission has changed."

Xuan Zhu's intuition told him that nothing good happened.He opened the door, and saw Chang Hongmiao sighed: "Hey, I don't know if it's bad luck or bad luck." He looked into the room with his head, and said with some scruples and embarrassment, "Fellow Daoist Ji, can you go in and talk about it?"

Xuan Zhu turned sideways, motioning for him to come in.

As soon as Chang Hongmiao entered the door, after Xuanzhu closed the door, he first looked at Wen Qingmo who was healing with the curtain closed on the bed, as if he was afraid of disturbing Wen Qingmo, he lowered his voice and said, "How is Daoist Wen?"

"Better." Xuan Zhu asked, "What happened?"

As soon as Chang Hongmiao heard the question, he immediately thought of the purpose of this visit, sighed again, curled his lips and said: "Just now, the subordinates of the mission target we are going to protect this time hurriedly came to the inn and told me that they The little prince is missing. The first task now is to find their little prince."

Xuan Zhu raised his eyebrows, didn't ask any more questions, and only said: "The reward has been doubled?"

Chang Hongmiao chuckled.

At this time, Wen Qingmo opened his eyes, presumably he heard the conversation between the two, and asked: "The cultivation world is so big, how can I find it? Their master also brought a kit similar to the one you gave me last time, isn't it?"

The voice was a bit hoarse when he said it, Wen Qingmo got out of bed, Xuan Zhu had already poured him a glass of water, and he drank it naturally to moisten his throat.

Wen Qingmo seemed to be in good spirits, which relieved Chang Hongmiao a lot. He laughed and said, "How is it possible? According to them, it was early this morning, and they suddenly received a spell. Since they couldn't unlock it, they took it When I arrived at the inn, I gave it to me. As soon as I untied it, I saw a place name.

"I think that should be where their master is. I'm afraid that something happened. Maybe he met a monk with him. Otherwise, it would be impossible to use the messenger talisman to call for help."

Chang Hongmiao pointed out, "This place is called Ningle Valley. I don't know if the two fellow Taoists have heard that on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month 12 years ago, the wife of the former sect leader of Liuren Mausoleum who rebelled..." He changed his words immediately after saying one word, "That's where Junior Sister was killed by a group of greedy monks."

Xuan Zhu paid attention to Wen Qingmo, Wen Qingmo looked normal and nodded.So he said: "I have heard it. But this time, the disappearance of the little prince is related to this place. It is really inconceivable."

Chang Hongmiao sighed, then gathered downstairs at noon, and the group of five people had lunch together before setting off.After getting the consent of the two, Chang Hongmiao didn't bother, and left first.

Xuan Zhu has been paying attention to any changes in Wen Qingmo's expression. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Wen Qingmo's froze expression after hearing "Ning Le Valley". Xuan Zhu knew that hearing this place again would definitely make Wen Qingmo uncomfortable.

After Chang Hongmiao left, he asked softly, "Remember those things when you were young?"

When only facing Xuanzhu, Wen Qingmo would show everything without hiding anything. He stared at Xuanzhu with a gloomy expression.

Xuan Zhu saw deep sadness in his eyes.

Wen Qingmo said: "After all, that's where I stayed for eight years."

Wen Qingmo will never forget Ningle Valley, which is a valley covered by continuous forests, isolated from the world, where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant all the year round, and the seasons are like spring, where he spent eight years of happy and innocent childhood.

Although, whenever he thinks of this carefree childhood memory, he always has a sense of illusion and unreality like a mirror in a mirror.Those memories are both illusory and real, like a dream that will never come again.

Xuan Zhu met Wen Qingmo's absent-minded eyes, and said in a gentle tone: "Then this time, I will be your teacher and accompany you to visit the old place again, okay?"

Wen Qingmo's stiff and straight lips gradually softened, and he nodded in response: "Okay."

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At noon, when the two of Xuan Wen came down, they saw that Chang Hongmiao had already contracted a table, saw them, waved to them, and after they sat down, said: "Qiu Miao and Hong Jiao are still in the room. Dressing up, women like to toss themselves so much every time they go out." He unceremoniously picked up a chopstick and started to eat, "If this dish is not eaten cold, it will lose its best taste, don't wait for them , let's eat first."

When Xuan Zhu was going downstairs, he saw some black-clothed guards wearing bunts and masks appearing outside the inn: "Chang Daoyou, the guards who are going with us this time are not that simple, are they?"

Chang Hongmiao nodded: "Yes, it is said that the old prince already knew about his son's disappearance. Just in case, this time he sent the shadow guards of the palace to accompany us."

At this time, a gust of fragrant wind entered the tip of the nose, and two graceful figures came down from upstairs.

Hongjiao was dressed in yellow, and she was always quiet and reticent; Qiumiao was as bright as spring as before, but today she was dressed in red, adding a bit of publicity, making her look as gorgeous as peaches and plums.Several casual cultivators present were distracted by Qiu Miao and looked at her bewilderedly.

Chang Hongmiao stroked his forehead: "Qiu Miao, you are so dressed up...to show off, are you going to hang out?"

"This time, it doesn't need to be like last time. If you want to covertly act at night, it doesn't matter what I dress up." Qiu Miao glared at Chang Hongmiao. After taking a small bite of Cherry, he suddenly asked Xuanzhu, "Ji Daoyou, when you fought against the disciples of Liurenling last time, I saw the spike on your sword. It seems to be the same as Wen Daoyou. It is very beautiful. Where is it? Did you buy it?"

Before Xuan Zhu could speak, Wen Qingmo said, "I did it."

Qiu Miao's apricot eyes widened, and then she returned to normal, and said with a chuckle, "Your friend Daoist is really ingenious."

Chang Hongmiao sent a voice transmission to Qiu Miao: [Qiu Miao, didn't you say you gave up? You saw Daoist Ji the day before, and your attitude was not like this. What are you doing now? ]

Qiu Miao replied: [The feeling of facing one person is different from facing two people.I can't tell you, a person who hasn't really been moved, anyway, I just think of these two people appearing together in front of me, and my charm doesn't work, so I feel uncomfortable.Are you going to deprive me of my right to vent? ]

Hearing this, Chang Hongmiao told himself to eat seriously and not to worry about Qiu Miao's self-esteem that inexplicably popped up after being hit.

Wen Qingmo didn't know what Qiu Miao was thinking, but he also sensed the smell of fire/powder in Qiu Miao's body today, he didn't talk much, so he stopped speaking.

Xuan Zhu found that there was something wrong with Qiu Miao's attitude towards Wen Qingmo, she no longer had the good-favorite contact like before, but seemed to be stabbing at them ready to prick them at any time.

Did Qiu Miao take the wrong medicine?

Could it be that he knew that he would not get Qing Mo's favor, so he gave up on himself?

Xuan Zhu laughed at his own brain hole, he stopped thinking about it and started to eat seriously, and then he couldn't help thinking about the information he knew about Ning Le Valley.

Ningle Valley was an unknown and isolated place until it was discovered.

Later, I don’t know how those monks knew about that place. Twelve years ago, on the seventh day of the seventh month, the monks who were deceived by the fairy artifact went crazy and slaughtered 12 people in the valley.

That day, Xuan Huai saw his wife lying in a pool of blood.Furious, he beheaded those monks who were killing each other after killing mortals and trying to get the treasure of the Liurenling Town School, and then brought Wen Qingmo back. Besides, he didn't have time to save the second person.

On that day, the Xanadu with its beautiful mountains, clear waters and green willows and peach blossoms turned into a hell on earth, with endless wailing, leaving nothing but blood.

The world of comprehension is saying that it is a terrible thing for ordinary people to die under the sword of a cultivator. Maybe those people have already entered the way of demons, and it is not impossible to take this opportunity to prove their hearts.

Although Xuanhuai killed a fellow cultivator, seeing his junior sister and mortals who had loved him and married him were killed in front of his eyes, he couldn't bear to kill him, it was understandable, to put it nicely, even if The matter of magic defense.

What's more, he also brought back the wife and other people's children who had defected from the sect, accepted them as disciples of Liurenling, and accepted them as his disciples.

This kind of sentiment is worthy of everyone's admiration.

Gradually, Xuan Huai, the head of Liuren Mausoleum, made a good story in the cultivation world.

It was also after that day that Zi Xuanying fled the sect with the treasure of the Liurenling Township sect, and Liurenling, who had been ridiculed for a hundred years, officially turned around and joined the other two sects Qimenguan and Taiyique again.Moreover, because Xuan Huai's cultivation level is one realm higher than the other two heads, Liurenling has the potential to be the leader of the three sects.

However, Liuren Mausoleum has only been beautiful again for 16 years, and...

Xuan Zhu put down the bowl and chopsticks, and didn't think about it any further.

When the five of them finished their meal and were about to leave, a person who thought he had already left appeared in their field of vision. Ji Ke walked up to them with a smile on his face, and said sincerely: "Fellow daoists, I heard that Something happened to the little prince, do you need help?"

"Junior Brother Ji Ke, if you want to help them, they don't necessarily accept your favor, why bother." Qing Lian, who seemed to have not recovered very well, still raised his chin proudly towards the person with little blood on his lips.

"Senior Brother Qing Lian, Junior Brother Ji Ke... Let's... why don't we go back to Liurenling? Your injuries still need to be treated..." Qing Ping said timidly, his exposed neck had bruises left after being pinched. The bruises looked like they were abused by someone.But no one cared about him who was so timid that he didn't know why he resisted.

Ji Ke's eyes fixed on Xuan Zhu's face were burning.

Xuan Zhu took it indifferently, thinking to himself, every time these three people appear on the stage, it is really a wonderful trio.

Then he added a sentence to his thoughts just now.

——Xuan Huai, do you know that the sect you have been insisting on revitalizing is not enough for you to work hard alone. You see, now that you are not here, it has become a gathering place for mobs.

The author has something to say: going into the chapter on exposing the past, the devil will also be on the list.

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Worry-free mountain, at night.

Qingmo (15 years old): Master, I gave it to you.

Xuan Zhu looked at Jian Sui in front of him, and then at the head of the Leng Zhaojian that Wen Qingmo was holding in his hand, "When did I go down the mountain to buy this, why didn't I know?"

Qingmo: I didn't buy it, I made it myself.

Xuanzhu: Touched, I will sing to you and Hei Ren at night to express my gratitude.

Qingmo: ...Okay.

Author (vomiting blood): Brother, don't speak up, your own people!

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Thanks to "Moshanghuakaiweigu" and "Yuchen" for throwing a landmine respectively~ I love you~ What ah!

I received a lot of comments last night, and the author was very happy to reply while bouncing around!It turns out that being pampered is such a feeling QAQ