The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 917
“Okay, don’t say anything.”
Half an hour later, the door of Chu Shun’s room opened. Ling Yugeng came out and closed the door. This time he returned to the room without meeting anyone else.
The copper basin filled with clear well water was placed on the table. His knuckled hands were immersed in the water, and the reflection on the water was faint.
Ling Yugeng rubbed his fingers one by one, and the pads of his fingers turned red. He wiped his fingers dry with a dry handkerchief on the side.
He really had a bad intention, and at that moment, he still wanted to tease him.
Since Chu Shun had suffered like this in his previous life, how could he not know that the aftereffects of this strange fragrance lasted for seven days, and he still said those words to him tonight to pretend to be a good boy?
The pool of spring water in my heart was disturbed and could not calm down. Everything was quiet. Ling Yugeng did not meditate tonight. He sat at the table and found some words of “Father’s love is like a mountain” to meditate.
The next day, the sect competition was still in progress. Chu Shun had won one game yesterday, so he had to continue to select his opponents. He competed twice and won two. Looking at the other disciples, Chu Hui met A physical practitioner, after analyzing that he couldn’t beat him on the second day, he gave up. Bian Miao was good at charming and was not very interested in these competitions. He left the field after two games. Only Chu Shun and Jiang Chaoyun were still on the field. .
It was Jiang Chaoyun’s turn to compete. Chu Shun stood behind Ling Yugeng with his sword in his arms. Many eyes came to them today, but few people came up to talk.
Chu Shun watched Ling Yugeng talking to the female cultivator beside him. The two of them were talking about boring things. Chu Shun looked at the ring with an expressionless face.
”Chu Shun.” Ling Yugeng called him.
Chu Shun looked away and said, “Yes, Master.”
”Go and get me a pot of spiritual tea.” Ling Yugeng said.
”Okay.” Chu Shun picked up the teapot on the table, “There’s something in here -” ”
It’s cold.”
Chu Shun paused and said, “Okay, Master, wait a moment.”
The man wanted to move him away.
He took two steps and glanced sideways at the masked female nun sitting next to him.
He took the teapot and left. He could have asked others to do these things, but Chu Shun would do them if Ling Yugeng told him.
”Head Rong.” Ling Yugeng turned his head and looked at the head of the Qinghuan Sect beside him.
Master Rong: “Sect Leader Ling does have a good disciple.”
”Master is joking.” Ling Yugeng said, “I want to talk to the master about yesterday’s love disaster, but I don’t know if the master has time.”
” Sect Leader Ling just said it’s okay.”
There were many people here with mixed opinions, so Ling Yugeng used the voice transmission, “Sect Master Rong said that it is difficult for my young disciple to practice the ruthless way. I wonder if you can give me some advice?” ”
Just say it casually, Sect Master, listen to it. That’s all.” She said, “But the sect master is an interesting person.”
”How can I say this?”
”The sect master should know that our Qinghuan sect is best at calculations, but I can’t see through the sect master’s face. “She said, “But…”
”The fates of you and your little apprentice are closely related.”
She didn’t say it thoroughly, but only pointed out that it was closely related. Ling Yugeng was not too surprised. What he wanted to ask was another question. one question.
Ling Yugeng asked bluntly: “Does his love disaster have anything to do with me?”
The timing of the appearance of the veil was too ambiguous.
Master Rong said that this requires careful calculation to figure out one or two, and anyone who peeks into the secrets will do their own harm.
”Master.” The young man in Xuanyi came back with a pot of hot tea, poured a cup of tea for Ling Yugeng, and placed it in front of him. When he took his hand back, Ling Yugeng grabbed his wrist.
”What’s going on here?” Ling Yugeng looked at the red patch on the back of his hand.
Chu Shun let him pull him, “I accidentally got burned.”
Ling Yugeng looked at his face, looked directly into his eyes, and couldn’t help but dodge when he saw the black and clear pupils, knowing that what he was talking about was The truth.
The skin on the back of his hand was red, and he looked pitiful. It was inconvenient for him to do anything in public.
He let go of Chu Shun, took out a bottle of medicine from the storage bag, “Put some medicine on yourself.”
”Okay.”
The young man lowered his eyes and obediently took the porcelain bottle from his hand, scratching it with his fingertips without knowing whether it was intentional or not. When it passed Ling Yugeng’s palm, it felt itchy, and it reminded Ling Yugeng of the fact that this hand was not clean.
The clouds covered the sun, and everything was lively. Ling Yugeng took a sip from the tea cup. There was a loud noise, and a competition platform collapsed. An object suddenly flew over here. Ling Yugeng threw a cup of tea and collided with the object in the air. , fell to the ground.
Ling Yugeng’s fingertips trembled slightly, and he felt the stagnation when the spiritual power was running. If too much black energy was absorbed, the spiritual veins would inevitably be affected.
He tasted a little rust in his mouth.
Someone over there came to apologize, saying that the barrier on the competition platform was broken.
Ling Yugeng’s Adam’s apple rolled, he stood up, and said quietly that he was tired and went back to rest.
Chu Shun was about to follow him when he heard him whisper in his ear: “Just watch your little senior brother here.”
The faint smell of blood dissipated in the air.
Chu Shun curled his hands down by his legs and said, “…Yes.”
At the end of the day’s competition, Jiang Chaoyun was defeated despite his lack of experience and the fact that he was not allowed to use Gu. Now Chu Shun is the only one left in the Hehuan Sect. The hope of the whole sect.
That night, half an hour before midnight, Ling Yugeng arrived at the door of Chu Shun’s room. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. No one answered. He pushed the door open and entered. It was pitch dark. It didn’t look like anything had happened in the room. Son.
It was so late, where could he go?
Thinking about what happened last night and during the day, Ling Yugeng went out, used the tracking charm, and passed by Jiang Chaoyun’s room. The candlelight shined through the cracks in the window, and he could still hear the sounds of the three senior brothers playing inside.
