Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 222 Wake Up
The deepest part of the Kunlun Mountains is the city of Zhengdao.

Looking at the unconscious two people on the bed, Qing Lingyuan Jun sighed slightly, and she fed Shen Zhiyu the elixir in her hand tenderly and patiently.

Turning to look at Han Lian who was tightly hugged with Shen Zhiyu, he roughly squeezed his mouth open and stuffed the elixir into it.

Seeing that the two of them still showed no signs of waking up, Lord Qingling Yuan quietly exited the room.

Beside the pond not far away, Zhenzun Ren Xing was lying on a bamboo chair, holding a long fishing rod in his hand, while fishing, he was stroking the head of the fluffy cat in his arms with satisfaction.

Lord Qing Lingyuan walked up to Zhenzun Minxing, and slapped away Mo Du who was so wronged that he screamed "humph" and kept wrapping around her wrist, then sat on the bamboo chair next to him and looked sideways at her. On the side, his master, who was full of leisure, was expressionless.

Master Li Xing licked the cat's hand, and asked casually, "How about those two inside?"

"It's still the same." Qing Lingyuan Jun shook his head and sighed.

"Oh." True Venerable Mercy nodded his head very slightly.

"Master, why do you have to leave the one from Qingxu Palace here?" Qing Lingyuan Jun endured it for several days, but still asked, she was really puzzled.

Although Zhenzun Mingheng was not there, Zhenzun Baihe of Qingxu Palace was. Another disciple of Qingxu Palace who was rescued from the wasteland was sent there on the same day, but this one with a complicated identity was left behind.

"Didn't you see that junior sister of yours was hugging her tightly and never letting go?" Zhenzun Mi Xing moved his hands from the cat's head in his arms, and glanced at her.

The corner of Qing Lingyuan Lord's mouth twitched slightly, "That can't detain him."

I don't know how many times Qingxu Palace has come to urge you overtly and secretly!And this is not an ordinary disciple, Han Lian is not only the direct disciple of Mingheng Zhenzun, but also the blood descendant of Mingheng Zhenzun.

"There is a room full of ruthless monks, and it is rare to have one enlightened. Naturally, we should take good care of it." Compassionate Venerable said with a smile.

"Then what if Mingheng Zhenzun comes to you?" It's always his own fault for robbing other people's disciples.

"He'll come as soon as he comes." True Venerable Benevolence didn't care, and even looked forward to it. He had seen the old guy's displeasure for a long time, and wanted to beat him up a long time ago, but there was no excuse.

So now, when taking care of the emotional aperture of the future disciples, by the way, create an excuse to fight.

Lord Qing Lingyuan looked at his self-willed master, and thought of the tyrannical and domineering style of that Master Ming Heng in Qingxu Palace, he just felt a pain in his head.

But Master Qinglingyuan had no choice but to be willful, she glanced at the half-opened door not far away, and asked speechlessly: "I don't think she is so sensitive that she wants to rob monks from good families, right? "

"You don't understand." With a helpless face full of "rotten wood can't be carved" on his face, Zhenzun Min Xing finally let go of the cat's head that was about to be bald, and reached out to serve tea.

Lord Qing Lingyuan twitched his forehead, looked at his master, and slowly clenched his fists.

The Compassionate True Venerable, who is glamorous outside, has such a bad personality that people want to beat him to death.

When Zhenzun Ren Xing reached out to bring tea, the tabby cat that had been ravaged finally escaped its clutches. It jumped off his lap like a tiger descending a mountain, and then turned into a cat-eared boy with a bare buttocks. Run to the room where Shen Zhiyu is.

Seeing the little kid running away, Zhenzun Mi Xing burst out laughing out of joy.

Qing Lingyuan Jun watched from the side, only feeling that there was something wrong with her master, she sighed, and turned her head away unable to bear to look directly.

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As Xiaohua ran to the room, she raised her little arms like lotus root joints to tidy up her own fur that had exploded. He pushed open the door and rushed in.

Seeing the two hugged together, Xiaohua climbed onto the bed "hangchihangchi" and recovered her original shape, then stepped on Han Lian's face and crawled over. Just as she was about to sleep on Shen Zhiyu's neck, she was suddenly grabbed by a slender white hand. The fur on the back of the neck was picked up.

"Meow——" Xiaohua's hair exploded immediately, and the cat's paws kept dancing in the air.

In the next moment, Xiaohua was tied up by a lush green vine and placed on the ground smoothly.

Xiao Hua raised her head and grinned at the culprit who tied him up.

And Han Lian's eyes were still a little confused. He just woke up and felt his face was stepped on several times by the smelly and soft cat's feet, so he subconsciously grabbed the cat.

When he regained his composure, his complexion changed, and he looked around vigilantly at the surrounding environment. After seeing the furnishings in the room clearly, his high-pitched heart immediately let go.

After relaxing, Han Lian suddenly realized that something was wrong with the current situation. He froze his face and moved his eyes little by little. When he saw the appearance of the person in his arms, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that Shen Zhiyu was still in a deep sleep, Han Lian blinked his eyes, looked at his tightly hugged waist, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved.

But halfway through the laugh, his expression froze, and he reached out to feel for Shen Zhiyu's pulse. After careful inspection, he immediately relaxed.

After relaxing, his eyes fell on the quiet and sleepy person.

Han Lian stretched out his hand and poked Shen Zhiyu's cool and soft cheek. Seeing that she didn't respond, his peach blossom eyes lit up. He moved his arm that was stiff and numb under her pillow, and carefully pulled her into his arms with both hands.

As a result, just halfway through the pawing, there was a deliberate coughing sound from the door, and Han Lian's hands froze immediately, and his jade-like cheeks twitched in a red glow.

Han Lian stiffened his neck, and turned his head to look at the door with a "Kakaka", just in time to see the Compassionate Master who was watching the show and the expressionless Qingling Yuanjun.

He closed his eyes in despair, then took Shen Zhiyu's arm from his waist, and put her body in a stable position.

Then Han Lian jumped out of the bed as if his ass was on fire, but just as his feet stepped on the ground, his legs suddenly softened, and he almost knelt on the ground. He quickly put his arms on the edge of the bed, stabilizing his body.

After a while, Han Lian stood up and saluted respectfully, "Han Lian has met the True Lord and Yuan Jun."

"Get up." Master Benedict raised his hand with a smile.

But Qing Lingyuan Lord looked him up and down, and nodded indifferently.

Han Lian, who was caught with pigtails, stood aside obediently and awkwardly.

At this time, Shen Zhiyu on the bed snorted softly, and all the people in the room looked at her.

Shen Zhiyu just became conscious, but felt burning pain all over her body. After half a breath, when she regained consciousness completely, she remembered the scene before she fell into a coma, and immediately jumped up and sat up.

In the next moment, Shen Zhiyu saw three people looking at her with burning eyes.

Shen Zhiyu's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, so let's forget about Han Lian, why are Zhenzun Xixing and Lord Qingling Yuan here? !

And there was a fat cat tied up on the floor of the house.

(End of this chapter)