Sang Luo had just seen Chu Yanshu, and before he could ask for help, he fell into his arms. The young man was thin, but his arms were warm and powerful, with a warm smell that made him feel Sang Luo liked it very much.

Chu Yanshu was a bit reluctant to let go of Sang Luo in his arms, while Lin Qinghan was still dangling on the tree, he was silent for a long time,

"Can you put me down too?"

Chu Yanshu raised his lower eyelids and said lightly,
"You caused trouble yourself and hurt others, how dare you put you down?"

Hang on it!
Lin Qinghan choked, and his face, which was usually cold and pale, turned red with embarrassment.

He looked at Sang Luo, and said softly,
"Sorry to bother you."

Sang Luo waved his hand indifferently,
"It's okay, you hang from the tree for a while to make atonement!"

Lin Qinghan: "..."

You can't put him down first, can you?
Sang Luo lazily leaned on Chu Yanshu,
"A little dizzy, let's go back to sleep."

Chu Yanshu's heart beat a little faster. What she meant... let him carry her back to sleep?
The young man took a breath, suppressed his disturbed mood, raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and said in a low voice,
"it is good."

Sang Luo waved at Lin Qinghan, and resolved the sins he made by himself.

Lin Qinghan swayed expressionlessly on the tree, and turned to look at Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng was still kneeling and raising his sword, he looked up at Lin Qinghan, hesitantly said,
"Eldest brother, this is the master uncle who wants to punish you."

In the past, Master Uncle said what he said, but he never said anything else.

Lin Qinghan looked unnatural, and said coldly,
"Master Uncle has passed out now, and he needs to be checked for his injuries."

Maybe it's because he has had too much contact with Sang Luo and the others, so he's slipping a bit.

Lu Changsheng also noticed it, but...he paused for a moment,

"Master Uncle imposed a spiritual confinement on me."

He can't get away.

So Lin Qinghan looked at Zhang Jianting.

Zhang Jianting's eyes were full of disbelief,
"No way, no way, you don't think this old man didn't imprison me?! He put two layers on me! Two layers!"

This Kunwu Sword Sect is the most disobedient.

So this old man is also very wary of him!

Lin Qinghan: "..."

Not to mention Su Shishi and Chang Man, these two people usually have no idea of ​​competing with each other in the sect. Old man He Luo was afraid that they would be instigated by Zhang Jianting, so he also imprisoned them both.

Especially just now when Su Shishi was going to guard outside the cold pool, he was angry with his uncle, who was also determined to let them think about their mistakes here.

Sang Luo didn't care about the few personal heirs of the Kunwu Sword Sect, her master and uncle solved it on their own, anyway, she didn't get involved.

After resting in the yard for a while, she took Chu Yanshu and ran to Yu Ming, took out the jade pendant that Yu Ming gave her, and asked him,

"Does what you said before count?"

She still remembers this favor.

Yu Ming looked at the jade pendant he gave and frowned slightly,
"Hasn't this favor already been used? I gave up the cold pool to your junior brother to heal his wounds."

Sang Luo clicked his tongue when he heard it,
"Is that a favor you sold to me? That's my junior brother and master. It was my junior brother who saved his life. You can find him for that favor."

Besides, she couldn't believe that without her jade pendant, he wouldn't have lent Hantan to her master!
Yu Ming clicked his tongue,
"Senior brother's debt is repaid by senior sister. It's only natural. That kid Song Qingyun owed Kunwu Jianzong a life. Do you think he paid it back?"

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