How can you still give merit to saving sentient beings?

After not seeing each other for a few days, Jiang Fengqi had obviously become a bit thinner, the edges of his facial features were more distinct, and the expression on his face was very unhappy at the moment.

Probably because of the rush, his hair looked messy.

But he didn't care about this. When he saw Ning Shuang, his expression became more disgusting.

He fisted impatiently, not even looking at Ning Shuang.

He had started acting strange before their latest separation.

Naturally, Ning Shuang didn't do anything to him, but she didn't want to care about it. Maybe she had different opinions at some point.

The disciples on the side could not offend any of them. They bowed respectfully to Jiang Fengqi and watched as he returned the greeting with a frosty face and walked away with a cold expression.

Ning Shuang was stunned. She seemed to be hallucinating for a moment. Looking at Jiang Fengqi's back, she really smelled the wind and snow.

"What happened recently is related to the second senior brother. He is unhappy. I hope the immortal will take care of him."

A disciple bowed and held his hands in front of him, explaining Jiang Fengqi's attitude apologetically.

Ning Shuang waved her hand and said, "No problem."

When Jiang Fengqi heard the news outside, he must have rushed back anxiously. He usually didn't care about it, let alone this time.

After the talented disciple led Ning Shuang to Huishuo Hall, Ning Shuang asked him to do the work on her own. She was already familiar with him before. If it wasn't the etiquette of the sect, she could find him herself.

The disciple glanced at Ning Shuang worriedly and chose to leave in a hurry.

Ning Shuang pulled Mingrui up the steps, and when she was approaching the top, she saw the tall and firm figure kneeling in front of the closed door...

(treat)