Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 113 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (19)

Yun Mian walked down the last step, the words that his master just said still echoed in his mind.

Half of the body stepped out of the barrier, and the heavy snow drifted down, falling into the hair and melting, and a light layer of white accumulated after standing for a long time.

Master, he entered the hall again.

Yun Mian's face was a little pale, and even her body-protecting spiritual power was useless. The cold wind blew through her thin body, causing her skin to tingle.

But she didn't realize it.

Master has accepted two new disciples this time——

Yun Mian hoped that Master would only have her as his disciple. Although she sometimes thought that she had no right to be unhappy if Master really accepted a new disciple, when the day really came, she still couldn't accept it happily.

She didn't want others to take away Master's attention.

She was obviously the one who came here first, but why could they live with Master, but she could only live in the palace next door?
After three years, shouldn't she be closer to Master than they all are?
Yun Mian stared blankly at the snowy scene in front of him, a pure white reflected in his eyes, but his gaze did not focus.

"Junior Sister Yun!"

Hearing a familiar voice, Yun Mian recovered from his daze and subconsciously followed the sound with his eyes.

"Senior Brother Qi," she realized that the person leading behind him was her junior brother, "Please send him here."

She thought at an inappropriate time that Master was a little special to his junior sister. Why didn't he bring them both together just now, or leave them all to Senior Brother Qi...

Senior Brother Qi glanced at her, "Junior sister, what is this?"

Yun Mian tidied up his appearance.

"To make my senior brother laugh, I just want to exercise my physique."

"I see. Since the people have been brought here, I will leave first."

"Brother, go slowly."

Yun Mian stopped paying attention to him and looked at his junior brother.

Qin Yan had already put on a white disciple's uniform, which was very similar to the one she was wearing. His collarbones were tightly covered, his thin waist was outlined by a white jade belt, and there were dark patterns of silver thread embroidered on the cuffs.

All her black hair is tied up with a purple jade crown and braided with a hairband. Her nose bridge is high and her eyebrows are picturesque. A small mole on her nose bone adds a bit of lust.

When he spoke, his voice was clear and youthful.

"Senior Sister Yun."

Although the posture is sufficient, it always makes people feel a bit improper.

The cold wind blew by, but Yun Mian did not feel any discomfort because of his body-protecting spiritual power, and he, a mortal, was not afraid.Nothing seems out of the ordinary.

Yun Mian glanced at him twice, then withdrew his gaze and walked forward first.

"Follow me, Master asked me to take you in."

"Have Senior Brother Qi told you? My name is Yun Mian, you can just call me Senior Sister."

Qin Yan followed slowly, not forgetting to reply.

"Qin Yan, please call me whatever you want, Senior Sister Yun."

Yun Mian took him into the hall, walked around the empty hall to the backyard, and took him outside one of the courtyard gates.

There were faint voices.

Yun Mian stopped and said, "Junior brother, go in by yourself."

"Ah."

He raised his eyebrows slightly and pushed open the courtyard door.

There was a slight movement, and Qin Yan stepped inside.

There is an old tree in the courtyard. Under the tree is a set of tables and chairs. They are made of stone and look very rustic. There is a tea set on the table with the cups upside down.

A place was circled next to the path paved with sapphire slabs, where some unknown medicinal herbs were planted.

The voices in the room became clearer and louder, and Qin Yan opened the door.

Ruan Ruan was sitting on the couch, shaking his feet and talking, with a clear smile in his eyes and deep dimples.

Xie Chaoshi was very close to her. Although his expression was indifferent, he seemed to be listening carefully.

His pale eyes fell on her.

Seeing him come in, Ruan Ruan stood up excitedly.

"Qin Yan, what should you call me in the future?"

Qin Yan smiled, two words lingering between his lips and teeth.

"Sister."

The final sound ripples.

(End of this chapter)