Dijun, your cute concubine bit someone again

Chapter 1285 Competition ([-])

There is still some time before the second competition of the Spirit Sword Conference, and because of guilty conscience, Xiao Ling'er rarely ran out, and spent most of the time in the floating hall on the floating island.

Because in her opinion, in terms of close contact, the possibility of Bai Jue finding out that she was injured is much greater than the possibility of being discovered by the immortal.

After all, as long as Xianzun didn't notice anything abnormal, he wouldn't come to check her hand.

In comparison, if Bai Jue found out, he would definitely disregard her obstruction and find the perpetrator for her.

Xiao Ling'er also wanted to know who was plotting against her secretly, but she didn't want to think that it would be bad if the 20-year Spirit Sword Conference was messed up at this time.

It can be seen that the elder and the disciples of Hunxu Mountain attach great importance to this conference. It was the master who brought it up to her on his own initiative, so the master should also attach great importance to it.

Just as Xiao Ling'er was thinking, she suddenly found that there was a snowy skirt in front of her.

Immediately, a voice came into my ears coldly, with a temperature that no one else could detect.

"What are you thinking about?"

"what?"

Xiao Ling'er raised her head, only to find that it was the Immortal Venerable who walked in front of her at some point.

Xianzun said: "I think you seem a little restless."

I guess it was because she was a little distracted when she was thinking about something just now.

Xiao Ling'er came back to her senses, subconsciously shook her head and said, "No! Master, do you have anything to do with me?"

While speaking, Xiao Ling'er got up, rubbed against Xian Zun's side, and took his arm very naturally.

Xianzun's eyebrows drooped slightly, and when he saw the hand on his arm, he smiled helplessly and said, "It's nothing."

After a pause, he seemed to feel that his words were too concise, and asked again: "Why haven't you gone out recently?"

"Uh, this..." Xiao Ling'er's eyes turned slightly, and she quickly said, "No! Didn't he just want to spend more time with Master after the competition."

Hearing this, the Immortal Venerable shook his head slightly and said, "The Spirit Sword Conference is not over yet."

Xiao Ling'er giggled and said, "Okay! That's the end for now."

As she talked, she felt that she had been squatting on this floating island for some time.

Although it was because of the injury on his hand that he deliberately avoided it before, but now that several days have passed, it doesn't seem too good not to even give Bai Jue a letter.

She hasn't seen people for several days since she left customs.

Bai Jue couldn't come to this floating island, even if he tried to find her, he couldn't find her.

Furthermore...

Leaving the venue that day, although she concealed it well, it was not the first day Bai Jue knew her, so he probably didn't believe her tired words at that time.

I haven't seen her for a few days, so I don't know why I am worried about her.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling'er lowered her head and looked at her hands.

After a few days of medication, the injury on her hand was no longer serious, and it was time to meet Bai Jue to reassure him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling'er raised her head and said, "Master, I suddenly remembered something and need to go out."

As she spoke, she let go of the arm she held in her arms, and said, "I'm going!"

Then he ran out quickly.

Immortal Venerable: "..."

Just now he said that he wanted to stay with him, so he left.

Shaking his head helplessly, he habitually raised his hand to smooth his slightly wrinkled cuffs just now, but when he withdrew his hand, he suddenly noticed something.

After hesitating for a while, he took his hand to his nose and sniffed lightly, and he really smelled the fragrance of medicine.

(End of this chapter)