Dijun, your cute concubine bit someone again

Chapter 1290

"Master."

Xianzun raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Ling'er who was walking in front of him, and nodded his chin slightly: "Sit down."

Xiao Ling'er sat down with a puzzled look on her face.

"Master, in the end..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Immortal Venerable suddenly reached out to grab her slender wrist, and took her right hand.

Xiao Ling'er was startled, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but her wrist was clenched even tighter.

The thing she was most worried about had happened.

The Immortal Venerable separated her curled fingers one by one, and looked at the palm of her hand that had been burned.

Then he raised his eyes.

Xiao Ling'er flinched unconsciously from his focused and questioning eyes, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"How is this going?"

"..."

Before waiting for Xiao Ling'er's response, the Immortal Venerable did not let go, his mind moved slightly, and soon Xiao Ling'er felt a cool feeling poured into his palm.

Xiao Ling'er immediately realized that the Immortal Venerable was sending her spiritual power.

"Master, I'm fine, you don't need to do these things."

The Immortal Venerable didn't speak, but he didn't take back the behavior of sending spiritual power.

Xiao Ling'er inexplicably felt that her master was a little unhappy?
Although there was no extra emotion on his face, she just had this strong feeling.

Moreover, the master stopped talking to her.

This unhappiness is already very obvious.

Obediently allowing the immortal to convey the spiritual power for a while, Xiao Ling'er said cautiously: "It's just a little skin injury, it's not a big problem, it's already healed, I just think there's no need to bother you, Master, it will make you feel uncomfortable. I'm pretty useless."

Hearing this, Xianzun finally spoke.

He said, "I am your master."

After a pause, he added: "Whatever happens in this chaotic mountain, you can only find a teacher."

After speaking for a long time, there was no response, Xianzun raised his head, and saw Xiao Ling'er's eyes were slightly red, and the brows immediately frowned.

"what happened?"

He subconsciously looked at the hand he was holding.

The next second, the five fingers of that hand suddenly held his hand backwards, Xiao Ling'er leaned over, leaned on his lap like a child, and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that Master, you It's nice to be here."

The short sentence made her hear the meaning of maintenance contained in it, and her heart suddenly became warm.

Speaking of which, she has been away from home for a long time, and she hasn't felt the kind of genuine care from her relatives for a long time.

But after entering the Hunxu Mountain, he found such a good master who seemed to protect her as if he hadn't, and it was touching to think about it.

Xianzun didn't know why Xiao Ling'er suddenly became like this, but he could vaguely understand what she wanted to express, and he didn't blame her for hiding her injury, but asked in a warm tone. Said: "Now you can talk about it as a teacher, what's going on?"

Xiao Ling'er curled her fingers slightly, paused, and said in a sullen voice, "It's actually not a big deal."

"Ok?"

Xiao Ling'er thought for a while, recalled what happened on the day of the Spirit Sword Conference, and said: "The sword I held that day, there should be something wrong with the hilt, but I still don't know who is targeting me, obviously I You have been in seclusion with Master for ten years, and you have just left the seclusion not long ago."

Who is it that finds her so unpleasant and so impatient to do it?

(End of this chapter)