Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 346 I Didn't Expect Such a Distressed Appearance to Be Seen by Him
A snow-white handkerchief was handed in front of her: "Come on, just wipe away your tears when you have cried enough."

Wu Jiuzi stifled, looked up and saw a light blue sleeve, looking up along the sleeve, it was Jun Ziqian's incomparably handsome face, he stood there looking at her, his eyes were a bit complicated, and there was a faint flickering in the bottom of his eyes What's more -- sorry.

I didn't expect him to see such a distressed appearance!

Wu Jiuzi didn't lose control of her emotions very often in her life, and it was the first time that she cried so hysterically.

Unexpectedly, just this time, Jun Ziqian saw it all.

She slowly took the veil and wiped away the remaining tears on her face, and slowly got up: "When did you come?"

Jun Ziqian paused, "I just came."

In fact he came earlier than her.

He came to see her today because he had something to do, but he didn't expect to come here in vain, so he waited here.

When you get tired of waiting, just jump on a big tree and take a nap.

Unexpectedly, before he fell asleep, he saw her returning from Yujian in a hurry, with a very bad expression on her face.

When he was stunned, she broke into his yard, and then sat under the tree as if collapsed...

Wu Jiuzi was so dizzy from crying, she managed to calm down, and then went to the room, washed her face, and went to wash the handkerchief.

"I'll come. You are injured, try not to touch the water." Jun Ziqian pushed her away and snatched the handkerchief over.

He didn't wash it, but put the veil into his sleeve casually.

"You came to see me—what's the matter?" Although his eyes were still sore and swollen, after crying bitterly, the depression in his heart eased a lot.

After washing her face, she finally calmed down...

"The Immortal Gate Disciple Competition will be held in two months. How are you preparing?" Jun Ziqian asked.

Wu Jiuzi smiled wryly in her heart, these days her homework was so wasteful that she hardly practiced.

A few days ago, she was busy looking for someone, and after Feng Jian Liu Xiang came back, she wanted to see him again and again...

Where is the mood to practice?

"Do I have to participate?" She didn't have much interest in the competition.

"Must!" Jun Ziqian said sternly: "This is the grand meeting of Xianmen every ten years, and all the sects will send people to participate. The high priest, even the elder guardians and the incense masters below will send people. Your master—”

He paused: "You are the only disciple he can send out now... You don't want to fight? Show him a good result?"

Wu Jiuzi lowered her eyes and replied, "I will work hard."

Not to show off to anyone, but to become stronger for myself.

Her original wish was to eat and wait for death to live a happy life, but the cruel reality taught her that no matter how strong the people around her are, they are not as strong as herself, and she is the most reliable.

Jun Ziqian finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that she would continue to be decadent, and now that she had a goal, she would divert her attention.

He looked at her blood-stained clothes: "Wounds on your body?"

"It's okay. I'll take care of it myself." Wu Jiuzi focused on looking for the wound medicine. 
(End of this chapter)