Master, please don’t bring Feng Aotian back again!

Chu Jiangli saw Lin Li from afar, and ran over happily with a watermelon in his arms.

"Aunt Chu...why are you here?"

Lin Li raised his hand to signal Chu Jiangli not to get close to him, and asked pretending to be nothing.

"Watermelons were on sale at the market next door. I just bought one and left it in this well to cool. I just fished it out and ran into you, didn't I?"

Obviously, he is almost the same as Master.

But Chu Jiangli's every move and gesture was really no different from that of a young girl.

Looking in the direction she pointed, there was indeed a well there.

"Xiao Li, are you okay? Why is your face so pale?"

"No...nothing..."

Lin Li forced a small smile on his face and shook his head.

But perhaps it was because of seeing Chu Jiangli that the tension in his heart finally relaxed.

As soon as the boy took his first step, he lost his balance and fell down.

"Hey, Xiao Li!"

Chu Jiangli, who didn't even hold the watermelon, hurried forward and caught the boy's limp body.

Feel the coldness falling on your chest.

Chu Jiangli, not hiding his heartache at all, gently touched the boy's cheek.

"Sorry, Aunt Chu is a little late."

29. Wine, good, people, good

"What's up with him?"

Luo Yeqing had never seen the day when Lin Li would return to the sect unconscious.

Not to mention that this time, it was Chu Jiangli who helped him back.

Since the two people parted ways, they have never reunited in Changming Sect.

Today is the first time in history.

It was also the time when Luo Yeqing's heart beat the fastest.

Chu Jiangli walked along the path back to the sect but did not go directly to Lin Li's residence.

Instead, he took Xiao Li and ran towards the cave where Luo Yeqing was.

In that carefully decorated cave.

She carefully placed Lin Li on Luo Yeqing's bed.

"Chu Jiangli, what happened to Lin Li?"

It was not until the unconscious boy fell from Chu Jiangli's body that Luo Yeqing grabbed the cultivator's hand and pulled him up.

The tone of questioning was aggressive.

That’s Luo Yeqing.

It is the solid ice that never melts.

In this limelight, Chu Jiangli had no mood to joke and told the truth:

"I was tricked and poisoned."

"poison?"

Luo Yeqing threw Chu Jiangli aside, completely ignoring the cursing of the casual cultivator, and immediately grabbed Lin Li's arm and gently felt his pulse.

The disorder is slight and the weakness is extreme.

"What kind of poison was it, and who administered it?"

Luo Yeqing lowered his voice to a cold tone.

The Master of Demonic Path suppressed pure rage.

And Chu Jiangli also understood this.

But the current situation does not allow Luo Yeqing to act recklessly.

"Don't worry, I've taken care of it."

So Chu Jiangli answered softly, without the energy he usually had when playing and joking with Luo Yeqing.

Luo Yeqing didn't say anything, but just glared at Chu Jiangli deeply.

The latter shook his shoulders and said helplessly:

"Why, you don't believe me? Even though I've given up the immortal path, I'm still a Mahayana after all. Isn't it more than enough to deal with some small fish and shrimps?"

"Isn't Lin Li the same?"

After a moment's silence, Luo Yeqing said something that made Chu Jiangli not know what to say.

Is she caring about me?

Why does it feel so weird...

Chu Jiangli took a step forward and was about to touch Lin Li's head, but was forced back by Luo Yeqing.

"That's different. Those guys came for Lin Li. Xiao Li had good intentions, so he fell into the trap."

"Good intentions?"

Luo Yeqing captured some details.

Lin Li had never told his master about his intention to cooperate with the royal family.

The eldest senior brother chose to hide many things from the master.

"Those people chose to attack in the crowd. Xiao Li had no choice but to take all the poison."

Chu Jiangli explained concisely.

Sandalwood is falling.

Luo Yeqing gently brushed away the hanging hair on the boy's forehead. She was speechless for a moment, but there was a gleam in her eyes.

"It's okay. I gave him some medicine. At most he just needs to sleep for a few more days."

The master caressed the young man so gently.

The hands trembled slightly and then quickly retracted.

I was afraid of disturbing the boy's rest.

After a long while, Luo Yeqing finally found a place to start in the corner of the quilt. He pulled the silk quilt up and covered the young boy's shoulders.

The Master leaned forward.

It seemed to be whispering in Lin Li's ear.

No sound was heard.

Chu Jiangli, as a spectator, watched this scene.

I felt inexplicably sad.

……

tonight.

Luo Yeqing rarely wants to drink.

So she took out a jar.

Walk to the top of Changming Mountain.

I found a place to sit down.

There was clearly only one person there, but Luo Yeqing took two cups.

When the wine goes down my throat, the taste is not irritating.

Instead, it has a sweet feeling that moistens the throat.

But even with this smell, under the stimulation of alcohol, Luo Yeqing couldn't help but coughing a few times.

She doesn't like drinking and is not good at it.

The wine that is sealed in the family's cellar all year round is basically delivered by Lin Li every once in a while.

"Master, this is newly brewed. Would you like to try it?"

I don't know when that guy fell in love with the craft of brewing wine, and he would send some new wine every few months.

"What are you doing brewing wine?"

The little fellow patted the wine jar with a smile on his face.

"If I can make good wine and take it down the mountain to sell, wouldn't that be a source of income?"

It's a good idea, but I've never seen him implement it.

In the end, the wine was delivered to me anyway.

Luo Yeqing didn't move at all.

But she engraved the date on each jar and stored them carefully in the wine cellar.

It's already a high wall now.

"Cough cough..."

As I was troubled, the alcohol seemed to go down especially quickly.

In a short while, the jar of wine that was full just now was now only one third left.

Luo Yeqing's cheeks were a little flushed at this moment.

The feeling of being slightly tipsy was very strong.

She couldn't help but think of what General Chu said when he left:

——Don’t you care about Xiaoli a lot?

"I am his master."

At the foot of the mountain.

Luo Yeqing curled his lips and spoke righteously.

But that guy was like a sticky candy, shaking his head and repeating:

"Yeah."

It was late at night, and Chu Jiangli didn't want to stay in the sect for too long, so he casually summoned the magic sword and stepped forward.

Before leaving.

Chu Jiangli said earnestly:

"Xiaoqing, we are all this age now, it's time to face our own hearts."

"Do you want to maintain the status quo?"

Gululu.

Luo Yeqing picked up the wine jar and poured out every last drop of wine.

She held her cheeks with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and murmured:

"What's wrong with this now?"

He is the world's number one master of the magic path and can protect an entire sect.

Each of the disciples is talented and has a bright future.

How many people dream of such a situation?

……elder sister.