The fourth day of Chaohu trial.

It hurts so much...

Qingzhu opened her eyes effortlessly, looked at the blue bed yarn, and murmured: "Is this...my room?"

"Who else can this be your house?"

At the square table not far from the bed, Guan Mutong, with a sword-browed and national-faced face, rebuked in a deep voice: "Zhu'er, didn't you tell me repeatedly that you don't need to go to the Diaoxue? Why? Now that I have reached the foundation-building realm, my wings are hard, have you started to treat my teacher's words as wind in my ears?"

When Qingzhu heard that it was the master's voice, he quickly stood up and admitted his mistake: "Master, please punish me. Qingzhu didn't listen to you, which made you worry..."

She was already very injured, and her hands were not supported for a while. She staggered and almost fell off the bed.

Guan Mutong had only this precious apprentice. Seeing her appearance, she felt no pain. She stepped forward and hurriedly supported her, found a pillow to put it on her back, and said softly: "Zhu'er, you are all injured, please don't move around."

Qingzhu lowered her head and responded. Her two white and tender little hands held the quilt tightly, and tears fell down.

Guan Mutong had never seen his precious apprentice cry like this, and punched him hard in the leg, and said angrily: "Sumu, the beast, the Zicui Sect, left all the best resources to him. He is so good that he colluded with evil spirits and plotted against his fellow disciples. It really insulted my reputation as Zicui Palace! It's just a pity that he couldn't chop this beast with his own hands!"

"Master, Senior Brother Ye..."

Qingzhu covered her face with her hands and cried in a hurry. She didn't care about Sumu at all. She only had one person in her mind, "Master... Brother Ye was blocked in front of me to save me, and I watched him..."

Guan Mutong leaned against her, touched her chin, and asked tentatively: "Zhu'er, what have you seen? Seeing Ye Jianxiao beat Sumu? No, Elder Xuanqi clearly said that Sumu was killed by her, and Ye Jianxiao was just playing soy sauce all the time."

Qingzhu couldn't believe his ears. She didn't care about the pain on her body. She grabbed the master's sleeve and asked quickly: "Master, what did you say? Brother Xiao is not dead? Who said that? I clearly saw that my senior brother was right in front of me and was pierced by Su Mu with a long sword!"

"Who else can it be? Elder Xuanqi, can she still lie to me?"

Guan Mutong gently held Qingzhu's shoulder, pressed her on the pillow, stroked her beard, and smiled heartily: "I also said that Zhu'er shouldn't cry like this even if she was bullied. Is it yours for Ye Jianxiao that boy crying?"

Guan Mutong's face suddenly changed, and his hand, who was stroking his beard, suddenly stopped and asked, "Zhu'er, you are not interested in that boy, right? I tell you that he is much older than you, and his cultivation has not been very good for decades when he entered the door.

Although he saved me, that was a matter between us. You don’t need a girl to pay off your debts. You can’t ruin your fairy path because of this kind of thing!”

When Qingzhu heard that Ye Jianxiao was not dead, she felt so happy. She wiped her tears and replied with a pout, "Master, you can't say that to Senior Brother Jae Xiao. He saved Master before, but now he saved me again. For the disciple, he is the greatest benefactor!"

Guan Mutong also knew that Ye Jianxiao was much better than those hypocritical monks, and joked: "Okay, okay, Zhu'er has grown up, and if you have a benefactor, you don't want your master. Just do whatever you want. At a moment, the master will go to Gan Jiang Laodao and say about you."

Both the master and apprentice are sword crazy, and the two rarely talk and laugh like today. The deserted Chuxiu Pavilion suddenly became a little warm.

"How come Qingzhu doesn't want his master!"

Qingzhu held the master's arm and smiled sweetly. When she raised her hand, she noticed that the arms, armpits and waist were wrapped around her arms, and the ground was tied loosely and smoothly, close to her body, and it would not be tight. Seeing that the technique was not like the master, she asked, "Master, aren't the gauze and bandages on my body tied to me? "

Guan Mutong shook his head and replied, "When Elder Xuanqi sent you back, the wound on your body had been bandaged. She also told me that it would take three days to remove it. Today is the third day, and it should be able to be removed later."

Qingzhu didn't expect that she would sleep for three days and murmured to herself: "I've been sleeping for so long... But to be honest, Elder Xuanqi has also troubled me, and even specially applied herbs and tied a bandage to me."

"Don't worry, this thing is definitely not tied up by Elder Xuanqi."

Guan Mutong pointed to the bandage on her arm, then pointed out the door, and said with disgust: "I have experienced our great elder Xuanqi. If you don't understand the pharmacology, tying a bandage is like tying a shoelace. If you say that this thing was tied by her, I won't believe it if you beat her to death!"

"Isn't it tied up by Elder Xuanqi?"

Qingzhu frowned slightly and took off a small bandage from her arm.

Below the bandage is a piece of clean gauze, and under the gauze is a chewed herb, which is obviously not a herb.

I understand pharmacology and are so meticulous. Could it be my senior brother?

Qingzhu saw with her own eyes how seriously Ye Jianxiao was injured at that time. Could it be that the senior brother was still looking for her herbs for him when he was injured like that, chewed it and applied it little by little to himself, and then...

She couldn't help but imagine how her senior brother tied her bandages at that time...

The jade hand touched the bandage under his armpit, and a little blush appeared on his face, and he gently bit his white lips.

But then, he quickly blamed himself again. The senior brother was so seriously injured and bandaged his wound. Qingzhu, why do you still care about such a small matter?

Guan Mutong's stupid apprentice must have been thinking about Ye Jianxiao again, so he curled his lips, got up from the bed, and took a pack of things on the table.

Qingzhu saw the red package just now and didn't have time to ask what was inside. When she saw the master bring it over, she asked curiously: "Master, did you give it to me?"

Guan Mutong laughed, untied the package, pointed to the spirit stones, pills, and spirit talismans inside and said, "You have earned these by yourself. During this trip to Chaohu, you and Ye Jianxiao have rewards for their experience, but also rewards for actively responding to this emergency."

"Well, the reward for experience?"

Qingzhu was a little stunned and said frankly: "I am not talented. I haven't picked any herbs except for a few blood-stricken herbs. How could I get the reward for my experience?"

Guan Mutong frowned and shook his head and said, "No, when Elder Xuanqi sent you back, he brought a lot of herbs, including Xue Jianchou, Poria, Zhaolian, and saffron. He also said that they were all picked by you. As Elder Xuanqi, she could not fake such things, right?"

Could it be that the herbs were also given to me by my senior brother...

Qingzhu is a straightforward person and will repay all kindness. After all, he owes a lot of senior brothers. He turned his head and asked the master in a low voice: "Master...will I move to a choreographer?"

Guan Mutong said casually: "Zhu'er, I've said everything, you can do whatever you want...

What! Are you moving to a choreograph house?

Ye Jianxiao, he will not poison you, right!"
Chapter completed!