You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 515 Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless

Fu Xue received Master Kong Xuan's gaze and snorted coldly:

"Song Zhi suddenly received a cultivation resource of tens of thousands of spirit crystals in July last year. After that, he appeared near the sect's Alchemy Peak several times and was discovered several times by the patrolling disciples. Before the New Year's Eve last year, he crossed the battle line with these two several times during patrols, disappeared for half a day, and then reappeared.

While our guest disciple Chun Niuma was recovering at the front, the three of you happened to be sick and were recuperating in the camp. But although you were supposed to be recuperating, you repeatedly followed several elite disciples to a large tent and took the opportunity to spy on us. "

Song Zhi's face was already covered in sweat, but he still said stubbornly, "It's a coincidence. I felt heavy in my chest those days, so I wanted to come out and take a breath."

"Oh? Then how do you explain the jade slip under your bed?"

Fuxue took out a jade slip and threw it in front of him, then asked.

"Why can it be connected to the jade slip carried by the traitor who attacked us that day?"

Song Zhi's face turned pale and his body collapsed to the ground. He wanted to say it was a false accusation, but he quickly remembered that it was all his breath and spiritual energy, and it was impossible for him to deny it.

His body was shaking even more violently, and it was now irrefutable.

"What else do you want to say now?" Fu Xue's words were like a frost blade, piercing his heart.

Kang Jian and Huang Ruoyun behind him already looked ashen, and kept kowtowing and saying:

"Master, we were obsessed with money, so we did such evil things. We will never dare to do it again. We did this because we were bewitched by Song Zhi. Please forgive us because this is our first offense~"

They put all the blame on Song Zhi.

"Master, spare my life~"

Seeing the two men kowtow continuously, the faces of the disciples around them turned ugly. Many of them clenched their fists and the veins in their necks throbbed.

"Traitor! Damn it!"

"Kill them!"

The disciples were all excited and looked at the three people with cold eyes.

Master Kong Xuan turned around and waved his hand.

Fuxue nodded and waved his hand. Three ice sculptures suddenly appeared. The people inside them had already died.

"Put it at the gate, and I hope all the disciples will take it as a warning!!"

Master Kong Xuan stroked his sleeves and left quietly.

All the disciples gathered around the ice sculptures of the three people and looked at them, but no one showed any sympathy.

Yuling Sect, Uncle Shuai came back two days after he left.

Chang Qing, who was practicing, looked up at the blocked sunlight, only to find that the handsome uncle was looking at him with a smile.

Behind him, a familiar figure also turned Twilight's gaze towards him.

I never thought that the handsome uncle would bring Jie Xinyu back.

"Master, Junior Sister Jie~"

Chang Qing was sitting cross-legged on the ground in the courtyard, practicing his martial arts. When he saw the two people coming, he raised his hand, but did not stand up because of his injury.

Looking at the two little kids practicing sword in the yard, the handsome uncle nodded and said:

"I have already done what I wanted to do, and I have also met the person I was supposed to meet. I think he will come to visit me in two days."

"As long as the sect master is in charge, the disciples will naturally feel at ease."

"Oh, by the way, you have too many things to worry about right now, and you need someone to take care of you. After thinking about it, I thought of Jie Xinyu. I remember that you have a good relationship with Jie Xinyu, and I saw her taking care of you last time. I think she is a perfect match."

The handsome uncle had a hint of mockery on his face, as if he was watching a good show.

"Master... this is not appropriate. Junior Sister Jie manages the Yuhai League's assets. Without her, it would be a mess. Besides, I have Jiao Cang, who takes good care of her. I don't need to bother Junior Sister Jie. After all, people still need to practice, right~"

Changqing also knew what the handsome uncle meant and quickly refused.

As a result, Jiao Cang, who was sleeping, suddenly stood up with a start. He was not stupid, and then he panted heavily, looking very tired:

"Yes! Someone has to take care of my brother. After all, I am a demon, and it is still difficult for me to take care of people. Besides, my brother is seriously injured, and I am even more helpless~"

Jiaocang looked anxious and kept squeezing away tears to convey the message to Changqing.

"Brother, how about my assist?"

Chang Qing was furious. Why did Jiao Cang take advantage of someone's misfortune at such a critical moment? !

Before the handsome uncle could say anything, Jie Xinyu walked out from behind him.

Looking at Changqing sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, regardless of whether Changqing agreed or not, he activated his spiritual power and put Changqing back on the chair.

The movement was a bit too big, which affected the wound, and Changqing's face wrinkled in pain.

"I've watched the video of you overcoming the tribulation. It was such a brutal battle, with such a huge explosion. You're lucky to be able to survive. You're seriously injured but you're just lying there. You're a human, not a machine. You don't have to keep fighting like this!"

Jie Xinyu's scolding voice continued to ring out.

Changqing wanted to explain, but Jie Xinyu was very skilled in covering him with a blanket and tucking in the corners, not giving him a chance to refuse.

The two little guys who were practicing sword over there saw such a decisive woman coming, so they hid aside and watched secretly.

"You can't even take care of yourself right now, let alone guide the two little ones. I will take care of their lives first, and you can just focus on recovering from your injuries~"

Xie Xinyu turned around and began to pick up the scattered items in the courtyard.

Chang Qing opened his mouth and wanted to say that there was also a Dharma image, which was totally fine. But looking at Jie Xinyu's approach, he knew that this little girl, who had grown up under his watch, already had her own style and ideas. Wasn't he doing this because he was afraid that Chang Qing would refuse?

Chang Qing glanced at the handsome uncle, who smiled and spread his hands, as if to say, "Look, they stayed here on their own accord. You don't have the ability to refuse, so it's none of my business~"

"By the way, when Jie Han comes, you must not show your true face. Your mask is ruined. I spent a lot of money to get another one. You must be careful with it this time. This thing can't withstand so many thunder tribulations."

The handsome uncle put down a white half-mask. The shape was not as exquisite as the original one. The mask looked plain and felt as smooth as white jade. Changqing could feel the formation inside it, which was indeed not an ordinary item.

Putting down the mask, the handsome uncle left quickly.

Jiao Cang had shrunk to a very small size without anyone noticing, and ran to the roof, where there were two other guys, an egg, a mouse, and Jiao Cang. The three of them squatted on the eaves, looking at the cowardly Chang Qing below, chattering and watching the show, it was quite lively.

Looking at Jie Xinyu's busy figure, Chang Qing felt very complicated, but he couldn't say it. He was really depressed.

He Niaoniao threw away the wooden sword and helped Jie Xinyu clean up the debris.

Li Mengyu was much more direct and asked, "Senior sister, are you the master's wife?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the egg on the roof seemed to be aroused by curiosity, and Xiaoguai almost caught the egg and let it roll down.

Chang Qing twitched the corner of his mouth. If he wasn't injured, he would have to beat this kid's butt and ask him everything.

He Niaoniao pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

Xie Xinyu's body trembled, and she glanced at Changqing, with endless sorrow flowing in her eyes, making Changqing think he saw Lin Daiyu. That little look made Changqing almost agree.

"Someone once said that falling flowers want to follow the flowing water, but the flowing water has no intention of lingering on the falling flowers. Perhaps that is the case."