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Chapter 116 The White Moonlight Monk Who Criticizes Wolfhounds 17

Shi Qing opened her eyes dazedly, and there was a simple wooden board above her head. The sky suddenly became bright, and she raised her arms uncomfortably to block it.

"Sister, wake up!"

Wu Ji walked up to her.

He held a bowl of black medicine in his hand and sat beside her bed in surprise, "Sister, drink the medicine first."

Shi Qing propped himself up and sat up, only to find that his whole body ached and his bones felt like they had been crushed.

Her voice was hoarse from not speaking for a long time: "Why am I here?"

Wu Ji blew on the medicine on the spoon and brought it to her lips:

"You have been unconscious since you came out of the secret realm, so I had no choice but to place you here."

"Sister, drink this medicine. It will help you recover."

Shi Qing frowned and drank it, and consciousness gradually returned.

She remembered that she seemed to fall into the water at last.

"How did we get out?"

Wu Ji watched her drink the medicine without any precautions, his eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"The people from Yunqi Sect opened the secret realm from the outside, so we came out."

"Are Yun Qingyu and Yun Ze okay? And what about Jiang Xingchen?"

Wu Ji paused for a moment while filling the potion. He looked calm and asked casually, "Sister seems to be particularly concerned about Jiang Xingchen?"

Shi Qing drank another spoonful, "After all, we are friends who share weal and woe."

"Sister, you don't know that it was because he wanted to take the black ice grass that the dragon was alarmed. If it weren't for him, sister wouldn't have to suffer like this."

"Xuanbing grass?" Shi Qing was surprised. "Jiang Xingchen said he wanted to find Xuanbing grass to cure his illness. I think he should have gone home now."

After watching Shi Qing drink all the medicine, Wu Ji quietly took the bowl and walked out.

"Sister, are you hungry? I'll buy you something to eat."

Shi Qing nodded: "Thank you for your help."

Wu Ji stood up and chuckled, "Why are you being so polite to me, sister?"

He walked out with the bowl.

Shi Qing checked his body and changed into white clothes. There were scratches of various sizes on his back and legs.

It should have been scratched by the scales when fighting with the dragon.

There are also red marks on the palms.

No wonder it hurts so much when I stand up.

Shi Qing looked up and saw a brand new scarlet dress hanging beside the bed.

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"Sister, I'm back. I bought a roasted pheasant, pearl fish balls, and papaya porridge..."

Wu Ji jumped in easily, carrying a lot of bags and an exquisite food box in his hands.

However, his words stopped abruptly when he saw the girl under the tree.

Shi Qing was wearing a coral red dress. The fabric that was close to her chest was printed with gold-edged butterflies. Her slender neck was adorned with a red pearl necklace, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin.

The sleeves are a gradient color from light white to crimson. The cuffs are wide, like butterfly wings. The waist is tied with a light-colored belt, which makes the waist look slimmer and more slender. Even the hem of the skirt is an irregular design, with the outer layer hanging diagonally and embroidered with delicate milky white flowers.

The weather has warmed up in the past few days, and even the flowers have bloomed a little.

Under the white flower tree, the girl in a scarlet dress looked back and smiled softly.

Her black hair was casually spread out, falling with her movements, "Wu Ji."

Wu Ji's eyes flashed with surprise, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised, and he strode over, "Sister!"

He placed the food in his hand on the stone table.

Shi Qing stood up, and the flower on her head fell off, "I see this is the only set of clothes in the room."

Wu Ji stretched out his hand, and the fallen flower lay quietly in his palm. "Sister's original dress was damaged, so I bought her another one. Sure enough, this one is the most suitable for her."

"It's just that I've never worn a dress as bright as this."

Shi Qing frowned slightly. The sleeves of this dress just hung on his shoulders. If he moved a little more, his shoulders would be exposed.

Especially the left shoulder, which still has teeth marks from last time.

"Sister is as beautiful as a fairy. She looks good in anything she wears."

At some point, the two of them were extremely close, and Wu Ji's beautiful fox eyes were looking at her intently.

Shi Qing looked up at him, only to see Wu Ji raise his hand and gently move it on her head, and she felt a different touch.

"All right."

He put his hands down, smiling.

Shi Qing raised his hand and touched it as if he had sensed something. There seemed to be a flower pinned on the left side of his hair.

She suddenly chuckled, her eyebrows curved, her eyes shining like stars, the fragmented light reflecting the boy's wanton face.

Wu Ji opened the packed food and smiled happily: "Sister, try it quickly, the roast chicken here is very delicious."

When Shi Qing sat down, the aroma filled the air, whetting his appetite.

"I just don't know which one is better than your roast chicken?"

Wu Ji placed the fragrant, shiny, red roasted chicken in front of her and boasted generously, "Of course my cooking skills are better."

Shi Qing tore off a piece of chicken and chewed it slowly. "It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The meat is delicious."

"How does it compare to my roast chicken?" Wu Ji blinked.

"You did better."

Wu Ji smiled with satisfaction, opened the food box again, and carefully took out a bowl of porridge from it.

"Sister, you just woke up. I bought you some porridge to nourish your body and protect your stomach."

Shi Qing took a few sips and found it tasted indeed delicious.

Wu Ji looked extremely happy and talked a lot, ranging from food to some interesting stories and local customs.

Shi Qing put down the spoon, looking serious:

"Wu Ji, I am actually the eldest daughter of the Yue family in Yunfeng City, Yue Qing."

She suddenly mentioned this, and Wu Ji's pupils trembled slightly. He pretended to be surprised:

"Sister, you turned out to be Miss Yue. So, sister has been on guard against me since the beginning."

Shi Qing looked apologetic, "I'm sorry. The Yue family was brutally murdered, and the murderer is still at large. I have to be careful."

Wu Ji seemed to be hinting at something: "Then why are you telling me now, sister?"

"Of course I trust you." Shi Qing's voice was cold. "Everyone in the Yue family died tragically, and their souls were scattered. It was impossible to ask for help. At that time, Master was traveling around the world and never returned. I went down the mountain alone, but found nothing."

"Just now, I received a spiritual bird from Master. She will be back in about ten days. By then, Master will definitely find a way to find the murderer."

When she talked about the murderer, her eyes were bright and the hatred in them seemed tangible.

Wu Ji's eyelids half drooped, his pupils half exposed, "Then I wish my sister will get what she wants."

Where Shi Qing couldn't see, his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

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That night, Shi Qing was meditating and practicing.

There was a sudden crashing sound from the next room.

Shi Qing opened the door worriedly, and saw Wu Ji curled up on the bed. His face was pale, and beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, and he looked very painful.

Next to him, there was a huge red sword thrown aside.

"Wu Ji, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Qing frowned slightly, took two steps at a time, and bent over to reach out.

Wu Ji's face turned pale, and his thick eyelashes were hung with crystal clear tears, which slid down his smooth face the moment he looked at her.

He bit his lower lip tightly, his voice carrying a hint of grievance and crying:

"Sister...I feel so uncomfortable..."

The young man already had a handsome face, and now his eyes were as clear as autumn water, and his forbearing look added a touch of fragility and beauty that was breathtaking.