Yunmeng Jianze has created a complete combat power system centered on the tripod sword and the sword-bearer, which originated from the "elixir of longevity". Compared with the new system of tripod sword and sword-bearer developed by the unified dynasty in the past hundred years,

More streamlined and classical, focusing on individual combat power.

This is also Yunmeng Jianze's profound heritage as a thousand-year-old hidden sect, and he can also absorb and train the top sword wielders...

"Half one." Xuezhongzhuhu said.

"What half?"

"Only half of the tortoise-shell beetle hidden in the palace is left." She closed her eyes and replied.

Old Monster Sun was not surprised, but nodded: "Half is enough."

After a pause, he joked: "It's not like we want this kid to be the Yinjun. Why do we want to obtain all the magical powers of the strange insects? We can only have half of one to help hide the wind and gather energy in the small world inside the body."

The candle in the snow did not smile.

Old Monster Sun reacted: "Wait a minute, there's half of one left? Doesn't it mean that the most recent Yinjun in your Nujun Palace only ate half of one? Haha, you Nujun Palace are stingy."

Xuezhongzhu didn't bother to explain the terrifying magical effects of eating all the tortoise-shell beetles recorded in the palace's classics.

The old Taoist priest sighed in the direction of the sick bed:

"You kid, you can be said to have benefited from Yue's virginity. A hidden world sect provides rare medicinal materials. Ordinary people don't care about life and death, how can they be treated like this..." He reacted again, turned to look out the window, and said sourly:

"Hey, that handsome female Confucian scholar outside who is looking for quack doctors, doesn't have a simple relationship with you, right? She is also worried about you, tsk tsk tsk, it is really a blessing, no, it should be said that she is half-hearted, and she has failed to live up to the true love of the dumb girl.

"

While Old Monster Sun was making venomous remarks, Xuezhongzhu walked up to Zhao Qingxiu, who was excitedly grabbing Ouyang Rong's palm and covering his cheek.

"Hey!" The mute girl turned to call her, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Xuezhongzhu suddenly reached out and pressed the back of Zhao Qingxiu's hand that was peeling peach skin quietly. She said calmly:

"Seventh Junior Sister, I will help you this time. I won't eat the peach, and I won't ask you for any additional conditions.

"Do you know why?"

"Ah." Zhao Qingxiu stopped, nodded blankly, and then shook her head.

"Because we are senior sisters, we... are family."

The Yunmeng mixed-race heroine, who has always been fierce and violent, has a face as delicate and white as milk, and her expression is surprisingly peaceful at this moment:

"Seventh Junior Sister, I only hope that after this incident, you can understand your responsibilities, your responsibilities as a member of Yunmeng Jianze Nujun Temple, and even... the responsibilities of contemporary Yue Virgin.

"It doesn't matter who you are to him. What matters is who you are?"

Zhao Qingxiu's face was stunned.

Xuezhongzhu spoke softly: "Actually, before Master passed away, he told me in private. She said that every Yue girl in the palace, including me, can have a chance to be willful.

"Although I will not be willful.

"But I still remember Master's instructions. This is why I have tolerated you, Seventh Junior Sister, accompanying him to save him these days.

"It's just that Master may not have thought that you would be so willful, or... it's unexpected, but it's reasonable.

"But Seventh Junior Sister, actually, I am quite relieved. At least your willfulness this time is not serious. The tortoise-shell beetle is gone and you can look for it again. Moreover, Senior Sister can still stay by your side, instead of being like...

"

She paused and continued calmly:

"Back then, your third senior sister was willful, and she never came back.

"Later, your Fourth Senior Sister also acted willfully, and she still hasn't returned yet."

Xuezhongzhu's blue eyes looked at the mute girl's slightly confused eyes:

"Seventh Junior Sister, there are only five of us left in that lonely palace hanging high above the ground.

"I and the other senior sisters in the palace really do not hope that we will be without you again."

There was silence in front of the bed, except for the calm breathing of the young man with his short hair neatly combed and his eyes closed. Zhao Qingxiu tilted her head slightly and clenched her peach body tightly with nine fingers under her sleeves.

Clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again, back and forth.

Xuezhongzhu suddenly stretched out his right hand towards her and spread out a slender palm:

"Stupid girl, after this time, only your senior sisters will be your relatives."

She raised the corners of her lips in a rare move and said briskly: "Let's go and pick up your second senior sister together. Before I came here, I already informed her to pick up half of a tortoise-shell beetle."

Zhao Qingxiu had two lines of tears slowly flowing down her cheeks.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Tan Lang, who was peacefully lying on the hospital bed. She leaned a little, closed her eyes with tears, and slowly raised her little hand with missing fingers.

Two women holding hands.

Before the two Yunmeng ladies went out hand in hand, a tall, blond lady turned her head and warned in a stern tone: "Sun, please don't go too far with the demands you make for Junior Sister Seven."

"Did Pindao go too far?"

Old Monster Sun sighed, looked at the young man on the bed next to him, and murmured to himself:

"To those who are infatuated, there are obviously many people in this world who do more than that..."

It's a pity that no one in the room was awake enough to listen to these words.
Chapter completed!