Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 101
hunting ground.

The night is melting and boundless, like a huge black satin covering the ground.

Ren Pingsheng and his party walked in the forest, observing their surroundings vigilantly.

In addition to the dull footsteps and breathing, there are only bursts of insects, which is disturbing.

After walking for a while, a fire appeared in front of him, which was extremely bright in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.

"arrive!"

Chen Zhiming, who was walking in front, saw the flames and turned to look at Ren Pingsheng with excitement on his face.

Ren Pingsheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought I might spend the night in the dark and dreary woods today, but fortunately, I returned to the original point in the end.

"Finally out."

"If I had known that Xia Miao was so dangerous this time, I wouldn't participate no matter what."

"After I go back, I will ask my father to chop up all the monsters here and chop them into pieces!"

A loud voice came from behind.

Some people are happy, some are sad, some are resentful, all kinds of venting emotions are mixed together, and the noisy people have headaches.

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at them, raised his voice, and shouted sharply: "What are you arguing about! Before you see the lock demon envoy, cheer up! Don't be attacked by the demon clan at the last moment!"

It was the voice of Prince Zhenbei's son.

Everyone gradually quieted down.

When Xiao Rongxue saw this scene, there was a strange look in her eyes.

Forbidden.

Unexpectedly, in just one day, Ren Pingsheng could have such prestige among these unruly noble children.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Ren Pingsheng said again: "Keep the original formation, keep going, don't disperse!"

After speaking, he took the lead and walked forward.

Everyone followed closely behind without hesitation.

After a stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng finally led the crowd, left the dense forest, and came to the grassland at the beginning.

Before he had time to speak, he saw a figure between the two bonfires at first sight.

Bent body, head and shoulders swaying slightly, under the flickering light of the fire, only a vague outline can be seen clearly, such a shape, coupled with the swaying movements, inexplicably gives people a strange feeling .

Including Ren Pingsheng, when they saw this scene, they all felt horrified, and the hairs on the back of their necks stood on end.

"What happened ahead?"

Someone asked in a low voice behind him.

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, staring at the figure in the distance, and tentatively called softly: "Is it the lock demon?"

The voice fell.

A gust of night wind whizzed by, and the whining sound sent a chill in one's heart.

Along with the night wind, there was a faint smell of blood.

moment.

Ren Pingsheng became vigilant, clenched the broken knife in his hand, his eyes narrowed, and his voice was low: "The situation is not right, be prepared."

When Chen Zhiming and the others heard this, they did not hesitate at all. They all clenched their weapons tightly and put on a posture to meet the enemy.

When the people behind saw this scene, they also realized the danger, their hearts sank, and they picked up their weapons.

woohoo-

The wind is still blowing, it is clearly early summer, but it brings chills.

The bonfire was blown towards the figure by the wind.

With flickering firelight.

Ren Pingsheng finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

A humanoid creature with wings on its back, like an enlarged version of a bat, buried its head in the chest cavity of a corpse, greedily sucking the bright red blood, probably because of pleasure, its head and shoulders kept shaking, making a rustling sound .

woohoo-

Another gust of wind blew by.

The humanoid creature raised its head abruptly, its ferocious face like a ghost, covered in blood, grinning its teeth, looked even more terrifying under the light of the fire.

The blood-red eyes stared at Ren Pingsheng firmly, as if excited, but also as if excited, he opened his bloody mouth wide, creaking and screaming in a low voice, his voice was hoarse.

The stench and pungent smell permeated the air, and the leaves rustled behind him, adding a bit of eerie spookiness to the pitch-black night.

Ren Pingsheng stared at the monster in the distance, looked down, and saw clearly the ripped clothes, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley instantly, and his hair stood on end.

"That's the Demon Locker!"

now.

Chen Zhiming and the others also saw this scene, fear surged in their hearts like a tide, they instinctively took a step back, and said hoarsely, "The lock demon envoy has been killed."

"The lock demon envoy is a fourth-rank martial artist. To kill him, this demon clan must go through a fierce battle. We are in the forest, so we can't hear the sound of fighting. It's impossible for Emperor Zhaowu and his gang not to hear arrive.

That being the case, why did no one help?
Even if this monster is a big monster of the third rank and above, Emperor Zhaowu should have a way to save the demon locker.

Could it be that something happened to Emperor Zhaowu and he was dragged back? "

Ren Pingsheng's mind turned rapidly, trying to sort out his situation.

At this time, Chen Zhiming behind him tremblingly said: "Shi, son, let's run."

"Do you want to die?"

Ren Pingsheng glared at him, and sternly reprimanded: "I tell you, going back to the forest at this time is a dead end. If you want to die, no one will stop you, so don't drag others along!"

These words were like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of Chen Zhiming and the others, making them calm down instantly.

Shizi was right.

Let's not talk about what kind of monster the guy in front is.

That is to say, there are thousands of not weak monsters hiding in groups in the forest behind.

If they turn around and run away, the team will definitely collapse, and they will be completely reduced to fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered!
Thinking of this.

Several people gathered their courage, held their weapons, gritted their teeth, and stopped retreating.

"My son, what should I do next? Do you want to do it?"

Chen Zhiming asked in a low voice, and he had already regarded him as the absolute backbone in his words.

"Let me be quiet."

Ren Pingsheng replied casually, carefully sizing up the hideous bat-like humanoid creature.

"One of its wings was torn off, and there were also wounds on its shoulders and lower abdomen. It looked like it was seriously injured, so it should only be a fourth grade.

It's just...the fourth-rank who was seriously injured is not something a group of seventh-rank can deal with.

I don't know where that Baiping and Murong are going, if they are there, at least they can block it. "

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

With such an opportunity to show off the white screen, he didn't know where to go.

He couldn't grasp the opportunity to show himself to others.

Fart is useless.

Ren Pingsheng complained a few words in his heart, and silently took out the talisman paper given to him by Daoist Master, held it in his hand, and thought about whether to use it or not.

Although when playing cards, no one starts with king bomb.

But the current situation is different from playing cards.

No talisman paper, safe and sound, of course the best.

But if you keep holding the talisman paper, and you can't use it in the end, it will be a little bit worth the loss.

after all.

Behind him are two hundred lives.

Thinking of this.

Ren Pingsheng made a decision.

Try it out, if the opponent's injury is more serious than expected, don't move the talisman for now.

"Give me a sword."

Ren Pingsheng looked at a young man with two swords, his expression serious.

The young man originally wanted to say that what he was using was a two-handed sword, and without one, he couldn't use his martial arts.

After thinking about it, if I really want to fight, I am an eighth-rank, I guess I can only go with the flow, and it doesn't matter if I lose a sword, so I handed one out: "Here."

Ren Pingsheng switched the broken knife to his left hand, held the hilt behind his right hand, looked at the monster in the distance, focused his eyes on the monster in the distance, concentrated his spiritual energy on his right arm, and threw it with all his strength.

next second.

The sword seemed to have turned into a flying sword controlled by someone, and under the reflection of the bright moonlight, it drew a cyan streamer, heading straight for the monster's face!
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the air gradually faded away.

After three breaths, it suddenly passed over the hideous face of the monster, leaving a shallow bloodstain, which penetrated into the ground.

"Missed."

Chen Zhiming and others felt lost when they saw this scene.

Xiao Rongxue's eyes lit up.

She can see clearly.

The blade cut through the monster's face, leaving marks.

No matter how strong Ren Pingsheng is, it is impossible to do this step against a fourth-rank powerhouse.

and so.

There is no doubt that this monster is seriously injured!

It is so heavy that even the fifth rank may not be comparable.

"No wonder we stood here for so long. It just kept sucking blood and didn't respond at all. It turned out that the injury was too serious and it couldn't move."

As Xiao Rongxue thought about it, she heard a hoarse and unpleasant voice from a distance.

"Wait. You. Got it."

Wait until you?
Who are you waiting for?
Xiao Rongxue froze for a moment, observed carefully, and found that the monster's scarlet eyes had been staring at Ren Pingsheng, and hadn't left Shi Mo from beginning to end.

"Could it be... It's waiting for Ren Pingsheng?!"

This idea popped up.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Xiao Rongxue's heart, she subconsciously looked at Ren Pingsheng beside her, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something.

Before he could open his mouth, he suddenly heard a sharp and piercing sound sweeping towards him like a wave.

boom!
In an instant.

My ears were buzzing, and my mind went blank.

Something seemed to flow down from the nasal cavity, it was sweet.

is blood?

This was Xiao Rongxue's last thought before she regained consciousness.

next second.

She lost consciousness and fell straight into the mud, landing face first.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The dull sound of smashing the ground sounded one after another.

People fell one by one.

Those with strong willpower can last for five seconds.

Those with weak willpower can take up to three seconds.

In an instant.

Ren Pingsheng was the only one in the crowd who was still struggling to support himself.

Two lines of dark red blood flowed from the nasal cavity into the throat.

Salty and sweet.

The buzzing in the ear is disturbing.

Fortunately, I can still maintain consciousness.

"Why, why can I hold on for so long?"

Ren Pingsheng, who was suffering from a splitting headache, had this thought in his mind.

next second.

He suddenly realized something.

"This guy is attacking Yuanshen!"

these days.

He devoured a lot of primordial spirits through "Soul Eater Art", and the strength of primordial spirits far exceeds that of martial arts of the same level.

But which grade is equivalent, there is no reference, and it is impossible to infer.

Now it seems that it is at least stronger than Qipin.

"Speaking of which, if the attack is aimed at Yuanshen, can you use the Pure Heart Jade?"

The thought flashed by.

Ren Pingsheng suppressed his headache and took out a piece of jade pendant from his bosom, stimulating his spiritual energy.

Suddenly, his spirit was sublimated and his mind was purified. The buzzing in his ears disappeared together with the feeling of splitting headache, and his mind was clear.

"Sure enough!"

Ren Pingsheng's eyes lit up, he looked around and saw that everyone fell to the ground, his heart sank.

His eyes quickly searched the crowd, and he fixed on a unicorn suit.

He walked forward quickly, testing his breath.

"You are angry, if you are still alive, interrupt it as soon as possible!"

Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, held the broken knife in his hand, looked at the monster hidden in the distance where the fire was flickering, and shouted sharply, "Stop! Obediently die!"

Hear Ren Pingsheng's voice.

The monster's voice stopped abruptly, its scarlet eyes looked at it, and its ferocious face was even more terrifying under the reflection of the bonfire, grinning its teeth and making a hoarse voice: "You can't kill. Die. Me."

I never said I killed you.

Ren Pingsheng thought so, and calmly took out the talisman paper.

Just now.

There was a sudden rustling of branches and leaves behind him, the momentum was huge, at least hundreds of monsters were moving at the same time to make this movement.

Having made up his mind to use the talisman paper, Ren Pingsheng didn't panic at all. He turned his head to look at the hundreds of monsters of different shapes in the forest. His handsome face showed a touch of contempt, as if he ignored them.

The cool night breeze blew up his temple hair, and the corners of his clothes fluttered backwards. Matching his delicate and handsome face, he looked like a banished immortal.

"."

Seeing this scene, the Yaozu and the monster were taken aback by his calm appearance, stopped where they were, and didn't dare to go forward for a while.

At the same time, an idea popped up in his mind.

Is he still hiding his strength?
Not to mention the monster race, even King Jin and the others in front of the Xuanji mirror couldn't help shrinking their pupils when they saw this scene, and their faces were full of surprise.

There are wolves in the front and tigers in the back.

How can he be so calm?
Is this the legendary Mount Tai collapsed before and remained unchanged?

King Jin and other nobles stared at the Xuanji mirror, and the same idea popped up in their hearts.

Prince of Zhenbei. How much have you hidden?
To know.

Just half an hour ago.

They witnessed with their own eyes how the bat demon killed the fourth-rank demon locker, and how it beat him to the bone.

without any exaggeration.

Seeing that scene, almost all the people present were in despair, thinking that if the formation is not broken, Prince Zhenbei's son and the others will surely die!

What happened later also proved their conjecture.

Just a scream.

More than 100 people were almost wiped out.

no way.

There is a difference of three grades between the fourth grade and the seventh grade.

The gap between them is almost no less than that of Sipin and Chaofan, and it cannot be bridged by a mere hundred people.

See people fall down in pieces.

Many nobles had already closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look any further.

But did not expect.

The prince of Zhenbei unexpectedly made it to the end abruptly.

That was the scream of a fourth-grade bat demon!
Can directly attack the soul.

Let alone an eighth-rank martial artist, even the soul of a fifth-rank martial artist may not be able to withstand it.

But Ren Pingsheng carried it like this.

"He... held it!"

Many nobles were pleasantly surprised.

It seems.

The Prince of Zhenbei is very likely to hide his strength, and his real strength is far beyond the eighth rank.

It is not impossible to fight the bat demon.

Just as some unrealistic hopes were ignited in everyone's hearts, they suddenly saw...

Behind the prince of Zhenbei, a large number of monster clans appeared, menacing and eyeing, each of them looked extremely ferocious and powerful.

"A seriously injured fourth-grade bat demon, Prince Zhenbei may be able to deal with it.

But if there are so many monster clans of the sixth and seventh ranks, unless the prince of Zhenbei is also of the fourth rank, there is absolutely no chance of winning. "

a time.

Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley again.

Especially Xungui whose relatives were in the hunting ground, faced with such roller coaster emotional ups and downs, almost collapsed.

Princess Yunhe Liu Yunmeng looked even more desperate, looking at Ren Pingsheng, her eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face.

"It's over...it's over."

The crowd shook their heads and sighed.

No matter how much Prince Zhenbei can hide his strength, he can't pretend that the strength of the fourth rank is that of the eighth rank.

Thinking this way, I suddenly found out.

The Prince of Zhenbei faced the wolves, tigers and leopards alone, and he looked calm and calm, looking at the monster clan with disdain.

Such boldness.

Who can compare with it? !

Even King Jin didn't believe that Prince Zhenbei didn't hide his strength.

It's nothing more than how much it hides.

If it is rank five, there is still a chance to turn the tide.

"Ren Pingsheng!"

At this moment, Liu Yunmeng's eyes were filled with tears, she looked at the Xuanji Mirror, clasped her hands together, and silently prayed for him: "You must survive."

The rest of the nobles also looked at the Xuanji mirror with expectant eyes, and silently said in their hearts: "The one who turned the tide has fallen, and the one who helped the building will fall. My son, hold on!"

King Jin's gaze never left the Xuanji mirror, his face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

The edge of the hunting ground.

The flames swayed with the wind.

Rumble!
The thunder exploded, deafening!
In the night sky, dark clouds rolled and galloped, coming from all directions, piled up whole piles, getting denser and denser, completely blocking the few remaining stars.

got windy.

Storm is coming!

Even the air became dull.

Ren Pingsheng, as always, looked calm, and said in a flat tone: "You guys go together."

Rumble!
It was deafening thunder again.

The sky became even darker, and patches of dark clouds gathered over the hunting ground as if they were about to be suppressed.

The scarlet eyes of the demon clansmen stared at Ren Pingsheng firmly, grinning their teeth, none of them dared to take half a step forward.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help laughing: "After all, it's just a beast, so stop laughing!"

Rumble!
The wanton laughter, accompanied by the deafening thunder, hit the hearts of the monsters like a hammer.

Do not know why.

this moment.

The monster clans actually felt the familiar aura in the demon lock tower on Ren Pingsheng's body, their faces showed a look of horror, strong fear arose in their hearts, and they instinctively wanted to retreat!

In front of the mysterious mirror.

The nobles including the king of Jin saw this scene, their pupils constricted, and the shock in their hearts couldn't be further increased.

The prince of Zhenbei laughed wildly, which actually made the murderous and bloodthirsty monsters retreat in fright.

What an imposing manner!

Wu Sheng came personally, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that!
The nobles present, including the princes and daughters, have never seen Wu Sheng.

But at this moment, in their hearts, the image of Ren Pingsheng and the imagined martial saint actually coincided.

Love and righteousness, lawlessness. This is what martial arts should be like!

a time.

Even the Seventh Prince who has always hated Ren Pingsheng has awe and admiration for him.

"Kill .it."

The ferocious bat demon bared his teeth and made a hoarse voice.

The Yaozu showed hesitation and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Kill .it."

The bat demon suddenly buried his head into the demon locker's chest, sucked a few mouthfuls of blood, replenished his blood, and then issued an order again in a hoarse voice.

Forest.

A leopard demon rolled with hatred in its scarlet eyes. Hearing the order, he didn't hesitate anymore, and rushed out of the bushes, rushing towards Ren Pingsheng.

It opened its bloody mouth wide, revealing its sharp teeth, and let out a frightening roar.

"Roar--"

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng didn't hesitate anymore, and simply tore up the talisman paper in his hand, shouting in his heart: "Daoist, save me!"

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The leopard demon charged forward.

Daoist has not yet appeared.

To know.

Before this, Ren Pingsheng had estimated it in his heart.

Wusheng Mountain is not far from Baiyun Mountain.

With Dao Zun's strength, it only takes three breaths at most to come here.

Now the five breaths have passed.

What about Dao Zunren? !
"Damn! Didn't you say that no matter where I am, I will come to help you?
You are old-fashioned and do not keep your word! "

Ren Pingsheng cursed in his heart, he stamped his left foot on the ground, and stabbed horizontally.

A loud dragon chant sounded.

The knife flashed.

The leopard demon let out an incomparably mournful howl.

The two forelimbs snapped off at the sound, blood spurted out, and the body hit the ground heavily.

Rumble!
Thunder exploded.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating Ren Pingsheng's whole body.

The corners of the clothes fluttered with the wind, the tall and straight body, the broken knife that was not stained with blood, the suppressed angry face, and the leopard demon writhing in pain.

Just constitutes a beautiful picture.

Mysterious outside the mirror.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes burst into a bright light: "Slaying the king's son of the leopard demon town with one sword really hides his strength!"

They think so.

The monsters in the forest don't think so.

They saw clearly the knife just now.

At best, it is equivalent to the strength of the sixth rank.

It is nothing more than the superb knife skills and the sharpness of the treasured knife, which created the illusion of a one-hit kill.

When they go together, it won't be long before the aura in Ren Pingsheng's body will be exhausted.

At that time, these hateful human races will all die!

Thinking of this.

The jackals, tigers and leopards all began to grin their teeth, tense their muscles, ready to go.

"Damn! Daoist harmed me!"

When Ren Pingsheng saw this scene, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"Roar--"

The monsters didn't care so much, they didn't hesitate any longer, they rushed out of the forest one after another, and rushed towards Ren Pingsheng.

Rumble!
A thunderbolt and thunder streaked across the sky, the wind whizzed past, and dark clouds rolled in.

With a bang, the heavy rain poured down from the sky like a collapsed sky, fell into the mud, and splashed and foamed.

The fog is heavy, covering the hunting ground.

This storm that had been brewing for a long time finally came down!

Capital.

In the gray night sky, the dark clouds are like a solid silk, covering the bright moon and stars.

Thick smoke is muddy, cool breeze is blowing.

Renfu.

Chang An didn't care to dress neatly, only put on a long robe, and ran out of the room anxiously with her snow-white jade feet bare.

After walking a few steps, he heard a vague sound coming from beside him.

"Master, Senior Sister."

Jiang Chuyue, who woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes with her slender hands, and asked doubtfully, "Where is Senior Sister going?"

Hear a familiar voice.

Chang An paused, stepped on the ground with bare feet, looked at Jiang Chuyue, and said in a cold voice as always, as if without any emotion: "Help me break the seal."

The voice fell.

Jiang Chuyue, who was still a little confused, murmured, "What seal?"

The next second, she suddenly reacted.

"Senior Sister wants to lift the seal?!"

It was like an electric current hit his mind directly, and he woke up suddenly.

Jiang Chuyue stared wide-eyed, looked at her senior sister in surprise, and asked anxiously: "Senior sister, what happened?"

Chang An: "Dangerous."

"?"

There was confusion in Jiang Chuyue's eyes, and she was also a little anxious: "Is the sect in danger, or is the master in danger?"

Master stayed on the top of Zongmen mountain in Yunzhou in the north.

It is far away from the capital.

How did the senior sister know that the master was in danger?
"Ren Pingsheng." Chang An spoke again.

Jiang Chuyue was startled.

Is the son in danger?
Didn't he go to Xia Miao?

With Emperor Zhaowu and that Xiaolang hoof guarding him, there is no danger.

Even if there is danger.

Senior sister stays in the capital, how do you know?

Could it be that the son will write a letter to his senior sister when he encounters danger?

A series of questions came to mind.

Jiang Chuyue opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but before she could speak, she heard her senior sister's cold voice again.

"Quick."

Obviously urging.

It was a bit strange to say it from her mouth.

Senior sister, this has been pretending to be cold for too long, can't change it?

Jiang Chuyue thought wildly for a while, shook her head resolutely, and said seriously: "Before entering Beijing, Master told me that if there is no life or death crisis, you are not allowed to help Senior Sister lift the seal."

The voice fell.

There was a hint of determination in Chang An's eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Is this to undo the seal of Gu poison?

Jiang Chuyue's eyes narrowed, and she hurriedly said, "Farewell, Senior Sister!"

Chang An opened his eyes, looked at her, and said again: "Help me."

Seeing her senior sister being so determined, Jiang Chuyue sighed, feeling a little helpless: "Did the senior sister have a nightmare? It's just a little Xia Miao, there are only fifth-rank monsters in the hunting ground at most, and the son has many life-saving means. Impossible.

The senior sister has recuperated for so long, and she managed to regain some strength. Once the seal is lifted, all previous efforts will be wasted, how can she catch up with that big event.

I missed this opportunity, and I don’t know when the next time will be, but Master has pinned all his hopes of revitalizing the sect on Senior Sister, Senior Sister.”

Not finished yet.

Chang An suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, his fair face was slightly pale, his willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his pretty eyes were full of anxiety and worry.

"Sister!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chuyue was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her: "Are you okay!"

pain.
it hurts
Chang An stretched out his hand to cover his heart, his willow eyebrows were twisted together, his face became paler, sweat dripped from his forehead, wet the ends of his hair, and stuck to his forehead in a messy way.

"Senior sister, what's the matter?"

Jiang Chuyue supported her senior sister, her little face flushed with anxiety.

"Ren Pingsheng"

Chang An's slender and slender jade hands tightly clutched the clothes on his chest, tears could not stop falling from his eyes.

This is a side effect of suppressing Gu poison with the help of double cultivation.

Sometimes, one party has a certain feeling, and the other party can also feel it faintly.

At the time of the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

She was aware of it.

But it was just a guess at the time, and it was gradually verified when we got along with each other.

For now.

Only she can feel Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng couldn't feel him.

That's why.

She can be sure that Ren Ping's life has encountered a crisis, a life-and-death crisis!
"Chuyue, help me"

Chang An clutched his heart, raised his eyes to Jiang Chuyue, and there was a rare pleading in his cold eyes.

see this scene.

Jiang Chuyue felt distressed for a while, and her breathing stopped for a second.

After struggling for a few seconds, she gritted her teeth.

What revitalizes the sect.

What a big deal.

Sister is the most important!

If the seal is lifted, the seal will be lifted, and after a big deal, he will slowly recuperate.

Thinking of this.

Jiang Chuyue made a decision, with a firm look in her eyes, she looked at her senior sister, and said in a deep voice, "Senior sister, take off your coat!"

See junior sister agreed.

There was a look of relief in Chang An's eyes, he didn't care much, sat down cross-legged, gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, let go of the hand holding the clothes on his chest, and slowly took off his coat.

Jiang Chuyue changed her usual hippie smile to a serious expression, and reached out to hold Chang An's slender hand.

"Senior sister, come on!"

(End of this chapter)