Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 272 Master Uncle Is My Family 27
The head of the Shangguan was very good, and he said in line with Xin He's words: "It's okay, the head of Xin, please speak."

Xin He sighed helplessly, "Actually, it's nothing. The elders of your Misty Sect have been speaking rudely to the head of the sect. It's fine if it's usual, but I'm also the head of the Misty Sect now. It's hard not to be misunderstood. You Xuanzong to my Misty Sect..."

Xin He didn't continue to say the following words, but everyone understood.

Xuanzong and Misty Sect have always been on good terms. As Xuanzong's elder, Jiang Lingyue represents Xuanzong. Her words and deeds to Xin He represent Xuanzong's attitude towards Misty Sect.

If you change to a bad-tempered head, you will think that Xuanzong is provoking the Misty Sect and look down on his head, which will easily cause disputes between the two sects.

Jiang Lingyue's expression was ugly, she was just about to say something when she saw that her head had already started to reprimand her.

Jiang Lingyue didn't listen carefully to what was said later, she only heard one sentence, and she was punished for one year of confinement.

After seeing Jiang Lingyue being punished, Xin He turned her head and winked playfully at Si Yin.

Si Yin smiled helplessly at her, and then flew directly into Xuanzong with his arms around her waist.

Si Yin lived on the highest mountain of Xuanzong.

The mountain peak soars into the clouds, and when you look up, you can't see the end at a glance.

After Xin He was brought up by Si Yin, he realized that the scenery here is quite beautiful.

Si Yin's residence is deserted, clean inside and out, with no unnecessary decorations.

"Don't you think you're not popular here at all?"

After looking around, Xin He found that there was not even a table in Si Yin's room except for a bed.

Si Yin was a little puzzled when he heard Xin He's words: "Popularity?"

Xin He sighed helplessly, fortunately the cultivation world is not in the mood to cut off love, otherwise she would be in trouble.

"It's nothing, I'm a little tired, let's go to sleep first."

Xin He performed a cleansing technique on herself, and then went directly to Si Yin's bedroom.

There was no way, the whole hall was empty, let alone a bed, even a chair could not be found.

When she came out of Si Yin's room, she really couldn't think of where to sleep.

In her space, apart from fairy artifacts and spirit stones, there is nothing like a bed.

Seeing the girl lying on his bed, Si Yin suddenly had the same feeling in his heart.

Not long after Xin He lay down, there was a burst of even and long breathing.

The girl shrank into a small ball like a kitten in the bed, her eyes were closed tightly, her slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, her black hair spread down along the edge of the bed, making her fair skin even more beautiful,
Si Yin looked at it for a few seconds, then raised his foot and walked over. He sat beside the girl, his bony fingers gently stroking the girl's cheek.

The girl turned around, buried her small face in the quilt, and turned her back to Si Yin.

Looking at the girl's sleeping face, Si Yin felt a little puzzled.

Why can she sleep so well?

Obviously just fell asleep on the way back.

Si Yin even forgot how many years he hadn't slept.

I am basically practicing all the time, and I have never felt sleepy at all.

Si Yin thought for a while but couldn't come up with a result. He lifted the quilt and lay down beside the girl, then closed his eyes.

After a while, Si Yin opened his eyes.

He wasn't sleepy at all, he couldn't sleep at all.

And always feel like something is missing?
He glanced sideways at Xin He, remembered how he was holding Xin He before, and put his hands on her waist.

After doing this, he still felt that it was not enough.

(End of this chapter)