shock!The big sister is crazy to criticize the villain

"No, I'm fine."

Bai Qingyue shook her head as if waking up from a dream.

The smile on the corner of Shen Xiuran's mouth remained the same, even the curvature was exactly the same as before, and he said in a gentle voice, "I know you've been worrying about the stagnation of your cultivation lately, but there's no rush right now, so don't worry too much."

Bai Qingyue's mind is a little confused now, she nodded indiscriminately, and replied vaguely: "Thank you, brother, for your concern."

After finishing speaking, she held the things in her hands and wanted to walk away, but Shen Xiuran suddenly took a step sideways, blocking her way.

Staring at her face closely, she said in surprise, "Junior Sister, when did you have such a big scar on your face?"

But the size of a grain of rice, do you call this big?The eyes are really good.

If you don't want your eyes, just donate them.

Donate to those in need.

Bai Qingyue came up with this idea without even thinking about it.

Realizing what she was thinking just now, Bai Qingyue was taken aback for a moment.

How could she suddenly have such an idea?

Eldest brother has always been kind to her, no matter what, she shouldn't say that about him.

When I was secretly blaming myself, repenting and educating myself, I heard Shen Xiuran say again: "A woman looks like someone who pleases herself, so you don't need to be too inferior, junior sister. It's helpless to leave this scar."

"If you don't like it, you can cover it with a veil."

For some reason, Bai Qingyue suddenly felt that she was an idiot who was still reflecting on herself just now.

"I quite like it."

Bai Qingyue smiled, and stretched out her hand to touch the wound on her face as she spoke.

"For the sake of the sect, everything is worth it, unlike you, brother, who spends all day doing nothing..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped, as if she realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, she couldn't help but looked up at him apologetically, smiled and encouraged: "But senior brother, don't be too discouraged, opportunities come every year, but this year is just unlucky, Just a little bit."

"But don't worry, when there is an opportunity to contribute to the sect in the future, I will definitely call you."

Shen Xiuran's face turned a little livid, and the gentleness on his face was almost unbearable.

"Junior Sister is really joking."

He pulled the corners of his lips, and the smile on his face became a little forced.

Bai Qingyue waved her hand and said modestly: "Small things, what do we have to do with each other? Brother, you don't have to be polite to me."

In the future, if there is any dirty work, I will share it with you.

She didn't say that.

Shen Xiuran's face was a little stiff, and he didn't want to talk to her, so he forced a smile and nodded: "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Look at the leaving back, the small steps that are taken, it feels a bit like running away.

Bai Qingyue stood where she was, looking at his figure with suspicion in her eyes.

Normally, she and her senior brother have always kept the same water, and she never had any disputes or feuds with him. Why does she now have the urge to strangle him to death?

Weird, really weird.

Bai Qingyue thought about it for a while, but didn't think about it, so she didn't bother.

It may be that I have been too angry recently and have a bad temper.

It seems that I need to make some health-preserving spiritual tea to get rid of the fire.

Holding the sheepskin scroll, she walked all the way to the Sutra Pavilion.

"Sister."

"Sister."

Stepping into the Sutra Pavilion, disciples kept greeting her.

Bai Qingyue nodded and walked past one by one, and finally put the sheepskin scroll on the desk.

"Senior Sister, are you going to organize the scrolls again?"

The disciples from the Sutra Pavilion came over and asked curiously.

Bai Qingyue nodded: "Master asked me to sort it all out."

"Since you're here, let's go together."

She looked up and said hello.

The disciple was taken aback for a moment: "But I still have to guard the Sutra Pavilion."

"What's the matter, don't they still exist here? It's okay to influence you, why don't you come and learn more about herbal medicine with me."

Bai Qingyue smiled.

I don't know why, but I'm rebellious today.

The disciple obviously didn't expect her to say that suddenly, so he couldn't find an excuse to refuse, so he could only respond with a bitter face.

Unexpectedly, after he walked over, Bai Qingyue stood up suddenly, "Ah, I suddenly remembered, Master also ordered me to send him the medicine scroll in the Herb Pavilion."

"You can't delay at this time, why don't you tidy up here first, and I'll come back when I'm done."

The disciple blinked in confusion, and before he could say anything, he saw a deep smile on Bai Qingyue's face: "I believe in you, I can sort them all out before I come back."

"Anyway, he is a disciple of the Sutra Pavilion, so he can't do such a small thing well, right?"

She smiled, her voice was soft, but the disciple heard a threat from inside.

Translate it to-

If you dare to play tricks, you will be fired directly.

This was the first time that Bai Qingyue had abused her power, and when she saw that disciple's ashen face, she felt an inexplicable joy in her heart.

carefree?

Bai Qingyue was taken aback again, why did she feel happy.

Obviously, this kind of bullying of fellow students is what she despises the most in daily life.

Walking out of the Sutra Pavilion quickly, she raised her head and looked at the blue sky.

Bai Yun floated in the clouds, but she felt inexplicably inconsistent.

I always feel that those clouds are temporary pictures.

How come it feels so fake.

Bai Qingyue was a little puzzled.

But before she could think about it, a sound transmission suddenly sounded: "Qingyue, have you sorted out the medicine rolls that Master ordered you to sort out?"

It was the voice of Xianyun Daoist.

Bai Qingyue replied: "Not yet, disciple will go now."

"No need, you come to Chiming Peak first, I have something to tell you as a teacher."

Bai Qingyue didn't know what he was going to say, but she didn't ask any more questions, and replied, "Yes."

When Yu Jian flew to Chiming Peak, she saw that the hall was full of people.

Putting away the sword, Bai Qingyue walked in, clasped her fists and said, "Master, what do you want from me?"

"Here it is."

Master Xianyun's face was unprecedentedly amiable, and his face was full of red, as if some happy event was about to happen.

Bai Qingyue looked at him suspiciously.

Could it be that the old man is going to marry a concubine?

What does this kind of thing call her to do?

"This is the second son of the Mu family, Mu Qisheng."

He smiled and pointed to a man in a white brocade robe.

Bai Qingyue looked over and nodded at him.

After saying hello, I looked back: "The master called the disciple to come over..."

"I mean, you are not too young, and now that your cultivation is hindered, you may miss out on the road in the future."

Master Xianyun laid the groundwork, and spoke in an extraordinarily gentle manner.

Before he could finish the following words, Bai Qingyue had already understood his intention.

Emotionally, she felt that she was old and her cultivation could not improve, so she wanted to marry her off, so as to take the opportunity to suck the last drop of blood.

It was a good deal.

Bai Qingyue couldn't help laughing.

Master Xianyun, who was still babbling and laying the groundwork, suddenly heard a chuckle, couldn't help but froze, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"