Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

On the second day after moving into the Elder's Hall, Aning could no longer hide her strength. Ying Chuyan tested her background and was really amazed after learning about her cultivation and superb skills.

In the past few days, the two competed in a pure sword test without any spiritual assistance. Although both Ying Chuyan came out on top, Aning's amazing learning ability and talent cannot be ignored.

Ying Chuyan was worried about her safety before, but now she feels that she is worrying too much.

"Is it really okay?"

Aning was a little worried and carefully supported the man who was a head taller than him, feeling regretful in his heart.

"I'm not fine, don't worry." Ying Chuyan saw her little face wrinkled into a ball, holding his arms with both hands, like some kind of small animal, a smile flashed in her eyes.

"But you look so bad and your condition is not right. I'm afraid something might happen to you..." Aning bit her lip, feeling very guilty.

At this moment, she extremely regretted the spiritual power she had just used for cheating.

"Senior brother, what's going on?" Outside the aisle, Ruofu, dressed in white, walked over quickly. The woman's eyes were relaxed and dignified, if you ignore her gaze for the moment.

"No problem, why is the leader here?" Ying Chuyan glanced at Ruofu and asked calmly.

Of course, we came to see the two protagonists in the rumor! The most popular thing in the sect these days!

However, Ruofu didn't dare to say that. She just replied about the sect's affairs in a decent manner, but her eyes were so honest.

God knows how shocked she was when she heard the rumors. Her senior brother, who was ascetic and abandoned all emotions and desires, actually became a Taoist couple without saying a word!

She didn't believe it at first, but when she saw the two of them being so close, she started to believe it again. You must know that her senior brother usually hates being touched by others, even the master. The relationship between these two people is definitely extraordinary!

"This is my nephew, I guess. I apologize for the offence I caused on the competition stage that day. I wanted to come to see you earlier, but there have been many trivial matters in the sect recently, so I have been delayed. If you find nothing in the future, I will Come to the Elder’s Hall to treat your nephew to some delicacies."

Ruofu smiled kindly at Aning. She did feel guilty for her nephew about what happened that day, but the affairs in the sect were complicated, so she could only delay it again and again. She couldn't miss the opportunity she found today.

Listening to what the other party said, Aning looked into her eyes. She was actually a little concerned about this leader, but if she thought about it from his perspective, she could understand her actions. After all, she carried the sect on her shoulders. The safety of all disciples.

"Master, don't worry, it's just a misunderstanding." But now she has no time to talk to him, because Ying Chuyan's situation is really bad.

"If there is nothing else, Master, please go back first. I want to rest."

Ying Chuyan interrupted Ruofu's thoughts of continuing, with an unpredictable tone.

Seeing him, his expression was normal, Ruofu silently glanced at the sky, thinking that she had rested early enough today, but she had to leave. I'm afraid there is no leader in the world who is as unmajestic as her.

"...So, senior brother, have a good rest."

After watching Ruofu leave, Aning raised his eyes and looked at Ying Chuyan worriedly, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Are you going to bed so early?"

"I didn't get a good rest last night. I want to rest early today, so you should go back." After saying that, Ying Chuyan took out his hand, with uncontrollable tiredness in his brows. Before Aning could say anything, he raised his hand. He walked towards his dormitory.

The man was dressed in white, and the light and shadow outside the corridor were mottled on him. He seemed to emit a faint brilliance as he walked, making it impossible for people to get close.

For some reason, Aning actually saw a hint of sadness, until the back became smaller and smaller. She thought for a moment and followed him with her legs.

Ying Chuyan's bedroom is at the east end of the Elder's Hall, which is the quietest place in the sect. Behind it is a bamboo forest, which may be nourished by spiritual energy all year round, so it is evergreen all year round.

When Aning entered the dormitory, she smelled a strong smell of blood. She was startled and rushed directly from the outer hall to the inner room. She was caught off guard and rushed into the spring scenery.

I saw that the man's robe was half-stripped, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white chest, and the light cyan blood vessels on the abdominal wall were clearly visible with distinct texture. But this beauty was abruptly ruined by a ferocious black mark on his left shoulder.

"Why are you here?" Ying Chuyan looked over and put on his clothes slowly. If you look closely, you can see that his ears are red.

At this time, the air pressure on Aning's body was a little low. She stepped forward without saying a word, raised her hand, and directly opened his collar.

The ferocious black marks were exposed to the air, and there was faint blood.

Ying Chuyan seemed a little embarrassed, and his whole face looked like rouge. This look was far from his usual divine appearance, she looked like a bullied little lady.

He wanted to pull the collar back, but Aning held on tightly, and for the first time he felt an emotion called shame.

"Did I do it?"

Ying Chuyan felt a little warmth on the back of his hand, raised his eyes to look at the person, moved his eyes slightly, and said warmly: "No."

Seeing the girl shedding tears, he loosened his grip on the collar and said in a very soft voice, "Stop crying. There is medicine on the table. Bring it and bandage it for me."

Aning didn't say a word or move. She let go of her hand holding the collar, raised her hand and gently pressed it on the hideous black mark. Her hand was very light, a little cold, and a force was slowly pouring into it. .

Within a moment, Ying Chuyan felt the pain on his shoulder weakening, and he could also feel that the chaotic spiritual energy in his body was slowly calming down.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

The young man raised his eyes and looked at her face. The sight in the room was not bright, but he clearly saw the expression on her face.

Sadness, anxiety, guilt.

It was an expression he had never seen before.

The girl's eyes looked over, her eyelashes were wet, Ying Chuyan was stunned for a moment, and his pale hands gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"Really, it doesn't hurt at all."