The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

The cold air in the cold pond had just penetrated into Rong Jizhi's meridians and blocked his overactive Dantian, and the next moment it was boiled and melted by the burning flames...

This repetitive scene kept happening to him, like the confrontation between ice and fire.

Chao Zhao looked at him, as he bit the corners of his lips so hard that traces of blood appeared. The blood flowed down his jaw and merged with the burning flames, finally sinking into the cold pool.

"Senior brother..."

Chao Zhao's eyes were red and moist, "I brought you roast duck legs, salted duck, braised duck, eight-treasure duck..."

“Why are they all ducks?”

Rong Jizhi had been in a state of flames burning his veins and dantian, and his consciousness was in an extreme state of ice and fire. He could only barely use all his remaining energy to resist, but when he heard Chao Zhao announce the names of the dishes, he couldn't help but divert a little of his attention.

"Brother, don't you like duck?"

Chao Zhao's tears stagnated, thinking of her senior brother who seemed to have been fasting for a long time, and even planted some flowers and plants outside, so she sniffed and said, "Then I will bring you a hundred flower soup next time."

"That's not what I meant--"

Rong Jizhi's breath was as thin as a thread. He groaned as soon as he finished speaking, and a mouthful of blood suddenly oozed out from the corner of his lips and dripped straight into the cold pool.

The deep red color seemed like a flame ignited by fresh blood, and even emitted steam when it dripped into the cold pond.

"Brother, please stop making a sound!"

Chao Zhao stopped him and said urgently, "Brother, you are so talented. You can refine a pill that is more powerful than the Dushimen with just a try. Why can't you save yourself?"

"Because..." Rong Jizhi's eyes were filled with bloodshot. He leaned back and fell into the cold pool, allowing himself to be completely taken over by the cold air.

The boiling power in the blood and the cold air resisted and eliminated each other, and a hazy white mist appeared in the pond. Rong Jizhi's consciousness was tortured, as if his brain was forcibly burned and then frozen back, and this cycle continued.

His eyes had been dimmed for a few times, and only his strong willpower was still supporting his sighing words, "I have never thought of saving people before."

He planted that field of poisonous flowers and researched various poisons, all for the purpose of destroying this body that was immune to all poisons.

Zhao Zhao choked up, his eyes were stained red, and he spoke with difficulty, sobbing: "Then how can I save you?"

Rong Jizhi's gaze paused slightly.

In fact, when Chao Zhao came in, his attention had already been distracted, and he always kept a little of his mind on her. At this moment, his eyes were reflecting her red face from crying, and his ears were filled with her intermittent sobbing sounds.

Rong Jizhi even concluded that she came back after eating, because he heard hiccups mixed in with the sobs.

Somehow, he suddenly felt helpless.

The pain in my body was also alleviated a lot.

He said, "Stop crying." His eyes swept over Chao Zhao, and the corners of Rong Jizhi's bloodless lips curled up slightly, "You cry ugly, and your cry is unpleasant to listen to."

Chao Zhao paused and his whole body suddenly straightened.

The crying stopped, she lowered her head and said nothing. Rong Jizhi had a feeling that something bad was going to happen soon, and was about to stand up and walk away from Zhao Zhao -

The next moment, Chao Zhao suddenly raised his head and jumped into the cold pond with his hands spread out: "You actually despise me!!!"

"Little junior sister!"

There was panic on Rong Jizhi's face at that moment, which he couldn't hide in time.

This cold pond was originally a product of this mountain, and with the blessing of his master's innate ice spiritual power, the coldness is extremely deep. Even though it has been weakened a lot now, it is still difficult to resist below the level of Spirit Transformation.

"Ow!"

Chao Zhao regretted her impulsive action. As soon as her fingertips touched the water, she was frozen by the biting cold.

She frantically grabbed Rong Jizhi, and in a panic she put one foot on Rong Jizhi's head, one foot on his shoulder, and grabbed his ears tightly with both hands.

Just like this, she stood in the cold pond in a strange posture.

"........."

Chao Zhao lowered her head and looked at Rong Jizhi, who had an expressionless face. She smiled guiltily and awkwardly, "Brother, you will understand me, right?"

Rong Jizhi gnashed his teeth and said, "If I really understood you, I should probably get some treatment for my brain."

"I'm sorry, senior brother, I'll go down right away!" Chao Zhao was about to leave the pool of water quickly, but he suddenly noticed that the thing flowing like fire on Rong Jizhi's body was slowly dissipating.

She was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Brother, are your things gone?"

"Um?!"

Rong Jizhi was also stunned. In the past, this torture would last at least all night before it would just dissipate the next day...

But when he lowered his head and looked down, he found that the flames that always burned his meridians and dantian from time to time seemed to have encountered some invisible nemesis and gradually disappeared.

Rong Ji could not hide the surprise and shock in his eyes.

He also had his junior sister on his head, who seemed to be suffering from a worsening illness. Rong Jizhi had no choice but to send Chao Zhao to the shore with this action, "You go down first."

"okay."

This time, Chao Zhao went down quickly and squatted quietly on the shore waiting for his senior brother to check on him.

However, the next moment after Chao Zhao landed, the flames that had just calmed down came back again, arrogantly igniting Rong Jizhi's meridians.

"Well--"

Rong Jizhi was caught off guard, his legs went weak and he collapsed directly into the cold pond.

"Brother!"

Chao Zhao turned around and hurriedly pulled him up.

As soon as the palm touched his wrist, the flames that had just sprouted shrank back out of fear of the strong and the weak.

"........."

Deathly silence suddenly spread in the cave.

He exchanged a glance with Zhao and Rong Jizhi, then spoke haltingly, "Master, Senior Brother, you couldn't have been poisoned by a poison that requires a member of the opposite sex to detoxify you, right?!"

This development is wrong!

Shouldn't this be a standard plot for the male and female protagonists in a master-disciple story? !

They each refused and resisted, but they pulled each other and finally achieved a harmonious life and a rapidly warming relationship... Chao Zhao was cram-fed with this knowledge by the system during that year.

"no!"

Rong Jizhi interrupted her with a dark face. Although he himself was puzzled, it was definitely not what Chao Zhao thought!

"Oh."

Chao Zhao responded to him dryly.

"Go away and don't come again today."

Rong Jizhi broke free from her restraints and immersed himself in the cold pond alone.

He had spent similar nights here for decades, being tortured by pain over and over again, and after waking up, he hated himself more and more.

"I'm not leaving!"

Chao Zhao's cheeks puffed up and he looked up at his head, "If you mind, I can stand on top of your head!"

Rong Jizhi: “?”