Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

After Ji Yunmiao finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Wen Jin and said nothing more.

Wen Jin remained silent, turned his head and glanced at Wan Jianfeng's hall from afar.

There seemed to be some scattered fragments in the depths of my memory, including the chaotic scene of the eldest brother being seriously injured: people running back and forth in a hurry; there was also the scene of people standing outside the room sighing: worried eyes kept looking at the closed door; there was also the scene of disciples discussing among themselves: they were all puzzled and sighing.

Penglai has always had a good reputation, and the atmosphere in the inner courtyard is considered a clean stream in the world of immortal cultivation, so this matter was gradually buried in the hearts of everyone and did not become a topic of conversation after dinner in the world of immortal cultivation. Wen Jin was young at the time and did not understand what happened, so this matter was covered up.

"Then we have to take care of Lu Qingzhi's affairs." She turned around and looked at Ji Yunmiao firmly: "Senior Brother probably has no intention of getting involved in the other internal turmoil in Piaomiao Yinque. Lu Qingzhi's affairs can only be resolved by ourselves."

Ji Yunmiao nodded: "I'll do whatever you say."

The two people's eyes met briefly in the air, and then fell into the distance together.

At the horizon, the clouds are as thin as wisps, and the sky is filled with golden light.

……

When Lu Qingzhi came, she was followed by a group of people.

Wen Jin sat in the courtyard, tutted impatiently, and looked at the group of people with a slightly cold look in his eyes: "I was talking to Fairy Qingzhi about some girlish things, what are you doing here?"

A talisman was constantly being played with at her fingertips, and the oppressive feeling of the Void Refinement Stage spread all over the place.

"Please come in." Ji Yunmiao stretched out his arms towards the gate of the courtyard and said lightly.

Everyone looked at each other.

Wen Jin ignored her and directly pulled Lu Qingzhi into the inner room.

The leader's sword had not yet been unsheathed when Ji Yunmiao knocked it back with the hilt.

There was indifference in his eyes, but the look he gave me seemed icy cold.

His hands were powerless, and the leader's back seemed to be covered with cold sweat.

He took a step back, and the force pressing on him suddenly disappeared.

"Go wait outside the yard." He looked at Ji Yunmiao fearfully and instructed the people behind him.

He didn't understand why Ji Yunmiao could give him such a strong sense of oppression when he and Ji Yunmiao were both in the late Nascent Soul stage.

As soon as I walked out of the hospital, the feeling of being stared at suddenly disappeared. The cold sweat on my forehead was blown away by the wind, and I felt that the air was a lot fresher.

"What happened last night?"

Wen Jin closed the door and asked directly.

There were restrictions inside and outside the yard and inside and outside the house. No one could eavesdrop without her permission.

Lu Qingzhi glanced at Wen Jin with a hint of apology: "I'm sorry, my words don't carry any weight at all."

"There was no problem last night, just occasional inspections." Lu Qingzhi explained.

After she finished speaking, she looked outside the door worriedly again.

Wen Jin took her to the table and sat her down, comforting her, "Don't worry, Ji Yunmiao can handle it alone."

"But..." She changed the subject: "This group of people are really not that strong. With your level of cultivation, if you want to run away, just kill them directly."

Lu Qingzhi shook her head when she heard this: "I didn't have time to tell you this last night. Piaomiao Yinque has been fighting for a month, and there are some winners and losers. The one who has the best chance of winning is a mysterious adult - the person behind the scenes who wants me to be a puppet."

"No one knows who he is, but his cultivation is at least in the late stage of refining emptiness. He has set restrictions on these important lackeys who are loyal to him. Once someone dies, he will sense it and then use the restrictions to show up directly." Lu Qingzhi smiled bitterly: "The last time I did this, he caught me back..."

Wen Jin's expression became solemn.

Logically speaking, although Lu Qingzhi was a legitimate disciple of Fairy Piaomiao, it was understandable that they were worried that she would run away and spread the scandal of taking over someone else's body. However, if Lu Qingzhi died, would it not affect the internal fighting of Piaomiao Yinque? Why did they have to let Lu Qingzhi live...

Wen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly: Considering the magic treasure, Lu Qingzhi must have a more important secret!

As if she had guessed what Wen Jin was thinking, Lu Qingzhi continued to shake her head: "I don't know why they don't kill me, and I don't know what's so special about me."

Wen Jin took her hand and patted it twice, as if to comfort her: "Then don't think too much about it."

Lu Qingzhi looked up at her, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Wen Jin smiled tolerantly: "Because - Penglai Fairy Island will take care of Piaomiao Yinque's affairs, my senior brother will take care of your senior sister's affairs, and I will save you."

She finally gave Lu Qingzhi a definite answer at this moment.

Hearing this, Lu Qingzhi's eyes, which were filled with fatigue, suddenly brightened slightly. She grabbed Wen Jin's hand, and was so excited that she even lost her usual demeanor. She looked at Wen Jin, unable to speak.

Wen Jin had a smile on her face and let Lu Qingzhi hold her hand without saying anything. It seemed like she was giving Lu Qingzhi time to calm down.

In fact, the spiritual harp in her consciousness could be said to be cheering.

She just had a headache because of the noise.

"Is there anything I can help with?" Lu Qingzhi was excited for a while and finally spoke.

Wen Jin thought for a moment: "On the premise of protecting yourself, you can choose to pretend to be perfect."

Hearing this, Lu Qingzhi nodded, stood up and let go of Wen Jin's hand: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

"I should probably get out soon." Lu Qingzhi said, "If I wait any longer, I'll be suspected."

Wen Jin also nodded: "If you ask..."

"I just said you were talking about the clothes I wore yesterday." Lu Qingzhi continued, understanding what he meant.

Wen Jin's lips curved slightly, her eyes and eyebrows were gentle. She said "hmm" and sent Lu Qingzhi out.

……

"Ancestor, stop yelling."

Wen Jin rubbed his head and said helplessly to the spiritual treasure in his consciousness.

Upon hearing this, Lingbao stopped obediently, and stopped "cheering alone". She floated in the air, the light on her body flickered, and the strings of the piano trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something but stopped.

Finally, the strings were plucked and she uttered her first words so far: "When can I go with my master?"

"Master? Who is your master?" Wen Jin frowned and asked knowingly.

The speed of plucking the strings was much faster. Ling Bao seemed a little anxious: "It's the one just now! The beautiful fairy sister just now!"

"Have you seen her in the past?" Wen Jin asked back.

"..." This time Lingbao was silent for a while, and a slightly puzzled voice came out: "I haven't seen it...?"

"Then why do you want to acknowledge her as your Lord?"

"Why...why should I recognize her as my master...?" Lingbao's tender voice was extremely conflicted.

"I was born to recognize her as my master!" She thought for a long time and answered crisply, "She is my master!"