I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

The lavender figure gradually disappeared into the sky.

Jiang Chu was totally confused.

He stood quietly outside the yard, patiently waiting for the results inside.

Time passed slowly, and a stick of incense passed.

Finally, the leaders and elders of the five sects walked out of Su Xing and Su Yue's rooms one after another.

Their expressions varied, some were serious, some were thoughtful.

Some carry subtle worries.

Seeing this, Jiang Chu hurried forward and bowed respectfully to greet him:

"Dear masters, dear elders, I, the disciple Jiang Chu, am here to pay my respects."

Everyone's eyes stayed on Jiang Chu for a moment, with complicated expressions.

Most of them just nodded slightly and passed by.

Only a kind-looking, thin old man stopped and stood in front of Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu was very surprised and looked up in confusion.

I saw that the other party was wearing the unique elder's attire of the Yunyin Sword Sect, with faint cloud patterns embroidered on his robe.

He gently stroked his graying beard, with a smile in his eyes.

"Are you Jiang Chu?"

Jiang Chu didn't expect that the elder of the Yunyin Sword Sect actually knew his name.

He hastened to show a more respectful attitude and replied:

"Yes, disciple Jiang Chu."

A kind smile appeared on the elder's face.

He reached out his hand, gently pulled Jiang Chu's wrist, and said gently:

"Very good, very good. Step forward and let me take a good look at you."

The elder looked at Jiang Chu carefully, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes:

"I haven't seen you for a few years. You have grown so big. You really look like your mother. You have a pair of beautiful eyes."

Jiang Chu was not used to such close contact with his elders.

He felt awkward, and his toes wiggled unconsciously in his boots.

It was as if he was digging a hole in the boots.

He tried to pull his hand back, but the elder held it tighter.

Jiang Chu could only force a smile: "You're too kind."

The elder continued to look at Jiang Chu carefully with his not-so-big eyes. After a long time, he withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

The moment he let go of his hand, Jiang Chu felt his breathing became much easier.

The old man waved his hand gently.

He took out an exquisite treasure box from his mustard bag.

This treasure box has eight sides, each of which is carved with delicate patterns. The green-brown material glows with a faint silver light under the sunlight.

It's a bit like the material of meteorite.

You can tell at first glance that it is not an ordinary thing.

"The puppets of your Jiang family cultivate the purple energy of heaven and earth. My exquisite treasure box can help you strengthen the purple energy of heaven and earth."

"I'll give it to you today."

As he said that, he stuffed the treasure box into Jiang Chu's hands.

Jiang Chu was stunned, then felt the weight of the treasure box, and he quickly declined:

"Elder, this gift is too valuable. I cannot accept it."

The old man smiled faintly, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes, like memories and sorrow.

"I would like to ask you for a favor this time."

Jiang Chu's eyes were full of doubts.

But he still nodded, indicating that he was willing to listen: "Elder, please speak, I will do my best."

"You may not know Si Ling's past.

"He has his own reasons for insisting on refining the Soul Sacrifice Banner, but the Soul Sacrifice Banner is an evil object after all, and it is too easy to go berserk..."

"So, please use your power of purification to help him when he goes berserk."

Jiang Chu looked at the elder, and a hint of pain flashed through his heart.

He had witnessed Si Ling's helplessness as a child, and understood the shadows and struggles in his heart.

"I will try my best." Jiang Chu's eyes became firm.

The elder reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Don't tell Si Ling about this."

After watching the elders of Yunyin Sword Sect leave, Jiang Chu looked down at the exquisite treasure box in his hand.

Suddenly I felt heavy.

Jiang Chu learned that the elders of the five sects had begun to work together to capture the demon spies.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

But Jiang Chu always felt that things were far from being that simple.

But now he is not sure who the superiors of Cheng'an and Suxing Suyue are.

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Xiaojiacun.

Jiang Chu stood at the door of Si Ling's house. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.

"Knock Knock-"

The crisp sound of knuckles tapping on the wooden door could be heard.

Si Ling opened the door with indifference. His voice was cold and concise: "What's the matter?"

Si Ling seemed to have just finished a shower, with his black hair hanging behind him.

The faint scent of soapberry came into his nostrils from inside the door.

The dark undergarment was worn loosely on her body, wrapping around her slender and dignified figure.

But what was faintly visible on the chest were extremely tight muscles.

Those deep eyes lowered, and his cold and handsome gaze fell on Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu is not short. According to the current height conversion, he should be about 1.8 meters tall.

But when standing in front of Si Ling, he was actually a head shorter than him.

A rough estimate is about two meters.

The pressure from his height and aura made Jiang Chu's Adam's apple roll.

My heart started beating wildly for no apparent reason.

My originally calm mood became somewhat disordered.

"Today, I called you and you left without even looking back. Is there something urgent?" Jiang Chu's voice was filled with concern.

Si Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes:

"Do you still have me in your eyes?"

Jiang Chu was stunned. Why didn't he see him anymore?

No!

What's Si Ling's attitude? What's wrong with him?

"Senior Brother Si, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Chu's momentum weakened and he asked cautiously.

Si Ling looked at Jiang Chu's cautious appearance, and a hint of surrender flashed in his eyes.

He closed his eyes and shook his head: "I'm a little tired, you go back.

"bump--"

Jiang Chu saw Si Ling quickly close the door.

He stood there, feeling dizzy.

Something is happening, there must be something happening!

But what on earth had he done to provoke him?

Ahhhhh! I finally walked over to Si Ling and became friends with him.

How come the weather changes so suddenly?

Si Ling, who was standing behind the door, was facing the closed door alone, not knowing what to do for a moment.

He has always been known for his calmness and self-control, and he does not easily let the turmoil in the outside world affect his heart.

And now, there is an uncontrollable restlessness in his eyes.

I can't suppress it no matter what I do.

Xiao Yuer, who was standing behind Si Lin, clenched his fists gently.

There was a gleam of jealousy in his eyes.

He walked forward holding the steamed buns he had made himself.

"A Ling, try what I just made. It should be no worse than what Lao Niu makes in the market." Xiao Yuer had a smile on his face.

Si Ling's eyes gradually returned to indifference and he turned to look at Xiao Yuer's flattering face.

And those steaming buns in front of you.

"You know, I don't go to that store just because I like eating buns."

"Don't do unnecessary things like this anymore."

Si Ling's eyes were like ice, and the little fish felt cold all over.

His hand holding the bun gradually tightened.

There was a flash of madness in his eyes.