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There was a strange crescent-shaped pattern on Chu Zheng's wrist.

This pattern is exactly the same on Dong Lin's wrist, except that his one is slightly larger and the one on Chu Zheng's wrist is slightly smaller.

This was just now...

Dong Lin did it suddenly when she was off guard.

Chuzheng didn't feel anything, and didn't know what it was for.

Dong Lin stared at the pattern for a while, and his fine eyelashes blocked the emotion in his eyes: "It's just a contract..."

Chuzheng asked: "What contract?"

Dong Lin: "Let me know where you are and if you are safe..." Transferring the harm to him.

Donglin didn't say this later, he felt it was unnecessary to say it.

"that is it?"

Donglin nodded: "Can you let go of me?"

Chuzheng thought about it for a while, then hooked her fingers, and the silver thread automatically let go of Donglin, and slowly retreated from the back of his hand to Chuzheng's wrist.

Donglin touched her wrist and looked back and forth on her wrist for a while, feeling a little uneasy for some reason.

"Are you... angry? This contract will not have any impact on you..."

Dong Lin knew the contract, but he didn't remember making it.

It was the unconscious self who did it...

But this person is him, Dong Lin can't deny it.

"No." Chuzheng said, "If you want to make this kind of contract with me, you can tell me directly. There is no need to do what happened just now."

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Chuzheng was not satisfied with another thing: "Can you please stop being a random person?"

This is very scary, isn't it? !

It's easy to get beaten! !

"There's nothing I can do..."

"Then take control."

"Can't control it."

When he is in a bad mood or has some other factors, he will suddenly lose consciousness.

"Are you sure there's nothing weird about your body?" Chuzheng asked him suspiciously.

Dong Lin: "..."

Of course he was sure.

Donglin asked Chuzheng what he had been doing these days. Chuzheng immediately got down, retracted into his chair, and gave a perfunctory answer.

Dong Lin asked several times but failed to get an accurate answer.

If Chuzheng doesn't say anything, Donglin can't do anything to her.

-

One month later.

The man in black robe gave the forged weapon to Dong Lin.

The weapon made of snow dragon bone looks a bit like jade. It is not dull, on the contrary, it is very sharp.

Because it is for girls, it is made very compact. In Dong Lin's hands, it looks even more slender and compact.

Donglin was very satisfied with this weapon and thought Chuzheng would like it.

"Your conditions..."

"No need." The man in black robe said, "I'm in a good mood. I'll give it to you."

Dong Lin: "..."

He has known this person for many years, and they have always been equal exchanges. When did he become so kind?

Man in black robe: "I used to think about what kind of person a person like you would choose to be your Taoist companion. I didn't expect that you would choose a demon or your own disciple. Don Lin Immortal Lord, don't forget Your identity.”

Dong Lin's sharp gaze swept over.

He doesn't mind others seeing his relationship with Chu Zheng.

But Chuzheng is a demon...

Man in black robe: "Don't worry, I won't leave here, and naturally I won't talk nonsense to people outside."

Dong Lin clenched the sword in his hand: "Thank you."

Man in black robe: "You're welcome."

The two of them turned around at the same time, the man in black robe went back to his room, and Dong Lin took the sword to find Chu Zheng.

-

When Dong Lin handed the sword to Chu Zheng, there was an extra sword spike on it as a decoration.

Chuzheng held the sword spike and looked at it for a while: "What's in this?"

"...It's nothing. It has a few simple spiritual patterns attached." Dong Lin asked Chu Zheng to try it: "See how it feels."

Chuzheng walked to the side and swung his sword a few times.

Both in terms of size and weight, they are very suitable.

When I got this sword, it was like it resonated with her.

There was a strange power surging in her body, driving her to use this sword and show greater strength.

"No." Chuzheng was hugged from behind, the man's broad and warm chest pressed against her back, and his voice rang in her ears: "You have to learn to control it instead of being pulled by it."

Of course Chuzheng knew this, she just wanted to test how powerful this thing was.

What if it just looks bluffing, but is actually a soft-footed shrimp, just like the good guy card?

Donglin held her hand and led her to swing the sword.

"I can do it myself." Chuzheng broke away from him, affecting my performance!

Dong Lin: "..."

Donglin stepped away and watched Chuzheng wave by himself for a while.

When Chu Zheng stopped, he said, "Let's give it a name."

"What's the name of your sword?"

"Wuse."

Chu Zheng mentioned Dong Lin's name and casually made a random statement: "Wuxue."

Dong Lin heard the two similar names, and the tips of his ears turned red inexplicably: "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." It's just a name, can't it be changed?

[...] It’s a good thing that Hao Renka can’t hear these nonsense things you are thinking.

"Master, is this a token of love?"

"...Hmm." Dong Lin felt nervous in his heart: "Do you like it?"

"Okay... I like everything Master gave me." Even if you give me some grass, I still have to say I like it against my will.

Lose your soul for a good guy card.

Baby, I've paid so much for you, don't let me down.

-

Donglin took Chuzheng to find the scabbard again, and after finishing this, he took her back to Yunzong.

Tianjing Peak is quiet, and the houses that were once destroyed have been rebuilt.

"Donglin Immortal Lord."

Yunzong knew that Dong Lin was back and hurriedly sent his disciples to invite him to discuss matters.

Chuzheng thought it might be about the seal and didn't want to get involved, so she picked up the sword and prepared to go back to the room.

"What's the matter?"

"It's...it's about Junior Sister Ye." The disciple was speechless when facing Dong Lin.

Junior Sister Ye?

Ye Luo?

Chuzheng turned back and stood behind Donglin.

"What happened?"

The disciple didn't dare to say anything, so he just let Dong Lin pass first.

"Take some rest first……"

Chuzheng secretly held his hand: "Master and I will go together."

Dong Lin didn't expect Chuzheng to do this suddenly. He suddenly turned his head to look at the disciple, and was relieved when he saw that the disciple lowered his head.

He tried to pull his hand back, but failed to do so twice.

He looked at Chu Zheng helplessly and asked the disciple in a deep voice to lead the way.

Chuzheng just wanted Donglin to take her with him, and didn't think about anything else, so after Donglin compromised, she let go of her hand and took a step back to follow.

-

"Immortal Lord..."

"Immortal Lord, you are back."

"Donglin Immortal Lord."

Along the way, the disciples of the Yun Sect saluted one after another.

Dong Lin put one hand in front of him and clasped the other behind his back, carrying the noble and cold attitude of an immortal, distant and distant from others.

The leading disciple took them to the sect's criminal law hall.

The executive elder of the Criminal Law Hall was waiting in the hall. When Dong Lin entered, the executive elder immediately greeted him.

"Donglin Immortal Lord."

Immortal Lord Dong Lin nodded, glanced around, and asked in a cold tone: "What happened to Ye Luo?"

The executive elder hesitated: "Donglin Immortal Lord, Ye Luo..."

The executive elder didn't seem to know what to say, so he directly took out the preserved jade: "Immortal Lord, please take a look."