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In the deserted night, Jue, Hang Hehuan and his master and apprentice ate the dinner Yi Ling sent, and Hang Hehuan consciously went into the inner room and occupied the only bed in the whole house.

"Change the medicine."

Hang Hehuan sat cross-legged by the bed, looked at Leng Qingjue approaching with a medicine bag in his hand, blinked, and suddenly remembered that her injury seemed to be on her shoulder...

"Master, give me the medicine..." After speaking, she stretched out her hand to pick up the medicine bag, but Leng Qingjue withdrew her hand, and patted her hand lightly with the other hand, saying: " Nonsense, you hurt your shoulder, how can you apply medicine yourself?"

After Hang Hehuan was photographed, the expression on his face was a bit indescribable, and he thought to himself: What the hell happened to my master? ?Why does Gao Lengru say "nonsense"?Hmmmm? ? ! !

Hang Hehuan, who was immersed in her own world and couldn't extricate herself, didn't respond, and Leng Qingjue automatically regarded her as acquiescence, put the medicine bag aside, and was about to reach out to untie her clothes, Hang Hehuan immediately reacted and stopped Leng Qingjue's hand, said: "Master, I can do it myself."

Leng Qingjue was noncommittal, but did not continue to move.Just standing aside and watching her slowly untie her belt, Hang Hehuan faced the cold gaze, bit the bullet and took it off while complaining in her heart: "...what's so good about it? Everyone is the same, you have what I have It’s all there, and there’s nothing new about it…”

After finally taking off his outer clothes, Hang Hehuan continued to fight against his inner clothes, sweating profusely.Seeing this, Leng Qingjue still had no intention of coming up to help, and still looked at her from the sidelines.After taking off for a long time but failed to take off the underwear, Hang Hehuan gave up and dropped his sore right arm, looked up at Leng Qingjue, and said coquettishly without realizing it: "Master..."

Leng Qingjue would never miss it, raised her brows slightly but still did not step forward to help, said: "Isn't it possible?"

Hang Hehuan bulged her cheeks, and seeing that Leng Qingjue had no intention of helping her, she lowered her head, making a gesture to use her left hand to untie her clothes.Although the injury was on the shoulder, but her big movement inevitably involved the injury.Leng Qingjue stopped her hand in time, and scolded in a gentle voice: "I don't know if I have an injury on my shoulder, what are you doing to be brave."

Hang Hehuan silently beat Leng Qingjue in his heart for such a behavior of acting obediently after getting cheap, but on the surface he let Leng Qingjue act obediently.Leng Qingjue moved quickly and lightly, cleared off the original medicine on the shoulder, and opened the new medicine bag and applied it on.After re-tying and fixing it, I put on her clothes again.

Leng Qingjue: "Okay."

Hang Hehuan pressed the corner of his clothes, "Yes."

After packing up his things, Leng Qingjue turned to the outside room.Seeing her go out, Hang Hehuan breathed a sigh of relief quietly.But then he remembered that he should be staying here tonight, looking at the only bed in this wooden house, he felt troubled.It seems unreasonable not to let Leng Qingjue sleep on the bed, is it possible that he does not sleep on the bed?No, no, this is absolutely not possible. After all, I am also a patient, so the only solution is to sleep in the same bed for two people? ?

When Leng Qingjue came in again, Hang Hehuan immediately withdrew his knees and got off the bed, and spoke first with embarrassment on his face, "Master, why don't you sleep on the floor tonight?"

Leng Qingjue looked indifferent, and said: "The climate here is mild, and there is no hindrance."

Hang Hehuan: "..."? ? ? ! ! !what's the situation? !Tomorrow is still doing all kinds of good things to me, huh? ?

Seeing Hang Hehuan's surprised face, Leng Qingjue laughed, and took Hang Hehuan's uninjured arm to the bed, "How can you sleep on the floor if your shoulder injury hasn't healed yet?"

Hang Hehuan was pulled to sit down on the edge of the bed, blinked again, and asked, "Then Master, what should you do?"

Leng Qingjue answered as a matter of course, "I also sleep in bed."

Hang Hehuan didn't know what he was awkward about, and he still said stubbornly: "Master and apprentice are different, so...isn't it good?"

Sure enough, Leng Qingjue's face instantly lost the gentleness before, and turned into a cold face again, "Where's Fanzhu?"

Hearing that Hang Hehuan touched his waist subconsciously. During the three days of the Hundred Immortals Trial, he was always afraid of losing it, so he would touch it from time to time to make sure it was still there.Now it was empty, Hang Hehuan lowered her head to look at her empty waist, and only then remembered that she had already changed into a new outfit... and since Leng Qingjue asked, that Fanzhu must not be there Dirty clothes on.

Hang Hehuan lowered his hands, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Xu Shi...where did he lose it when he was fighting with Xiangliu, the disciples will go to hope to find it tomorrow morning..."

"No need." Leng Qingjue interrupted Hang Hehuan, "Let's have a rest."

"Yes……"

Hang Hehuan, who had lost her things, didn't dare continue to argue with Leng Qingjue, so she obediently went to bed and lay down on the inside, leaving more than half of the space, and looked at Leng Qingjue eagerly.

Leng Qingjue stood by the bed for a while before lying down on the bed, and Hang Hehuan felt relieved after seeing the person lying beside her.But the atmosphere between the two was still a bit awkward. When Leng Qingjue waved off the lights, Hang Hehuan looked at the darkness and felt suffocated by this embarrassment.

Listening to the light breathing in the ear, after a long time, Hang Hehuan whispered cautiously: "Master, I'm sorry..."

She counted silently for a few seconds, until she began to wonder if Leng Qingjue had fallen asleep, and then she heard an inaudible reply: "It's nothing."

Hang Hehuan had the wrong teeth, so he knew the answer would be like this... So what the hell is he doing? ?Obviously, I could have slept happily and harmoniously, but now it has become so embarrassing...

It was some time in the past, and I don't know if I couldn't bear the drowsiness or was affected by the poison of Xiangliu, Hang Hehuan still fell asleep.

Leng Qingjue leaned slightly, looked at the sleeping person beside her, pursed her lips, and finally bent her lips.

The night here is as quiet as a paradise, but the place where Lingxiang is riding is still brightly lit and very lively.

Tingyue Xinxuan is exactly the temporary residence that Xiaoyunmen was assigned to.

A girl who didn't look like cardamom jumped into the door and said happily: "Come out! Come out! This year's Hundred Immortals list is out!"

In an instant, all the Xiaoyunmen disciples gathered around, excitedly saying: "Come out?! Do you know who is at the top of this year's list? Where is Senior Brother Ling Ge?"

"What about me? Did you see my name?!"

"I've hunted a lot too! But are there any of mine?"

"Hey, don't be in a hurry! The head of the riding faction will come over to deliver the list soon!"

Zhang Lingge stood where he was, neither excited nor curious, just indifferent.A slightly longer man beside him patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Junior brother, don't you want to ask?"

Zhang Lingge said humbly: "Ling Ge's cultivation level is still low, senior brother don't make fun of me."

"Junior Brother is humble again," the man laughed loudly, "In recent years, who doesn't know our Xiaoyun rookie Zhang Lingge!"

Zhang Lingge just laughed softly when he heard the words, and didn't refute aloud.

Another residence specially provided for casual cultivators was also very lively, a group of people gathered together, among them was the third place on the previous list, Wen Zang'an.

"Brother Wen, I don't see how powerful you are!"

"That's right! Didn't you see that when Brother Wen was in the top three places on the list, the heads and elders of those prestigious sects all had bright eyes!"

"I saw it too! It seems that Brother Wen has a very high chance of being recruited into the sect!"

"Congratulations, Brother Wen!"

Hearing the compliments full of praise in his ears, Wen Zangan just drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, continued to pour a bowl with a smile, and drank slowly.

Fanlin Water Pavilion.

Ji Haonan was personally holding a satin brocade list to visit, followed by no less than ten disciples, all of whom were holding things tightly covered with red silk cloth.

Shang Qingchen took a look at the battle, and the plain paper fan was shaking calmly, "Master Ji already thought of an excuse?"

Ji Haonan didn't care about Shang Qingchen's thorny words at all, and said with a smile: "Shangshan's main fairness. Ji has already prepared, please let Lord Shangshan take a look."

After finishing speaking, he handed the satin brocade in his hand forward.Shang Qingchen closed the fan, took the brocade and shook it open.The names of the top three are all embroidered with silk-wrapped gold thread, and the rest are made of Hanxuan silver thread. These two kinds of threads are both priceless and good things, but now they are only used for embroidery, which is really extravagant very.

It's just that the names of the top three... Shang Qingchen rolled up the satin brocade with only one glance.

"It's hard for Ji to be the head."

Ji Haonan smiled kindly, "Is Master Shang still satisfied?"

Shang Qingchen put away the brocade, and opened his fan again, "Master Ji has worked so hard on this, if I say I'm not satisfied, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing for Master Ji?"

Hearing the song, Ji Haonan knew what was going on, and turned to let him look behind him, "Then these are considered Wanhua's possessions. Even though they are common things, I hope Lord Shangshan will not dislike them."

Shang Qingchen was not polite at all, "I have the answer I want, so why should I have trouble with this little thing."

Ji Haonan signaled the disciples to put down their things, but he was still full of self-cultivation, and said: "Then Ji will go to Xiaoyunmen to present the list first, and leave."

"It's easy to say, Master Ji, go slowly."

Ji Haonan responded with a smile, and left the Fanlin Water Pavilion straight away.As soon as he left, Shang Qingchen immediately stepped forward, uncovered all the red silk, and sighed: "Zhengcheng is really rich!"

Xiao Qianhua and the other three standing behind him: "..." Could it be that Wanhua is poor? ?

Once the list was sent out, it immediately caused an uproar.

Wen Zang'an only glanced at the satin brocade delivered to him, then casually tossed it to a person close to him, saying, "Take off the thread on it and exchange it for money!"

Everyone: "..."

Ting Yue Xinxuan was also blown up:

"Why did Brother Ling Ge rank fourth?! Who are the top three?"

"Who is this at the top of the list?! Has anyone heard of this person?"

"Then who is the second one? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Oh, you don't even know him... He is the protagonist of the event that closed the state and destroyed the ghost gate a few years ago!"

"It turned out to be him? Didn't it mean that he couldn't practice Taoism? How could it be him?"

"It's just that you can't practice the way of ghosts. It's impossible for those who can be taken away by Wanhua to be unable to practice!"

Looking at the names on the list, Zhang Lingge's face remained unchanged, as if he wasn't surprised or regretful at all.On the contrary, his senior brother kindly came over to comfort him a few more words, and Zhang Lingge responded with a few words before returning to the room.Seeing Zhang Lingge leave, the voices of Xiaoyunmen's disciples suddenly became quieter.