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    Chapter 61 61%

    When Ji Qingzhuo heard the words, she nodded immediately. What she thought in her heart was that fortunately, the faded part could be made up, and she didn't think about anything else.

    After Shen Rongyu said these words, Junxiu raised her eyebrows slightly and was stunned for a moment.

    He has always had a clear understanding of himself, and he hardly does anything useless except for his interests.

    Flowers fall on this umbrella, and he can draw it by himself. Why did he say this just now? Ji Qingzhuo didn't even know what this umbrella was, she only regarded it as a magic weapon, so she invited her to draw together, and she couldn't even see her shy look.

    There is, then, only one reason for this superfluous proposal in every way.

    Interested.

    There was a trace of confusion on Shen Rongyu's calm face.

    His interest is indeed a little strange.

    However, Ji Qingzhuo didn't know what he was thinking. She didn't even look at him, she just lowered her head and studied how to complete the umbrella pattern later. She didn't seem to know how to draw.

    She heard Shen Rongyu calling her: "Go back."

    "Okay." Ji Qingzhuo put on his fox fur and followed Shen Rongyu out the door.

    Boarding the Snow Burying Sword, Shen Rongyu explained to her the follow-up of the incident. The accident on Yunshui Peak affected the assessment of many disciples. In addition, the elder who could judge the score has died, so he will wait for Qiu Ming, who was injured by the scorpion. After the snow has recovered, he will preside over an assessment again.

    This year's annual test in the door can be said to be a frequent occurrence of accidents, but they are all inseparable from something, that is, the shadow shrouded in the hearts of everyone in the world of immortals - Desolation and his ghost energy.

    Shen Rongyu stayed by Ji Qingzhuo's side, it seemed that the recent events had nothing to do with him, and he still looked like a bright moon and a breeze.

    Back at Baishui Island, Ji Qingzhuo planned to repair the umbrella cover immediately, but Shen Rongyu said that he was going to prepare the paint for the umbrella cover and asked her to go back to her residence and wait.

    So Ji Qingzhuo took an umbrella and went back to her small courtyard first. When she entered the door, she felt a little weak in her steps, thinking that she was a little weak after contracting the cold.

    She wanted to go back to the room to drink some hot water, but the water mirror in the center of the pavilion in the courtyard lit up, and Yu Sukong's worried face appeared in the water mirror.

    "Qingzhuo, you weren't hurt by the human-faced spider, did you?" Yu Sukong was still standing on the sea cliff at this time. There was a haze over the sea behind him. Although the sea was calm, it seemed that there were hidden surges underneath. countless.

    "Master Yu, no." Ji Qingzhuo said politely to Yu Sukong, holding the umbrella, "After I was in a coma, I was rescued by Brother Xiaoyu."

    She said this very cleverly. When did she faint, what did she see before she fainted, and she didn't say a word.

    "That's good..." Yu Sukong's voice softened, "I didn't expect this Xuanyun Sect to be so dangerous, and the evil aura that came from nowhere actually killed Qianke..."

    "Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo's tone was light, unless the most terrifying scene was in front of her, she would take death and danger very lightly.

    At times she seemed soft and kind, but at other times she was incomprehensibly cold.

    Because Ji Qingzhuo clearly knew that only when Jiang Qianke was dead would she not sense the ubiquitous killing intent, and she would not have to live every day with fear.

    She really had no idea of ​​fighting back. Faced with a problem, she would only run away, run away from a distance, hide in a corner, and blindfold her eyes. It seemed that she could not see the danger, and the danger really disappeared.

    But when someone who had murderous intentions towards her died, she would not have any sympathy, so Ji Qingzhuo is very calm now.

    "I thought that a protective formation was placed on Baishui Island, but now it seems that it is not safe..." Yu Sukong said to himself, "Qingzhuo, after the disciples of Xuan Yunzong entered the school, after the annual test, In the remaining two years, the disciples in the sect will have more choices."

    "After the annual test, the disciples have the right to leave the sect, but it is limited to the top ten disciples in the annual test, because only these disciples have the ability to protect themselves in the face of danger from the outside world." Yu Sukong told Ji Qing Zhuo talked about the rules of Xuanyun Sect, "I see your current grades. If you get good grades in the assessment of the formation class that will be reopened at that time, and you can guarantee the top three rankings, you will have the chance to leave the sect. Chance."

    He stood with his hands behind his back, and said to Ji Qingzhuo in a deep voice, "I am here to cultivate magic weapons and borrow the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, and I will not be able to leave for a few years. Now Xuanyunzong is in danger, and there are still remaining parties. You are in the evil atmosphere twice. If you escape from death, the other party may hate you."

    "Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo replied softly, the tone of this answer was no different from the previous one, and she still looked indifferent.

    "Well, come to me directly, and I will take you to practice." Yu Sukong said to Ji Qingzhuo, "I am extremely safe here."

    Ji Qingzhuo refused without thinking. She hadn't forgotten her strategy mission and went to Yu Sukong's place. How would she find Shen Rongyu?

    She shook her head and said to Yu Sukong, "Master Yu, I..."

    Ji Qingzhuo's words stopped, because she couldn't tell lies, so she couldn't even tell a simple lie like "I want to travel to the world of immortals to gain knowledge by myself".

    To be honest, that is... She wants to be with Shen Rongyu - that's the system's mission.

    "Is there any reason why you don't want to come? Let's be honest." Yu Sukong had a good temper. He said to Ji Qingzhuo in a warm voice, "If there is any other reason, I will understand."

    Ji Qingzhuo is easy to believe what others say, so Yu Sukong encouraged her to say, and she really said, "I want to be with... Brother Xiaoyu."

    She was still holding her umbrella. After saying this, she lowered her head, a little embarrassed, her chin was against the tip of the umbrella in her arms, and her cheeks were slightly red.

    "Ah... Rong Yu?" Yu Sukong asked, "He... is willing to follow him, naturally there is no problem, but if he goes down the mountain to experience, he will have to go through many dangers, and have you forgotten that Desolate Erosion hates the Dongshan royal family so much, He is the last descendant of this line, and with him, there must be many dangers."

    Ji Qingzhuo felt that she was the number one unlucky person in the world, and even if she didn't follow Shen Rongyu, she would face many dangers.

    So she insisted on her own statement: "Master, I want to follow him..."

    "If you say that you are willing to grow up independently, I will not continue to persuade you." Yu Sukong smiled bitterly, "Qingzhuo, you are sometimes too honest."

    Ji Qingzhuo still lowered his head, and his hand holding the umbrella tightened a little: "Master Yu, I'm sorry."

    At the same time, Shen Rongyu, who was holding his cheek with one hand and raised the other hand, stared at Shen Rongyu, who saw the blood from his palm slowly dripping into the inkstone.

    Ji Qingzhuo, that idiot, was holding the umbrella again, so the conversation between her and Yu Sukong was clearly heard in his ears. Originally, he listened to the conversation in front of them and his face was calm until Ji Qingzhuo said "I'm sorry" Come.

    He had thought before that she would only apologize to him like this, staying like wood, very hateful.

    Unexpectedly, this "sorry" can be said to anyone.

    Shen Rongyu's palms closed, and the blood stopped dripping between his white fingers.

    The conversation between Ji Qingzhuo and Yu Sukong ended with her sentence "I'm sorry". Yu Sukong is not Shen Rongyu, at least he won't be so angry with the word "sorry" that he can't say a word.

    He sighed lightly and said to Ji Qingzhuo, "That's it, if there is any danger, you can come to me at any time."

    "Okay." Ji Qingzhuo responded.

    The water mirror in front of her darkened, and Yu Sukong cut off contact.

    Ji Qingzhuo ran to her courtyard and patted Mao Mao's head. If Yu Sukong hadn't said that, she would be able to go down the mountain without knowing the annual test.

    Of course, she was only expressing her thoughts to Yu Sukong. She felt that her statement was stupid, because if there was a chance to go down the mountain, Shen Rongyu should also... It's impossible to bring her such a useless pendant, right?

    Saying this, as if Shen Rongyu would let her follow suit, Ji Qingzhuo put the umbrella aside and covered her face, only to feel embarrassed. What she said was so reasonable. How can you make decisions for Shen Rongyu?

    But... she had to follow him, otherwise the system would definitely howl.

    Ji Qingzhuo was caught in some kind of huge distress due to the tangled choice he thought.

    ——Of course, Shen Rongyu on the other side is not thinking about whether to bring Ji Qingzhuo, because the answer to this question does not require thinking, he is thinking about who Ji Qingzhuo said "sorry" to. Pass.

    In the end, Shen Rongyu got up, took the inkstone in his hand, and went to Ji Qingzhuo's place.

    Sitting on the small bench beside Mao Mao, Ji Qingzhuo, who was tangled, heard the sound of knocking on the courtyard door. She got up and trotted up to open the door for Shen Rongyu.

    Holding the inkstone in her hand, Shen Rongyu stood outside the courtyard, looking down at Ji Qingzhuo.

    Ji Qingzhuo's tangled mood calmed down the moment she saw him, she turned to her side, let Shen Rongyu walk into the yard, and whispered, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu."

    Shen Rongyu only answered briefly, he placed the inkstone on the stone table in the small pavilion in the courtyard, and cut off the energy source of the water mirror temporarily, so that Yu Sukong could not initiate the call unilaterally.

    Ji Qingzhuo didn't notice his small movements, she followed Shen Rongyu to the small pavilion, and brought the umbrella over by the way, her attention shifted to repairing the pattern of the umbrella.

    There is only one pen on the inkstone, and there is very little paint in the center of the inkstone, only a small splash, which is a dazzling red.

    "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, is there only red?" Ji Qingzhuo couldn't say she didn't like this color, but she couldn't look at it for a long time, so she asked.

    Shen Rongyu thought that his blood had no second color, so he pursed his lips and nodded, the atmosphere around him was a little stuffy, and he was still thinking about what happened just now.

    ——It just so happened that Ji Qingzhuo was very used to this silent and dull atmosphere. She didn't care, she opened the umbrella by herself and placed it on the stone table, with the umbrella facing herself.

    "It doesn't matter if it's red." Her fingers lightly stroked the graceful pattern on the umbrella, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, can we start?"

    "Okay." Shen Rongyu's eyes narrowed because of her touching the umbrella, standing behind her, her tall body was caged down, his hand stretched out from her side and held her hand, "Xianrun Run the pen."

    He held Ji Qingzhuo's hand and led her to pick up the brush hanging on the inkstone. The milky white tip of the brush tapped on the blood in the inkstone, and the dark red and bloody color soaked into the soft hair.

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