Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

Ji Qingzhuo woke up, and she didn't even seem to be too afraid of being woken up by an unknown object in the middle of the night.

She turned over, and the brocade quilt slipped from her waist. She squinted her eyes, and through the moonlight, she saw Mao Mao resting her head on the side of the bed, and it looked at her.

It was an old donkey with cloudy eyes, and he was about to die in that donkey meat hot pot restaurant.

Ji Qingzhuo turned over and sat up. She crossed her legs and sat up straight. She followed the furry nose, touched it, and stroked its head.

Maomao's breath was warm and moist, and in the quiet room, Ji Qingzhuo heard it wheezing.

It seems to be very tired, as if it will die in the next moment, but why does it not die? It is an ordinary donkey, and it is normal for it to die.

Ji Qingzhuo put on his robe, jumped out of bed, hugged Mao Mao's neck tightly, and it obediently put its head on her shoulder.

"Are you going to die?" Ji Qingzhuo asked it.

Mao Mao's breathing was still disordered, and its head hung down weakly.

Ji Qingzhuo thought, it wanted to live, otherwise it wouldn't have opened her door late at night and asked her for help.

She pulled up her robe, stepped on her shoes casually, and led Mao Mao out of the courtyard.

Ji Qingzhuo is now extremely grateful that Yu Sukong gave her the magic weapon of the flywheel, and she took Mao Mao on the flywheel and left Baishui Island late at night.

The system has never seen Ji Qingzhuo drive the flywheel so fast. She usually goes to class slowly, stepping on the clock.

Could it be that she can drive so fast, the system thought amidst the whistling wind.

Ji Qingzhuo went to Elder Qiao Shu, even if he came here late at night, it would disturb the elder, but she had no choice.

On Mingshui Lake, a bamboo wind lantern is hung on a bamboo house facing the water, with a warm orange light inside, swaying in the wind on the dark blue lake.

Ji Qingzhuo placed one hand under Maomao's head, and she found that its head was getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed that it was about to sink down and could no longer lift it up.

She patted the bamboo door with the other hand and called several times: "Elder Qiao."

Qiao Shu put on a heavy coat, with a gleam of magical light hanging from his fingertips, and came over to open the door for Ji Qingzhuo.

As soon as he opened the door, all the lights on the bamboo corridor were turned on, Ji Qingzhuo's face was reflected in the light, very pale.

"Maomao, my donkey." She pushed Maomao in front of Qiao Shu. She remembered that Qiao Shu had said that he also raised a donkey.

"It's old and dying, Qing Zhuo, isn't this a normal thing?" Qiao Shu pushed his crystal mirror and said to Ji Qingzhuo.

"But it... doesn't want to die, it came to ask for help in the middle of the night." Ji Qingzhuo tried his best to support its head, and his cloudy eyes were about to close.

"Is that so?!" Qiao Shu was startled, and he was serious now.

He immediately walked into the alchemy room and took out a small bottle of pills. When the lid of the bottle was opened, the scent of pills overflowed, and it was evident that it was refined with high-grade medicinal materials.

Qiao Shu didn't feel bad at all, and directly fed three pills to Maomao. Maomao chewed and swallowed it, and immediately raised her heavy head.

Its eyes became a little clearer, but the fundus was still a little cloudy.

Ji Qingzhuo looked into its eyes distressedly.

Qiao Shu touched Maomao's head: "It's really cute."

Ji Qingzhuo squatted and hugged Mao Mao, she raised her head slightly, the hair on her shoulders was hanging down, and her eyes were shining.

"Elder Qiao, this medicine doesn't have any effect, does it?" Ji Qingzhuo asked softly.

"Yes." Qiao Shu stroked his gray beard, and he said helplessly, "This medicine for prolonging life is also an extremely precious thing in our Xuanyun sect. The elixir here is low-grade. I refined it myself, but even if it's just a low-grade elixir, it still needs a lot of rare medicinal materials."

"Besides, besides the high-grade elixir, other elixir will have side effects." Qiao Shu sighed slightly, "These three of mine can only make it live for another three years."

Ji Qingzhuo stroked Mao Mao's back again and again, but she remained silent.

"In the Xuanyun Sect, there are only three high-grade elixir in stock today, because the jade stone that is produced by this pill will only produce three in fifty years." Qiao Shu said to Ji Qingzhuo in a warm voice, " Qing Zhuo, after hearing these numbers, you should know it, right?"

"Is the top-grade elixir a reward for the top three disciples in the internal assessment?" Ji Qingzhuo asked in a low voice as he tugged at Mao Mao's mane with his fingers.

"Qing Zhuo, yes, the top-grade elixir is almost a celestial product. If you eat it, you can gain a lifespan comparable to that of a real Nascent Soul. Only with such a reward can the disciples who come to the Immortal Ascension Conference work hard to fight for it. Ah." Qiao Shu looked down at Ji Qingzhuo and said.

"Elder Qiao, I understand." Ji Qingzhuo stood up slowly, with her palms on top of Mao Mao's head.

Maomao quietly turned his head and rubbed Ji Qingzhuo's palm.

"I don't need the low-grade elixir. You can eat your donkey if you want. It's late at night, so go back." Qiao Shu smiled consolingly at Ji Qingzhuo, "And accompany your donkey. In three years."

Qiao Shu only talked about it for three years. It seems that even he doesn't think Ji Qingzhuo can get the top three.

Ji Qingzhuo thanked her sincerely, and she left with Mao Mao.

She took Maomao onto the flywheel, and under the moonlight, she squatted down.

Ji Qingzhuo stroked Maomao's head very slowly, and brushed his finger over its eyes. This old donkey is really pitiful. He followed her to Xuanyunzong, and he was about to die within a few days of enjoying his blessings.

But what can I do, it is old.

Maomao's breath was still warm, and it sprayed on Ji Qingzhuo's cold palm.

When approaching Baishui Island, Ji Qingzhuo seemed to have made up her mind, she hugged Mao Mao's neck tightly.

Due to the high speed of the flywheel, Mao Mao's four hooves stepped restlessly.

Ji Qingzhuo hugged it, and whispered beside its long rabbit-like ears, with a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid."

When she flew back to Baishui Island, she didn't notice anyone on the shore, but on the shoal under the moon, there was someone standing with a sword.

Shen Rongyu watched her fly from the lake with Mao Mao, he saw her half-squatting, hugging the donkey that was dying of old age, and her plain clothes were scattered.

He heard her whisper, "Don't be afraid."

Shen Rongyu was silent for a long time under the moon, and finally, he came to a simple and direct conclusion.

—He is worse than a donkey.

Ji Qingzhuo took Maomao back. After eating the low-grade elixir given by Qiao Shu, it was in good condition, and it was eating carrots in the yard.

She lay back on the bed again.

The system asked: "Host, do you want to get the top three? I just advise you to work harder, but for the top three, you still don't have too much hope."

Ji Qingzhuo pushed the small mirror hanging around her neck behind her, and covered her head with the quilt.

For a long time, in the silent room, her voice was soft but clear: "I want to take the top three."

The system thought to himself, it had to be Maomao, if it was going to die, Ji Qingzhuo probably wouldn't shed a single tear.

Ji Qingzhuo got up on time the next day, with her toes pointing to the ground, looking a little hesitant.

Sometimes, she would meet Shen Rongyu outside Baishui Island when she went to other elders' caves for morning classes from Baishui Island.

He walks with a sword, with a graceful posture, while she controls her flywheel, slowly.

Ji Qingzhuo was looking for Shen Rongyu today to ask for something, so she waited for him on the shallows by the lake for a long time.

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the lake surface was golden. Shen Rongyu had the Burial Snow Sword hanging loosely around his waist. He walked out of the forest, and seeing Ji Qingzhuo waiting here, he stopped in his footsteps.

Ji Qingzhuo swallowed, she wanted to speak, but she couldn't utter the words.

She swallowed again, Shen Rongyu looked at her nervous look, waiting for her to speak.

Ji Qingzhuo almost used up a lot of effort before he stammered and said, "Senior brother Xiaoyu."

"What?" Shen Rongyu answered quickly, he wished he could speak for Ji Qingzhuo.

"I...you...tonight..." Ji Qingzhuo hesitated to speak.

She thinks this way, the two courses that hinder her the most are practice and magic. Her current cultivation is measured by the standards of monks, and it is only the first level of Qi refining. This is Shen Rongyu helping her temper her spiritual energy and forge her meridians As a result, if the foundation of the practice class is not good, the spell class will naturally be greatly reduced. If you want to improve the results of the two classes, you can only improve your cultivation first.

However, when Shen Rongyu helped her practice before, she was quite resistant. Usually, it was Shen Rongyu who pulled her to absorb the spiritual energy, which delayed the time a little longer.

Now, to take the initiative to ask Shen Rongyu to extend the training time, she was a little speechless.

Of course, she didn't know that because Shen Rongyu could recover the lost energy by being connected with her breath, she didn't reject taking her to practice together.

Ji Qing talked about you, me, and me for a long time. In the end, she took a deep breath and said a sentence in one go. Unexpectedly, due to nervousness and the influence of the previous system, she made a mistake in saying a word.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, can we have a longer time for double cultivation tonight? I really want to trouble you!" She said.

Shen Rongyu caught the key words in it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be cracks in the thin ice that never melted under his eyelashes.

"Double cultivation?" he asked.