"This is……"

Jiang Jingmo opened the oil paper, and immediately a faint lotus fragrance lingered at his nose.

She lowered her eyes and saw the cakes of different sizes wrapped in the oil paper. They did not look good, with some having burnt crusts and some with the fillings exposed.

"I made this when I was bored. It doesn't look very good. If you don't want to eat it, just give it back to me."

Shen Shuli looked at Jiang Jingmo's dazed look and thought that she didn't like him. A feeling of loss spread in her heart, but she remained tough.

"You, did you hear that?"

Jiang Jingmo didn't respond for a long time, and Shen Shuli couldn't help but turned his head.

Then he saw the girl gently pick up a piece of cake with her fingertips and put it into her mouth.

"It tastes good."

Jiang Jingmo smacked his lips twice, as if he was savoring the food.

"You are still talented."

As she spoke, she picked up another piece and put it into her mouth.

Now it was Shen Shuli's turn to stand there in a daze. He looked at the pastry that the girl was holding between her fingertips, and the tips of his ears were stained with a little pink.

"You, you like it?"

"Mm-hmm, lotus crisps, my favorite."

Jiang Jingmo smiled at him, and Shen Shuli's heart skipped a beat. An emotion called joy grew wildly in his heart, as if something was sprouting.

"nice! You love it."

Shen Shuli also laughed. His words were very soft, as if he was talking to the person in front of him, or as if he was mumbling to himself.

"Master, Master, look, the master's ears are red!"

Xue Bei stood in the distance, pointing at the red tip of Shen Shuli's ear in surprise.

"Oh, I said the master and that girl were not simple."

But Zhao Qi, who was standing next to him, didn't react at all. He just watched the scene calmly. After a long time, he frowned slightly.

Several fragments flashed through his mind uncontrollably. The master in black stood in front of him and then dripped a drop of blood on him.

"From now on, you will be my most loyal slave. You only need to obey my orders and stay by my side forever."

Zhao Qi in the picture raised his head and saw his master's eyes emitting golden light and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"The first order is, don't let me fall in love with anyone other than her..."

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Bei's voice rang in his ears. Zhao Qi came back to his senses, but his expression instantly turned cold.

He walked straight towards Shen Shuli.

"Master, where are you going? This is a critical moment for the master. We can't go and cause trouble."

Xue Bei was stunned when he saw this, and hurried forward to stop him, but Zhao Qi just walked around him.

"Master, the castle lord has sent someone to take us to the room."

He stood respectfully beside Shen Shuli, his voice calm without any ups and downs, even his eyes were cold, as if he had no emotions at all.

Jiang Jingmo stood aside, looking at Zhao Qi with some curiosity.

The person in front of her gave her a very special feeling, a bit like Ye Qingnan, but the latter was pretending to be a stone face, but the person in front of her felt like a stone.

Stiff and old-fashioned.

"understood."

When his eyes fell on Zhao Qi, Shen Shuli's appearance quickly returned to normal. He turned to look at the little girl beside him, and his heart softened slightly.

"I'll take my men to the room first and come back to you later."

Jiang Jingmo nodded and swallowed the last piece of cake in his hand.

Shen Shuli looked at the residue at the corner of her mouth and subconsciously reached out to wipe it clean for her. Then, the moment his fingertips touched the girl's lips, he was suddenly stunned.

Jiang Jingmo was also stunned.

It seemed that they realized only then that this action was a little too intimate.

Jiang Jingmo is about to turn seventeen years old, which makes her a big girl in the Xuantian Divine Realm.

But Shen Shuli still wiped away the debris from the corner of her mouth, and his face showed a calmness that he tried hard to maintain.

"How come you eat like a child?"

He lowered his eyes and smiled gently at Jiang Jingmo, as if trying to hide the chaos in his heart.

"Eat the lotus cake slowly. If you like it, I'll make it for you again."

"it is good."

Jiang Jingmo was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal. She smiled, just like usual.

Zhao Qi saw it all. There was confusion and bewilderment in his eyes, but he eventually returned to his initial expressionless face.

Shen Shuli followed him back, and Jiang Jingmo put the remaining lotus cakes into his arms.

"Junior Sister Jiang, you are here."

Ji Chuhe came here, holding a golden wound medicine and a white cloth in his hands. Behind him were Nan Xun, who had already been bandaged, and An Yang, who was healing him.

"Hey, you've already bandaged it."

Seeing the wounds on her body that had been bandaged, several people were stunned.

"Well, I just ran into an old friend and he bandaged it for me."

Jiang Jingmo looked at the white cloth wrapped around his body and curled his lips slightly.

"You guys are back, how come you are all so badly injured?"

Ke Su ran over at some point, the green medical Gu already in her hand. Ji Chuhe, who had been bandaging others but was covered in wounds himself, soon caught her attention.

She pressed Ji Chuhe down on the chair next to her, introduced the poisonous insect into her body, and carefully healed her injuries.

"By the way, Jing Mo, who was the man standing next to you just now? Was he the one who bandaged your wound?"

While controlling the medical insect to heal Ji Chuhe, Ke Su couldn't help but turn around and ask.

"Man? Who? Who?"

Hearing this, Nan Xun immediately became interested.

"It was Shen Shuli. He was the one who bandaged the wound."

Jiang Jingmo did not hide it and she admitted it generously.

"Brother Shen? Why is he here at the Pure Spirit Fortress?"

Hearing this familiar name, Nan Xun couldn't help but feel a little confused. Logically speaking, this Pure Spirit Fortress should be quite difficult to enter.

"I don't know. Maybe he has something important to do here." Jiang Jingmo shook his head.

Everyone stayed in the hall for a while.

Ji Chuhe's injuries healed quickly under Ke Su's treatment. They were exhausted from strangling the fallen spirits, and most people planned to go back to their rooms to rest after their injuries were treated.

However, Jiang Jingmo was still a little worried about Jiang Jiting's condition, so he walked towards the library with Ke Su.

On the way, Jiang Jingmo told Ke Su about the strangling of the fallen spirit. Ke Su listened with great interest, but later, Ke Su suddenly remembered something.

"Just now, that guy called Shen Shuli seemed to have reached out and touched your face. Don't you in the cultivation world emphasize the strict separation of men and women?"

Jiang Jingmo was stunned when she heard this, and she turned to meet Ke Su's curious gaze.

"Forehead……"

Jiang Jingmo didn't know how to explain it for a moment. He thought that he might still treat Shen Shuli as a cat and even forgot about this kind of thing.

"Well, how should I put it? This is a special case."

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