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Qing He squeezed in through the crack of the door, glanced back at the few people lying on the ground, and closed the door with a cold expression.

The little rabbit demon was still immersed in the panic that his identity had been found out. Seeing Qing He enter the door, he took a few steps back unconsciously.

And the long ears on her head were erected even more nervously, and the thin fluff also shivered.

"You can touch..." Qing He said, Song Yin's face suddenly flashed in his mind, and he quickly put his hands behind his back, "You can't touch."

"Senior Sister Qing He, you, why are you here?" The little rabbit demon clasped her fingers. For some reason, Qing He today always gave her a feeling of unfathomable.

"Oh, I'm here to shoot flies." Qing He tilted his head with a smile, "It's interesting."

The little rabbit demon believed it, and remembered the sound of fighting outside just now, it turned out that Qing He was beating flies.

"But, there seemed to be someone knocking on the door just now." The little rabbit demon felt something was wrong again, "She said that the senior sister was seriously injured."

"I wasn't injured back then, but now I can't say for sure." Qing He approached her and said seriously, "Go find some pills and get ready."

"Ah?" The little rabbit demon responded blankly, apparently not expecting Qing He's answer.

"It's not that easy to leave the sect without getting hurt." Qing He shrugged and said something that the little rabbit demon couldn't understand.

"Leaving the teacher's door?" The little rabbit demon's eyes widened even more.

"Isn't it good?" Qing He curled her lips, "If I wasn't afraid of the pain, I would have left long ago."

The little rabbit demon couldn't listen anymore, only thinking that Song Yin might be injured, so he rushed back to the room to search for the medicine box.

Sitting at the door, the little dragon man was not afraid to see strangers, so he yelled at Qing He in a very imposing manner: "Roar!"

"Eh?" Qing He became interested, half squatted down, and after a careful look, he was slightly suspicious, "You bastard, why don't you look like my senior sister at all?"

Between the eyebrows and eyes, it is very similar to the little rabbit demon.

The little dragon man didn't understand, he stared straight at Qing He's shaking fingers, and for a moment he could see the shadow of a little fish.

It swallowed, couldn't hold it back, opened its mouth and bit the finger in front of it.

"Aww!" Qing He cried out in pain, and desperately pulled out her fingers, not forgetting to complain to the house, "Xiaobai, your poor child has bitten someone!"

And the guy in the house—

The little rabbit demon has never been able to be distracted from doing things. When looking for medicine, he would not listen to anything outside the window, and did not hear Qing He's voice at all.

On the contrary, Xiaolongren, who was still young after all, heard Qing He's voice at first, and quickly let go of his mouth in fright.

It shivered and took a few steps back, thinking that this person is too strange, and the dried fish in his hand is not tasty, what are you doing so loudly!

So, under the vigilant eyes of Xiaolongren, Qing He sat for about an hour, but Song Yin's return was not seen for a long time.

The little rabbit demon ran back and forth several times, and finally sat down beside her out of breath, doubting: "Senior Sister Qing He, you didn't lie to me?"

"of course."

Qing He straightened up, and just as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

It was Song Yin who came.

At this moment, her face was pale, and the skin exposed outside her clothes was covered with bloodstains.

"Elder Sister." Qing He called her in an awkward tone.

Song Yin didn't answer, she closed the door calmly, then turned around and was exhausted, half kneeling on the ground.

"Sound!" The little rabbit demon ran forward in a jerk.

Seeing that Song Yin was covered in scars, the little rabbit demon only gently held her in his arms, then gritted his teeth, and carried her back to the bedroom.

Song Yin leaned against her weakly, trying to refuse, but couldn't speak, and could only smile bitterly.

this fool.

Usually carrying a watermelon would be loud, but why did he walk so far with her in his arms today?

Qing He raised her heels, she took out a medicine jar from her arms, and waited for a while before pouring out the medicine inside.

"Xiaobai, pour a glass of water."

The little rabbit demon hastily poured a glass of water on the table a few steps away.

Qing He then pinched Song Yin's cheeks and fed her medicine directly.

"Senior Sister, don't hold back, just sleep and you'll be fine." Qing He changed her usual playfulness and said seriously.

Song Yin nodded gratefully, turned her head to look at the little rabbit demon again, and then lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, it was already the next afternoon.

Song Yin felt a tightness in her chest, opened her eyes with effort, and saw her little rabbit's whole head lying on her chest.

"noob."

Song Yin called her in a low voice, and lightly touched her long hair with her hand.

"Huh?" The little rabbit demon half-raised his head ignorantly, facing Song Yin, obviously not responding.

"Xiaobai." Song Yin called again.

She stared fixedly at the little rabbit demon, seeing the red marks on her cheeks because she slept so soundly, she found it cute no matter what.

"Yinji!" The little rabbit demon realized that Song Yin was still a patient, and jumped up quickly, but couldn't help but asked with concern, "Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? I cooked porridge for you, would you like... ..."

Song Yin smiled lightly, pulled her in front of her, and asked her in a low voice, "When did you learn how to cook porridge?"

"Well... I learned it yesterday." The little rabbit demon pursed her lips, feeling a little guilty, "I cooked it a few times."

Senior sister Qing He said that the patient wanted to eat light food, so she thought about cooking porridge.

However, she had never been in the kitchen before, and she cooked it several times, either into rice or a pot of water, and even some of the rice was not cooked through.

Song Yin raised the corner of her mouth, but she lowered her head, but her smile froze.

"what happened to your hand?"

It hasn't been long since her little rabbit turned into a demon, and her skin is white and tender, but now her hands are covered with wounds.

"Chopping firewood." Holding back tears, the little rabbit demon turned her head and complained to the wall, "Chopping firewood is too difficult."

Song Yin couldn't laugh or cry, she grabbed the little rabbit demon's hand and carefully looked at her scabbed wound.

"It's so ugly." The little rabbit demon said, wanting to withdraw his hand, but afraid that he would hurt Song Yin with too much strength, so he could only let her watch.

"Not at all." Song Yin shook her head, "Our Xiaobai's hands can grow radishes, copy house rules, and cook porridge, but they are not ugly."

The little rabbit demon pursed her mouth, holding back half of her tears just now, because of Song Yin's gentle voice, she almost fell again.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yin caressed the scar on her hand, and replied self-consciously, "It must be very painful."

"No, it won't hurt after a while." The little rabbit demon quickly took her words.

Song Yin looked up at her, then lowered her head suddenly, and kissed the scar on the little rabbit demon's hand.

"My dear."

"Well."

"Kiss me every day in the future, and the scar will disappear."

Hearing the words, the little rabbit demon glanced at the scars on Song Yin's body.

Qing He said that it was the welt mark left by the head.

If the disciples of the Yunxian sect want to leave the master's school, they must endure seven or seven 49 long whips.

Ordinary people suffer from ten lashes and their lives are in danger.

Song Yin gritted her teeth and received 49 lashes, and then walked back alone, which was really unexpected.

49 whips.

The little rabbit demon chanted silently in his heart, subconsciously lowering his head to the deepest path on Song Yin's shoulder.

Xu was worried that Song Yin would be in too much pain, so she only touched it lightly, then quickly withdrew her head.

Well, with a kiss every day, the scars of the senior sister will also disappear.

The author has something to say: Xiaolongren knocked his head one day, and found the little rabbit demon in aggrieved manner.

Xiaolongren: Mother, I hit my head.

Little Bunny: Chirp!Just kiss it tomorrow!

However, after a night, the little rabbit demon found that the injury on Xiaolongren's head was a little more serious.

Song Yin: I didn't do it.

Little Rabbit Demon: ...

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Two thousand today, four thousand tonight~