Dote on the beauty of the white lotus [rebirth]

Zhu Lanyi had something on her mind, so it was inevitable that some words would be inconsistent. Chu Jin looked at him, smiled, and thoughtfully said: "Sister Lan, don't hold back if you have something on your mind. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. There is a mage."

The protagonist of the original book is so caring, no wonder so many people like him.

Zhu Lanyi couldn't explain, so she could only say: "I'm sorry to spoil your interest, but I really want to go back."

Chu Jin stopped asking, smiled at Zhu Lanyi, and said gently: "Okay, I'm actually tired too, let's go together."

The two turned around from behind the wall, Zong Ji was still standing there, looking deeply at the direction Jun Yanxue left.

Chu Jin asked Zong Ji: "Who was the mage talking to just now?"

Zong Ji withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "A tall man in white."

Chu Jin said curiously: "To be called a master by a mage, he must have a very high level of cultivation."

Zong Ji nodded and said, "It's unfathomable, but it's just a chance encounter."

Zhu Lanyi listened to them talking about Jun Yanxue, feeling complicated, and looked down at her toes.

Obviously he wanted to avoid Jun Yanxue himself, but now that Jun Yanxue really left, he felt a little uncomfortable.

At this time Chu Jin said: "Sister Lan is not feeling well, let's go back earlier."

Zong Ji looked at Zhu Lanyi's hair, and asked, "What's wrong with Lan Xiaoyou? I tried to check your cultivation and found nothing abnormal, but your spiritual power is getting weaker and weaker. Is there something wrong with it?" Other secrets?"

Zhu Lanyi turned her head away from looking at Zong Ji, and said, "I'm fine, Master, don't worry about me, I'll be fine in two days."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chu Jin, who immediately understood what he meant, and said to Zong Ji, "Master, let's go back and talk about it."

Zong Ji had no choice but to give up, but when they returned to the city lord's mansion, Zhu Lanyi went straight into the room, refusing to see anyone.

Zong Ji had no way of asking about the situation.

Zong Ji stood outside Zhu Lanyi's door, with a straight and steady posture, like a quiet uncle, looking at Zhu Lanyi's room, wondering what he was thinking.

Chu Jin walked up to him and said softly, "Master is compassionate and cares so much about Sister Lan's condition."

Zong Ji recited the Buddha's name, shook his head, and refused to say more.

He originally thought that Lan Xue was arrogant and self-willed, and deliberately put on a show in order to attract his attention, but who knew that this girl was so patient, her spiritual power was almost exhausted, and she refused to ask him for help.

Thinking about it, Lan Xue at this time...should be extremely uncomfortable, but she was still avoiding him.

For a moment, Zong Ji didn't know what to do.

Since passing by Jun Yanxue that day, Zhu Lanyi has been in a bad mood, and even worse in health.

His cultivation seemed to be declining, and no one could tell that he was a Nascent Soul cultivator. If he continued like this, his realm would regress and he would fall down to Nascent Soul, and he might no longer be able to cultivate.

The attenuation of cultivation is manifested on the surface, Zhu Lanyi's face is as white as paper, her chin is getting sharper and sharper, her dark eyes are especially big, her watery and pitiful, her whole person is like a willow leaf, it seems that she can be blown by the wind at any time Walk.

Everyone could tell that Miss Lan Xue was ill. She was clearly ill, but she had an air of style. On the contrary, Chu Jin, who had been weak for a long time, was not that serious.

But once someone asked her, Miss Lan Xue would say: "It's nothing, don't worry about it, it will be fine soon."

Even Master Zong Ji couldn't tell Lan Xue's specific cause of disease, everyone just thought that she was kidnapped by the devil before and hurt her foundation.

Xiao Jiu was about to go crazy: "Host, if you don't have pet value, you are really going to die."

Zhu Lanyi also understood that he couldn't delay any longer, packed up his things, and prepared to bid farewell to Chu Jin and Zong Ji.

When Zhu Lanyi found Chu Jin, he was sitting on the corridor.

The city lord of Fengcheng is very generous, and he has many cultivators in his house, just like those high-ranking officials and nobles in the mundane world raise their guests and staff.

Zhu Lanyi has been living here, and Chu Jin took good care of him. Thanks to Chu Jin, his life is not bad these days.

Chu Jin was leaning on the corridor, stroking his emerald green jade flute, closing his eyes and meditating.

Chu Jin didn't look so beautiful, leaning there at this moment, stroking the jade flute with slender fingers, his posture was relaxed, his temperament was calm, and it made people feel that his appearance was just right, like a piece of warm jade, not Sharp, without edges and corners, but the gentlest and most wanting to hold in one's arms.

In fact, this person is indeed weak, even Zhu Lanyi can tell that Chu Jin's qualifications are not good, and it is estimated that the meridians are not smooth.

Even so, he was able to build a foundation successfully, which shows that his mental power is very strong.

Zhu Lanyi walked over gently, and carefully sat down beside Chu Jin.

Chu Jin opened her eyes, smiled at Zhu Lanyi, and called out sweetly: "Sister Lan."

Zhu Lanyi responded, and said weakly: "Thank you for taking care of me these days."

Chu Jin squinted her eyes, her delicate face seemed to have a faint light, and said, "Sister Lan and I hit it off right away, it's all a matter of effort, it's nothing."

He saw Zhu Lanyi's intentions, and said, "Sister, is she leaving?"

Chu Jin was too transparent, Zhu Lanyi nodded and said, "I've been bothering you here for a long time, so I should go."

Chu Jin asked again: "Is my sister going back to the sect?"

Of course Zhu Lanyi will not go to Ruoshuimen, he wants to find another important supporting actor nearby, and this matter must be kept from Chu Jin, so he said: "Yeah, after returning to Zongmen, I want to calm down." Practice well."

Chu Jin smiled, kindly and warmly: "Then I wish my sister a smooth journey and a speedy ascension."

He said with some melancholy: "I originally wanted the mage to send my sister back to Ruoshuimen, and then I would go to the Xuanshuangzong with the mage. I didn't expect that now my sister is leaving, and I will continue to waste time here."

Zhu Lanyi's heart skipped a beat, and she asked calmly, "Is there still no way to go to Xuanshuangzong?"

Chu Jin shook his head, and said: "The Xuanshuang Sect is not in the mood to accept guests at the moment, Sect Master Tan Zhiping is wholeheartedly looking for his disciple Zhu Lanyi, and has no time to care about other things."

Chu Jin sighed faintly: "This Zhu Lanyi is not simple. The whole Xuanshuang Sect has been attracted by him. It seems that in the eyes of Sect Master Tan, he is the only one and no one else."

Chu Jin's tone was light, a little melancholy.

Hearing what he said, Zhu Lanyi raised her eyes to check Chu Jin's expression.

Chu Jin's expression was still calm, but in vain.

Zhu Lanyi didn't understand why he said that, and said, "That Zhu Lanyi is just a sect traitor, so he shouldn't take it seriously."

Chu Jin shook his head and said, "I don't think it's that simple. I don't know why, but when I think about the Xuanshuang Sect, my heart feels empty."

He raised his hand to cover his heart, frowning slightly, looking a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know what's wrong with me. I have never been to Xuanshuangzong, and I am not familiar with the suzerain and other disciples there, but when I think of Zhu Lanyi destroying Xuanshuangzong, talking about the suzerain going to heaven and earth He, my heart felt as if an important part had been ripped away, and I was so depressed."

Zhu Lanyi was shocked when he heard it.

He called out the system in his mind and asked, "What's going on? Why does Chu Jin feel this way about what I do?"

Xiao Jiu thought for a while and replied: "He is the protagonist after all, and if you change the plot, it will definitely affect him."

Xiao Jiu said eagerly: "Leave him alone, the protagonist's matter has nothing to do with you, host, please care about your pet value."

Recently Xiaojiu reminded Zhu Lanyi to draw pet points as soon as she spoke, which made Zhu Lanyi a little bored.

Zhu Lanyi stuffed the system back into the back of her mind, and continued to talk to Chu Jin: "If you want me to say, it's fine if you can't go to Xuanshuangzong. The cultivation world is so big, maybe other big sects have ways to improve your physique."

Chu Jin nodded, smiled brightly, and said, "Sister Lan is right, and I have a mage, no matter what, the mage will definitely help me."

Zhu Lanyi thought to himself, that is, he once wanted to attract Zong Ji's attention, but Zong Ji ignored him at all, only thinking about Chu Jin.

Zhu Lanyi thought of the rejection he had received from Zong Ji before, and he was a little disappointed, and said: "Master Zong Ji has only Buddha in his heart, and I am afraid that the only one is Mr. Chu."

Hearing this, Chu Jin smiled.

Zhu Lanyi only said a few words, and then felt that he was not in good spirits. He wanted to say goodbye to Chu Jin, but Chu Jin stopped him and said, "Since my sister is leaving, let me play a song for her."

Chu Jin carried the jade flute with him, but Zhu Lanyi hadn't seen him use it before, so he thought about it and nodded.

Chu Jin raised the corners of her lips, placed the jade flute by her lips, and a quiet melody poured out.

The sound of Xiao is sometimes clear, sometimes low, like the sound of a blue sea tide, or like a spring gushing on a moonlit night, one sound, slowly spreading, falling into the ears, can cleanse the soul.

Zhu Lanyi listened to Xiao's voice, and stared at Chu Jin in a daze. Chu Jin lowered his eyebrows, and moved his fingers deftly.

Only then did Zhu Lanyi realize that Chu Jin was a music repairer.

Using music as a weapon, the place where the rhythm reaches is the range of his attack.

The sound of the flute was turbulent and low, Zhu Lanyi heard it in his ears, the spiritual power in his body was shaking, and there was a faint feeling of resonance.

He had been weak for the past few days, but at this moment the spiritual power in his body seemed to be overwhelmed, which made it even more unbearable for him.

In Qingyue's long whistle, Zhu Lanyi spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down limply.

Chu Jin was taken aback, the Xiao sound stopped, he quickly walked to Zhu Lanyi's side, saw Zhu Lanyi's eyes closed and collapsed on the ground, and shouted in horror: "Come on! Come and save me!"

At this moment, a golden-red figure leaped over. Zong Ji looked at Zhu Lanyi who was lying on the ground, his pupils constricted, and then picked up Zhu Lanyi who had fainted, and hurried back to the room.

Looking at this scene, Chu Jin froze for a moment, pursed his lips, and followed.

Zhu Lanyi passed out because she was too weak, and the ghost orchid in the sea of ​​consciousness completely lowered her head, her thin petals were hanging feebly on the sea of ​​consciousness, crumbling and about to wither.

In the confusion, Zhu Lanyi vaguely sensed what someone was doing outside. He vaguely smelled the smell of pills, which should be medical practitioners. With his last consciousness and strength, he tightly covered his neckline to prevent those people from touching him. touch.

Zhu Lanyi was afraid of exposing the fact that he was a man, so he didn't want others to treat him.

He stuck to the last line of defense in a daze, huddled up on the couch, unwilling to be approached by anyone.

Zong Ji stood beside Zhu Lanyi's couch, looking at the pale and weak Zhu Lanyi with a gloomy face.

The person on the couch was as fragile as a flower that was about to wither, as if his petals would fall off and shatter on the ground if he touched it lightly.

The more fragile, the more pitiful, I wish I could hold him in the palm of my hand and let him bloom forever.

Zong Ji looked at Zhu Lanyi, and Chu Jin looked at Zong Ji.

Chu Jin asked in a low voice, "Sister Lan, is everything okay?"

Zong Ji shook his head and did not answer.

Lan Xue's situation was too weird, and he refused others to visit, which was very troublesome.

Zong Ji said to Chu Jin: "Don't worry too much, you take care of your body first, don't fall down."

Chu Jin nodded: "I understand."

It was useless for Chu Jin to stay here, Zong Ji accompanied Chu Jin to leave, and after a while, he returned to Lan Xue's room alone.

He knows that as a Buddhist disciple, he must avoid suspicion, but he really can't let go.

Lan Xue didn't want to be touched by others, which meant that she was hiding a secret.

Zong Ji raised his hand, and a few silk threads popped out from his sleeves, and the silk threads flew to Zhu Lanyi's thin wrist, entangled round and round.

Since Lan Xue didn't let anyone approach her, she could only use the silk thread to diagnose her pulse.

There was no warmth in the silk thread, Zhu Lanyi didn't take precautions anymore, she closed her eyes quietly, if not for the weak breath, she thought he was just falling asleep.

Zong Ji controlled the silk thread, exploring Zhu Lanyi's meridians and spiritual power trend.

He pinched the silk thread, slowly opened his eyes wide, and stood there in a daze.

... Lan Xue was supposed to be a woman, why did she detect Yuanyang Qi in her body.

Zong Ji stood upright, holding a silk thread in his hand, and the thin thread connected him with the person on the couch.

After a long time, Zong Ji moved and retracted the silk thread.

He looked at Zhu Lanyi in silence for a long time before turning around slowly and leaving the room.

As soon as the monk walked away, Xiao Jiu shouted excitedly in Zhu Lanyi's mind.

"Host, get up! The pet value has finally increased!"

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not a serious monk