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No matter what the system said, He Ling ignored it.

Jiang Muyan turned around and motioned for He Ling to come up, "I will carry you to find the master."

He Ling lay on her back moved and said softly: "Thank you, senior sister."

Jiang Muyan was so happy when she heard her junior sister talking to her so intimately.

As soon as he left the retreat room, Ye Xian and Liang Yin'er chased him out.

Ye Xian stared at He Ling's back and threatened, "He Ling, are you really going to run away and ignore Senior Sister Liang's safety?"

"If you follow Jiang Muyan today, don't come to me in the future!"

"I will never smile at you again, nor will I accept anything from you. Don't regret it!"

He Ling said lazily: "Whoever is looking for is a toad dog."

After saying that, his tone turned to intimacy again, "Senior sister, let's go quickly, don't get stuck by the dog-skin plaster."

Jiang Muyan tried hard to suppress the raised corners of her lips, "Okay."

She called out, "Purple Smoke Sword."

The Purple Smoke Sword instantly fell to his feet. Jiang Muyan stepped on the flying sword and flew in the direction of Hunyuan Peak. The speed was so fast that the Nanhua Sect disciples could only see a purple residual light when they looked up.

It was windy in the sky, so Jiang Muyan thoughtfully gave He Ling a spiritual shield.

After returning to Hunyuan Peak, she carried He Ling directly to the residence of her master, Mingse Zhenjun.

"Master! Junior sister, she vomited blood!"

While people were still outside the hall, Jiang Muyan's voice came into the hall.

Wearing a pine smoke-colored dress, True Lord Mingse came out and ordered the servant beside him: "Give me your hand and help Ah Ling in."

"There's no need to go to such trouble. I can just carry my junior sister in so that I don't have to bump her around."

The two servants withdrew and followed them into the side hall.

I don't know what kind of incense is burning in the hall. It is elegant and cold, and the smell is particularly reassuring.

He Ling was put on the bed. Lord Mingse raised his hand and lowered the gauze curtain in the hall, saying to the others: "Go out and wait."

Lord Mingse's voice was cold and elegant, with gentleness in his plainness.

She helped He Ling up, put her hand on her wrist, and after a cursory inspection, she frowned in shock.

"A Ling...why is your golden elixir escaping?"

When a monk first enters the immortal path, he opens up the sea of ​​qi and introduces the qi into his body. The spiritual qi forms a cyclone in his body.

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