Xiuxian first lady

Chapter 61 - Did you consider her a disciple?
Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't move anymore.

She was able to break through the formation, relying entirely on the power of the Jueming Sword, otherwise let alone cut a passage, I am afraid that she would have been torn to pieces by the power of ten thousand calamities as soon as she took a step into the formation.

Even so, she still had countless wounds all over her body. She didn't notice it when she was focused on entering the battle just now, and now she started to feel pain one after another.

What an overbearing formation is the Myriad Tribulations Extinguishing Soul Formation. Even the Heavenly Wendao Robe, which is used for body protection, has become tattered, with pieces of rags falling down.

Biyou Yuanjun put her on the futon he was sitting on, seeing that she didn't even have the strength to sit up, he couldn't help hesitating a little.

A voice came out of her body: "I look at her."

"It really is you!" Biyou Yuanjun's expression turned cold immediately, "What do you take this child for? You let her come here to die!"

"She's fine." Chen Qingcheng said plainly, "But you—"

"I don't have to worry about Master Beichen even if I die!" Biyou Yuanjun gritted his teeth resentfully, turned around and threw the sword in his hand into the air, and then quickly made a magic trick.

There was a loud noise like thunder, and the gray clouds and mist under the altar became thicker, during which bright purple lightning flashed faintly, and the aura of killing was breathtaking.

What is not visible inside the formation is that the evil spirit that overflowed the formation for nearly ten miles before is gradually shrinking towards the center of the formation.

Obtaining the power of the Jueming Sword, Biyou Yuanjun cast another spell, and the Myriad Calamity Extinguishing Soul Formation began to function again.

Although Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't see the situation in the formation at all, she could feel that Biyou Yuanjun temporarily controlled the situation.

Even if it was just a little longer, maybe Chen Qingcheng would be able to come in person.

She was somewhat relieved, exhaled lightly, and fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe it was just a moment, and a loud "boom" woke her up suddenly.

Bai Xiaoxiao instinctively wanted to jump up, but in fact she just moved feebly and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Immediately, someone hugged her and stretched out his hand to press her chest, a strong inner breath injected into the meridians, guiding the circulation of Zhou Tian in her body.

"Biyou...Principal?" She managed to see the person holding her clearly, and tried to turn her head to look around.

The gray clouds and mist around the Fatai had completely dissipated, and the mountains and forests not far away could be seen, with the clear blue sky and white clouds overhead.

So, is it... all right?

"It's all right, please be quiet." Biyou Yuanjun's voice was rare to be a little gentle, but his gaze was even more serious, staring at a place not far away.

Bai Xiaoxiao struggled to follow her gaze, and sure enough, she saw that familiar tall and thin figure with the Jue Ming Sword uttering a rhythmic long chant in his hand.

It was a humming sound with a sense of joy.

There seemed to be two people falling down by Chen Qingcheng's feet, and it was impossible to tell whether they fell down or died due to weakness.But in the direction where the Jueming Sword was hanging down to the ground, a puddle of blood had already accumulated.

Before Bai Xiaoxiao had time to figure out the situation in front of her, she passed out again.

……

Her injury looks serious this time, but in fact, there is Jue Ming Sword outside to resist the power of ten thousand calamities, and Chen Qingcheng's true consciousness inside protects her spiritual consciousness, which did not cause any essential damage.

It's just that Biyou Yuanjun's cultivation was insufficient, and the formation he used with all his strength was enough to crush a mere little disciple.

Under the shock of such a huge force that she had never encountered before, Bai Xiaoxiao fell asleep uneasy, like an instinctive protection of the body.

At the same time, she could vaguely hear two people talking.

"It's all right here, you can go back." This should be Biyou Yuanjun's cold voice.

"... How is her injury?" This indifferent voice was not unfamiliar.

"There is no need for Daoist Beichen to worry about it! With me, she will be safe. Daoist Beichen can go back to retreat. By the way, bring your sword!"

The other party was silent and did not answer for a while.

Biyou Yuanjun's voice raised instead, as if he was irritated by the other party.

"Chen Qingcheng!" In Bai Xiaoxiao's memory, this was the first time she heard her call her senior brother by name, "What do you think of this child? She is a person, not a box for you to hide your sword. Use it if you want to use it, throw it away if you want to!"

"One her, one Xunxi, do you regard them as disciples? If not, when Qingping comes back, I will tell him to let them change to Qingping's sect, so that you, Beichen Daoist, can fulfill your aloofness!"

"……Um."

In the end, Chen Qingcheng only said this word.

Then there was a long silence, so long that Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't tell whether the two of them stopped talking, or she passed out again.

When she finally woke up, she found that she was already in Yuchen Cave again.Biyou Yuanjun sat beside her, looking at her quietly.

"Principal Biyou!" Bai Xiaoxiao stood up cautiously, only then did she realize that the pain and discomfort had disappeared, as if she had just had a sweet sleep and was full of energy, she happily bowed to Biyou Yuanjun.

Biyou Yuanjun gave a little help, and said calmly: "You were injured twice in a row, so you should rest at my place for two more days. It just so happens that you still have to study external courses, and I have ordered someone to arrange it. to my house, so as not to be separated from my fellow disciples."

"What?" Bai Xiaoxiao was taken aback, and all the things she wanted to ask were thrown out of the sky, and she just said anxiously, "Then I won't go back to Jiuyi Peak?"

"Your teacher is retreating in Qianling Cave, and even Xunxi is on Ganlin Peak. What are you going back to Jiuyao Peak for?"

"Hey cat, look at the gate!" Bai Xiaoxiao blurted out, seeing Biyou Yuanjun's eyes turned cold, she quickly smiled, "I... I am also Dean Chen's disciple anyway, so I should help him take care of his residence..."

"You are just his disciple, not his servant!" Biyou Yuanjun looked into her eyes, filled with the meaning of hating iron but not steel, "Besides, your teacher has agreed that when the head master returns, you will be worshiped in the palm instead." Under the door. Now that you have not reached the realm, you are not a true disciple, so of course you have to live with the disciples."

These words coincided with the few words Bai Xiaoxiao heard while in a coma, so it was obviously not false.

She was stunned for a long time before saying: "I..."

He only said one word, but his voice choked up.

She forgot that she was still slandering Chen Qingcheng not long ago, thinking that no matter what, she could not worship him as a teacher.

That was when she summoned the Jueming Sword for the first time.

But looking back now, it seems that before that, a long, long time ago, she had already regarded him as an indispensable part of her life.

When she met him in the hut in the forest just after crossing over, she decided to take care of him.

There was no way she would leave him!
(End of this chapter)