My little junior sister’s breasts are fierce and super strong

Two days have passed since that day and back.

The disciples and elders of other sects have all returned to their own sects, leaving only Su Ling and Jiang Qingyu.

Su Ling as a doctor, Luo Heng as a friend, and Tang Yuan as a family member, they all accompanied Jiang Qing and Yu Yanghun in the Wanjian Sect.

Wan Jian Sect, who inherited Jiang Qing Yu's great affection, generously allocated a courtyard to Jiang Qing Yu, where the disciples of the sect lived.

Today is also a sunny day.

Jiang Qingyu was lying in the small courtyard, receiving "feeding" from her friends.

Looking at the dark, sticky paste with an unknown sour and bitter taste in Zhou Shuning's hand, the silence was deafening.

"...Can you not drink it?"

With a strong desire to survive, and the wind rustling Yi Shuihan's posture, Jiang Qingyu showed a painful look on his face, and took the sea bowl without saying a word.

Zhou Shuning said honestly: "Probably not possible."

Seeing that her best friend looked hopeless, she had no choice but to try her best to beautify this indescribable medicinal soup: "Xiaoyu, look at it, it looks like donkey hide gelatin ointment and poria cocos ointment. It is a bit sour and a little bit sour. It’s bitter, but it works so well!”

This is the medicine that her master and Elder Su Ling developed with great devotion to stabilize the soul. They use rare elixirs and the recipes are tried out bit by bit!

The smell is a bit strong, but the effect is great!

Good medicine tastes bitter!

Jiang Qingyu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Jiang Qingyu picked up the bowl of sea with deep emotion and a sullen mouth.

The bitter and sour taste exploded in the mouth and throat, wildly stimulating Jiang Qingyu's taste buds.

A candied fruit was handed to his hand. Jiang Qingyu swallowed it whole without looking at it, and the sweetness slowly overflowed between his lips and tongue.

She let out a long breath, oh, she came to life...

"I feel like I'm already well and I don't need such precious feeding, really!"

Jiang Qingyu blinked her big, sparkling eyes, which shone like gemstones, and her face was full of realness, which was really more real than gold!

Zhou Shuning was about to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of footsteps at the door. The two of them looked outside the courtyard and saw a group of Wanjian Sect disciples.

what happened?

The two looked at each other and read doubts in each other's eyes.

In the past two days, apart from the injured, all the disciples with able-bodied limbs have been sent to the school grounds for recovery facilities. Such large gatherings can only be seen in the dining hall. Why today?

And they seemed to be noisy.

Zhou Shuning pushed open the courtyard door, followed closely by Jiang Qingyu.

What he saw was an unattractive-looking male disciple being escorted away by two well-built disciples. A group of disciples followed behind them, pointing at the escorted disciple.

"what happened?"

Zhou Shuning curiously asked a disciple behind him who had fallen behind due to chatting. Seeing that the disciple was visiting Qingling Valley medical practitioner Zhou Shuning, the disciple immediately explained in a friendly manner:
"We suspect this man is a spy and are about to escort him to the deacon and elder for questioning!"

Zhou Shuning was shocked: "Spy?"

How did you get it?

In addition to not being outstanding in appearance, that man looked a little shorter in stature, a little more vulgar in appearance, and a little gloomy in his expression...

Uh, okay.Indeed, some of them fit the characteristics of evil cultivators.

but!

They cannot be members of the Appearance Association and discriminate against a person because of his appearance, let alone suspect that the other person is a spy because he looks like him. This is too immoral.

Moreover, this time is relatively sensitive. Internal strife among the disciples is not a good sign and can easily lead to the collapse of military morale.

Yes, from the end of that meeting, these monks have become soldiers, soldiers who are ready to sacrifice their lives and shed blood for the world of cultivation at any time, but they are not qualified yet.

"Is there any evidence?"

The disciple hesitated and couldn't explain why for a long time.

Zhou Shuning sighed and said: "Everything must be based on evidence, but since everyone thinks so, then he must have done something that made everyone angry."

She patted the disciple on the shoulder and asked Jiang Qingyu, "Would you like to go take a look?"

Jiang Qingyu nodded.

The two of them followed the large army and headed towards the Deacon Hall.

The elder deacon who was handling family affairs in the deacon hall scratched his bald head and was worrying about a volume of family affairs.

This time, Wanjian Sect suffered a lot of losses. It cost money to eat, to practice, and to practice everywhere. The sack after sack of bills almost killed him.

I think back then, while their Wanjian Sect was famous for their swords, they were also famous for their poverty.

Now is the time to spend money, but the treasury has tightened its belt, and it is already so expensive that it cannot spare a penny.

woe...

Fortunately, the disciples in the sect were diligent and many volunteered to repair the damaged buildings.

Of course, the leader's encouragement is indispensable.

"Report-"

The deacon elder looked up and saw a group of disciples absent from class and coming to the deacon hall. He felt a thump in his heart. What happened again? They are not here to ask for a debt, right?
Could it be that... someone has deducted the disciple's cultivation resources, and everyone gathered together to complain to him?
He cleared his throat and slapped the table majestically: "What's going on, there are so many people? Why are you coming to the Deacon Hall at this hour when you are not here?"

The two leading disciples escorted the suspect with sinister features to his knees: "Go back to the elder deacon and find a suspect. We suspect that he is a spy lurking in the sect!"

The elder deacon's heart immediately fell back to his stomach when he mentioned it, and he couldn't express his joy.

Great, just don’t come here to ask for money!

etc?Suspect?

Not happy at all, he looked majestic, frowned and asked the same words as Zhou Shuning: "Is there any evidence to prove it?"

The two disciples said in unison: "Return to the elder, we have no concrete evidence, but the elder please listen to our defense before making a decision!"

The corner of the elder deacon's mouth twitched: "Okay, then you can say it."

The two disciples calmed down and said slowly: "We have been attending classes as usual in the past two days, and occasionally go to the school grounds to help with repairs. This suspicious person who claims to be an outer disciple of our sect talks to fellow disciples who go to help in the school grounds every day. From the normal chat at the beginning, to trying to find out the contents of the elders’ council later, and he also tried to sow discord between us and the Qingxiao Sect again and again!”

"As we all know, this sect incident was caused by Qingxiao Sect Mo You, but everyone knows that this Mo You is fake, and the real senior brother Mo You has..."

This disciple had a sad look on his face. He wiped the corners of his eyes and said loudly:
"The Qingxiao Sect and our Wanjian Sect have always been friendly, and we often have discussions. I have also met Senior Brother Mo You, and he has a very good character!"

Another person continued: "Also, this person not only gossiped about Senior Brother Mo You, but one of the masters who came to repair the school grounds was a half-demon. He always ran to people to mention the alliance between the half-demon and the evil cultivator. The master was isolated, which is considered provocative behavior!"