Today I just want to post with the little junior sister who is passing by.

Chapter 122 "Fool, that's not the case" (4020 words)

After the sect leader Dan woke up, she immediately looked around and saw the strange wall in the dark room startled her.

"W-what the hell is going on here?"

Her brain was running rapidly, and she seemed to have thought of some strange things, but that was not the most important thing.

Now she is hungry again. When she is hungry, she asks for food first.

"Jiang Qiao, are there any spiritual stones I can eat? I'm very hungry now."

No matter what happened just now, food was the first priority. She was really hungry now.

Mu Chenyuan had already put a long distance away from Jiang Qiao. Her mind was dazed and dizzy, but she finally took out the spirit stone from her storage ring and said, "If you want to eat, there are many here." .”

Immediately, she thought of something else and took out another storage ring from the storage ring, "Jiang Qiao, you just said that you don't have a storage ring. This is a common storage ring. In this case, 伱You can use any item in my storage ring, which is very convenient.

"and……

"I'm very jealous. The sect leader can always hide in your sleeve, but I can't be like this with you all the time. If you are too close to her, I will feel very uncomfortable.

"Can she just stay in the storage ring we share? Otherwise, she'll be a little uneasy."

Jiang Qiao nodded. The current situation was special, but if any male disciple stayed by Mu Chenyuan's side every day, Jiang Qiao would not be happy.

So, a rule must be made.

"I think there's no problem. The sect master promised me that as long as I offer her spirit stones, she will teach me various techniques, so it's okay to let her stay in the storage ring. She's just sleeping anyway."

Mu Chenyuan asked Jiang Qiao to stretch out his hand and put the ring in Jiang Qiao's hand.

Jiang Qiao discovered that although it was an interoperable storage ring, it was essentially no different from an ordinary storage ring. It looked exactly the same and looked the same as his previous storage ring.

"This storage ring looks very similar to the one I had before."

"Yeah, this interoperable storage ring can be a little more careful." Mu Chenyuan motioned to Jiang Qiao to turn over his hand with the ring, "On the ring's support, there is a very thin, very small Jiang Mu Er Did you see the word?"

"Huh?" Jiang Qiao turned around and found a word smaller than a grain of rice. Only by putting the ring close to his eyes could he see the word clearly. Others could not see it at all, "It's true."

The small words on the storage ring can be regarded as a kind of sustenance, a sustenance that only you can notice.

"As long as there is something you need in my storage ring, just use it."

"I have a question, that is, since the interoperability ring allows us to use the same space as a storage place at the same time, can I be teleported to your space after entering the storage ring space?"

Mu Chenyuan nodded, "Logically speaking, this is indeed the case."

"Then if you encounter any difficulties or dangers that cannot be solved later, you can hide in the storage ring and then come to where I am. This way you can avoid the danger."

"This method can indeed be tried, but if the killer also enters the storage ring space and then comes to where you and I are, wouldn't it also put you in danger?"

"Junior sister, please don't think like this. Always think about how you can handle any danger if you are alone."

"Yeah." Mu Chenyuan nodded, but her mind was no longer thinking about this matter. She started a new topic.

"Can you please change your name for me? If you call me by my full name, Mu Chenyuan, it will seem a bit awkward and not close at all. If you call me junior sister, you will have other junior sisters in the future, and they are not very special, so …

"Could you give me a new name?"

"A brand new name?" Jiang Qiao was a little embarrassed for a moment, not because he didn't care about giving him a new name, but because he was a complete rubbish at naming.

Seeing Jiang Qiao thinking for a long time but unable to think of a single word, Mu Chenyuan prompted again: "A nickname is okay too?"

Jiang Qiao's head was still empty and he couldn't think much, but seeing the expectant look on Mu Chenyuan's face, Jiang Qiao finally came up with an idea, "Xiao Yuan? Is this okay?"

"It's too ordinary. How about changing it to another one."

Jiang Qiao thought about it again. If Mu Chenyuan had to use it as a metaphor, she would be like a mountain sprinkled with sugar in summer. It has a gentle coolness without any aggression.

If you change another dimension, she is like a piece of glutinous pastry, soft but not sticky, and the sweetness is just right.

A very good word suddenly popped into Jiang Qiao's mind, "How about I call you Tuanzi?"

"Ah, why is this? It sounds like I'm fat."

"Although, my face is really easy to pinch."

"Forget it, let's talk about the title or something."

Jiang Qiao couldn't help but began to ravage Mu Chenyuan's face again. During the process, Mu Chenyuan's mouth pursed so much that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Mu Chenyuan suddenly thought of something and said to Jiang Qiao, "You have to bear your injuries when you go out. What do you think you should do?"

To be honest, this time Mu Chenyuan felt that it was better for him to talk to himself and call Jiang Qiao in. If it was a punishment, he had to fake it now.

However, Mu Chenyuan was not willing to see Jiang Qiao really injured, so she took out some red ink from the storage ring and said, "My painting skills are not bad. If you can fake the real thing, there should be no problem. Soldering iron Just leave your injuries to me."

Jiang Qiao breathed out the Blood Qin Sword and cut a huge wound on his leg. He smiled sadly:

"Although scars can be drawn, the smell of blood and the texture of real blood are better achieved in practice. According to the logic of the servants outside, you must have tortured me for a long time, so the scene in the dark room must be The blood flowed like a river, and there must be a lot of blood spattered.

"How can you not tell whether it is real blood or not?"

Now that it has reached this point, Jiang Qiao doesn't want to leave unscathed.

Mu Chenyuan didn't expect Jiang Qiao to move so quickly. She took out the paintbrush tremblingly, "Then you, take off your clothes now, and I will draw the iron mark for you."

Jiang Qiao took off his upper body and found that Mu Chenyuan's whole body was trembling slightly.

"You still have so many scars on your body."

Mu Chenyuan had already taken out the writing brush from the storage ring, but now, she was at a loss what to do.

"These can be considered old wounds."

Jiang Qiao didn't care about these injuries. Some of these injuries were Mu Chenyuan's, Wen Yu's, and Qiu Baihui's.

Qiu Baihui caused injuries to herself in the field. They were cracks of varying sizes, and now they naturally remain on her body. From a distance, they look like fault lines of varying magnitudes.

"Tell me who gave you these injuries."

"That's all in the past, and I have resolved those grudges." Jiang Qiao spoke in a very relaxed tone, as if all of this was nothing. "There are some injuries, are they caused by Qiu Baihui?" Mu Chenyuan lowered his head, and Jiang Qiao couldn't see Mu Chenyuan's facial expression, which was blocked by bangs.

"Some, indeed."

"I see."

Then, Mu Chenyuan picked up the brush, mixed the colors, and painted the marks of the soldering iron on Jiang Qiao's back and shoulders.

The brush gently brushed Jiang Qiao's shoulder, feeling cold and a little itchy. The brush bristles were dipped in some blood and mixed with other pigments to create the effect of a soldering iron mark.

The tip of the pen gently swept across Jiang Qiao's wound, then to his neck, and then down to Jiang Qiao's chest.

When she first started painting, Mu Chenyuan was behind Jiang Qiao. She put one hand on Jiang Qiao's back and painted with the other. At that time, Jiang Qiao couldn't see Mu Chenyuan's facial expression.

But when Mu Chenyuan turned around, Jiang Qiao saw the sadness on Mu Chenyuan's face and the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.

"Hey, why are you crying? You must know that if you cry, a girl's eyelashes will fall out, which will not look good."

Mu Chenyuan looked at Jiang Qiao with red eyes. Soon, her eyes could no longer hold so many tears. After a moment of blinking, the tears fell.

"I can't stand it. It's the first time I've seen your scar up close. I..."

Mu Chenyuan usually spoke in a sweet and soft voice, but now she had a crying voice, trying her best to avoid the sobbing that was about to break out.

Jiang Qiao helped Mu Chenyuan wipe away her tears, "I don't even care about it myself, but you suddenly made your nose red from crying."

"I, I feel so uncomfortable..."

"Why are you feeling uncomfortable? Yes, these injuries are ugly and it's normal that you don't like them."

"Idiot, that's not the case. I don't dislike you. When I think of you having suffered so many injuries in the past, I feel so uncomfortable. I can't even imagine the scene of you being injured at that time."

"I don't dare to think about it, but this is indeed proof of what I have experienced. My hatred and my growth are all in these scars."

The brush continued to sweep over Jiang Qiao's skin.

Jiang Qiao realized that the incision he had made on his thigh had dried up, so he thought of opening a new incision to collect blood.

Mu Chenyuan was the first to pick up the knife, "Let me do it, and I'll save the blood for you!"

"Of course not." Jiang Qiao smiled faintly, "You are the goddess of the Demon Sect. If you make any mistake, it will definitely attract everyone's attention. And this time, the only one who will be injured is me."

"..." Mu Chenyuan moved her lips, wanting to say something.

Jiang Qiao put his forehead against Mu Chenyuan's, "You have done a lot, this time, let me do something for you."

Tears flashed in Mu Chenyuan's eyes, and Jiang Qiao's face became increasingly blurry and distorted in his sight.

The blood stains on the darkroom floor were all placed by the two of them later, and Jiang Qiao's clothes also had the texture of being scorched by high temperatures.

The sect leader was left alone for a long time. They had just chatted a few words before. Later, Jiang Qiao and Mu Chenyuan gradually became arrogant, as if the sect leader didn't exist.

The sect leader Dan had no choice but to roll around in the darkroom boredly for several times. It was indeed normal for the Taoist couple to fight each other.

But she just felt helpless at the time, and she didn't want to stay in this scene anymore. It would be better to put her into the storage ring and take a nap.

Later, after Jiang Qiao and Mu Chenyuan finished all the things pretending to be wounds, they thought of putting the sect leader back into the storage ring.

When going out, all the servants waiting outside the dark room saw the young man coming out of the back room. His hair was messy and his hair crown was nowhere to be found.

Although he was wearing a coat, half of his chest was exposed and was covered with marks left by the soldering iron.

He held on to the wall and limped along. Nishang stepped forward and asked, "I should have deducted your reward today, but since you are a new disciple of the Demon Sect, you will be exempted from these punishments this time." , remember it more in the future, this is an ointment that can help you recover from your wounds."

"Many...thank you." Jiang Qiao's voice was hoarse as he took the ointment.

"You don't need to clean today, but you must continue to clean tomorrow to complete today's tasks."

Jiang Qiao nodded. He couldn't wish for this.

The storage ring had long been hidden in his sleeve.

He would be able to use it when he returned. He even made an agreement with Mu Chenyuan to enter the storage ring together during the night's rest and practice together under the guidance of the sect leader Dan.

The shared storage ring is equivalent to giving Jiang Qiao one more chance to meet Mu Chenyuan.

The other servants are also becoming more and more afraid of the goddess. She showed such a terrifying nature on the first day she arrived. They should be careful in serving this kind of master.

……

In another side hall of the Demon Sect.

The deputy sect leader of the Demon Sect was lying on the couch, holding his head with his arm, "How is that child Qiu Baihui doing now?"

A subordinate in black reported respectfully: "Everything is stable now, but she fell into a coma for a while."

"Has your cultivation level improved?"

"This is just as the deputy sect master expected."

Unexpectedly, the expression of the person sitting on the couch suddenly changed, "I remember I told you that when there are only two of us, you should call me the sect master, not the deputy sect master. It seems that you have no memory. What?"

She dropped the teacup hard and landed on the ground. The porcelain pieces shattered. The subordinates did not dare to show any fear, and they did not even dare to avoid the porcelain pieces. Three or four fragments touched the subordinate's face lightly. Gently wiped, blood spilled out.

"Jiang Duxue, how can she manage the Demon Sect so well that you can't forget her so much? It's obvious that I am the one in charge of the Demon Sect now. It seems you are not as loyal as I imagined. "

The deputy sect leader stretched out his fingers and looked at them carefully. Every fingernail seemed to be stained with Jiang Duxue's blood. It was a dark red, the color of her victory.

"Why are you still kneeling here? Go and get punished by yourself, and you can resume your life later when you come back."

"Yes, Lord Sect Master."

The deputy sect master was obsessed with his nails at this time, "Jiang Daoxue, huh, he is just a defeated general. He can't make any waves at all..."

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