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

Chapter 77 "Do you want to eat tangerines?" (4048 words)
  "punish?"

Although it was in vain, Jiang Qiao still struggled subconsciously, trying to break free of the chains.

The iron locks tightened tighter and tighter, and it felt like my body was being twisted into a knot, my flesh was being compressed, and my whole body felt like it was swollen and bursting.

I can't breathe, it's so difficult to breathe in and out.

Jiang Qiao looked painful. In Qiu Baihui's domain, his spiritual power seemed to have been weakened, and his attack power was almost zero.

Why is Qiu Baihui so strong? How can a late-stage Golden Elixir be able to use areas that only Nascent Soul can develop?

Qiu Baihui lightly slapped the whip on her hand, and after confirming that the force was appropriate, she whipped Jiang Qiao hard.

A bright bloodstain suddenly appeared on Jiang Qiao's body. The force was very strong, just like the previous round.

The whip split Jiang Qiao's legs mercilessly

He gritted his teeth and endured the first blow. He couldn't stand this kind of radical persuasion, let alone the kind of violence that he said was "for his own good."

Qiu Baihui's attitude changed slightly from the previous round, "Well, you, are you okay...I...I...

"I just did such an outrageous thing to you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Qiu Baihui apologized repeatedly and spoke in a very pertinent manner.

She came to Jiang Qiao in two or three steps and squatted down, gently touching Jiang Qiao's wound with her hand. "It seems that the injury is not very serious. Fortunately, fortunately, it was not a big mistake."

Jiang Qiao clenched his fists, veins clearly showing on the back of his hands.

It turns out that this is not considered serious.

Qiu Baihui was attracted by the blue veins and couldn't help but look at Jiang Qiao's hand.

"So beautiful. These hands are wide, long, and thin, and the veins can be exposed. They are really beautiful.

"Keep reciting it, and give me half a stick of incense~"

Jiang Qiao didn't understand how he could break the situation now.

Apart from endorsement, is there no other way?

He might be able to try his best to resist an attack with the Stone Body Curse, but this would not be a long-term solution if he still couldn't memorize it.

After that, he will die again.

Can I just endorse it?

Jiang Qiao grabbed the bamboo slip with his hand. His fingers were twisted, and the nails were filled with blood due to the impact. From the outside, they looked blood red.

"Bai Hui, let me ask you one last time, can you really not stop this behavior? If this continues, it will not do you or me any good."

Jiang Qiao also had memories given to him by the original owner. In those memories, Qiu Baihui was a girl who loved to laugh, was reserved and quiet.

The memory of the original owner always gave him a little bit of a beautiful filter towards Qiu Baihui.

And now, it's time to break this filter and face her ugliness, right?

"Why? Why can't you understand me?
  "Obviously, I'm doing something good for you. Ever since I was little, I've split a piece of sesame pancake in half. I'll eat the smallest half and always give you the largest half.

"Others, it's all about anything. If only one person can have it, I will always give you the opportunity I have.

"Why, you can't satisfy me this time, and you can't surpass that damn Ouyang Jue!!!"

The more Qiu Baihui talked, the more disordered her breath became. She cried aggrievedly, as if she had nowhere to express her sadness.

"Can't you surpass that Ouyang Jue!!! He is so arrogant and hateful!"

Jiang Qiao originally thought that Qiu Baihui just hated him, but unexpectedly, the reason was someone else.

That filter finally broke.

That's fine, originally he could only be cruel, but now he will be even more cruel.

Jiang Qiao tried to breathe calmly to relieve the pain of his wound, "You...have...enmity with Ouyang Jue?"

Jiang Qiao saw that when Qiu Baihui mentioned Ouyang Jue, the viciousness in her eyes seemed to overflow.

Jiang Qiao had never seen such ferocity on the faces of Mu Qinggan and Wen Yu.

"I just have a grudge against him!" As if Jiang Qiao was right, Qiu Baihui immediately knelt on the ground from her original squatting position, then crawled closer to Jiang Qiao's direction.

"He trampled my voodoo bug. It's all his fault, otherwise I wouldn't have been so seriously injured. Originally, this voodoo was used on Mu Chenyuan.

"You, you have to, no, you have to surpass him!"

Tears should be crystal clear, but Jiang Qiao saw too many dirty colors through those tears.

It seemed that what was falling on Qiu Baihui's face was not tears, but mud.

Jiang Qiao lowered his head, half of his face covered by broken hair, and the corners of his mouth curved.

"Bai Hui, have you cast a poison? Can you use poison? Why did you attack Mu Chenyuan?"

Qiu Baihui realized that she had accidentally missed something, and her lips twitched unnaturally, "I, I..."

Jiang Qiao raised his head again, with a smile as warm as the sun on his face. If it weren't for the fact that his face was covered in blood and his body was restrained.

Qiu Baihui felt that this scene could be painted on paper, and she could spend a whole day painting it with meticulous brushwork.

"Bai Hui, don't worry, you can tell me all your secrets, and I will help you keep them secrets."

When Jiang Qiao said the word "hao hao", his tone rose slightly and emphasized.

After all, now he still needs to understand Qiu Baihui's recent changes, make excuses appropriately, and wait until later to settle the matter in detail.

When Qiu Baihui tortured himself, he was also inspired and thought of many new torture methods.

Qiu Baihui suddenly stopped crying. The pearl hairpin on her head swayed slightly, and the light reflected from the pearl hairpin was projected onto Jiang Qiao's face.

Jiang Qiao was so blinded by the light that he was forced to blink.

Qiu Baihui looked at Jiang Qiao innocently, "Really? Can you really help me keep a secret? But, I can't say..."

Jiang Qiao clearly noticed that Qiu Baihui's breath weakened when he reached the second half of the sentence.

"Why can't you say it? It doesn't matter if you say it. After all, I will always be your best friend and this will never change.

“Everything that happens to you, good or bad, I will accept it all.

"Good friends not only share interesting stories, but also face the less glorious and dark sides together."

Having said this, Jiang Qiao also found that his deceptive mouth had gradually become accustomed to disguise after experiencing so many things in the game.

He saw that Qiu Baihui had no reaction and just looked at him blankly.

[System prompt: Qiu Baihui’s favorability +5]

It seems that all this is effective, haha.

"If you ask me to surpass Ouyang Jue, I will fulfill your wish, but if you do this, you are not sincere."

Qiu Baihui sat on the ground, tears falling on the back of her hands, "If I tell you, you must keep the secret for me."

"Of course, if you don't say it, I will do it."

Jiang Qiao suppressed his smile, and a hint of emotion and sadness appeared on his face.

"Now, my consciousness is branded with the seal of the Demon Sect. I am half a disciple of the Demon Sect."

"..." Jiang Qiao pretended to be shocked, even though he already knew about this.

"I barely managed to save my life from the secret realm before, but my mother told me that my path to becoming an immortal might stop here."

While speaking, Qiu Baihui looked at her trembling hands.

"But, without my cultivation, I am no different from a mortal. I have to live for a hundred years. I don't want to, I am afraid of death..."

Jiang Qiao looked down at Qiu Baihui expressionlessly.

"So, my father found a way and asked people from the Demon Sect to heal me. My cultivation level was indeed restored, but at the cost of many monks..." "What is it for a monk?" Jiang Qiao asked.

The more Qiu Baihui spoke, the more choked up she became, "Their...their..."

"Blood."

"Blood?!"

Jiang Qiao tried hard to stay calm, but he really couldn't suppress his shock.

"You are not afraid of me, I just want to live...

Qiu Baihui's words became more humble.

"I'm not afraid of you. Although I'm a little shocked, as long as you're good, that'll be fine." Jiang Qiao said something against his will again.

However, if Jiang Qiao is afraid of Qiu Baihui, then what will happen next.

This time, Jiang Qiao wants to walk his own path under the stars and the moon.

"I used the voodoo on Mu Chenyuan because she always pestered you and wouldn't let me dance with you. I just wanted her to shut up, but the voodoo was stepped on by Ouyang Jue."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiao's eyes darkened. Why did he always attack innocent people like this?

Could it be that all this is because of myself...

Jiang Qiao clenched his fists tighter, and he could hear the sound of his teeth creaking.

"Forget it, Jiang Qiao, don't waste your precious time now, just endorse it.

"Endorsement, I'll give you half the time to burn the incense."

Jiang Qiao looked at the historical bamboo slip book just now.

"Bai Hui, after memorizing this book, let's go out. I'm really..."

"No!!! I won't listen. You must memorize it all. This cannot be changed.

"Don't blame me for forcing you like this, because, if not, you will definitely not be able to surpass Ouyang Jue."

"Even if I don't..." Jiang Qiao was about to speak when his mouth was suddenly stuffed with a ball of cloth.

"Stop talking and just endorse it."

Qiu Baihui patted Jiang Qiao's shoulder and said, "Endorse."

Later, after Jiang Qiao memorized eleven books, he was beaten to death again by Qiu Baihui. When Qiu Baihui got emotional, she was too harsh.

Reborn in Qiu Baihui's domain again, Jiang Qiao is still dealing with Qiu Baihui this time, but Qiu Baihui won't let Jiang Qiao leave the domain no matter what.

This time Jiang Qiao completed the eleven books in the previous round. He even forgot how long he had been in the plot of this field.

Some books can be memorized fairly quickly without mentioning the content itself.

But Jiang Qiao was about to vomit. The longer he memorized it, perhaps due to the double blow of body and mind, he was almost in a trance and could not recognize the Chinese characters.

After seven rounds of death, Jiang Qiao finally memorized all the fifty kinds of books.

But his body couldn't support it again, and he couldn't support his spirit after carrying so many books at once.

During the reincarnation of his speed endorsement, every time Qiu Baihui asked a question, Jiang Qiao would feel dizzy and retching while answering.

Qiu Baihui was surprised that Jiang Qiao could memorize so many books. It seemed that even if he didn't open up this field, Jiang Qiao's reserves would be like a vast ocean.

It seems that surpassing Ouyang Jue is definitely a sure thing.

The realm was gradually disintegrating, and Jiang Qiao couldn't hold on any longer. Although he speed-passed for the last time, there was no damage at all.

The pain from the last round had not completely dissipated, and Jiang Qiao finally fell asleep.

……

In the sanatorium.

Mu Chenyuan was leaning on the bed peeling tangerines. She started from the center and peeled the citrus peels apart bit by bit.

Finally, break the citrus peel into a small five-petal yellow flower.

She looked towards the bed opposite and saw Jiang Qiao sleeping on the bed.

Mu Chenyuan stuffed the orange slice into her mouth and immediately frowned, it was so sour.

So, she broke open another one, and broke the orange peel into small yellow flowers with five petals.

The newly opened citrus tastes good, quite sweet. When Jiang Qiao wakes up, give him some too.

There are only two people in the sanatorium, Jiang Qiao and Mu Chenyuan.

Mu Chenyuan also just woke up, and she didn't know when Jiang Qiao was sent here.

With a body like his, can he eat tangerines?

Mu Chenyuan peeled another tangerine, stuffed the whole tangerine into her mouth, and then spit out the core.

Seeing Jiang Qiao sleeping so soundly, she thought she might as well sleep a little longer.

Mu Chenyuan lay on the bed again and closed her eyes to sleep, but she couldn't sleep.

She opened her eyes again and found Jiang Qiao sleeping peacefully.

After careful observation, she discovered that Jiang Qiao's hair was actually black with a hint of reddish.

The bridge of his nose is straight and straight, and all his facial features are natural without any flaws.

Now Jiang Qiao happened to be sleeping with his head tilted in the direction of Mu Chenyuan. Mu Chenyuan could see Jiang Qiao's face while lying down.

In comparison, Jiang Qiao's face is sharper than his brother Mu Chenshui's. Mu Chenshui has a ruffian-like face.

Jiang Qiao has that kind of gentle and gentle temperament, like clothes that have been taken care of and ironed, with no wrinkles on them and just the right amount of handsomeness.

Mu Chenyuan lay on the bed and looked at Jiang Qiao. Not long after staring, Jiang Qiao suddenly woke up.

He blinked his eyelids, and then gradually woke up.

Mu Chenyuan wanted to look away, but finally looked at Jiang Qiao resolutely.

"You're awake."

Jiang Qiao turned over quickly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a very warm smile, which made him feel defenseless.

After a while, Jiang Qiao turned to Mu Chenyuan again, "Junior sister Mu, are you sick too..."

"I was in so much pain yesterday that I couldn't sleep, so I came to the sanatorium to rest and didn't go to the lecture hall."

"What's wrong with your body?"

"It's just that my throat hurts so much that I can't sleep. It feels like it's been cut by a knife. I have to spit out even the water I drink. I can't eat anything else at all."

"Do you have a cold?"

"No, Elder He Yu hasn't figured out what's wrong with me. It probably doesn't matter. Elder He Yu said he would invite other elders to come and take a look."

Jiang Qiao noticed that Mu Chenyuan's lips turned white, and felt that the disease was not that simple.

"I basically didn't sleep well last night. After coming to the sanatorium, I felt better."

After finishing speaking, Mu Chenyuan tucked in the quilt, "What about you? How did you get here?"

"I..." Jiang Qiao pinched his eyebrows, his mind filled with horrific memories, "I don't feel well."

"Ah, by the way, do you want some tangerines?"

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　　[Daily talking, I ate Roujiamo today, it was so delicious, I will eat it again tomorrow]
  　　
  　
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