After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

The puppet's mouth, which was made of wooden blocks, moved and made a mechanical sound with the sound of rubbing wooden blocks: "What's wrong with you?"

Gingerheart looked up at it in surprise.

[Wow, Fourth Senior Brother’s puppet can talk! 】

[Fourth senior brother is really the same genius as me! 】

"Xinxin is fine, I just want to play with Fourth Senior Brother." Jiang Xinjian said, her eyes as bright as the stars were full of expectation.

Zhaoshi, who had been paying attention to the shape of her mouth, was even more confused.

Why can a little junior sister say one sentence and be heard three times?
"Fourth senior brother, this is for you. It was given to Xinxin by my uncle. All the senior brothers have it." Jiang Xin took out a small green gourd brooch from the Sumeru bracelet and held it up high for the puppet to see.

The puppet's square fingers moved and he slowly took it.

It looked down at the delicate and small green gourd brooch in the palm of its hand. After a while, it came back to its senses and thanked him stiffly and awkwardly: "Thank you... thank you..."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Let's go out to play together in the future? There's a lot of fun outside." Jiang Xin hugged the puppet's legs tightly, raised her little head, and her eyes were filled with anticipation.

The puppet was silent.

Zhaoshi's eyes dimmed and he subconsciously looked towards his face. When his fingertips touched the rough scar on his cheek, his heart tightened and he gritted his teeth and lifted the thread between his fingers.

Under his control, the puppet gently raised its feet, trying to pull it away from Jiang Xin's arms.

Jiang Xin was stunned for a moment, then hugged it tighter and looked at it pitifully: "Fourth Senior Brother, don't abandon Xinxin."

The puppet was afraid of hurting her, so it stopped moving. It couldn't close or lift the foot it had just stepped out.

Jiang Xin, who lowered his head, smiled slyly.

[Hey hey hey, I knew Fourth Senior Brother was such a good person and wouldn’t really abandon me. 】

[We must let Fourth Senior Brother play with us and not let him be killed by Xing Shuyi. 】

[That bad guy Xing Shuyi deliberately made a fuss about it in order to get close to Fourth Senior Brother, knowing that Fourth Senior Brother was very concerned about the injury on his face. 】

[She secretly found someone to bully the Fourth Senior Brother, and then pretended to come to the rescue of the Fourth Senior Brother to deceive the Fourth Senior Brother's sympathy. This is particularly disgusting! 】

Thinking of this, Jiang Xin became even more determined to protect Zhao Shi.

The little guy raised his head, his clear eyes full of determination: "Fourth Senior Brother, I will always love you from now on!"

[Don’t be afraid of outsiders laughing at the injuries on your face. If they dare to laugh at you, you will scratch their faces! 】

[Don’t play with Xing Shuyi, everything she does is to get your heirloom! 】

[Don’t take the blame for Xing Shuyi again and again just because of the false warmth she gave her! 】

[When the Tianshui Sect was exterminated in the end, your mask was destroyed. Xing Shuyi disliked the injuries on your face and directly framed you as a demon who pretended to surrender. She killed you with her own hands when you were not prepared! 】

The more Jiang Xin thought about it, the sadder she became, and her eyes turned red unconsciously.

She sniffed, trying not to shed tears.

[Xinxin is a big child, Xinxin cannot cry. 】

[Fourth Senior Brother is so fragile, and I can’t bear to make Fourth Senior Brother sad together. 】

Among the weeds, Zhaoshi was stunned on the spot.

How could Tianshui Sect be wiped out?

Who is Xing Shuyi?

This kind of thought filled Zhao Shi's mind, and even made him suspect that while he was in seclusion, the sky outside had changed.

A palm-sized machine bird flew up from his palm, flew out of the weeds, and flew towards the vast Tianshui Sect.

A transparent silk thread as thin as a spider's silk extends from the body of the machine bird and submerges into the void, connecting the countless threads between Zhao's fingers.

The abandoned bird on Zhaoshi Weiwei's mobile phone spread its wings and quickly flew to the busiest shopping street in Tianshui. The shopping street is as lively as ever.

Tianshui Sect disciples with different cultivation levels were walking among them, all busy with their own affairs.

They were either chatting in the teahouse or bargaining in the shops.

There are also disciples who are sparring in the ring, and when the senior brother has just finished the sparring and has exhausted his spiritual power, he is sharpening his sword and preparing to shave his head.

What you see are the harmonious and ordinary daily lives of Tianshui Sect disciples.

The sect seemed to be safe and sound, and while Zhao Miao was relieved, he was even more confused by what he heard.

On the martial arts field, Chu Linfeng was defeated by a Yuan Ying-stage senior sister and lay down on the ground in frustration.

The Yuanying monks in the sect are really difficult to defeat!

He must practice hard and strive to have a baby as soon as possible, so that he can become a nightmare for the next disciple!

At this moment, he saw a familiar machine bird flying across the sky.

Seeing the familiar mark on it, Chu Linfeng perked up, and Ma Liu jumped up from the ground, waving vigorously at the machine bird: "Fourth Senior Brother, I'm here! Are you out?"

The mechanism bird's movement of spreading its wings froze, as if it didn't expect to be recognized.

It fell straight from the air. Chu Linfeng was about to fly to catch it when he saw the machine bird flapping its short wings vigorously. It was stunned to stabilize its body in mid-air and flew away as if running away.

Those short little wings that were so fast that they flapped left an afterimage and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Why is Fourth Senior Brother still so afraid of society?

Chu Linfeng sighed helplessly, jumped off the martial arts field with his sword on his back, and thought about going back and writing a letter to Zhaozhi, encouraging the fourth senior brother to come out to play with them early.

……

On the edge of the cliff, after being recognized by Chu Linfeng, Zhaoshi just wanted to return to his cave as soon as possible.

But Jiang Xin hugged the puppet's leg with her hands and feet, hanging on the puppet's leg like a koala, so that Zhao Shi didn't dare to take a step.

The junior sister was so soft, he was really afraid that the puppet would kick Jiang Xin away as soon as he raised his foot.

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and Jiang Xin was thinking about how to prevent Zhao Shi from being deceived by Xing Shuyi in the future.

The wind on the top of the mountain was a bit strong, and the rustling of weeds drowned out Jiang Xin's weak voice.

Zhaoshi could only hear the junior sister's muttering, but he couldn't hear clearly what she was muttering in her heart.

He could only vaguely feel Jiang Xin's ups and downs from the barely heard changes in tone.

The little junior sister looked at a little bit, but her inner thoughts were much bigger.

This thought flashed through his mind, and Zhao Shi suddenly realized that these unreal little sounds were Jiang Xin's heartfelt voices.

This gave him a sense of unreality.

But looking at the little girl frowning and thinking in the puppet's lap, Zhao Zhao could clearly feel Jiang Xin's concern for him.

This unreality turned into a shallow warmth, sinking into his heart bit by bit.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhaoshi pointed with both hands, and sharp spiritual power burst out from his fingertips, easily cutting off a piece of dead wood.

The dead wood was no thicker than a fingernail, and Zhaoshi's spiritual power was like a dexterous fish, piercing into the dead wood and drilling two holes.

Zhaoshi then put the piece of dead wood on his face, and the two holes exactly corresponded to his eyes.

He learned his previous lesson and covered the deadwood mask with a layer of spiritual power to prevent it from breaking with just a touch.

After doing all this, Zhaoshi's hands hidden in his sleeves tightened again and again, then he took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to walk outside. (End of chapter)