346. Chapter 346 I didn't expect him to see such a distressed appearance
A snow-white handkerchief was handed to her: "Come here, wipe your tears when you've cried enough."
Wu Jiuzi was suffocated, and looked up to see a light green sleeve. Looking up along the sleeve, it was Jun Ziqian's extremely handsome face. He stood there looking at her, his eyes were a little complicated, and there was a faint movement in the depths of his eyes.
Yes - regret.
I didn't expect to see him looking so embarrassed!
Wu Jiuzi rarely lost control of her emotions in her life. This was the first time she cried so hysterically.
I didn't expect that just this time, Jun Ziqian would see it all.
She slowly took the handkerchief and wiped away the remaining tears on her face, and slowly stood up: "When did you come?"
Jun Ziqian paused: "Just got here."
In fact, he came earlier than she did.
He came to see her today because he had something to do, but he didn't expect to come here in vain, so he waited here.
When I got tired of waiting, I just jumped up to a big tree and took a nap.
Unexpectedly, before I fell asleep, I saw her coming back with a sword and a very bad look on her face.
As soon as he was stunned, she broke into his yard, and then sat down under the tree as if she collapsed...
Wu Jiuzi was a little dizzy from crying. She managed to calm down her emotions, then walked into the house, washed her face, and then washed the handkerchief.
"I'll come. You're injured, so try not to touch the water." Jun Ziqian pushed her away and grabbed the handkerchief.
He did not wash it, but casually put the handkerchief into his sleeve again.
"You came to me - something happened?" Although my eyes were still sore and uncomfortable, after crying bitterly, the depression in my heart was relieved a lot.
After washing her face, she finally calmed down...
"The Immortal Disciple Competition will be in two months. How are you preparing for it?" Jun Ziqian asked.
Wu Jiuzi smiled bitterly in her heart. She had been neglecting her homework these days and had almost no practice.
She was busy looking for someone in the past few days. After Fengjian Liuxiang came back, she wanted to see him again and again...
Where are you in the mood to practice?
"Do I have to participate?" She was not very interested in the competition.
"Must!" Jun Ziqian said seriously: "This is a grand event held once every ten years by the Immortal Sect. All sects will send people to participate, and the event is unprecedented. This time it is held by our Jiuhua Sect, so naturally we will send outstanding disciples to participate.
The high priest, even the guardian elders and the incense master below will send people here. Your master——"
He paused for a moment: "You are the only disciple he can send out now... You don't want to compete? Get good results and let him see it?"
Wu Jiuzi lowered his eyes and replied: "I will work hard."
Not to show anyone, just to become stronger for myself.
Her original wish was to live a happy life waiting for death, but the cruelty of reality taught her that no matter how powerful the people around her are, they are not as powerful as herself, and she is the most reliable.
Jun Ziqian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that she would become decadent. Now that she had a goal, she would divert her attention.
He looked at her clothes, which were stained with blood: "The injuries on your body?"
"It's okay. I'll take care of it myself." Wu Jiuzi concentrated her efforts on finding the medicine. A snow-white handkerchief was handed to her: "Here, wipe your tears when you've cried enough."
Wu Jiuzi was suffocated. He looked up and saw a light green sleeve. Looking up the sleeve, he saw Jun Ziqian's unparalleledly handsome face. He stood there looking at her, his eyes a little complicated, and there was a faint movement in the depths of his eyes.
Yes - regret.
I didn't expect to see him looking so embarrassed!
Wu Jiuzi rarely lost control of her emotions in her life. This was the first time she cried so hysterically.
I didn't expect that just this time, Jun Ziqian would see it all.
She slowly took the handkerchief and wiped away the remaining tears on her face, and slowly stood up: "When did you come?"
Jun Ziqian paused: "Just got here."
In fact, he came earlier than she did.
He came to see her today because he had something to do, but he didn't expect to come here in vain, so he waited here.
When I got tired of waiting, I just jumped up to a big tree and took a nap.
Unexpectedly, before I fell asleep, I saw her coming back with a sword and a very bad look on her face.
As soon as he was stunned, she broke into his yard, and then sat down under the tree as if she collapsed...
Wu Jiuzi was a little dizzy from crying. She managed to calm down her emotions, then walked into the house, washed her face, and then washed the handkerchief.
"I'll come. You're injured, so try not to touch the water." Jun Ziqian pushed her away and grabbed the handkerchief.
He did not wash it, but casually put the handkerchief into his sleeve again.
"You came to me - something happened?" Although my eyes were still sore and uncomfortable, after crying bitterly, the depression in my heart was relieved a lot.
After washing her face, she finally calmed down...
"The Immortal Disciple Competition will be in two months. How are you preparing for it?" Jun Ziqian asked.
Wu Jiuzi smiled bitterly in her heart. She had been neglecting her homework these days and had almost no practice.
She was busy looking for someone in the past few days. After Fengjian Liuxiang came back, she wanted to see him again and again...
Where are you in the mood to practice?
"Do I have to participate?" She was not very interested in the competition.
"Must!" Jun Ziqian said seriously: "This is a grand event held once every ten years by the Immortal Sect. All sects will send people to participate, and the event is unprecedented. This time it is held by our Jiuhua Sect, so naturally we will send outstanding disciples to participate.
The high priest, even the guardian elders and the incense master below will send people here. Your master——"
He paused for a moment: "You are the only disciple he can send out now... You don't want to compete? Get good results and let him see it?"
Wu Jiuzi lowered his eyes and replied: "I will work hard."
Not to show anyone, just to become stronger for myself.
Her original wish was to live a happy life waiting for death, but the cruelty of reality taught her that no matter how powerful the people around her are, they are not as powerful as herself, and she is the most reliable.
Jun Ziqian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that she would become decadent. Now that she had a goal, she would divert her attention.
He looked at her clothes, which were stained with blood: "The injuries on your body?"
"It's okay. I'll take care of it myself." Wu Jiuzi concentrated on looking for medicine.