After saying that, Qingyin raised her foot and was about to leave, but she didn't know that just as she turned around, the lotus had already flown out of the water, and his body was already neatly dressed, without any water stains.
Qingyin looked at her master's handsome and elegant dressed in front of her, her eyes were shocked, "Master, Master, you, you are too fast..."
Lian ignored the shock in her eyes, and her eyes caught the ground. The jade feet rubbed against each other frowned, "Why don't you wear shoes?"
As he said that, he picked up the little disciple, walked to the rest area beside him, and put her down.
He half-squatted down, picked up the little disciple's jade feet, and used a cleansing technique, and the dirt on it was quickly cleaned.
Then, he took out the pair of butterfly love cloth shoes that his little disciple often wore out of thin air and put them on for her with his own hands.
"The weather is getting colder. You are a physical body. If you are too much moisture, it will not be good for you." Lian said softly, raised her eyes and met the little disciple's eyes, which were like deer. There,
His face.
Qingyin was completely shrouded in Nuan Nuan's little happiness. She wondered if her luck was so good that her master would put on her shoes with her own hands.
In addition to being shocked, I did not hear the master's advice to her.
"You are so anxious to find a teacher, is there anything wrong?" Lian said again. This time, Qingyin finally heard it.
Qingyin narrowed her master Ruyu's cheek nervously and asked carefully, "Is the disciple trying to ask, how is Zhu Qing...?"
Although she had known the result, she couldn't help but ask.
Lian did not immediately answer the little disciple's words, but stood up, walked aside, put his hands behind him, and looked at the pool water of the full moon Huaqing Pond.
Seeing this, Qingyin hurriedly followed him and waited for the good news.
After a while, Lian said lightly: "Of course I will punish you according to the law."
The guess in my heart was confirmed, and Qingyin's mood became increasingly depressed.
She retreated step by step dullly, retreated to the stone stool next to her, sat down in a daze, and asked again in an unreal voice: "Will she still live?"
"Without the inner alchemy protection, she could not withstand the thunder tribulation, and her soul was scattered." Lian's voice was extremely light. How could he not know how sad his little disciple was at this moment.
She was like a piece of white paper, without any defilement.
Even though she has experienced so many setbacks and partings in life and death, she is still so simple and kind.
This is not bad.
But I was worried that she was too kind and could easily be exploited.
"Master, can you go to the bamboo house to see again?" Qingyin's eyes showed a plea.
Zhuqing disappeared from this world, leaving Zhang Heng alone.
She promised Zhu Qing that she would definitely take time to see him.
She also promised Zhu Qing that she would hand over her inner alchemy to Zhang Heng so that he could continue to live.
Lian hesitated for a while and finally nodded, "I will accompany you as my teacher."
"No." Qingyin refused, "The disciple wants to go alone."
Lian was worried, "Let Xiaobao go with you."
Qingyin wanted to refuse, but when she saw the master's irresistible eyes, she nodded in agreement.
"The disciple is fine, the disciple will take his leave now." Qingyin's eyes were a little dim, and she could hear it from her voice that she was in a very depressed mood.
She walked down the steps, and Lian suddenly called out to her: "In two days, we will leave here. I will give you two days off for you, so I don't need to practice these days!"
Qingyin's dim light immediately lit up. She turned around, looked up at Lian, and asked happily: "Are we going to the fairy world?"