When I Abandoned the Protagonist

Chapter 24: Small Waste Destined To Be Abandoned (4)

I don’t know when there is a new quest on the Sword Sect’s slayer list.

The task mentioned that there is an evil spirit at the foot of the mountain, who is described as good-looking, who loves to pretend to be a fairy, and deceives the girl who is not familiar with the world. Get rid of this monster.

But many disciples took the task and squatted in the town down the mountain for several months, but they never saw this evil appearance.

All of this has nothing to do with Lingyu Mountain.

Su Mingxiu brought Guimian back to the mountain that day, and before entering the cave, he noticed that his clothes were stagnant—

She looked back and saw the sleeper who fell face down at some point. It was normal for the little girl to wake up at the bottom of the mountain. She followed her to the foot of the mountain and walked all the way up, but now her face turned pale The flush was flushed, and when she fell unconscious, her cheeks slid into the snow against the hem of her clothes.

At first, Su Mingxiu thought it was the poison of the succubus last night that had not been solved yet. When he leaned over, Yubai’s fingertips touched the other’s neck through the clothes. He felt that the heat was terrifyingly high and thought for a moment. , She took off her coat and took the person wrapped up to the Sword Sect’s Hundred Herbs Hall.

The reason is very simple. Nine out of ten kendo practitioners are martial idiots. They are either pondering overstepping challenges or seeking a breakthrough in dangerous situations. They always return to the sect with strange internal injuries and traumas. Over time, Jianzong’s Hundred Herbs Hall became famous all over the world.

When they saw Su Mingxiu, the disciples of Baicaotang immediately realized that the problem was not simple. After all, this Lingyu elder has never stepped into the Hundred Herbs Hall for hundreds of years. Even if he failed to escape the calamity that year, he just closed the mountain gate cave and announced a retreat to recuperate.

What kind of injury can alarm her to come to Baicaotang?

Walking with Elder Lingyu all the way, all the disciples who saw her on the way were amazed. Within a quarter of an hour, Tian Nanxing, the consul-elder of the Hundred Herbs Hall, hurriedly bid farewell to the suzerain, returned to the hall, and saw She opened her mouth and said, “But an old injury?”

Tian Nanxing is the original master in the Sword Sect, except for the suzerain, who rarely has a friendship or two. She, Lingyu and the current suzerain are all from the same school, but since hundreds of years ago, the elder Lingyu has written ancient books The spirit grass recorded in the above came to ask for advice, and later, after researching the sinister method of “taking spirit roots and digging golden elixir”, in order to hide people’s eyes and ears, they began to live in seclusion.

She was relieved, and only then did she see the mass in her arms.

Tian Nanxing: “This is?”

Su Mingxiu simply told about the succubus, and handed Guimian, who was hugging through the clothes in his arms.

Only lost for a second, Tian Nanxing shifted her attention to the half-faced person in her arms, who had already passed out unconsciously, she was stunned, thinking of something Like, “This is your new apprentice recently?”

Tian Nanxing took her to the inner room and asked her to put him down, while helping him investigate, while looking at her expression, he said softly, “Sect Master and senior brother are still chatting with me today. Starting from your mountain disciple, he said that if you don’t care about it, this Lingyu Mountain sees no successor. You have a reputation as a master before… In short, now you can have a disciple who you can look up to and are willing to protect. It could not be better.”

The person standing next to him just lowered his eyes and looked beautiful. But there is no emotion in his eyes, so that people just glance at him, and they are cold to the bones.

Tian Nanxing was not sure whether she had listened to her words, so she could only sigh and go to get the herbs to test the poison of the succubus.

After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief, “It’s just a simple fever,” and then she said strangely: “How did you detoxify her?”

She didn’t believe that Su Mingxiu, who seemed to be completely in love, would use that kind of method for her apprentice.

But when Su Mingxiu finished speaking, her eyes remained blank for a second.

“This…”

“As expected of you.”

Within a long time, the sword sect has spread all over the world. The sleeper of Lingyu Mountain, I don’t know how to win the favor of the elder Lingyu, just a fever, let her teacher Zun is anxious to come to the Hundred Herbs Hall.

The rumors spread, and in the final version, it turned into a sleepless night. In order to ask the elders of Lingyu to teach him his swordsmanship, he knelt for three days and three nights in front of the cave residence of Lingyu Mountain. This toughness is called a sword. The most ruthless elder of Zong was moved, and decided to accept him as a closed disciple, and rushed into the Hundred Herbs Hall overnight, asking the elder Tian Nanxing to inform the whereabouts of the love grass in the ancient books, and to open up the spiritual sense and the seven emotions for returning to sleep, and teach the strongest swordsmanship. .

Su Mingxiu, who heard these rumors: “…”

It can only be said that it is a sword sect.

All in all, Guimian completed the transformation of his identity from “the little transparent who can be deceived by Jianzong people” to “elder Lingyu’s precious apprentice” in just a feverish drowsiness.

After Su Mingxiu realized that the conditions she ordered to go down to improve the sleep were only done better, not cut corners, she let the rumors go.

The system said that it had something to say: “If you knew this earlier, why did you resist so much when you did the task?”

It knows that facing such a face, Su Mingxiu will not bear it, as long as she can’t watch her return to sleep and suffer, she will definitely have the idea of protecting the other party.

The more guilt and good Su Mingxiu feels towards Guimian, the better it will be for the completion of the final mission. The system thought with a small calculation, as long as Su Mingxiu felt guilty for her actions in the future, how could Su Mingxiu fool the heroine into falling in love with her during those 90 days?

Taking the system’s words as a deaf ear, Su Mingxiu walked to the bed with the medicine that was boiled and delivered from Baicaotang.

This “non-staining house” is not big at all. Compared with the cave house opened up by the original owner for cultivation, this place is at most a small bamboo house, which is reserved for another person in memory.

Afterwards, the one in Xuanbing was injured. Elder Lingyu spent all his time either cultivating and recuperating, or going out to find treasures for his sweetheart. In addition, Lingyu Mountain has no visitors all the year round. Let alone take care of this bamboo house.

The eight disciples who were recruited later also upheld the heart of reverence for the original master and did not dare to arbitrarily move the bamboo house. Whether it is winter or summer, they rely on practice to keep themselves warm and cold.

Until now, it is rare to have a trace of warmth on the peaks that do not melt all year round.

Su Mingxiu glanced at the constant temperature array arranged in the corner, and saw that the sheets and bedding that covered Guimian’s body and under him were all made of high-quality satin. Finally, the sight fell on a tattered patch on her cuff, and it took a long time to look away.

The medicine bowl in her hand is only warm, but the little girl covered with the quilt has not regained consciousness and is still sleeping. Her little face just makes people feel pitiful.

Su Mingxiu put the bowl beside him, raised his hand to gather the medicinal liquid, used his spiritual power to induce a brown mist, and walked towards the sleeping face.

Waiting for half a drop of the medicine in the bowl, Su Mingxiu put the back of her hand on the other’s forehead, feeling that the temperature had dropped a little, and was about to get up and go out, but the little girl lying on the bed seemed to have already After regaining consciousness, the tightly covered hands and feet kicked up.

The brand new quilt slid down to the ground, revealing the grey ink vestment that had originally covered her.

The long-sleeved robe is wrapped around the child, which can cover her body more than enough. Only a blushing head was exposed, and on the translucent gauze, those wildly scribbled ink marks were interlaced, as if using ink as a chain, tightly encircling the other party.

Su Mingxiu blinked lightly, stepped forward, leaned over to pick up the quilt, and re-tucked her.

The outside is icy white, the bamboo walls inside the house also faded early, the light-colored long quilt and plain white wrists. For a time, there was only a red thread around Su Mingxiu’s wrist, which was extremely dazzling.

The black eye pupils reflected the intertwined red lines, Su Mingxiu looked along the red lines, only to see the soft quilt, she looked back again and stood there. for a while.

When the sky is bright.

Guimian rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed, thinking he was still at the bottom of the mountain at first. It wasn’t until I looked out of the courtyard and saw the ice ridges hanging down outside the house that I realized later that the only place where snow still fell in April in the southern world was Lingyu Mountain.

She looked at the quilt on her body suspiciously, and before she could tell why the fabric was not dyed, she saw a light robe sliding down the quilt.

She knows this one!

It is the master!

Guimian immediately found the backbone, hugged the shirt and went to the ground, ran towards the outside, who knew that before he went out, he almost ran into someone, his shoulders were supported, and someone came His voice fell from above his head: “Where to?”

She raised her head, saw Su Mingxiu, smiled immediately, and handed over the clothes in her arms: “Master, your clothes are with me.”

Su Mingxiu was still holding the medicine bowl in one hand. Seeing this, she took back the robe and robe with the other hand and handed the medicine bowl away: “Drink it while it’s hot.”

…what?”

“Medicine to cure disease,” Su Mingxiu guessed from the original owner’s memory alone that no one cared about the child, and he didn’t know whether he was sick or not. One more explanation, “You fainted just after going up the mountain because of illness.”

The little girl recited two words of ‘sick” along with it, and seemed to understand it, she picked up the bowl again, frowned and took a sip.

It was rare to see such a vivid expression on her face, Su Mingxiu raised her brows and asked her, “Is it bitter?”

Guimian nodded, she knew it was hard, because she was fed some messy stuff by the brothers in Jianzong’s pantry, but it was Sister Qiongying who stood up to stop it and told her What tastes can be eaten and what can’t.

Bitter, it won’t work.

Thinking of this, she quietly raised her eyes to look at Su Mingxiu, and there was a rare entanglement on her face.

, and now it is attached to her skin, which is extraordinarily strange.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to make a gesture, she caught a glimpse of Guimian’s face, so she asked aloud, “What?”

“Senior sister said that the bitterness can’t be eaten; the master also said that the bitterness is the medicine to cure…” The child almost wrote the tangle on his face, but before Su Mingxiu could answer, she And he came to the conclusion on his own: “It is only when you are sick that you endure hardship, right?”

Su Mingxiu’s action of choking the wind was slowed for a second, her brows widened for a while, and she replied helplessly: “Right.”

Guimian learned new knowledge, and this time he didn’t frown again, and simply drank the bowl of medicine neatly.

Seeing her expression for a while, Su Mingxiu didn’t find any clues. She wanted to take out the candied fruit that the disciples of Baicaotang sent along with the medicine from her sleeve, but now she gave up the idea. .

She turned around and stepped into the wind and snow outside the door, leaving only a faint sentence: “Recover well.”

No trace can be found.

It is night.

Su Mingxiu did not practice cultivation, but sat by the icy lake and dipped his feet in the cold water, but he did not feel unbearable. This glacial lake on Lingyu Mountain was originally found by the original owner. The spirit pond that came to heal the old wound of Tianlei was transformed by the coldness full of spiritual energy, which was able to calm down the thunder-like pain in her meridians.

Guimian just brought today’s medicine from the disciples of Baicaotang, and it should have healed after drinking it. When passing here, I saw the figure as pine and bamboo sitting by the ice lake, dark in color The hair fell like a waterfall, and the rich ink marks on the blouse, against the background of the black and dazzling hair, were actually a little dim.

Guimian, holding a medicine bowl, stopped in place for no reason, looking at the scene in front of him, stared at it for a while and couldn’t help thinking:

What am I doing here?

She didn’t understand, she simply greeted Su Mingxiu, and after the person who turned her back gave a faint “um”, she took the medicine bowl and walked to Buranju again, but when she saw Su Behind Mingxiu’s face, she saw that she was immersed in Hantan’s legs again, with a particularly conspicuous greenery.

This is the only green color in the vast snow field on Lingyu Mountain.

Guimian’s eyes widened, “What kind of species is the master?”

Su Mingxiu opened her eyes and looked at the lotus flower beside her knees, which had been soaked in the spirit pond for a long time, but now it has only produced a green leaf, with long eyelashes, she replied casually: ” litter thing.”

In fact, when Guimian was practicing swordsmanship at Wendao Terrace, he accidentally heard the surrounding disciples chatting, saying that there is a special spiritual spring on Lingyu Mountain, and only those with high cultivation can benefit from it. Those with a low cultivation base fall into it, and their spiritual powers cannot function as well, and they are easily frozen into icicles.

Seeing the little green seedling next to Su Mingxiu, Guimian quickly understands that 80% of it is also a spiritual plant.

All spiritual plants need a place full of spiritual energy to nourish them.

Although Guimian didn’t know what the master planted this for, but the book said that there was something for the disciple to do it, she stared at the green leaf in the lake thoughtfully, and she was worried. .

“What are you doing?”

The next morning.

Su Mingxiu spent a night reading the ancient books in the cave dwelling, studying the situation of Guimian’s “incapacity of spiritual knowledge and incomprehension of seven emotions and six desires”, and was thinking of coming out to see her, when she saw the little girl squatting Beside the spiritual pond that I soaked in last night, the bowl in my hand was pouring the brown liquid medicine down—

Sprinkling all over the delicate lotus leaf.

If she hadn’t known that her disciple was in a special situation, Su Mingxiu would have labeled her like a child and picked her up and beat her up.

The little girl who was discovered by her really shrank her neck.

Su Mingxiu glanced at the medicine bowl in her hand, and knew that her illness had long since recovered. This is because Elder Tian Nanxing saw that she was very caring for her apprentice, and specially prepared it for Guimian to strengthen her body. Physically, but she didn’t explain this to the little apprentice.

At the moment, she stood on the other side of the ice lake, the corners of her lips moved rarely, giving the illusion of softness, and asked aloud: “Don’t you want to drink?”

If someone who is familiar with her is here, they will be able to tell that her appearance is a precursor to anger.

Although Guimian didn’t know her mood changes, she was born with an intuition about danger, she quickly shook her head and looked at her with round deer eyes, “No, no, Master, I… I’m here save it.”

She pointed at the small lotus leaf by the pool under her feet very seriously.

Su Mingxiu’s momentum dissipated without wind, she took a few steps forward, her boots stepped on the ice, and she walked with her movement, the ice lake that had been frozen overnight melted again , a circle of ripples opened on the sole of her boots.

“Oh?”

Guimian seemed to have never thought about the consequences of his words being treated as a joke, and said to Su Mingxiu with a serious attitude: “Disciple…I want to help Master water this spiritual plant when I get up early. I watered it, but as soon as I got close, the small half of it turned yellow and rolled up. I thought it was sick, so I wanted to give it medicine to save it.”

As Su Mingxiu approached, she saw the lotus leaf. Aside from the traces of dripping brown liquid medicine, a small half of it is indeed withered.

But the lotus leaf didn’t move.

Or Guimian called her carefully: “Master?”

Su Mingxiu raised her eyes and looked at her. She did not pursue the matter of her withering the lotus leaves, and regained her calm expression, “Lingzhi is different from people, your medicine is ineffective against it, From now on, you must drink all the medicines sent by Baicaotang.”

The little girl blinked and responded with an “oh”.

At this moment, the system suddenly popped up again: “Please help the heroine improve her strength as soon as possible! Let her build a foundation within three months! Failure penalty: The pain in the muscles and veins increased tenfold during cultivation, for a month.”

Then, intentionally or unintentionally, the system added: “Friendly suggestion, life and death is the easiest way to improve the heroine’s strength. For example, in a village and town hundreds of miles away, there is a middle-stage foundation building. The demons are in chaos.”

Su Mingxiu listened to the content of the task without changing his face, and when the system finished speaking, he asked it:

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System: “That’s not what you should know.”

[Oh. 】

So, in front of the system, Su Mingxiu stretched out her left hand, clasped her bowl and threw it to the side while Guimian finished the last sip of the medicine in the Jasper medicine bowl. Holding her by the back collar, he lifted up the man with bulging cheeks—

The rich spiritual energy was released from her body, the frozen lake under her feet melted completely, and a cold white mist of spiritual energy emerged, entwining from the edge of her robe.

“Running the power.”

Su Mingxiu reminded lightly.

Guimian hurriedly swallowed the medicine in her mouth, running her spiritual power obediently. But soon, she was enveloped in the mist in the spirit pond, and water droplets were condensed on her eyelashes and skin. It was obvious that she had not yet fallen into the pond, but she seemed to have been soaked thoroughly. The new clothes were all soaked wet.

This situation does not seem to be about to be thrown into the water, but to be just picked up by Su Mingxiu.

The concentration of spiritual power is too high, the little apprentice only felt that she was struggling to breathe, her cheeks quickly became red, and her eyes became blurred, only instinct still followed Su Mingxiu’s previous , Zhou Tian, who worked hard to run his spiritual power.

Su Mingxiu said she couldn’t teach her better mental and spiritual operation.

After thinking about it, she leaned against the pool and sat down, transformed the lotus leaf into a larger piece, and placed the sleepless night in this spiritual mist across the pool water, just as she was about to break people off In the past, he turned his back to himself, and then reached out his hand. Suddenly, the other party stretched his neck and opened his mouth to bite.

“Huh?” She looked down at the person who was weak and lying on the green lotus leaf. The clothes were soaked, revealing the slender body lines. The exposed skin was extremely pale due to the lack of nutrition all the year round. Dazzling, but now this person is still biting her finger with his mouth open.

The fingertips were wrapped in warm softness, Su Mingxiu couldn’t help it, and whispered: “Relax!”

The consciousness of returning to sleep was a little chaotic, and she stared at her hazy for a long time before she remembered something, let go of the strength of biting her fingertips, and whispered in a low voice: “After drinking, a drop There’s nothing left.”

Su Mingxiu: “??”

She couldn’t help but glared at the little apprentice, she wanted to laugh in anger, and was about to ask the little girl if she knew what she was talking about, and suddenly she realized something.

Next.

Su Mingxiu raised the fingertips bitten by the little apprentice with a complicated expression and placed it near the end of her nose. Sure enough, a scent of elixir that was about to disappear still remained on it.

…Did it get stained when you removed the bowl for the other party just now?

She dipped the traces on her fingertips into the pool, raised her other hand, and wanted to sit up on the lotus leaf with Guimian. Like noodles, it swayed back and forth on the lotus leaf, and fell softly back into her arms.

The wet clothes were pressed against her vestments.

Just a mouthful.

It was the faint medicinal fragrance again.

The traces are thoroughly washed away.