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Chapter 96 Passionate but seems always ruthless, but I feel like I can't laugh 14

Chapter 96 Passionate but always ruthless, I feel like I can’t laugh (14)

The snow outside has not stopped, like catkins, and the wind is biting, but he has spiritual energy to protect his body and does not feel the cold.

Arriving at Zinc Qing Hall, Rong Hua didn't even have time to wipe the snow off his body, so he knocked on the door eagerly and asked, "Master, can I come in?"

The door opened automatically, and Rong Hua couldn't help but curl his lips.

Among the layers of white sara tents, Rong Hua could capture the white figure in an instant.

The white figure walked out from the right, with a cold look on his face.

Rong Hua knew that his master couldn't see him, but he still couldn't help but smile, not as gloomy as before.

"Master, I made soup for you with my own hands, try it!"

He held the porcelain bowl with one hand, and pulled Shen Yue's clothes with the other hand to make her sit on the stone bench, his movements a little eager.

Shen Yue just let him helplessly and reached out to take the porcelain bowl. The warm temperature spread to the palm of her hand, and the steam was still coming out, along with the alluring aroma.

Shen Yue took a small bite, and the taste was surprisingly good. She had not eaten for a long time, and she had hardly eaten since going off the grain.

Now that I taste it, I feel a little confused.

"Master, does it taste okay?" The man asked cautiously in his ear.

Shen Yue's heart softened, "Very good."

The people around him were obviously excited, and his eyes narrowed in pleasure, showing the sunny and naive look he should have at his age.

"As long as Master likes it, I'll cook it for Master every day from now on, okay?"

Rong Hua couldn't help but grasp the corner of his clothes tightly.

Shen Yue said disapprovingly, "Practice well and don't waste your time here."

Rong Hua coquettishly tugged at the corner of her clothes and said in a low voice: "My qualifications are poor and I can't make Master proud. I can only make some food. Although I know Master doesn't need it, at least it can make me feel good." You are still useful."

His tone was not depressed, and he even had a little smile.

Shen Yue stirred the soup in the porcelain bowl, took a sip in silence, and suddenly asked softly: "Hua'er, do you want to become stronger?"

Rong Hua was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Master said this, who doesn't want to become stronger, who wants to be a waste?"

He gently caressed the immortal's clean and pure white clothes with his fingertips, his expression unpredictable.

After drinking every drop of the soup, Shen Yue put down the porcelain bowl and patted the back of his hand gently.

"You are not useless." Shen Yue's tone was serious and firm.

Of course, Shen Yue's words were not a joke. After all, he would disturb the world of immortality in the future, and he would be an awesome villain.

Rong Hua looked at Shen Yue's snow-white and delicate profile, and his whole body felt warm. His eyes were filled with admiration and admiration.

It was dark at night, but Zinc Qing Palace was still brightly lit.

Yin Jing came out of Rong Hua's bedroom, holding several story books in her hand. She flipped through a few pages casually, and when she looked up inadvertently she saw the white figure, her originally casual expression changed.

"Immortal Master..."

The immortal in white pursed his pale lips, his brows were cold, and he nodded coldly in response to her.

"Master Immortal, are you looking for Ah Hua?" Yin Jing asked in a low voice.

Shen Yue nodded in response to her.

She smiled softly, "Ah Hua has already fallen asleep. How about the immortal master come over tomorrow? Ah Hua's sleep quality has not been very good. If the immortal master wakes him up, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ah Hua to fall asleep again." "

The girl spoke as if she was very familiar and intimate with Rong Hua, but Shen Yue seemed like an outsider.

Shen Yue didn't speak and thought for a while. She was going out at dawn and probably wouldn't be able to come back for a long time. If she didn't tell Rong Hua, she might lose her temper again.

"When did he sleep?" The immortal's voice was cold, with a condescending attitude.

Yin Jing bit her delicate lips and asked innocently: "Master Xian... is there anything we can't talk about tomorrow? Ah Hua is asleep. As his master, can you think of him?"

This girl's voice was sweet and soft when she lowered her voice, as if she was coquettish, but her words were not very friendly.

Growing up, only one person dared to talk to her like this.

Of course, Shen Yue wouldn't care either. She was indifferent and arrogant and never bothered to argue with these people.

Her expression didn't change, she ignored Yin Jing, turned around and left.

Yin Jing looked at her slender bamboo-like back, tilted her head slightly, and didn't prepare to leave until she disappeared around the corner.

Before I had even taken two steps, the door next to me that had been quiet until now opened.

She paused, turned around slowly, and saw a black shadow printed on the white jade porcelain.

Immediately afterwards, a tall man's figure walked out. He was only wearing his inner clothes and a black robe. When he saw Yin Jing, his face froze.

Yin Jing smiled and said, "Why are you awake?"

Rong Hua first observed the surroundings, then lowered his eyelashes, "I seemed to hear Master's voice."

He was a little disappointed, his chest was tight, and he seemed to be unable to take a breath.

"You heard me wrong, go to bed early," she said with a gentle face.

Rong Hua frowned, his eyes fell on the storybook, his eyes were slightly cold, "Didn't I tell you that I don't like others to enter my room at will?"

Yin Jing's expression froze and she looked at a loss: "I just can't sleep. I want to find some story books to read. You went to bed early again, so I can't disturb you."

Seeing her like this, Rong Hua didn't say anything, but his expression was not good. He stared at the storybook in his hand with a dull look on his face, "Give me back the things."

Yin Jing was also a little dissatisfied after hearing this. She didn't understand why Rong Hua was so angry and wanted to go back so eagerly because it was just a storybook, as if she was afraid that she would get dirty. She didn't know why she thought it was some kind of treasure.

Yin Jing threw the book into the man's arms expressionlessly, snorted, turned around and left.

After taking two steps, Yin Jing originally thought that Rong Hua would say a few soft words, but she didn't expect him to stop even if he tried to stop her. Yin Jing gritted her teeth and turned around to look, and saw that the man seemed to be holding some treasure, extremely sharp. The shadowy brows and eyes were gentle and warm that she had never seen before.

She couldn't understand why these ordinary picture books were so valuable. Seeing that Rong Hua ignored her, she left in a tantrum.

Rong Hua simply ignored Yin Jing who left. He gently rubbed the book cover with his fingertips. He turned around without saying a word and closed the door.

When Rong Hua made soup as usual and went to the master's bedroom, there was no one there.

He called out to Master, but no one responded, which made him feel strange.

Usually the master is practicing at this time, but now...

Rong Hua searched all the places where his master usually stayed, but could not find anyone.

Finally, he returned to his master's dormitory, and the soup in his hand was already cold.

(End of chapter)

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