C87 (1/2)

Qiao Liangjin took a deep breath, pointed at the sky and roared: ”Old man, aren't you tired?!”

The sound was extremely sharp, as if it was going to cut through the sky and pierce through the entire House of Generals.

Back in his room, Yu Sheng and the Spirit Swirl had already returned to their respective forms, seemingly cultivating. Qiao Lianjin calmly cut his own wrist, and dripped his blood onto the corner of Yu Sheng's lips, transforming into a silver fox. He constantly licked the area around his lips, licking all of Qiao Liangjin's blood.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes. His originally black pupils had turned a faint golden color. It was only for a moment, but that golden color had disappeared without a trace.

When she saw the mutation in the pupil, Qiao Liangjin was pleasantly surprised, but she did not intend to disturb his cultivation. She applied ointment to the wound, and after stopping the bleeding, she wrapped herself in a handkerchief, walked to the desk, and removed the cloth. In front of him was a portrait of a man dressed in red.

Qiao Liangjin felt that she had gone mad. Why did she need to draw a clean picture? She turned around and looked at Bai Wu who was playing the zither behind him, and decided to give the painting to Bai Wu Chen.

Qiao Liangjin had always done whatever she wanted. She immediately kept the painting and walked to the door. She called Kuan and said: ”Accompany me to the chrysanthemum palace.”

Ah Kuan's eyebrows twitched as he looked at Qiao Liangjin.

Qiao Liangjin patted his shoulder and said with a smile, ”Don't worry, I won't betray you.”

Ah Kuan seemed to finally relax and smiled, ”Alright.”

Qiao Liangjin suddenly felt a little defeated. She rubbed the tip of her nose and asked, ”Why don't you trust your master that much?”

Ah Kuan just smiled and did not answer.

When they arrived at the chrysanthemum restaurant, An Ge wasn't there. Qiao Liangjin went straight up to the second floor and rushed to Bai Wu Chen's door. Just as she was about to open the door, she heard two voices coming from inside.

”We should go.” An unfamiliar voice.

”It's not time yet, someone is coming. Stop talking.” This was the voice of Bai Wuchen.

Go? Where to? Was Bai Wu leaving? Qiao Liangjin suddenly felt a strange sense of loss in her heart. However, she pulled herself together and thought, this is also good. After all, this is not a long term place.

Having been friends with Bai Wu for so long, didn't she want him to live better?

She coughed lightly. This time, she knocked on the door politely.

Bai Wu opened the door, seemingly not surprised at all that the one standing outside was Qiao Liangjin.

Qiao Liangjin raised his head and looked at Bai Wuwen's pale face. She shook her head and frowned, ”Did you not eat your medicine properly? ”Why does your skin still look so bad?”

With that, he looked over Bai Wu Chen's shoulder into the room, but there was no one there. It was as if Bai Wu Chen had never spoken to anyone before.

”Why are you here with such a heavy snow?” Bai Wuya moved to the side and gave up his spot.

Qiao Liangjin entered the room. The temperature inside the room was very suitable. It seemed like An Ge was still taking care of him with all his heart.

She passed the scroll in her hand to Bai Wu, saying, ”This is for you. I don't have anything to do, just drawing it for fun.”

With a shallow smile, Bai Wuqing opened the painting and stared at himself, stunned.

Her paintings were so mesmerizing that they vividly depicted her melancholy.

Qiao Liangjin stood quietly on the spot, as if she was waiting for Bai Wu Chen's comments.

Bai Wuqing put away the painting and smiled, ”Thank you, Miss Qiao. The painting is very spiritual and I like it very much.”

Qiao Liangjin was slightly disappointed as she looked at Bai Wuyi's still unmoving eyes. She waved her hand and sat down on a chair. She smiled and said, ”It's been a long time since I've come to see you. I've been thinking about your health. I didn't expect it to be like this.”

The corner of Bai Wu's mouth curled up as he shook his head and sighed softly, ”It was originally an illness brought about in the womb. Bai Wu was fortunate to be able to survive until now, and to be able to get to know Miss Qiao in his lifetime is also a fortunate thing.”

Hearing this, Qiao Liangjin felt a little upset in her heart. She didn't know why, but she had the feeling that every time she chatted with her, she would say goodbye to her, as if she and her might never see each other again.

Qiao Liangjin coughed lightly and asked: ”Bai Wu, do you want to leave?”

Bai Wu who was pouring the tea suddenly paused, and then continued to pour the tea, his voice still as flat and unremarkable as before: ”Miss Qiao is not bad to Bai, Bai Wu still has no intention of leaving for the time being.”

Qiao Liangjin sighed lightly and moved her eyes away from Bai Wu's snow-white hands. She said, ”You have to have your own life after all.”

Bai Wuqing passed the teacup in his hands to Qiao Lianjin and smiled. He did not reply but lifted the cloth off the table, revealing his green calyx.