Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

Even the first two times when Ji Qingzhou got injured, if it were other cultivators, they could have healed her wounds by casting a simple healing spell, but he could only use costly medicine to heal her wounds.

Ji Qingzhou didn’t know the secret buried in it. She was as delighted to receive this talisman as she was when she had received the conch given to her by Yu Sukong.

She squeezed the talisman tightly and expressed her gratitude, “Thank you, Xiao Yu-shixiong.”

Ji Qingzhou lowered her head and opened a corner of her small purse. She was going to put the talisman Shen Rongyu gave her to the half where she kept her valuables.

As a result, as soon as she opened her small purse, Shen Rongyu, who was half leaning on the bamboo platform, stared fixedly at the opening of the purse under Ji Qingzhou’s slender fingers.

From the independent space in the purse, there were powerful magic power fluctuations, surging like a tidal wave.

There’s something unusual in Ji Qingzhou’s purse, Shen Rongyu thought.

He opened his lips, but closed them again. He didn’t want to ask her what was in her purse. This question was ridiculous.

Ji Qingzhou kept the talisman inside, then took out an Ice Spirit Fruit from the space on the other corner, excused herself, and went to feed Youyou.

Youyou seemed to have gained a lot of weight again in recent days. His body seemed to have grown like a balloon, and it would one day be the size of Bing Shuang.

Ji Qingzhou rubbed his head again and again, and took out the Ice Spirit Fruit from her purse.

But Youyou craved for more. He quickly finished the Ice Spirit Fruit in Ji Qingzhou’s hand, and then buried his head into Ji Qingzhou’s small purse, using his claws to dig out one hidden inside.

Shen Rongyu watched Ji Qingzhou feed Youyou. She half-squatted on the ground, gently pulled Youyou’s body, but couldn’t bear to forcefully shoo the naughty little guy away.

Youyou’s front paws were digging around in the small purse, but he was digging in the wrong corner and accidentally put his paws on the other half.

You could say that he was worthy of being a spirit beast bought by Shen Rongyu. His destructive power was amazing. His claws actually pulled out the conch that Ji Qingzhou placed on the other side of the small purse.

The delicate conch fell to the ground, and the power of the moonlight filled the small yard like waves. This magic treasure was so powerful that even its vital energy felt immensely oppressive.

Shen Rongyu felt the oppressive pressure. His thumb pressed on the hilt of his sword, but he did not get up, and the ice in the depth of his eyes grew colder and colder.

“Zhouzhou, you dropped something,” he reminded Ji Qingzhou. His voice, however, was not as calm and soft as usual.

How could Ji Qingzhou notice the change in Shen Rongyu’s mood? She picked up the conch from the ground and gently patted Youyou again and again as a punishment.

Shen Rongyu asked, “What is this?”

“It’s the protective magic treasure that Master Yu gave me, but it can only be used once,” Ji Qingzhou replied, wiping the dust on the conch with her sleeve.

The clothes she was wearing today was one of the sets that Shen Rongyu bought for her at the market that day. The baby blue dress set off her beauty as clear and gentle as water. At the cuffs, pleats that bloomed like flowers.

And yet now… she used the sleeve of her dress to wipe the conch that Yu Sukong gave her.

Ji Qingzhou has always defied trivial conventions. Since she discovered that the cultivator dresses didn’t get dusty, she sometimes used the sleeves to casually wipe dust. It wouldn’t get dirty anyway.

This was her usual practice, but Shen Rongyu had never noticed it before. However, today she was doing it right in front of him.

Shen Rongyu stared at her, his eyes deep, like a cold cave on glaciers. He thought of the talisman he had given to Ji Qingzhou moments earlier.

That talisman, of course, fell behind the conch — It couldn’t even put out protective magic.

Shen Rongyu fell silent, but his eyes stuck on Ji Qingzhou did not move away.

Ji Qingzhou still didn’t notice his strange emotions. After she finished feeding Youyou, she picked him up, turned around and asked Shen Rongyu, “Xiao Yu-shixiong, are we going to cultivate?”

Shen Rongyu narrowed his eyes, not wanting to reveal his emotions that struck him out of nowhere. He nodded in confirmation without making a sound.

Ji Qingzhou put Youyou down again, and walked towards him step by step. It was autumn, and it was the dry season. The stream that had never crossed the surface of the bridge had sunk. Her feet stepped on the dry bamboo board and made a “creak”.

She stood in front of Shen Rongyu, waiting for him to reach out to her and hold her wrist.

Shen Rongyu was a little annoyed again. He turned his face to the side, revealing his exquisite profile. “Let’s not cultivate today.”

Ji Qingzhou was good-tempered, and she usually bowed to whatever Shen Rongyu said. She nodded and replied in a whisper, “Okay.”

Shen Rongyu knew that she would answer like this. His fingers tapped the hilt of Burial Snow Sword repeatedly and only stared at Ji Qingzhou, but he did not speak.

Ji Qingzhou was startled. She finally felt that something was wrong, but she couldn’t figure it out.

Perhaps she had angered Shen Rongyu somewhere, so she began to apologize again, “I’m sorry, Xiao Yu-shixiong.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around, intending to leave and no longer stay by his side, lest he should be uncomfortable at the sight of her again.

She turned around, and her skirt swirled. But as soon as her toes stepped on the bamboo bridge, he grabbed her wrist.

Her body flew, and she was dragged into his arms.

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Afterword:

Shen Rongyu: I’m jealous.

Ji Qingzhou: I’m sorry.