After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 252 Xueyao

Xu Hanyi's face darkened, his tone filled with impatience and anger, and he said sternly, "What does it have to do with you whether he's okay or not?"

She stared at Qingshu with her eyes, and the aura around her suddenly became cold, as if she would explode in the next second because of this topic.

"Of course it's my business. I'm his legally married wife. What are you to her?"

Qingshu had a faint smile on her lips, fiddling with the corner of her clothes lazily, and looked at Xu Hanyi provocatively.

"Wife? Chuan'er has always been by my side, why have I never heard him mention you?" Xu Hanyi sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Just because you didn't mention it doesn't mean she's not my sister? But you keep saying you're Qin Lang's master. If I'm guessing correctly, you should have become my sister, right?"

Qingshu looked calm, gently stroked her temples and said leisurely.

"..."

"I don't need sisters, and Chuan'er doesn't need you either." Xu Hanyi's face turned cold and his tone was as cold as ice.

A sly smile appeared on Qing Shu's lips, her eyes sharp as needles. "Let's not talk about whether Qin Lang needs me or not for now. You said you don't need sisters, but as far as I know, your eldest disciple Jiang Wanying is alive and well now. Why didn't you kill her? Instead, you came to me to help her?"

She leaned forward slightly, as if she wanted to tear off Xu Hanyi's disguise, her words full of sarcasm and provocation.

"..."

Xu Hanyi was silent for a moment, and the aura around her suddenly condensed. The next second, with a "clang" sound, she summoned out the long sword neatly.

A sword cultivator talks sense? Then what's the point of having a sword?

"Go out and fight."

Qingshu curled up the corner of her mouth in a sneer, stood up lazily, moved lightly to the door, reached out to push the door open, and made a gesture of invitation sideways.

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Baiyun Holy Land.

"Isn't this Lin Chuan from the Qingluan Holy Land? Why is he here?"

"I don't know, but he's quite good-looking. I heard he even won first place in the Holy Land Competition."

"No way? He's so powerful that even our Saint can't defeat him?"

"..."

The female disciples gathered in a group, talking to each other. Some stood on tiptoe to get a better look, while others whispered to each other, their eyes wandering to Lin Chuan from time to time.

Firstly, it was because of his status as the first place winner in the Holy Land Competition, and secondly, Baiyun Holy Land had always only recruited female disciples, and very few male cultivators had set foot here. Lin Chuan's arrival was undoubtedly like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

A female disciple in a light pink silk dress, with hurried but dignified steps, trotted up to the woman in white who was leading Lin Chuan and the other two.

She panted slightly, raised her hand to tidy up her hair, and said respectfully yet anxiously, "Senior Sister Su Huan, the Saint Lady has instructed you to take these two guests to her bedroom immediately."

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Lin Chuan and Jiang Wanying, his eyes full of curiosity.

When Su Huan heard this, he was slightly startled at first, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Chuan, with an elusive meaning flashing in his eyes.

"I see."

After saying that, Su Huan turned slightly to signal Lin Chuan and the others to follow. When he turned around, his sleeves fluttered slightly, bringing up a faint breeze.

Inside the bedroom, the incense curled up and the candlelight flickered.

Bai Zhi was wearing a black gauze dress with intricate and delicate silver thread patterns embroidered on the sleeves. As she moved, the dress shimmered like a flowing galaxy.

She sat upright in front of the bronze mirror, gently pinched the rouge with her slender fingers, and slowly smudged it on her lips. Then she pursed her lips and looked at her gorgeous yet cold face in the mirror, a hint of expectation and nervousness flashed in her eyes.

"Lady Saint, the person has been brought here."

Outside the door, Su Huan's voice sounded clear, respectful and steady.

As the voice fell, the palace door rang softly, and a soft light overflowed from the bedroom. Lin Chuan subconsciously raised his eyes and instantly met those familiar lavender eyes.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

……

Siqin Building.

Xu Hanyi's hair was disheveled, with a few strands hanging loosely beside his cheeks. His usual gentleness was completely gone. At this moment, his eyes were as cold as ice knives as he shot at Qingshu, whose mouth was bleeding.

"What?" Qing Shu raised her head. Although blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, her voice was still somewhat provocative. "Are you afraid of killing me? Qin Lang hates you?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on her pale face, and her eyes stared straight at Xu Hanyi, as if she wanted to see through the other's thoughts.

"..."

Xu Hanyi's face darkened, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he said coldly: "I'll return your things to you."

After saying this, she raised her hand and took out a bronze mirror from the storage space. The bronze mirror was simple and elegant, and the mirror surface was faintly glowing.

Qing Shu stared at the bronze mirror, but didn't reach out to take it. Instead, she sneered and said slowly, "Have you ever looked in it? Have you ever dreamed of anything?"

There was a strange allure in her voice, and her eyes narrowed slightly as she stared at Xu Hanyi, as if she wanted to find the answer to some secret question from his face.

"..."

"No."

Xu Hanyi was slightly startled, his eyes subconsciously dodging for a moment, then he turned his head to the side and responded coldly.

"You know," her gaze pierced Xu Hanyi like needles, and she spoke word by word, "Qin Lang also had a master in his previous life who looked a lot like you."

After saying that, he stared at Xu Hanyi, as if trying to find even a hint of panic on her face.

Xu Hanyi's expression froze, but he remained calm on the surface. He scoffed and said, "There are so many people who look alike in the world. What does it have to do with me?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly, with disdain in her eyes, trying to use this feigned indifference to cover up the slight ripples in her heart. However, her slightly trembling fingertips revealed her inner restlessness.

"It's okay. You're not going to kill me anyway. Just treat it as a story."

Qingshu staggered but forced herself to walk to the side and sit down. Her eyes were blurred, as if she was lost in distant memories.

"Qin Lang and I have known each other for a long time. At that time, my physical condition was affected and I didn't have many years to live. Qin Lang took me to seek medical treatment everywhere."

"Later, he joined the Zhan Sect and became a disciple of Sect Master Xue Yao. And I, naturally, followed him to the Zhan Sect."

"After joining the Zhan Sect, I was very grateful to Master Qin Lang at first. After all, she was willing to give me a place to stay."

"But as time went by, I found that the way she looked at Qin Lang became more and more wrong. This look was just like the way I looked at Qin Lang."

"I once asked her privately if she liked Qin Lang."

"What did she say?"

Xu Hanyi's curiosity was finally aroused. She slowly sat down next to Qingshu, deliberately keeping a subtle distance.

"She told me not to think too much about it. She and Qin Lang just have an ordinary master-disciple relationship." Qing Shu sneered, her eyes full of disdain.

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