Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 31
Feng Qianqian gave Ning Zhao a vicious look, so that if you continue to sarcasm each other, you don't know when it will be the end.

Considering that Ning Zhao was still injured and needed to rest, she turned to Chu Yu and said, "Chu Yu, take your senior sister back to Xiaozhufeng, and don't let her take up space in my pharmacy."

Chu Yu hummed, but there was some reluctance on her face.

Ning Zhao knew that Chu Yu hadn't built a foundation yet, so naturally he wouldn't ask him to fly with his sword, not to mention that she hadn't taught Chu Yu this trick yet!

She could feel the spiritual power gradually increasing in her body, and it should be no problem for Xindao Yujian to fly.

"Brother, help me up."

Chu Yu stepped forward as he said, and obediently helped Ning Zhao up.

Feng Qianqian stood by the bookshelf by herself and read the medical book in her hand. She didn't raise her head until the figures of Ning Zhao and Chu Yu disappeared in the pharmacy.

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As soon as Ning Zhaofu took out the Jiuqing sword, he saw the sword spirit Jiuqing emerge from the sword body with a whimper, staring at her with big eyes.

Jiuqing hurried over, as if he wanted to whisper something, "Let me tell you, the sword spirit in your brother's sword is an old fellow!"

"He said that he knew my sister Taiqing, but Taiqing accompanied her to the heaven decades ago. Moreover, Taiqing has been in retreat for the past few years, and the last time she appeared in this world was hundreds of years ago. If that The guy really knows too well, it must have happened hundreds of years ago."

While speaking, Jiuqing's little brain was running fast, and he looked at the storage bag on Chu Yu's waist in disbelief.

"Could it be...Could it be that guy is also an ancient sword spirit..."

It just so happened that Chu Yu said something, "Senior Sister, Master said he is on his way."

Ning Zhao took advantage of the situation and hummed, responding not only to Jiuqing, but also to Chu Yu.

When the two of them stepped on the sword, Jiuqing was still a little bit repelled.

"Hey, hey, I'm Jiuqing, the mighty sword spirit. Isn't it impolite to be trampled on by a little doll in the Qi refining stage like your junior brother?"

"You're going back to Xiaozhufeng later, you must remember to give me a good scrub!"

"No! You have to scrub three times!"

Ning Zhao had no choice but to manipulate Jiuqing to fly to Xiaozhufeng faster.

Within half a cup of tea time, the two arrived at Xiaozhu Peak.

After Chu Yu helped Ning Zhao back to the room, he also went back to the room by himself.

Ning Zhao saw that his lips parted as if he wanted to say something, and after a moment of hesitation, he went straight out of the room.

"Ning Zhao, Ning Zhao, you agreed to scrub the blade for me?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, the thought of you two brats stepping on my sword makes me feel sick all over."

"I don't know how those sword spirits can stand it."

Ning Zhao really didn't want to listen to Jiuqing's rambling, so he waved his hand and performed two dust-removing formulas on Jiuqing's sword.It wasn't until the sword was so bright that it could look in a mirror that Jiuqing happily said, "That's how it should be!"

Tuk tuk, I don't know who is knocking on the door.

Ning Zhao stepped forward and opened the small wooden door, and there was a kind face outside the door.

Venerable Linghui's robe was a little messy, and he seemed to have come back in a hurry.

"Xiao Zhao, what's the matter?"

"I brought you all kinds of elixirs, you can see for yourself what to eat."

Ning Zhao obediently took the storage bag from Venerable Linghui, "I'm fine, Master."

Venerable Linghui frowned slightly again, and there was a bit of sternness in his tone that he didn't realize, "I didn't worry about you going to Jianzhong with Xiao Yu."

"However... your uncle is also a fool. His apprentice hasn't drawn his breath into his body yet. How dare he let her enter the sword mound alone? Wouldn't that be a death for nothing?"

Where Venerable Linghui couldn't see, Jiuqing nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's right, I also think that old man Lingyue is a fool!"

Venerable Lingyue raised his eyes and saw Ning Zhao's long silver sword on the table. He reached out to pick it up, and couldn't help being taken aback.

"This is... the Nine Purity Sword?"

"Xiao Zhao, you actually pulled out Jiuqing!"

Looking at Venerable Linghui's appearance, Jiuqing was very pleased. Hmph, she knew that there were still people who knew...no...swords.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Venerable Linghui said something that made her stomp her feet fiercely, "However... it is recorded in ancient books that Jiuqing is a child at heart, and loves to deceive the world." Xiao Zhao, you must be careful.

Venerable Linghui didn't say the rest, Ning Zhao understood, and so did Jiuqing.

Jiuqing was so angry that he punched Venerable Linghui from the air, and kept yelling: "Little old man Linghui, I remember that you are not like this! Why do you say you have changed in the past few decades?" Change!"

"I, Jiuqing, am not a child, and I don't know how to lie!"

Venerable Linghui gave Ning Zhao a few more instructions and walked towards Chu Yu's cabin.

Hearing that Ning Zhao said that Chu Yu should not be injured, he was worried, so he decided to go and see for himself.

As soon as Venerable Linghui walked out of the door, Jiuqing yelled at Ning Zhao, "Ning Zhao! Why didn't you explain to me just now!"

"Since when did I, Jiuqing, become a child? Do I always lie to others?"

Ning Zhao nodded silently, "Yes, that's right."

What Jiuqing hadn't said yet was stuck in her throat, she snorted angrily, and retracted herself into Jiuqing's sword.

Venerable Linghui had only left for a while when someone knocked on the door again.

Ning Zhao stepped forward and opened the door, and there were two people standing outside the door, Venerable Lingyue and Mo Yiyi.

Mo Yiyi was holding a plant in his hand, and handed it over to Ning Zhao as soon as he saw it.

"Senior Sister, Tianshan Snow Lotus!"

Her eye sockets were reddish, her eyes were misty, and she had a nasal voice, she seemed to have just cried.

Ning Zhao reached out and took the Tianshan snow lotus.

"Ah Zhao, how do you feel now?"

Ning Zhao withdrew his gaze from Mo Yiyi, and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, uncle, I think it will be better after a few days of rest."

Mo Yiyi grabbed his sleeves and looked at Ning Zhao pitifully, "Senior sister...in the sword mound, it's not that I don't want to help, I just... really don't know how to help you..."

As she spoke, her eye sockets turned red again.

"Yiyi, didn't I just tell you, Azhao knows your strength and won't blame you."

Venerable Lingyue has already said this, and Ning Zhao naturally couldn't say anything serious. She nodded and said, "Indeed, Junior Sister, don't worry about it."

"It's just that this time, Junior Sister didn't draw the sword successfully, so it's unavoidable that I have some regrets."

Mo Yiyi was just waiting for this sentence, quickly raised his left hand, and gestured twice in front of Ning Zhao.

"No regrets, no regrets."

"Senior sister, you don't know, I just found out that I have an extra bracelet on my wrist."

"Master helped me to read it. This bracelet is an earth-level magic weapon. There is a small space inside, and..."

"Yiyi!" Venerable Lingyue's voice sounded in time, and Mo Yiyi was startled to realize that she almost slipped the tongue just now.

Master has ordered me thousands of times not to tell others about the spiritual spring in the space.After all... After all, the Lingquan is only a small one, what if others want to share in the pie, what if the bracelet is taken away by others?
Venerable Lingyue turned to smile at Ning Zhao, "I think Ah Zhao's complexion is still not very good, Yiyi and I will go back to Qingya Mountain first. But no matter what, we still have to take care of ourselves and don't focus on practicing swords ..."

Ning Zhao bowed to Venerable Lingyue, and watched the two of them step on the crane and leave Xiaozhufeng.

(End of this chapter)