Going back through the book to the time of the morbid devil boy

Chapter 9
"Qingwu, here you are, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

"Thank you, Jiuhuai." Ye Qingwu's eyes were sincere.

Ye Qingwu picked up the bouquet of flowers, lowered her head and sniffed, the fragrance of the flowers was strong, as warm as Jiuhuai.

Jiuhuai: "Do you like it?"

Ye Qingwu nodded, her tone indifferent: "I like it, but it's not suitable. My body is not suitable for smelling such a bright flower fragrance. Don't give it to me in the future."

Jiuhuai heard the words, panic appeared in his eyes, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you, I'll take you to find the master."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Qingwu started to cough, and kept coughing, with a headache and weakness, and her face was so pale that people felt pity.

At the last moment of her fainting, Jiu Huai's entire face changed, becoming worried and anxious.

In a daze, she felt that she was being hugged, and then the man ran quickly while holding her, and the bumps made her dizzy even more.
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When Ye Qingwu woke up again, she found that she was in the room where she had just passed through the book.

She was so weak that she couldn't lift any strength at all, her throat was burning and her head was hurting too.

Ye Qingwu looked at the ceiling, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said to herself: "This body is so useless, I don't know if I can persist in falling into the sea until I come back..."

Ye Qingwu smiled helplessly, she was really uncomfortable.

There was a knock on the door and a female voice: "Qingwu, are you awake?"

"Aunt Lan, I'm awake, come in." Ye Qingwu wanted to get up, but couldn't get up, so she could only lie on the bed and respond to her words.

Master Zilan pushed the door open and entered, seeing Ye Qingwu's weak face, felt extremely distressed.

How can such a weak Qingwu go to the falling sea environment, how can she bear it, the real Zilan said to her worriedly: "Qingwu, why don't you go to the falling sea environment, with your father here, and Aunt Lan, I can let you stay in Qingyang Sword Sect."

When Ye Qingwu heard the words, she just shook her head lightly, smiled and said, "No, Aunt Lan, I'm going to Fall into the Sea."

Master Zilan said earnestly:
"Why are you so stubborn, girl? If you want to go out to Qingyang Sword Sect, Aunt Lan can accompany you, but the falling into the sea is really dangerous. Although Aunt Lan also goes, Aunt Lan can't Always by your side to protect you."

Ye Qingwu shook her head again, and said with a smile, "Aunt Lan, I can do it."

Even if she can't, she can.

After all, if Dad and Aunt Lan fight for her to stay in Qingyang Sword Sect, maybe the heroine Mo Qingwei will have an impact on them, the halo of the heroine is really powerful...

Even if you can hide for a while, you won't be able to hide next time.

Seeing her persistent expression, Master Zilan moved his mind slightly, thought for a while, and asked in a rather cautious tone: "Is it because Mo Yiran is also going to the Falling Sea Realm, that's why you want to go with her?"

The hero Mo Yiran is also going?

By the way, that's right, such a big event usually requires the appearance of the male and female protagonists to set off them.

"No, Aunt Lan, I haven't liked him for a long time." Ye Qingwu said.

Master Zilan heard the words, but he was dubious, because the former Ye Qingwu really liked Mo Yiran so much that it was hard to believe that she let go of her feelings for Mo Yiran all at once.

"That's good." Zilan said.

"You have been in a coma for two days. During this period, your father came countless times, but you still haven't woken up. Tomorrow is the day to set off for the Falling Sea Realm. You can rest here today."

"I'll send a message to ask your father to come and see you."

After Master Zilan finished speaking, she was about to leave when Ye Qingwu stopped her, "Aunt Lan, where is Jiuhuai?"

Real Zilan: "That kid is very guilty. He followed me to see you many times, but now he doesn't know where he went."

"Aunt Lan, tell him, don't feel guilty, it's not his fault." Ye Qingwu said.

Master Zilan nodded and left her room.
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next morning
Many disciples gathered on the Qingyang Sword Sect's martial arts arena, about thirty or so, most of them were between fifteen and twenty-five in age, and there were no older or younger disciples.

Ye Qingwu was also among them. Her long and fine black hair was draped over her shoulders and fell to her waist. Her slender waist could not be grasped, and she was dressed in moon-white Zongmen clothing.

Her unpainted face couldn't hide her picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and her long black hair set off her pale face. She covered her lips and coughed from time to time, which made people feel pity unconsciously.

Attracting the attention of many people, Ye Qingwu didn't care, she just looked ahead lightly.

As for the gaze, she has experienced a lot before wearing the book, after all, she is a star that many people like.

Liu Huashang stood beside Ye Qingwu, with a trace of jealousy in her eyes, even if Ye Qingwu didn't wear makeup, she was still so beautiful, God gave her beauty and love, but he just didn't give her healthy body.

Thinking of this made her feel a little better.

"Qingwu, are you better?" Before Ye Qingwu could answer, she said again: "It's all my fault, if only I hadn't left your side, then you wouldn't..."

Ye Qingwu glanced at Liu Huashang, she was feeling uncomfortable now, and she really didn't want to make excuses with her.

Therefore, Ye Qingwu just shook her head lightly and did not speak.

Liu Huashang saw that Ye Qingwu's body was uncomfortable, but she still deliberately chatted with her: "Qingwu, do you expect to go to the Falling Sea Realm this time?"

Ye Qingwu nodded helplessly, and said weakly: "I look forward to it."

"But with your appearance, it seems like you don't want to go, and you don't have to force yourself if you don't want to go, after all, Peak Lord Ye will do anything for you."

Liu Huashang smiled gently, saying how considerate she was, but in fact, she said Ye Qingwu's wayward nature, relying on her father's nature for everything, which made others feel disgusted.

The disciples who heard their conversation all looked at Ye Qingwu with disgust, and they talked in a low voice:
"This Ye Qingwu is really too delicate."

"If she didn't rely on her father, would she still be able to stand here? Excellent disciple, is she worthy?"

"It is estimated that when the strong wind blows, she will be blown to the ground."

"I really don't know what the suzerain thinks, and made us a burden."

"..."

Liu Huashang heard what she wanted to hear as she wished, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a smug look flashed in her eyes.

Ye Qingwu could naturally see the smug look in Liu Huashang's eyes, but she didn't care.

These people are like those black fans before wearing books.

Mo Qingwei, who saw this scene not far away, inadvertently showed a pleasant smile. In Mo Qingwei's heart, Ye Qingwu was an arrogant and domineering person who came to rob her of her master.

Ye Qingwu was not good, but Mo Qingwei felt good.

"Quiet." A low, magnetic voice sounded.

Everyone heard the sound and looked for him. Mo Yiran, who was in a high position, was wearing a purple robe, and he was magnificent.

(End of this chapter)