readytorunbook Chapter 184 Xiao Qin is killing the script again
Chapter 184 Xiao Qin is killing the script again
In the Yin Sect surrounded by heavy snow, Yue Guanxue was born in a poor family and was looked down upon by his fellow disciples who came from high-ranking officials and noble families.
Shi Nishang, the daughter of the sect leader at that time, was a girl as proud as a peacock. She always isolated him with a group of disciples.
He even schemed into forcing Yue Guanxue to sign a slave contract during a sect assessment.
Shi Nishang often enjoyed whipping Yue Guanxue in public, and won applause from the disciples of the aristocratic family.
Pah! Another whip landed on his back, Yue Guanxue lowered his long eyelashes, his face as white as jade reflecting the sand was covered with dust, but it still couldn't hide his eyebrows like distant mountains, his extremely elegant facial features, and his stunning appearance was hard to find between heaven and water.
There was a firmness in his affectionate eyes. The young man facing adversity was like a green pine tree, with an unbreakable pride, and he silently endured the humiliation and beatings.
Suddenly, "Shi Nishang"'s hand stopped.
He looked up with a little surprise and accurately captured the confusion and fear in the girl's eyes.
Qin Muyue didn't expect that when she first entered Qin Xian's dream, she would see this plot of a circle of letters.
She looked at the young zither fairy, whose appearance vaguely resembled the elegant and fairy-like figure of her later years. Her skin, as white as jade and sand, was covered with whip marks. As a person who was obsessed with beauty, she couldn't help but feel pity for her.
[It is so difficult for a Qinxian to enter the Qi training stage. But it is also true that many big families are willing to enter the art of music cultivation, which is a pretentious art.]
[Yes, Daozu. Back then, sword cultivators were called poor and fragile, weapon cultivators were called lousy blacksmiths and fragile, talisman cultivators were called charlatans who drew talismans, and formation cultivators were called gold-spending caves and deadly fragile. Only magic cultivators and music cultivators had a feeling of being superior to others.]
[Fortunately, I am not a sword cultivator, but just a simple and unpretentious magic cultivator.]
As soon as Qin Muyue threw down the whip, she felt the backlash of the nightmare. Her strength became much weaker and it took her a lot of effort to pull up Yue Guanxue.
Nightmare will automatically correct the dream, so she cannot wake anyone up on the spot, otherwise Yue Guanxue will forget what she said in seconds.
"I decided to persuade you gently... No, I'll let you go." Qin Muyue's words caused the nightmare spirit to dance wildly, and it didn't fade away until Yue Guanxue no longer felt that there was something wrong with her.
There was no expression on Yue Guanxue's elegant face. He took a step back and straightened his torn clothes.
"Thank you Miss." He said in an emotionless voice.
In order to prevent the nightmare from getting stressed, Qin Muyue took out a cloak and threw it over, saying in a weak tone: "You are so dirty, people who don't know would think that all the disciples of my Yingyin Sect are beggars. Then use this to cover it up, thank you."
Yue Guanxue didn't take it, but moved her fingertips slightly, letting the spiritual energy support the cloak, and bowed her head slightly. "Thank you for your kindness, Miss, but I'm afraid of dirtying your cloak."
"Stop... stop talking nonsense. Just take it if I tell you to. Otherwise, you are looking down on me!" Qin Muyue went up to grab the cloak helplessly and pushed it into his arms.
Yue Guanxue was slightly stunned, then fell into deep thought, and nodded slightly. "In that case, I will respectfully obey your command."
He gently draped the cloak over his shoulders with an elegant movement, as if the ordinary piece of clothing had instantly transformed into a gorgeous garment.
Seeing this, Qin Muyue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She sighed in her heart, "Yue Guanxue, you should be more careful. It will be better for both her and him if you realize that this is a dream sooner."
"Go back." The girl waved her hand impatiently.
When Yue Guanxue heard this, a complex emotion flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He looked at Qin Muyue deeply, as if he wanted to see through her impatient appearance and peek into her true thoughts.
"I will always remember the young lady's kindness." Yue Guanxue still looked half-dead, and turned around and walked towards his residence with a smell of work.
Qin Muyue casually sent away the passers-by and followed Yue Guanxue quietly.
Under the cover of the jungle on the mountain, she was careful to keep a distance to avoid being discovered.
Although Yue Guanxue noticed Qin Muyue following her, he did not point it out.
The two of them, each with their own thoughts, walked one after the other on the quiet path of the sect until Yue Guanxue arrived at the guest room safely.
[Daozu, the nightmare has taken effect. You, the evil daughter, are going to throw a poisonous snake into Yue Guanxue's bathtub.]
[Why did the daughter of a sect hundreds of years ago have to use such childish methods to bully others? She doesn't treat cultivators as immortals.]
Qin Muyue complained inwardly, and her little hands uncontrollably took off a storage bag and threw it into the window of the bathroom in the dilapidated house.
Yue Guanxue held the towel and watched the storage bag fall to the ground with a snap. He glanced at the venomous snake that crawled out with his affectionate eyes, grabbed the wind into a string, and shot out a series of sonic blades.
Several poisonous snakes died, and the remaining one crawled out of the window hissing and crawled towards Qin Muyue with hatred.
Qin Muyue was not afraid of snakes. She dodged in a panic with her weakened body. Although the whip in her hand was a spiritual weapon, she didn't know how to use it.
She could only create a precious persona for herself, squeeze out a few tears, and cry for help.
As Qin Muyue cried for help, Yue Guanxue stood in front of the window, a smile flashing in his calm eyes.
How come his daughter, who is so good at using a whip, can't even use it anymore? She has the courage to catch a snake but not the courage to be bitten by it?
Seeing the snake about to bite the frightened and crying girl, his eyes were cold, but his movements were extremely swift, and his figure flashed.
He stood in front of Qin Muyue, and with a slight wave of his right hand, an invisible force blew the hissing poisonous snake away, and it hit the tree heavily.
Yue Guanxue turned around and looked at Qin Muyue's tearful face. He said with a hint of curiosity, "Miss, please forgive me for being so late in coming to your rescue?"
Qin Muyue raised her head, tears in the corners of her eyes, then turned her head away, put her hands on her hips and pouted: "Humph, you've learned your lesson, you've offended me like kicking cotton..."
Yue Guanxue was amused. The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise. His long eyelashes drooped as he stared at the scratches on the girl's arm.
"Miss, you are injured."
"Then... then I will reluctantly let you help me apply the medicine." Qin Muyue puffed up her little face, with an expression as if she wanted to be fierce to him but didn't dare to. She stretched out her arms and pulled up her sleeves. Suddenly, her glowing white skin like ice and jade was exposed to the other person's eyes.
Yue Guanxue's eyes darkened slightly. He took out a bottle of ointment from his arms and gently applied it to Qin Muyue's abrasions.
The ointment exuded a faint fragrance and seemed to have magical healing effects. Qin Muyue only felt a coolness on the wound and the pain quickly subsided.
"Hmph, don't expect me to thank you." Qin Muyue continued to maintain her arrogant personality.
Yue Guanxue raised his head and his eyes met Qin Muyue's. His Adam's apple moved slightly when he met the girl's watery eyes.
He smiled slightly and said softly: "I have no other request, I just hope that Miss will not disturb my meditation again."
Qin Muyue leaned close to Yue Guanxue's face and said viciously, "Dream on! I will always monitor you, forever!"