Chapter 253: Bai Yueguang, the protagonist, 3.

On the second day, Rong Jin could clearly feel that his body was much better, at least he was not so weak that he could not walk.

After regaining his strength, Rong Jin chose to leave without thinking while Wu Ling was away.

There were a few water drops falling on the treetops. Rong Jin accidentally touched the treetops as he passed by. The water drops fell on his arms and soaked his white clothes.

Rong Jin didn't pay attention and walked forward.

The temperature in Lihe Valley was very low, it was early in the morning, and the chill had not dissipated. Rong Jin had no cultivation for the time being, so he felt the biting cold after walking a short distance forward.

At the end, he couldn't walk at all and squatted on the ground, feeling that he might freeze to death here.

When his consciousness dissipated, Rong Jin vaguely saw a tall man.

"Tsk, whoever made you run around deserves it."

With this tone, Rong Jin could guess who was hugging him without looking.

He snorted twice and heard Wu Ling say: "I really want to smash your ass to see if you still dare to disobey me and wander around."

Rong Jin opened his mouth and bit Wu Ling's shoulder.

He couldn't even open his mouth, and the force of his bite on Wu Ling's shoulder was like a tickle. Wu Ling poked his face: "Bite me? My whole body is poisonous, and you are not afraid of being poisoned."

Rong Jin immediately let go. He closed his mouth and whispered softly.

Wu Ling noticed it keenly. He pinched Rong Jin's chin and stuffed his right index finger in: "Don't you like to bite people? Continue."

Childish.

After Rong Jin finished his evaluation, he fainted.

In the past few days in Lihe Valley, Rong Jin fainted three times.

Unexpected every time.

Rong Jin attributed all the faults to the protagonist Gong Shou.

Without them, he would have returned to Zhuifeng Tower with Xuanyou Grass.

Rong Jin is the seventh and last disciple of the master of Zhui Feng Tower. He usually focuses on training and rarely goes out to practice.

Outsiders don't pay much attention to the young apprentice of the owner of Zhui Feng Building, and they have never seen him.

Rong Jin is happy and at ease. He lies down after practicing every day and his life is extremely comfortable.

This trip to Lihe Valley may be God's punishment for being too careless.

Rong Jin was lying in Wu Ling's arms. Even if he was awake, he didn't bother to lift his fingertips.

Wu Ling touched his face curiously and messed with his body with his hands.

His hands became more and more unruly, and Rong Jin couldn't bear it, so she gently held his index finger: "Don't move your hands or feet."

Wu Ling didn't move any more, but stared at him intently.

Rong Jin had a headache from being stared at, and said impatiently, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you," Wu Ling stared more seriously, "Why are you so good-looking?"

Rong Jin looked at him and said: "You're good-looking too."

Wu Ling said happily, "Thank you for the compliment."

With Wu Ling here, Rong Jin's days in the cave were not boring. Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The poison in Rong Jin's body has almost been detoxified, and his cultivation level has recovered by half.

Late at night, he looked at Wu Ling.

Wu Ling's long eyelashes drooped, covering her pair of phoenix eyes. She was probably fast asleep.

Monks don't sleep, but Rong Jin found that Wu Ling liked to sleep occasionally.

He wasn't sure whether Wu Ling was asleep now, so he made some noise. When he saw Wu Ling didn't respond, he quietly walked to his side and rummaged around for Xuanyou grass on him.

I don't know where Wu Ling put the Xuanyou Grass. Rong Jin searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it.

He reluctantly put his hand into Wu Ling's clothes and touched his waist.

Wu Ling suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed his groping hand, and said in a low voice: "Be good, if you touch me again, I'll get*."

Rong Jin blushed with embarrassment and wanted to take his hand back, but Wu Ling's With great strength, he tried to struggle a few times, but ended in failure.

Rong Jin gave up struggling and tried to conceal it: "I was sleepwalking just now."

Wu Ling laughed out loud: "Do you like to touch others when you are sleepwalking? I don't believe it, you sleepwalk again and let me see."

Rong Jin looked away, Play dead.

He shouldn't have to explain.

The morning light was fading, and when Rong Jin opened his eyes again, Wu Ling was no longer there.

Wu Ling was always elusive, so Rong Jin didn't pay much attention to it. He stretched and suddenly saw the Xuanyou grass placed next to him.

Rong Jin put away the Xuanyou grass and walked out of the cave.

Wu Ling set up a formation at the entrance of the cave. Most of the disciples in Zhuifeng Tower were good at spells and formations, but Rong Jin was a swordsman and didn't understand things related to formations, so he returned to his original position frustrated.

He meditated on the spot, waiting for Wu Ling to come back.

There was some slight movement coming from the entrance of the cave. Rong Jin thought it was Wu Ling and didn't bother to look.

Ten minutes later, there was still slight movement.

Rong Jin walked over to check.

Outside the cave, Lin Zhimiao, dressed in white, held a long sword in his hand, trying to break through Wu Ling's formation.

Seeing this, Rong Jin also followed the attack formation.

After a few minutes, the formation actually broke open.

Lin Zhimiao held his hand and said, "Hurry up. Once the formation is broken, the man will be here soon."

Hearing what he said, Rong Jin did not dare to hesitate and followed him to the top of the cliff.

They ran to the edge of the cliff where they fell. Rong Jin held on to the tree to adjust his breathing. An orange kitten walked to his feet and then jumped onto his shoulders.

The little soul-living beast also slowly came over and licked his feet, seemingly competing with the little orange cat for favor.

The little orange cat kicked him away domineeringly, monopolizing Rong Jin.

When Lin Zhimiao saw this scene, he became wary when he heard Rong Jin say: "They don't mean any harm. Rong Xiaowu is my pet."

Lin Zhimiao responded and said no more.

This place is not considered secluded. Rong Jin picked up the little orange cat and said goodbye to Lin Zhimiao.

Lin Zhimiao said reluctantly: "I am Lin Zhimiao of Wuwang Sect. This is my token. You can come to Wuwang Sect to find me at any time."

Rong Jin did not accept it and did not reveal his identity.

In his opinion, he and Lin Zhimiao will not have any contact in the future, not to mention that he is a cold person and there is no need to tell Lin Zhimiao his identity.

"Farewell."

Rong Jin left with the little orange cat.

The small Li Soul Beast followed him to the entrance of Lihe Valley. Rong Jin stopped and said to it: "Go back quickly, the outside world is too dangerous."

The two big Li Soul Beasts stared at them ten steps away, worried. The little soul-living beast ran around.

Rong Jin reached out and touched its head: "Goodbye."

The little Li Soul Beast turned back three times at a step, and when it reached the big Li Soul Beast, it roared.

Rong Jin waved his hand and walked out of Lihe Valley.

There were poisonous insects left by Wu Ling in his body. Since he was not sure whether the poisonous insects could track him, Rong Jin did not dare to stay for a moment and rushed back to Zhuifeng Tower overnight.

The poster was temporarily out of town. Rong Jin asked other disciples and learned that the poster would be back tomorrow, so he went back to his yard to rest.

His courtyard is close to the owner's residence, and it only takes three minutes to get back and forth.

The owner of Zhuifeng Tower has seven apprentices, and the other six disciples all have independent peaks. Only Rong Jin still lives near the owner.

Rong is still young this year, but the six senior brothers and sisters are all profound in cultivation and have many disciples, unlike Rong Jin who is a "lonely person".