C43 Closed up
C43 Closed up
She was speechless.
She had not gone into seclusion for so many years. This senior brother of hers always went into seclusion from time to time.
It made her feel like she was the sect master.
Looking at the absence of a single person in front of her, she could not help but feel helpless.
As soon as Chen Chuan entered her room and placed a restriction outside, she had already entered her divine soul to sharpen her sword intent.
Compared to his cultivation realm, sword intent was more useful.
One sword and one child, wasn't this very fragrant?
He was stunned for a moment, as if he felt that he had forgotten to explain something.
However, he didn't forget anything.
Suddenly, Chen Chuan patted the shell of his head, feeling somewhat annoyed.
He had completely forgotten.
His own disciple and the people he had promoted.
As he thought about it, he sent out a few letters.
As for how they were going to cry, Chen Chuan said... it had nothing to do with him!
Chen Chuan came to his divine sense world and saw this sword domain that was not very powerful. He indicated that its strength was a bit low.
He rubbed against the sword intent here a few times. Basically, he was the one who came here to fight against him.
After four years, Chen Chuan came out of seclusion.
When Leng Zhaoru came to welcome him out of seclusion, she wished she could dig him up and find out how powerful he was.
However, apart from some aura coming from his body, it had already changed.
But he didn't have any cultivation?
Jiang Lier was dumbfounded.
Leng Zhaoru also shook her head for a moment.
She asked, "Senior brother, what are you doing?"
Chen Chuan stretched his back and smiled, "Coming out of seclusion, even the air is very fresh."
A thought flashed through Leng Zhaoru's mind.
Could it be...
Was it because senior brother was in seclusion?
"Stop looking. My cultivation level is still the same. It's just that my sword intent is different." As he spoke, he displayed his sword intent.
Everyone took a look.
They saw that the sword intent had become as cold as snow. They could not help rubbing their arms, as if they were afraid of his sword intent.
The sword intent was cold.
Leng Zhaoru did not feel good.
Jiang Lier had the spiritual root of Li Fire. He was shivering from the cold, and his teeth were trembling.
These sword intents were indeed true.
"Master, please take back the sword intent." Jiang Lier wailed.
Leng Jian didn't think that he would be able to see his master's sword intent again.
This sword intent had been perfected a lot, but she could clearly see that the coldness within this sword intent was like a knife.
If it was any other ordinary person here, they would probably have frozen to death long ago.
Chen Chuan saw that they were extremely cold, and only then did he retract it.
When he took them back, Jiang Lier let out a sigh of relief.
He swore that although he liked his master very much, his master's sword intent was really too cold.
"Seeing how cold you guys are, I'll warm you up." Chen Chuan said. With a wave of his sleeve, the air became slightly hotter.
Jiang Lier's eyes lit up. Warmth!
It was warm!
"Master, you are such a good person." Jiang Lier was touched. He rushed over without thinking.
Chen Chuan dodged it.
Jiang Lier fell to the ground. His back was burning.
He looked like he was going to burn Jiang Lier like a cushion. This made Jiang Lier immediately jump up from the ground.
"It's not bad to reach out your hand." Chen Chuan praised.
"It seems that senior brother's sword intent is more complete." Leng Zhaoru said.
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Chen Chuan could not help but frown when he saw that she was still cold. Why did she become so cold when he had not come out for all these years?
When he was so suspicious.
A somewhat familiar but annoying voice came from outside. "Junior Sister Leng, just promise me?"
Leng Zhaoru's expression turned even colder.
Jiang Lier was a bit further away from her. He knew that his master rarely appeared in the sect after all these years of closed door cultivation.
However, a lot of things had already happened outside.
Leng Zhaoru's eyes turned cold as she looked at the person who rushed over in a hurry. Her brows turned cold as she said, "Saint Li, I do not welcome you here."
Lee Yuanhua handed over a box in his hand.
No one knew what was inside.
They only saw Lee Yuanhua looking forward to it. He thought of the things he gave Leng Zhaoru during this period of time. Every one of them were extremely rare treasures.
If it wasn't because he was a boy, he would have wanted them all.
It was a pity.
Leng Zhaoru had never accepted anything.
In the past four years, Lee Yuanhua had expressed his love persistently.
"Erm, Ru Er, just take a look. I spent a lot of effort to find this. It's very suitable for your cultivation." Lee Yuanhua said with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Chen Chuan watched quietly from the side. It seemed that Lee Yuanhua had come to High Martial Sect quite a few times over the years.
"I'm sorry. I told you a long time ago that I don't like you. Please forgive me for not accepting the things you brought."
"Also, you've caused me a lot of trouble." Leng Zhaoru came forward. "I just want to cultivate quietly and diligently, not focus on how to get married."
Lee Yuanhua's face turned pale.
Of course he knew Leng Zhaoru would not agree, but she was not even willing to give him a chance to pursue her.
"Sigh. Relationship has always been your wish. It's better for His Highness the Son to change." Chen Chuan said.
It wasn't him who said it. The main reason was Lee Yuanhua's current state. Clearly, he was deeply in love with Leng Zhaoru.
Also, Leng Zhaoru did not like him. Wasn't this purely asking for trouble for herself?
Chen Chuan did not know how Lee Yuanhua's mind worked, but he knew if he could let him go out for a walk now.
"Well, can I borrow a way?" Chen Chuan asked.
Jiang Lier realized that he was the only one who had blocked Chen Chuan's way. He quickly gave way, but when he saw the strange atmosphere, he looked at his master's back view.
He scrambled to catch up.
Everyone also felt that this place was very strange, so they followed suit.
At the same place, only Leng Zhaoru and Lee Yuanhua were left.
Chen Chuan, who had already walked far away, did not know what happened. In the blink of an eye, junior sister flew in front of him on her sword.
She seemed to have let out a sigh of relief.
Chen Chuan could not help but ask, "That Son is quite good. He sees you in his eyes. It seems that marrying him is not bad."
Leng Zhaoru heard what Chen Chuan said and thought of the disgusting things Lee Yuanhua did in the sect. She could not help but slap him.
Slap!
Chen Chuan's face was slapped and he was completely dumbfounded.
Didn't I say something wrong?
Leng Zhaoru sneered and said, "You want to marry so much. Why don't you marry?"
Chen Chuan was even more confused.
Leng Zhaoru left in a huff.
On the side, Jiang Lier's legs were trembling. He looked like he did not know what to do.
Who would tell him that his master was so fierce, but in the end, he was beaten up by his junior sister?