Chapter 60
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。 Moreover, Rong Ran and I have already broken up. We haven't contacted each other in the past three years. Even if he asked you to heal me, it doesn't count anymore. I don't believe you don't know this. "
The person in front of him looked very tired.
Qiyun Jun frowned slightly.
Every time he saw him, this person would always have this expression. Three years had passed, and it didn't change at all.
He was clearly his sect master and had saved his life before.
Moreover, they were both sword cultivators. Even if this person didn't want to be his disciple, he should appreciate him.
Just like how he admired this person.
"At first, I healed you for karma indeed," Qiyun Jun said. "Now, it's just a pity."
"A pity?"
"A pity that you have a sword cultivator talent." Qiyun Jun's eyes flashed with a slight ripple. He paused and continued, "It's also a pity that … you."
Although Qiyun Jun's words were said in a cold tone, it sounded a little strange. Ye Yunlan frowned. "What do you mean, Immortal Monarch?"
Qiyun Jun didn't explain further and changed the topic.
"If you really insist on going to the dao discussion, I won't stop you." Then, he threw him a bottle of pills. "This is the All Spirit Recovery Pill that I made. When your injuries are triggered, take one. It might be able to alleviate some of your injuries."
The pill was in Ye Yunlan's hand. Before he could say he didn't want it, he felt a breeze blow past, and the man by the window had disappeared.
Lord Qiyun's departure was as silent as his arrival.
A mortal evolution state could travel thousands of miles in an instant with a thought. Such means were considered normal.
Ye Yunlan leaned on the bed for a while. He wanted to throw the pill bottle away, but after thinking for a while, he still kept it.
The All Spirit Recovery Pill was an supreme-grade healing pill. The best healing pill he had was only middle-grade. He didn't want to accept Qiyun Jun's things, but Shen Shu might need it.
The dao discussion was dangerous.
It was just in case.
Just now, the healing process was very taxing. Just resisting the urge to pull out the sword had already used up a lot of his mental energy.
Ye Yunlan only felt a little tired. She couldn't help but raise her hand to rub her temples. She didn't get up and go to the study as usual. Instead, she leaned against the bed and closed her eyes to rest.
After a long time, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
"Master, I made some breakfast for you." It was Shen Shu's voice.
Ye Yunlan said, "Come in."
Shen Shu opened the door and saw the person sitting by the bed. She was wearing a white undergarment and her long black hair was scattered. She only raised her eyes and looked over quietly.
It seemed that every time he saw the Sect Leader, his Master's mood would become very uneasy.
Shen Shu's eyes darkened as he recalled the words he had overheard.
"This is a new pastry that I learned how to make. Do you want to try it, Master?"
He brought a plate of lotus leaf glutinous rice cakes to the bedside and sat down beside Ye Yunlan naturally.
His black clothes were stained with some white powder, which was left behind when he was making the pastries in a hurry.
Ye Yunlan almost didn't eat mortal food in his previous life. After being reborn, she didn't know where Shen Shu learned so many culinary skills. He also had some liking for food because of his disciple.
He rolled up his sleeves and picked up a piece of lotus leaf glutinous rice cake with his slender fingers. He brought it to his lips and bit it.
"Very good," he said. His tightly knitted brows softened slightly.
Seeing this, Shen Shu felt relieved.
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