What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

Chapter 332 "You're showing off your embarrassment."

The light spots turned into countless illusory lights and shadows and fell in front of Chu Yaoyao.

A familiar woman's hand with a sword cocoon gradually materialized in Chu Yaoyao's memory, gently caressing her cheek.

The familiar smiling voice in the memory sounded.

"Yaoyao has become a big girl."

Chu Yaoyao, whose face was touched, stared blankly at the woman in front of her.

Her appearance was exactly the same as in her memory. He looked at her with pursed lips and smiled, with infinite indulgence in his eyes.

"So beautiful, as good-looking as your daddy."

Chu Yaoyao reached out to hold her hand, but it passed through her body and missed.

phantom......

The light spots gradually dispersed after Gu Zi finished speaking, and regrouped behind Chu Yaoyao to look like another person.

"Yaoyao, come here and let Grandpa Sect Master take a look."

Chu Yaoyao turned around and looked at the kind-faced old man. He was the same as in the previous memory.

"Don't."

Rongyue put her hand on Chu Yaoyao's shoulder, stopping her movements.

"Intangible."

"But you can touch me?"

Rongyue looked at the little old man not far away who was stroking his beard and smiling at the little girl with narrowed eyes, then lowered his eyes and said, "Because I am alive according to the definition of Sword Spirit."

Chu Yaoyao said nothing.

"They are dead, these are their scattered consciousnesses."

Chu Yaoyao put her hand down.

The phantom in front of him dispersed on its own and transformed into the figure of a young man.

Put a hand on Chu Yaoyao's head.

"Your father isn't here? How about going out with your uncle to play? If your uncle buys cakes for you, how about we keep it secret and don't let your father know?"

"it is good."

After finishing his words, the phantom disappeared again and turned into points of light scattered around Chu Yaoyao, spinning slowly and falling on her like starlight.

After a while, Chu Yaoyao asked.

"Did they go to the afterlife?"

"This is the best place for them."

Chu Yaoyao slowly closed her open palms and held the dots of light in her palms.

"Then what do they mean now?"

"Well, I don't know about this. It's spiritual consciousness. It's a subconscious thing. I can't say clearly. For example, if I dissipate, I will leave a trace of spiritual consciousness on the sword, just in case the little fox misses me. You can also see me like this."

But he didn't seem to dare.

That brat!

"Although I can't come here on weekdays, I can know something about the situation here through the sword spirit who is with me. Your father usually likes to come here."

And he stayed there for days and nights, sitting here without saying anything.

"Will this happen?"

"Yes, the old sect leader of Guiyi Sect will sometimes show up and poke him on the shoulder and talk about why he came here instead of looking for a Taoist companion."

Chu Yaoyao burst out laughing.

"Then your father complained that he wanted to give away his collection."

"That little old man has his own collection. He probably wishes he could come alive and kick daddy's ass."

Rongyue glanced at the light spot sticking to Chu Yaoyao.

"Are you sad?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because your father has always claimed to have no emotions, I am curious as to whether you, as his daughter, admit that you have emotions."

Chu Yaoyao looked up at the sword spirit floating in the air, playing with a flower in his hand: "I'm not sad."

Rongyue was surprised for a moment and smiled: "Really? But you look like you are about to cry."

Chu Yaoyao showed a calm smile: "Really? That's just a look."

After saying this, Chu Yaoyao stopped talking and just stood quietly in the sea of ​​flowers, surrounded by light spots.

Rongyue stared at the expressionless Chu Yaoyao for a while, then looked away: "Don't be like this, you scare me."

Chu Yaoyao turned her head slightly: "Afraid? I won't sell it to you who said you brought me in."

"Who is worried about this? I dare to bring you here because I am not afraid."

Sword Spirit pointed at his face: "I said your expression is a bit scary."

Chu Yaoyao looked at it with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

"Do you know? It was with this expression that Zhuo Qingci stood in front of the blood-stained gate of Guiyi Sect."

"He claimed he didn't understand human emotions and then did what he did."

Rongyue pinned the flower to Chu Yaoyao's hair, stepped back and looked at it for a moment: "Your expression tells me that you are ready to do the same thing as him."

Chu Yaoyao said "hmm", rummaged through her storage ring, found the cakes she bought before coming back, cast an incorruptible spell on them, and placed them one by one in front of the stone tablet, along with a bottle of She felt that she had made the best elixir.

Rong Yue watched her do this quietly.

"Do you think if they were alive, they would be happy to see me like this?"

"No matter what you become, they will be happy. You understand this yourself, don't you? The three disciples of Zhuo Qing Ci used to be lawless. These guys are also very indulgent, protecting their shortcomings, and they have no bottom line."

"Actually, you seem to have no bottom line."

Rongyue laughed and said, "Sword spirits follow their masters. It doesn't matter whether I, a sword spirit, have a bottom line. As long as I have strength, that's fine."

"What you said is fine."

"Are you going to do the same thing as your dad?"

Chu Yaoyao looked at Sword Spirit with a half-smile, "Why do you say that? Isn't everything settled now?"

"Just feel it."

Sword intuition.

"Then your intuition is quite accurate. My senior brothers didn't even guess what I wanted to do."

Chu Yaoyao praised.

"Aren't you going to tell them?"

Chu Yaoyao let go of the light spots in her hands and watched them fly into the air again: "No, I can do it alone."

"That's what the little fox and his two other senior brothers thought back then."

"Don't worry, the person I have to deal with has a very low IQ."

The crooked-mouthed Dragon King and the love-minded sister who has a good script but doesn't know how to use it.

"If it weren't for...tsk, anyway, I would despise myself even if I fight with that kind of person and there's still no result."

Rongyue stared at Chu Yaoyao, who looked at it with bent eyes.

"Are you worried about me, Senior Brother Rongyue?"

Rongyue looked away in embarrassment: "Don't call me senior brother."

"Senior Brother Rongyue? Senior Brother Rongyue? Hey, don't get into the sword. What are you sorry for? Didn't what I yelled not be what you wanted?"

"Shut up, little girl, and don't poke me in the waist!"

"Does the sword bite when it's in a hurry?"

Rong Yue pretended to be dead.

The light spots seemed to be teasing it, falling on Rong Yue's body.

"As long as you don't be as scary as your father and several senior brothers."

"fear?"

"It doesn't matter who you risk your life for."

"Oh? It seems to be quite a story."

"Hmph, all of you who belong to the same sect are like this. You are so united that you are intertwined with each other to the point of death. It seems like it is a trend to die. You die for a while, I die for a while, and the one person I care about lives."

Chu Yaoyao hugged her sword and smiled: "How could it be? I am a little girl who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I love eating and sleeping. Such a thing as death is too scary."

Rong Yue snorted softly.

"You better be."

"I remember that the Guiyi Sect is the Sword Sect, right?"

"Yeah, but that's what it says to the outside world. In fact, it has everything inside."

Chu Yaoyao put Rong Yue down, took off the Zhuohua Sword, untied her hair, and tied it into a ponytail with the hair rope Qi Yanzhi gave her.

Rong Yue poked her head out of the sword.

Chu Yaoyao gestured at the size of the sword.

"There's nothing to show, just give the seniors a sword dance."

After posing, Chu Yaoyao raised her eyes, her brows and eyes were full of publicity.

"Studying under senior brother, I may not be as good at learning, but I'm showing off my shame."