"Ruirui and I are going back to Qianli Mountain. We welcome Mr. Bai to visit Qianli Gate."
Bai Qi's Qinggong was indeed at the top level. Even with a wheelchair, it did not affect his speed and he disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye.
Leng Chengran comforted his little apprentice, "Don't worry Ruirui, as long as the big-faced fish shows that it misses us, Bai Qi will bring it back."
This is quite... the little girl breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt depressed, "But I thought that after listening to the master, he would stay and let me see a doctor."
"Bai Qi has such a temper that he won't ask for help unless absolutely necessary."
In other words...if it was just for himself, he would not ask anyone for help until his death.
For the sake of the big-faced fish, Bai Qi might give in.
Leng Chengran patted Ruirui's head and said, "If the master's guess is correct, he is going back to study medicine and try to cure his own illness."
Ruirui thought for a while and thought that it should be like this. She flattened her mouth and said, "What a weird temper..."
It doesn't seem to be suitable for my sister.
As a young marriage fanatic, the most important thing in Ruirui's mind is this...
The old man in black was already dead, but it was a pity that he died in the hands of Bai Qi, a dull man who didn't like to talk to others. They couldn't even hear the process.
That's it, they actually don't care too much, but the water of the Soul-Destroying Pond has turned into a treasure that can cure all diseases because of the big-faced fish, but they still don't know the reason...
I really want the big-faced fish.
After leaving the Demon Cult and returning to Qianlimen, Ruirui tugged on Leng Chengran's sleeve and said, "Master, we will definitely see the big-faced fish again, right?"
"Definitely," Leng Chengran promised seriously, "If Bai Qi doesn't bring it back, master will take you out to find it."
He patted her head and said, "When did Master let Xiao Donggua down?"
"No!" the little girl became happy and said in a sweet voice, "Master is the best!"
"Sweet-tongued little winter melon." Leng Chengran scratched her little nose with a smile and hugged her over, "We are almost at the bottom of Qianli Mountain. Be good, winter melon. Take a nap for a while. Master will call you when you get back to the mountain."
"Yes!" Ruirui nodded obediently, rubbed her eyes, and fell asleep in her master's arms.
Leng Chengran kept patting and coaxing her, and after Ruirui's breathing became steady and long, and it was obvious that she fell asleep, his face became serious little by little.
Xiaozhu was lying on the side leisurely. When he noticed the change in his expression, he stood up and looked at him nervously.
Leng Chengran made a "shush" gesture at it to prevent it from disturbing the little girl's sleep.
The little pig arched his head and scratched the soft cushion with his paw, obviously a little uneasy.
Leng Chengran had a free hand and patted it comfortingly.
Neither one of them spoke, but they all understood what the other was thinking.
Leng Chengran has made up his mind. He has always been thinking about Ruirui's unborn sister.
In the prophecy, what exactly is the disaster that Ruirui's sister will encounter when she turns one year old?
Not wanting to see his little apprentice frightened, Leng Chengran decided to pry into the secret.
He doesn't know the art of prophecy, but if he wants to, he can spy on the secrets of heaven, but... the process is a bit troublesome.
And there's a price to pay.
This process must not be disturbed by anyone, so after returning to Qianli Sect, Leng Chengran summoned all the disciples in the sect and asked them to help him guard the entrance of the stone cave in the back mountain.