When Tang Jingyue rushed back from the headquarters, Lingxi was sitting in the living room teaching Dao Huoer to fold candy wrappers.
Wearing light blue cotton pajamas with baby's breath pattern printed on it, and a big red rabbit ear headband.
Speak softly and smile broadly.
Instead of the coldness that used to repel people thousands of miles away, there is a touch of playfulness and cuteness invisibly.
"Here, align the folded corners and lay them out like I did."
"Fold it halfway from the back, and don't move the other side."
"Pei Chuan, bring me a pair of scissors and the glue in my room."
Lingxi explained seriously: "The candy wrapper is a bit small, so you have to use glue to stick it together. I will teach you how to cut the kite later. It will look better than this one."
Tang Jingyue sat on the sofa with a tired face, staring blankly at the simple wooden box on the coffee table.
Her hands were shaking inexplicably and she was shaking uncontrollably.
Loosen, tighten, and finally retract into the loose armholes, close your eyes and let out a long sigh.
"Spiritual girl."
She shouted softly and pretended to be relaxed: "Have you read the documents inside?"
Lingxi put down the candy wrapper in his hand, turned around silently and said, "Uncle Master, the matter is over, it doesn't matter whether you look at it or not."
"I am still alive and the injuries in my body are almost healed."
Tang Jingyue stubbornly shook her head and said in a dry voice: "How can it not be important?"
"The undercover agent placed by others in Kunlun gradually climbed to the high position of his direct disciple."
"It is unknown how many Kunlun secrets he has secretly spread over the years."
"And together with Chen Xuanjun, you were seriously injured and almost died."
"Kunlun cannot afford to keep such a villain."
Pei Chuan, who found scissors and glue, opened his mouth but did not dare to interrupt.
Lingxi said calmly: "You are his master, and everything is up to you."
Tang Jingyue stretched out her hand, and the wooden box flew into her palm.
Ten minutes later, she stood up unsteadily, tears streaming down her face.
"Pei Chuan, inform Situ Ran and ask him to send Qingyang back."
"This, please don't spread this matter to anyone else."
"The evil I have done should be ended by my own hands."
After saying that, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength and walked towards the bathroom with a pale face.
Turn on the light, close the door, and there is silence.
Then came the extremely suppressed sobbing, choking in pain.
Pei Chuan made the call according to Tang Jingyue's wishes, exhaling in loneliness and feeling sad.
Lingxi asked himself and answered: "Huo'er, you said that after more than ten years of training, Kunlun failed to mature this white-eyed wolf."
"As long as he takes the initiative to stand up and give an honest explanation, I can spare his life for the sake of Uncle Jingyue."
"What's more, he called me Senior Sister, and he didn't call me Senior Sister for nothing."
Dao Huo'er flipped the candy wrapper and said without raising his head: "You are soft-hearted again, aren't you?"
Lingxi laughed at himself: "I just don't want to see Master Jingyue sad."
Dao Huo'er said bluntly: "Chen Xuanjun teamed up with the four forces to intercept you halfway. If I hadn't arrived in time, what awaited you would have been your soul and spirit."
"As a result, Xiao Yizi fell into the trap of the Taoists. He escaped with serious injuries and his whereabouts are unknown."
"As the young master of Kunlun, you are indeed qualified to forgive Du Qingyang, but you cannot feel compassion on behalf of Tigo."
"According to his wishes, everyone who hurts you should die."
