Xuan Yue Ningshuang emptied a storage bag and filled it with empty wooden barrels.

Fortunately, she has the third level of Qi Refining, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to use the storage bag and talismans.

Xuanyue Ningshuang's storage bag is large and can fill three wooden barrels.

The storage bag Hou Dongsheng got from Dongfang Yu could only hold one and a half barrels.

The storage bags for the rest of the Qi Refining Minor Cultivators are only half a barrel in size. Large magic weapons must be shrunk before they can be put into the storage bags. If they are long-handled weapons that cannot be shrunk, they can only be carried on the body.

Fetch water back and forth several times.

Finally the bathtub was filled with water.

Close doors and windows.

Make sure that the man is indeed gone.

Xuan Yue Ningshuang carefully took off her coat...

You must be very careful when taking off your clothes. The life-saving needle is thick and long. If you touch it, you will definitely be in pain.

On weekdays, Cuiyun's maid helps her undress, but now she can only do it by herself.

"ah!"

Finally, I accidentally touched the life-locking needle.

Xuan Yue Ningshuang groaned in pain.

The forehead was covered with sweat.

Take off your long skirt.

In the future, it is better not to wear long skirts when there is no one to serve you.

But this needle stuck in the chest...

Xuan Yue Ningshuang lay down in the tub with a helpless face.

The person from the past came to mind again...

The ignorant Lu Hongjin, himself harboring evil intentions, his ambitious plans, Lu Hongjin’s feelings for him...

And Lu Hongjin’s almost genius body-refining talent...

If Lu Hongjin had not died, he might really be able to revive the Xuanyang Sect with his talent...

And all of this was caused by himself.

You are really reaping the consequences of your own actions.

And that old guy Mo Qiu Yuantong is secretly causing trouble!

Lu Hongjin self-destructed his body that day. Although he was seriously injured and unconscious, his cultivation was not completely ruined.

It was the old guy Mo Qiu Yuantong who, in the name of saving himself, locked up his own cultivation and cut off his own path.

Hate heaven, hate earth, hate myself!

It's quiet at night.

Xuan Yue Ningshuang's eyes shed tears...

Gently wipe away tears.

She has cried too many times in the past six months.

After all, we still have to face reality.

The road has been cut off. No matter how unwilling you are, you can only do the thing of having children.

Thinking of this...

Xuan Yue Ningshuang sighed slightly.

Since we have to finally take this step, we might as well live in the pool outside and bathe.

Why bother?

Thinking about it...

Xuan Yue Ningshuang closed her eyes sleepily.
Chapter completed!