Chapter 25 - Eighty-seven peach blossoms
Chapter 25: Eighty-seven peach blossoms
Jiang Huai opened the bamboo-handled umbrella.
The rain in the mountains was fine and continuous, and Luo Qingyu huddled obediently under his umbrella. The umbrella wasn’t large, so they had to stand close together, while Chu Xianning walked indifferently in the rain, protecting herself with spiritual energy so that not a drop of rain could stain her.
Today was the last day of the elimination round.
Because of the rain, after Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu sat down, Luo Qingyu used spiritual energy to shield them from the rain. Jiang Huai, having stayed up late craving Luo Qingyu’s watery eyes the night before, began to feel sleepy as soon as he sat down. He leaned his head on Luo Qingyu’s shoulder, lazily watching the competition below with half-closed eyes.
Wen Wanwan’s match was in the seventh round, and it seemed she was lucky, facing a female swordsman who ranked five hundred and ninety-second in the last inner sect competition. Although she won, she was still injured.
Jiang Huai was asleep; it was Luo Qingyu who shook him awake and whispered,
“That sister with the surname Wen is injured again.”
“Give her some healing medicine.”
Jiang Huai shook out a small medicine bottle from his storage ring.
Luo Qingyu obediently ran down and handed the healing medicine to Wen Wanwan. Wen Wanwan looked at Jiang Huai from afar, but saw him lying on the chair with his eyes closed, and for some reason, a sense of inexplicable loss quietly emerged in her heart.
“Brother Jiang Huai stayed up too late with me last night, so he’s very sleepy.”