"And you, don't think you can just go and fight recklessly; even if you risk your life, it won't help. It will only make all the disciples who admire you in the Daoist Palace sad and cry."
"We just need to do what we can and leave the rest to fate; believe that the gods and buddhas have their own plans."
Jiang Yiyi buried her face in Chu Xuan's embrace, holding him and crying helplessly, "But, but..."
"There's no 'but,' I will protect you, not let anyone harm you or let anything happen to you."
The little junior sister to the side was already stunned, how could she feel that her senior brother's attitude and tone were a bit strange?
No, no, no, it must be her own wicked thoughts, her senior brother is not that kind of person. This is just normal comforting, she secretly warned herself in her heart.
After Jiang Yiyi's emotions calmed down a bit, she used her tear-stained little face to rub on Chu Xuan's clothes.
