Chapter 280 Two People in Unhappy Moods

The word "tight" struck the string like a heavy blow, causing Hua Buxiu to choke and his ear tips to turn bright red.

He pressed his lips together tightly, turned his eyes away, and held his breath without saying a word.

He couldn't help but think that his voice was so hoarse and confused that he had actually uttered a few lewd words...

Among them is this character...

What's wrong with you?

Seeing that he was getting more and more tense, Jiang Xianwan had no choice but to change the subject.

Hua Buxiu curled his fingertips, took a deep breath, and suppressed the chaotic thoughts surging in his mind like a torrential downpour. "I don't know. I only know that I ran into Lin Qingran by chance."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xianwan's expression turned strange. "You don't know? Hmm?"

This "hmm" is quite intriguing.

Hua Buxiu could tell the truth, and couldn't help but raise his hand to flick her forehead, gritting his teeth to prove his innocence.

"You unfilial disciple! Your...master did not!"

Is he the kind of person who would casually sleep with a complete stranger?

How dare this wicked disciple doubt him?

"Oh." Jiang Xianwan was relieved. "That's good."

It would be a little uncomfortable to share a man with someone else.

They shamelessly refuse to consider that they themselves are no different.

Hua Buxiu knew her subtle reactions all too well. She closed half of her eyelashes, and the faint blush on her cheeks burned all the way to her ears.

I felt both annoyed and angry.

There was also a faint hint of murderous intent stemming from a lack of trust.

Realizing the air had suddenly turned a bit chilly, Jiang Xianwan covered her mouth and coughed lightly. "Are these Yun Weize's clothes?"

Hua Buxiu: "...Hmm."

He's lost his mustard seed bag, so where is he going to get a change of clothes?

The original clothes were already somewhat worn, and then...

So he had Yun Weize send over a set.

Jiang Xianwan's gaze fell on the dark-colored, gold-embroidered dress lying on the bedside table, and her face finally couldn't help but blush.

I realized that she had suffered terribly for five days, feeling like she was dying, all because of those eight words.

She pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly stood up.

As she reached the door, she smiled, but her peripheral vision failed to catch a glimpse of the stunningly handsome man, as if she no longer had the courage to look at him.

"Master."

"You can forget about it."

He paused for a moment.

"Once you're healed, you should return to your sect."

She tried to find something else in Hua Buxiu's eyes, but after observing for a long time, all she could see was regret and self-blame.

Her relationship with Hua Buxiu, as master and disciple, may ultimately end in that narrow mountain cave.

After this, I'm afraid we'll never see each other again.

She, too, has no home anymore.

With her sudden, caring words, the man on the bed suddenly lost his composure, or perhaps he was unable to react immediately.

The color drained from his cheeks, his expression went blank for a moment, and a pitiful bewilderment filled his eyes.

As if unaware and ignorant, his wicked disciple had been perfectly fine with him just moments before, but the words he uttered the next second left no room for negotiation.

The wicked disciple is being driven away.

Jiang Xianwan was trying to get rid of him.

Hua Buxiu suddenly raised his eyes, staring intently at the back of the figure that would disappear from his sight in just one step. His eyes instantly became moist and red, every muscle in his body seemed to crack in silence, and even his breath felt like a betrayal.

His wicked disciple did outrageous things for him.

Even if it meant his death, he would never want to deceive her in that way, in that place.

But he was secretly delighted.

The selfish, joyful, and wicked disciple was locked in a small space by him, and every part of him was kissed and kissed in a wanton manner by him. His voice became hoarse from crying because of him.

And she, besides her love for him and her desire to keep him from dying, truly had no other feelings for him?

The five days that secretly brought him joy could only become a barrier separating him and his disciple...

Hua Buxiu's expression was blank, almost defeated. His fingertips, frozen in mid-air, quietly slipped down as he watched his wicked disciple disappear from his sight without any hesitation.

His wicked disciple is leaving.

Also, get rid of him.

I will never see him again!

Unable to hear any attempts to stop her, Jiang Xianwan turned her back to him, took another step, and did not look back.

The moment the door closed, his previously unmoved expression gradually turned into one of gritted teeth, unseen by those behind him.

You beautiful flower girl.

No wonder he's brothers with Yun Weize.

These two are like clam shells that can't be pried open.

They kicked her out as soon as she went in, and she didn't even say anything after she had finished applying the medicine.

Why do I have to pretend with her like this?

Does she have to speak first?

She just wouldn't say a word!

God knows, she had tried several times to press him down and bite his lips hard to see if they were as hard as that part.

But... she held back.

She bit it, and it was indeed soft.

Putting aside the issue of soft or hard tactics, she was determined to teach that beautiful woman a lesson today, and make her cry in her own bed!

Where is the smugness of someone who is usually so adept at manipulating others?

Is this supposed to be a romantic relationship with her right now?

Why didn't you have a pure and innocent relationship with her in the cave?

That almost killed her.

If she can't subdue them one by one, wouldn't that make Jiang Xianwan useless?

Jiang Xianwan's superb and impeccable acting skills effortlessly brought the toughest and most difficult-to-handle beauty to tears.

She felt great, but she was still a little angry inside.

He crushed a small pebble with his toes as if in a fit of pique, and came to a lush, green forest. He picked a thick branch and lay down on it.

Raise an eyebrow.

"Sect Leader Wu?"

Wu Miao responded softly, then pondered for a moment, "What are you thinking about? I'm such a big person and you didn't even see me?"

Jiang Xian glanced sideways at the man lying on the other side of the tree branch, his arm as a pillow, but avoided answering.

"What has Sect Leader Wu been through these past few days? Why is he unhappy?"

Now, neither of the two people, who were in a bad mood, spoke to each other.

After a long period of time, Wu Miao stared blankly at the ray of sunlight piercing through the dense leaves, her fingertips like marionettes touching her heart.

"Wanwan, it feels a bit stuffy here."

"oh."

His hair ornaments were crooked, his otherwise impeccably dressed clothes were now wrinkled, and he wore a world-weary face that looked like he could jump into a river or hang himself at any moment.

Even a fool could see that he was incredibly bored, wishing he could become a fool himself.

Wu Miao lowered her eyes and remained quiet for a long time. Suddenly, she turned to look at the figure hidden among the leaves, with eyes lightly closed, pretending to be asleep.

"I have a friend."

Jiang Xianwan: "...Hmm."

Wu Miao clenched his slender fingers, the white fabric embroidered with cloud patterns on his palm in a messy mess, revealing his inner turmoil.

He didn't want to live such an unhappy life, but he had no one to talk to.

Muster your courage.

"He and his apprentice almost made a terrible mistake."

Jiang Xianwan, who had already made a grave mistake, raised her long eyelashes and said, "..."

His gaze was fixed on Wu Miao's face, who was clearly immersed in an unspeakable and inescapable world of pain.

Obviously, they weren't talking about her.

The tense back relaxed slightly.

Wu Miao looked dejected, as if she had spilled everything, and continued to mutter, "Master only regarded her as an ordinary disciple. She just lost her mind and had an accident."

"But that scene was witnessed by several elders and another disciple of that master."

Jiang Xianwan's fingertips twitched slightly, and she narrowed her eyes.

He lost his mind.

He lost his mind.

What a Lin Qingran!

I originally thought the system could only control some strange beasts, but I never expected it could control a person like Hua Buxiu.

No wonder Wu Miao begged Emperor Yin to spare her life; it turns out she was seen by someone and had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.

"Did you do it or not?"