The sky was turning pale.

Qinggu Peak, outside Qingxin Hall.

There are a hundred-foot-long white jade staircase, and below it is a spacious front yard planted with bright osmanthus.

The floors, walls, roofs and corridors of the entire courtyard are all built with the finest pear wood. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. The spiritual energy with a cool fragrance nourishes the meridians day and night and is extremely nourishing.

Wen Shili sat in front of the stone table, wearing white clothes and a golden crown, as cool and clear as an icy spring, and was looking at the medicine bottle in his hand thoughtfully.

A familiar smell slowly approached. Wen Shili's fingers holding the medicine bottle paused for a moment, and then he pretended not to notice.

The eyes were covered with a pair of hands.

"Master! Guess who this disciple is?"

"..." Wen Shili pushed his hand away, stood up, lowered his eyes and asked, "Have you learned the new swordsmanship?"

Jiang Ziyou rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "Hehe, I came to you because I haven't learned it yet. Master, please show me one more time..."

Wen Shili smiled faintly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Well, if you have learned it, you won't come to me for a teacher anymore."

Jiang Ziyou stretched out two tentacle-like hands, hugged his neck tightly, leaned over to his ear, and whispered: "How could it be, come to find the master after you learn it."

"Okay, let go. I'll demonstrate it to you. Watch carefully." Wen Shili said calmly.

"Master is the best!" Jiang Ziyu shouted, taking a few steps back and giving him 200% concentration.

Wen Shili drew his sword swiftly, and his long hair fluttered in the wind as he danced with the sword.

The figure that resembles a fallen angel, coupled with the cold and focused expression when dancing with the sword, constitutes an absolutely beautiful painting that makes all the onlookers stare in a trance!

After the demonstration, Wen Shili put away his sword, turned around, and found that his apprentice was staring at him with his mouth wide open, his eyes were round and round, not blinking, as if he was infatuated.

Wen Shili didn't show it on his face, but a smile appeared in his eyes: "Why are you staring at me like that? Did you remember the moves I just made?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Ziyu nodded hurriedly, drew out the Flying Eagle Flowing Cloud Sword, and began to practice every move seriously.

After performing the last move of the sword style, Jiang Ziyu put away the sword with extremely standard movements.

He hurriedly slid in front of Wen Shili and wagged his nonexistent tail, "Master, did I do a good job just now?"

“It’s OK.”

Jiang Ziyou was so happy that he danced with joy: "Master, you praised me! I am one step closer to becoming a great sword master as respected as Master!"

"Pride makes people fall behind." Wen Shili patted his head, handed him the medicine bottle in his hand, and said, "The seals that suppress the ferocious beasts in the scattered evil-repelling caves at the foot of the mountain have loosened. I am going to go down the mountain to repair it and will be back in three days. You must take the medicine on time and practice swordsmanship well. Don't be careless."

The voice is calm and pleasant, which makes people feel at ease.

"Okay, Master. I will wait for you to come back."

Jiang Ziyou didn't think much of it. After all, his master had to go down the mountain for a few days every month to retrieve treasures and magical instruments, to exorcise demons, or to strengthen the seal...

In short, Master is very busy, busy protecting all living beings in the world.

Wen Shili was about to leave when he recalled what the Demon Lord had said when he escaped, and he felt a little uneasy.

When a cultivator is restless, it often indicates that something concerning himself will happen.

He turned around, and a white cloud returning to the crane bracelet appeared, which he put on Jiang Ziyu's hand.

"Master, this is..."

"Some of my master's spiritual power and aura are stored on it for you to use for self-defense."

"Besides self-defense, does it have other uses? For example, summoning a divine beast, or teleporting instantly?"

Wen Shili was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Master said, protect yourself."

"Oh...if I wear it, can I become as tall as my master? What about invisibility?"

Wen Shili: “…”

…

At this time, in a house in Qinggu Peak.

Jiang Niannian was still sleeping, while Yin Buqi was lying on his side looking at her sleeping face. The thin quilt slipped off his body, revealing his white chest.

Because of his childhood experiences, his face was often pale and he looked a little weak, but when he pestered Jiang Niannian every night, the stubbornness and cruelty that came out of his bones did not make him look like a patient.

He put one hand around Jiang Niannian's waist and played with her hair with the other.

There is always a faint floral scent on Jiang Niannian's body, and as her cultivation level improves, this scent becomes more and more obvious.

The black hair was as soft as smoke, sliding across his fingertips, the delicate touch causing a tingling sensation in his heart.

As if he was bewitched, he squinted his eyes, buried his face in her hair, rubbed it gently, and kissed it lightly.

In a daze, Jiang Niannian felt the light in front of her eyes flickering, and from time to time there was a cool touch pecking at her face.

"Don't move, it's itchy..." She reached out to push, but his wrist was grabbed and pressed on top of her head.

The crispy|tickling|itchy sensation is more intensive.

Jiang Niannian frowned and narrowed her eyes.

Then she saw a pair of red eyes looking down at her from above, his wide robe lazily opened, most of his chest hanging clearly above her.

Jiang Niannian thought of last night and felt a little scared. She smiled awkwardly and said, "No, I won't give up. Good morning. It's time to get up."

The man said nothing, and his red lips tightened even more.

He stared at her, his gaze starting from her eyes that were a little red and swollen from crying too long last night, slowly sliding across her small and delicate nose, and stopping at her moist cherry red lips.

His breathing became heavier.

Danger! Danger! Danger!

The two looked at each other for three seconds. Jiang Niannian took advantage of the situation and jumped up, throwing off the quilt and preparing to escape from the bed which would become the crime scene. However, she was pushed back by someone, who also wrapped her in the quilt like a caterpillar.

Yin Buqi's Adam's apple rolled and his voice became hoarse: "Niannian, after one night of love, you don't recognize me anymore?"

Jiang Niannian blinked.

Who was the one who spent the night together?

"Niannian, can you stay a little longer?" Yin Buqi hugged her and rubbed her neck.

Jiang Niannian wanted to push his hand away, but he held her tightly. His warm breath swept across her neck, feeling itchy and comfortable.

"Can you let me go now?"

"No, no." Yin Buqi spoke softly and coquettishly. He raised his head and looked at her with a pair of wet red eyes, which made people shudder.

Jiang Niannian on the surface: "..."

The Jiang Nian Nian in my heart: If you don’t give up, you will act coquettishly, and Nian Nian’s soul will float away!

It’s over, it’s over, this unfilial boy has mastered the ultimate secret of acting like a spoiled brat!

She is no match for him!

"Well, just for a while, no more..." Jiang Niannian turned her head away, her face slightly flushed.

"Niannian is so nice." Yin Buqi's lips curled up into a smile, with an expectant look in his eyes. He was unnaturally well-behaved, but the movements of his hands were not at all well-behaved.

Reason: Run! Please put on some pants! Ms. Jiang Niannian!

Jiang Niannian: Go to hell! Who can say no to a gorgeous monster who is obsessed with you!!!

Yin Buqi narrowed his eyes dangerously and coaxed her in a soft voice: "Today I want to kiss Nian Nian all over her body..."

Jiang Niannian: !!! Um, is it too late for me to run now? !