"Get up," Gu Yan said calmly.
Then he pinched Hua Qingyue's barely suppressed smile.
"Master, Ruoli and Jieyu will listen to you. Please show mercy in the future," Qingyue said with a slight bow.
Gu Yan looked at the two women who had their heads down and said, "Don't worry, I will never hurt you in the future."
Then they headed to other places, and there were several places they hadn't even searched yet.
Then, led by the two women, they searched for nearly a hundred herbs that were over a hundred years old. The oldest one seemed to be close to three hundred years old, and should be called a spiritual herb.
Then he went to the Sutra Repository. Gu Yan flipped through a few sword manuals, found them to be so-so, and tossed them aside.
Hmm.
Suddenly, Gu Yan grabbed a book from his hand: The Secret Manual of Acacia.
? ? ?
Hua Qingyue's expression changed slightly before she said, "Master, this might have been a cultivation technique from the Hehuan Sect, which they secretly kept hidden."
"What? So evil? We must not let it spread in the world." Gu Yan said with great righteousness.
Then I put it into my storage ring, and will study it sometime later—no, I'll figure out how to crack it.
Hua Qingyue glanced at her master speechlessly, but then thought that what her master was doing was no different from the demonic path, so she said nothing more.
Then Gu Yan led them to a relatively clean little house, folded his wings on his back, and lay down on Hua Qingyue's lap as always, asking her to massage his temples.
I'm so tired these past two days, I can't take it anymore.
Then Hua Qingyue gestured for the two women to massage Gu Yan's legs. Gu Yan nodded to himself and then fell into a deep sleep.
Hua Qingyue looked at her sleeping master, gently stroked his face with her jade hand, kissed him, and continued massaging him, her movements much gentler.
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