"Snap"
Sijiu's scabbard hit Shen Xinghe's arm.
"Why lift it so high?"
"Oh." Shen Xinghe lowered his hands obediently.
"Too low." Sijiu's voice was already a little gritted.
"oh oh."
“High!!”
Si Jiu felt like a blood vessel was about to burst, so he took three or two steps forward, stood behind Shen Xinghe, and then held his hand from behind.
She guided his arm as he swung the spirit sword, and placed her other hand on his waist, guiding him to follow the corresponding movements of the sword.
"Don't be too impatient when infusing spiritual energy. Treat your spiritual sword as a part of your body. Let the spiritual energy flow, and everything will naturally fall into place."
She was a head shorter than him, so it must have been very strange for her to be practicing moves with him from behind. However, when Shen Xinghe heard her clear and cold voice, he felt lazy and relaxed, not wanting to think about anything.
His back was completely enveloped by her aura.
Although she and her spiritual power gave people a cold feeling, Shen Xinghe felt that his back was burning hot.
His thoughts drifted unconsciously, and he couldn't help but think of the scene he had seen in Guanghan Pool, and that scene was perfectly connected with his dream. He pressed her to the edge of Guanghan Pool, pressing against her hard and hot.
She didn't say a word in her dream, but her face had lost all its usual cold and noble arrogance. Instead, the corners of her eyes were moist, her cheeks were rosy, and even her pale lips seemed to be covered with crystal honey, tempting to pick them.
He could even clearly remember the curve of her neck in his dream, her small and cute collarbone, and her waist that seemed like it could be held in one hand.
There is also the faint hum that is suppressed between the teeth.
“Well, isn’t this well done?”
"Remember that feeling just now. Now I will challenge you to a duel."
The feeling on his hands and back disappeared, Shen Xingchen suddenly woke up, and then looked down in disbelief.
"What? Do you think you are now capable enough to attack with your back to your master?"
The voice behind him was still cold and silent, but to his ears, it seemed to overlap with the restrained, sweet and subtle voice in his dream.
He just felt more and more tight and painful.
Because every time he came here these days, it was an excuse to practice, so he didn't wear a loose robe, but a Qingyue Mountain disciple's battle uniform that was convenient for movement.
The top and trousers were a smart and heroic style, with a belt around the waist and drawstrings around the trouser legs that tucked into the boots. Although the trousers were not very tight, the material was thin, and his condition could be seen at a glance.
"Oh... In that case, I will teach you how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is."
Behind him, Ning Qingmeng's voice and the sound of swords came together.
Emperor Tianshi, who always thought he was at ease, suddenly panicked for the first time in his life.
So much so that he made a very wrong decision.
Instead of turning around to fight, Shen Xinghe ran away.
Si Jiu's eyebrows twitched. Damn, do you have to be so cowardly?
How can I face your identity as the male protagonist in this world in the future?
Even if you are my baby, I can't help but dislike you, okay?
"Come back here."
Si Jiu was annoyed by Shen Xinghe's cowardice. He flicked his sleeves and released spiritual power towards Shen Xinghe, wrapping him up and pulling him back forcefully.
With Shen Xinghe's current level of cultivation, he can actually break free easily.
But he was only at the initial stage of foundation building in front of his master, so he couldn't resist unless he wanted to be exposed. He couldn't beat Zhu Hua Xianjun yet.
Helpless, he could only let Sijiu pull him back.
But Sijiu never expected that he would suddenly turn around and pounce on him.
It didn't look like an attacking posture, but rather like it was unable to stand steadily.
The next second, the master and disciple fell to the ground in a hug.
Sijiu was held down tightly by Shen Xinghe.
"I..." She suddenly froze.
She turned her head to the left with difficulty. Her Jingque and Shen Xingchen's sword were lying quietly on the ground.
Sijiu: “!!!”
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