Chapter 39 Tonight, I'll be sleepless, except for Su Yu.
The demon youths were clearly unable to stand his calm and provocative demeanor, especially since they were all considered geniuses and prodigies among the demons.
No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't avoid a crushing defeat.
After all, Su Yu and Feng Huaijin not only had high cultivation levels, but their combat awareness and skills were also honed through years of real combat experience.
Su Yu glanced at his junior brothers and sisters, who were lying scattered on the ground, put his hands behind his back, sheathed his sword, and said indifferently, "Too weak, they need to practice more."
"Awooo—!!!"
Suddenly, a horrific scream erupted from the pile of "corpses".
The eldest brother really does have that power.
"No, Senior Brother!!"
"Senior brother, I can warm your bed, so I won't have to practice extra!"
That's so shameless, who shouted that?
Su Yu pressed down on Feng Huaijin's restless sword and said coldly, "The one who calls for bed warmers, be tougher."
"Junior brothers and sisters, would you mind keeping an eye on me?"
This sentence was spoken in a gentler tone.
Then another round of excited promises erupted from below.
A senior brother with absolute strength still holds considerable authority.
After the competition, Grand Instructor Minfeng led Su Yu and Feng Twelve to their residence.
The direct disciples of Yuanfu all live on Chuanyuan Peak, but they are all in independent courtyards, some far apart and some close, and the disciples can choose for themselves.
Su Yu and Feng Huaijin both disliked being disturbed, so they simply chose two courtyards adjacent to each other on the mountaintop.
After leading them to the back, Minfeng gave them a few instructions and then hurriedly left to deal with yet another student fight.
Since killing each other is not allowed, let's vent our anger by fighting.
—A famous quote from a student of Yuanfu.
Su Yu has already started tidying up her yard.
After making the bed, he turned around and sat on the edge of the bed to look at Feng Huaijin.
The handsome young man was tall and immature, but still had a youthful air about him. He pursed his lips and silently used his cleaning magic to tidy up Su Yu's room.
Su Yu couldn't help but chuckle. "You're so old already, and you still want to sleep with me?"
After the room was cleaned, Feng Huaijin silently squatted down next to Su Yu's legs and tugged at his sleeve.
"I'm just not used to it, but I'm all grown up now, it's time for me to sleep by myself."
Su Yu looked down; the boy indeed looked aggrieved but kind-hearted.
"Okay, shall we go tidy up your yard then?"
"...Okay, brother."
Swallowing the bitterness of growing up, Feng Huaijin reluctantly followed Su Yu into the courtyard next door that belonged to him.
It was a happy occasion that my brother helped me tidy up.
But the thought of being kicked out of the room makes me completely unhappy.
Su Yu got up from the bathtub feeling refreshed. Clear water droplets rolled off her skin and dripped onto the water's surface, creating ripples.
Her long, wet white hair cascaded down her chest, obscuring her tall, well-proportioned figure and her cold, indifferent yet undeniably delicate and pretty face, along with the misty spray.
Using her magical energy to dry the moisture off her body and change into clean undergarments, Su Yu calmly returned to her bedroom to rest.
Then I rolled around freely on the bed.
Waaah, how long has it been since he enjoyed having a big bed all to himself? Even though the kid is cute, it feels so good to have a bed all to himself.
It's pressing on my hair!
Su Yu pulled out a strand of hair that had been trapped under her body and gently touched it to comfort her.
It's not easy to maintain such smooth, long hair like his; he really loves it.
Okay, time for bed. I'll go find Hua Xian and Yu Ronglan to play with tomorrow.
Hua Xian should recognize him, right?
Little Twelve should be going to bed by now.
Su Yu closed her eyes with peace of mind.
Unbeknownst to him, the three demons he had thought of would be sleepless tonight.
Next door, Feng Huaijin lay flat on his back with his hands at his sides, staring blankly at the ceiling with his red eyes.
I want to sleep with my brother.
Although my brother likes to move around a lot while sleeping, he'll stay still if I hold him tight.
My brother had a cool, refreshing scent that made me feel especially at ease. Although they used the same toiletries, I didn't have such a pleasant fragrance.
So, who exactly is Ah Yao that my brother is talking about?
Brother, brother, brother…
Feng Huaijin rolled over and pressed himself against the wall, then suddenly realized that they were separated by a courtyard, and his brother was not on the other side of the wall.
The crimson eyes stared at the wall for a while, as if it had made a decision.
The figure on the bed disappeared.
A furtive figure appeared outside Su Yu's bedroom window and climbed into the room through the window.
While Su Yu was asleep, she felt a familiar presence approaching her.
There is no threat; it is friendly.
He turned over and went back to sleep.
In another courtyard on Chuanyuan Peak, the lights were on.
Yu Ronglan leaned back in her chair, yawning with her eyes half-closed: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Although with their cultivation levels they could go without sleep for several days without much trouble, if Hua Xian didn't give a clear explanation, he wouldn't keep up.
Hua Xian slammed his hand on the table: "That masked chief disciple's sword! Did you see it?!"
“I saw it, I saw it,” Yu Ronglan replied good-naturedly, and then reminded him, “You should call him Senior Brother, otherwise don’t blame me if you get punished one day.”
"Pah!" Hua Xian suddenly stood up and paced back and forth. "Let me tell you! If I really think what I am, I won't acknowledge this senior brother! And you're not allowed to acknowledge him either!"
"What's wrong? We don't have any dealings with them, do we?"
Hua Xian stopped, turned around, and placed her hands on Yu Ronglan's shoulders, saying fiercely, "That sword belongs to my brother Ajiu!"
"Who knows how that scoundrel got his hands on it!"
Hua Xian's long, messy, red curly hair fluttered slightly, and sparks crackled all around her.
In his bright black eyes burned a flame known as anger and grief.
He knew that Ajiu had saved their Liuhua City, and even put herself in danger because of it, and her whereabouts were still unknown.
If Ajiu has passed away, then his sword should be retrieved and buried in a cenotaph.
Yu Ronglan became serious, but still hesitated: "This...it can't necessarily be that the chief disciple harmed Ajiu, can it?"
Hua Xian shook him violently, heartbroken: "What good things could the Yuan family have? They're all treacherous and cunning! Like you!"
Even Ajiu can't outmaneuver Senior Brother Yuanfu, let alone Ajiu who's so easy to talk to!
Moreover, Ah Jiu has a head of black hair, and no matter how you look at it, she has nothing to do with that white-haired guy.
"Think about it clearly! Is it more likely that the scoundrel tricked you into getting the sword, or is it more likely that A-Jiu willingly handed it over?"
"Ah Jiu loves his Frost Flowing Sword so much, as long as the sword is there, the demon is there too!"
Yu Ronglan was dizzy from being shaken, and when she heard him use his demonic form to attack, her face twisted involuntarily for a moment: "Stop, you son of a bitch!"
Hua Xian quickly withdrew her hand and was about to run outside: "I need to check on that mask!"
Now it was Yu Ronglan's turn to slam his fist on the table. He took a deep breath in frustration and shouted, "What time is it! Where are you going! Come back!"
"That dog, the mask only arrived at Yuan Mansion today, it definitely needs to rest, you won't be able to see the demon even if you go!"
Hua Xian squatted down, hugging her calves in worry: "What should we do?"
Yu Ronglan braced her forehead against the table with one hand, feeling that the scales at the corners of her eyes were becoming even more dry.
"Tomorrow, we'll go check again. We'll say it's to celebrate Senior Brother He's move into Chuanyuan Peak, and we'll prepare some gifts..."
"We still have to give gifts to that scoundrel?!"
Yu Ronglan gritted her teeth: "Then say you're going to see if you need any help. Hua Xian, you better shut up! I'll do the talking!"
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