The next day.

When Gu Yangyang woke up and opened her eyes, she saw the mirror in her arms, while Fei Nan, who was originally sleeping in her arms, was nowhere to be found.

She sat up from the bed and realized that there was already enough daylight outside. It must be getting late.

Looking at the mirror in her hand, she couldn't help but rub the corner with her hand. Thinking of how she was lulled to sleep by the story told by the great Demon Lord last night, her cheeks became slightly hot and she felt a little uncomfortable.

It wasn't that she wanted to be lulled to sleep by the other party, it was just that the strange stories in the world of immortal cultivation were so interesting that she wanted to hear more. Plus, the man's deep and steady voice made her feel sleepy while listening to him. She didn't even know when she fell asleep...

[Alas... it’s all because his voice is so suitable for telling stories...] Gu Yangyang muttered in her heart.

A faint sound came from beyond the layers of gauze.

Gu Yangyang paused and looked over there, only to find that there was someone else in the hall.

She quickly got off the bed, put on her shoes, and walked out.

I don’t know where Feinan went. Maybe he went out to play somewhere.

Through the layers of hanging red gauze, the closer you get, the figure sitting at the table becomes clearer from hazy.

The whole body is snow-white, without a speck of dust.

His back was straight and his black hair fell behind his shoulders.

The eyes on the banished immortal-like face were clear and calm. When he heard her approaching footsteps, he raised his eyes and looked at her with his calm eyes.

The sunlight outside the hall slanted into the hall and sprinkled on the right side of the man's body, as if coating him with a layer of hazy golden light.

Gu Yangyang forgot to breathe for a moment and was stunned by the beauty before her.

However, what she didn't know was that while she was staring in amazement, there was also a different look in the man's eyes when he looked at her.

"Awake?" Yan Wu asked calmly.

There was almost no fluctuation in his tone, and one could not tell from listening whether he truly cared about the girl in front of him.

Gu Yangyang remembered what the man said last night that he would personally teach her how to practice in the future. She knew that she must have woken up late. Facing the man's calm face, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous, "Hmm..."

For some reason, she felt that the person in front of her was a little strange.

If she had felt grateful and dependent on Yan Wu when Yan Wu suddenly appeared and saved her when she was dealing with the fox demon, and felt that he had a kind of aura that made her feel at ease, then now, she felt that Yan Wu's aura had become a little complicated.

It was like a mixture of various emotions. Restraint and forbearance, yearning and desire, calmness and rationality, and the verge of fanaticism...

The original reassuring atmosphere also transformed into an extremely subtle attraction, as if the other party had something special, constantly tempting her to get closer to him...

"What's wrong?" Perhaps because he saw her staring at him, the man asked.

Gu Yangyang thought about it and shook her head, "Nothing."

"Yeah." A dark light flashed in the man's eyes, which quickly disappeared. "Did you sleep well last night?"

Gu Yangyang: “Yeah.”

"These... were all arranged by you?" Although Yan Wu did not specify, Gu Yangyang knew what he was talking about.

She glanced awkwardly at the various fancy decorations in the hall, especially the layers of red gauze entwined together. When the wind didn't blow in, this place looked like a silk cave. When the wind blew in, it turned into a place of pleasure...

The atmosphere was ambiguous, not at all like that of an immortal sect. Only someone like Yan Wu could barely suppress the extravagant atmosphere here.

Gu Yangyang felt that she would be discovered sooner or later, but she didn't expect that day to come so early.

Without even thinking, she bowed her head and promised, "Master, I will restore Chonghua Palace to its previous state."

"No problem." The cold voice rejected her, and then slowly said: "That's great."

"......"

Gu Yangyang quietly looked at Yan Wu's expression. The other person's face was cold and clear from beginning to end, without a trace of extra emotion. It seemed that he was really not angry.

Even though his own bedroom was turned into such a mess, Yan Wu was not angry at all. It seemed that Yan Wu really indulged this body...

Gu Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, the plot is so broken. She is really a little scared that the master who was originally very tolerant and kind to this body will directly become a harsh and mean image to this body!

But now it seems that although the plot has collapsed, it has not collapsed completely. Except for Jiang Zhisi and Jiang Ziqing who were more affected, the others are still relatively normal.

007: [......]

"Yes, since Master is satisfied, then I will remain as I am." Gu Yangyang said in a low voice.

Yan Wu said calmly, "Yeah."

Gu Yangyang stood in front of the table and found a painting spread out on the table. It looked like it had just been completed. If nothing unexpected happened, it should have been painted by Yan Wu while he was waiting for her to wake up.

She couldn't help but glance at the painting a few more times. Before she could see the content clearly, a white light flashed before her eyes, and she saw that the painting had been put away by the man.

"......"

Gu Yangyang was a little confused. She subconsciously thought that the other party didn't want her to see it, but she couldn't ask, so she smiled awkwardly and changed the subject, asking: "What time is it now? Master has been waiting for a long time, right? Why didn't you wake me up?"

Her eyes were wandering a little, so she didn't notice the man's back suddenly relaxed when he put the painting away in time.

"It's already 9 o'clock." The man said in a steady voice, "We didn't have to wait long."

It's the Si hour now, doesn't that mean it's almost noon?

She slept until noon?

Knowing that the other party was saving face for her, Gu Yangyang also responded quietly without exposing him. However, judging from the time the other party had spent on a painting, he must have come in the early morning.

Thinking of this, Gu Yangyang felt a little uncomfortable again.

The morning hour has come. Doesn't that mean that she is still dreaming and the man is sitting here? Although she knew that with the Immortal Venerable's temperament, the other party would not see her sleeping, but just thinking about how she slept for so long under the eyes of another person, Gu Yangyang still felt a little ashamed.

Perhaps he noticed something was wrong with her, the man's cold eyes fell on her face, and for a moment his eyes met hers, causing Gu Yangyang to shudder, "What are you thinking about?"

Somehow, Gu Yangyang was a little flustered by his look: "No, nothing..."

Yan Wu: "Well, you need to concentrate when you practice later."

"Yes, Master."