Shangguan asked, thoughtfully playing with the black mist in his hand.
I have been wandering around Mo City for a long time, just because I want to catch this organization that appears in the twenty-one states inexplicably.
This isn't the first time I've met him, but in the end I'm still a step too late.
"This disciple of the second boy is very talented. Although he is not as good as the girl from the Mo family, he still has a sword bone."
"It's no wonder that this organization is targeting him. It's a pity."
"It's true that in all my years of living, this is the first time I've seen the terrifying means of extracting other people's talents."
"..."
Shangguan Wendao sighed quietly, put the sword bone back into the mysterious jar, looked at the three people from Su Bei not far away again, and quietly disappeared from the place.
The night is as dark as ink.
Gradually it enveloped the earth, and a cold moon slowly rose into the sky.
Su Bei held Shan Wulan in his arms and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, still not recovering from the scene just now.
Shan Wulan gently leaned her face against Su Bei's chest, and hugged Su Bei with her whole soft body.
A blush appeared on his face again.
Really a senior brother.
It was not his own fantasy, but something that actually existed, suddenly appeared without warning, just like the male protagonist in a novel who suddenly appeared unreasonably and then saved himself with a sword.
Sure enough, senior brother's strength is just disguised!
How could the man he fell in love with be so useless?
Even if the other one catches up, I'm afraid the senior brother can chop it to pieces with one sword.
Listening to Su Bei's strong heartbeat, he smelled the familiar smell that was stronger than the smell of the crane cloak that he was reluctant to clean.
Shan Wulan closed her beautiful eyes, feeling an incomparable peace of mind that she had never felt before.
This is a kind of dependence that cannot be expressed in words.
I could finally lie in his arms openly and openly.
Su Bei felt that the temperature of the Ninth Junior Sister in his arms seemed to be getting higher and higher. He looked at her closed eyes and trembled slightly, and sighed softly.
Although she was slightly confused when she saw his crane cloak draped around her body, she still didn't think about it so much.
Tentatively, he reached out his hand and gently wiped the blood on the corner of Shan Wulan's mouth.
The strange thing is that Shan Wulan changed from his previous cold and aloof attitude. He did not avoid it and allowed himself to wipe it gently.
Su Bei couldn't help but be stunned.
Yes, maybe her slightly cold personality is just a way of protecting her inner weakness from the outside world.
Is this strength of Ninth Junior Sister a sign of weakness?
Xiao Ruoqing pursed her lips tightly, looking at everything in front of her with complex eyes, watching Su Bei's gentle movements, the dumpling rising and falling gently, and her little hands tightly holding the hilt of the sword.
As early as when I was in Wanqingzhai, I felt that something was wrong with Uncle Ninth Master when I saw her expression.
As a woman, I am very sensitive to this aspect.
To be precise, Ninth Master Uncle's dissatisfaction can no longer be described as "wrong". She definitely has a plan for her master in her heart.
Xiao Ruoqing pursed her lips and hesitated a little, feeling a little tired of looking down on these two people. She coughed lightly to break the somewhat ambiguous mood and said:
"Why is Uncle Ninth Master being chased by that man?"
Shan Wulan opened her eyes and realized that there were other people here.
I just wanted to struggle out of Su Bei's arms, but then I thought...why should I stand up?
I want to lie in the arms of my senior brother, and I want you to watch me!
Just be sour!
At this thought, Shan Wulan's face turned red and her heart stopped beating. She felt even more confident while lying in Su Bei's arms. Her eyes returned to a cold color and she said lightly:
"I won't be able to tell for a while."
"..."
Suddenly, he felt a warm feeling coming from his waist, and Shan Wulan suddenly became a little panicked.
What is Senior Brother going to do?
Under Shan Wulan's surprised gaze, Su Bei inserted his hand into her back, which was covered with a crane cloak, and gently helped her up.
With only a layer of clothes between them, I felt an indescribable warmth and delicateness.
The crane cloak slipped gently, and Su Bei saw her purple gauze dress stained red with blood, and could still vaguely see the delicate snow-white collarbone.
Su Bei forced himself not to look at this. After all, the gods descended to earth and saved Ninth Junior Sister with great power. How could he do such a villainous thing?
He leaned her weak body against the big tree, picked up the crane cloak that fell on the ground and gave it to her to cushion.
Shan Wulan stared blankly at Su Bei who was doing all this to her. Seeing the gentle look in his eyes, her eyes were a little blurry. She bit her lower lip and said softly:
"When I passed by this place just now, I discovered that my Sword Sect disciple was killed by two masked men."
"..."
Listening to Shan Wulan's explanation, Su Bei frowned, looking thoughtfully at the silver sign he just picked up from the ground, and then suddenly reacted with a slightly rushed voice:
"You mean you saw two masked men?"
Shan Wulan blinked his eyes, his cold eyes a little confused, but he still said 'hmm'.
"What about the other one?"
"Didn't you come after me?"
"..."
...
Su Beiqiang held on to the remaining spiritual energy, hugged Shan Wulan, held Xiao Ruoqing's hand, and ran quickly towards the main road without looking back.
It’s day!
Why is junior sister so calm?
Are you too confident in your own abilities?
I don't have the strength to strike with a sword.
I don’t know how long it took, but Su Bei, who was panting all the way, finally returned to the road with the two girls, took a deep breath and said:
"You mean those masked men can extract all the talents and systems of others?"
As soon as Su Bei finished speaking, Xiao Ruoqing beside her trembled subconsciously.
He took a step back involuntarily and looked at Su Bei nervously.
Su Bei didn't understand why his disciple suddenly acted like a frightened cat.
If you think about it carefully, you must be scared.
After all, this matter does sound a bit shocking. Although I have read many novels like this in my previous life, if I really saw such a terrifying existence, I would probably have the same reaction as Xiao Ruoqing.
Thinking of this, Su Bei couldn't help but admire Shan Wulan.
Faced with this kind of thing, you can still keep your composure and just go ahead and do it?
"It's a pity that the second elder's disciples..."
Su Bei shook his head, looking a little sad.
Xiao Ruoqing frowned and stared at Su Bei.
Try your best to find even the slightest clue from Master's face.
Does this matter have anything to do with Master?
Others don't know it clearly, but I understand it very well. The method described by the ninth uncle is exactly the method used by the master in the previous life.
Seeing Xiao Ruoqing's eyes constantly looking at her face, Su Bei raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at her with some questions:
"What's wrong, you look at me like a teacher like this?"
Xiao Ruoqing was a little disappointed, but she felt relieved in her heart.
What's disappointing is that the master's expression is very natural, and it's impossible to tell whether this matter has anything to do with him, or whether it's impossible for him to know about it.
As for why you feel relieved?
Are you still secretly happy that this matter seems to have nothing to do with Master? Or maybe the trace of expectation for Master in your heart has become even greater?
He shook his head and said softly:
"Master, there were mosquitoes on your face just now."
Su Bei and Shan Wulan raised their heads and looked at the snow falling in the sky. Then Su Bei looked at Xiao Ruoqing with complicated eyes and said in a quiet voice:
"Disciple, what do you think of this person as your teacher?"
Xiao Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, hesitated slightly, and then said:
"My disciple thinks that Master is a very gentle person, and he has a clear vision on some big issues..."
"..."
Su Bei looked at Xiao Ruoqing, nodded thoughtfully, and then gently helped up the weak Shan Wulan beside him.
Sudden.
--Snapped.
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes widened as she watched Su Bei's big hand wave towards her.
The crisp sound echoed in the snow.
Suddenly, his face turned red, he shivered with fright, his body trembled, and he felt a burning sensation somewhere in his body.
Then Su Beimian didn't change his expression, and walked forward while supporting Shan Wulan, who was full of doubts.
Xiao Ruoqing looked at Su Bei with misty eyes. She stood there for a while and didn't react for a while. Although she looked at Su Bei angrily with her eyes, she said with some annoyance:
"Master...what are you doing?"
Su Bei turned around slowly and looked at Xiao Ruoqing, who was puffing out her mouth and frowning.
Then he spoke seriously:
"Watch mosquitoes."
Xiao Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then chopped her feet on the ground, and said subconsciously:
“Where do mosquitoes come from in winter?”
But suddenly he found Su Bei looking at him with a funny look on his face.
He instantly choked on what he wanted to say, rubbed the painful area, his face was as red as ruby, and he said nothing.
He just looked at the leisurely temperament with eyes full of resentment, and the shy blush on his face had not faded away. He just looked at Su Bei, who was so calm and gentle, and muttered:
"I have never seen such a stingy person,"
"..."
"Are you leaving yet? Stay here by yourself?"
Xiao Ruoqing bit her red lips, held the hem of her gown tightly with her little hands, and quickened her pace.
"You're obviously just coveting your teacher's good looks, and yet you tell such ridiculous lies?"
"Is it stupid to be a teacher?"
"I'm just greedy. I'm not a stingy person who doesn't want to show you..."
Xiao Ruoqing: "..."
The corners of Shan Wulan's mouth curved slightly, and he didn't know whether he was laughing or crying, and the master and apprentice were bickering like this.
I don't know why, but an inexplicable sadness surged up in my heart.
Su Bei's seemingly doting expression towards Xiao Ruoqing was something she had never seen before.
When facing himself, he is always as personable and gentle as ever. Although you can see his eyes occasionally glancing at his dumplings, when facing himself, he always tries to maintain the conversational style of a man in troubled times.
.
It feels very separate.
I don't like it myself.
The throbbing of the moment when Su Bei was rescued seemed to dissipate a lot as the snow fell in the sky.