The bed in the thatched cottage was occupied by the twins Shen Wulan and Shan Wique. Su Bei, who returned to Bujian Peak, suddenly found that he seemed to have no place to live?
——This once again aroused Su Bei's idea of getting a big bed.
Why not a big house?
Naturally, it was because of the trouble and I didn't have any dangerous evil thoughts.
Under the moonlight, his prodigal disciple was still sitting cross-legged under the apricot tree, practicing selflessly.
Feeling the spiritual energy in his body accumulating little by little, Su Bei nodded with satisfaction.
Compared to the Mo Li he met in Mo City, he really liked this apprentice more.
He has a cool and cold temperament, and later on he will occasionally play tricks on himself, but this is within his acceptable range.
None of this matters...the most important thing is!
——She rolled up and risked her life. This is true cultivation!
Seemingly sensing that Su Bei was looking at her, Xiao Ruoqing opened her eyes, looked at Su Bei, and suddenly remembered the promise she made under the apricot tree today, pursed her lips and said:
"Master, are you back?"
Su Bei looked at Xiao Ruoqing with a strange expression.
Looking at her smiling face, I felt unaccustomed to it for no reason.
It seems that the former cold apprentice has seen too much?
"Disciple, you don't have to deliberately change anything!"
"Just be yourself. Cultivation of immortality requires cultivating the heart. Everything is centered on the heart..."
"..."
A hint of surprise flashed across Xiao Ruoqing's eyes, she blinked, and then she nodded lightly towards Su Bei, her voice returned to coldness again, and she said:
"Master!"
It tastes right this time!
This is what it feels like!
Su Bei walked forward, sat down next to her, and stared at the moon in the sky in a daze.
The long river flows like a river, and the cold moon rushes into my arms.
"Disciple, what do you think of Mo Li?"
Somehow, Su Bei suddenly thought of the woman he saw in Mo City, the woman who always had a look in her eyes that made her head drift across the ocean in the next second...
Xiao Ruoqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She had asked her master this question in a subtle way before when she was in Mo City.
The master's answer to him was also somewhat ambiguous, and he didn't say whether he wanted to accept her as his disciple.
If it were his previous self, he would have tried every means to prevent Mo Li from becoming a disciple of Su Bei in this life.
It's just that...after all he has experienced, he doesn't know whether the Master in this life will be the same as the Master in the previous life...
——I don’t know why, but I don’t like Junior Sister Mo Li in this life.
It feels like her personality has changed a lot?
Or maybe her personality was always like that before she became a disciple of Su Bei?
After a moment of silence, Xiao Ruoqing spoke softly:
"Junior Sister Mo Li has a good family background, good talent, and a very delicate mind..."
"But there are also some shortcomings, such as being a little arrogant and looking down on others."
"..."
Su Beiyao looked at Xiao Ruoqing with interest, watching this prodigal disciple twirling his fingers and talking about his opinion of Mo Li.
Suddenly he laughed out loud, looked at her with a smile on his face, raised his eyebrows and said:
"Didn't you still be angry with her when you were in Mo City?"
"Why are you so analytical now?"
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing's cheeks instantly turned red. She looked at the master who was teasing her and turned her head away.
Her little hands tightly grasped the snow fox cloak wrapped around her body.
Su Bei did not continue to tease her. He narrowed his eyes and thought about something quietly.
——The system asked him to accept her as his disciple, and his destiny cannot be violated.
The two sat quietly, with mist floating on their noses.
A crescent moon is like a hook.
Xiao Ruoqing stood up gently and patted the snowflakes on the snow fox's cloak. Under the moonlight, her clothes looked like dancing. When the wind blew up, her long hair was scattered.
Seeing this scene, Su Bei blinked his eyes, stood up and took off the blue ribbon around his waist that tied the Qingping sword scabbard.
Then, under Xiao Ruoqing's doubtful gaze, she gently tied up her long, messy hair.
Xiao Ruoqing's heart seemed to have stopped beating for an instant, her ears were red, she had no words, but her eyes were misty.
Under the moonlight, a pair of beautiful people look as bright as the sun and the moon.
...
Early in the morning, the entire Sword Sect became lively.
The faces of the female disciples of the Sword Sect turned red. They looked at the bronze mirrors and tried their best to dress up to make themselves look as outstanding as possible.
"Erya, can you see if senior sister's rouge is evenly applied?"
The female disciple of the Sword Sect named Erya glanced at the senior sister whose face was as smeared as a monkey's ass, and said seriously:
"Senior sister, I think it's not popular enough!"
"Would you like to use this carbon rod to deepen your eyebrows?"
The female disciple of the Sword Sect looked at the carbon rod in her hand with a skeptical attitude, and thought about it twice more.
Then he looked at his flowery face with satisfaction and smiled foolishly in front of the bronze mirror.
Not far away, a female disciple of the Sword Sect held a wooden sign with ibei engraved in her hand, clasped her hands together, bowed to the sky, and murmured to herself:
"God bless, God bless!"
"I will definitely be chosen! The Fifth Elder will definitely choose me!"
"..."
Along the way, Wen Renping frowned and looked at the female disciples who seemed to be going crazy.
Finally, when I saw a female disciple starting to put blush on her nose, I really couldn't bear to see them messing with me, so I walked forward and said full of doubts:
"You don't practice practice early in the morning?"
"What are you doing?"
When the female disciple saw that she was the Great Elder, she quickly put down the things in her hands, cleared her throat, and said with excitement in her eyes:
"Great Elder, the Fifth Elder is about to start selecting people!"
"The fifth elder said that he would choose a hundred women to follow him in the performance at the opening ceremony of the Sword Sect!"
"Great Elder, do you think this disciple is good-looking? Is there any chance that this disciple will be selected?"
"..."
Wen Renping pursed her lips. She really couldn't bear to look at her red face, and her heart was full of anger.
Hello, Su Bei?
What is this for?
Choosing concubines openly and honestly? The emperor of Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom didn’t even have concubines? Do you want to choose a hundred?
Holding in his breath, he walked towards Bujian Peak in Northern Jiangsu.
...
A goose cries and dawn breaks.
Su Bei pushed away the prodigal disciple whose head was leaning on his shoulder, and looked at the moon that had not yet set, thoughtfully.
Then the figure appeared in Hidden Sword Pavilion and said to the disciple who was still dozing:
"That meatball head, come here!"
The Wanzitou disciple rubbed his eyes. After seeing clearly that the person coming was Su Bei, he trotted over quickly. He looked at Su Bei with reverence in his eyes and said:
"Elder Su, look for me!"
Su Bei handed him a piece of paper and said:
"Well, you should issue an announcement now and say that I don't think Jianfeng is in urgent need of a hundred female disciples of the Sword Sect to participate in the opening ceremony of the Holy Land's admissions with this elder."
"Let's set the time for this afternoon. I'll pick someone then!"
"..."
Wan Zitou quickly agreed, and then posted the piece of paper from Su Bei on the notice board.
After going round and round, they came to Danxia Peak again. When the third elder was not paying attention, Su Bei stole two thousand-year-old ginseng from Mo Xingjian's collection and returned to Bujian Peak again.
She picked up the iron pot that Xiao Ruoqing used to make chicken soup for herself, added water and started boiling the medicine.
Feeling that he was almost done, Su Bei walked into the thatched cottage with a bowl of soup to replenish qi and blood, placed it on the table outside, walked into the bedroom and said:
"Junior sister! It's time to get up and take medicine!"
Shan Wulan lay on his side, facing the wall.
Su Bei didn't notice when he came in. He seemed to be asleep and didn't move.
Shan Wique didn't know where she had gone, she was the only one in the room.
Su Bei could naturally tell that she was pretending to sleep, so he stepped forward and gently moved her shoulders over so that she faced him.
Perhaps because Su Bei didn't come to see him all day yesterday, leaving only his sister by his side, Shan Wulan was a little angry.
Opening his eyes, he glanced at Su Bei with cold eyes and said calmly:
"Why are you here, senior brother? Aren't you going to teach your disciples how to practice?"
Su Bei was a little speechless.
Why are all the women around me like this? After coaxing one, I have to coax another one?
Are you that good? Do you think so many people are thinking about you?
And what did I do? Isn’t it just that I didn’t see her all day? As for that?
Seeing that Su Bei didn't make a sound, Shan Wulan turned his head away again and said in a cold voice:
"Senior brother, please leave. Junior sister is a little uncomfortable and wants to sleep for a while."
Su Bei sighed softly.
I had no idea what this aloof junior sister was thinking in her heart, so she stood up and walked out.
Shan Wulan looked at Su Bei's leaving figure, snorted softly, clenched his little hands tightly, feeling a little upset in his heart.
Don't you even bother to comfort me? Who do you think you are in his heart?
While he was thinking wildly, he heard footsteps coming from the door again. Shan Wulan felt happy, but he still spoke expressionlessly and said coldly:
"Senior brother, junior sister is a little sleepy..."
But just in the middle of the words, her beautiful eyes widened, and she saw Su Bei holding a bowl of soup in his hand. It seemed that it had just been brewed, and there was still smoke rising from it.
Su Bei gently blew the hot air from the decoction, walked to her side, and forcibly helped her up.
With only a thin layer of clothes, you can feel the delicate touch from her soft body.
Then under Shan Wulan's incredulous gaze, Su Bei gently sat down next to her, filled a small spoonful of the soup with a spoon, blew on it, and gently handed it to her lips:
"Ah! Open your mouth!"
"Here, drink the medicine..."
Before Shan Wulan could react from her daze, Su Bei patiently put the spoon on her red lips, touched it gently, and wanted to knock on her door.
Shan Wulan stared blankly at his gentle appearance, subconsciously opened her mouth, gently took the bitter medicine into her mouth, and swallowed it.
Su Bei looked at this scene with satisfaction, raised his hand and gently wiped the concoction on the corner of her mouth with a silk handkerchief, and said:
"Is it bitter?"
There was a layer of mist in Shan Wulan's eyes, he nodded, then shook his head.
It's very bitter.
But it's very sweet.
ps: Shan Wulan looked at the readers with cold eyes, and suddenly his cheeks turned red and he said: Dad, I want to ask for monthly tickets!!