Shan Wulan didn't know what kind of expression he should make. He had the same cold face as before and wanted to show another face to the person sitting next to him.
His alone?
Except for Shan Wuque, no one has ever treated me like this.
Su Bei fed him spoonful by spoonful, and Shan Wulan obediently opened his mouth, swallowed, opened his mouth...
Seeing Shan Wulan's mechanical movements, his white silver teeth, and slightly open red mouth, feeding Su Bei, a bad taste suddenly arose in his heart.
After thinking about it, Su Bei stuffed a finger into Shan Wulan's mouth the next time.
Shan Wulan was thinking wildly, drinking spoonful after spoonful, when suddenly he felt something indescribable coming out of his mouth.
Dai Mei frowned slightly, her brows furrowed, and her silver teeth subconsciously bit her.
When he noticed something was wrong, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Bei with annoyance in his eyes.
Seeing the cold woman's cheeks turned red with anger, Su Bei felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart and planned to pull his fingers out of her mouth.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Shan Wulan's mouth, and he bit his teeth hard.
"hiss--"
Su Bei didn't pull it out, so he took a breath of cold air.
"Relax, relax, be good——"
Shan Wulan stared at Su Bei coldly, biting her fingers and not letting go.
Eyes facing each other.
It wasn't until he saw the cold sweat suddenly overflowing from Su Bei's forehead, and a faint subway smell emerged from the corner of Shan Wulan's mouth, that he relaxed.
The corners of his mouth curved in an unprecedented arc, and he smiled.
The sun was shining brightly, streaming in through the bamboo window, giving the whole room a warm color.
Three thousand white hair is stained with light, the morning glow reflects on Shan Wulan's face, and on his forehead, the crystal fragrant sweat shines like pearls...
Su Bei took back his hand and looked at the beautiful scene of the woman in front of him, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
There was silence in the thatched cottage. It was as if one could hear each other's beating heartbeats. Their body temperatures gradually increased.
Somehow, in this somewhat ambiguous environment, Su Bei reached out tremblingly and gently stroked her back. Compared to the gentleness of his prodigal apprentice, Shan Wulan was more mellow.
Shan Wulan's body trembled slightly, and her eyes gradually focused on Su Bei's eyes, but she did not resist and allowed Su Bei to touch her gently.
There was no feeling of rejection in my heart, and there seemed to be some joy in the trance.
"Senior brother..."
Shan Wulan gently raised his head and looked at Su Bei, his voice was cold and fragrant.
Her eyes were full of mist. At this time, it only belonged to her and Su Bei. She wanted to say the words that had been buried in her heart.
"Um?"
Su Bei looked into her eyes, his heartbeat stopped slightly, and he swallowed lightly.
A blush like red clouds climbed up Shan Wulan's cheeks, and he bit his thin lips gently and said softly:
"Senior brother treats me..."
"..."
"Su Bei!!! What are you doing again!??"
A familiar voice came from a distance, instantly covering up what Shan Wulan had not said yet.
Su Bei was suddenly frightened, and cold sweat suddenly poured out of his back. He quickly stood up and looked out the window.
Then he saw the angrily Wenren Pingxin striding toward his thatched cottage, muttering with his hands on his hips as he walked:
"I just told you yesterday that the second elder's 800th birthday is coming soon. Would you be wise not to do anything wrong during this time?"
"You gave senior sister such a big surprise so early in the morning?"
"How about choosing a concubine? Don't you see what the entire Sword Sect is like now?"
"..."
He kicked the door open and rushed in. He saw Su Bei and Shan Wulan lying on the bed together.
Then those familiar and charming eyes looked at the two of them thoughtfully, but didn't say anything.
He looked up and down at Su Bei, who was smiling at him, and saw Su Bei's fingers with clear blood stains and tooth marks, and then glanced at Shan Wulan, who was indifferent and expressionless.
Su Bei scratched his head gently, and like a man who was caught stealing sex, he put the bitten finger behind his back and watched Wen Renping speak in a flattering manner with a smile on his face.
"Sister, why are you so angry so early in the morning? Ahem..."
Shan Wulan's heart was filled with ups and downs. He clenched his little fist tightly and lightly smashed the mattress. His face was as cold as before and he said calmly:
"Sister."
Wenren Pingxin ignored Su Bei, walked forward, looked at Shan Wulan lying on the bed, and said with a warm smile:
"Is Ninth Junior Sister feeling better?"
"When your third senior brother's first-grade Great Return Pill is refined, your body will be able to recover..."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Shan Wulan could answer, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Su Bei. His face instantly turned dark, and he reached out and pinched Su Bei's ears and pulled them out.
While pulling, he also muttered:
"You must give me a clear explanation today."
"It's so early in the morning, why don't you look at what those female disciples painted on their faces? It looks like a monkey's butt!"
"..."
Su Bei covered his ears and defended himself helplessly:
"How do I know...it's unfair."
"Senior sister, it hurts..."
"..."
Shan Wulan looked at the two people's backs with indifferent eyes, gently licked the faint blood remaining on her red lips, and a blush appeared on her face.
He stared at the bowl that Su Bei brought for him with his eyes, and stretched out his hand to scoop out a small spoonful for himself, and took a taste.
"bitter......"
Putting the bowl aside, Shan Wulan murmured to himself.
Then he lay quietly on the bed and closed his eyes.
It's the same medicine, but it doesn't have the same taste.
Forget it, there are still many opportunities, not even a moment away...
...
Wen Renpingxin sat on the chair, tapping his slender jade legs and staring at Su Bei.
Xiao Ruoqing had woken up, walked over, and poured two cups of tea on the table for the two of them.
Su Bei stepped forward and wanted to squeeze the tired senior sister's shoulders, but Wen Renping dodged him with a look like, "Don't touch me, I'm not your senior sister."
"Tell me about it."
Wen Ren calmly picked up a cup of tea, looked at the pigsty that had been cleaned up, and said leisurely.
Su Bei rubbed his hands, took the teapot from Xiao Ruoqing's hand, walked to Wenren Pingxin's side attentively, took the teacup that had been put to Wenren Pingxin's lips, and said with a smile:
"Junior brother, after thinking hard, finally came up with a unique dance in his mind that shocked the entire twenty-one states!"
"Well, a dance that no one has ever heard of!"
Wenren Pingxin looked at Su Bei's actions with a funny face, took the tea, and said:
"I thought you had some good ideas?"
"Isn't it just a dance? What's so amazing about this? But it's much better than the past when someone from the Sword Sect would stab the sky with his sword..."
"..."
Su Bei looked at Wenren Pingxin, and suddenly sighed sadly, and then said seriously:
"Junior brother, this dance will definitely shock the whole world! Senior sister, don't worry!"
"The name is, Thousand Swords Guanyin!"
Thousand Swords Guanyin?
What a strange name this is, and isn’t it Jian Zong? What does it have to do with Guanyin?
Wen Renping looked at Su Bei dubiously, but looking at his rare solemn expression, he was slightly startled, and then sighed softly.
Sometimes he can't see through it at all...
But since he said so, I just believe him.
Anyway, the result cannot be worse than the previous opening ceremony.
...
In the sword washing pool, a thin woman was wiping the sword beside her.
The sunlight was shining brightly, reflecting the blades of the swords, which was a bit dazzling.
I don’t know how many years I have stayed in the Sword Sect, but I have been doing this thing of cleaning swords for I don’t know how many spring and autumn years.
What’s interesting is that among the many swords he wiped, none of them belonged to him!
But she was very happy because it was Jianzong who took her in and gave her a chance...
Thinking of this, a sweet smile appeared on her face. She stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, looking at the foggy mountains in the distance, the clouds on the sword pond, and the ripples of light.
, the morning glow spreads across the sky.
Gradually, another bird fluttered its wings, plunged into the sky with a fish in its mouth, circled for a while, then turned its wings and swept down, quietly hiding in the Hidden Sword Pavilion in the distance without appearing.
Just as I was watching this scene infatuatedly, suddenly there was a burst of urgent footsteps in the distance.
The woman looked back at the visitor with a smile on her face.
"Sword Girl, Sword Girl, look at this..."
The visitor ran over panting, holding the notice he copied in his hand, and couldn't wait to share it with the woman:
"This morning the fifth elder made an announcement in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, saying that he was looking for a hundred female disciples to attend the opening ceremony of the Twenty-one States with him!"
"That's the opening ceremony of the Holy Land! It will be reflected in the skies of major cities in the twenty-one states at the same time!"
"It is estimated that all the women of the Sword Sect will participate in the selection. You should also participate, just in case you are selected!"
"If you are really selected, you will be truly honored! Your parents can see it, and the whole world can see it!"
"You are so good-looking, I believe you will be chosen!"
"..."
The sword lady pursed her lips slightly and looked at the woman in front of her with her bright eyes.
Then he started signing softly and waved his hands.
When the woman saw her, she refused without hesitation and said eagerly:
"You didn't go, so how could you know that you couldn't be selected? The fifth elder is not that kind of person! He won't discriminate against you just because you can't speak..."
"..."
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Sword Girl's mouth, but then she showed a gentle smile again and spoke to her in sign language:
"Jian Zong is already very happy if he can take me in."
"I am just an ordinary little girl from the countryside, and I am not an official disciple of the Sword Sect. As a handyman disciple, I am the happiest person in my life to be able to wash the swords of my senior sisters in the sword washing pool..."
"My mother told me since I was a child that to be a human being, you must know how to be content!"
The woman in front of her frowned, grabbed her shoulders and said seriously:
"How can you know if you don't try?"
"The fifth elder is talking about all the female disciples of the Sword Sect, and the handyman disciples are also disciples! Give it a try! Even if you can't choose, at least work hard for it!"
The sword girl hesitated for a moment, looked at the water of the sword washing pool, and remained silent for a long time.
Then looking at the stone necklace hanging around her neck and the smiling face carved on it, her mother said that this was left to her by her father whom she had never met.
Then he raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him and nodded heavily!