With the slightest hint of curiosity, Su Bei opened the storage ring that Mo Li handed to him.
A piece of cloth that looked very familiar appeared in front of him. Su Bei swallowed and carefully stretched it out.
In an instant, the wrinkled red gauze bellyband appeared in front of Su Bei.
I don’t know why, because the storage ring is well preserved and there is no air flow inside, so the red gauze apron shows its original appearance. In addition to the red gauze apron, there is also a pair of scissors in the storage ring.
Well...just the usual scissors.
When he thought of the woman who made people feel chills in the back when she applied aphrodisiac on the dagger in "There is a Restaurant" in Mo City, Su Bei looked at the shining scissors and his body trembled subconsciously.
Putting the scissors aside, Su Bei carefully looked at the inexplicably wet bellyband in his hand, and a faint fragrance mixed with an unknown smell emerged in the air.
Su Bei's eyes were full of suspicion.
What does this woman named Mo Li do for herself? Looking at this style, it seems that she was wearing it when she was at the cold spring in Hong Pavilion.
I don’t know the reason, maybe Su Bei just did what a normal man should do.
——There was no one around, so he subconsciously put the bellyband on the tip of his nose and said seriously:
"Well, I just gave it a brief sniff, in case there was any poison in it..."
"After all, this elder is very upright."
Just when this delicate and silky fabric touched the tip of Su Bei's nose, the next moment, a sharp sword sound was heard!
——Clang!
Then when Su Bei turned around, he saw the broken gate.
And under the cold moonlit night, Shan Wulan's snow-white flowing long hair and those cold eyes.
Su Bei looked at the bellyband in his hand, then at Shan Wulan, squeezed out a smile, smiled awkwardly and said:
"That junior sister, this is a complete misunderstanding. Senior brother can explain it..."
Shan Wulan didn't know what expression he should put on.
He just looked at the bellyband in Su Bei's hand with his usual cold face.
When I came to look for my senior brother just now, the little joy I felt in my heart seemed to be shattered at this moment.
When I was at the door, I recited those words silently in my heart countless times. The courage I mustered up had dissipated with the wind and snow at this moment.
The senior brother didn't do anything unscrupulous, but for some reason, looking at his caring look and appreciating the expression of someone's bellyband, Shan Wulan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
His face was still indifferent, but when his words fell in Su Bei's ears, he seemed to have regained his previous coldness:
"Senior brother, there is no need to explain to junior sister."
"Junior sister is being reckless."
"Thank you, senior brother, for the Qi and Blood Pill."
"..."
The wind and snow came in, and Shan Wulan put the long sword back into the scabbard.
Su Bei lowered his head and saw that she had no shoes on her feet.
——Maybe it’s because you came in a hurry?
Su Bei smiled bitterly and threw his bellyband aside. The corner of the red gauze was quietly immersed in the water in the cup in front of the bed.
Maybe she has already regarded herself as a pervert in the minds of junior fellow apprentices...Senior Brother Wei Guangzheng's image was instantly destroyed, and the favorability he gained these days was wiped out. It is difficult to gain it, but it can fall off in an instant.
Su Bei felt that he should explain to her, coughed lightly and said:
"This, this bellyband was given to my brother by the eldest lady of the Mo family..."
"..."
Seeing Shan Wulan's face getting darker and darker, Su Bei suddenly felt that his explanation was wrong and seemed to be getting darker and darker, so he quickly said:
"That's not what I meant. What I mean is that the eldest lady of the Mo family asked Brother Wei to watch alone..."
"..."
There was silence in the air.
There was no message on Shan Wulan's face. She let the cold wind dance on her purple clothes and long white hair, and looked at Su Bei with cold eyes.
Then he turned around and disappeared into the snow.
Su Bei opened his mouth and looked at the door he had just repaired with a tearless look on his face.
Why do I always feel like God is targeting me?
How could it be such a coincidence? He didn't come earlier, he didn't come late, but he just came at this time? His prodigal disciple didn't make a breakthrough earlier, he didn't make a breakthrough later, so he just made a breakthrough just now?
With a faint sigh, he picked up the bellyband again, looked at the dripping water in the corner, and stuffed the scissors back into the storage ring.
Just as Shan Wulan walked away, he saw Shan Wique's bare white feet and ran in panting.
Shan Wique glanced at the door that had been destroyed by violence with some confusion, then sat down on the bed, picked up the glass of water that Su Bei had placed in front of the bed, and drank it all in one breath.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, slapped his red mouth, then looked at Su Bei with wide eyes, and said:
"So thirsty!"
"Senior brother, have you seen your sister?"
"I didn't look at her for a while, so I couldn't find her..."
...
Shan Wulan was walking barefoot on the snow alone.
The crystal toes stepped on the snow, and the temperature melted the snow and soaked the water on the instep. Under the moonlight, several slender veins were faintly visible.
Was it a little too much to lose your temper with him?
But I just couldn't bear to see him playing with other women's belongings.
The ice crystals sparkled, and her clothes and long hair danced with the cold wind, like a fairy from the clouds descending to the world.
The moonlight shines on Shan Wulan's back, creating a blur of light and shadow.
As if thinking of the scene where he was a bit tyrannical but gentle in giving medicine to himself, a slightly bitter curve appeared on the corner of Shan Wulan's mouth.
Why are there so many women around him?
——Can’t his tenderness belong to you alone?
I wasn't just angry at the bellyband in his hand... but he didn't chase me either.
In her heart, she didn't want to see Su Bei's cheap tenderness to her apprentice, her sister, the woman from Mo City, or even to the disabled female disciples of the Sword Sect...
...
In her heart, am I just a junior sister?
A drop of tear gathered faintly at the corner of Shan Wulan's eyes. She raised her head and tried her best not to let it fall.
A gust of wind blew by, and there seemed to be a faint sound of rustling leaves in my ears.
Shan Wulan frowned lightly and followed the sound with some confusion.
Why are there leaves in winter?
The winter wind blows through the curtains, letting out coolness all over my face.
Shan Wulan stopped and stared blankly at the unknown tree branches and seedlings in front of him.
The cold wind blew by, but the saplings were not affected in the slightest. Warm light enveloped them, as if they were well taken care of, and thin, rustling leaves had already grown on them.
It's a peach tree.
Senior brother promised at that time to plant peach trees for himself on Bujian Peak.
The tear that I tried my best not to let fall, instantly seemed like a flood that had escaped the barrier, flowing uncontrollably in the cold winter.
Shan Wulan raised her jade hand and gently covered her red lips, looking at everything in front of her with tearful eyes.
He walked forward slowly and stretched out his hand to touch the peach tree swaying in the wind.
As if sensing Shan Wulan's thoughts, Taoshu also slowly approached her, letting her touch her gently.
I don't know how long it took, but a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Shan Wulan's mouth for the first time.
She raised her head, tied up a few strands of hair that were hanging down, looked at the moon in the sky, looked at the repaired pig pen in the distance, looked at the peach tree standing proudly in the cold winter, and murmured to herself:
"Senior brother, is this the gentleness that belongs only to junior sister?"
"..."
...
Xiao Ruoqian felt that the trace of Dao Qi in his body had gradually condensed, and nodded with satisfaction.
Although I am only half a step into the golden elixir now, I am still capable of fighting even when facing the later stages of the golden elixir!
Eighteen-year-old Jin Dan, in his previous life, apart from the Dieyi Fairy in the Holy Land, no one had ever heard of anyone being able to reach this level at this age!
All this is thanks to Master!
How could I have reached this level so quickly without Master's first-grade Creation Pill?
Then he took a deep breath, the sword in his hand was shining brightly, he held a sword flower in his arm, and shouted softly:
"Jian Er, it's just like the first time we met!"
A silver-white sword light flashed, and then Xiao Ruoqing's figure was like a butterfly shadow, tapping her toes, leaving a lotus mark on the ground.
Eight steps in succession, each step leaving traces, like a path of blooming lotus flowers.
One step brings forth a lotus, and every step brings forth a lotus.
However, when he reached the ninth step, he let out a muffled groan and his whole body fell to the ground.
Xiao Ruoqing got up gently, wiped the snowflakes from the corner of her mouth, and said bitterly:
"It seems it's still a little bit worse."
"I don't know when I will truly understand the essence of Jian Er."
"..."
Sheathing the sword and inserting it back into the scabbard, Xiao Ruoqing gently adjusted her clothes, put on the snow fox cloak Su Bei gave her, and walked towards the pig pen where Su Bei was.
Xiao Ruoqing murmured to herself with a smile on her face:
"I'm already halfway to the golden elixir realm."
"I really want to thank Master Iban!"
"..."
...
Shan Wique put the empty cup back to its original position, lay on the bed, supported his head with one arm and looked sideways at Su Bei.
Then the two calves were crossed, the ankles were turned, and the toes as round as rice grains on the unshoeed feet were arched, and they rubbed casually on the bed, curled up, and looked at Su Bei without blinking.
Su Bei patted his forehead, looked at this scene, sighed and said:
"Well, your sister came here just now and she ran away because I was angry."
Shan Wukue frowned, his hair shook back and forth, and he looked at Su Bei with a puzzled expression and said:
"How could my sister run away so angry?"
As he was talking, Shan Wique suddenly felt a burning sensation coming from his body.
At first it seemed that the pubic area was just a little warm.
Immediately afterwards, his limbs became weak, and his eyelids felt as heavy as a critical moment.
Shan Wukue just felt that he was too tired from taking care of his sister during this period. He changed into a comfortable position on the bed, yawned long and said to himself:
"So tired...a little sleepy."
"Why is it so hot in this room?"
"..."
Then, I felt that my body seemed to have a feeling that I had never felt before.
Is it a desire? Mixed with a yearning?
I just feel that the senior brother in front of me has never looked so good before, and I want to hug him tightly...
Su Bei looked at the stupid king in front of him who seemed to be getting weirder and weirder. A blush instantly appeared on both sides of his cheeks, and he said suspiciously:
"Eighth Junior Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Then he walked up and touched her forehead.
A hot feeling instantly spread to the palm of his hand.
Su Bei swallowed and muttered:
"Is it because he has a fever? No way, how can a monk have a fever?"
Shan Wique felt Su Bei's big hand touching his forehead, and the indescribable feeling became more intense. Under the light of the red candle, the slightly opened and closed mouth looked even more crystal clear.
"Senior brother, junior sister suddenly feels very uncomfortable..."
Shan Wuque only felt that his consciousness seemed to be gradually drifting away, and then he clamped his legs tightly and rubbed them non-stop.
——It seems that this is the only way to make your body feel more comfortable.
A glistening trickle of sweat gradually overflowed from his forehead, and Su Bei looked at this scene very strangely.
The feeling that Shan Wique gave him was just like... the same feeling that Moli gave him in Mo City not long ago.
But something's wrong?
Mo Li took ** powder, how could Shan Wique take it?
How can he eat this?
Seeing that Shan Wukue was already tearing at her collar, Su Bei swallowed, quickly stretched out his hand to hold her hand down, and shouted:
"Eighth Junior Sister, Eighth Junior Sister, can you hear what Senior Brother is saying?"
Shan Wique's eyelashes fluttered, his stupid hair twirled uncontrollably, and then he stretched out two slender thighs and instantly hooked Su Bei's waist.
Jade arms wrapped around Su Bei's neck, and his hot breath sprayed on Su Bei's face.
"I can hear you...Senior Brother, Junior Sister feels so uncomfortable...Junior Sister, please hug me for a while..."
"..."
Seeing the blushing look on Shan Wukue's face, Su Bei had already opened the state of selflessness and tried hard to raise his head, trying to free himself.
But Shan Wique hugged her tighter and tighter, her face as red as a tomato and as hot as a tomato.
Then Su Bei couldn't hold it back, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and fell on Shan Wique's body.
——The octopus-like Dan Wuque just hangs on Su Bei.
"Senior brother, please... move your sword scabbard."
In a daze, Shan Wuque suddenly grabbed the scabbard of the 'Qingping Sword'.
Su Bei instantly hissed.
At this moment, there was a sudden and untimely sound of footsteps at the door.
Su Bei was a little anxious and wanted to get up, but Shan Wique wouldn't let him go. The two were just in a stalemate...
Then——
A cold voice came over, and the owner of the voice could still hear the joyful mood:
"Master's disciple..."
Xiao Ruoqing walked in the door and stopped immediately. Before she finished speaking, she stared blankly at the scene in front of her, feeling her brain go blank for a while.