Shan Wulan looked around, nodded slightly, and twirled a strand of hair hanging by his ear with his fingers.
After his pounding heart gradually calmed down, his face returned to that cold face.
He coughed lightly.
Then the graceful body swayed towards the place where she was used to staying.
In one little hand, he held the small notebook filled with Su Bei's notes, and in the other hand he still held the book "How to Make Junior Sister Gao Leng Fall in Love with Me".
His cold eyes were a little dull and confused.
What I just read in that little notebook echoed in my mind:
【......】
The corners of Shan Wulan's mouth opened in an arc involuntarily, his eyes were curved, and his pale face was as delicate as if it could squeeze out juice.
"hey-hey."
She let out a hey for no reason, and a flush slowly rose up on her neck.
Senior brother actually likes this too!
Well!
I really like!
...
Su Bei stretched his body, shook his head, and sighed faintly:
"Junior Sister Ninth is too cold-tempered."
"I can see her every time I come to Hidden Sword Pavilion."
"You work so hard and are so aloof. I don't know what kind of sect secretaries you see every day."
"Hey...could that gaze really be an illusion?"
"..."
Su Bei had no expression on his face and passed in front of Shan Wique who still maintained the same movements as when he entered the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
His white shirt was blown by the wind, and his whole body had an aloof aura.
Don't pay attention to me!
Don't pay attention to me!
Don't pay attention to me!
Su Bei muttered silently in his heart, fortunately he passed in front of the eighth junior sister safely.
It seems that she has been immersed in her own motto.
good!
Just when the corner of Su Bei's mouth curled up with a smug smile, the next moment, a terrifying sword light shot straight into the sky!
Shan Wuque took a step forward.
The sword is unsheathed, and a sword comes out.
The stardust sword energy that shot out all over the sky was completely restrained at this moment.
Without the sword spirit, at this moment, there is only the sword spirit of stars across the world between heaven and earth.
The snow fell all over the sky and stopped, and the clouds were stagnant.
Time seems to freeze at this moment, and it seems that the only thing that exists in the world is this sword.
With just this sword, all the colors in the world were lost.
Shan Wique's big sleeves were swaying, her short hair was wanton, and her purple shirt was blown up by the strong wind, revealing her round and round thighs...
Then he shouted:
"Here comes the sword!"
Immediately after the sword in Shan Wuque's hand, Stardust's sword energy continued to rise, and the sword's intention covered all areas of the entire Sword Sect.
At this moment, the sword energy is more than a thousand feet long?
All the elders in the Sword Sect were suddenly startled, and then looked in the direction of the Hidden Sword Pavilion with unconfidence.
"That's...that's the Star Sword Intent! It's the Eighth Junior Sister!"
"Oh my god! Has she been promoted!"
"This...this is definitely the youngest person in the sword sect who is in the middle stage of returning to the void!"
"No! This sword has not yet reached the stage of returning to the void, but it is still just a final blow! What opportunity did the Eighth Junior Sister get?"
"How many masters come to our sword sect? With such a good fortune, he can point out the realm of returning to the virtual world. This immortal is probably at least the peak of Hedao! Even if he is the Mahayana, it is not impossible..."
"I really envy the eighth junior sister! No, I want to see what happens!"
"..."
All the elders could no longer sit still, and quickly stretched out their spiritual consciousness to look in the direction of Shan Wique.
But then there was a look of suspicion on his face.
--strangeness.
Apart from Su Bei and Shan Wuque, there are no suspicious experts at the scene.
Is that expert Su Bei?
Ha! What a joke!
Not funny at all.
"Hey, it seems that the master doesn't want to meet with us anymore."
"Since the leader left, our Sword Sect has become even more lonely."
"Opportunity is such a thing, I can't envy it..."
...
Su Bei looked at Shan Wique with a confused face.
Did she have an epiphany?
So easy?
Could it be that he said those words casually?
After Shan Wique calmed down the atmosphere around him, he opened his eyes and saw Su Bei at a glance.
The next moment, a beautiful shadow struck Su Bei hard in the face, along with two huge steamed bun missiles.
Then Shan Wuque looked like a koala, with his legs wrapped around Su Bei's waist and his jade arms hugging Su Bei's head:
"Senior brother! I have an epiphany! I understand!"
"..."
Su Bei only felt the lingering light fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, and subconsciously stretched out his tongue to lick it.
Some are delicate, some are lightly...salty.
"Hmm~"
Shan Wique's eyes widened, and he quickly got off Su Bei's body, tightly tied the purple clothes on his chest, and looked at Su Bei.
Although I am very nervous, I still have this bit of common sense!
For example, if you kiss a strange man, you will get pregnant and have a baby...
Su Bei coughed lightly, pretending to be nonchalant, and looked at Shan Wique calmly:
"What do you understand?"
Shan Wuque blinked his eyes and looked at Su Bei as if he didn't mean to lie. He gently scratched his head.
It seems that I have misunderstood the fifth senior brother!
A happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Yes!
How could a master like Fifth Senior Brother be the kind of disciple he thought he was?
"Senior brother! I understand the realm you are talking about!"
Su Bei put his hands behind his back, turned around and looked at the sky and said:
"You still only half understand."
"Half understanding?"
"Yes, I half understand!"
"Why?"
Shan Wique was slightly confused, tilting his head and looking at Su Bei, waiting for Su Bei's explanation.
When Su Bei turned around again, it was already noon, and the sun was shining in the center.
In my ears, I can hear the tinkling sound of the winter spring next to the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
Shan Wukue's fair cheeks faced the light, and her eyes were as beautiful and gentle as autumn water under her long eyelashes.
The purple shirt outlines a perfect figure, and from the slit hem of the skirt, one can see a pair of slender white legs, white ankles, and small feet without shoes.
Su Bei thought he was turning a blind eye to all this, looking at the delicate ankles, he said quietly:
"I've seen this kind of thing a lot. I just want to say that everyone who understands understands it. If you don't understand, I won't explain it too much. After all, you just know."
"Let's take a closer look. You don't need to ask what's wrong with my brother. The interests are too involved. It's not good for you or me to tell you. Just pretend that you don't know..."
"Rest of all, I just want to say that the water here is very deep, and there are too many things involved, and you can't grasp it."
"..."
Shan Wukue looked at Su Bei half-understanding, his short hair fluttering, and then he said with some doubts:
"Senior brother, I don't quite understand what you're talking about. It sounds very complicated."
"But...why do you keep looking at my feet?"
"..."
Su Bei looked at Shan Wique with "gentle" eyes, and his voice was like the gentle spring breeze, and he said slowly:
"It's winter and you don't wear shoes. Aren't you cold?"