In Xiao Ruoqing's rare tenderness, she allowed her to wait on him and put on his clothes.
The wound on his chest was still aching, and Su Bei couldn't help but smile bitterly. Who knew that this sword could hurt him so much? After all, it was the sword sect's most precious treasure, and it only opened a hole in his body to make him so weak.
"Master is always protective of others."
Xiao Ruoqing looked at Su Bei, bit her lip, and whispered to herself.
"It's the same no matter which life you live in. That's why my disciple never believed that the master would do such a thing."
"That's why my disciple hated the master so much."
"It's just that Zijun told his disciple that Master also has his own difficulties."
Xiao Ruoqing was standing next to Su Bei, bending her knees and wrapping her arms around her calves, resting her little head on her knees, with a gentle smile on her lips. What was revealed in her star-like eyes was
her memories.
Having said this, Xiao Ruoqing tilted her head, turned around, and looked at Su Bei's white hair.
The early morning light passed through the window paper, reflecting on her pair of pupils that were thinner than the mist at dawn. Those beautiful pupils were like the sun in a solar eclipse.
"So my disciple is just thinking."
"For Master, it must be a huge involuntary decision."
"Master?"
Su Bei came back to his senses, stared at Xiao Ruoqing's bright pupils, and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
The reason why you can’t help yourself?
But I only know a few fragments of the memory* of that life.
But when he heard Xiao Ruoqing looking at him, Su Bei responded gently:
"Um?"
Xiao Ruoqing jumped down from the brocade, then held the corner of her skirt with one small hand, and turned in a circle in front of Su Bei, with a gentle and delicate smile on her little face.
"In this life, master, please don't hide anything from your disciple."
"If there are any difficulties, if there is anything we can't help ourselves, we, master and disciple... we will bear it together."
"Ruoqing knows that her cultivation level is low and insignificant, and she is not yet capable of sharing anything for the master."
"My disciple only has this body of flesh and blood, which is called the innate body of flesh and blood."
"..."
Su Bei trembled subconsciously. He looked at Xiao Ruoqing blankly, his throat trembled slightly, and he felt an indescribable feeling filling his whole body.
Only this body of flesh and blood.
Xiao Ruoqing's face was still so beautiful. Vaguely, Su Bei seemed to see another her, the same face, filled with endless warmth, full of enthusiasm, and true love.
"As long as it's Master."
"As long as the master has a disciple in his heart."
"As long as the master never forgets his disciple."
"..."
Su Bei felt that his throat was a little choked, and his heart was beating more painfully than his pierced chest.
Guilty?
Were what I did in that life too selfish?
Do you just subconsciously feel that you have reached the end of time and can you redeem everyone once to offset the guilt in your heart?
But I have never thought about what they really need...
Perhaps what they look forward to most is just a promise from themselves, a humble promise from a master who has her in his heart and has never forgotten her.
In the final analysis, their hatred for themselves from beginning to end was not the sword that pierced their chests, but the ruthless betrayal that they had never explained to them?
"Ahem——"
Su Bei covered his mouth and coughed violently.
After he put his hand down again, a pool of black blood stuck to the center of his palm.
Xiao Ruoqing looked anxious. She quickly came to Su Bei's side, took out a silk handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood for him. She was so close that Su Bei could see the snow on her neck.
skin, you can smell her fragrance.
"Disciple."
Her gentle moment, in a daze, made Su Bei feel like that.
—Fuck secular etiquette.
"I promise you my master."
Su Bei stretched out his hand and put it through her silk handkerchief, then held Xiao Ruoqing's little hand and looked at her.
The long hair as delicate as black satin, the slender neck as white as jade, the graceful waist and hip curves and the floating skirt, the slender jade legs are inadvertently exposed.
Every detail is extremely beautiful, and the beautiful face that gradually turns to surprise due to shock adds a touch of elegance to this moment.
"So, disciple."
"Can you tell me a story about you, my teacher?"
"..."
Su Bei held her in his arms*. There was only a piece of clothing between her sculpted body and his, but there was no distracting thought in Su Bei's heart, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.
"what story?"
Xiao Ruoqing raised her head and looked at Su Bei like this. The red lips were very close to Su Bei. So close that Su Bei could clearly see the delicate lines between her lips, and could see the sunlight shining through her ears.
Delicate fluff in a trance.
Her cheeks looked whiter in Su Bei's clear pupils, and her lips were red, like full plum petals. Su Bei looked at her for a while and said softly:
"My teacher wants to know everything about you."
"I want to completely retrieve all the memories between our master and disciple."
"I want to understand the unforgettable memory that belongs to us."
Xiao Ruoqing tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She looked at him tenderly and slowly opened her mouth.
...
Jian Zong.
But I saw white clouds, gray dogs floating slowly, clouds opening and fog dispersing.
The crowd in the Sword Sect's Law Enforcement Hall was noisy, and everyone looked at each other in confusion at the female disciple standing in the middle with her hands behind her back.
Wenren Pingxin looked at her with a headache on his face. This was his junior brother's treasure. Now he had indeed made such a mistake. Although the reasoning was on her side, it was really too much to kill someone as soon as he took action.
boom--
The law enforcement hammer hit the table hard. The law enforcement elder's eyes widened and he looked at the silver-haired woman in the audience. He glanced at the Yuanmen elder sitting next to him and said loudly:
"Mo Li, do you know your guilt?"
Mo Li frowned and glanced at the law enforcement elder with cold eyes, then glanced at Yuanmen's big head, and cold words floated out from between her teeth:...