After receiving a heavy scolding from Yuwen Jianxue out of thin air, Wu Ma said, "I don't understand."
"Why are you pretending to be stupid?" Yuwen Jianxue said: "It's just a white tiger on the grass that can't sleep. What does your dream have to do with me? Why did you wait all afternoon to tell me about this dream?
I."
Wu Ma said: "Let me finish what I'm saying."
The blush on Yuwen Jianxue's face refused to go away. She thought angrily for a while and then said: "You go on, but don't mention that... that shameless cloud!"
"Then I'll be brief and to the point," Wu Ma said, "...anyway, it touched the white tiger from beginning to end several times..."
Then with a "bang" sound, the teacup in Yuwen Jianxue's hand fell to the ground.
"oops,"
Liu Wenjing stood up and looked at the debris on the ground. She wanted to bend down to pick it up but was afraid of scratching her hands.
"You are so impulsive!"
He turned to look at Yuwen Jianxue, "I just touched it. Even Wu Lang said it was in a dream, but it's not real. The murderer is still gray. What's there to be angry about? That poor expensive cup,
It's innocent."
Yuwen Jianxue said: "You just allow evil people to bully my disciple."
"After touching,"
Wu Ma said: "The white tiger fell asleep. Unexpectedly, after a while, there was a strong wind and thunder in the sky. From the floating sword in the sky, several sword auras that went nowhere came out and circled the side of the white tiger.
It was flying around all of a sudden, and I saw that it was about to be cut into seventy, eighty, or ninety pieces..."
Having said this, he stopped and looked at Yuwen Jianxue's face.
Just when Liu Wenjing heard the key point, she stopped talking and hurriedly urged:
"Why don't you stop talking about half of it and go on?"
Yuwen Jianxue, however, had a cold face and remained silent. Only her eyes could tell that she wanted him to continue talking.
"It's what Miss Yuwen didn't let me talk about just now,"
Wu Ma said: "Cover the white tiger from top to bottom, and the sword energy penetrated into the clouds...I woke up later, and I don't know if the white tiger brother is safe or not."
"It's amazing!" Liu Wenjing shook her head and said, "Wu Langjun's dream is really... Do you know that my disciple..."
"What does this dream have to do with me?"
Yuwen Jianxue said: "Did I appear in your dream? Did the white tiger write my name on its head? Or did the white tiger turn into me? Or maybe it was something my master told you."
Liu Wenjing raised her palms again, "If I betray my disciple, I will be struck by thunder and strike like a pig or a dog."
Wu Ma also said: "None of them."
"It's clear now," Yuwen Jianxue looked at the dancing horse: "I want to see how you explain it to me - there is no way you can deceive me with those casual words to coax a girl."
"I'm coming to find you,"
Wu Ma said, looking at Yuwen Jianxue's waist, "It's because of that sword."
Yuwen Jianxue subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch the sword, but it was empty.
"It's true, I've wanted to ask for a long time," Liu Wenjing said, "Where did your sword go?"
"Put it up." Yuwen Jianxue said.
"Don't worry, Master Meng," Liu Wenjing said, "I know that your sword never leaves your body."
"Master, Oogway."
"My disciple has a bad memory and occasionally forgets to bring things with him."
"The sword I saw in my dream," Wu Ma said, "has a thin sharp edge with a spike of snowflakes. It is exactly the same as your sword, girl. That's why——"
"You make up a story." Yuwen Jianxue's expression was still a little unkind.
"That's why I woke up and opened my eyes today,"
Wu Ma said: "What I saw before me was the girl's face. I thought I was still in a dream. I rubbed my eyes before the girl disappeared.
I thought about the dream I had at night, and recalled that Zhao Ren once said that awakened disciples are closely related to dreams, and I felt very uneasy, so I put aside other things and came to visit."
When Wu Ma talked about the face, Yuwen Jianxue's face already had a trace of blush. When he talked about the uneasy visit, most of the chill in his expression had disappeared.
I thought to myself: Ah, it turns out he remembered it from that sword. I fought side by side with him during the night attack last night. He also held my hand under the sword of the man in black and saved my life. How close we are to each other.
I must be very familiar with the appearance of that sword recently.
As for my living treasure master, I know his moral character very well. Looking at his look and expression, he did not look like he was lying when he swore a poisonous oath.
This is terrible. People care about me and come to see me with good intentions, but they are hot on the face but cold on the bottom. It is inevitably chilling. But he - after being questioned by me, he was always good-tempered, pleasant and patient.
Extremely, I am really ashamed.
Thinking like this, his expression became much softer, and he said:
"So, Mr. Wu Lang came to the humble house today because of this dream."
Seeing her change of expression, Wu Ma secretly thought that there was something wrong with this matter. He almost wanted to take out the "Experimental Records Collection" from his arms and start the interview on the spot. He was only worried that such an act would be too abrupt, so he resisted and did not take action.
The prepared questions came out:
"I want to know if the girl slept well last night."
"good."
"Can you be more specific?"
"How do you say this?"
"Is there anything strange happening?"
"Strange things..."
Hearing these words, Yuwen Jianxue remembered that when she returned to the hospital last night, she was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and then that gentle hand...
In front of the dancing horse, Yuwen Jianxue's face turned red.
You are the strangest thing.
Her heart was pounding, and she felt that her body was getting hot and hot. The originally thin white clothes were now as thick as a cotton-padded jacket, covering her so much that she was almost sweating.
"Master, Mr. Dancer,"
She stood up in a hurry, looked down at the ground, and pointed outside the courtyard.
"I suddenly feel very unwell. I can't entertain you today. Please come back another day."
"You kid," Liu Wenjing said, "At least let the master finish the tea."
Wu Ma said: "About that white tiger..."
Just like that, the dancing horse was blasted out.