Su Bei's face looked a little pale as he looked at Shan Wulan, whose face was also pale, and looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

What he finally looked at seemed to be that he didn't know what kind of expression he should put on.

Shan Wulan took a deep breath, bit her thin lips with silver teeth, and said:

"You should get up and move..."

"oh."

"..."

Su Bei pushed everything in his mind to the back of his mind... and softly comforted:

"Junior sister, please relax..."

"What did you call me?"

"...Wulan, please relax..."

Thin and rustling——

...

The night is almost dawn.

Su Bei's three prodigal disciples looked anxious. The master has not come back since he left today.

Usually, even at night, he would definitely appear in his courtyard!?

Could it be that Master had an accident? But he was absolutely safe in Wucheng, and Master's strength was a mystery. How could something happen?

The night was already dark, and it was inconvenient to ask the disciples of the Sword Sect about the whereabouts of their master. For a moment, they were as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Sword Girl's little face raised slightly, her eyes lit up, and she quickly ran towards the door of the courtyard.

Creak——

The door opened.

Xiao Ruoqing's eyes looked at the shaky stupid hair that walked in. Before she could ask any questions, she heard her say:

"Is Fifth Senior Brother here?"

"Is your Uncle Shan here?"

As he spoke, his eyes looked around, full of worry.

The three female apprentices shook their heads, also looking worried.

"Master has never come back since he left during the day."

"..."

Shan Wique frowned slightly, blinked his big eyes, and murmured to himself:

"It couldn't have been an accident..."

"Why do you always feel panicked? My sister is not in any danger."

"..."

Xiao Ruoqing walked up to her and gently comforted her:

"Uncle Eighth Master and Ninth Master Uncle will be fine!"

"Master is here."

Shan Wukue nodded doubtfully, the strand of hair on his head spinning rapidly.

...

at the same time.

——The white-haired woman somewhere rolled her eyes, her face turned red, she gritted her teeth and stood up, her body trembling slightly.

He only felt that he was going to be tortured to death, and said angrily:

"Is it over yet?"

...

Sword Girl came close to Shan Wique, gesticulating with her little hands, and said with a serious face:

"Perhaps Master has been delayed due to some very important matters."

"Master is a very serious person, there must be a reason."

"..."

Shan Wuque nodded deeply.

...

——Somewhere, a man wiped the red mark that appeared on his arm with his big hand. He looked at the strands of white hair affectionately in his eyes and said softly:

"How about doing it again?"

...

Xiao Ruoqing also nodded with a solemn expression. Although she usually looks like a young girl, she is well aware of the gentleness of her master!

He stood up and walked to the dwarf eucalyptus, bringing a pot of tea to Shan Wuque.

But for some reason, the spout was blocked by a plug.

Xiao Ruoqing's brows furrowed slightly, her slender jade fingers supported the spout, and pulled out the wooden plug with force.

Only a crisp "wave!" was heard.

——Tea splashing everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the tea in the spout couldn't stop flowing into the tea bowl, making a gurgling sound.

She frowned lightly, casually wiped the spout with a silk scarf, handed over the bowl of tea, and murmured:

"Strange? Why is the plug so tight?"

"..."

Shan Wuque picked up the bowl of tea, put it to his lips and took a sip, it was slightly hot.

The steam from the tea floated upwards slowly, and under the moonlight, it reflected Shan Wique's somewhat uneasy face. It seemed that he was too anxious, and his pale cheeks were slightly rosy.

In the misty tea water, the tea is looming, and the sweat on the forehead is gently falling.

"Tomorrow is the decisive battle on Sendai!"

"I think Fifth Senior Brother must be aware of it..."

"..."

Putting the tea bowl on the dwarf eucalyptus, Shan Wuque tilted his head and looked at the calm lake not far from the courtyard.

A willow leaf fell gently and touched the water, causing ripples.

...

——Somewhere, the white-haired woman finally couldn't bear the shame and annoyance on her face, but the coldness in her eyes made her look particularly charming under her shy face.

"Are you done yet!?"

Even with her cold temperament and poor expression of words, she couldn't stand it anymore.

"You still have a decisive battle tomorrow!!"

Su Bei suddenly raised his head, and because he was so immersed in it, he actually forgot about it!!

Having just shown his manly side, Su Bei felt that he must not let his woman look down on him, so he gently stroked her cheek and said softly:

"My husband knows what he knows."

Shan Wulan stared with an unknown expression, looking at the disaster in front of him, gritting his teeth:

"Then when will you get up!?"

I do feel a little aggrieved in my heart. It should have been a night worth remembering...

Then his eyes became weird again, worthy of nostalgia!?

It’s indeed worth remembering!

——It’s all swollen!

Su Bei stood up gently, and then felt her pulse with his big hand, feeling the condition of the injuries in her body. His eyes indeed suddenly trembled, and he looked at her in disbelief:

"The evil spirit in your body seems to be...a little lessened!?"

"..."

Shan Wulan snorted coldly, but thought it was an excuse for him not to get up.

Just looking at his serious face and solemn expression, he closed his eyes and silently felt the situation inside her body.

Then he opened his eyes, his expression full of complexity.

What he said was actually true?

How is this going!??
To be continued...