The moment he fell off the cliff, Xiao Hanyu woke up.

He sat up suddenly, shook his painful head, and touched his abdomen with his left hand. There was still a dull pain where the sharp blade had pierced him.

That dream was so real that he couldn't tell whether the calmness in front of him was a dream or the desperate situation he just saw was a dream.

He felt murderous intent lurking around him, with countless pairs of eyes hiding in the dark, ready to strike, waiting for the opportunity to cut him into pieces!

The night wind blew by, making his whole body feel chilly. Only then did he realize that his whole body was soaked in sweat.

He stared at the ground aimlessly, and the scene of a sharp sword entering his belly flashed before his eyes.

A woman's temperament is cold, her eyes are cold, and the sword in her hand is even colder.

Suddenly, the same white clothes appeared in the peripheral vision.

He trembled all over and subconsciously grasped something close to his hand. The coldness in his hand was as cold as the edge of the sword.

"Are you awake? Have a nightmare?"

The cool voice blew past my ears like the night wind.

Xiao Hanyu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly raised his head to see the woman frowning lightly, hiding one hand behind her back, and rubbing the corner of her mouth with the other.

She still seemed to have come from an extremely cold place.

Just smelling the sweet aroma in the air, he knew that there was no way she could be the cold-blooded and ruthless woman in the dream.

"Master——"

Xiao Hanyu whispered weakly, his voice was slightly hoarse, with strong panic and uneasiness, as well as extreme sadness and despair.

Meeting those water-covered black eyes, Xuanyuan Qingshuang's heart was violently touched, and she quickly walked to the bed without caring about the half-eaten snack.

Just as she stretched out her hand, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist without any explanation.

She sympathizes with her, but also feels disgusted and wants to resist. She refuses other people's intimate touching without permission!

The violent fluctuations in emotions made her feel a little uncomfortable. She calculated the threshold that would not activate the terrifying properties of the Wu Jue, and worked hard to suppress her emotions.

This made her much colder than usual when she scolded the boy.

"Xiao Hanyu, let go!"

Bingxue's voice condensed into a sharp ice blade, stabbing at anyone who touched her restricted area.

"Master...I'm afraid..."

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, and the young man shrank like a frightened bird, burying his face in her arms.

Who could bear to push away a weak and pitiful beautiful boy?

What bad thoughts can a beautiful boy have?

Just asking for comfort.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang thought that this was probably not an act.

After all, the good disciple won't gain anything by pretending to be pitiful towards her.

Children will have nightmares when frightened, and when they wake up from nightmares, they will look for their parents.

Once a teacher, always a father, well, she is his father, so he is right to look for her.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang acquiesced to the boy's hugging her. While calming down, she imitated what she had seen and became a father.

"Don't be afraid, Master is here!"

The voice is cool and comfortable to the ears.

She stiffened and coaxed in a low voice, having no time to think about anything else.

So I didn't even see the young man's dark eyes and the sinister smile on his lips.

Xiao Hanyu squinted his eyes, and tightened his hand around the woman's slender waist.

Since dreams are different from reality, he has to work hard.

No matter what the means, he must catch this master who is very good to him, and strive to never have to face the day when he is against him!

Smelling the cold fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, and stroking the stiff and stiff embrace, Xiao Hanyu hid the depth in his eyes, closed his eyes with peace of mind, and smiled paranoidly in silence.

Before, I was picking up food for her, then I was feeding her snacks, and now I'm hugging her.

Master's bottom line is being broken through little by little!

Feeling that the person in her arms had calmed down, Xuanyuan Qingshuang thought he was asleep and wanted to pull away his arm.

Xiao Hanyu noticed the woman's intention, opened his narrow phoenix eyes, and called out in a sleepy voice:

"Master——"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang stopped moving.

"Don't go...don't leave me..."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang gave up her struggle.

Xiao Hanyu felt the strength disappearing from his arm and curled his lips silently.

The indifferent and ruthless Master is quite kind.

I just don't know if this kindness is only for him.

…

Different from the silence and peace of Yaoyue Peak, the east side of Cuizhu Peak is full of excitement.

In the spacious house, the lights were brightly lit, and the crisp sound of vases, accompanied by sharp curses, came from the inner room.

"Get out! Get out of here! You trash, what use are you!

"Thank you for allowing me to cultivate you like this, but you are an absolute waste!

"If you weren't useless, how could I be humiliated by the two of them!"

A loud slap sounded, and Kou Mingyu turned his face away, still half-kneeling in front of the bed with his eyes lowered, never taking a step back.

All kinds of debris were piled around him.

The boiling tea and bitter decoction were poured on his body, soaking half of his body. In the cold night wind, the white air slowly came out.

The monk had an extraordinary physique. Although the scalding temperature clung to his clothes and burned his skin severely, this kind of attack without spiritual power was completely bearable for him.

The middle-aged man just walked to the door and saw the girl standing on the footrest with thin clothes and a pale face. I felt pity for her, and her white palms were red.

The Chinese-character faces immediately crowded together. After handing the decoction in their hands to the attendant, they hurriedly stepped in and anxiously protected the girl and sat back on the bed.

"Wanwan, you are injured and need to take a good rest!

"It's so cold at night and you're wearing such thin clothes. What should you do if you catch a cold?"

He lifted the cloak on the screen out of thin air and gathered it around the girl's body, his tone was extremely cautious.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that Kou Mingyu was really miserable, but he didn't show any anger. He frowned and lectured:

"If you have anything to do, let's talk about it during the day. Don't make my sweetheart so angry!"

After sending away the punching bag, Zhao Tiankuo coaxed his granddaughter with peace of mind.

"Wanwan, your injury looks scary, but it's actually not a problem. Once the peak master refines the rejuvenation elixir, you can do whatever you want."

Meng Wanwan's almond-shaped eyes were bloodshot, and her face showed a ferocious look:

"I want the man named Xiao to kneel in front of me and beg me to take him as a slave!"

Suddenly he burst out laughing and sighed softly:

"His face won my heart!"

Zhao Tiankuo listened to his granddaughter's request, recalled the scene of being exhausted in the meeting hall, and immediately nodded and promised:

"Don't worry Wanwan, grandpa will make him cry and beg to come to you!"

"Brother Kou, are you okay?"

Outside the door, a female alchemy disciple passed by. Seeing Kou Mingyu in such a mess, she couldn't help but express concern.

He pulled back his peripheral vision, shook his head coldly, and walked away.

The moonlight is bright and clear.

He sat sideways by the pool where medicinal herbs were washed, looking at the handsome face reflected in the water.
Chapter completed!