Master, Do You Also Practice Dual Cultivation Techniques?

Luo Qingxian listened quietly to Ye Wushuang's words, and then put her hand on his wrist.

This move made Ye Wushuang tense up and his expression did not change.

Ye Wushuang sat upright, not daring to move.

If this move were to be known to outsiders, they would definitely be stunned.

How could His Highness Luo, who was as cold as a fairy, take the initiative to hold a man's wrist?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

But for Ye Wushuang, this seemingly ordinary but incredible behavior was completely normal.

When he was a child, practicing in the physical training realm would make him collapse from exhaustion every time, and he would not want to move a finger.

Whenever this happens, Luo Qingxian prepares the medicinal bath in advance and puts him into the barrel.

Then prepare a meal and eat it together after he has absorbed the medicinal bath.

From then on, Luo Qingxian taught him step by step the practice of many sword movements.

Thinking about it now, it seems that I still miss that time a little bit?

And I have long been accustomed to this kind of contact.

Ye Wushuang asked himself in his heart.

So, now, why am I nervous?

I shouldn't be nervous.

Luo Qingxian's cheek was very close, her eyes were as calm as water, and what she saw along her gaze was Ye Wushuang's wrist.

When did it start...

Ye Wushuang looked at this familiar and beautiful face, his eyes were surprisingly dazed.

It should be after meeting the master.

Beitang Yun lightly lifted his cover and spoke out his thoughts.

From then on, his feelings and thoughts became upright in silence.

Because he also began to feel that this was not something that needed to be covered up.

At this moment, he felt that something, or emotion, had sprouted in his chest.

And it was expanding rapidly, becoming hot and burning, almost bursting his chest.

Luo Qingxian held Ye Wushuang's wrist and felt it for a long time, then nodded slightly and said:

"The foundation is indeed solid and flawless."

"Your physique is indeed special, and now it has begun to gradually reveal its characteristics."

"Swallowing may not be all of it, it may be just one of its characteristics."

"I had this feeling when I sensed it back then. Your physique has the ability to tolerate all things, and it may eventually develop to a terrible point."

After Luo Qingxian said these words, she found that the apprentice in front of her had no reaction.

She couldn't help but raise her head with some doubts, and met a pair of slightly dull and complicated eyes.

Luo Qingxian's heart trembled.

I even forgot to think about why I was like this for a while.

"Master..."

Ye Wushuang looked at her, his eyes gradually became hot and direct, and said softly:

"I like you."

Luo Qingxian's expression froze, and she asked like a conditioned reflex:

"What did you say?"

She suspected that she had heard wrongly.

Maybe he was distracted just now, causing his thoughts to be a little unclear for a while.

"I said."

Ye Wushuang took a deep breath and spoke again.

The voice is neither loud nor quiet, but very clear and firm.

"I like you!"

As soon as these words came out, the emotion that was about to explode in his chest seemed to be calmed down.

But he was still a little restless.

Luo Qingxian didn't react at all and remained motionless.

There was no change in his expression, and he still looked calm.

It's just that look in his eyes, I don't know if he's looking at Ye Wushuang a little dull, or if he's already wandering away.

I do not know how long it has been.

Ye Wushuang's fingers kept rubbing unconsciously.

At first, she puffed up her chest and looked at Luo Qingxian with an unfazed expression, but now she began to look around, her eyes evasive.

"You're feeling a little wrong now."

"Maybe I just started practicing and I feel a little excited."

Luo Qingxian said this quickly, without looking at Ye Wushuang, and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the house.

Ye Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and then shouted "Gan" after counting his breaths.

Then he rolled on the spot and pupated.

It's over, it's over!

I'm useless!

How could such a sudden confession be possible!

What a fool!

Master will not break up with me completely in the future, will he?!

It’s useless!

...

Next door, at the top of the mountain.

Luo Qingxian stood quietly, the cool night breeze stirred her long skirt and disturbed her black hair.

Under the moonlight, Luo Qingxian still looked calm and had a cold temperament.

But her eyes seemed a little dazed?

Well, to be precise, he was not only in a trance, but also a little sluggish.

Luo Qingxian's thoughts were now in chaos.

She found Nirvana Zu Yan and heard from Aunt Mu that Ye Wushuang had reached the Third Layer of Tianyang Realm.

I originally planned to protect Ye Wushuang tonight and help him incorporate the five elements and five attributes into his body to nourish the five qi.

As a result, he was disrupted by Ye Wushuang's sudden confession.

How can a Martial Artist who has cultivated to the three-day realm be an idiot?

Some unconcealed thoughts, no matter how subtle, are clearly visible at a glance.

My thoughts are clearer, but I have always been unwilling to admit them.

Luo Qingxian's eyes dazzled again, returning to that night nine years ago.

That day, he had just accepted Ye Wushuang as his disciple.

Why would I accept him as my disciple?

This question was something she had thought about that night nine years ago, and now it resurfaced.

Tian Yan's guidance, the hint from somewhere, and the opportunity fell on a child.

Luo Qingxian looked into her heart, and she understood all this at that time.

But she still accepted Ye Wushuang as her disciple.

Maybe it was just a fluctuation in my mood at first?

Maybe I don't believe in fate.

What about Tian Yan’s guidance?

What about the hidden hints?

Does it have to be right?

But not only did she accept Ye Wushuang as her disciple by some strange combination of circumstances, but she also stayed in that small place for nine years and taught him carefully.

She had to admit that at first, it might just be a fluctuation in her mood.

But after nine years, she couldn't even understand her thoughts.

Luo Qingxian's face showed a wry smile for the second time:

"Am I...really raising this little guy as a child adopter..."

Her eyes fell on the nearby mountain peak, and she seemed to see Ye Wushuang, who was rolling on the ground through the formation shrouded in clouds and mist.

Immediately, the figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

...

This is a paradise on earth, with beautiful mountain peaks and surging clouds and waves.

There are also bright stars in the sky.

Perhaps Beitang Yun felt that it was boring to stay in the daytime all the time.

At this moment, Beitang Yun was dressed in black clothes and standing on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for someone.

Not long after, a stream of light fell down, revealing Luo Qingxian's figure.

Beitang Yun seemed to have expected her to come, and Luo Qingxian was not surprised that Beitang Yun was waiting here early.

"Master..."

Luo Qingxian opened her red lips lightly, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Beitang Yun's smile:

"Want to use Tianyan?"

Luo Qingxian nodded.

Beitang Yun smiled and shook his head:

"This kind of question should not be asked to Tian Yan, but to oneself."

Luo Qingxian was silent, and nodded after a few breaths.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he seemed to suddenly think of something, stopped and asked:

"Master, I remember, have you ever had a dream?"

Beitang Yun also felt a little abrupt and nodded.

Luo Qingxian stretched out her hand and said calmly:

"Give me a bottle."

Hearing this, Beitang Yun, who originally had a calm smile on his face and looked like he had the pearls of wisdom in his hands, could not help but feel a little stunned and in a daze at this moment.

He stretched out his hand to rub his forehead, and with a wave of his hand, a colorful but transparent bottle flew into Luo Qingxian's hand.

Luo Qingxian turned over his hand and put it away, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the sky.

Beitang Yun stood there for a while before he chuckled:

"Are you master and apprentice bandits?"

"You still have to waste two bottles of something I obviously don't need..."

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