When people were in Qin, they changed the world by reading entries.

The black aura receded like a tide, and the sword spirit space could no longer be maintained.

Bai Yuan leaned against the window, holding the scroll in his hand, and the black aura completely disappeared in front of him.

Condensation senses movement from the outside world and wakes up from sleep.

She braced herself and watched Bai Yuan standing by the window, the cold moonlight shining on his face.

"What happened?"

She was acutely aware that something was wrong.

Bai Yuan turned around, looking at the condensation that had just woken up and was still a little tired, a few strands of blue silk were still hanging on her face, so he stepped forward and reached out to help her brush it.

"It's okay, I just met the sword spirit and fought him, but he has already retreated, don't worry."

Ning Yan nodded slightly after hearing this, but then found that Bai Yuan's eyes looked at him from time to time as he spoke.

At this moment, because she had just woken up, the sleeping clothes on her body were a little messy, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, which was fully seen by Bai Yuan, who had a [Fire Eye Golden Eye].

Although Condensation Yan did not know that he had night vision, he could also feel the fiery gaze.

"Does it look good?"

"Ahem! I went to cultivate!

Bai Yuan coughed lightly, immediately looked away, and sat back on the edge of the desk.

Looking at his appearance, Condensation Yan couldn't help but laugh.

Lying down again and retracting the bed, she didn't have any sleep, so she quietly watched Bai Yuan, watching him cultivate there.

The moon is setting and the sun is rising, and golden sunlight is shining in through the window.

As soon as Bai Yuan opened his eyes, he saw Ning Yan lying in the bed holding Xue'er, and everyone and cat were staring at him.

Seeing him finish his cultivation, Xue'er couldn't wait to break away from Condensation's embrace, jumped off the bed, and ran into Bai Yuan's arms.

Bai Yuan gently rubbed Xue'er's head, and then heard the sound of condensation lifting the quilt, and when he looked up, he saw that she did not shy away from changing her clothes in front of herself.

Looking at this scene, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his eyes did not blink, and there was no self-consciousness of disrespect.

After all, he is a Taoist disciple, not a Confucian disciple, not to mention that Ning Yan himself does not shy away, so why should he make a gesture.

After changing his clothes, the condensation smoke gave him a blank look, but it was not lethal at all.

Bai Yuan thought he hadn't seen it, hummed a little song in his mouth, and walked out of the room with Xue'er in his arms.

Coincidentally, Han Fei also opened the door and walked out, his spirit seemed to be a little weak, he held the door with one hand and his waist with the other, and he didn't know that he thought that he was overindulged last night.

"Uncle Junior, it's early!"

Han Fei greeted Bai Yuan with a wry smile.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Didn't... It's okay, I just didn't sleep well last night and had a nightmare.

Han Fei frowned and explained.

"Nightmare? I don't think you're having a nightmare, but a dream, right?

Bai Yuan showed a mocking expression.

Seeing that he was misunderstood, Han Fei quickly explained out loud.

"It's really a nightmare, I dreamed last night that I was beaten and stabbed in the waist, this dream was so real, I almost thought I was really stabbed, so I held my waist."

As he spoke, he touched his lower back, as if something in a dream had really happened.

Listening to him say this, Bai Yuan was suddenly stunned, how did this dream feel more familiar the more he listened?

Looking at the place where he was holding, it seemed that he was also stabbed in this position last night when he fought with the Anti-Scale Sword Spirit.

So shouldn't Han Fei dream of the scene where he fought with the sword spirit last night?

Moreover, Han Fei substituted the identity of the sword spirit.

If this is the case, then isn't it himself who beat Han Fei?

The more Bai Yuan thought about it, the more he felt that it was very likely, forced a smile, and said without changing his face: "Then your dream is really peculiar, but the picture you just looked like is really easy to misunderstand."

Han Fei coughed lightly twice, did not support his waist anymore, and straightened his figure: "Forget it, don't mention it."

During their conversation, Jimoyun and Jimo Huaxue also came over.

"How many of you are here!"

"Here you are."

Jimoyun said with a smile: "Breakfast is ready, let's go first!" After breakfast, we went outside for a good stroll.

Hearing this, the corners of Han Fei's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

After going to the front hall to eat something simply, it was considered to cushion the stomach, and Bai Yuan and the others were ready to go out.

At this moment, Jimo Xi sent someone to call Jimo Yun and the two away.

Bai Yuan could only sit and rest for a while.

It didn't take long for Jimoyun and Jimo Huaxue to return.

Jimoyun showed an apologetic expression: "Originally, I said yesterday that I would take you shopping today, but tomorrow is my father's birthday banquet, and I have to help prepare, so today I can only let my sister entertain you."

After hearing this, Bai Yuan and the others said that they could understand.

"It's still more important about the birthday banquet, don't worry about us, if you need help, don't hesitate to tell us."

"You are guests, how can you ask guests to help?" Jimoyun immediately waved his hand, "A few of you can play in Jimo City with peace of mind."

Even Mo Huaxue also responded on the side: "Mr. Bai Yuan, you don't have to be polite, if you need anything, just tell me."

Seeing this, Bai Yuan and the others nodded.

Jimoyun saluted Bai Yuan and the others again, and then turned and left.

After he left, even Mo Huaxue no longer wasted time: "Mr. Bai Yuan, then let's go too!" I'll take you to see the scenery of Jimo City.

"Okay, then it's hard work Miss Jimo!"

"It should."

Bai Yuan's three followed Jimo Huaxue and soon went out.

At this moment, in the backyard of Jimo Mansion, Jimoxi also received the news that they had gone out, showing a satisfied smile.

And Jimoyun beside him was a little uncomfortable, and was called to help carry all kinds of things to be used for tomorrow's banquet.

Jimoxi's wife was a little puzzled when she saw this scene.

"Why did you leave Yun'er and only let Hua Xue entertain Mr. Bai Yuan and them?"

"It's not that you don't know your son, you are frizzy in your work, when you meet a master of swordsmanship, you want to fight with people, Mr. Bai Yuan is a master of the Heavenly Sect, let him entertain the other party, don't offend people."

Jimoxi supported his beard and shook his head slightly.

Of course, this was only one of the reasons, and the other reason was that he heard that Bai Yuan seemed to be very interested in his daughter.

He heard that when the two met for the first time, Bai Yuan was directly stunned and stared at his daughter for a long time.

If it had been someone else, he would definitely not have been so polite, but Bai Yuan was different, and he was very happy to hear the news.

That's why Jimo Huaxue will entertain them.

He didn't want to sacrifice his daughter to befriend Bai Yuan at this cost, but just gave them the opportunity to get to know each other.

Of course, if they can finally come together, it will be the best.

Jimoxi did this because Jimo Huaxue has also reached an age, and there have been too many people who have come to ask for relatives recently, including the heirs of some high-ranking officials and ministers.

He has been an official for so many years, and he knows very well what these people look like, so he doesn't want to push his daughter into the fire pit.