All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

No leaks.

Just as Su Bei was trying to get closer to observe the somewhat familiar figure, the sky and the earth suddenly spun, and then everything turned into nothingness again.

Su Bei seemed to feel that his body was getting weaker and weaker, like a solitary boat churning in the sea, precarious in the wind and rain, unable to see the direction clearly.

It was a faint feeling of weakness, and the whole body seemed to have entered a brand new world!

What appeared in front of him was a cave, and countless difficulties and obstacles blocked him. He held Qingping Sword and opened the sky with a sword, and then broke through layers of obstacles!

The entire sky was blood-red, but a flourishing lotus flower could be seen quietly blooming.

Su Bei reached out and tried to touch the lotus, but he still felt that the distance was not enough.

The sound of the great avenue came from my ears, and I couldn't hear it clearly, but I felt that my whole body seemed to be more and more comfortable under the baptism of the sound of the great avenue.

What kind of feeling is this?

Su Bei couldn't describe it, but felt that everything was so wonderful.

It seemed that the sound of a flute pierced through the night.

One pick, the cloud splits.

Suddenly, an avalanche.

The body became heavier and heavier, more and more tired, and finally everything returned to calm.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Bei suddenly opened his eyes.

——The scene in front of me immediately caused my brain to shut down instantly, I just felt that I was wrong, as if I was still dreaming?

Stretching out his hand, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, swallowed, and stared blankly at everything in front of him.

Under the moonlight, a white-haired woman sat quietly on her bed, at a loss, and also looked at herself with shocked eyes.

谷猅

The leisurely moonlight sprinkled on his bed.

The woman's delicate face quickly turned red visible to the naked eye, and then a piece of clothing instantly covered her head, blocking her view.

— Crackling.

Immediately afterwards, he fled in despair, the window was suddenly opened, and the cold wind poured in.

——The cold wind howled!

Su Bei swallowed, took off the clothes on his head, and pinched his face. The scene just now in his mind is still unforgettable.

——Under the cold moonlight, Junior Sister Jiu bit her thin lips lightly, looking at herself with misty eyes.

It seemed that she could vaguely see the bellyband on her body.

It's not the ordinary one, it's the kind of tulle in my memory, and I can see a large piece of it in a daze...

Su Bei took a deep breath, as if he could feel a trace of sweat on his body that would never appear in the cold winter.

No way?

In an instant, a terrifying thought filled Su Bei's mind.

Immediately, he lifted the quilt off his body abruptly, and Su Bei stared at the scene in front of him absent-mindedly.

Floating on the water-white sheets.

A few plum blossoms are blood-colored wintersweet blooming in the winter moon, blooming quietly.

Su Bei only felt that his voice was a little hoarse and a little dry, and he muttered to himself:

"real......"

But why is this happening?

Then there was a bitter smile from the heart hanging on the corner of Su Bei's mouth:

"Is this the reverse push?"

He got up, put on his pants, and looked around, only to find a silver Bu Yao next to the bed, probably left behind by Junior Sister Jiu.

I have never seen her walk with a step.

Gently picking up the Bu Yao, Su Bei swallowed a long breath, and Su Bei looked at the watery moonlight outside the window with some regret:

Chapter 160 Four, Woman, You Are Getting My Attention

Not on Jianfeng Peak, Su Bei returned to his room silently.

Leaning lightly on the head of the bed, his expression was a little too tense just now, but now that his mind was completely relaxed, Su Bei suddenly realized that the bedding on the bed seemed a little too damp.

A strange smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Then he stared blankly at the messy bed, played with the step shaker in his hand, and suddenly slapped himself on the forehead.

I was completely immersed in that atmosphere just now, and even forgot to return this step to Shan Wulan.

Under the moonlight, the silver step shaker bloomed with a faint luster, as if swearing by its owner's victory tonight.

"Find a chance and return it to her..."

Su Bei carefully put Bu Yao into the storage ring, put his arms behind his head, and silently looked at the bright moon in the sky.

What does the sister's sentence mean?

The moonlight fell gently under the bed, and a few drops of water reflected a faint luster.

Su Bei looked thoughtfully at the water trail that was about to dry up and left white trails on the ground, blinked his eyes, and suddenly said strangely:

"Junior sister just walked through the door... or the window?"

"How do you remember it's a window?"

"Did I remember wrong?"

Shaking his head, Su Bei let out a long sigh, turned the pillow over, closed his eyes and muttered:

"I didn't expect to sleep so dead, I didn't feel anything... It's too bad."

"By the way, who is that man in the dream? It looks quite real."

"..."

......

Mo Li patted the mountain lightly, endured the discomfort all the way, and ran back to his room.

Sitting lightly on the bed, only a piece of clothing was lightly draped over her body, holding a lot of other clothes in her hands.

There was a trace of complex emotions in his eyes, whether it was a smile or hatred, and he looked at everything in front of him blankly, looking at the polished dagger in his hand.

"It's Shan Wulan."

All I could think of was her.

She went to Master's room in the middle of the night for one purpose, the same as herself?

But what is this?Halfway through, she suddenly interrupted?

Just felt the pain but didn't feel the happiness after that?

This woman is indeed the most troublesome.

In the shadow of the moonlight, Mo Li bit his lower lip and gently climbed up from the bed, leaning on the wall, and staggered towards the bronze mirror in the room.

The bright moonlight reflected on the silver hair, shining, and the skin was as smooth and delicate as cream, and it seemed that for some reason, there was a little blush.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Mo Li stretched out his small hand and punched the bronze mirror hard.

--boom.

A crisp sound.

Mo Li withdrew his slender jade hand, and looked at the blood flowing from the joints of his fingers expressionlessly, leaving a long trace on his jade arm, which dripped on the ground and turned into a plum blossom.

Then a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth, the smile was beautiful, and then the arc of the corner of the mouth became bigger and bigger.

Mo Li burst out laughing, showing his silver teeth.

Looking at the depression on the bronze mirror, because the depression reflected his body extraordinarily distorted, it seemed extraordinarily clear.

On this snowy night, Mo Li's black eyebrows were raised, and then he hit the bronze mirror heavily again.

--boom!

--boom!

"Teacher is in some pain..."

"Master."

There was a murmur, mixed with the lingering exhaustion in my heart, and it seemed to be venting everything.

I got it, but I lost it.

"Buyao seems to have lost one?"

"Where did it fall?"

......

In the early morning, Xiao Ruoqing woke up from her sleep, the quilt was soaked with sweat from her body, and she stared blankly at the snowflakes falling outside the window.

I slept very deeply last night, and recalled many things in my dream.

After remembering his revenge, the blood stained his scabbard and attached his hilt.

From then on, I always subconsciously touch the handle of the sword when I draw the sword. This habit can't be changed even in this life.

Why do you suddenly have this dream?

How long has it been since I slept so dead?

It's very unusual, very wrong, but I can't say it, because my body really doesn't have any superfluous feelings.

Only when I came back from the outside, my body was too tired.

With a long sigh, he put on his clothes and walked towards the door.