In this way, Su Luo told Jun Yue the news the moment he finished washing the marrow, and then turned around and left.

When Jun Yue heard this, he was very surprised, and he swam happily in the hot spring, and after a while, a nine-petal red lotus faintly burned on his forehead, and his beautiful body continued to emit a faint blue light.

In the world of water, the beauty is like a god.

After leaving, Su Luo didn't find any of this, and she didn't know what an important decision she made today.

There is still wind and snow on the partial peak.

On this day, Qianyu got up early as usual and waited for Su Luo's arrival on the snow. His small body was carrying a long sword that did not match his figure, his expression was serious, and his black figure was gloomy and lonely in the snow.

His gaze was long, and his eyes were as cold as ice and snow.

For the marrow washing that Jun Yue experienced yesterday, Qian Yu was very jealous. Not to mention that when he heard the news that Jun Yue was going to practice swords together today, he was extremely unhappy in his heart. However, in order to show his generosity in front of the master, he still didn't say anything.

Qian Yu stood alone on the snow, raising his sword and dancing in the snow before Su Luo came out, the light snowflakes flew with him, light and romantic, and snuggled up to him like a spirit.

He was waiting for the arrival of his master, seeing his efforts to get up early and Jun Yue's laziness of being late.

In this way, a sharp contrast can be formed, so that the master understands what it means that the mud cannot support the wall.

Thinking of this, he danced even harder.

Su Luo also came early, she looked at Qianyu who got up early, and did not praise. When Jun Yue, who was late, came in a hurry, he didn't criticize. Qian Yu was very unhappy in his heart.

The person concerned, Su Luo, didn't feel it at all, she was just in the fugue, thinking that she could have not had to sleep, but in recent decades she had encountered a bottleneck in her cultivation, so she completely relaxed herself, rising at sunrise and resting at sunset, in order to pursue a mortal life that cohabited with heaven and earth, and further improved her realm.

This is a good thing, but the system occasionally comes out to complain, "You have to leave sooner or later, and you can't take it with you, why bother?" ＂

At that time, she looked at the strange fire burning in the cave house lightly, holding a sharp needle in her hand, and directly broke the thousand-year-old wick in front of the system.

Frightened, the system quickly retracted the h-space.

She didn't want to answer the system, after staying in the cultivation realm for a thousand years, her previous enthusiasm had long since faded a lot, and her silver-gray eyes were often as cold as the night tide, and there were few other things that could arouse her interest besides cultivation.

Just like the winter a few years ago, picking up Junyue was just because the little guy was beautiful and smelly, and he brought it back on a whim.

Except for the first year, she really left him to fend for himself.

Fortunately......

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Recently, while meditating, she remembered that the two little ones were her apprentices, and she still had to fulfill her responsibilities as a master and apprentice for the sake of tasks and bonds.

So yesterday, when she saw Xiao Junyue, who was very wasteful, she found out in her conscience and washed him in the marrow.

Scold.

Think far.

Hooking Qili's lips, Su Luo came back to her senses, and in the snow, with her hands in her hands, she watched her apprentice practice swords.

Qianyu is not a loss of talent, the sword style given to him by Su Luo has been very skilled, one sword and one style, the momentum is beginning to appear, and it is quite a bit of the charm of the sword bone.

Jun Yue has practiced the basic swordsmanship in the sect for a long time, and it is also nondescript to play.

This phenomenon made Qian Yu secretly happy, and made Su Luo feel a little sad.