Following. Early morning. The sky is not yet fully bright. Liu Fengxi has woken up. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes. It is to check Mu Jiechen's injury.

"How's it going?" Somehow . Is it because the cave is too cold. The ground is too hard or something else. Wanyue, who has always been asleep, slept very lightly this time. Hear a little movement around you. Then he opened his eyes. I saw Liu Fengxi inspecting Mu Jiechen's injuries. Wan Yue asked softly.

After an overnight adjustment. Wanyue's tone was still a little strange.

Liu Fengxi is concerned about Mu Juechen's injury. I didn't pay much attention to it. She bandaged the white cloth wrapped around her arm for Mu Jiechen. He said, "It's a lot better. You're here to watch. I'll go out and get some herbs and something to eat." As he spoke, he lowered the sleeves of Mu Jiechen's rolled up. said two words to Wanyue. And he went out of the hole.

"Palace Master. The palace master ......" Wan Yue shouted towards Liu Fengxi's distant back. She frustrates the discovery. Her palace master. That heart gradually returned to Mu Juechen's body.

Wanyue was shocked. Maybe. Her palace master had never forgotten Mu Juechen. No. Come to think of it. Wan Yue's face turned pale in an instant.

Mu Jiechen didn't want Liu Fengxi to worry about him last night. Hold up your injured body alive. Stay up until midnight. I can't hold it anymore. I gradually fell asleep. At this time. Mu Jiechen has not woken up yet. His eyes were closed. His face seemed to be a little paler than last night. Tight pursed lips are a little dry. Somewhat white. This is a sexy lip flap. Now. There is even a phenomenon of peeling. Dry lips. Significant severe dehydration in the body.

Wanyue sat down slowly. Holding his knees and looking at Mu Juechen's sleeping face. Look at his pale and blood-soaked face. Looking at his forehead, even in his sleep, a thin cold sweat was oozing. Wanyue's face changed slightly. A cold light flashed in his bright eyes. There is a kind of indifference and outright hatred that exudes from the bones.

Wounded. Sleeping Mu Jiechen is as harmless as a newborn baby. The kind of kingly domineering when he wakes up. That cold breath has been subdued. At this time. If anyone strikes at him. Wanted to be against him. He simply has no ability to fight back.

The hatred in Wanyue's eyes gradually intensified. Her eyes were fixed on Mu Juechen's face. This moment. Wan Yue even had a bold idea in her head. The idea. Let Wanyue herself feel afraid. And then. Even so. The cold hatred in her eyes. Still unabated. Her gaze was cold. Stared coldly at Mu Juechen. It's as if a hunter is looking at a prey that can't escape from his palm.

Wan Yue quietly moved towards Mu Juechen. She reached out and gently patted Mu Jiechen's face. Seeing that he did not react. The corners of Wanyue's mouth gradually hooked up a sneer. A moment of evil is born from the side of the guts. Just kill him. The palace master will never be robbed again.

She could see it. The palace master still loves Mu Jiechen in his heart. If not. I've always been nosy. The palace master who doesn't like to mess with him. Why did you meddle in the matter of the master of the Tang Sect? And. The palace master has always been a drop of wine. If it weren't for the fact that I was still thinking about Mu Juchen in my heart. If it weren't for him, he would have broken the palace master's heart. How could the palace master run away to drink?

Thinking of the palace master's suffering for Mu Jiechen. Wanyue's heart ached for a while. The chill in her eyes was cold. Hand. Slowly move towards Mu Juechen's neck.

"Hmmm......"

Mu Jiechen frowned slightly. Turn your face to the side.

Wan Yue's face changed drastically. Frightened, he immediately withdrew his hand. Sit and wait for a while. But there is no movement to be seen. She thought Mu Juechen had woken up. Original. It's just that Mu Jiechen let out a low groan.

Wanyue snorted coldly. The corners of his mouth hooked up with a cold and sneering smile. He muttered in his mouth, "Since. . . You didn't think of me as a sister. So. Why should I think of you and my brother and sister? Brother...... Mu Juechen. Don't blame me." Her fingers rubbed the cold hilt of her sword. Finally, he said silently with his lips: "Brother. Farewell. To blame. It's to blame you for falling in love with the palace master. The palace master is mine. No one can snatch it away." Say it. Draw your sword out of its sheath.

Instantly. The sword is as bright as snow. The air in the cave seems to have condensed. Wan Yue's sword pointed directly at Mu Juechen's throat.

"Xi'er......" Mu Jiechen shouted in a dry and hoarse voice. Tough. Slowly open your eyes.

Wan Yue's arm shook. The tip of the sword cut a thin blood mark on Mu Juechen's neck. Her face instantly turned pale as snow.

Mu Jiechen only felt a pain in his neck. Almost invisible frowned. If you just woke up. His mind was still a little foggy. So. The moment the pain hits. Mu Jiechen's mind instantly became extremely clear.

His gaze suddenly became sharp. stared at Wanyue coldly. He didn't seem to see the sword in Wanyue's hand that shone with a sharp snow-white sword light. Only with that sharper and cold gaze than the sword in Wanyue's hand, he stared at Wanyue coldly.

Stared at by that kind of gaze. Wanyue was shocked. Suddenly, she couldn't breathe with her sharp gaze. Wanyue's wrist was soft. The hand holding the sword slowed down. Slowly drooping to his side.

The corners of Mu Juechen's lips slightly hooked up a sneer.

"Wanyue. Come out and help me." Liu Fengxi's shallow voice came from outside the cave. into the ears of both. The two of them reacted differently. A touch of pity flashed in Mu Juechen's eyes. Looking at Wanyue's gaze was meaningful. The sneer at the corner of his mouth grew deeper and deeper.

Wanyue heard Liu Fengxi's voice coldly. His face turned pale in an instant. The body froze there. Can't move.

"Wanyue ......"

"You don't want to go soon. Don't. You want Xi'er to see you like this......." Mu Jiechen reminded her coldly.

Wanyue's lips opened. She wanted to ask, "Why are you reminding me." At last. But in the end, he didn't ask anything. Just took a deep look at Mu Juechen. Put away your sword. And he ran out.

"The Palace Master ......"

"Why did it take so long to come out?" Liu Fengxi cut off Wanyue's words. He looked at her and said, "Is he awake?"

Wan Yue took the initiative to take the heavier things in Liu Fengxi's hand. He replied, "He's awake. It's just that. He doesn't seem to be in a very good mental state. His face was also a little pale."

"Hmm.."

Liu Fengxi hummed softly. It would be strange if Mu Jiechen's face looked good today. I was in the middle of the 'Xuanyin Palm', which could last night for so long. That's pretty good. I can wake up today. It's a miracle.

"Palace Master. Why did you save him?" Wan Yue couldn't help but ask.

Liu Fengxi raised her eyebrows slightly. Squinted at her. frowned: "What are you doing asking so much. How to do it. Shall you comment on the beak? You just have to do your part. Other things. You don't have to worry about it."