In her previous life, her master's name was Qing Yuan, and her medical skills were also brought up by his old man.

At the moment when her words fell, Shen Yuan only felt that her shoulder was pressed tightly.

Luo Beixiao had a cold face and whispered: "Oh? Qing Yuan? ”

Under the cover of the wide sleeves, the cyan veins on the back of the man's hand burst out one by one.

She has other masters, and she really has other masters.

She has been on Shangqing Peak since she was five years old, and the only time she can leave him to apprentice is when she went down the mountain alone to practice.

Maybe from that time on, her heart was not on his side.

Luo Beixiao was very uncomfortable, her bones were hurting, as if she had been drilled into a nail, "I've never heard of it." He said again.

Of course, Shen Yuan couldn't have known that the man had already recognized her, and she said without any burden: "Master, he soared very early, and what remained in the cultivation realm was an afterimage. ”

I don't know if it's her delusion, but she always feels that the air pressure around her suddenly becomes lighter.

Luo Beixiao snorted, willing to accept such a result.

It's good to have soared.

Shen Yuan turned his head sideways to look at him: "Does Sword Jun feel uncomfortable?" ”

She said that she wanted to think about it, but at this moment she let the other party hold herself half-by her side, that is, she had accepted his feelings.

Luo Beixiao naturally understood what she meant, "Why do you still call me Sword Monarch." ”

Shen Yuan blinked and said, "Luo Beixiao." ”

The man sighed lightly, hugged the person in his arms with a little force, and let Shen Yuan sit on her lap.

He rested his head on her shoulder, his breath hitting her ear.

Shen Yuan thought that he was going to say something else, such as what she should call him, she deliberately called his name, there is no lack of this purpose, she wants him to say it herself, after all, she is somewhat embarrassed.

Who knew that the man was silent for a long time, and finally said two words helplessly: "That's it." ”

Shen Yuan: ??

After Luo Beixiao calmed down, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, he didn't know if Ah Yuan agreed to him out of liking or because he couldn't resist.

The master-apprentice love in the cultivation realm is not allowed.

She didn't like herself at all when she was on Qingfeng at the beginning, but in the past when she came into contact with herself as Yi Kite, would she really like him?

Luo Beixiao wasn't sure, after all, in retrospect, his attitude towards Yi Yuan was not good.

He was worried that she felt that she was being forced.

He has now succeeded in hugging people by his side, she has promised to be with him, he shouldn't be in a hurry, he shouldn't push her too hard.

"Hmm-"

Luo Beixiao only felt an unspeakable pain suddenly surging up in his heart, and then a smell of blood spread up from his throat.

Shen Yuan knew that this was the reaction to the curse, even if she was mentally prepared, she was still inevitably distressed when she saw the blood spilling from the corner of the man's mouth.

Shen Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with a handkerchief: "It'll be fine soon." She whispered comfortingly.

Luo Beixiao took her hand and took someone to rub it on his cheek, he hummed, and his well-behaved appearance was something Shen Yuan had never seen.

Shen Yuan didn't withdraw his hand, and let the man hold it down on his face.

Luo Beixiao's eyebrows furrowed and stretched, and after going back and forth three or five times, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan's heart suddenly: "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Beixiao opened his mouth: "I-"

Buzz

Shen Yuan heard a rapid sword roar.

Then she was hugged by Luo Beixiao and fell to the ground, the man let go of the hand holding her, and in the blink of an eye, he was far away from her.

The Qinglan Sword flew out of Luobei Xiaodantian, and the Qinglan Sword, which had always been firmly controlled in the palm of the man's hand, stabbed in front of the man as if it was about to kill the master.

Shen Yuan's pupils shrank.

Tear pull –

Luo Beixiao's robe was picked open by the tip of the sword, and the clothes on his chest were scattered.

"Luo Beixiao!" Shen Yuan ran over.

At the same time, Qinglan Jian quieted down again, landed with a click, and lay on the ground peacefully.

Luo Beixiao sat cross-legged, looking down at his clothes that had been picked apart by the natal sword, until a woman's hand appeared in his sight.

Shen Yuan checked Luo Beixiao's wound in a panic.

It was found that the Qinglan Sword had only scratched a blood mark there, and along the subtle invisible wound, the blood glowing with purple light gathered into a stream of water and gushed out.

Shen Yuan first stuffed the man with three blood tonic pills, and then took a bottle of purple blood.

Luo Beixiao didn't feel any discomfort in her body: "I think it's because Ah Kite's medicine is so good that even these things are forced out." ”

This was brought to him by the clone, and it didn't have much impact on him after the fusion, but it was better to force it out.

Shen Yuan glanced at the Qinglan Sword that was extremely obedient at the moment, breathed a long sigh of relief, and snorted sullenly.

Luo Beixiao raised her hand to support the side of her face, gently rubbed her fingertips on her cheek twice, and laughed in a low voice: "Isn't it scared?" ”

Shen Yuan waved his hand and took the person's hand away: "No." ”

Luo Beixiao's eyebrows were gentle, and he smiled and sighed, but he didn't know whether to believe it or not, he said: "Qinglan is my natal sword, it can't hurt me." ”

Just now he was worried that Ah Kite would be injured, so he hurried away from her.

Shen Yuan also knew that she cared about it, but she was really scared.

She didn't know why, obviously she understood her feelings for men, and even said that this throbbing liking didn't last long, why did she care so much about him, so much about him.

Luo Beixiao hugged the person in his arms.

Regardless of whether Ah Kite really likes himself as much as he likes her, the nervousness that the other party subconsciously leaked at that moment is not fake.

She cares about him.

No matter how deep this concern is, even if it is only a shallow layer of waves now, he must turn this layer of waves upside down.

Luo Beixiao fell asleep at some point.

Shen Yuan lied to him that he would not lose consciousness, where would he not lose consciousness, even if she used medicine to relieve his pain, but the pain was real, and it didn't mean that he didn't feel it.

Without painkillers, a man will faint in pain, but with medicine he will not be so painful.

Shen Yuan wiped the fine sweat on the man's forehead, withdrew his fingertips and nodded at the tip of the other party's nose, and chuckled.

An hour later, when the effect of the medicine was almost exhausted, Shen Yuan stood on the edge of the bed, his hands drew a trick in mid-air, and the golden trick seal swirled on the top of Luo Beixiao's head, and then hit the center of his eyebrows.

Hiding the spell seal played a role on Luo Beixiao's body, and the man's frowning brows gradually relaxed.

In the past few hundred years, he never seemed to have it easier.

The repression brought to him by the spell is not only when it is attacked, but also on weekdays, it will also entangle his meridians, such as the gangrene of the appendage.