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The moonlight is silent, and the room is quiet and peaceful. ()

Finally, Duan Hua let out a heavy breath, woke up his confused mind, and said: "My internal injuries are not only caused by my obsession with practicing Qigong. I was injured by Fuling before, and Luo Bichen also injured me not long ago. The internal injuries have accumulated over time. Invasion into the lungs cannot be cured overnight. You have not cultivated the magic skills for a short time, and you have not yet penetrated the essence of them. Not only can you not cure me, but one mistake will cause you to be injured and bewitched."

He intentionally omitted the part where Zixi accidentally hurt him in Wanmei Villa.

Zixi's eyes darkened, she turned around, and looked at Duanhua's back in the moonlight: "Master, isn't this disciple very useless?" [

"How old are you, and today's achievements are comparable to others." Duanhua sighed softly, "It's a girl again..."

"It's good that Master doesn't dislike it."

"If I despise you, I won't accept you as a disciple ten years ago."

The two were silent for a while.Duanhua turned his back to Zixi, quietly looking at the exquisite texture of the Arhat couch in the shadows, no longer sleepy.Zi Xi looked at the graceful curvature of his shoulders.

"Master, can I teach my disciples kung fu again?" After a while, Zixi said softly, "Luo Bichen can use swords, but I can't."

Duan Hua said in a low voice, "Didn't you also learn it?"

Zixi replied: "I didn't study well, Yun Weiyao taught me with a playful attitude, Jun Moran always had reservations, they didn't really teach me."

"You didn't study hard, did you?"

"Does Master teach?"

Duanhua turned around, faced her, and said, "Why don't you ask Master if he can use a sword first?"

Zi Xi smiled: "I know, Master knows everything."

Duanhua showed no expression, and said indifferently: "I will teach you tomorrow."

"Master is so kind." Zixi really wanted to pounce on him and give him a hug, but after all, she restrained her cold eyes, and changed the subject, "Master sees so many people in Suxin Zhuang every day, doesn't it bother you? "

"It's a little bit, Luo Bichen should have killed them all that day."

Zixi's smile narrowed, and the topic changed again: "Does Master like the phoenix-headed harp very much?"

Duanhua gave a noncommittal "hmm" and asked abruptly, "What exactly do you want to do when you sneak into my room in the middle of the night?"

"It's nothing?" Zixi laughed again with a guilty conscience, pulling the quilt on Duanhua's body in an unnecessary way to conceal her unnaturalness, "Is Master sleepy? I'm going back to my room right now."

Duanhua remained silent, staring intently at her every move.Those eyes, as cold as morning dew, looked even more unfathomable in the moonlight, and they had a strange color, which made Zixi dare not look directly, and hurriedly got up and walked to the door.

She took two steps, realized that she had done nothing wrong, turned around and asked, "Is Master cold?"[

"not cold."

"Will Master be bored by himself?"

Duanhua finally understood her real purpose tonight, he was too lazy to beat around the bush with her, turned his back to her, and said coldly: "I'm sleepy."

Zixi added more hints and asked: "Would you like to have one more person to accompany Master when he sleeps?" It was already a clear indication.

Duan Hua didn't even think about it, and replied, "No."

Zixi was completely defeated. Their relationship was already very close, but they were still very distant at ordinary times. They had to sleep in separate rooms at night, and they didn't have any intimate words or deeds. Get used to the psychology.

Zixi opened the door in frustration, stepped forward, and suddenly heard the person behind him sigh and say: "The bed is not big, if you don't feel crowded, let's sleep together."

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