In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Biyao took Su Han's place, sat by the door, and rested her chin on her hand.

Looking at Su Han, who was quickly falling into a state of semi-cultivation and semi-sleep on the bed, and then at Lu Xueqi, who was shrouded in a faint blue light and looked as aloof as an immortal, his eyes became complicated again.

She recalled the scene last night when Su Han bravely fought against the leader of the Shadow Demons to save Lu Xueqi, and the focused look on his face as he carried Lu Xueqi on his back. A bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart again.

But she quickly shook her head, suppressing these emotions, and focused on fulfilling her duty as a guard.

Time flowed silently, and outside the window, the sun went from high noon to setting in the west.

The hustle and bustle of Heyang City drifted through the doors and windows, which only served to highlight the tranquility inside the small house.

As night fell again, the blue aura surrounding Lu Xueqi gradually faded.

She slowly opened her eyes, and a trace of color returned to her pale face. Although her internal injuries were far from healed, her breathing had become much more stable, and at least she was no longer in danger of losing her life.

Su Han and Bi Yao noticed her movement almost simultaneously.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Su Han immediately sat up in bed and asked with concern.

Biyao also looked over.

Lu Xueqi gently exhaled a breath of stale air, checked her internal condition, and whispered:
"I am out of danger, but I still need some time to recover. Thank you for protecting me."

Seeing that her condition was stable, Su Han and Bi Yao both breathed a sigh of relief.

The biggest crisis has been temporarily averted.

At that moment, all three of them simultaneously let out a soft "rumbling" sound from their stomachs.

After a day and a night of running around, fighting, and healing, they were already starving.

Su Han rubbed his stomach and gave a wry smile: "Looks like I need to take care of my stomach first. I'll go ask the waiter to bring up some food."

He carefully opened the door and instructed the waiter waiting outside to prepare some light porridge and dishes to be delivered to the room.

To avoid arousing suspicion, he deliberately ordered extra portions, pretending that the three of them had large appetites.

Soon, a simple meal was served: a bowl of white porridge, several small dishes of side dishes, and some steamed buns.

Although the food was simple and plain, it was delicious for the three hungry people.

The atmosphere was somewhat subtle as they sat around the small wooden table in the center of the room.

Su Han and Bi Yao were fine, after all, they had been through a lot together, but Lu Xueqi rarely ate at the same table with others, especially men, especially in such a small and private space.

She ate very politely and slowly, making almost no sound, which contrasted sharply with Biyao's eating manner, which, despite being extremely hungry, still retained a touch of coquettishness.

While eating, Su Han said in a low voice, "We need to rest here for at least a few days until Junior Sister Lu's injuries stabilize and we are fully recovered before we plan our next move."

During this period, try to avoid going out to prevent any unexpected complications.

Biyao took a bite of the steamed bun and mumbled, "I know."

"But the food at this inn is awful. Once I'm better, I'm definitely going to the best restaurant in town for a feast."

Lu Xueqi silently drank her porridge without making a sound. She knew her current situation well; safety came first, and the desire for food was utterly insignificant.

After the meal, Su Han checked Lu Xueqi's left arm wound again, confirming that the detoxification was complete and the wound was beginning to heal under the nourishment of the spiritual medicine and her own spiritual power. Only then was she completely relieved.

Thanks to Biyao's meticulous care and his own strong physique, the injury on his arm was no longer a major concern.

As night deepened and the city of Heyang was lit up, the faint sounds of string and wind instruments and noise drifted from afar, making the place seem even more secluded.

The issue of rest has become a pressing concern.

The room had only two beds: a slightly larger wooden bed and a smaller low couch.

“Junior Sister Lu is injured and needs to rest. She will sleep in the big bed.”

Su Han directly arranged, "Biyao, you sleep on the low couch. I'll meditate and regulate my breathing, and also keep watch at night."

"How can that be done!"

Biyao immediately objected, "Your injuries haven't fully healed, and you've been up for so long, you need to rest properly!"

Or... or this bed is big enough, we...

She was halfway through her sentence when her face suddenly turned slightly red, and she was too embarrassed to continue.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xueqi paused slightly in her teacup and lowered her eyes.

Su Han was also taken aback, then secretly glanced at Lu Xueqi and shook his head, saying, "My cultivation method is special; meditation is rest, and its effect is even better than sleep."

You can rest assured and get some rest; you'll need to maintain your form tomorrow.

Biyao opened her mouth, but seeing Su Han's serious gaze and glancing at the silent Lu Xueqi, she finally stomped her foot angrily.
"Whatever! I'll just work you to death, you idiot!"

After saying that, he turned and walked to the low couch, lay down fully clothed with his face facing inward, and ignored them.

Lu Xueqi looked up at Su Han and said softly, "Senior Brother Su... thank you for your trouble."

“It’s my duty, Junior Sister Lu, please don’t stand on ceremony. Please rest.” Su Han said gently.

Lu Xueqi said no more, and lay down on the bed as instructed, pulling the thin blanket over herself.

She was indeed physically and mentally exhausted and needed real sleep to recover.

Su Han blew out the oil lamp, leaving only a sliver of light coming in from the window.

He sat cross-legged again on the futon by the door, the Azure Sword across his knees, and closed his eyes.

However, he was not fully meditative. His spiritual awareness, like an invisible spider web, quietly covered the inside and outside of the room, alert to any unusual fluctuations.

Inside the room, the breathing of the three people gradually became steady.

Biyao seemed to fall asleep quickly, and her breathing became even.

Lu Xueqi's breathing was light and deep, indicating she was falling asleep slowly, but she gradually calmed down as she grew tired. (End of Chapter)