Chapter 64
Wu Qing had gone through the words of wisdom given to him by Zitan several times in his heart, and with the confidence slowly beginning to emerge in his heart, he gritted his teeth, looked up at Xuan Qing, and said word by word: "How about I help Shangxian to wash up?" , some can still be used?"

Ruthlessly saw Xuan Qing's body swaying slightly, his face paler, as if a sentence burst out from his throat: "You should rest well first." Then he walked out with big strides, walked to the door and paused, Without looking back, he said: "This brocade quilt, if you like it, I will give it to you!"

The moment Wuqing saw Xuanqing go out, she fell down on the bed happily, touched and touched, looked and looked at the brocade quilt, feeling the slightest pleasure, although the brocade quilt was full of saliva, nose and tears, but that Isn't it all my own? Why do I despise myself? Everything will be reversed. It wasn't until the moment when the wound was pulled that Wuqing understood what the word restraint was.

In the days that followed, Wuqing continued to carry forward the skills she had learned in Jimeng Mountain, and was unable to leave Liuyun Pavilion half a step due to her knee injury.

Xuan Qing is also living with one eye open and one eye closed. Apart from checking her wound regularly every day, he will not have too much communication with her. He is afraid that he will see a scene similar to the last time again. The last scene had left him with a shadow that could not be quickly eliminated in a short period of time. If he watched a few more scenes, he was really afraid that he would admit how wrong it was to leave her to recuperate.

Wuqing counted the number of times she talked to Xuanqing with her fingers, but the sum of the past half a month could not exceed these ten fingers. The conversations between her and Xuanqing always started with the same beginning and ended with the same ending.

"That... Shangxian..."

"Don't talk too much when you are sick, you just need to rest in peace and recuperate."

"No, Shangxian, I..."

"You still have doubts about my words?"

"No……"

"That's good."

Inside the study.

"Brother isn't doing very well recently, is there any change in the Demon Realm?" Xuan Bingyun shook his folding fan lightly, while looking at Xuan Qing who bowed his head and quickly approved official documents with half a smile in his eyes.

Of course he knew in his heart that since the demon king was sealed and the demon king was hidden from the world, the demon world has become a mess. Although there are a few restlessness, they are still small characters and have little influence on the entire fairy world and the human world. See It seems to him that the current demon world is like a kitten. Although it growls from time to time to remind the world of their existence, it is still cute as a feline. Senior brother's cloudy face Naturally, it can't be them, who can make the senior brother show such an expression. After thinking about it, I'm afraid it's only that girl.

Xuan Qing's hand that was approving the official document paused, the cinnabar ink on the tip of the pen slid down on the rice paper, and instantly a red mark appeared on the black handwriting of the document.

Xuan Qing frowned calmly, with a slight finger, the cinnabar red mark disappeared completely, his clean eyes moved up slightly, and lightly swept over Xuan Bingyun: "Of course not, losing the Demon King and the Demon Lord The Demon Realm is like a piece of loose sand, I don’t need to worry about it, but what I can’t figure out is that in the illusion test of the new disciples that day, a super powerful force actually appeared in Cuiping Mountain.”

"Brother, are you saying..." Xuan Bingyun also realized the seriousness of this matter. When he was passing the disciple assessment in the illusion that day, he was playing chess alone in his Lanshan Pavilion, but saw a red light flashing in front of him. On the Cloud Firmament Hall, it disappeared in an instant. He felt bad. When he chased him out to see where there were traces, the most frightening thing was that with his hundreds of years of cultivation, he couldn't feel the slightest trace of that person. It can be seen that the person's skill is far superior to his own.

(End of this chapter)

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