These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

They found a long-abandoned wooden house to stay in temporarily, but the house was in disrepair and the ceiling was not even intact, so rainwater would still drip down.

So, in front of Lu Qingyan, Wei Tu once again demonstrated his life skills.

By dismantling the messy, dilapidated furniture and turning it into wood, Wei Tu could do some simple patching and mending on the roof, at least making the house look like a place to shelter from the rain. As for the occasional gusts of wind, Wei Tu didn't care.

Then, using some items from his Qiankun bag, he tidied up the bed and other things. Lu Qingyan watched from the side the whole time, and could only help the boy sweep away the useless things.

There was nothing she could do; Lu Qingyan wasn't good at some things in life.

Even when they were at Little Iris Peak, this disciple did many things for them, making the master seem more like a useless person who couldn't take care of himself.

After all this was done, the room still felt empty, but it was certainly enough to provide temporary shelter from the rain.

The two of them were in the room, looking out the shaky window at the drifting rain.

Lu Qingyan thought for a moment and asked, "What are we doing?"

She clearly didn't understand why Wei Tu would spend these past few days accompanying her to do things that seemed completely meaningless.

Wei Tu looked out the window and smiled.

"It's nothing, just a casual stroll around. There's no real meaning to it, why look for so much meaning? Life is already hard enough, Master."

He spoke the same words as always. Lu Qingyan looked at the boy's profile and listened to his calm words, feeling inexplicably at ease.

As the mountain rain arrived, a mist drifted through the forest, making the rain appear very hazy.

Those who are in this hazy state feel as if they are in a dream.

"You've had a tough time too."

Lu Qingyan said softly, "This boy always shows me his most carefree side, as if that makes it possible to ignore everything he does, what troubles he deals with outside, or what formidable enemies he encounters."

He never seemed to tell himself what kind of injuries he had suffered or what kind of trouble he had encountered, nor did he reveal his vulnerability.

Is it because he is a man, or is it because he chose to shoulder all these responsibilities?

On the one hand, it's reassuring, but on the other hand, it's also very worrying.

Wei Tu smiled and shook her head. "It's alright. A long time ago, it was Master who took care of me, taught me everything, and even saved my life. Nothing I could do to make up for it would seem like enough."

Lu Qingyan reached out and grasped the boy's hand, speaking softly.

"It's okay, you don't need to compensate me. Just do what you want to do, I... support you."

She said it softly.

Wei Tu looked at the woman. Her eyes seemed to shine with light, like the first light of dawn, the pale white of the sky, radiating a power that gave people hope.

"Master."

He said softly.

Lu Qingyan blinked and looked at Wei Tu with a puzzled expression.

"what happened?"

Looking at the woman in front of him, Wei Tu no longer seemed so cold. Her eyes, like her hands, were soft and warm.

It looked like something I hadn't seen in many years.

Perhaps it could be said that she has changed and is no longer the Lu Qingyan she once was.

But Wei Tu didn't care about any of that; he just wanted her to be happy.

You are so beautiful.

Wei Tu said with a smile.

Lu Qingyan's cheeks suddenly flushed, and a shy feeling inevitably filled her heart.

"N-nothing..."

Wei Tu, however, was by the window, slowly approaching Lu Qingyan's cheek. Lu Qingyan instinctively wanted to shyly back away, but the other person held her hand tightly, preventing her from moving an inch.

He was getting closer and closer, right in front of him.

She slightly curved her lips into a smile. "You look really good, Qingyan."

As he drew closer, Lu Qingyan seemed to sense something.

Her first instinct was to run away, but when she looked into his eyes and at his thin lips...

In the end, she closed her eyes, letting the other person invade and ravage her.

You can rest assured that everything is in his hands, right?

Chapter 139 Like Three Autumns Apart

After a fresh rain in the empty mountains, the weather turns autumnal in the evening.

This season is indeed filled with a bleak atmosphere; the leaves have turned yellow and withered, and some large trees have already begun to shed their leaves.

"It's already autumn."

Mu Xitong stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside. People were coming and going, because the great battle had temporarily come to an end.

Now, many people are just doing the cleanup work, and of course, they also have to bring back the bodies of some of their fallen comrades.

Fallen leaves return to their roots; whether alive or dead, everyone deserves a rightful final resting place.

Mu Xitong didn't need to do these things, because she had spent almost all her energy on medical treatment and medication these days. It's no exaggeration to say that, regardless of the level of work, few people were more exhausted than Mu Xitong.

Some people did come to help, but how many of them could match Mu Xitong's innate medicinal talent?

This was a rare day of relaxation; she would probably be returning to Nan Jian Prefecture in a few days. However, the woman still felt somewhat uneasy.

The little red fox by the window looked at its owner's somewhat dazed and empty eyes and asked softly.

"What are you thinking about, Master?"

Mu Xitong glanced at the little fox. "It's nothing, I was just wondering when we should go back."

The little fox pondered for a moment, "It should be in the next few days. I heard from the sect leader that things are almost done, with only some trivial matters left... Hey, Master, why haven't I seen Wei Xiao'er yet?" The little fox's words made Mu Xitong's expression slightly dazed. She looked out the window and then shook her head, "He has more important things to do now, but what danger could he be in? He'll be back in a while."

“Master, don’t you all like to say, ‘It’s better to be safe than sorry’? What if…”

"What are you saying, you brat? All the meals he cooked for you were for nothing, were you? Are you cursing him here?"

Seeing Mu Xitong's slightly furrowed brows, the little fox said with a wronged expression.

"No, I'm just a little worried about Wei Xiaoer..."

She said it honestly.

Mu Xitong wasn't that angry. She knew that although the little fox could now transform into a young woman in human form, she was still an immature child at heart.

She thought for a moment and then said.

"Don't worry, if there really is something he can't solve, then very few people can. He will come back safely."

This is not a woman's blind trust in her beloved.

Wei Tu has always been someone who downplays the results and process. He never boasts about how much he has contributed, but if you really look into those things, you will find that what he did was far more difficult and exaggerated than others think.

So Mu Xitong really thought that if there was something that even this young man couldn't solve, then everyone else could probably just wait to die.

He constantly creates miracles, constantly helps others and himself escape death, or constantly opens up new opportunities.

Although it seems glamorous and carefree, and many people may write history about this young man in the future, Mu Xitong doesn't care about any of that. She only cares about when this man can finally stop and live the life he wants.

It's free and easy, without having to work so hard.

This is what Mu Xitong is worried about. Some troubles seem endless, but people need rest... She doesn't want to wait until everything is over, only to have this boy fall down. Even if the world is about to be destroyed, Mu Xitong doesn't want him to be the one to sacrifice himself.

As Mu Xitong was thinking this, she didn't notice that the little fox suddenly stopped talking.

They didn't notice the little fox staring out the window, its eyes seemingly fixed on the view, unable to utter a single word.

Mu Xitong was still lost in thought and didn't even know what was happening in front of her.

It wasn't until her gaze refocused and she looked out the window that she noticed someone had appeared outside her window sometime during the night.

The appearance of this person was like a dream coming true, catching Mu Xitong completely off guard.

She was completely taken aback, staring blankly out the window, her beautiful eyes wide open, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Until the other person looked at her with that familiar, gentle smile.

"Sister Xitong, I'm back."

Only when she heard the voice did Mu Xitong dare to confirm that everything in front of her was not an illusion, but real, and that she was not hallucinating because she missed him too much. He really appeared in front of her.

Realizing this, Mu Xitong was momentarily at a loss. Looking at the handsome young man who was so close yet separated by a window, she made her most instinctive move.

He leaned against the window, then leaned forward and pulled Wei Tu over from the window, then hugged Wei Tu's shoulders tightly.

It encircled his back.

Then she pulled him into her arms tightly, and Wei Tu instantly felt the sensation of his chest touching this hot woman.

This elasticity is so familiar.

The perfect figure that so many people dream of, with curves in all the right places and a body that seems to be made of water—all these wonderful qualities are present in this woman.

However, Wei Tu didn't have many thoughts at this moment, even though he did sense it.

But compared to these, the joy of a long-awaited reunion is obviously more touching.

He gently patted Mu Xitong's back, and Mu Xitong remained silent in his arms.

He remained silent for a long time, unsure whether he was sensing the boy's presence or worried that if he let go, the boy would disappear from his sight.

Mu Xitong held on tightly, unwilling to let go.

Wei Tu chuckled and patted her back, whispering softly behind her fragrant head.

"Don't be afraid, I'm really back. Did you suffer any injustice, Sister Xitong?"

Wei Tu's teasing calmed Mu Xitong down a little. She loosened her grip slightly and looked at the boy's face.

There was no difference; it was still so familiar. I didn't see any signs of pain, nor did I notice any strange changes in the boy.

After thoroughly investigating from top to bottom, Mu Xitong finally felt a little relieved.

"It's good that you're alright... It's good that you're back."

Wei Tu knew that, in many ways, this woman treated him like a younger brother. Although this feeling wasn't exactly familial, she did indeed prefer to take care of him.