???
!!!
Pei Wanyu’s phoenix eyes widened instantly, her mouth twitching uncontrollably.
No, what do you an by this?
Couldn’t you just deliver it directly into my precious disciple’s mouth?
Had to kiss?
Had to kiss?
You know him well enough to kiss him?!
And right in front of , the main palace...
Xiao Yinruo didn’t dare to be so presumptuous before she was discovered!
Pei Wanyu’s chest rose and fell as she subconsciously took a step forward, but seeing her good disciple’s wounds healing at a visibly rapid pace, she held back for the mont.
Pei Wanyu’s pair of phoenix eyes quietly stared at Huang Ningshang’s profile, with her hair tied up, wondering what this woman ant by it.
Zhiyu stood by, eyes wide, watching this scene. When did Master give Ms. Qingyue’s mother face?
So, so amazing...
Zhiyu swallowed, then lowered her head and began counting on her fingers.
One, two, three... nine!
So many...
But Aunt Xiao must not be exposed... so can this Aunt Huang be exposed?
Zhiyu frowned, deep in thought, while in midair, Lu Jin’an gradually regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.
When the blur in front of him cleared, he was t with long, narrow phoenix eyes as dark as ink.
His Adam’s apple bobbed a few tis, and his mouth slightly opened: "Master... huh?"
No, this sensation of red lips was not Master!
It was...
Feeling the red lips leaving his own, and seeing the complete appearance of the woman in front of him, Lu Jin’an fell silent.
Huang Ningshang?!
Now, whenever Lu Jin’an thought of Huang Ningshang, he would think of the Sword Spirit, and then of Senior Sister...
In the silence, Huang Ningshang bent down to whisper in his ear, "The taste of a kiss is indeed nice~"
With that said, she stood up and looked at his body with a smile.
When the wounds stopped bleeding and the scabs disappeared with the help of Phoenix Blood, the entire appearance of the body was fully revealed in Huang Ningshang’s view.
Huang Ningshang gazed boldly, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly.
Back then, that little Sword Spirit of Lu’s was directly fused by her, skipping all the necessary processes, and whether it was because she had given birth or was truly mature now, she occasionally had the urge for such things.
Though she had seen it before, this child was indeed... hmm, not bad.
Just as certain images flashed through her mind, the next second, Huang Ningshang felt a great force on her wrist—Pei Wanyu had yanked her directly to the floor.
"Is this sothing you can look at?"
Pei Wanyu scolded as she helped Lu Jin’an into a clean set of clothes, "You married woman, don’t ogle my man!"
Married woman?
Huang Ningshang chuckled lightly, and when Pei Wanyu wasn’t paying attention, she gave Lu Jin’an a aningful look.
Lu Jin’an pretended not to notice, shifting his gaze as Master helped him to the ground.
Although the surface injuries had all healed, both his internal Dao Palace and internal organs were in the painful throes of a lengthy recovery process, and he could still clearly feel the weakness of his body... barely able to stand.
The drop of Phoenix Blood flowing inside him only stabilized his nearly shattered physique; the rest of the recovery would be up to him.
Noticing the weakness of her good disciple, Pei Wanyu couldn’t help but chide, "Why would you compete in physique and close combat with Zhu Tianqi?
With the power of your Dao Domain, you could have worn him down to death, yet you chose this most dangerous thod—is it worth it?"
"Worth it," Lu Jin’an managed a weak smile.
"Worth what?"
"It’s cool!"
Lu Jin’an said matter-of-factly, "Pinning down the battle style the Dragon Clan excels at, isn’t that cool?"
Pei Wanyu was speechless for a mont.
Though his reasoning held, did he know how worried she was when she saw him return drenched in blood?!
Pei Wanyu wanted to pinch him but, considering his current state, held back, glaring at him instead.
Huang Ningshang, arms crossed, watched the master-disciple pair and, with a smile, asked Lu Jin’an, "Want to recover quickly?"
At her words, Pei Wanyu glanced at Huang Ningshang, and Lu Jin’an looked at her without saying anything.
What if this woman suddenly suggested "Dual Cultivation"?
The Master was right there.
Not sure where Lu Yunzhu was watching from, either.
Huang Ningshang clicked her tongue, then pushed Zhiyu in front of her: "The ancestral Candle Dragon Bloodline, though its realm is still a bit low, will greatly aid your recovery."
Hearing this, Pei Wanyu’s eyes lit up, knowing Zhiyu had a smart side, she saw no problem with her good disciple consuming Zhiyu.
Besides, Master eating disciple, that’s a ti-honored tradition in Taichu Hall.
Lu Jin’an also looked at Zhiyu, who blushed, nervously clutching her skirt and saying nothing.
Lu Jin’an smiled, saying nothing as he took a step forward, with Master’s help, walking outside.
Zhiyu was stunned, disbelief on her little face.
Master clearly said he’d give her a gift when it was over, so why wasn’t he saying anything now?
Zhiyu looked up at Huang Ningshang, who pinched her cheek, "Ask him yourself."
Zhiyu bit her lip, following carefully behind Lu Jin’an as they walked out.
Outside the house, after greeting Zheng Dongliu and the others, Lu Jin’an returned to Taichu Hall.
The sun was shining just right at Fuyao Inn.
Seeing that her husband was unhurt, Zhu Nanzhi busied herself preparing dicinal als to help him recover faster.
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