Although the night is long, the sun always comes. The river water slowly rises, wetting the feet of the two people on the beach.

Qinglong wrapped his hand around Xiaoying's waist and was sleeping soundly with his hands casually. The petite little shadow on his broad chest was curled up on Qinglong's body and fell asleep quietly, but there were vaguely traces of tears on the corners of his eyes.

Neither of the two woke up first. They closed their eyes tacitly and pretended that they were still asleep. How could a martial arts practitioner still be slept at such a time?

Finally, Xiaoying couldn't help but open her eyes. Looking at Qinglong who was still "sleeping" in front of her, she felt confused. Xiaoying touched the poisonous dragon sword that fell not far away from her and looked straight at Qinglong's throat. Her eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Oh~" In the end, Xiaoying chose to put down the poisonous dragon sword, threw it aside and said to Qinglong: "I know you are awake, don't pretend to be asleep."

When Qinglong heard this, he stopped pretending to be asleep. Instead, he opened his eyes and looked at Xiaoying and said, "Why did you lose the sword? If you chose to kill me just now, you know I will not fight back."

Xiaoying bit her lip with a tangled expression on her face.

"This damn bastard, I knew I should have killed him with one sword just now, but why can't I take action? Why!" Xiaoying felt that his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly for the first time, but this situation was simply incredible for Xiaoying who was killing people.

As a swordsman, if you are confused, your sword will become messy. If you forcefully draw a sword, it will only backfire.

"Xiaoying, I'm sorry, it's my fault to make it look like this now. No matter if you want to kill or cut, I'll let you deal with it after I have completed the few things I have to complete?" Qinglong stared at Xiaoying's eyes and said seriously.

Looking at Xiaoying with all kinds of scars on her body, Qinglong felt guilty. Qinglong couldn't help but stretch out his right hand and hugged Xiaoying in his arms and said, "Ying'er, I'm sorry, I will treat you well."

Xiaoying felt like she was struck by lightning when she heard Qinglong's words. Over the years, no one had ever said such words to her. Even her biological father had just regarded herself as a money-losing item, while her always weak mother could only watch all this and was powerless.

"I, um~" Xiaoying buried her head in Qinglong's arms and hugged Qinglong's arm tightly. I don't know when this fierce and domineering guy has firmly occupied his heart. Perhaps it was the first time he heard him from his master, or perhaps it was after that strange lingering, Xiaoying could never forget this arrogant figure again.

"By the way, Ying'er, how are your injuries? Let me see." Qinglong put his hand on Xiaoying's back and checked the situation, but Xiaoying was not injured at all. What's even more strange is that Qinglong clearly remembered that his internal organs were damaged, and later forced to take action, causing the injury to be even more injured. Now it was intact. Qinglong almost thought that it was just a dream, but the mess around confirmed that the fierce fight last night was not false.

"It's really strange?" Just when Qinglong was puzzled, Qinglong now had an unusual force in his body. This force was surging and wild, but it was very docile in his body. Isn't this unique cold and cold breath just because Xiaoying had it?

"Is it possible?" Qinglong thought of a bad news, "In the devil's way, there has always been a saying of collecting yin and replenishing yang. Could it be that he unconsciously replenishing Xiaoying and sucking her internal energy over? If this is the case, it would be bad!"

Thinking of this, Qinglong quickly pushed Xiaoying in his arms and asked with concern: "Ying'er, how are you feeling now? Do you think something is wrong? What about internal strength? Has it faded a lot?"

"I feel? Huh? How did my internal strength become like this?" Xiaoying exclaimed in surprise. His internal strength had an unexpected transformation. Although his internal strength was thick and powerful, the cold aura would always make people uncomfortable. Although this cold feeling was not harmful to him, it could increase some power when facing the enemy. But because of this, his internal strength was too cold, so it was particularly difficult to achieve the state of yin and yang. Unexpectedly, this time he was confused and broke through to such a new realm. Not only that, Xiaoying also showed keenly, and there was an endless vitality in his body that was constantly improving his body and evolving towards a higher level.

"I'm fine, and my internal strength has not subsided. Instead, my martial arts have improved a lot." Xiaoying said to Qinglong with a confused look on his face.

"It's fine. I thought I accidentally used the magical replenishment method last night to suck your internal energy. If this is true, I will really not be able to redeem it for a hundred deaths." Qinglong heard Xiaoying say this, his heart fell to the ground. Just imagine that he not only had Xiaoying's body, but if he sucked the internal energy that he had worked hard to cultivate, wouldn't that be too a bastard?

"Mmph, something is moving, it hurts so much!" Xiaoying twisted her body, reached out to grab it under her, and couldn't help but scream in pain.

When Xiaoying saw Qinglong's red face, she immediately understood what the bad guy was in her hands. She secretly cursed the bad guy in her heart, not ashamed!

As a result, Xiaoying, who had been destroyed last night, was once again pressed under Qinglong and swayed gently. This time, Xiaoying, who was awake, only felt that she was like the river water, rippling wave after wave, completely melting into Qinglong's body and mind.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!