That’s almost it!”

Yi Xiaoru glared at her: "Master——sister——!"

Zhu Chuyun smiled and said: "Little Junior Sister, I'm afraid that you will follow in the footsteps of Senior Sister and me. If you really don't get married, you won't be able to get married if you wait one night longer!"

"I won't marry!" Yi Xiaoru snorted.

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The two were chatting happily, with Yi Xiaoru blushing and Zhu Chuyun smiling, teasing her relentlessly. There was a pleasant atmosphere floating in the cabin.

The night was hazy, with a bright moon shining brightly in the sky. The boat drifted down the river at a very fast speed, but the boats rarely moved in the night to avoid collisions with each other.

If the boat speed is too fast, the hazy moonlight cannot see far, and by the time it is seen, it will be too late to avoid it.

Li Muchan watched them disappear and shook his head. Fortunately, he had the jade pendant. He could teleport to them at any time if he wanted to find them. His instantaneous ability in this world was getting stronger and stronger.

In the early morning of the next day, he woke up early and began to study the magic of sword-making. Then he used the meridians of his left hand as an experiment, first used the inner force of the lotus heart palm to burst the crack, and then repaired it with the magic of sword-making.

His inner strength is a combination of yin and yang, with both hardness and softness. He can transform it at will into the inner strength needed to meet the requirements of the magic of sword-making. The inner strength is mainly yin and soft, and is slowly nourished and strengthened.

For the whole morning, he had been immersed in it, and he became more and more joyful. This sword-making magic was indeed magical. In just one morning, he felt that the meridians in his left hand had expanded slightly, and the efficiency was extremely fast.

Li Muchan had been immersed in this, and before he knew it, it was night again. He suddenly frowned and felt something was wrong.

"Sir, it's time to eat!" Xiuxiu came over to urge.

This was already the third time. She had prepared dinner, but Li Muchan was so immersed in it that it was difficult to protect himself. He waved his hand to wait, and postponed it until the moon was high.

Li Muchan raised his head and glanced at the moonlight, frowned and said: "Xiuxiu, you eat first, I'll be back soon!"

"Young Master!" Xiuxiu said angrily.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "I really have something to do, let's go!"

After he said that, he disappeared in a flash, stamping his feet Xiuxiu. I don't know which beauty he was looking for again, but this young master is also a real one!

"What's going on?!" Following the position of the jade pendant, Li Muchan instantly appeared in a small courtyard and saw Yi Xiaoru lying on the couch.

Yi Xiaoru's face was as pale as paper, with no blood at all, and her breathing was rapid and weak, as if she might die at any time. Li Muchan's heart tightened when he saw this.

He turned his head and glared at Zhu Chuyun. Zhu Chuyun was holding a jade pendant in his hand, which had turned into powder, and was looking at Li Muchan in surprise.

Li Muchan said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Zhu, what's wrong with her?!"

He stepped in front of the couch, picked up her wrist, checked for her pulse, and his face suddenly darkened.

Zhu Chuyun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "We met someone from the Divine Sword Sect... Junior Sister, she got slapped in the face for saving me!"

"Where is Mr. Hua?" Li Muchan asked coldly, staring at Yi Xiaoru's face with pity.
Chapter completed!