Zheng Siyan has a strange and confident smile. He has been in the realm of seeking the ninth level of Taoism for more than several years.

With his rising reputation, most people know that this talented young master of the Ghost Sect is only one step away from breaking through the mirror and becoming a Yuan.

As for Yin Baishuang, she is only sixteen years old this year and has reached the eighth level of seeking Tao. The gap between the two cannot be deliberately made up in a short time.

This seemingly fair bet is actually extremely unfair!

Balian narrowed his eyes, and the restlessness in his clear eyes flickered up and down. He smiled softly, and then said: "If this is really the case, I am very much looking forward to the day when the bet is completed."

If Yin Baishuang really made such a bet with him, he believed that she would be confident that she could beat Zheng Siyan.

Even though everyone in the world didn't believe her and thought she would lose and marry him obediently, Balian still believed in her without reservation.

Such a plain but confident smile hit Zheng Siyan hard. He finally said nothing more and watched Su Guanhai escape on fire.

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Su Guanhai said that the food cooked by his wife does not taste good when it is cold.

But in fact, no matter whether it is hot or cold, the food cooked by Li Bansheng cannot be eaten by a living person without changing his expression.

Of course, only Su Guanhai could eat it all with a look on his face.

Bailian, on the other hand, was covered in scars and was placed in the secluded garden to take medicine to recuperate, but he also escaped.

"Your father is very annoying." Su Jing moved the small bench where she usually sat and sat on the edge of the bed, watching Wen Hanwei give Bailian the medicine.

Although she also wanted to help, Wen Hanwei strongly resisted and refused.

Although both of them are not good at taking care of others, Wen Hanwei just doesn't know the common knowledge about how to use medicine. She just applies the medicine to the herbs ground by the Medicine Fairy, and she is quite gentle in her approach.

But Su Jing was different. Not only did she not know how to use medicine, she also acted without any sense of measure.

She has not been good at raising those small animals since she was a child, and she basically dies after raising one.

Of course, Wen Hanwei didn't trust her to come to give people medicine, so she waved her hand impatiently and sent her to the small bench to stay there.

The white fingertips were stained with green slightly moist herb green shavings. Wen Hanwei looked helplessly at Bailian who had taken off his shirt and his eyes had long lost their sparkle. She sighed slightly and said: "I have also heard about the Sword Sect leader.

, I don’t deny that he is a great person based on the orthodoxy of immortality, but as a father, he is not a good father.”

Balian's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his head with a gloomy expression: "But I... am not a good son either."

"Wrong!" Wen Hanwei gently applied the ground herbs to the wounds on his body, her amber eyes were very serious:

"It's just that you didn't meet his expectations, but that doesn't mean you didn't work hard enough. This is not your fault, but the sword master is too persistent."

Balian didn't speak. As soon as he lowered his head, his chin was gently pinched by Wen Hanwei's two cool, jade-like fingers. The slight force between the fingers forced him to raise his head.

She stretched out a slender index finger, holding warm minced herbs on her fingertips, and gently lifted his chin with two fingers.

The smooth pad of her thumb rubbed the bloody opening at the corner of Balian's mouth, and she said softly: "Ah, open your mouth and apply the medicine."

Balian's eyes hesitated, but he still opened his mouth obediently.

The fingers carrying the cool minced herbal medicine were inserted into his mouth without hesitation, and he gently and carefully applied it on his injured tongue.

The fingertips are very soft. Wen Hanwei has been holding a sword all year round, so she does not have the habit of keeping beautiful nails like ordinary women.

Her nails are always neatly trimmed and rounded, so it is very convenient to apply the medicine.

It's just that the herbal medicine has a certain irritation, and when it touches the wound, the tongue will sting and itch slightly.

Balian frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable with the feeling in his mouth. He subconsciously tightened his mouth and gently held the slender, green-white index finger in his mouth.

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Wen Hanwei's amber eyes were slightly opened, but there was no annoyance. The expression on her usually cold and beautiful face did not change much. She stopped what she was doing and looked at Balian and blinked slightly.

When Su Jing's eyes fell on her held finger, he snorted coldly, his little black face looking extremely unhappy.

Bai Lian's eyes were slightly embarrassed, and then he let go.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Hanwei asked.

Balian held the bitter herbal powder in his mouth and answered vaguely: "It's not bad."

"Open your mouth and let me see the injury." Wen Hanwei retracted her finger and dipped it in the herbs again.

Balian let out a sound and opened his mouth wide.

Wen Hanwei stared at it carefully for a moment, frowned slightly and said: "Are you stupid? That is the magic gun Lei Wu, but the magic gun Lei Wu has squeezed into the top fifty in the world's magic weapon rankings! You are still stupid.

What are you doing with a bite? Don't you want your tongue?"

Balian felt a little depressed: "What's the use of my tongue? He won't believe me if I speak or don't speak."

Wen Hanwei's frown deepened, and her eyes softened slightly when she looked at Balian.

She still held his chin firmly: "Okay, don't be angry, don't be angry." Her look was a bit frivolous and teasing, but neither of them noticed it at all.

Maybe the rare depressed and decadent side of Balian was revealed to her, and the brilliance of motherhood, which is common among women, began to overflow in her heart. Her body leaned down slightly, and she opened her mouth lightly, as if caressing and comforting...

He blew lightly into the wound in his mouth.

This time, Balian was completely stunned.

Exhale lightly and exhale like a orchid.

This action was really passed.

Balian's face immediately turned red, and he avoided her fingers in a panic, hiding back.

Wen Hanwei rarely interacts with people, and the only friend she has taught over the past few hundred years is Bai Lian.

Therefore, she has always been extremely slow when it comes to the great defense between men and women in this world.

But seeing Balian's appearance, no matter how slow she was, she realized that this was too intimate, and a hint of pink quickly appeared on her fair cheeks.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There was still a trace of minced herbs on the slender green-white finger. She casually wiped it on the wounds on Balian's body, and then left the room as if running away.

Su Jing's face became even more unhappy, and she climbed onto the bed with her eyebrows furrowed.

She suddenly grabbed Bai Lian's shoulders and looked at him with dark and deep eyes. Her eyes and movements were completely different from Wen Hanwei's just now, with a slightly strong hint of aggression.

"I'll blow it for you too, open your mouth."

Balian pushed her hands, looking strange.

The tone of Su Jing's words "open your mouth" was just like the "open your legs" he often said when he first came down the mountain and saw those rough and savage strong men teasing good women in the world.

Who knows why Balian associates these two sentences together.

He and Su Jing pushed each other for a moment, and then he suddenly called her name: "Su Jing."

His tone was low and deep, and he had a complex emotion that was indescribable.

Su Jing stopped, her dark eyes slightly fixed, clearly reflecting Bailian's face.

Balian looked at her eyes that were darker than ordinary people, and slowly said: "In the past two years, I have been able to become friends with you and live and play together. I am very happy."

If it had been another normal day, and Su Jing had heard Balian say that he was very happy, she would have been happy too.

But for some reason, when she heard Balian's suddenly quiet and serious words at this moment, she felt faintly uneasy and panicked in her heart.

Really not knowing how to respond, Su Jing could only nervously grab Bailian's sleeve as usual.

But he dodged it.

Balian looked at Su Jing with a complex expression and continued: "Su Jing, I am Bailian, the young master of White Camel Mountain. I seem to have a distinguished status and unparalleled dignity, but in fact I am not like this.

I'm just wearing shiny and beautiful clothes on the outside, but on the inside I've already sunk into the dust."

Su Jing looked at his empty palm and was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said: "That's not the case..."

You are the best in the world.

There is no need for you to have a distinguished and distinguished status, or to be the young master of White Camel Mountain. You are you, just you.

Since you're just Balian, that's fine.

Balian seemed not to have heard, and said to himself: "But only when you are as low as the dust can you deeply feel the warmth of providing help in the snow.

Su Jing, you are that kind of warmth. Uncle Su asked me to stay in the Tianxi Sword Sect, saying that he wanted me to teach you how to read and write well and cultivate your character.

It seems like I am helping you, but in fact, your company has made me feel what companionship is and what life is in the past two years. I like Taixuanzong very much, and I also like you very much..."

Having said this, Su Jing's blank eyes shone slightly, and his palms trembled imperceptibly.

She pursed her lips, looked at Balian, and said in a serious manner that gave the impression that she was swearing: "You like it here, you can always stay here, I... I will always be here,

If Baituo Mountain is not good, you should not go back again."

For the first time, Su Jing felt that her heart could beat so fast.

But why did it jump so fast suddenly?

Is she sick?

If you jump so fast, will you die?

When she was slightly worried, she felt that in her heart... there was a flower named joy blooming quietly.
To be continued...