Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

The next day.

early morning.

I woke up late and was just about to stretch comfortably when a voice called out to me.

"Master, you're awake."

Not long after, he stopped his slightly moving hands and feet, and turned his head to look to the side following the sound.

I was immediately struck by her beautiful face first thing in the morning.

Chi Buwan's pupils dilated slightly.

How come Xiao Wuli has become even more beautiful again?

Another breakthrough?

The spiritual energy probed forward, neither too late nor too late—mid-stage Golden Core.

Nothing has changed.

How come it looks prettier than yesterday?

"Don't you think Xiao Wuli looks prettier than yesterday?" he asked the system.

337 observed carefully for a while before nodding and saying, "[It's probably because of last night's exercise that I feel refreshed and energetic.]"

It wasn't long before I understood what it meant.

Silently watching Xiao Wuli put the soft couch back into his storage ring, he slowly came to his senses.

He slept in bed last night? Wasn't he sleeping against the wall?

"Master, I've packed everything and am ready to depart."

Xiao Wuli looked at him with her bright, clear phoenix eyes, a stark contrast to the deep, dark eyes she had seen last night.

Those who don't know the situation might think there are two different people.

.........

Whether it's too late or not, I'll think about it as I walk.

So, how exactly did he end up in bed?

[Was it Xiao Wuli who carried you?] 337 felt a little guilty thinking about her actions last night, but she was also a master of playing dumb: [Weren't you sleeping in bed the first time you woke up last night? When you watched the video then, wasn't it Xiao Wuli who carried you there?]

Chi Buwan nodded, having guessed this as well.

He slept very soundly and didn't sleepwalk, but no one expected him to sleep so soundly. Xiao Wuli held him around like a doll, but he didn't feel a thing.

337 had become accustomed to this by then.

Straight men are just not alert when they sleep, and many of my predecessors have been burned by this.

I wonder if this host will experience something like this.

337 turned to look at Xiao Wuli, who was secretly looking up at the host's back. Then, he lowered his head in excitement and suppressed excitement, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but turn up slightly.

The little dumpling nodded.

Those who appear innocent often turn out to be the most ruthless later on.

The little dumpling cleared its throat and looked at its innocent host, who was completely unaware of the situation, and suddenly felt a pang of conscience.

A few minutes later, still feeling guilty, it spoke up subtly, reminding us: "Host, check if the wound on your hand has healed."

Want to know why it's fixed? If you do, then quickly ask it to show you last night's video!

He has given Xiao Wuli the opportunity to reveal his thoughts; whether the host can seize it is up to him!

Chi Buwan glanced down and saw that the skin that had broken last night had healed completely without leaving a scar.

He wasn't surprised at all: "Okay."

337 waited a while, but didn't get any questions, so she spoke again to remind him: "Aren't you curious about how it got better?"

"[It healed on its own?]" Chi Buwan said, somewhat puzzled. "[It's too embarrassing for someone with my late-stage Dao Integration cultivation level to not heal in one night.]"

Little dumpling:.......

【Oh. 】

I can't ask any more questions, or I'll hear that slang from a typical straight man like, "Scars are a man's badge of honor."

.

After observing the surroundings for a while, I noticed that the area was unusually quiet.

He stopped and turned to look at Xiao Wuli, who was following closely behind him two meters away. His lips parted slightly, as if he was about to warn him to be careful, when suddenly a large hole opened up beneath his feet, and he fell through with a 'whoosh'.

Is it too late?:........

"Master!!!"

A panicked voice came from behind, but it disappeared after a short while.

Beep beep beep beep beep damn!!!

Chi Buwan frantically tried to gather spiritual energy, only to find that the spiritual power within her body was bound, causing her to droop and fall.

[Aaaaaah, host, cast the spell now!! Otherwise, you'll freefall and be smashed into a pulp!]

Not too late: "Don't I want to!"

He instinctively reached out to grab the surrounding rock walls, trying to stop his fall, but the walls were made of stone and crumbled easily with a slight twist, failing to slow him down and instead leaving his hands covered in cuts.

"Hiss!" Chi Buwan hissed in pain.

It's over! It's over!

They're dead!

Good heavens! Couldn't the plot have come up a little too suddenly?

What if we let him catch his breath?!

Chi Buwan wanted to point to the sky and curse, his mind racing. He quickly noticed some grooves on the rock wall. If he could jump up and then use the momentum to jump diagonally to the groove on the other side of the rock wall, he could slow down and then spin to land perfectly!

But...

In his original world, he was just an ordinary college student who spent all his time attending classes and didn't know any martial arts!

Forget it, I might as well die.

Just as Chi Buwan placed his hands on his chest, preparing to close his eyes and pass away peacefully, an arm suddenly climbed around his waist, tightly embracing him and forcibly pulling him into an embrace. The faint, refreshing scent of soap filled his nostrils.

"Master, do not be afraid."

Chi Buwan was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Xiao Wuli had already started to act according to the actions he had just imagined.

He pressed his right hand against the slippery rock wall, the gravel scraping against his skin with a hissing sound. At the same time, he pushed off with his left foot against the other side of the protruding rock, using the recoil to slow down abruptly. His left arm, which was wrapped tightly around his waist, held on tightly, completely protecting him in his embrace.

The wind howled in her ears, and Chi Buwan saw the sharp stones at the bottom of the cave. Her pupils trembled slightly, and she quickly wrapped her arms around Xiao Wuli's waist, turning around to cushion herself under him.

Dude, you can't die!!

But the instant they landed, Xiao Wuli wrapped one arm around his waist and the other around the back of his head. With a sudden twist of his waist, he reversed their positions, bent his knees to dissipate the force, and rolled on the ground with him in his arms.

Is it too late?

Dude, having a strong back isn't for this!

The world spun around five or six times before stopping, and soon enough, the keen senses of the nose detected the smell of blood.

He pressed down on Xiao Wuli, hurriedly trying to get up, but found that the back of his head and waist were still tightly held, and he couldn't move at all.

"Xiao Wuli!"

The hand on the back of her head loosened slightly, and Chi Buwan quickly leaned forward, her arm unconsciously bracing against Xiao Wuli's chest. Her expression was tense, and her voice trembled slightly, without her even realizing it: "How are you?"

Xiao Wuli's wildly heaving chest gradually calmed down, his disordered breathing softened, and a feeling of lingering fear filled his chest. His Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, and it took him a while to realize that his master was talking to him.

A warm touch came from his fingertips, and the fingers that were holding the waist of the person in his arms froze instantly.

"Xiao Wuli?"

Xiao Wuli snapped out of his daze, focusing his gaze on the tense peach blossom eyes so close to his. His breathing unconsciously softened, and then, with lingering reluctance, he slowly loosened his grip on the person in his arms, replying in a hoarse voice, "Disciple is fine, Master need not worry."

She quickly got off him, afraid that staying even a second longer would crush him. Ignoring his words, she eagerly placed her hands on his shoulders and arms, groping along the soft silk fabric.

What about the injury?

Why can I only smell blood, but not see any wounds?!

Please don't let it be an internal injury!

He has no magic now, and there is no way to heal his internal injuries.

Before she could find the wound, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She looked up and met a pair of dark eyes that she couldn't understand.