Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

"Hehehe... Little Peach, don't be as pedantic and stubborn as your grandmaster."

"The conservative views on love from your generation are over. Look, even Old Mu himself let Ye Xishui get away because he was too honest. So, you have to be more proactive."

"Get on the train first and buy the ticket later is not impossible... cough cough, I'm not specifically referring to you and Wu Lin, I'm just saying."

Yan Shaozhe's smiling face appeared before my eyes.

Hearing this made Ma Xiaotao furious.

Isn't this just selling out apprentices?

Is this how a master should act?

But later, watching Tang Wulin grow up day by day, shedding his childishness and transforming from a boy into a teenager, she realized that he was a very special person.

He was quite popular among some female Soul Masters in the Inner Court.

She even sensed that Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan's expression when looking at Tang Wulin was off.

To be honest, Ma Xiaotao was getting a little anxious.

So he cultivated desperately, all to keep the evil fire burning and to have more contact with Tang Wulin.

Ma Xiaotao looked dejected and resentful as she gazed at Tang Wulin.

But suddenly...

Before long, she fell fast asleep.

In her dream, Ma Xiaotao felt comfortable, as a warm current circulated and nourished her body.

She unconsciously moved closer, wrapped in the ice silk quilt, and hugged Tang Wulin tightly with both arms.

Tang Wulin looked at her rosy and delicate face, which was so close to his.

His face was flushed, his breathing was heavy, and the blood and energy that had just begun to recover kept rushing to his head.

Damn this evil fire!

Tang Wulin shook his head, quickly suppressing the anger within him.

This is used to test cadres.

With Ma Xiaotao's alluring appearance, Tang Wulin, a novice, could hardly resist.

If this continues, sooner or later Ma Xiaotao will get her.

How would we get back then?

Ma Xiaotao hugged Tang Wulin tightly, and he couldn't push her away for a moment.

Just bear with it...

Tang Wulin comforted himself in this way.

He looked out the window; the weather was clear, and the stars were numerous, like twinkling eyes.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, surrounded by stars, its silvery light casting a tranquil and elegant glow outside the window.

I saw this scene.

The heat rising within me has subsided by about 70-80%.

But suddenly.

Tang Wulin's expression froze.

A pair of melancholy, serene black eyes gazed into the room.

Zhang Lexuan stood outside the window, her fair face adorned with a gentle expression, just like her mother.

That expression reminded Tang Wulin of his mother, Lang Yue, or his godmother, Ya Li.

They were all so gentle and quiet, so tolerant of themselves.

But why would my senior sister be here at this time?

Tang Wulin blinked.

And it all happened in that instant.

Zhang Lexuan's figure transformed into silver light and vanished on the spot.

He thought he was dreaming.

The next instant, Zhang Lexuan flashed into the room and climbed onto the bed.

His bright black eyes glanced at Ma Xiaotao, who was tightly hugging Tang Wulin.

Then, he stared intently at Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin suddenly felt guilty.

Wasn't the reason he left Poseidon Island all this time to avoid his senior sister?

Senior Sister, don't you feel awkward...? Why did you even come over?

Tang Wulin unconsciously shrank a head when facing Zhang Lexuan.

The other person's gentle and quiet temperament made him involuntarily think of Lang Yue and Ya Li.

Both of them were his mothers.

He simply couldn't bring himself to have any thoughts of defiling it.

But ironically, in that almost real dream, they...

"Senior Sister."

Tang Wulin called out.

"Ah."

Zhang Lexuan nodded, her expression as usual, as if she didn't find the situation particularly embarrassing.

She didn't speak, but just gazed at her silently.

Chapter 68

Looking at Zhang Lexuan's flawless, fair face so close to his, Tang Wulin's heart stopped!

Unlike Ma Xiaotao's fiery and rampant popularity.

Zhang Lexuan is like a bottomless sea; initially, it's a gentle, subtle contact, which then grows increasingly intense.

Tang Wulin wanted to resist.

But when he met Zhang Lexuan's bright black eyes, they held a gentle, tolerant, and irresistible command.

Tang Wulin, for some inexplicable reason, did not resist.

Zhang Lexuan was given full control.

Ma Xiaotao's profile was right next to them.

But Zhang Lexuan pretended not to see it and stayed by her side.

Time ticked by, the hands moving silently in the stillness.

Tang Wulin had lost all sense of time.

Until Zhang Lexuan could no longer breathe.

She propped herself up, her hand still resting on the bed beside Tang Wulin's ear.

Her long hair, as black as a waterfall, cascaded down to her waist, carrying the delicate fragrance of night-blooming jasmine.

She was slightly out of breath, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were moist.

Her eyes held a motherly tenderness and indulgence, yet they also instilled a sense of fear in Tang Wulin.

"Hello, senior sister! You should call me senior sister!"

Suddenly, Xu Sanshi's words from three years ago echoed in my mind.

The silver light outlined Zhang Lexuan's profile.

She glanced at him, and Ma Xiaotao took Tang Wulin's arm.

His brow furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.

“Wu Lin, just like in my dream,” Zhang Lexuan said softly.

The tone was gentle, yet it possessed a magical quality.

Tang Wulin subconsciously did as she said.

Zhang Lexuan is really too tall.

Tang Wulin said with difficulty, "Senior Sister, Sister Xiaotao is still here, we..."

"Right here, I want to be right here."

next moment.

The silver moon on the horizon suddenly turned blood red.

Reality, dreams, and the sea of ​​the mind—everything was distorted.

The Blood Moon Wolf King looked utterly helpless.

When did her abilities become used for this purpose?!

Zhang Lexuan and Tang Wulin fell together into the misty, blood-red aura.

"Call me Senior Sister..."

"Senior sister..."

……

The hazy crimson color gradually dissipated.

The line between reality and dreams is clear once again.

Even, muffled breathing and deep snoring came from under the bed.

Zhang Lexuan replaced her.

Zhang Lexuan lay on her side on the bed, her gentle, watery eyes looking at Tang Wulin.

He pressed his head against his shoulder without a word, running his fingers through his sweaty black hair, smoothing it gently.

Tang Wulin buried his head in the serene fragrance of the clothes, his body stiff.

His appearance had reverted to that of his youth, and he was now exposed to Zhang Lexuan.

Tang Wulin appeared dazed.

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Lexuan.

Zhang Lexuan smiled gently, just like Lang Yue, and then lightly kissed his forehead.

She noticed Tang Wulin's concerns.

Zhang Lexuan broke the silence: "No one will find out. I sent Elder Mu and Teacher Wu away, and Elder Xuan went to drink. No one in the Sea God Pavilion will find out that you are like this."

I won't tell either.

"Senior Sister, that was just a dream... right?"

Tang Wulin even wanted to deceive himself for a moment.

"Whatever you say, it is. After all, we've been dreaming about this for two years." Zhang Lexuan lowered her eyes, completely obedient.

Tang Wulin was speechless.

The image of a red-haired husky appeared in his mind.

It's all this guy's doing!

Tang Wulin straightened up, his expression complex.

But Zhang Lexuan is always so understanding.