She was only briefly clear for a moment.

soon.

He fell into sleep again.

Lin Mubai was stunned for a long time.

His fingertips trembled twice, and he covered Yingqian with a quilt gently. He was about to leave, but when he turned around, he saw Shen Yan.

He stood at the door.

In his hand, he held a bowl of rice porridge that had lost its temperature.

Don't know either.

How long has it been since Shen Yan arrived?

I heard something again.

Lin Mubai felt inexplicably guilty.

He heard that Ying Qian was injured and came to visit her, and happened to find her awake.

But Shen Yan, who had been staying here, missed this scene.

"Master has taken a rest."

Lin Mubai coughed lowly, put his hands behind his back, and said expressionlessly:

"Next time Master wakes up, I will explain."

He is still young.

There was a bit of awe in his face when he set a straight face.

It has a certain temperament of its own.

However, Shen Yan didn't even look at Lin Mubai.

He passed by him, put the rice porridge on the table, and then said:

"I won't send it."

Lin Mubai opened his mouth.

In the end, not much was explained.

How could he steal all the sacrifices made in the banquet? He just wanted to talk to Yingqian next time.

Two young boys passed each other.

But neither of them looked at each other.

Each one's face is colder than the other.

The aura emanating from his body was also frighteningly tight.

Lantu happened to come to visit Yingqian and bumped into Lin Mubai who was leaving the door. He wanted to say a word of concern, but was stopped by his cold expression.

And wait until Lin Mubai leaves.

When he walked into the bamboo house, he saw Shen Yan with the same stern face.

"A fight?"

Lantu walked to the bedside, raised his hand to cover Yingqian's wrist, and smiled with Shen Yan:

"We are all from the same sect, so don't quarrel, otherwise it will be bad like your master and third senior brother did."

Shen Yan looked at Ying Qian's pale face.

There was silence for a long time.

Then he suddenly asked:

"Doesn't the relationship between Master and the person in charge of the war pavilion always have a bad relationship?"

"not good?"

Lantu didn't notice Shen Yan's weird title. He just thought about it for a while, smiled, shook his head and said:

"It can't be said that it's not good, but your master's temperament is far different from that of the third senior brother. Plus, there is senior sister Yunying..."

His voice paused.

He glanced at Yingqian secretly, then lowered his voice and continued:

"Senior Sister Yunying and Yingqian really didn't deal with each other since they were young. As for Third Senior Brother, most of the time, it was because of Senior Sister Yunying that he started fighting with Yingqian."

Lantu recalled the past and couldn't help but smacked his lips.

Shen Yan frowned, and when he spoke again, his voice had become much darker.
Chapter completed!