Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

in a moment.

in a moment!

Jiang Weizhou's heart was in turmoil. He turned his wrist and revealed a piece of yellow paper between his slender fingers, with everything written on it clearly.

It's a birth date.

It’s… the birth date of his youngest disciple.

Jiang Weizhou knew what to do, but...

[Jiang Weizhou’s Favorability: 40]

Liu Er cheered and said, "It's gone up!"

Xu Bai was delivering food to the pale-faced disciples. He carried the food box with some effort and went to the disciples who had not yet practiced fasting one by one, saying softly, "Brother, please eat something."

He had already run several times, his hair was a little loose, he was dragging his feet while carrying the lunch box, and there was an indescribable fragility in his whole body.

The halo of frailty on Xu Bai's head played its role diligently. The younger ones didn't dare to look him in the eye. They took the dry food and swallowed it whole by stretching their necks.

Ye He has the best cultivation among this group. He is also hailed by a group of people as the "second Qu Yao". His eyes involuntarily followed Xu Bai, and he made a "tsk" sound when Xu Bai handed him the food box.

"I don't look like I've been fasting?"

It really doesn't look like it.

Xu Bai blinked, and the expression on his face was extremely easy to guess, clearly saying "how is this possible".

"A Yuan."

Qu Yao frowned slightly, "Come here."

Ye He watched Xu Bai carrying the lunch box over. Qu Yao was tall and was a genius among their generation. At this moment, this genius who was admired by everyone took out a handkerchief to wipe Xu Bai's sweat, and Xu Bai also looked up and nodded obediently... The scene was indescribably weird.

"Hmph." The senior brother beside him snorted and laughed, saying sarcastically, "Heroes are often tempted by beautiful women. Look at our genius. He is not talking to his junior brother, but to his wife!"

Ye He suddenly got the idea.

It's not uncommon for men to form Taoist couples in the sect, but people always make fun of them when they mention this. In the past, Ye He was sour-mouthed and sullen, and he spoke without mercy, but now... now he pursed his lips and didn't say a word as if he was dumb.

"Brother." Xu Bai raised his head and asked Qu Yao a naive question, "How long will we have to defend this barrier?"

Qu Yao didn’t know, and he couldn’t answer Xu Bai.

The situation was not optimistic, so Qu Yao smiled and said, "Maybe soon."

Finally, Qu Yao touched Xu Bai's head comfortingly, as if he was still that short child, "Don't worry, Senior Brother can protect you."

Xu Bai felt vaguely uneasy. He felt powerless and couldn't help but wonder: What was Jiang Weizhou doing at such a dangerous moment? Maybe he was more anxious than the disciples... What would it be like if the master was anxious?

My thoughts drifted away again.

The monster attacked again in a short while. Qu Yao had no time to spare and quickly turned around to resist.

Jiang Weizhou saw everything.

He soared into the air, his long hair fluttering, his face cold, and emotions surging in his eyes.

"what!"

One disciple was scratched on the back of his hand, and thick black fog spread rapidly. The man standing beside him gritted his teeth and swung his sword. With a scream, half of his arm fell to the ground and quickly turned into ashes with a sizzling sound.

To save his life, he had to give up this arm.

Jiang Weizhou frowned, and waved his robe sleeves with great power. This force was unstoppable and forced all the demons to retreat, causing them to let out sharp roars of unwillingness!

There is no one who does not worship power, especially such huge and awe-inspiring power.

Xu Bai turned his head, his eyes lit up instantly, fixed on the white figure standing tall, and murmured, "Master."

"We're saved!" The disciples whispered, and finally a look of joy appeared on their anxious faces, "Uncle Jiang! It's Uncle Jiang! We don't have to be afraid anymore!"

Jiang Weizhou looked at his disciples who were already exhausted.

"Within ten days, the monster will definitely not be able to break through the barrier. You will take turns guarding it, and the rest of the disciples can go and rest."

Everyone was overjoyed, but Qu Yao had a sullen look on his face. He watched Xu Bai walk towards Jiang Weizhou.

He was obviously hesitant and walked slowly.

"Senior Brother Qu!"

He wanted to look again, but the disciple beside him called out, "You've been working the hardest these days, we want you to go and rest first—"

……

"Master."

Xu Bai smelled the faint bamboo fragrance on Jiang Weizhou and wanted to look up, but he first felt his cheeks burning hot. After the illusion, his feelings for Jiang Weizhou became deeper.

Xu Bai grabbed his clothes and said hesitantly, "Did you get hurt in the sect competition?"

Jiang Weizhou looked at his flushed cheeks and red earlobes and said coldly, "You didn't win the sect competition."

His fingers suddenly tightened until they turned white.

Xu Bai raised his head and said, "I stabbed him!" He raised his voice, as if he realized that he shouldn't talk like that, and bit his lips tightly, "Master, I won both of those games."

Jiang Weizhou was silent.

His gaze froze Xu Bai. Xu Bai bit her lips. The redness on her face had not yet completely faded, but her heart was completely chilled in the suffocating silence.

"...A cultivator's words are as good as gold."

Xu Bai dug his nails into the flesh and whispered, "This is what my master taught me."

"You can't win at all."

Jiang Weizhou was too calm. He asked the questions slowly and watched Xu Bai explain himself.

But in fact, he already had the answer.

Xu Bai was extremely scared.

His heart was beating rapidly, fearing that Jiang Weizhou's next sentence would be to ask him to go down the mountain.

"You simply..." Xu Bai's voice trembled. He didn't want to cry in front of Jiang Weizhou, but the cold tears couldn't be controlled and fell down his cheeks. "From the beginning, it was all for the sake of getting me down the mountain."

His voice was not loud, and he didn't want anyone to laugh at him in vain. However, the more he suppressed his voice, the more obvious the trembling in it became. "Why...if you have no feelings for me, why don't you dare to face all this? If I come down the mountain like this, will your...your love tribulation be resolved?"

Xu Bai's knees started to hurt again.

He couldn't stop crying, thinking of himself kneeling in the snow, shouting to Jiang Weizhou "I love you" with all his might, and Jiang Weizhou leaving without even looking back.

If only he could stay in the illusion forever, Jiang Weizhou there would be like solid ice that was about to melt, but now Jiang Weizhou, standing in front of him, not moving or speaking, was more like a stone that could not be warmed up no matter how hard he tried.

The tighter I hugged her, the harder I tried, the colder I felt, becoming unbearable.

Xu Bai's words hurt Jiang Weizhou.

He didn't know why he hesitated. Every time he wanted to break up with Xu Bai, the ruthless voice of Dao would appear in his heart.

Tell him - you will regret it and can't do this.

Jiang Weizhou looked at Xu Bai's eyes that couldn't stop shedding tears and turned around.

"I do not like this."

Xu Bai whispered, his voice hoarse, "Master, can you still treat me the same way as when we were little, okay?"

Xu Bai seemed to be talking to himself, standing still.

"Why didn't you come to see me when I was sick?"

"We were able to sleep on the same couch before, and I even received birthday gifts. You brought me the candy cakes, and you even told me to treat you as a family member and Changsheng Sect as my home."

Xu Bai remembered everything. Every word Jiang Weizhou said was pondered over and over by him, becoming his reason to persevere.

He stopped saying "you" and abandoned the honorific. He accused Jiang Weizhou aggrievedly, "Every day you were in seclusion, I thought about you, I——"

"shut up!"

Jiang Weizhou set up a very small formation so that what Xu Bai said would not be heard by others.

"..."

Jiang Weizhou didn't want to hear any more of this. He believed that all emotions were fleeting, so naturally he was unwilling to admit that he was really attracted to anyone.