The yandere senior sister pretended to be stupid to trick me, it made me feel numb!

Rejuvenation Pavilion.

Zhao Mu leaned lazily on the stone platform, supporting his face with his right hand, and tapping the stone platform in an orderly manner with the five fingers of his left hand slightly bent.

Da La Da~

Da La Da~

Five hours have passed since Yan Bingqing entered the Ziyun Divine Spring.

But she still didn't wake up.

However, the cracks on the neck had gradually disappeared an hour ago.

As for the cracks on other parts of the body, Zhao Mu had no idea.

After all, Yan Bingqing was wearing clothes at the moment, and it was not easy for him to reach out and touch her. Not to mention whether she would resist, if he disturbed her recovery, he would be committing a serious sin.

There is nothing to do but wait.

bang~

bang bang~

bang bang bang~

Suddenly, Zhao Mu heard a heartbeat, which became stronger and stronger, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

He immediately looked up at Yan Bingqing.

The Shura Demon Heart is reviving.

Although Yan Bingqing's natural seal has disappeared, her body was on the verge of collapse due to the forced improvement of her cultivation.

The Shura Demon Heart disappeared automatically.

Because of this, Yan Bingqing's dark purple pupils turned back to their original color.

At this moment, the Shura Demon Heart revived, which meant that Yan Bingqing's injuries were almost healed.

"He should be waking up soon!"

Just as Zhao Mu was muttering to himself, a dark purple light emanated from Yan Bingqing's body. In addition, the familiar purple-black mist suddenly spread until it enveloped the entire Ziyun Divine Spring.

He thought this situation would continue for some time.

I never thought that only a few seconds had passed.

The diffuse purple-black mist was quickly absorbed by Yan Bingqing.

She just stood quietly above the spring, like a fairy from the ninth heaven descending to earth.

Under Zhao Mu's gaze, her cold eyes slowly opened.

The strange dark purple pupils made Zhao Mu fascinated.

But in just a moment, the dark purple disappeared and returned to its pitch-black state.

As soon as Yan Bingqing opened her eyes, she saw that familiar face. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly and she couldn't help but smile.

She landed in front of Zhao Mu impatiently.

Her whole body was wet, but it also outlined her perfect figure.

"Zhao Mu!"

"I recovered!"

"Moreover, his cultivation has not declined and he is still in the early stage of the Spiritual Origin Realm."

"I....."

This was almost the first time since Yan Bingqing was born that he spoke so many words continuously.

However, Zhao Mu ruthlessly interrupted her fun.

"Okay, okay, I got it!"

Zhao Mu responded casually while caressing her waist-length hair, which was still dripping with water, and urged her, "Hurry up and change into dry clothes."

Yan Bingqing gave Zhao Mu a strange look.

I couldn't help but wonder, the cultivation level of Lingyuan realm is already immune to cold and heat.

Even if it's wet, you won't catch a cold...

If Zhao Mu knew what she was thinking, he would definitely complain: Senior Sister, don’t you have any awareness of your own figure?

"Oh~"

Although she felt strange, she never refused Zhao Mu's request.

only.....

"Don't be naked, change quickly!"

Seeing Yan Bingqing was slow to act, Zhao Mu couldn't help but complain.

"Oh~"

Yan Bingqing still didn't take any action, but just blinked twice at Zhao Mu.

Ok? ? ?

Silly?

and many more....

Zhao Mu suddenly realized that it was not that Yan Bingqing had not taken any action, but that he had been staring at her, and the latter could not be changed.

"I'll turn around, you change!"

After understanding, Zhao Mu turned around decisively.

But what he waited for was not the rustling sound of changing clothes, but a finger gently poking his waist.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to help you change?"

Zhao Mu smiled and joked.

"No."

"Then why did you poke me?"

"I don't have any change of clothes in my Qiankun bag."

"..."

Zhao Mu was truly defeated by this silly senior sister. He said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Do you want to wear stinky men's clothes?"

"Put on!"

Yan Bingqing nodded decisively.

It doesn't stink at all, on the contrary it smells nice and fragrant.

Zhao Mu took out a set of clean clothes from his Qiankun bag and handed it behind him.

Soon there was a rustling sound, and Zhao Mu knew that Yan Bingqing had started changing.

But soon, he realized that Yan Bingqing was poking his kidney again.

"what happened again?"

"Zhao Mu, your clothes look weird. How should I wear them?"

"Is it weird?"

Zhao Mu turned around in confusion, wanting to ask for some guidance, but as soon as he turned around, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Yan Bingqing: “…”

Zhao Mu: “…”

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly solidified.

She hadn't expected him to turn around, and he hadn't expected her to be in this state.

"that....."

Wow~

Just as Zhao Mu opened his mouth to say something, Yan Bingqing raised her right hand and gently slid it in front of his eyes.

His vision was blocked, and Zhao Mu saw darkness in front of his eyes, unable to see anything.

"Bad guy!"

“…”

Blame me. Didn’t you ask me to teach you how to dress?

...

After some guidance from Zhao Mu, Yan Bingqing finally changed her clothes.

It doesn't look as baggy as I imagined, but it fits perfectly.

Of course, originally it was not suitable.

After all, Zhao Mu is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and although Yan Bingqing is tall, she is only about 1.75 meters tall.

The reason why it fits perfectly is entirely due to the dexterity of this silly senior sister. She altered the clothes to fit perfectly in just a few seconds.

In a trance, Zhao Mu felt like he was being trapped in a sting operation.

How could someone who is so skilled at altering clothes not know how to wear clothes?

However, he was caught in a sting operation, so he just had to accept it. He didn't lose anything anyway.

Putting these chaotic thoughts behind him, Zhao Mu stared at Yan Bingqing's cold eyes.

"Senior sister!"

"Ok?"

"Your eyes?"

Zhao Mu was a little confused. According to his understanding of the novel's plot, after awakening the Shura Demon Heart, Yan Bingqing's eyes had always been dark purple.

How come it is still the same as before, as dark as ink?

Shura's demon heart is gone?

"Is that so?"

As he spoke, under Zhao Mu's gaze, Yan Bingqing's eyes quickly changed to a dark purple state. The strange feeling that came over him made his adrenaline soar, as if his soul was about to be hooked away.

But soon, the pupils returned to their inky black state.

This surprised him quite a bit.

After Yan Bingqing's explanation, he finally understood.

It turned out that his previous understanding of Shura Demon Heart was wrong.

Dark purple pupils only appear when the Shura Demon Heart is fully activated, and it is a sign of the strongest state.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that in the plot about Yan Bingqing in the novel, she is almost always fighting or on the way to fight. No wonder he misunderstood.

"Zhao Mu."

"Ok?"

"How do we leave this blood abyss?"

"I know how to get out, but..."

"But what?"

"But there's another good thing in this blood abyss. We have to take it away."

"???"

Yan Bingqing and Zhao Mu left Huichun Pavilion with a question mark.

In order to leave Xueyuan as soon as possible, he rushed back to Yuzhou City to check on the situation at home.

Zhao Mu climbed onto Yan Bingqing's back naturally.

The speed of the Lingyuan realm is much faster than him who is in the middle stage of the body tempering.

Yan Bingqing had no intention of refusing this at all.

Following Xia Ruoxi's route, everything went smoothly.

In less than half a day, the two arrived at their destination.

A small house.

However, more than half of it had collapsed tens of thousands of years ago.

The culprit behind this was the fragment of the Demon-Slaying Sword from that year.

According to his recollection of the relevant plot, Zhao Mu didn't spend much effort to get it.

"what is this?"

Looking at the irregular metal fragment in Zhao Mu's hand, Yan Bingqing was a little confused.

"Fragments of the Demon-Slaying Sword!"

Zhao Mu grinned.

As long as she has this Demon-Slaying Sword in her hand, Xia Ruoxi will never be able to use it again in the later period.

Demon-slaying sword?

Hearing these three words, Yan Bingqing was stunned.

After two seconds of silence, she reached out and poked Zhao Mu's kidney.

"what happened?"

"Zhao Mu, we...seem to be the devil!"

"..."

"Yan Bingqing, you idiot!"

After a moment of silence, Zhao Mu reached out and touched Yan Bingqing's eyebrows, saying, "Because we are demons, we must not let the Demon Slayer Sword fall into the hands of others."

Um......

It's a bit confusing, but it seems to make sense.

Zhao Mu was defeated by her appearance. For a moment, he couldn't help but wonder whether this big devil senior sister was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid to make him happy.

Just as he was shaking his head and laughing, Senior Sister Daigua poked his kidney again.

"what happened again?"

"Zhao Mu, look, there seems to be something there?"

"Hey, it's true!"

Looking in the direction of Yan Bingqing's finger, there was indeed a piece of ancient dark iron.

After tens of thousands of years of silence, almost every place here is buried under a thick layer of dust, even the fragment of the Demon-Slaying Sword is no exception.

But the surface of that dark iron piece was spotless.

It would be strange if it could be an ordinary thing.