Lingyun Peak.

Chen Mu lay on the bed of ice jade.

Rest in Jiang Fuxian's snow skirt pillowed.

Chen Mu saw the Thousand Paper Crane hanging above the ice jade bed, which was the one he woven. The white Thousand Paper Crane was wrapped in tears.

In the huge room, there was only the white paper crane for decoration, which was a bit deserted. Chen Mu thought that if his fiancé liked paper cranes, he would fold many colorful paper cranes for her, and I guess he would have more warmth in the room.

When he conceived.

Jiang Fuxian came back with the dessert.

She blew gently, and the originally hot pastry became cold in an instant.

Chen Mu was still lying down, grinning and said, "Senior Sister, you are so nice!"

Jiang Fuxian put the plate beside the bed, then overlapped his legs and sat directly on the floor. He placed his left elbow on Bingyu's bed, dragged his snow-white chin with his slender fingers, and picked up the desserts in the plate to feed Chen Mu.

When Chen Mu had the dessert, his eyes widened and his expression was dull. The dessert he made this time was even more delicious than the pastry he had eaten last time. It contained chopped fruit and a cream-like juice. After eating, he was full of sweet taste.

When Jiang Fuxian saw Chen Mu's expression, he smiled at the corner of his mouth. The desserts on the plate became less and less, and Chen Mu quickly finished it.

"Senior sister, you have such a good craftsmanship. What should I do if I want to eat it?" Chen Mu had a serious face. He really wanted to eat the dessert made by Jiang Fuxian again.

"It depends on the senior sister's mood." Jiang Fuxian's two slender arms, like jade lotus, were placed on the Bingyu bed at the same time. She held the fragrant cheeks with both hands and blinked, and there were stars flashing inside.

Chen Mu was distracted from seeing it. He looked at Jiang Fuxian's eyes. His eyes were just blue, which made him unable to move away.

Jiang Fuxian also stared at Chen Mu. His eyes were like a clear lake, his little face was still tender, but his stupid look was very cute.

The two looked at each other.

It was a long time since the room was very quiet. They just stared at each other and said nothing. Chen Mu's neck was tilted for too long and felt a little uncomfortable. It was difficult for him to twist it straight.

Seeing this, Jiang Fuxian blinked his left eye. His expression could fascinate all living beings. Chen Mu felt warm all over, as if he was electrocuted.

"Senior sister, my neck is stiff. Can you help me twist it back?" Chen Mu looked painful.

Jiang Fuxian stood up with a smile, she stood at the head of the bed, then leaned down, held Chen Mu's little face, and helped him put his head straight.

The slender fingers were very moist and cold. Chen Mu suddenly became energetic. Jiang Fuxian looked at him, "Little brother, when are you going to lie down?"

"Senior sister, can I lie down for two more days?" Chen Mu's face was full of naive expression.

Jiang Fuxian chuckled and said, "You are lying here, where are the senior sisters resting?"

Chen Mu patted the spacious Bingyu bed and smiled sweetly: "Senior Sister, I will divide the bed half of you."

"your?"

"Senior sister, please divide the bed halfway."

Jiang Fuxian waved his hand gently and Chen Mu fell asleep inside. Before he could react, he saw the beautiful fairy lying beside him.

“It’s quite warm.”

Jiang Fuxian whispered after lying down.

"Senior sister, I will warm your bed in the future." Chen Mu blinked his eyes and looked serious.

"Quiet!"

Jiang Fuxian said lightly.

The Qi field of the Sword Saint made Chen Mu shut up. He felt the energy released by Jiang Fuxian and then responded.

They used breathing techniques at the same time, but Chen Mu did not feel eroded by the cold air. All the energy rushed into his body was pure spiritual power.

The originally exhausted spiritual power in Chen Mu's body quickly became full, and the effect was countless times stronger than when practicing with Zhao Feiyan.

The next day, at noon.

Chen Mu has returned to his peak again.

When Jiang Fuxian stopped using the breathing method, Chen Mu opened his eyes. This was the first time he practiced with his fiancée. This feeling was indescribable and was completely different from Zhao Feiyan. There was no sense of incongruity and there was no need to suffer. The breathing of the two could be perfectly integrated.

Jiang Fuxian stood up, "Junior brother, there is a Fei Yan game today. Do you want to watch it?"

"OK."

Chen Mu nodded with a smile.

I thought the final of the Sword King game would definitely be exciting.

After Jiang Fuxian got up, she suddenly looked back at Chen Mu, and there was only one glance, and she withdrew her gaze.

Chen Mu felt a chill on his back. For some reason, Jiang Fuxian suddenly gave him a fierce look, a little scary, and he didn't dare to ask.

Chen Mu changed into a brand new white robe, and he followed Jiang Fuxian to the near the ring.

There are two floating islands here, one is the ring used for the finals, and the other is the place where strong sects watch the battle, with a higher position.

When Jiang Fuxian and Chen Mu appeared, the younger generations around saluted them. Qin Nishang saw his junior brother and came closer.

Qin Nishang saluted Jiang Fuxian, and then went to Chen Mu's side, "Junior brother, senior sister, you haven't congratulated you yet. You have performed very well."

"Thank you, senior sister." Chen Mu smiled. He tried his best this time. The most regrettable thing was that he did not fulfill his wish this year, but he was also very satisfied with being able to eat the desserts made by Jiang Fuxian.

The competition was about to begin, Jiang Fuxian sat on the throne at a high place, and Qin Nishang took Chen Mu to the floating island.

Su Min and Hong Feng did not come today. They were all elders of the Elders' House. When they saw Qin Nishang bringing Chen Mu, some of the elders frowned slightly. Chen Mu was of great seniority, but with such strength, they could not come here to watch the battle.

The elder in black clothes stood up first. He looked at Chen Mu and said in a deep voice: "Elder Qin, this is not in line with the rules."

The elder who stood up was Chongyuan, the deputy head of the Supervision Pavilion, Jin Yuanshan also echoed: "Yes, we all admit the seniority of the junior brother, but it is not appropriate for him to appear here now."

"Let him sit."

Jiang Fuxian said indifferently.

Before Qin Nishang could argue with them, Jiang Fuxian settled this matter in one sentence.

Chongyuan and Jin Yuanshan abide by the old system, not against Chen Mu. After Jiang Fuxian spoke, they dared not have any objections.

Qin Nishang could feel that Jiang Fuxian was very good to Chen Mu. After the two of them sat down, Qin Nishang whispered: "My junior brother, there are a few top-grade spiritual medicines in my senior sister, and I can continue to use the Phoenix Blood Pool. You can come to Luoxia Peak today."

Chen Mu could feel Jiang Fuxian's gaze and declined, "Senior sister, I have recovered, so I won't go to Luoxia Peak. Thank you for your kindness."

Qin Nishang frowned slightly and said lightly: "Don't you listen to your senior sister?"

"I'll go."

Chen Mu was forced to agree.

Jiang Fuxian had a smile on her lips, but she didn't care. Lingyun Sect's resources were limited, so it was a good thing that Qin Nishang was willing to take out resources.

Lu Qingshan continued to host the finals of the Sword King Field, and the old man from Tianji Pavilion was also there. This game was a battle for the third and fourth place on the Tianlist.

Zhao Feiyan bowed and smiled at Jiang Fuxian on the high place. Seeing the healed Chen Mu, she raised her eyebrows with an arrogant expression.

Qin Nishang looked at Xiao Yun. She was very confident in her disciples. If Xiao Yun could defeat Zhao Feiyan today, her reputation in Lingyun Sect would definitely increase significantly.

Xiao Yun and Zhao Feiyan stood with swords. When the game started, two powerful Qi fields swept across the floating islands, and the entire arena was trembling. On one side was the wind and snow were everywhere, and on the other side were the flames rolling.

When they were in a fight, the sword light raged, and the younger generations dared not approach the ring.

Chen Mu's eyes were shining with golden light. He looked at Zhao Feiyan and Xiao Yun. The spiritual power contained in their bodies was similar, and it depends on who had stronger sword skills and who had richer combat experience.

The competition was very fierce, but a powerful sword intent suddenly burst out from the direction of the sword pool, alarming the entire Lingyun Sect, and many strong men went to the sword pool.

Jiang Fuxian was the first to leave the Ice and Snow Throne, and then all the powerful sects such as Jin Yuanshan left the seat. Even referee Lu Qingshan left the final arena, and Chen Mu followed Qin Nishang to the vicinity of the sword pool.

Only Xiao Yun and Zhao Feiyan finally reacted. They were fighting fiercely. When they came to their senses, all the audience around them ran away.

They didn't care about the result of the game, and the two rushed to Jianchi at the same time!
Chapter completed!