Comfort

Xu Yuan looked up and saw those clear, deep eyes gazing at him quietly.

With a smile, Xu Yuan looked at Ran Qingmo and asked:

"Why did you come here?"

Ran Qingmo placed the Ink Sword on the table, glanced at the door, and honestly confessed:

"Yes, Xin Yao came to see me just now."

Xu Yuan was somewhat helpless:

"They came to you to complain?"

Ran Qingmo shook her head:

She said you might be feeling down and asked me to comfort you.

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Xu Yuan was slightly taken aback, then sighed inwardly.

She's clearly in so much pain herself, yet she still has the mind to think about others. This sister is such an idiot.

Xu Yuan collected his thoughts, grabbed her hand, stood up, and smiled:

"Yes, I'm feeling bad, so how do you want to comfort me?"

Ran Qingmo thought about it carefully and asked:

Why do you feel bad?

Xu Yuan sighed and didn't hide anything from Ran Qingmo:

"Because of one of my orders, not counting the soldiers, about two thousand people died."

Ran Qingmo was tongue-tied, and only said:

"More than two thousand people. That's actually not a lot."

When traveling, if a village is attacked by Demon Beast or bandits steal grain, dozens of households in a village are often slaughtered.

Xu Yuan's voice was very relaxed:

"Yes, from the perspective of the entire world, two thousand people is indeed not a large number."

As he spoke,

Xu Yuan pulled Ran Qingmo to sit down on the soft couch beside him and said softly:

"To be honest, I really want to be like those chivalrous heroes, who would just draw their swords and chop down anything that annoys them. Like the things we encountered on the road before, killing demons and thieves, and giving some money to the poor. Just focus on killing the things that annoy you right now, and ignore everything else. How wonderful it would be to live a carefree life in the martial world."

"Then why not do it?" she asked softly, her hand clenching slightly.

Xu Yuan sighed, looking out at the clear blue sky through the open room, his tone somewhat uncertain:

"It should be because of responsibility?"

"..." Ran Qingmo was puzzled.

Xu Yuan smiled helplessly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Those things are still vivid in my mind, and I really admire what that old man in the Imperial Capital wanted to do."

As he spoke,

Xu Yuan glanced at Ran Qingmo, his voice very soft:

"After everything is over, would you like to come with me to see the world?"

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Ran Qingmo nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with seriousness.

"Okay, sure."

Xu Yuan smiled slightly and leaned closer to whisper in his ear:

"Relax."

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At the moment when Ran Qingmo was off guard, Xu Yuan used the method he learned from the Saint's Remnant Soul to connect with Ran Qingmo's Will Soul and transmitted his voice:

"You're going back to the Sword Sect. Go to the Wuhua Mountain Range in Huaian Province and wander around there a few times. If you find a cave, go in and bring the things inside to your master. Just say you found it by chance."

"It's alright if we can't find it. I'll take over. My father shouldn't be in such a hurry to destroy the Sword Sect anymore. We can look for it together when you come back."

After explaining the matter,

Xu Yuan leaned back, then looked at the still aloof and serious expression on Big Ice Block and said with a smile:

"So, how are you going to comfort me? I don't feel like you've comforted me at all."

Ran Qingmo pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and then, as if remembering something, suddenly stood up.

Xu Yuan was startled by her action.

Ran Qingmo silently pulled Xu Yuan aside.

Xu Yuan was puzzled, but then his eyes narrowed slightly.

because,

The Big Ice Block was heading in the direction of the bed.

Ran Qingmo walked to the bedside, took off her cloth shoes, and climbed into bed.

Xu Yuan looked at her kneeling on the bed, immediately activated his internal Cultivation Method, and closed the open door from a distance before getting into bed as well.

In silence,

Xu Yuan reached out to grab Big Ice Block's slender shoulders and help her take off her clothes.

Then,

"Smack!"

His hand was grabbed by her mid-air.

Ran Qingmo's eyes were somewhat cold and wary:

"Xu Yuan, I memorized a technique for seduction at the Qionghua Sect."

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While Xu Yuan was still in a daze, he suddenly felt dizzy.

When he came to his senses, he was already resting his head on the girl's kneeling, jade-like legs.

Their eyes met in the silent air, and Xu Yuan felt a sense of relief.

That makes sense, how could such a Big Ice Block be so proactive?

Just as I was thinking,

Xu Yuan gradually saw Ran Qingmo slowly lower her head.

The air was perfectly still, and her loose strands of hair tickled his face.

If that Colonel Wang dared to knock on the door at this moment, Xu Yuan felt he might want to kill him.

But it's clear that Xu Xinyao isn't that fast.

So Xu Yuan began to wonder if she should close her eyes at this moment, because she could feel the Big Ice Block trembling.

But in the end,

The stunningly beautiful woman stopped moving after getting close, staring at him expectantly from a distance.

"Xu Yuan, are you feeling better?"

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After a brief silence, Xu Yuan tentatively asked:

What are you doing?

"My teacher's wife said that this can improve one's mood."

"Ah?"

Isn't that so?

Ran Qingmo was somewhat disappointed and murmured softly, "But when I was little, I saw that whenever Master's wife did this, Master's mood would improve."

"Did you not watch the whole thing? Did you only read the beginning each time before being thrown out?"

Ran Qingmo was puzzled:

"What didn't you see completely?"

Xu Yuan looked at her serious expression and coughed lightly:

"It's okay if you didn't watch it all, I can teach you."

Ran Qingmo frowned, subconsciously glancing at the Ink Sword on the table. After a slight hesitation, she asked:

"How do we do it?"

Xu Yuan beckoned her closer.

Ran Qingmo remained wary and didn't move, maintaining a distance of about twenty centimeters, and whispered:

"What you up to?"

Xu Yuan's eyes were serious, and his voice was solemn:

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you. You just didn't read it all."

Ran Qingmo lowered her head a little further, Xu Yuan could already feel the warmth of Ru Lan breath.

A light touch of red lips.

The next moment,

"Buzz--"

The Ink Sword pierced through the bed again.

Xu Yuan's lips began to tremble as he looked at the Ink Sword radiating cold energy and the Big Ice Block.

No, wasn't that sword just over there on the table?

How can this thing teleport?

As Xu Yuan sat up and backed off the bed, he calmly and quickly considered his options. However, Ran Qingmo made no further move. She simply wiped her red lips with the back of her hand, held the Ink Sword in her hand, and stared at him on the bed with her deep eyes.

After a few breaths,

Ran Qingmo silently got up, put on his shoes, and silently carried his Ink Sword out of the room.

She seems angry.

Xu Yuan instinctively wanted to pull the other person back and coax them, but in the end he just slapped himself in the face and lay back down on the bed.

Even at close range, Ran Qingmo's speed makes it easy for her to dodge him.

Therefore, she did it voluntarily.

Xu Yuan lay on the bed, looking at the bed curtains, and sighed.

As for that Ink Sword...

Tianyan.

It's a bit late.