Shi Baoyi slanted against the soft couch, beckoned, and called the disciple to come over.

"I heard that this seat and Mr. He are dual monks?"

The disciple looked down at his toes without looking sideways, and never glanced up.The suzerain doesn't dress well, so Mr. He has a good temper. If he were jealous, the suzerain would not be able to get out of bed.

"Yes, Mr. He and the Sovereign are a pair of monks, very loving, but it's a pity that you, Sovereign, lose your memory every day when you wake up."

While listening, Shi Baoyi made up a lot of things in his head, and then his eyes watered with emotion: "Mr. He treats me like this, I should repay him. Where is he now?"

The disciple seemed to have seen through Shi Boyi's tricks, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Practice swords in Jianping."

The Hehuan Sect didn't have Jianping originally, but when He Yanzi came, there was one.He is the lover of the suzerain and the benefactor of the Hehuan sect, and the whole sect relies on him—after all, Shibuyi is too poor, relying on him will be the end.

Shi Boyi's face was slightly red, his eyes were shining, his gaze was shining brightly, and he was walking like a weak willow supporting the wind, and he swayed all the way to Jianping.

Sensing his breath, He Yanzi stopped his sword.

When Shi Boyi came over, she was as soft as a bone in his arms, and there seemed to be moved tears in her eyes: "Sir, I heard that you have done those things for me, and Boyi has nothing to repay, so I have to promise it with my body."

"So?" He Yanzi probably knew what he wanted to say.

Shi thin clothes wink like silk: "Let's do double cultivation!"

Onlookers:  …

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