Azure Frost White Dragon Sword
All along the way, neither of them spoke. Under the soft moonlight that shone down from above, Su Ya raised her head and looked at Bai Yao beside her.
At this time, he didn't show any displeasure, but subtly, through his expressionless profile, it seemed that a hint of anger towards her for not listening to his advice could be detected.
She didn't understand Bai Yao, nor did she know how he looked at her. But the only thing she understood was that Bai Yao actually didn't dislike her. On the contrary, under his indifferent expression, there was some unknown gentleness, just like now, when she leaned close to him, she felt a strange warmth.
"Sorry."
Bai Yao's footsteps paused for a moment, but he didn't stop.
"What's wrong?" he said coldly.
"I shouldn't have disobeyed you and shouldn't have caused you unnecessary trouble, just now, I was wrong." She apologized sincerely.
Jiulang, Bai Yaocai lightly said with a calm tone, "Knowing is enough."
Su Ya was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help but burst out laughing. This was the first time she had heard Bai Yao respond to her directly.
"Bai Yao."
He didn't answer.
"Bai Yao, you don't even open your eyes, how can you walk a good road?"
Bai Yao's eyebrows furrowed at the news, and just as they had returned to the house, he roughly threw Suo Yao from his arms onto the ground. Immediately after, a pained cry echoed through the room.
"What are you doing, Bai Yao!" Su Ya gritted her teeth and glared at Bai Yao with an incredulous expression.
"This is a lesson for you." He said it as if it was only natural, making Su Yao grit her teeth in anger. She wanted to take back what she had said earlier, this guy was completely taking revenge on her. If he ever opened his eyes, he would definitely have a face that begged to be beaten.
"Get up." He said in a commanding tone.
Su Ya pouted and stroked the chair beside her, slowly standing up.
"This is for you."
Bai Yao finished speaking and stretched out his hand. A lake-blue long sword suddenly appeared, lying flat on his palm.
Su Ya looked at him with a skeptical gaze, as if to say "you're too good", trying to see if he was being deceitful. But Bai Yao's expression didn't waver in the slightest, his face cold and unyielding as he waited for her response.
She half-believed and half-doubted, carefully reaching out to take the sword. As soon as her skin touched the sword, she felt a bone-piercing chill. Looking down, she saw that the sword was exquisitely crafted, with a slender and elegant blade. The lake-blue scabbard was inlaid with seven pale blue gemstones.
She slowly drew out her sword, making a sharp and piercing sound that was almost invisible to the naked eye. The blade was straight and slender, with a bright blue color that seemed semi-transparent, exquisite and dazzling.
"Bihuan White Dragon Sword." Bai Yao calmly recited the name of this sword.
"Send it to me?" Could he have gone back just for this?
He nodded slightly, indicating she wasn't wrong.
"But I don't know how to use a sword, and this sword doesn't look like an ordinary one." Xiu Yao said regretfully, although the sword was excessively beautiful.
"This is a divine sword of the gods, only our dragon clan can use it, but don't worry, I will definitely let you use it well."
Su Ya immediately retreated a few steps, holding her sword and looking at Bai Yao's seemingly smiling yet eerie expression. She seemed to have sensed something bad, and this guy probably wanted to take advantage of the situation to retaliate against her.
"Alright, rest now, we'll start our training tomorrow morning."
After finishing speaking, Bai Yao turned around and lay down on his side on the wooden bed that Su Ya had tidied up earlier.
"Then where am I supposed to sleep?" Yu Yao muttered to herself.
Bai Yao raised his hand and gently patted the empty space beside him, saying softly, "Sleep with me."
What?! Before Su Ya could even panic, she was pushed forward by an invisible force from behind and fell onto Bai Yao's side. She hadn't even had time to get up when her arm was tightly grabbed by a hand. In the blink of an eye, the world spun around her and she was tightly hugged in his arms, unable to move.
"Don't move." It was an unusually soft voice, Su Ya was stunned, her body stiffened and tightly hugged the Bihuan White Dragon Sword in her arms, as if grasping a lifesaving straw, holding it tightly.
Bai Yao lifted his slender fingers, gently brushing away the disheveled strands of hair in front of Su Ya's forehead, then opened his arms to hold her, lowering his head to whisper in her ear: "Sleep."
That was a soothing sound like a lullaby, his body temperature was extremely warm, and the cold sword in her arms was instantly driven away by that warmth, warming her up as well. She almost didn't want to leave. Time seemed to flow again, wrapped in the fresh scent unique to him, she slowly fell asleep too, with a hint of an unconscious smile at the corner of her mouth.
This is perhaps a sense of security.

