Chunxi was still entangled, the destination of this line had already arrived, Wu Yong stopped his steps and said:

"Here we are. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes. In fact, he didn't say that a few people also saw it, Chun Xi stopped his steps, stood a little behind Wu Yong, and began to observe the courtyard in front of him.

And then stopped, Mo Huayu and the three of them also raised their eyes, what appeared in front of several people was just an ordinary farmhouse courtyard enclosed by a fence wall, and in a trance, it seemed that they could still smell the smell of fireworks, with a strong sense of mortal dust. If you look closely, if you say that this small courtyard is different from the ordinary farmhouse courtyard, it is the camellia that occupies half of the whole yard, white, pink, purple and red, in a thousand postures, beautiful, and this should not be the season of brilliant flowers, but also confirms that this is a fairyland, not mortal.

Knock Knock Knock ......

Stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and after waiting for a long time without response, Wu Yong directly shouted loudly to the courtyard with his throat in his voice:

"Nephew, nephew, are you here?"

The moment this act came out, Wu Yong's upright immortal image immediately fell to the bottom, although it can be understood from the few words he said to Chu Qianyang before that this elder is not a serious person, but no one thought that it would be so direct, and generally would choose to continue to knock it a second time, so he shouted directly, it was too rough.

Chunxi stood aside and tried to maintain the expression on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally his entire lips collapsed into a straight line, pulling tightly, and he was worried that he couldn't help but show it.

And Mo Huayu on the side and his performance are similar, they are all tense and hold back, but Chu Qianyang and Qiushui are not good, the two of them directly have a frightened expression of their jaws, and they look at each other, and they both want to laugh.

And after he shouted to the courtyard like this, immediately someone ran out of the house and opened the door, dressed in a white shirt with a purple shirt and a purple shirt, and his hair neatly tied on the top of his head, and he looked in a proper manner, trotted over and opened the door, and said respectfully:

"Elder Wu ...... "He was still a teenager when he opened the door, and he was about the same age as Chu Qianyang Mo Huayu and them.

"Qinghui, is Si Ming here?" Stepping in from the open door, Wu Yong walked in with a steady pace, and asked him warmly.

"Senior brother is resting, and it hasn't been long since he lay down, and his breath has just calmed down. When everyone came in, Qinghui gently closed the door and quickly ran in front of Wu Yong to lead the way, although Elder Wu already knew the way.

This young man named Qinghui is a boy who is specifically responsible for taking care of Si Ming, and he is a registered disciple under the name of Langfeng Xianjun, but although he is a registered disciple of Langfeng Xianjun, all the teaching is in charge of Si Ming.

"He's still not good?" frowned, his eyes fell on Qinghui, and Wu Yong asked in a worried tone.

"Hmm. Ying Sheng, his heart is also worried, and even the worry in his heart is stronger than Wu Yong's heart, Qinghui is the person who serves Si Ming after all, **** get along, and he understands more than people outside, Si Ming's injury this time, the elder may not know it very well, and although he doesn't know it clearly, but it is already almost inseparable.

"Lian Jiang, did he come to see it?" The Lian Jiang in Wu Yong's mouth is Qiushui's master, the Medicine Venerable, the name is there, and the ability is naturally not small, but the order is still not good, Wu Yong can only think of this for a while.

"Elder Lian Jiang came to see it again a few days ago, and in the end he only said that he wanted to rest and sleep. Walking in front and leading a few people into the lobby, after a few people were seated, Qinghui concentrated on answering Wu Yong's words.

"Sleep?" was very surprised by this answer in Qinghui's mouth, Wu Yong asked with some doubts, there should be no problem with his ears, could it be that he was wrong, you must know that monks rarely sleep, generally, meditating for an hour is better than sleeping overnight, and you can cultivate, and you can adjust your state, therefore, people who have stepped into the path of cultivation almost do not have the habit of sleeping.

"Yes, Elder Lian Jiang also instructed that he must let Senior Brother sleep like a mortal person. Nodding affirmatively, Qinghui looked at Wu Yong with a serious expression, he would never make the slightest mistake with Si Ming's body.

"Since Lian Jiang said so, let's do it, what he said must have his reasons, you are good to take care of Si Ming. Seeing him nod his head and get an affirmative answer, Wu Yong pondered for a long time, although he didn't understand the meaning of Lian Jiang's entrustment, but with his understanding of him, he knew that he would not give orders casually, so he still said to Qinghui like this, just thinking that it would be better to go to Danfeng and ask him later.

"I know that I will definitely take good care of my senior brother. Nodding his head, he clenched his fist with one hand, not only to promise him, but also to himself, Qinghui saw that Elder Wu Yong didn't mean to ask anything more, so he turned around and exited the lobby, and went down to prepare tea and snacks, you must know that every time Elder Wu Yong comes, he will stay for a long, long time, I hope that this time Senior Brother can sleep longer and be more stable.

As soon as Qinghui withdrew, the lobby quieted down, looking at Qinghui's exiting figure, Wu Yong only looked at Chunxi and the four of them, and asked:

"What's the urgency of you?"

"No, Chun-hee came here mainly to deliver letters. Now that the letter has been sent, although there is one more thing to report on the evil cultivator, there is nothing else, so after Wu Yong finished speaking, Chunxi immediately responded, and after him, Mo Huayu also responded:

"Nope. "If you go back to Sitong Peak now, you will have to come back later when you report the evil cultivation, it will be a little troublesome, and besides, if you go back to Sitong Peak, you just want to let the senior brother and them see if there is any problem for Yangyang, and then the elders will most likely check it, so it is better.

"Is it all right, then let's make some tea here, and wait for Si Ming to wake up. With a smile on his face, he stood up, but Wu Yong walked towards the courtyard.

"It is Chunxi's honor to be able to drink the elder's tea, and the disciple has also heard that Tianji tea is a must of Yantian Sect. "He has an excellent grasp of himself, Chunxi's emotional intelligence is obviously very high, and after Wu Yong calmed down, he also followed the natural response, and he couldn't have said it better.

"You're going to be disappointed, I can't make Tianji tea. Looking at Chunxi, Wu Yong smiled and replied, Tianji tea is good, but it can only be brewed by Mofeng's Tianji Dao people, and others can't brew it, not so much that it is a must of Yantian Sect, but a must of Tianji.

"Then what else is mysterious?" Obviously not knowing this characteristic, Chunxi looked at Wu Yong and said suspiciously.

"Naturally. Nodding, Wu Yong opened his mouth and prepared to solve his doubts. (To be continued.) )