"Silently...... I don't dare next time, you can tell me quickly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wen Qian said.

But in his heart, he made up his mind to protect her no matter what.

Wen Mo's eyes twitched, not believing it at all, "Are you sure?" ”

"I'm sure and sure!" Wen Qian nodded decisively.

Wen Mo smiled, "Okay, then you swear, you swear and I will believe you." ”

She grew up with him, would she not know what he was thinking? Want to perfunctory her? Hum!

Wen Qian was immediately stunned.

Of course he couldn't swear.

If you swear, if there is something really going on, you can't help yourself if you want to. That's not going to work!

Wen Mo looked at it, I knew it, that little look, not to mention how proud.

Wen Qian touched her head, "Yes, yes, yes, I know I can't promise you, you're right." ”

His hand touched Wen Mo's head, and Mu Tian kept staring, almost rushing up and slapping his hand.

Mu Tian stared at Wen Mo, and wondered in his heart: Why did you let him touch your head.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful his eyes are, he can't hurt Wen Qian in the slightest.

Mu Tian looked at Wen Mo and looked at Wen Qian dependently, thinking about the possibility of his appearance in front of everyone.

Immediately, he vetoed his idea.

His body was almost transparent, and it was transparent in front of everyone. And it will waste spiritual power in vain, which is not suitable.

Mu Tian's eyes were too hot, and Wen Qian's hand suddenly felt hot.

He frowned and withdrew his hand.

How could it suddenly get hot?

"Brother, no matter what happens next time, you can't hide it from me!" Wimmer said forcefully.

Wen Qian's attention was suddenly pulled back.

"Brother~ Promise me quickly, you must not hide it from me next time, otherwise I will never forgive you!"

"Got it. I just don't know how to tell you this time, and I don't know how to say it even more if I drag it to the back. Wen Qian nodded, and agreed.

Wen Mo knew that in case of danger, her brother would still protect her first. But she only wished she could face it with him and not be left behind.

"I'm a little tired, let's go get some rest."

Wen Qian said, and walked outside.

"Brother, no need, you can rest here with me, and I'll go and have another room by myself." Win Mo hurriedly pulled him back.

Wen Qian's eyes were a little swollen, the blue under his eyes was heavy and black, and the stubble on his face was chaotic, and he knew that he hadn't shaved for several days at a glance.

Seeing Wen Mo say this, he didn't refuse, chuckling and nodding, "Well, I'll sleep for a while." ”

As soon as Wen Mo went out, the smile on Wen Qian's face disappeared and turned into a cold color.

He rubbed his head wearily, and his upper and lower eyelids kept fighting, as if they were about to stick together.

He dragged his feet, which were as heavy as a thousand pounds, walked to the window, and lay down slowly.

There was a faint smell of medicinal herbs on the quilt, which was a familiar smell to him, very similar to the smell in the pharmacy, which made him shake his mind for a while, as if he had returned to his childhood.

He grew up in a pharmacy since he was a child, and for as long as he can remember, he has been shuttling among medicinal herbs.

Grandpa always hugged him and silently, pointing to the medicinal herbs and chanting names, sometimes taking them to pick medicines, while collecting, while telling small stories in the medicinal herbs, which is very interesting.

The smell of various herbs is mixed together, and it is a little bitter, but if you smell it carefully, you can smell a sweet taste.

"Grandpa......" Wen Qian muttered, a string of tears in the corner of his eye.

Grandpa always said that a manly man can't cry casually. But grandpa, I can't help it.

How can you go quietly? How can you not wait for me? How can you leave me and silence?

Didn't you say that you want to watch me carry forward the Wen family? Why leave alone?

Outside the door, Wen Mo leaned against the door, closed his eyes for two seconds, and then opened them again, his eyes silent again.

It wasn't until late afternoon that Wen Qian woke up in a daze.

The chicks followed the big bird and slowly headed home.

The jujube sunset stretched across the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded the entire town, as if draped in a pink veil.

Wen Qian stared blankly at the top of the bed, still not coming back to his senses.

"Brother, are you awake?"

There was a babbling and the door was gently pushed open.

It was Winmer who came in.

She carried a tray with a sea bowl on it, a bowl of noodles sprinkled with a few chopped green onions, steaming hot.

"Silent ......" Wen Qian tilted his head slightly, and his pupils slowly focused, so that he could see Wen Mo clearly.

He whispered, "Silently, you're here?" What about Grandpa? ”

Wen Mo frowned, "Brother? You haven't woken up yet? ”

Wen Qian jumped up from the bed with a layer of cold sweat on his back.

"Silently, you're back?"

He awkwardly put on his shoes and took the face from Warmer's hand.

"Well, you can eat it."

Wen Qian nodded, took a big gulp, and said exaggeratedly: "It's delicious!" It's delicious! ”

The amount he picked up with a chopstick was as thick as a chicken leg, and it was more like gnawing than eating noodles.

Gobbling it up, the soup splashed everywhere, as if it hadn't eaten in hundreds of years.

"Eat slowly!"

Wimmer was taken aback, how did he eat so fast?

In less than three minutes, a bowl the size of a skull was empty.

Winmer handed him the handkerchief, his eyes sweeping the tears from the corners of his eyes without a trace.

"Let's wipe it." She deliberately said with disgust, "How many years have you not eaten?" ”

Wen Qian took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "I haven't eaten for half a year, and I've been eating Bigu Dan all the time." ”

"Why do you keep eating Bigu Dan?"

"Bigudan has fewer impurities than food, and it's convenient." Wen Qian explained.

The most important thing is that he is an alchemist, and it is very convenient to refine Bigu Dan, and he can eat as much as he wants.

Wen Qian shook his hand, and a water balloon appeared in the air.

The handkerchief was thrown in by him, and in a few breaths, the stain on the handkerchief was gone.

He dried the handkerchief again before handing it to Winmer.

"Momo, what are you going to do next?"

"Go to Cloud City to participate in the competition."

"And after that?"

"Go to the national capital to participate in the competition."

Wen Qian's head was full of black lines, "What about after the game?" ”

Wen Mo glanced at him, "Carry forward the Wen family." ”

Wen Qian said helplessly: "Revitalizing the family, that's my business." ”

If he died, it wouldn't be a good thing for Winmer to do that.

But he's alive! How can she be a woman who can take on such a thing?

"Brother, are you engaging in sexism?" Wen Mo glared at Wen Qian angrily, "Who said that women can't revitalize the family?" ”

"I'm not saying you can't, I just don't want you to take on so many ......"

Wonmer interrupted him, "You don't want me to take on so much?" Are you prepared to take it on your own? You're one too! Do you think I might be able to leave you alone? ”

The Wen family is not Wen Qian's Wen family alone, but also her home. She also wants to make her grandfather's wish come true.

"Silently ......" Wen Qian reluctantly called.

"Brother, I know you don't want me to work hard, but I don't want you to work hard either."

"Silently, listen to me......"

Wen Mo interrupted him, "Brother, you don't need to say it, no matter what, I am also a member of the Wen family!" What I'm going to do, I will never stop! ”

Wen Qian was about to speak, but Wen Mo immediately changed the subject.

"Brother, do we still have a sister? I saw a woman who looked exactly like you some time ago. ”

"What! Did you see someone who looked like me? Wen Qian's eyes widened suddenly.