I asked the maid, and I had to know that Chang and Wen Xiaotian were playing chess on the rocks near the waterfall.

Ziying was guided by the maid to the waterfall.

There is a pavilion above the waterfall, and the pavilion is surrounded by peach trees, and many peach petals float in the wind, or fall on the stone steps or roll into the waterfall with the water.

The maid pointed to the pavilion above the waterfall and said, "Zixu Daoist and Doctor Wen are playing chess in the pavilion, and the girl can go up the stone steps." ”

Ziying thanked the maid and walked up the stairs.

The laughter in the pavilion continued, and he could hear the Taoist sigh and admit defeat: "The mind of the disciple is clearly seen by you, and you will definitely lose!" Master's chess skills are too high! ”

"Then you calculate for me, I play against Tianmu Gongzi, who will lose and who will win?" Wen Xiaotian smiled, dipped his finger in the wine and wrote the word "Tian" on the rock.

The Taoist chief calculated according to the word "heaven" he wrote, and said with a smile: "It's so strange! The fortune of Master and Tianmu Gongzi is comparable! The apprentice can't measure who wins or loses, it seems that you and Childe will know the winner in the next game! ”

Wen Xiaotian smiled heartily and agreed with Dao Chang's statement.

Ziying climbed the last step and was accidentally caught in her hair by a peach branch. She carefully untied the strands of hair wrapped around the branches, and when she came to the pavilion, Wen Xiaotian walked out with a smile and put a cloak on her: "The temperature here is low, and the girl should not catch a cold." ”

The altitude here is high, the temperature is quite low, and the peach blossoms bloom late, just as there is a poem saying, 'The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom'.

Wen Xiaotian's enthusiastic help, Ziying is grateful.

The two of them walked into the pavilion, and the Taoist chief was enthusiastic about serving tea.

Ziying asked about the dream, and the Taoist couldn't explain it, but Wen Xiaotian, who was smiling and drinking tea on the side, gave an explanation: "The dream that Miss Ziying has is the same as the dream of Tianmu Gongzi!" For nearly two months, Tianmu Gongzi had the same dream every night, he dreamed that he gave his saber to a woman, and sure enough, his saber mysteriously disappeared! Don't worry too much, it's not a nightmare, don't worry! ”

"Tianmu Gongzi actually has the same dream as me! It seems that this Tianmu Gongzi and I have a little fate! The next time I dream of him, I wonder what he will give? "It would be nice if you gave Jubao Villa's land deed and wealth, Ziying couldn't help but snicker after listening to Wen Xiaotian's explanation.

Wen Xiaotian smiled, and took a cup of tea for some reason, but secretly looked at Ziying's relieved smile.

After looking at it for two seconds, his gaze moved away, and a figure that fell under the tree in the distance was Fan Tong.

Wen Xiao Angel gave him a look, and Fan Tong left dejectedly.

It didn't take long for Wen Xiaotian to leave under the pretext of letting the Taoist take Ziying to take a good look at the scenery of the villa.

Behind the Treasure Villa is a cliff, Wen Xiaotian appeared on the edge of the cliff, standing in the wind, playing with two pearls in his hands. At this moment, he gives people the feeling of being independent and arrogant, as well as the steadiness and domineering of strategizing. This scene is just like the picture shown by the Prophetic Stone.

In the same place, the Prophetic Stone did not show the person behind Wen Xiaotian, that is, Fan Tong.

At this moment, Fan Tong was standing behind Wen Xiaotian.

Although he didn't speak, Wen Xiaotian already knew the information that Fan Tong wanted to report.

That message is that the Mo Dynasty has appeared a vampire monster that is no longer under its control! But these vampire monsters will escape, which means that these vampire monsters are made by Muhammad!

"Muhammad couldn't control the temptation of blood after all, and he exposed his whereabouts! Very good! Grab my token and gather the scattered zombie soldiers to destroy Muhammad! "Obviously, Wen Xiaotian is Mu Shaotian, he did not personally go to the Mo Dynasty to eliminate Mu Hanmed, but handed over the Corpse King Token to Fan Tong. Fan Tong came out.

"Isn't the master going back to the castle?" Fan Tong respectfully took the token, curious as to why Mu Shaotian wanted to stay here with another identity.

"No need to ask!" Wen Xiaotian didn't like his subordinates to ask about his whereabouts.

Fan Tong knew that he was talking too much, so he took the order to leave. But he knew in his heart that Mu Shaotian must be staying here for Yao Ziying!

It was already evening, Ziying and the others had dinner, and the son of Tianmu came in a hurry.

"I don't think Tianmu Gongzi is like an ugly monster!" Just with the natural chic temperament of Tianmu Gongzi, Song Xiaoliang is ashamed of himself.

Seeing Tianmu Gongzi himself, Ling Xiao and Yao Liangyu had an inexplicable sense of hatred.

"Sure enough, it's the same as the masked boy in the dream!" Ziying was surprised, but also amused.

"I heard that Miss Ziying picked up my sword? Can I take a look? Tianmu Gongzi's gaze was gentle but bright, and he asked Ziying politely and politely.

"He wants to determine whether Ziying is his destined person first." Everyone knows the meaning of Tianmu Gongzi's words.

"Wait a minute." Ziying entered the house and took out her sword.

Tianmu Gongzi held the sword, looked at it carefully, nodded and said: "It is indeed my sword, Wen Xiaotian is right, you are my destined person!" I don't know if Miss Ziying needs help, I will do my best to do it for you? ”

Ziying didn't hesitate and replied directly: "I hope that Tianmu Gongzi will restore my strength for me!" ”

"Wen Xiaotian has already told me this request. Don't worry, I'll help you recover. Tianmu Gongzi returned the sword to her and said, "You keep this sword, it should be a gift from me to you!" If you don't like it, you can sell it at a high price at tomorrow's Treasure Appreciation Conference! ”

Ziying held the sword, embarrassed to say that she didn't like it, so she had to cover the past with a 'thank you'. She didn't want to anger Tianmu Gongzi because of this, if she couldn't recover her skills, it would be miserable.

Tianmu Gongzi gave the Taoist chief on the side a look, and the Taoist chief invited Song Xiaoliang and others to visit other places.

Ziying saw that Tianmu Gongzi wanted to talk to her alone, so she went with him to the pavilion by the pool to sit down, look at the swimming fish, and watch the sunset.

Tianmu Gongzi took out a small bamboo tube and released a fat black mosquito, and the mosquito stopped on the tip of Tianmu Gongzi's outstretched finger.

"This mosquito has already sucked the poison from your body, Wen Xiaotian shouldn't have told you, right?" Tenmu Gongzi placed the mosquito on the stone table.

Ziying realized: "You are the master who detoxified me!" ”

No wonder Wen Xiaotian said that this master is in Jubao Villa, and it turns out to be the son of Tianmu.

"The master can't talk about it, it's just a small skill of carving insects!" Tianmu Gongzi smiled modestly, it is unknown whether he smiled well or not, but his voice was very good, and it was a pleasure to chat with him.

"Thank you Childe for the rescue! Ziying can't be repaid, his son has a useful place for Ziying, and Ziying will do his best to help! When she said this, Ziying thought to herself, this rich man should not need the help of her little person.

When Tianmu Gongzi heard this, he was quite happy and said, "Since Miss Ziying is so polite, I really have a reluctant invitation!" ”

Belch... I really need help!

"Speak, please." Ziying is not a person who is afraid of trouble, she helps each other and exchanges courtesies!

"Tomorrow's treasure appraisal meeting, I hope you sit next to me, that's all." Tenmu Gongzi pleaded sincerely.

That's it? Why is it difficult!

Ziying readily agreed.

"Thank you!" Tianmu Gongzi thanked him politely.

"He's not as conceited as he dreamed!" From Tianmu Gongzi's conversation, Ziying felt that Tianmu Gongzi was not unapproachable, nor was it as unapproachable as rumored.

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