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"There is no way to be sure of this......" He shook his head, watching Leng Wuxin carefully pick up Wen Rou as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world, the old man Baicao was stunned.

Leng Wuxin's heart was very entangled, and she carefully put the gentleness on the bed, her eyes were closed, the whole person was curled up in the quilt, and her white fingers were clutching the clothes on his chest, looking a little uneasy, and her brows were frowning.

"Don't go."

She subconsciously leaned towards Leng Wuxin, and the hazy sleepiness invaded her brain. The whole person was next to Leng Wuxin, and naturally rubbed his neck socket, like a coquettish kitten.

"Gentle, I won't like you." I don't know whether it was self-soothing or self-admonishment, his fingers couldn't help but caress her cheeks, the silky touch, and finally calmed down again.

In a daze, gentleness seemed to hear Leng Wuxin's whispering voice, and the content made her frown.

If you don't like me, I'll make you like me.

Unfortunately, before she had time to think about this thought, she fell into a complete sleep.

Early the next morning, Leng Wuxin received a message from Qian Xueyu that Luo Qing was in the dungeon of Jinshanmen.

He smiled a little coldly, no wonder this guy was so nervous.

All the way to Jinshan City, Gentle showed no signs of sobriety, which made Leng Wuxin very worried, and the old man Baicao never went back, from time to time to investigate whether there were any abnormalities in Gentle's body, strangely there was nothing wrong, and I didn't know whether to be happy or panicked.

Jiujiu was asked to stay in the Fox Sect, ostensibly to stay, but in fact he was under house arrest in Qianhehong's courtyard.

Leng Wuxin's tolerance for the Fox Sect reached the bottom line, and Qian Xueyu and the others didn't dare to be wordy, so Red Lotus left with them, and Leng Wuxin just let Gentleness lean on along the way, which is strange to say, no matter what kind of bumps there were in this sense, Gentleness didn't wake up.

The carriage arrived at Jinshan City, there were already people waiting for Gentle and his party, seeing Gentle like this, no one asked, but led them to a mansion according to the instructions, Leng Wuxin saw that it was Yuan Teng who greeted him is nodded slightly, Yuan Teng didn't ask more, after all, deep in his heart is the surrender and loyalty to Gentleness, and he won't say anything that shouldn't be said, and only do things that are beneficial to Gentleness.

put gentleness on the bed, and he didn't leave, and naturally talked to Yuan Teng about this competition.

"Ten on each side, as high as you can invite, there is no limit to the realm, of course, if you can fight ten against one, you can also produce one person." After saying this, Yuan Teng's silence seemed that the whole room was very quiet, and Leng Wuxin looked at Gentleness quietly, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and did not let her kick the quilt away in her restless sleeping position.

"How many candidates are there?" He asked calmly.

"No ......" he bit his lower lip, a little unwilling.

Leng Wuxin looked at him suspiciously, with his ability, he shouldn't have one.

"Snatched away." He bowed his head in shame.

Leng Wuxin was stunned for a moment, frowning: "What's the matter?" ”

"There is a majority in the family that favors him, and over the years, he has accumulated two third-grade alchemists and one fourth-grade alchemist, so he is naturally easy to invite." He bowed his head in frustration, gritted his teeth, and his eyes reflected hatred, but he was forced down.

Leng Wuxin expressed satisfaction with his forbearance, and immediately waved his hand at him: "I know this matter in my heart, you go out first." ”

Yuan Tengnuo went down, Leng Wuxin sighed slightly, and suddenly, Gentle seemed to have a nightmare and began to struggle.

"Don't, my ...... That's mine! ”

She muttered dreams, tears falling from her eyes.

Leng Wuxin was slightly stunned, how long had it been since he saw her crying, he stepped forward and hugged Gentle in his arms, gently stroked her back, and then slowly calmed down, lay in his arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

This Niko's dependence on me...... It seems to be stronger.

It was kept like this for a day and a night, and when I woke up gently, there was familiarity on both sides of my nose

She felt very lazy when she was full.

With a sigh in his arms, Leng Wuxin opened his eyes, and the first picture that came into his eyes was the reddish on his gentle face that he had just woken up, squinting comfortably and smiling sweetly. Sensing Leng Wuxin's gaze, he called him softly and in a low voice, and Leng Wuxin's heart was soft.

"How long did I sleep?" She got up, stretched, and was about to get out of bed, when suddenly her stomach rumbled and made her blush.

"You've slept for three days and three nights." Leng Wuxin touched her head, and her eyes were warm.

Gentle round beautiful eyes: "Who is the pit!" I just got some sleep! ”

Hearing her energetic thoughts, she frowned. Tilting his head, he was annoyed for a long time: "There are so many things waiting for me!" Oh, my God! I actually fell asleep, what the hell was going on? ”

"It's not clear." When Leng Wuxin said this, Wen Rou felt a sigh in his heart, and his face was embarrassed: "Brother Wuxin, am I going to die?" ”

Leng Wuxin said depressedly: "I'll slap you to death." ”

"Eh, Brother Wuxin, you're actually sullen, right?" She asked sneeringly.

Leng Wuxin was suddenly depressed, and he was so angry that he picked up his gentle ears, and the latter screamed in pain.

After a long commotion, the door suddenly opened, and the old man Baicao walked in with a pastry, still holding a jar of wine in one hand.

The old man stared at the two of them for a long time, his clothes were disheveled, and his face was flushed......

"You ...... Sorry to interrupt. He didn't say a word, turned around and withdrew, and didn't forget to leave the two of them with a look of "don't be shy, I know everything", snapped the door shut, and then came from outside with his smiling admonition: "Gentle is still young, remember to be gentle, don't go too far~ Did you hear it?" Red Lotus ...... Quick, tell the kitchen to bring some blood-replenishing soup! ”

"Replenish your sister'!!!"

A gentle and furious roar rang out from the room.

After a stick of incense, Wen Rou stepped out of the room with a cold face, followed by Leng Wuxin, who couldn't cry and laugh, there was obviously a bite mark on his thumb, although there was no blood, but it was still bitten a little skin.

Looking at the awkward gentleness, Leng Wuxin suddenly recalled the days when he observed her when he chose to cultivate her in his heart.

When watering the flowers, she has a gentle expression; When painting, she looks serious; When she was bullied, she looked calm; At the time of harvest, she looked joyful...... Every image of her seems to be deeply engraved in his mind, compared to the previous ordinary life, always with a shallow smile, such gentleness is like a bird returning to nature, full of vitality.

Looking at his hands, Leng Wuxin finally couldn't help it, and showed a cheerful smile,

"Brother Wuxin, what are you doing standing there stupidly?" She looked back at Leng Wuxin awkwardly, uncomfortable, and didn't forget to snort after speaking.

Leng Wuxin touched his nose: "Remember to drink more blood-tonifying soup." ”

Gentleness's whole body stiffened, and her face flushed: "Drink your sister!" ”

moved to Red Lotus's room, and after eating, he was inevitably forced to pour a large bowl of soup.

After drinking, she almost couldn't walk, only the old man Baicao laughed for a long time, and then brought out a bowl of big tonic soup, Leng Wuxin's face was black, and he came over to look at it gently and suspiciously, Leng Wuxin grabbed it and pinched the old man's chin violently, and his face was hideous: "Give Lao Tzu all the drink!" ”

The gentle brain was instantaneous: Brother Wuxin broke out!

Honglian said calmly to the old man Baicao who fell to the ground: "I said it all, you will be beaten." Turning to look at Leng Wuxin, who returned to normalcy and put the bowl on the table, I don't know when he took out the folding fan, covering the lower half of his face, everyone could see that he was laughing.

"Huh? This soup ......" She squatted down curiously, dipped a little, smelled it, her face was dark, clenched her fists, and the killing intent instantly smashed all the bowls on the table, and squeezed out between her teeth and shouted: "Bad old man...... Are you tired of living? ”

Honglian turned her head away and covered her eyes: "I said it all, don't call it bullwhip soup......"

The farce came to an end here for the time being, and waking up gently, it was good news for Yuan Teng, he hurriedly came, met Yuan Teng, and learned about his plans from Leng Wuxin, without the slightest doubt: "Brother Wuxin, who do you need?" Do you have a candidate? ”

"You, Wen Thirteen, Wen Eleven, Red Lotus, Wen Yi, Blood Feng, Ling Yu, Long Yin, me, and the old man of Baicao."

"You two want to go too?" Her face was full of shock, and she was suppressed at the moment because she was full and tired.

"The point is on you, not us." Leng Wuxin looked at her helplessly with a blank expression.

Tilted his head: "Why?" ”

"Because we don't want to do it, you'd better solve it all, the order of going to power is uncertain, maybe a temporary replacement, the best thing is that you can do it all alone, what you lack now is the reputation in the three paths, understand?" Leng Wuxin said lightly.

looked at him gently and seriously: "Isn't it, with fame, strong strength, and cultivating a strong force, I can help Brother Wuxin?" ”

Leng Wuxin was stunned, he never thought that she was still thinking about helping herself.

"Yes." He could only respond, and his smile instantly bloomed gently, and Leng Wuxin's heart surged for a while.

It's a pity that this situation hasn't lasted long, the list here is reported, and Yuan Lan over there comes over, gently and lazily nestled in the chair, as if he had no bones, Yuan Teng played Tai Chi with Yuan Lan gently, and the latter's eyes kept aiming at Gentle and Red Lotus, and he snorted coldly, and then withdrew his gaze.

Gently tugged at the corners of her mouth, it's not that the enemies don't get together, she doesn't have the slightest good impression of this Yuan Lan.

Yuan Lan received a gentle and disdainful gaze, and anger surged in his heart, but for the sake of face, it was naturally not a seizure, but there were dirty thoughts in his mind, which simply made him **** burn.

"My brother has been really close to the Fox Sect recently~" Yuan Teng glanced at the red lotus and said meaningfully.

Yuan Teng was full of smiles, not affected in the slightest: "You have such a big hat, how can I afford it." ”

"Red Lotus." Gentleness raised her eyes, chuckled, and stretched out her hand, Honglian hurriedly stepped forward to help Gentle, she got up, behaved elegantly, but there was provocation in her eyes: "I don't know what dissatisfaction this son has with the little woman's slave?" It's just a fun little fox, is it worth wearing such a hat for Yuan Teng? ”

"Miss Wen, it doesn't seem like we've seen each other for the first time." He was smiling.

She smiled and bent her eyes, leaning on the red lotus a little tiredly, half-squinting, it was not lazy, but she was starting to get sleepy again.

"Yuan Lan, since you know that this is not the first time we have met, then you should also know the identity of this girl." She looked indifferent.

Yuan Lan: "The disciple of the old man of the Tianshan Mountains? After saying that, he laughed, his eyes were covered with a haze, but he was still smiling.

"You're so easy to deceive, I said yes, do you really think it is?" She hooked the corners of her mouth, and Yuan Lan's face froze.

She sighed, and then walked to Yuan Teng's side with the help of Honglian: "Yuan Gongzi, I think you might as well send off guests~ Some people don't know what they can do, for fear of losing to you, so they came to explore the situation, and I would like to socialize if I was someone else, but it's a pity that I ...... I just don't want to see you. She looked away, and coldly curled the corners of her mouth at him, her gaze cold.

"Miss Wen is really close and distant, Yuan Lan doesn't know when she offended the girl." His words were very affectionate, and he looked at her innocently.

Leng Wuxin stretched out his hand towards Gentleness, and with the support of Red Lotus, Gentleness walked to Leng Wuxin's side, and he took over and sat in his arms, the whole person was held in his arms, squinting lazily, Leng Wuxin patted her back, glanced at Yuan Lan and spoke for Gentleness: "Because she hates you for looking at her is naked and obscene eyes, seeing you is like seeing a pile of maggots piled together, which makes her feel eager to poke her eyes blind." ”

The gentle eyelids were about to close, and when she heard this, she almost burst out laughing, and secretly covered her eyes: Brother Wuxin, you are really poisonous when you speak.

Yuan Lan's face turned blue and white for a while when he heard this, and he said viciously: "If it's really sharp-toothed, I hope you can still laugh after the game." ”

"I prefer the word Lotus Flower, when the game is over, we should laugh and laugh, what kind of host invites what kind of guests, at least Yuan Teng has a much better vision than you, at least we still know the shame, and we won't go to the bottom of you." Her self-confidence was so angry that Yuan Lan almost vomited blood.

"I'd like to see how long you can run amok! I hope you don't lose too badly. He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves indignantly and walked out.

Sending Yuan Lan away, his gentle eyes rolled, and he fell into a deep sleep when he shrank into Leng Wuxin's arms.

Yuan Teng looked at Gentleness worriedly: "The master's body ...... Still can't find the cause? Isn't it good to let her play? Brother Leng, it's better to change someone! ”

"She never let me down when it mattered." Leng Wuxin's firm tone, Yuan Tengshu frowned, since Leng Wuxin spoke, there would be no problem with gentleness, he breathed a sigh of relief, and told him what Wen Rou had told him before.

Leng Wuxin was a little surprised when he heard him say that he was secretly cultivating his subordinates, but he didn't expect this guy to do such a good job of secrecy, and he didn't even know about his opponent Yuan Lan.

After asking a few words about those things, he told him to stand still and be on standby at all times.

Recent...... More and more lethargic.

Gentleness sat on the roof, it was late at night, Leng Wuxin was next to her, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You'll be fine."

“……”

"Watch me do what?"

"Brother Wuxin, you are so vulgar...... You can say such bloody words......"

"You slept too much, and your brain was so confused that you slept in a daze, and I didn't stage a life-and-death love affair with you."

"That's why you're bloody."

"How many days have you not showered?"

"Great, maybe three days!"

"No wonder the skin is itchy, hurry up and get out of the shower."

"Brother Wuxin...... Count you ruthless. ”

She snorted and looked at the sky, where the clouds would shine like this, and the moving clouds could occasionally see the moon's light.

"I had a dream about a woman...... Very beautiful, she ...... It seems to be my mother's mother. She muttered.

When her mother died, she was still young, and at this time, her mother's appearance could only be limited to her paintings, and she didn't look at her portrait for a long time.

Leng Wuxin didn't interrupt her, but waited for her to continue.

"But she's not, a very young girl, as soon as I fall asleep, it's as if I'm melting into her body, feeling everything she's been through, but...... Sometimes it's scary. She swallowed her saliva and subconsciously held her forehead, but as she spoke, her eyes narrowed again.

Suddenly, there was no sound, Leng Wuxin looked at her with some doubts, only to see that under the reflection of the moonlight, she supported her chin, closed her eyes tightly, and her even breathing was subtle.

"Wen ...... Soft? He called out tentatively, but the other party did not react in the slightest.

Darkness covered the vision, and the blood stained on the neck and neck came to the nose when the fingertips touched.

"You can't escape, your body, your life will be mine." Hideous laughter came from the darkness.

Who is it? Who's approaching?

"Run! Don't let him catch you! Suddenly, a cold male voice woke her up, she subconsciously spread her steps, and began to run towards a certain point without direction, and there was a feeling in the haze that if she ran there, she could escape from the palm of the other party's hand!

"Don't want to leave me, or he will die, you will die, and the whole world will be ruined in my hands for you!"

The voice lingered in her heart, and she felt a deep sense of fear.

She began to tremble, began to panic, ran hard, the exhaustion that gradually came from her body was shouting, the muscles of her legs tensed to the extreme, and there were faint signs of cramps and soreness.

I'm so tired, I don't want to run. Her heart began to waver, and she found a place to hide, maybe she could escape the other party's pursuit.

She was huddled in a corner, unable to see anything, not even her own hands.

The sound of footsteps in her ears, getting closer and closer, and the cold and terrifying voice of Dawson, her whole body was trembling because of fear.

"Come out, I've seen you, you can't hide." Holding her breath in fear, her heart pounding almost out of her throat.

The footsteps stopped not far away, and the owner of the footsteps was a little puzzled: "Is it really not here?" ”

"Hmph, I want to see how long you can hide, the entire Huayu clan will be mine! It's mine! ”

The chill of Mori Leng invaded her whole body in his rampant chuckle, and her vision became blurry, and she wanted to run away, but at this time, her whole body was weak and unable to move.

Leng Wuxin looked at the person on the bed trembling all over, and his beautiful little face showed a frightened expression at this time, moaning from time to time, as if he was suffering from strong torture.

He whispered to Gentleness, but to no avail, he took Gentleness lying on the bed in his arms and gently patted her back.

"It's okay, I'm here." His voice was low and magnetic, like a reassuring pill, and the gentle struggle faded away, clutching the clothes on his chest tightly, and the whole person curled up in his arms.

Leng Wuxin had to lie on the bed together, looking at the gentleness that was clinging to him, showing a bitter smile, he was a man anyway!

The old man Baicao appeared silently in the gentle room, and Leng Wuxin immediately swept an eye knife over, and the old man Baicao had become accustomed to ignoring the eye knife he threw over, and his face was solemn: "Did you sleep gently?" ”

"What's the matter?" Leng Wuxin's answer was relatively calm.

"Gentle drowsiness, I have some clues."

"Let's talk about it right here." Leng Wuxin hesitated to look at the gentleness in his arms who refused to let go, only in his arms did she sleep so peacefully.

"She may be the reincarnation of the Immortal Monarch...... even though he had made a lot of preparations, but when he said this guess, his heart twitched fiercely.

"Impossible." Leng Wuxin vetoed the speculation of the old man Baicao on the spot, and the old man Baicao was stunned: "Why? ”

"Unless the cultivation realm is about to be wiped out, ...... No one could be the reincarnation of the Painting Immortal Monarch! ”

"Maybe it's the same as you said." The old man Baicao said, suddenly paused, and looked at Leng Wuxin very seriously, "However, the Painting Immortal Monarch has really been reincarnated, this is what I saw with my own eyes." ”

Leng Wuxin was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, his fingers brushed the cheeks of the person in his arms, and a strong throbbing welled up in the depths of his heart.

"She shouldn't be able to draw Xianjun, because I opened up her world, and I created her judge's pen." Leng Wuxin finished speaking, but fell into a state of silence again.

Yes, all these things that seem to be related to the Painting Immortal Jun were given to her by him, how could she be the reincarnation of the Painting Immortal Jun?

"If she's a painting immortal...... Then now is the time to awaken the memory, and that is when the chaos begins to brew. The old man Baicao glanced at the gentleness faintly, her peaceful sleeping face, as if she didn't know that these two people were heartbroken about her affairs. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )