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Hongjiao meant that Jiang Muxue didn't bother to ask the drunken whisk at all. Although she didn't mention Jiang Muxue in her words, she only said that she worked hard.

Hongjiao said these words with a smile, but when they fell on Fuchen's ears, he immediately caused him to think deeply, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, "I'll go and see Yan'er." ”

There was an unspeakable loneliness in his voice.

As soon as the dust was gone, Hongjiao immediately clenched her fists and slammed it on the table, and the delicate round table of pineapple spirit wood was smashed to pieces.

She didn't understand how things could have come to this. In the past, even if Fuchen wanted to visit someone, he wouldn't say it in front of her, let alone turn a blind eye to his concern so much, and he would say a word of hard work or something.

Hongjiao was extremely annoyed, because she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't seem to stop Fuchen from becoming more and more fond of Ling Yan.

If this continues, what status does she have in Ruoxu Peak?

When Wen Luo walked softly, Hongjiao sat on the ground like a defeated beast, and even Wen Luo heard her low sobs.

"You ......" Wen Luo didn't know what to say for a while, and froze in place.

And Hongjiao has long heard Wenluo's footsteps, and the relationship between the two has been close like biological sisters for more than two hundred years, so Hongjiao is not afraid that Wenluo will see her like this.

"Why bother not getting along with yourself." Wen Luo slowly squatted down and comforted, "I remember that two hundred years ago, my lord liked a person named Lan'er, who was inseparable from him all day long, and it was Lan'er when he opened his mouth and closed his mouth." Later, Lan'er was killed in that battle, and he was saddened for months...... At that time, we all thought that the master's heart went with Lan'er, but who would have thought that within two years, there was a new love by the master's side...... Do you recall and recall, how many people have changed around the master in the past two or three hundred years? ”

Hongjiao shook her head slightly and told Wenluo that this time was different from every previous time.

Wen Luo chuckled, "Tell me, what's the difference?" ”

Hong Jiao was slightly stunned, and said suddenly: "The eyes of the master looking at Ling Yan are different from before. ”

Hearing this, Wen Luo smiled, and it took a long time to stop, and then sighed, "You are also too suspicious, why didn't I notice any difference in his eyes from before?" ”

As soon as she said this, Hongjiao hurriedly asked, "Didn't you really find out?" She didn't believe what Wen Luo said, after all, in her opinion, the eyes of Jiang Muxue were very unique and obvious, and anyone could find it as long as they paid a little attention.

However, Wen Luo didn't listen to her explanation anymore, held her hand and said seriously: "Hongjiao, you are jealous." ”

What the?

Hongjiao's eyes widened and she laughed, "How is that possible?" I'm just, I'm just ......"

It's just that for a long time, it's not just a reason, and suddenly it's silent. muttered in his mouth, "This time is really different from before, Wen Luo, I have a strong premonition, if this continues, the master will eventually abandon all of us, and only one Ling Yan will be left around." ”

"Hahahaha......" Wen Luo only heard the funniest joke in the world, and the laughter didn't stop for a long time, until Hongjiao glared at her with her eyes, she covered her stomach and tightened her mouth, but she still wanted to laugh in her heart.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I've laughed like this, Hongjiao, you really have the ability to make me like this."

Wen Luo breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed.

This kind of Wenluo made Hongjiao very worried, "I'm telling you seriously, it's not a joke!" ”

Wen Luo was afraid that if she continued, she would drill into the horns of the bull, and she didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so she pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and patted her brain, "Leng Wei is still waiting for us in Changfeng Pavilion, look at my brain, I almost forgot about it." ”

Hongjiao hurriedly asked what was going on, Wen Luo talked a lot, and finally pulled Hongjiao's thoughts back to normal.

Besides, Fuchen walked to Lingyan Pavilion with a gloomy face, and after entering the door, he left and right, and even sent the girl who was about to report to the court down, and walked straight into the main hall.

It was empty, and he stood still, heard movement in the inner room, and hurried inside.

Jiang Muxue, who was sitting on the bed and practicing seriously, opened her eyes suddenly, and almost instantly hid the real cultivation, so when the dust came in, she noticed that it was still the Jindan period.

After this incident was covered up, a certain woman secretly pinched a handful of sweat, blaming her for being too addicted to practice and almost revealing her stuffing.

"Why don't you just break through? Rushing for quick success and quick profit is a taboo for cultivators. The gloom on Dust's face was swept away, replaced by a look of worry.

"I'm just idle, meditating, not cultivating." Jiang Muxue explained with a smile.

Hearing her words, Fuchen's expression changed again, and the phrase "nothing to do" made him uncomfortable to listen to.

Since he is idle, can't he accompany him?

But he didn't know how to express this euphemistically, he had never encountered such a situation in the past few hundred years, and naturally he had never thought about such a problem.

In his old thinking, these things were all things that his partners needed to think about, and they had nothing to do with him.

However, at this moment, he was very, very desperate, and wanted to hear something similar to Jiang Muxue's concern for him, even if it was a subtle move. However, he waited for a long time for these reactions. The bottom of Fuchen's heart is even more gloomy.

He was drunk for three days because of her that day, and then he woke up, didn't she know that he cared about him?

And Jiang Muxue was also obviously aware of the change in Fuchen's mood here, but she couldn't figure out why he had changed, his face was sunny for a while and rainy for a while, which was very incomprehensible.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" After thinking about it, Jiang Muxue felt that it was better to ask, but as soon as she spoke, the gloom on Fuchen's face seemed to be even thicker.

A certain woman was extremely surprised, she had been in retreat and cultivation for the past three days, and she didn't know what was going on outside, could it be that something terrible had happened?

She couldn't help but think so.

"Nothing." Brushing the dust with a long sigh of relief, sat down on the edge of the bed, and couldn't help but caress the blanket made of spirit bird feathers with her fingers, seeing this action, Jiang Muxue's heart tightened, is this Sichun?

The emergency signal sounded in her heart, Jiang Muxue hurriedly turned around and went to the main hall, and left a sentence before leaving to make tea for him.

After Jiang Muxue left, she exhaled again, only to feel extremely depressed in her heart, and that feeling was difficult to excrete.

When Jiang Muxue finished making tea and was about to send it to Fuchen, the man was already standing behind her.

"Ah, you scared me."

Without saying a word, she took the cup in her hand, put it on the table, and then stopped Jiang Muxue's waist with one hand, and held her small hand with the other, and said in a low voice: "If you want to cultivate, I can accompany you." ”

Sure enough, it's Sichun.

No matter what the starting point of Fuchen's words is, to Jiang Muxue's ears, it is nothing more than "I miss your body, I want to have a chat with you".

(To be continued.) )