Wen Xuan only felt the sound of the wind in his ears, and in a blink of an eye, he fell into a room, he took a closer look, isn't this his guest room in the inn in Wunan Town?

The chubby shopkeeper was at the top of the stairs, and when he saw Wen Xuan, he was surprised and delighted, but he was full of doubts when he saw him covered in mud.

Wen Xuan briefly told him to prepare the bath water, prepare clean clothes, prepare meals, prepare horses, and you prepare them yourself. The shopkeeper was busy preparing for it, and after a while, everything he needed appeared in Wen Xuan's suite, and the shopkeeper was so tired that he was out of breath.

The shopkeeper arched his hand: "Rest assured, the sect master is the only one who knows." Feel free to call me if you still need to. “

Wen Xuan nodded.

After the shopkeeper went out, Wen Xuan walked into the inner room, looked at the young man with his eyes closed on the bed, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful to be dirty like this." “

He stepped forward and nudged the boy, who raised his eyelashes slightly.

"Childe, take a shower and change into clean clothes!"

The boy shook his head.

"Well, then you can rest. ”

Wen Xuan's face began to turn red, he originally wanted him to take a shower and change clothes, but after being rejected, how could he act like he had a plan.

Wen Xuan put down the veil next to the bed and blew out the light in the room.

bathed and changed clothes alone, and washed the big bucket of bath water into mud before he refused to come out. After changing into clean clothes, Wen Xuan was also extremely tired, leaned on a few cases outside, and fell asleep instantly.

The next morning, the morning light was already bright, and the sunlight was shining through the window, piercing Wen Xuan's sleeping eyes. Wen Xuan rubbed his eyes, he slept very deeply this night, and when he returned to the realm of the Wen family, he slept very soundly.

A figure kept shaking out of the window, looking at the figure, like the chubby shopkeeper. Wen Xuan walked over and opened the door, and sure enough, the shopkeeper greeted him with a smile on his face, "Sect Master, do you want breakfast?

Wen Xuan said: "Get some washing water, and then bring all the delicious food." ”

The shopkeeper quickly turned around and went downstairs, and soon, he called for washing water, turned back and went downstairs, and after a while brought a big food box up, which contained chicken, duck, fish, meat, buns and dumplings, as well as a pot of wine: drunk immortals.

The shopkeeper set up the meal, took the water used by Wen Xuan, and went out.

Wen Xuan washed his face and was refreshed. When I was about to feast, I suddenly remembered the young man in the middle and thought of inviting him to eat together.

The boy slept in the tent, but his face was much better.

Wen Xuan hesitated for a moment, but decided not to wake him up, and went to drink wine and eat meat by himself.

After eating, Wen Xuan felt that he had completely recovered his strength, and even his spiritual power was a little more abundant than usual. He didn't dare to leave the room, and he was a little bored, he drew the young man's formation yesterday on the ground, but he couldn't draw anything.

The young man slept for three days, and Wen Xuan never went out of the room, and he was a little depressed.

At dusk on the third day, Wen Xuan stayed in front of the bed, seeing that the sludge on the young man's face had dried up, and was about to pick it off for him, but saw the young man waking up slowly.

When the young man opened his eyes, his gaze was blurred, as if he were in a different world.

Wen Xuan watched him wake up, and he was overjoyed, "You're awake! I've been with you for three days, and I'm suffocating!"

The young man bowed his head apologetically. He sat up, and the dry lumps of mud on his face fell in a wlump.

Wen Xuan put away the gauze tent and smiled: "Do you want to wash it~"

The boy ignored him, but moved his wrist and raised his leg.

There is no pain.

The boy got out of bed again, and the sludge was stacked on top of his clothes, and the slag fell down.

The boy stepped on the ground with his foot, but there was no pain, and he got up and walked without any discomfort. The young man paused, looked at Wen Xuan, and then looked at the bathtub placed outside.

Wen Xuan was also very happy to see that the young man was fine, and said to him, "I didn't dare to go away for the past three days, so I took a bath in the house to wash away the smell." ”

The boy looked at the tub again, as if thinking about something. Wen Xuan looked at him, a little helpless, "Hey, Childe, don't you dislike this bathtub I've used it", the young man was silent, and his eyes looked away.

Wen Xuan felt that he was about to faint, and no one had ever disliked him so nakedly.

In the end, I had to say, "I'm afraid of you." ”

Wen Xuan opened the door and hooked his fingers, and the chubby shopkeeper ran up.

Wen Xuan said: "Shopkeeper, new bath bucket, bath water, delicious food are all served, and some tea." ”

Wen Xuan remembered that the teenager often made tea in the pine garden.

"Sect Master, do you want wine?"

"Let's have a pot. ”

After a while, the shopkeeper was ready, and Wen Xuan asked him to put it at the door and move into the house one by one.

The young man came over and was about to pour the bath water into the bath bucket, but Wen Xuan hurriedly stopped him: "You have been tortured, I will come." ”

After pouring the bath water, Wen Xuan took out the clean clothes from the cabinet, and the young man nodded.

Then, the young man looked at Wen Xuan again, and Wen Xuan also looked at the young man, thinking: Do you want me to help him undress?

But the boy kept looking him in the eye and then at the door. Wen Xuan is going to be fainted again, what a day of disgust!

"Okay, okay, I'll go out, you wash slowly. ”

Wen Xuan held the wine jug, leaning against the railing at the door, not knowing what he was thinking, the breeze was blowing the tips of his hair, and the sun was warm.

The boy washed for a whole hour, and when the boy opened the door and invited Wen Xuan in, Wen Xuan's face instantly turned red and dripping blood.

The young man's black hair is half wet, completely scattered, his fair face is flushed~ Shu Lang's eyebrows are full of vitality, and he is dressed in a cloth and white robe, which looks even more refined.

The breath of bath beans and the breath of a teenager came to his face, and Wen Xuan was about to fall drunk at the door.

The young man lowered his eyelashes and made a gesture of invitation to Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan turned his face away and took two deep breaths. Then he slowly walked into the house.

The two sat down in the outer tea room, and the young man poured tea for the two, and Wen Xuanfang was a little sober.

"Childe, I found that you were gone, Brother Zi'an and I went to Cui's, Ziyu returned to Lu's, and Jingyao returned to Meng's. ‘

The young man listened carefully, and Wen Xuan continued: "That night, Brother Zi'an and I acted separately, he dragged Cui Yichen, and I visited the Cui family at night to rescue you. ”

The young man stood up and dragged a salute to Wen Xuan, who jumped up, and his calm face turned red again.

"I, I'm not asking you to thank me. Wen Xuan pouted.

The young man sat down again, and Wen Xuan said, "The two of us left, I don't know what happened to Brother Zi'an?"

The boy nodded. Wen Xuan said again: "This, it's not difficult. I've already released the news, and there should be a message from Cui's back in the evening. ”

Wen Xuan looked at the young man, "Childe, I have a few questions that I haven't figured out." ”

The young man raised his eyes and looked, Wen Xuan patted his red face, and said, "That, why does this dead branch have a Linghua when it is in the water prison? You see, there is no one now." As he spoke, he took out the dead branch from his bosom, and there were only the slightest traces of Linghua.

The boy dipped his fingers in the tea and wrote on the table: "Where".

Wen Xuan said, "You mean, where did the dead branches come from?" the young man nodded.

"Oh, this is what I saw in "Hand Can Pick the Stars", I think it's strange, a dead branch, the Lu family as a treasure, so I brought it. ”

The boy wrote again: No.

Wen Xuan looked helpless, "I know, I know, next time I go to the Lu family, just put back the 'Hands Can Pick Stars'." “

The boy nodded.