"Changli, how could I mean that."

"That's what you mean, Wen Xin, don't think that if you follow me for a few days, you will know me well!" Changli rarely called her by name, and rarely shouted in such an angry voice like thunder.

"I ......"

"Don't talk about it, it's because I'm Lin Changli's ability is not enough, and I can't enter your eyes yet, and I ask Miss Wenxin to find another place to live, and when I cultivate to the tenth level of the Immortal Sword, I will see if I am qualified enough." Changli also felt that his mind was blank after speaking, did such mean words really come out of his mouth?

Xue Wenxin stubbornly raised his head, "Chang Li, I am with you, do you have joy in your heart." ”

"None."

"Why did you save me in the first place?"

"For good."

"Why save lives now?"

"For good."

"Not the slightest selfishness?"

"Nope." Changli replied crisply, without dragging his feet.

Xue Wenxin forgot to speak for a while, and the hand holding Changli's leg also hung down, only staring at her Changli blankly.

Changli almost couldn't help but squat down to help her, but he gritted his teeth and held back, brushed his sleeves and left, leaving Xue Wenxin alone to face the world covered in silver.

At night, Changli returned from his wounds, and there was silence in the courtyard.

"Are you gone?" Changli muttered to his lost self.

Pushing open the door, he was secretly happy in his heart, Xue Wenxin was dressed thinly and guarded a little bean lamp. I saw that he was covered in blood and that there was a flash of stars in his eyes, but he did not get up to help him as usual.

Changli was puzzled in his heart, the little girl was not afraid of the cold, and she was wearing a few light shirts in this ghost weather with zero cold wind, and her face was still ruddy.

"Is there a hot meal?" Long and blunt talking.

Xue Wenxin didn't say a word and went into the kitchen to serve him a meal, served food, and Changli sat on the bed and applied gold sore medicine to himself, but his back was injured but a little out of reach.

Xue Wenxin put the vegetables and rice, wiped his hands and naturally took the medicine bottle in his hand, and the two did not talk for a long time.

Her fingertips were cold, and if there was no point of long, hot back skin, it stirred up circles of goosebumps.

"Changli, how heavy has your immortal sword been practiced?" Xue Wenxin asked coldly, and Changli thought that she had nothing to say to relieve the embarrassment.

"Kuju." Long away from the Tao.

Thinking about it, he continued to popularize science: "The ten-fold sword spectrum has long been extinct, and there are only three or two masters in the world who practice this sword technique." ”

"I maybe, I can help you find the tenth sword spectrum."

"Really?" Changli turned around happily and subconsciously grabbed Xue Wenxin's wrist.

Xue Wenxin pursed his lips and nodded, not looking happy.

Changli realized his rude behavior, hurriedly pushed her away, and coughed dryly, "Mmmm, you don't have to coax me." ”