Wen Qihang, who was asleep, found himself lying on his stomach among the clouds, enjoying the touch of the sun, and with the breeze blowing, the soft clouds, as if like a cradle, swayed gently. But suddenly, the wind and clouds changed, and there was a hot iron pot at some point, and the bright red flames in the pot were like an erupting volcano.

The comfort in his chest and the pain in his back made people want to moan.

A cold voice was muttering to itself, as if a demon was chanting a spell, and when he heard it, he suddenly found himself in a sandwich biscuit, falling rapidly from the air.

"Tan Fengyi!"

Seeing that the sandwich biscuit she had turned into was about to fall to the ground, it would become powder, and the sleeping smell set sail as if she saw the sky, and there was an angel in white showing a demonic smile, and the huge white wings behind her were reflected in a black cloud of fire, so she couldn't help shouting.

"Sir, you're awake!" Seeing the bed, Wen Qihang suddenly got up, and Xiaohua hurriedly said with teary eyes.

"Little flower?" Hearing Xiaohua's happy call, Wen Qihang woke up for a while, looked at Xiaohua and said.

"It's Xiaohua and me, are you okay, sir?" Seeing and hearing that the sail was a little dazed, Xiaohua said in a hurry.

"Mr. is fine, Xiaohua don't worry." Seeing that Xiaohua looked anxious, he raised his hand and touched Xiaohua's little head to comfort him.

"Sir, wipe your sweat." Seeing that Qihang's forehead was full of cold sweat, Xiaohua hurriedly took out a hand towel and wanted to wipe the sweat on Wenqihang's forehead.

"It's better for the gentleman to come by himself." Wen Qihang stopped Xiaohua's move, took the handkerchief and said.

"Oh sir, when you woke up just now, you called Aunt Tan's name, do you want to see her?" Xiaohua pouted.

"Aunt Tan?" Wen Qihang grinned.

"Yes, Xiao Zhao said that she called Aunt Tan her aunt, if Xiaohua kept calling Aunt Tan her sister, it would be a mess of generations, isn't Aunt Tan the same as Mr. Your generation? Xiaohua calls you sir, so you can't call Aunt Tan her sister. Xiaohua snapped her little fingers and said as she thought.

"Ah, okay." What a mess! The ancients have always pursued the principle of proximity and kinship, as long as it is not a brother and sister and brother, even if it is a cousin, uncle, aunt and nephew, it can be married, and the chaos of the name can be imagined.

"Do you want to see Aunt Tan?" Xiaohua continued to ask.

"Nope." It was because of Tan Fengyi's demon girl that this incident happened, and now I must be upset when I see her, but it is not good to be angry with Xiaohua, so I immediately changed the topic when I heard Qihang: "By the way, where is this?" ”

"Aunt Tan's house." Xiaohua replied.

"We'll move out immediately." After hearing Qihang, he had to get up.

"Sir, where are we going?" Seeing and hearing that she was about to set sail and leave, Xiaohua was surprised.

"Go back to our own home in Guanlou Village, what's the matter with lying in someone else's house!" Wen Qihang said angrily.

"But we've all moved in yet!" Xiaohua pouted.

"What do you mean you've moved over?" Smelling Qihang, he was surprised.

"Sir, you have been in a coma for two days, and Aunt Tan said that it was to take care of you conveniently, so we all moved over." Xiaohua explained.

"I was in a coma for two days!

"Sir, where are you going?" Seeing that Qihang got up and dressed and walked out of the house, Xiaohua hurriedly chased after him and asked.

"Go back to Guanlou Village." Wen Qihang said categorically.

"But sir" Seeing that Qihang looked cold, Xiaohua bit her lip and said with some grievances.

"What kind of fire do you have, who is not good at it, and what kind of anger you are at Xiaohua." Seeing Xiaohuaxuan crying, Tan Fengyi, who happened to come over, looked at Wen Qihang and said dissatisfied.

Hearing that it was Tan Fengyi's voice, Wen Qihang turned his gaze, looked at Tan Fengyi and said coldly: "This has nothing to do with you, you don't meddle in your affairs." ”

"What nerves are you!" Seeing that Qihang lost his temper for no reason, Tan Fengyi frowned.

"Tan Fengyi, do you know that I almost died this time." Wen Qihang said slightly angrily.

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"It doesn't matter what you do to me in normal times, but in this kind of thing, can you joke casually?" Seeing that Tan Fengyi didn't speak, Wen Qihang continued to question.

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"Tan Fengyi, let me tell you, there is a limit to my forbearance. Some things, just joking, are harmless, and I laughed it off. But this time, not only did I almost lose my life, but I am afraid that the people of Jingshi were also frightened. This is no longer something that can be forgiven in a word. "Smell the sail is the right color.

Igniting a bomb, although it is a means to save one's life when I am forced to do so, as long as I think about it, I will know what kind of panic will be caused if a bomb suddenly explodes in such a crowded place in Beijing. Especially since this is still ancient times, people don't even have a basic understanding of bombs.

"And what do you want?" Tan Fengyi frowned slightly.

"I don't want to do anything, in short, you don't have to be responsible for my safety in the future." When the incident first happened, Tan Fengyi was able to stop it in time, but because of her mistakes, this serious accident was caused.

"You're going to die." Tan Fengyi bit her red lip and said.

"I won't die, you don't have to worry about it. If you continue to follow me, I'm going to die. Wen Qihang snorted coldly.

"Don't go too far." Tan Fengyi's eyes were slightly red.

Wen Qihang snorted slightly: "Excessive? Are you too embarrassed to overdo it? Tan Fengyi, you must know that no one in this world will be good to someone for no reason, and no one will hate someone for no reason. If you have studied Buddhism, you should know that everything in this world has cause and effect.

When I like you, what you say is what, and when I don't like you, what you say you are. ”

"Smell sail, you" Tan Fengyi clenched her fists.

"Sir, Aunt Tan, don't quarrel!" Although Xiaohua couldn't understand what the conversation between Wen Qihang and Tan Fengyi meant, she could feel the atmosphere between the two, something was wrong, and quickly pulled Wen Qihang's sleeve to persuade her.

"Little flower, let's go." Wen Qihang squatted down and picked up Xiaohua and said.

"But, sir, where are we going?" Xiaohua took a look at Wen Qihang, looked at Tan Fengyi again, and asked in a weak tone.

"As long as you can't see the upset person, you can go anywhere."