It rained in the City of Faith.

The drizzling rain drenched the eaves and splashed onto the lotus leaves in the pool.

The leaves 'waves' 'wave' rippled the ripples of the first bloom, and in the poolside, the pink and tender 'flowers' bones were filled with the grace of God's gifts, and the reflection was happy, so the rain fell, and the quiet mist like the new rain of the empty mountain was hazy.

Wu Wenxu was draped in thick clothes and sat on the steps that had not been soaked by the rain.

He held a bowl of 'chicken' soup in his hand, looking at the reflection of the 'chicken' soup in the meaning of 'spring', his eyes were clear and clean, this bowl of 'chicken' soup was steaming, but it was covered with two slices of ginger from Mrs. He didn't like it very much, although the cut was so wonderful that he couldn't find fault with it.

Serving the 'chicken' soup and watching the 'spring' rain, only the lord can find this elegance that is not elegant.

"Am I not doing it well?"

A handsome young 'woman' wearing an apron and fluffy braids hanging down her shoulders sat next to Wu Wenxu, her small hand on her cheeks, staring suspiciously at the 'chicken' soup in the man's hand.

"You're doing a great job."

Wu Wenxu took a big sip of the 'chicken' soup, and then put it down.

"But I've drunk seven bowls back and forth, Yaoyao, I'm a human, I'm really not a pig."

Qin Yaoyao neatly put away Wu Wenxu's side, piled up empty bowls like a small hill, and picked up the apron with her other hand, her attitude was so serious that it was beyond doubt: "Brother Xu, you are going to participate in the 'God Sacrifice Meeting', how can you beat those villains if you don't make up for your body?" You have to drink it clean, and don't leave any reads left. ”

"Okay."

Wu Wenxu sighed, but drank the eighth bowl of 'chicken' soup very obediently.

Then again, Qin Yaoyao really has nothing to say about her good craftsmanship, if she hadn't drunk eight bowls in a row in just ten minutes, Wu Wenxu would definitely like the 'chicken' soup she made.

Since saving Qin Yaoyao, Wu Wenxu did not participate in the auction in the next two days.

When she fell into the territory of the Min Heavenly King, it was Qin Yaoyao who saved herself, and when she was haggard and unconscious, Wu Wenxu naturally wanted to be by her side, and Wu Wenxu had no reason to resist when she held her little hand tightly when she was asleep.

There was a movement of Qin Yaoyao washing dishes in the house, and hearing the busy voice of the young 'girl', Wu Wenxu laughed, he supported the eaves with both hands, and then looked at the hazy sky, the rain lingered and fell, making him feel more peaceful.

In fact, supplements are dispensable for Wu Wenxu.

He has been quenched by the Death of Skull Flame, and no matter how good the elixir 'medicine' is swallowed into his body, it can't be stronger than his own muscles and veins, and the rules of the 'God Sacrifice Society' are not allowed to wear magic tools with the power of a magister, and the sharp weapons that Shen Lian auctioned from the auction house are naturally useless.

"Brother Xu, don't be pressured."

After Qin Yaoyao cleaned up the housework, she gently 'kneaded' Wu Wenxu's shoulders.

She is docile and kind, hardworking and housekeeping, and an ordinary man can marry Qin Yaoyao, which is a blessing that has been cultivated for eight lifetimes, but unfortunately, the man she falls in love with is Wu Wenxu, and Wu Wenxu is destined not to be an ordinary man.

"Wherever you go, Yaoyao will follow."

Qin Yaoyao's firm voice fell on Wu Wenxu's ears, and Wu Wenxu held her little hand instead.

"Don't be stupid."

It's all because Shen Lian's mouth leaked for a while, letting Qin Yaoyao know that he still has a month to live.

"I'm not stupid."

Qin Yaoyao was grabbed by Wu Wenxu's hand, and couldn't help blushing slightly and said, "It's okay for you to beat me or scold me, anyway, from now on, I ...... I don't want to leave you again. ”

By the end of her speech, her sweet voice became as thin as a mosquito ant.

"That's right!"

Wu Wenxu suddenly let go of Qin Yaoyao's little hand without a trace, and said with a dry smile: "Yaoyao, make your best steamed steamed buns at night, I want to eat it." ”

'This bad guy has just finished drinking so much 'chicken' soup. ’

The warm atmosphere was diluted by Wu Wenxu's dry laughter for a moment, but she felt sweet in her heart, Qin Yaoyao made a grimace at Wu Wenxu, picked up her apron again, and then jumped into the kitchen.

You are the spirit of the world, and I am. ’

Wu Wenxu closed his eyes and meditated on the fire magic particles, and his mind was 'disordered'......

This light rain fell for a long time in the City of Faith, and it did not stop until nightfall.

Listening to the rain in the middle of the night, the rain rolls up the long curtain, but there is an inexplicable solemn sense of slaughter.

Wu Wenxu extinguished the candle early and lay on the 'bed' tossing and turning, for some reason, his heart always seemed to be coiled up with mountains, and he couldn't sleep.

The night rain continued and seemed to be intensifying.

From the rain to raindrops, the sound of falling to the ground was rapidly amplified in his ears, those voices were messy and uneven, and the strong sense of crisis in his heart made Wu Wenxu more and more uneasy, and he sat up.

There is no moon tonight, no stars, except for the rapidly falling raindrops, the world is dim and dark, like chaos.

Wu Wenxu stared at the boundless darkness outside the window, but the corners of his 'lips' raised an intriguing arc.

He unhurriedly put on his clothes, then picked up the Wind Blade that was pressing down on him, and he tiptoed open the 'door' without making a sound.

Until the slender scabbard was perpendicular to the stairs, Wu Wenxu tightly closed the 'door'.

"Since Your Excellency is visiting late at night, don't play a game of peek-a-boo."

The night rain was Xiao Xiao, wetting Wu Wenxu's cheeks.

Wu Wenxu stood in the courtyard, caressing the scabbard, the dull black wind blowing into the distance behind him, swaying the trees 'yin' heavy, with the leaves, the killing aura in the darkness became more and more intense, as if he was really about to jump out of the evil ghost.

"I wanted you to sleep forever in your sleep."

The voice was cold and in harmony with the night rain, almost melting into the chaos.

"Your killing intent is too obvious, and it stinks, I was awakened when I smelled your murderous aura, what do you say?"

The calm and cold voice only smiled softly: "Hehe, wait for me to cut off your tongue and see how you still take advantage of your tongue." ”

Wu Wenxu ignored his threat and said slowly: "Did Xiao Yuan send you, or did Xiao Tianwang send you." ”

The sound of the night rain falling on the poolside became louder.

"It is not necessary for the dead to know the truth."

"Idiot, I don't have to guess that I know that Xiaoyuan sent you."

"I'm just curious, since your master wants to kill me, why don't you send a demon master, and send you, a ninth-level great magician who is half a bottle and is not satisfied with the 'swing', is it too much to underestimate Wu Wenxu."

Ninth-level great magician, can't you still kill a 'person who goes to die'?

The Assassin was furious, but he did not strike immediately.

Xiao Gongzi chose to assassinate this guy who didn't know the height of the sky because the unique magic power of the Magister would disturb the other Magi in the Demon Pavilion, causing unnecessary trouble.

Wu Wenxu lowered his sword scabbard, put his hands into his pockets, and said, "I'm really glad that you dare to challenge my bottom line, so ......"

On a rainy night, two unusually evil and greedy gasps suddenly sounded.