Regardless of his already empty stomach after sleeping for twelve hours in a row, Xiao He immediately entered the game. Eighty-one? Chinese Network ? ?(一)(一). (a) 8?

When Xiao He opened his eyes, what he saw was the familiar wooden house.

Belongs to him and Yan'er, in the house of the Imperial Pavilion.

Hua Wuxian and the jade-faced fox girl were next to Xiao He.

Seeing Xiao He wake up, Hua Wuxian said happily: "Awake? ”

The jade-faced fox girl hurriedly took the water that was held on the side:

"Let's drink some water first."

"When did the smoke leave?"

The two girls didn't expect that the first thing Xiao He said was to ask this.

The two women originally thought that Xiao He, who had been in a coma (offline) state, should not know about this matter, after all, they only found out about it after returning to the Imperial Heavenly Pavilion.

Hua Wuxi: "When Jade Fox and I bring you back...... I just learned about it. ”

Xiao He stared at the two of them, his face was full of exhaustion, the real time was twelve hours, that is to say, in the game, Hua Wuxian and the jade-faced fox girl had not closed their eyes for two days and two nights, and took Xiao He from Dongying all the way back to Bashu's Yutian Pavilion!

Even if the two of them are shocking in martial arts, they will inevitably be tired.

Xiao He smiled reluctantly: "Thank you for your hard work, let's go and take a good rest first." ”

"Xiao He! Xiao He! ”

Murong Xian and Wang Qingya broke into the house.

Yan'er's status in Xiao He's mind is clear to Murong Xian and Wang Qingya.

If you talk about NPCs alone, Yan'er is the person Xiao He cares about the most.

This girl composed of virtual data has been following Xiao He for almost six years (game time).

Murong Xian was afraid that Xiao He would be overly emotional, so he immediately ran over online, but ......

Xiao He didn't seem to have much reaction.

Xiao He smiled and looked at the four women in the room.

Each one has its own characteristics, and they are all among the best beauties, but they are not the owners of this house after all.

Xiao He: "Silly girl, when did Yan'er leave?" ”

Murong Xian: "I don't know, Qingya and I went online at nine o'clock this morning, and the smoke was still there, and then I took the members of the Imperial Heaven Pavilion to find the ruins of the God of War Temple..... ”

"Nine o'clock, it's half past two in the afternoon, which means that in the game, the smoke is here in the day."

Xiao He sighed and said, "She really left." ”

Wang Qingya walked to the bed and squatted down, holding Xiao He's hand:

Xiao He ...... ”

Xiao He: "Don't worry, I'm fine, you let me be alone for a while, silly girl, I'll go with you to find the God of War Temple from tomorrow." ”

Murong Xian: "What are you looking for in the God of War Temple, looking for Yan'er, I have already asked the members of the Imperial Heaven Pavilion to scatter to find them, and Uncle Fujia and them....... ”

Xiao He: "Tell them all to come back." ”

Murong Xian was a little annoyed: "Xiao He, you, why don't you go to find the smoke when it's gone?" ”

Xiao He: "You can't find her, don't worry, I'm measured." ”

Murong Xian: "Can't find her?" Could it be that Yan'er's identity ...... About her plot begins? ”

Xiao He: "Maybe, okay, you will go out for a trip as a smoke, and it is unknown when you will come back." ”

Murong Xian: "But ...... ”

Xiao He: "Yan'er's plot has begun, if she needs our help, she will definitely come to us, if not, none of us can find her, perhaps, she is really the descendant of the Gongyi family." ”

Murong Xian: "Then you...... ”

Xiao He: "Don't worry, I'm a psychologist, and I'm the best at adjusting my mentality." ”

Xiao He now held Wang Qingya's hand, a little harder, looking at the worry and distress in Wang Qingya's eyes, Xiao He couldn't help but touch Wang Qingya's head:

"Qingya, don't worry."

Wang Qingya: "Yan'er is gone, and she will come back, but you can't collapse, I, Sister Murong, Yutian Pavilion, all of us, need you." ”

Xiao He was stunned.

"Well, I'm going to look for the Temple of War tomorrow, and that's it."

Wang Qingya, Murong Xian, Hua Wuxian, and the jade-faced fox girl, the four women who cared about Xiao He, finally retreated, leaving Xiao He alone and staying in this wooden house.

Xiao He stood up and looked at everything in the room, and the scenes with Yan'er were still in front of him.

"Young master, I made ginseng soup, you can taste it to see if it tastes good."

"Wow, young master, is this for me?"

opened the wardrobe, and inside, there were all cigarette clothes, all of which were given by Xiao He or bought with her, and she didn't take any of them away.

"Young master, if you want to, come to Yan'er, and Yan'er will give it to you."

Therefore, the furnishings here are carefully designed by Yan'er, and as long as there is time, what Yan'er will inevitably do is to clean the wooden house spotlessly.

Pushing open the door, outside the wooden house, the smoke was planted with flowers and plants, and under her careful care, all kinds of flowers are now blooming beautifully.

"I'm going to make the wooden house more beautiful, because this is my home with the young master."

With smoke, there are too much, too much.

Regardless of her past and present life, this carefree and grateful girl has always stayed by Xiao He's side, as if Xiao He is everything to her.

Regardless of the past and present life, this girl who is obviously talented in martial arts once in a thousand years but is willing to be a personal maid will leave without saying a word.

Xiao He walked back to the side of the bed and simply lay down.

Xiao He remembered that he once told Yan'er that the human heart is on the left, and from that day on, as long as the two of them sleep together, Yan'er will always sleep on Xiao He's left.

"Yan'er wants to live in the young master's heart, so I want to sleep on your left."

"Young master, I'm sorry, Yan'er shouldn't have these thoughts, Yan'er just wants to be the young master's personal maid, Yan'er doesn't want anything else."

Xiao He looked at his left, where there seemed to be still the fragrance of smoke.

"Young Master, Yan'er ...... Like you! ”

Xiao He closed his eyes, and a trace of tears crossed his eyes.

Xiao He had a dream.

He dreamed of war, full of corpses, ruins, and blood staining the clothes of the smoke.

Smoke cried and said to him:

"I'm sorry, I can't go back."

When he woke up from a nightmare, Xiao He's face was full of crystals, I don't know if it was sweat or something else.

"Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master."

Outside the house, it was the voice of Mr. Sun.

Xiao He wiped the water from his face and opened the door.

"Mr. Sun, what's wrong?"

Chief Manager Sun said: "Pavilion Master, Master Empty Confession is here and is waiting for you in the council hall. ”

Xiao He: "Okay, I'll go." ”

Seeing Xiao He leave like this, Manager Sun could only sigh slightly:

"Miss Yan'er's departure, sure enough, hit the pavilion master very hard, the old man finally cultivated to the peak of the Divine Xuan Realm, and deliberately released his breath, the pavilion master didn't even notice it, alas...... ”

Manager Sun closed the door of the room and left slowly.

(End of chapter)