There is no cohabitation.

Now that the sun is setting, the thin red remnants are swaying all over the place, shrouding the top of the uninhabited place, setting off the dark and strange style more and more mysterious.

It is the quietest place in the shopping street.

Xi Yan took Yuan Yan to Wuxiangju, Yuan Yan saw this place and refused to go in again, "Actually, I feel a lot better now, let's not go in......"

On the way here, Yuan Yan showed more than once that he didn't want to come and live without a relationship.

Xi Yan looked at her pale face, turned a deaf ear to what she said, and finally broke her hand holding the pillar, directly picked up the person horizontally, and strode into the Wuxiang Residence.

Huai Chuan lay on the bamboo chair behind the counter, swaying leisurely, and the incense burned on the counter, calming his mind.

When he heard the movement, he didn't open his eyes and said, "Mr. Xi, put Mrs. Ling in the second room on the left." ”

Xu Wei lifted the curtain for Xi Hao, and Xi Hao walked into the dark room, where there was only a little fluorescence, and the position of the bed could be faintly distinguished.

But as soon as he got closer, he felt a biting chill coming towards him.

There was a sound of unhurried footsteps behind him, and Xi Yan asked, "Put this?" ”

"Hmm." Huai Chuan waved his sleeves, and the originally dark room suddenly lit up.

Wooden lamps hung on the dark walls, and candles flickered.

Xi Hao was able to see clearly that the bed was an ice bed, not like a place for a living person to lie down.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally put Yuan Yan, whose breath was gradually weakening, on it.

Yuan Yan was in pain all over her body, and that kind of pain was that a mortal body couldn't bear the pain of her soul, and it was a thousand times more painful than peeling her skin and cramping.

When she lay on the ice couch, the pain in her body gradually disappeared, and her face gradually improved.

Xi Hao also noticed this change, Huai Chuan lit the lotus lantern around the ice couch, and the light was ice blue, which made people feel very mysterious.

Huai Chuan said, "Mr. Xi, you go out first." ”

"Hmm."

Xi Yan glanced at Yuan Yan and turned to leave.

When Huai Chuan saw him go out, he waved his sleeves again and set up a ban at the door.

When Yuan Yan saw this scene, his eyes were fixed on Huaichuan.

He turned out to be the same kind of person as himself.

"Little princess, you peeked at the forbidden book first, touched the forbidden book later, and now used a lot of spells for a mere mortal, do you know that this will kill you?" Huai Chuan said slowly.

His old god is there, like an elder.

Yuan Yan is much better now, and he also has the strength to speak: "Who are you?" ”

"Who am I?" Huai Chuan sat on the circle chair, looked at Yuan Yan and smiled lovingly: "I am the one who writes forbidden books." ”

Yuan Yan's eyes crossed with surprise.

She had heard of the forbidden book man in the divine realm, and her mother told her that the person was a puppet created by her grandfather, who knew the seven emotions and six desires, and could compose a world independent of the four seas, eight wildernesses and six realms.

A book banner generally does not write a book, because every time he writes a banned book, a world in the book will be created, and all the trajectories of that world will develop according to the plot in the book, over and over again, and never stop.

The system said excitedly: [Female goose, you really guessed it, he is an NPC! ] 】

Yuan Yan asked, "But why are the banned books I saw at the beginning different from the current ones?" ”

"Of course not." Huai Chuan smiled, "The forbidden book you read, the real story was hidden by your father. ”

"So I'm looking at a fake?"

"Well, and what happens to you in this world is what is really written in the forbidden book." Huai Chuan said everything he should have said, and he asked, "Little princess, do you want to go back to the god realm?" ”