Half an hour later, the dawn was still nowhere to be seen. Cen Xiyi just stood like this, a pair of dark eyes staring at the place where the dawn had just disappeared, his expression was cold, but his breath was a little disordered, thinking that his heart was not as calm as his face.

Suddenly, there was a crisp click in the void, and in the next moment, two figures suddenly appeared in the room. One of them was Dawn, of course, and beside her stood a woman in a red dress with her hair in a bun. The woman looked at the age of no more than sixteen or seventeen, with a fair complexion and a sign on her face.

"Twigs!"

Cen Ximi's voice trembled, and he hurriedly stepped forward the moment Banzhi appeared, and now the girl who saw him thinking about it day and night stood in front of him alive, obviously there was a lot to say, but when it came to his mouth, there was only a choked call.

But the little girl looked at Cen Xi's hand stretched out to her cheek, but suddenly dodged it, and her good-looking apricot eyes looked at the excited man in front of her, except for the crisis, it was a stranger.

"Twigs?"

Cen Xi's footsteps forward, his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and a soft call squeezed out of his throat seemed to cry.

Banzhi didn't answer him, but hid behind Dawn, Shui Lingling's eyes were full of vigilance.

"Once the soul leaves the body, if it can't be returned to the underworld in time, it will slowly dissipate, even if you hide her in the spirit weapon, this dissipation is inevitable, and now ten years have passed, she has only lost some mind, which can be regarded as a great creation."

Dawn looked at Cen Ximi's expression that was about to collapse, and explained to him carefully. At the end, he sent the half branch behind him slightly to Cen Ximi. Banzhi knew that it was this beautiful woman who saved him, but he didn't reject Daybreak's move.

"Zhizhi, I'm Cen Ximi, and I'm also your ......"

Cen Xi looked at the little girl who was standing obediently in front of her, but there was some uneasiness between her eyebrows, her heart was soft, although she wanted to go forward and hug her and kiss her, but she was afraid of scaring her, so she had to stop all her actions, only looked closely into her eyes, and introduced herself very seriously.

Banzhi's mind was in chaos, she didn't know the man in front of her, but she surprisingly didn't hate him, and now looking at his pitiful appearance, she even felt a little distressed inexplicably. She felt very strange, but no matter how she thought about it, she had no memory of the man in front of her.

"Zhizhi, let's go home, okay?"

Before Banzhi could come up with a reason, he heard the man in front of him begging cautiously. The man was tall, and she had to look up to see his face when she stood in front of him, but the look on his face made her feel like she was the one on top.

“…… Good. ”

Banzhi didn't know why she agreed to a strange man's request to go home at a young age, but when she saw those red eyes, her heart trembled, and she couldn't say no. She thought he must have some kind of spell, otherwise how could he make her so distracted.

"Cen, thank you for rescuing Uchiko."

Cen Xi didn't delay here when he got half of the branch, he only thanked Xiao Xiao, and carefully helped half of the branch home.

"White fungus, this world is always affectionate and does not last long, and Bo Xing has a lot of creation......"

Dawn looked at the men and women who were leaving together, and there was a hint of fatigue between his eyebrows. That's what I said at the end.

"Master, Tremella will always be with you."

White fungus doesn't know so much about the affairs of the world, and he doesn't care, in addition to cultivation over the years, all he cares about is dawn. No matter how affectionate he is, he must be by Dawn's side after all.

“…… Tremella, you should like a girl. ”

Dawn turned his head to look at the white fungus when he heard this, and saw that he had a serious face, not like a goblin, but more like a monk with a pure heart and few desires. couldn't help but persuade him, but he was glared at by him with a strong sense of blame.

“……”

"You're so fierce, no little girl will like you."

Dawn touched his nose, a little uncomfortable, but he still couldn't help but die.

“……”

"Look, your stuffy personality is very boring."

Tremella stood by and watched the dawn, but did not answer her.

"I don't want little girls to like it, I like older ones than me."

Dawn said a few words without seeing the white fungus pay attention, and was thinking about whether to change the topic that was not so annoying, but coldly heard the white fungus come such a sentence, and was so shocked that the tea she had just eaten squirted out.

"Ahem, ahem...... Can't see wow......"

Dawn coughed violently for a while, and the eyes that looked at the white fungus were a little indescribably weird. Such an indifferent man, shouldn't he like a delicate and soft little girl, how can he like a sister like this?

Dawn pondered Tremella's unexpected view of mate selection in her heart, but she didn't say anything. Just one sentence was enough for her to digest for days.

Tremella didn't pay attention to the meaning of Dawn, and no matter how she teased her, Tremella didn't reply to her.

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"Zhizhi, this is our home."

Cen Xi helped Banzhi get out of the car and stood at the door of Cen Mansion to explain to Banzhi.

"At the beginning, you stood at the door of the house every day and waited for me to come home......"

Cen Xi looked at the side face of Banzhi looking up at the plaque, his eyes were full of tenderness, and there was a little more smile in his tone.

Banzhi looked at the plaques with some paint peeling and the corners of the moss-covered walls, and then turned his head to look at Cen Xijun, a little unsure why this rich man in front of him lived in such a dilapidated courtyard.

"Waiting for you to get home? Then I should care about you very much. ”

Banzhi didn't have any impression of what Cen Xijun said, but if that was the case, then he should be the person he cared about. Baneda felt a little awkward in his heart, after all, it was always uncomfortable to look at his past from the perspective of a bystander.

"Yes...... Zhizhi loves me very much, and I love Zhizhi too. ”

Cen Xijun listened to Banzhi's somewhat emotional tone, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart, the girl who cared about herself so much, but she was bruised all over her body by herself, and even lost her life.

"Zhizhi, it's windy, let's go in?"

It was not early, and there was a cool breeze, and Cen Xiwei was afraid that half of the branch would catch a cold, so he asked her what she meant, and went into the house to speak.

"Hmm"

Banzhi has no opinion on this, anyway, he has already returned with this man, and it naturally doesn't matter if he returns to the house or not. In contrast, it was Cen Xijun's attitude towards herself that interested her more. This man said that he was her wife, but such a cautious attitude didn't seem to be the husband's attitude towards his wife, right? Although Banzhi's consciousness is chaotic, he still has some vague cognition of this world, and it is very strange for Cen Xijun to be so distinct.

"Am I your wife?"

Cen Xiyi took Banzhi all the way to the Weeping Flower Gate, and when Banzhi crossed the third threshold with his support, he finally couldn't help but ask. This man was considerate of himself, and walked all the way, at the steps and thresholds, he didn't say anything, and he would remind him loudly, which made Banzhi extremely uncomfortable.

"Yes, you are my wife."

Cen Ximian listened to Banzhi's question, his expression was not abnormal, and he answered Banzhi's question very affirmatively, and his eyes were even more indissoluble with love.

Ten years ago, after the death of Banzhi, Cen Xijun wrote her name into the family tree, and later when the monument was erected for her body, the inscription was also engraved on the tomb of the deceased wife Cen Banzhi. After all, Banzhi is already Cen Xi's rightful wife.