Just looking at Wen Yusoft like this, Ji Wuxian was angry, he cleared his throat, and then said coldly, "Wen Yusoft, you come over to me." ”

The little paper man was very obedient, and ran to Ji Wuxian's face.

"Punch yourself in the face." Ji Wuxian stared at the little paper figure and ordered.

The little paper man understood now, raised his hand and gave himself two loud slaps without hesitation, the strength and speed, not polite at all.

Seeing that the little paper man was so obedient, the doubts that Ji Wuxian had in his heart finally disappeared cleanly.

It seems that he is thinking too much, the effect of the puppet medicine is still there, and the woman who blames Mu Mingyue is too stupid to even give orders and control such a simple thing.

"Dead girl, your courage is inevitably too great, you actually made me so embarrassed, I can't spare you." staring at Wen Yusoft coldly, Ji Wuxian stared at her with the gaze that seemed to be able to shoot her through.

It's a pity that the little paper figure doesn't mind, it seems to be a completely emotionless puppet, standing stiffly in place, that stupid appearance makes people look at it, it feels as if it has few tendons.

"Come here, wait for me to bathe and change my clothes." It is impossible to let Wen Yusoft go like this, Ji Wuxian thought that this dead girl had caused him to waste so much strength, of course he had to order it well.

The little paper man didn't have any spirit of resistance at all, just obediently followed Ji Wuxian and walked all the way towards the fragrant soup in the backyard.

After coming to the fragrant soup, Ji Wuxian asked all the people who were waiting to retreat, and then took off his robe at will, revealing his almost perfect figure.

The little paper figure didn't squint, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Ji Wuxian wore his long hair loose, strode into the fragrant soup, carefully lifted his long hair, and looked at it with unbearable eyes.

As soon as he mentioned his long hair, Ji Wuxian was distressed.

Before, because he was suddenly sucked away from three successes, Ji Wuxian's body was suddenly in deficit, causing him to lose his hair greatly at a young age, and the hair that fell out was grabbed every time, and even the rest was very fragile, and with a little force, it would seem as if he would be uprooted.

In fact, in other aspects, Ji Wuxian can be quite patient, the most unbearable thing for him is to lose his hair, and when he falls out and becomes bald, how can he see people?

Raised his hand and touched his scum, Ji Wuxian didn't remember to shave because he was in a hurry by Mu Mingyue just now.

"Go and bring the two bottles, one white and one black, from the cabinet." Ji Wuxian didn't give a reply, and the little paper man said.

The little paper man was very obedient, and obediently went to get two different colors of medicine bottles and put them beside Ji Wuxian.

"The black bottle is for hair nourishment, and the white bottle is for shaving, you can smear it on me separately, and you must not make a mistake." Ji Wuxian looked at the two bottles, and felt less resentful about Mu Mingyue.

These two things were all given to him by Mu Mingyue, saying that the black bottle could help him grow hair, and the white bottle contained a special ointment that could take off his hair, so that he would no longer have to use a blade to shave his beard, so as not to accidentally hurt his handsome face.

"I see." The little paper man replied with a glance, and behind Ji Wuxian, he picked up the black bottle first.