Inside the bamboo house.

"Master." Le Zheng also shouted.

Bai Xuan suddenly turned around.

"Where do I sleep?" Le Zheng was also at a loss, "It's impossible to squeeze a bed with you, right?" ”

He didn't seem to see anything wrong with his words.

Bai Xuan frowned, went into the inner room, and took a futon and put it on the couch outside.

"Let's deal with it for one night." Bai Xuan said.

Still so detached and indifferent.

Le Zheng also thought that today's dinner could shorten the distance a little, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

People don't want to stay with an iceberg every day.

Every day in front of the iceberg face, freezing can freeze you to death.

It seems that he has played the nature of a warm man!

Soft doesn't work...

Well... Then come hard.

No, no, no!

He can't beat Shizun.

The devil knows how high this guy's cultivation is now.

Even if he hasn't even learned the sword now, the three-legged cat kung fu on his body, Shizun estimates that one finger can crush him.

So for the sake of his own safety, he can only play his strengths.

Be a plugged-in little sun.

If the hard ones don't work, then I'll...

On behalf of the sun melting you!

After Le Zheng also made up his mind in his heart, he happily went to make his bed.

Bai Xuan looked at his inexplicable sudden change, and turned into the inner room speechlessly.

The candles were extinguished in the house.

Le Zheng also crossed Erlang's legs, lying on the couch, with his hands under his head, looking at the roof, and then turned his head to look at Zi Lingzi who was lying quietly beside his pillow, the feathers on his tail exuding a soft halo in the night.

He gently smoothed the flower on its forehead with his hand, and Zi Lingzi, who was sleeping, hummed softly and comfortably.

He smiled.

And so the first day of the introduction passed.

It always feels a little unreal.

It has been more than ten years since I crossed to this Jade Water Continent unrealistically, and compared to it, it seems that there is really nothing more unreal than this bloody crossing.

Growing up in this world to the present, he also thought about whether he could go back to see the previous world, but as he got older and older, he no longer thought about this, and he didn't have those thoughts, and he was at ease, since he came to this world, he still had a home in this life, a strict and selfless father, a gentle mother, and a brother who regarded him as a jewel, and what else was not satisfied, and what he couldn't ask for in his previous life.

He already has it in this life.

Oh, yes, now he has one more person who is cold, arrogant, paralyzed, and cherishes words like gold, well... There is also a trace of dislike for his head master.

Isn't today's life exactly what he can't ask for?

You should learn to be satisfied.

Smiled silently.

Thinking about it, I also felt a little sleepy, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

At this time.

Bai Xuanyin stood behind the curtain, looking through the gap in the curtain at the quiet but unsightly person sleeping on the purple wooden couch.

Over the years, the calm state of mind no longer seems to be the same as before, without ripples, although there are not too many thoughts, but there seems to be a slight change.

He has passed many stormy nights alone, and no one has spoken to him, and no one has sat down or eaten with him.

Perhaps before today, he had long forgotten what it was like to have people around him, and the simple and simple food tasted so sweet because of the people.

Everything about this day seemed to him like an unreal dream, as if it shattered at the touch and dissipated as soon as he woke up.

There was a moment, and only a moment.

He had thought about it, if it was a dream.

Then he will sleep all the time, and that's it.

Le Zheng also curled up slightly, he silently picked up the thin blanket from his couch, walked out of the curtain, bent down slightly, and gently covered the blanket on Le Zhengye's body, for fear of waking up the sleeping person, his heart was as thin as silk.

Then he saw that Le Zheng was also sleeping quietly, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, he half-closed his eyes, and gently brushed the hair that fell from his ears, and then turned back to the inner room.

The years are quiet.

This night, different "dreams", the same night.