Late at night, Qin Jianglan returned to the camp, and he would come back every night, but he just didn't show up.

Today, as usual, he was waiting nearby, not near.

Since Lin Huaizhu said those words to him, many details that he hadn't paid attention to before gradually surfaced in front of him, and he realized that he was indeed different from others to her, and the same thing was done by the other two apprentices, and he may not have this attitude.

And he understood this before because Lin Huaizhu not only knew his secret, but also helped him absorb the demonic qi in his body, and solved his big heart disease to be so tolerant of her.

Now that I think about it, even if there is part of this reason, he will not tolerate it, and it can even be said that she caused those things in the sect, no wonder the senior brother in charge wants to wonder if Lin Huaizhu is his illegitimate daughter, it is really unreasonable in terms of his character.

Not to mention that at that time, he was whipped because Lin Huaizhu broke the defense array of Yunhai Palace, resting in the bamboo forest, Lin Huaizhu was actually able to tie a red rope for him while he was asleep without alarming him, with his vigilance, how reassuring and trusting she must be to happen.

Qin Jianglan sat under a tree, touched the bracelet on his wrist, and slowly exhaled.

It turned out that he was already moved but didn't know it so long ago, which may be what everyone often calls the authorities' fans.

The moonlight is hazy, the silver light sprinkles mottled silhouettes through the branches and leaves, Qin Jianglan sits quietly with his eyes closed, breathing and breathing, and the surroundings are silent, he feels the breath of heaven and earth in the shadows.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he immediately stood up and walked eagerly towards the camp.

He seemed to smell the smell of the pot of wine that he had given him in the Lanxin Pavilion!

It was normal for Qin Jianglan to be so nervous, because he guessed that Lin Huaizhu bought this wine nine times out of ten, and his purpose was to lure him to appear.

He would have thought this way, and he guessed based on what had happened recently.

In the past few days, news has been transmitted to Fengling City, and they have learned that as early as before the opening of the secret realm of Fengling City, demon cultivators have frequently appeared in the Four Seas Continent, and anyone who sees a lonely spiritual cultivator will take action, regardless of whether the other party is alive or dead, he will run away in a hurry as soon as he succeeds, and he never loves to fight, which makes everyone feel very strange.

It doesn't look like a revenge hunt or a treasure hunt, why is that?

Although I don't know the purpose of the demon cultivation, at this time, there are injuries happening one after another in various parts of the Four Seas Continent, and it is the time for everyone to be on alert.

The camp is no better than the city, which is protected by city walls, defensive formations, and patrolling guards.

And the camp is at the foot of the mountain, there is no city wall to protect it, and there are many shelters around, if there is a demon cultivator hiding in it waiting for an opportunity to make a move, it is too late to keep his mind sharp, who dares to drink here?

Thinking about it, the one who is so bold is his apprentice.

Qin Jianglan sighed resignedly, walked into the tent, and was finally willing to meet her.

Lin Huaizhu came back from buying wine in the afternoon, hid the wine in Qin Jianglan's tent, and waited for the night when the black people were quiet to take it out and pat open the mud seal, and suddenly the aroma of wine overflowed and floated out of the tent.

Originally, she wanted to pretend that she had drunk wine, so as to take the opportunity to ask clearly, but the wine was so fragrant that she couldn't help it, so she tasted a small sip, and when Qin Jianglan came in, she saw her sitting cross-legged on the couch with a wine jar in her arms.

"Master, you're here!" Lin Huaizhu smiled at him and said, looking a little unconscious.

Qin Jianglan paused, stretched out his hand, and the tent was sounded, and the sound could not be transmitted, so he walked towards Lin Huaizhu and stopped three steps away.

"You're drunk." Qin Jianglan wanted to take the wine jar away from the air.

"No, no!" Lin Huaizhu hugged the jar in his arms, and said with a little sluggishness, "I'm not drunk!" ”

Qin Jianglan was silent: "You're not drunk, it's because the master wants to drink, can you give the jar to the master?" ”

"Good ......" Lin Huaizhu replied in a daze and gave him the jar.

Yin Li looked at her sea of consciousness and shook her head wordlessly.

As long as Qingyuan Daojun asked, she didn't say no.

Qin Jianglan breathed a sigh of relief with the wine jar, and was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't expect Lin Huaizhu to pounce from behind, lying behind him, hanging on his shoulder, and he subconsciously put his hands back, which was equivalent to carrying her on his back.

With a "bang", the jar fell and shattered into pieces, and the wine spilled on the ground and splashed on his feet.

"No, don't run!" Lin Huaizhu hugged him and said fiercely, "You took my wine jar and you are my person, you are not allowed to run!" ”

The corners of Yin Li's mouth twitched, and he silently covered his eyes, feeling that Lin Huaizhu had the potential to be the king of the mountain.

Of course, when she covered her eyes, she didn't forget to reveal a little bit between her fingers, so that she could continue to peek at this drama of "persecuting" the son of a good family.

Qin Jianglan was caught off guard by her, his body stiffened, a faint crimson appeared on his face, he didn't dare to move, he froze there, and said, "You let go of me first, I'll go buy a new altar and return it to you." ”

"New, what a new ......" Lin Huaizhu leaned on his shoulder, his eyes were about to match, and whispered, "I just need Master, not a new one!" ”

Qin Jianglan was silent, Xu saw that she was drunk, and his courage was much greater, even if he had a person hanging on his body, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and what he didn't dare to say before now he didn't have any hindrance to say it, "Huaizhu, you have been worshipping under my door since you were a child, and you have been growing up in Taichumen, where do you know what the relationship between men and women is all about." You will inevitably have illusions when you get along with me day and night in Liangyi Palace all day and night, in fact, it is only because you have a deep dependence on me that you will misunderstand that this is the relationship between men and women, but it is actually the emotion of relatives. ”

"Relatives......" Lin Huaizhu's brain was dizzy, and he was already talking by instinct, "Relatives...... Can you hug, kiss, and have children? ”

Qin Jianglan stiffened again, his face was no longer a faint layer of redness, his ears were red like a shrimp, and he only felt his heart beating faster, beating in his chest.

Lin Huaizhu only felt hot all over her body, especially her face was hot, she was originally lying on her stomach with her face to the right, but she turned her head and turned to the left, wanting to dissipate heat on her face, and did not forget to continue to sprinkle fierce material: "Master, you don't know, looking at you, I have even thought of the child's name." ”

Yin Li's eyes were wide open, and his ears were straight to eavesdrop, and he was speechless in his heart, this kid had already thought of going so far away!

Sure enough, it's a man of action.

Qin Jianglan avoided her before, because he was afraid that she was young and couldn't tell what the love between men and women was, and mistook dependence for something else, but when she said this at the moment, Rao is he has lived for more than 800 years, and he is still like a young man who has just fallen in love, and his mouth is dry, and he is a little flustered and at a loss.

"I ...... Eight hundred years older than you. Qin Jianglan tried to calm himself, and Qingling's voice was dyed with a different emotion and said.

More than 800 years old? What 800 years old?

Lin Huaizhu closed his eyes in a daze, and wanted to fall asleep, but as if he was hanging by something, his heart kept holding on and didn't dare to relax.

She frowned, and just wanted to close her eyes and sleep regardless of it, when a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, and she instantly sobered up a lot.

"Master is saying that if you are not more than 800 years older than me, you will accept me?" Lin Huaizhu asked with a pair of dark eyes, staring at his side face with a blazing eye.

"I ......" Qin Jianglan was stuck in speaking for the first time in history.

Lin Huaizhu had already heard what he meant and said: "Master thinks that he is eight hundred years older than me, so he can't accept me, that means that if he is not eight hundred years older than me, he is willing to accept me, is that what it means?" ”

"This ......" Qin Jianglan stuck for the second time.

"In other words......" Lin Huaizhu concluded, "Master actually likes me, is that what you mean?" ”

Qin Jianglan simply remained silent, adhering to the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, and remained silent.

"Me too, I like Master the most......" Lin Huaizhu's eyes closed slightly, and he muttered, "As long as I think that Master will have other fairies by his side in the future, I can't wait to ......"

Qin Jianglan was stunned: "What do you want?" ”

Lin Huaizhu's voice became smaller and smaller: "I can't wait to ......"

"What?"

"I wish you were a couple with the master." After Lin Huaizhu finished grunting, his eyes closed completely, and he slept on his shoulder.

And Qin Jianglan's face is already black at this moment.

Because he remembered the years when he was plagued by his senior brother, and the painting that he burned at that time.

At this time, a wooden boat traveling in the moonlight was rushing towards Fengling City.

Qingjia Daojun was standing at the bow of the boat looking ahead, suddenly sneezed, hurriedly hugged himself, and said to the people on the side: "Fei'er, go and help the teacher get a cloak." ”

Ye Fei looked at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Master, monks don't get sick, that sneeze you just now didn't have to be because of a cold." ”

"Let you go!" Qingjia Daojun glared at him unhappily, and said, "I still don't know if the monk won't catch a cold, let's go to Fengling City tomorrow, you go and get my best-looking cloak, and when tomorrow comes, I will wear this cloak and appear in front of everyone, which will definitely amaze everyone's eyes!" ”

The corners of Ye Fei's eyes trembled, and he went in to get the cloak without objection, but he didn't forget to secretly slander in his heart, Uncle Qingyuan will be here tomorrow, Master, it will be difficult for you to surprise everyone, give up!

Qin Jianglan didn't know the purpose of the senior brother in charge of the scene to surprise everyone, he was carrying Lin Huaizhu behind him at the moment, but he didn't hear the movement behind him for a long time, he turned his head a little, saw her lying on his stomach, thinking that she was really asleep, so he felt relieved, put her back on the bed, and looked at her with complicated eyes from the bright light emitted by Minghui in the tent.

He is not an indecisive person, when he heard Lin Huaizhu's confession, a little joy rose in his heart, but when he remembered what the monk who saved him that year said, the joy in his heart dissipated, and his mood couldn't help but sink.

He still remembered the monk's criticism of him at the beginning, saying that his life was lonely, and that those close to him would not die well, and this criticism was the same as the thing that had occupied his dantian for hundreds of years, turning into a big mountain, pressing on his heart, heavy, and not daring to forget it for a moment.

Qin Jianglan sat on the edge of the bed, his expression was vague under the dim light, his thin lips were pursed, and his face was solemn, showing such sharp lines for the first time.