Seeing the orange light shining through the crack of the door, Shen Wan let out a long sigh of relief: It's okay, it's just a dream.

Gently pushing the door open, she saw Beigong Han sitting by the window in a daze, and her hanging heart fell. The lines of his side face were the same as in her dreams, which made her feel inexplicably unreal.

"Beigong." She called softly, stubbornly though she knew the man would not hear; It seems that only in this way can you really feel the person in front of you.

Beigong Han bent his knees, his head rested on the crook of his arm, and sat sideways. There seemed to be a hint of confusion and loneliness in his dark eyes. Shen Wan's heart trembled suddenly, and she hooked the corners of her lips self-deprecatingly.

She wanted to become strong and crusade against that evil man for herself and Beigong. Therefore, he did not listen to any persuasion, and ignored the farewell, and when he said goodbye, there was little vulnerability and worry in the eyes of the strong man; She lied to him that everything was fine, but every time she laughed, her pale face always made him feel unjustifiably afraid. He didn't say anything, she knew everything, but she did it anyway; She's so headstrong and selfish.

"Little girl?!" The hoarse voice that had not spoken for a long time made her blame herself more and more after listening to it: Beigong is here, and there are almost no people she knows. She was the only one he knew, but he could only talk to him in the evening; This tacit agreement between them was broken by her own hands yesterday. Bitterness came to her heart, her eyes were slightly red, she glanced over, and sniffed. The man stood up suddenly, and with one arm he tightly wrapped Shen Wan in his arms.

The broad, warm chest relaxed her tense nerves, and she exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling the restrained and subtle tremor of the tall body, her nose ached, and she buried her face in the small space of his arm.

After a long time, their emotions gradually calmed down. Shen Wan smiled hard, making herself look relaxed. She took out the booklet that she placed close to her and wrote on it with spiritual power:

"I was tired yesterday and had a fever, so I couldn't come to see you, I'm sorry." She had deceived him once, and she was already extremely uncomfortable, and no matter what, she didn't want to lie to him a second time.

Seeing this, Beigong Han frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Little girl, if you want to become stronger, you can only achieve it under the premise of good health, right?" He pondered for a moment, as if he had made a decision:

"If you don't have anything important in the future, you don't have to come to see me. These days, when I went to the library pavilion, although Wu'er's condition was clueless, I saw a lot of interesting things, and I stayed there, secluded, and it was fine. ”

Shen Wan stared at the person in front of him without blinking, as if she wanted to see something in his eyes, but she didn't get anything. She asked softly:

"Really?"

Beigong Han understood the shape of her mouth, bent the corners of her lips, and said in a deep voice:

"Really."

Whether it's true or not, does it matter?

At least Beigong wants her to see that she is fine.

She has been willful so many times, this time, just listen to him.

"Okay, I got it."

There was a long silence between the two, and Beigong Han suddenly spoke, breaking the silence:

"Little girl, I never asked you about the origin of your name. Your parents came to see me a few days ago, and I only learned that your name is An here, although it is not a method of Shenzhou Continent, but ......" He hooked the corners of his lips: "Whether it is Shen Wan or An, it is very suitable for you." ”

Shen Wan raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, the corners of her mouth rose, she smiled, and wrote with fire strokes:

"Shen Wan was picked up by myself after leaving the Fire Clan." She raised her head, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and continued: "At that time, I saw a collection of poems from the Shenzhou Continent in the Fire Clan's books, and I especially liked your 'ancient charm', so I planned to get one for myself. 'Silent shadow Shen Bi', the artistic conception is extremely beautiful, Shen Tong Shen, so I take this as my surname; late, take the meaning of precipitation and fall, I am too impetuous on weekdays, and I want to encourage myself. ”

Beigong Han looked at the more beautiful and moving woman in front of him, compared with the first time he saw him, he was indeed much calmer and more stable.

"You did it." His deep voice came.

"Huh? What the? Shen Wan didn't react for a while.

"No longer as fiery as fire, no longer as rhetorical, no longer bold and rough-hearted. Ann, isn't it the meaning of stability? Little girl, I only wish that your anger and grievances don't have to precipitate. I'm here for you to vent. ”

Shen Wan raised his head, and a fine light flashed in his blue eyes, revealing the fluctuations in his heart. She suddenly approached and put her ear to Beigong's chest. There, a heart was beating vigorously. Hands around his waist, tightly.

She was speechless, and he understood.

I don't have to thank you.

……

In the dead of night, the ghosts lurking in the depths of the night are ready to move.

"How's the practice of the secret art I gave you?" A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness, and the tail note rustled, like a fallen leaf swept up by the wind, which made people feel unhappy in their hearts.

"Don't you see those masterpieces?" The voice was sweet, with a hint of dangerous excitement, as if asking for credit.

"Hmm...... Not bad, yes, worthy of being my good apprentice. The voice smiled with satisfaction.

"Huh, apprentice? No kidding, we're just a partnership, you know. The sweet voice suddenly turned cold, like an ice thorn piercing the heart, making people shudder.

"You're always like this, you can't make a joke, it's really boring."

"I'm not as boring as you. Instead of having this time to joke, it is better to think about what to do with the old man in Bingcheng. There was a hint of mockery in the sweet voice, but it quickly dissipated in the night, as if it had never been.

"How? He's just a pawn for us, so what? ”

"But after all, he is the head of the family...... Having mastered so many secrets of the Ice City, isn't it unkind to him like this......" said softly in a sweet voice, but as deadly as poison.

"Oh, then let him speak up and settle it. If you don't use that treasure, won't it be wasted? There was a casual nature in his hoarse voice, as if all he was discussing was what to eat tomorrow morning.

"Hehehe......" the sweet voice chuckled. Speaking of which, that kid, your people, don't seem to be able to solve it... Do you want me to help you? ”

"It's just an ant, you don't have to worry about it, you can do it at any time." The rustling voice laughed.

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"Mutual aid!"

By the window, a ray of golden light shone in, dissipating the demons and nightmares in the night.

"It's dawn." A light and sweet sigh sounded, as if coming from the white clouds hanging in the sky, too beautiful to be real.

……

Phantom Clan, palace pavilions.

Mu Ningjiu looked at everything antique, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Dad is really too spoiled, right? My mother loved the architectural style of the Shenzhou continent, so my father moved over for her as it was. Look at this palace, pavilions and water pavilions, it is no different from that over there! However, this familiar environment, after all, has lived by herself for more than ten years, and it has won her heart.

"Mu Mu, how have you been practicing these days?"

Mu Changfeng was slumped on the table at this time, and a slight snoring sounded. Mu Ningjiu couldn't help frowning: Wasn't he still awake just now? Why did you fall asleep in an instant...... Hey, he must be tired from practicing, so let him sleep a little longer. She shook her head helplessly, and saw Xiao Luo walking slowly with three cups of tea. She smiled and called:

"Xiao Luo, you're here." Who knew that Mu Changfeng, who had fallen asleep until he was unconscious, trembled all over, and was woken up by the name shouted by Mu Ningjiu. His back was straight, and he was whistling as if nothing had happened, very different from the one who had just fallen asleep. The corners of Mu Ningjiu's mouth twitched: What did Xiao Luo do to make Mu Mu so jealous of this name in his dreams......

"Sister, this is this year's new tea, you can taste it." Xiao Luo didn't seem to see Mu Changfeng sleeping, and chatted with Mu Ningjiu without a match. Mu Changfeng on the side secretly looked at Xiao Luo with his residual vision, comforting himself: He really didn't find out, right? Well! He must not have noticed it, otherwise he would have shown that signature smile a long time ago...... Alas, fortunately, it was fortunate that dinner would not have been settled.

In the past few days, Xiao Luo has personally cooked different dishes for Mu Changfeng to eat, and raised his mouth. If you suddenly don't eat for a day, you won't feel well. Mu Ningjiu said that he was addicted. But isn't it inevitable that you will become addicted to such food? He smacked his lips, shook his head and thought about what to eat at night, Mu Ningjiu on his side suddenly stood up, he looked up, and heard her say:

"You have a lot of work to do, right? Then I won't bother you, ...... for dinner" Before she finished speaking, Xiao Luo threw out an elegant smile:

"Welcome aboard." Mu Changfeng pursed his lips: Hmph, Xiao Luo has nothing to do to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief! How many times has he told him clearly, his sister has someone, but he doesn't listen! Although he didn't want to go to that demon, it seemed that only by telling Shang Jin Xiao Luo's intentions in person could Xiao Luo stay away from his sister.

"Mumu, you train well, I'm leaving." Mu Ningjiu said goodbye to him with a smile. Mu Changfeng had a stirring in his mind, and suddenly got up quickly, with a bright smile on his face, and said to Xiao Luo:

"Then Master, I'm also going to train, bye bye......" Although Xiao Luo didn't seem to see it when he was sleeping just now, he Mu Changfeng couldn't take this risk, the farther away from this city monster, the safer he was. The front foot had already stepped forward, but it was suddenly pulled back with a strong force. He gritted his teeth and reluctantly rushed forward again, only to find that the back of his neck was pressed and he couldn't move at all. He closed his eyes resignedly, and Xiao Luo's deep and pleasant voice came from his ears:

"You leave it for the teacher." The strength in his neck suddenly disappeared, he opened his eyes, and glanced at the man in Tsing Yi who was sitting comfortably drinking tea. He rolled his eyes, looked behind him again, and then looked down at the ground, pretending that nothing had happened, for fear of being discovered by him. Xiao Luo took in his little expression, smiled lowly, and exposed his careful thoughts:

"If you dare to escape, you can enjoy a candlelit dinner with Ning Ning as a teacher." The tail note rises slightly, like the low voice of a cello, revealing a hint of playfulness.