Bihu looked at the man in front of him, his arm stiffened in his hand.

How to answer?

"If Senior Brother Cheng found out, he would definitely kill you immediately."

The words Xie Qianyun said were still echoing in his ears, and Bihu glanced at Cheng Hengchuan with a gentle and probing expression, and opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"It's okay, don't say it if you don't want to." He didn't seem to care about the answer, and explained as he threw on a thin layer of powder, "I just wanted to ask if you were in trouble."

Bihu leaned over, wanting to see his expression clearly: "If I don't say it, won't you ask?"

"yes, don't ask." As soon as he raised his head, he met the misty eyes of the blue lake, "There are some things you don't want to say, and I won't get any results if I ask them, just wait until you want to say it and tell me that day."

After speaking, he gently touched the wound on Bihu's arm: "Does it still hurt? Senior sister has been pampered in Qingyoumen, but she never thought that she would be so malicious to you, and she would be so ruthless."

"No......" she wanted to explain, but looking at the man's concerned face, she forgot Shicai's nervousness for a moment, and her brain changed her mouth as soon as it was hot, "Cheng Hengchuan, it hurts so much."

The coquettish tone tickled back and forth between his heart like a feather, and these wet eyes seemed to be able to reach the bottom of his heart.

For some reason, he is so kind and fond of Bihu, this feeling seems to exist naturally in his body, like a seed that has not sprouted, as long as he meets her, he meets the sun and water, and some things grow on their own.

An uncontrollable emotion broke out of the parched heart, which was as green as the blue lake.

He loosely grasped the woman's wrist, fearing that he would break it with more force, and leaned down to blow her wounds: "When I was young, I was often injured, and if Master blows on the wound like this, it won't hurt."

The cool breath exhaled from the man's mouth and touched the skin, and the place where it was blown was itchy and numb, like a naughty ant walking back and forth.

Her heart was beating hard.

Is this the wishful husband written in the book?

I don't know how long I have lived in Cuihu, and I have seen all kinds of people, those faces are stunned and frightened, and their mouths are begging for mercy and cursing, no one has ever been so gentle with her.

"That's good." Her gaze was soft as water, "You're really nice, can I follow you all the time?"

Without waiting for him to answer, Bihu tugged at the man's sleeve as if he was afraid of being abandoned: "Don't say no! You're the best for me here, and I want you to continue to be my friend."

The woman's longing melted the glacier in his heart, and he was full of pity for the blue lake.

At a young age, he struggled to make a living alone, why did he drink raw blood? Why is it unsophisticated? He couldn't guess or see clearly.

It's just that in the face of this face, he no longer has the reason to delve into it: "Of course you can, I will definitely protect you well."

These words blurted out without thinking, and it seemed that even the speaker was startled, Cheng Hengchuan straightened up consciously, not daring to look at Bihu's face.

Guarding, what a great responsibility this is, why was he so easy to say?

He had said that he wanted to protect the people, and he had also said that he would protect the Qingyou Gate, but it was a mission that had been instilled in his mind since the beginning of his practice, so why did he say such a big word to a woman he had known for a short time?

Cheng Hengchuan asked himself, what is his true thought?

Maybe she's miserable, maybe she's acting weirdly, but what's the matter? Now he just wants to protect her with everything he has, and this fatalistic feeling arises spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, and there is no reason for it.

Bihu happily shook his hand when he heard this, and his words were full of sincerity: "I remember, and I will protect you well."

Cheng Hengchuan's face instantly turned red like a boiled shrimp, he was happy in his heart, and stammered: "Arm, arm is not wrapped in gauze yet......

Bihu obediently handed his hand to him: "If you are lighter, I will hurt."

Cheng Hengchuan blew on the wound lightly, took gauze and carefully wrapped it on his forearm, tied a beautiful bow, helped her straighten her sleeves and instructed, "Recuperate well these days, eyes and

Keep your arms in order, and I'll call you when we're gone."

Bihu vigorously grabbed Cheng Hengchuan: "But I want to be with you, I will be afraid here."

He couldn't help but touch Bihu's head, and coaxed a child to be patient: "Then I'll take you with me, but not at this moment, Yang Shouzuo is leaving tomorrow, and I still have something to say to him."

"Okay, you go, I'll wait for you here." Bihu nodded like a cat and sent him away with sparkling eyes.

As Cheng Hengchuan closed the door, the mirror returned to calm, Linghua put the heart mirror into the wooden box, turned back to Heng Gu and Ning Suhe and said, "It seems that they have signs at this time."

Ning Suhe smacked his tongue: "This is too fast, isn't it? After checking the case in the ghost domain, they came back with such a numbness, and in a few days, their children will be born."

"Why is it so exaggerated, I look at this is just right, people who are in love with each other have to hold hands and hug each other, so that they can feel each other's love." Heng Gu was still unsatisfied and envious, and after speaking, he quietly glanced at Linghua's reaction, and saw that she was still calm, and secretly pursed his mouth and did not continue.

Ning Suhe nodded matter-of-factly: "It's supposed to be like this, love has to be expressed, but it is also necessary to understand and then hold hands, they are not familiar with it yet."

"Indeed, it is strange that they seem to be in love with each other before they know each other, as if they were attracted to each other at first sight." Linghua ignored Heng Gu's gaze and thought calmly, "Let's take a look again, maybe we can find out the key."

On the second day, when the sun was rising.

Yang Xichi dealt with the affairs of Qingyoumen, and he had to leave first, and before he left, he called Linghua and Henggu to the room alone.

"Yesterday's poor gaffe, please forgive me." The first thing I said when I saw them was to apologize.

After the two of them showed that it was okay, Yang Xichi bowed his head: "Poor Dao slept restlessly all night, and after considering the proposal of the two, I decided to deploy the fortifications against Jiang Caokong in advance, and I have sent a message to the experienced disciples to find spiritual weapons to refract the array."

Seeing Linghua and Heng Gu's happy faces, he also smiled: "Heaven has arranged everything, maybe you are the answer to the puzzle."

"Daoist's entrustment Linghua is also not forgotten, I hope we can trace back to the source and crack the trace." Linghua's voice was as firm as ever.

Yang Xichi nodded with a smile, took out the remnant mirror from his sleeve and handed it to Linghua: "The broken mirror has been purified, and the resentment inside and the void built on it no longer exist."

He took out another letter and put it on the table: "This is the news from Anxian County and Yuncheng, Miss Jin has been buried, and she is reported to be sick and dead.

Zhang Kaiyuan was brought to court by a non-governmental mutual aid organization in Yuncheng, and the matter has been boiling, and there will be a result soon."

Linghua took the letter and read it through Heng Gu, and suddenly felt a little empty. Everything she has participated in has nothing to do with her, but the progress of events has not changed dramatically because of her absence.

Maybe she is just a small chess piece in the torrent of time, nothing in the course of fate.

Linghua was in a complicated mood, and he wanted to say a lot and swallowed it back into his stomach, but he didn't say lightly: "Thank you, the road ahead is unknown, take care of yourself, and communicate in time."

Yang Xichi left Peach Blossom Village without saying much, Cheng Hengchuan and Bihu both came to see each other, and Xie Qianyun and Chu Chunxi were nowhere to be seen.

Bihu was not interested in Yang Xichi, but kept staring at Linghua, and stretched out his hand to touch her face: "I seem to really know you."

Linghua's body stiffened by this sudden touch, she didn't expect Bihu to be such a direct person, and took a step back to dodge: "Why do you say that?"

"I don't know, but I have a feeling when I see you." She touched her heart, "It's the same feeling as seeing Cheng Hengchuan."

Heng Gu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he hurriedly took Linghua into his arms: "She is already famous, don't beat her idea."

Cheng Hengchuan saw that Bihu was interested in Linghua, and stepped forward to explain, "Bihu has an innocent temperament and has no malice towards his wife."

Before he finished speaking, the two women in the distance were late, and they looked at the direction where Yang Xichi walked away and said with false regret: "Oh, why didn't the first seat wait for us and return it to him."

and the fruit bought."

Xie Qianyun saw that Cheng Hengchuan had seen them, and ran over with small steps to take out a red fruit and handed it to him: "Senior Brother Cheng, why don't you eat it."

Cheng Hengchuan had a lot of complaints about Xie Qianyun's style, and was thinking about how to refuse, Bihu took the red fruit and put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully: "It's so sour!"

She stretched out her hand and asked Xie Qianyun, "Do you still have it?" I still want to eat it."

Xie Qianyun's face immediately collapsed, but because Cheng Hengchuan's face was not good, he gave her a bag of red fruits with a false smile: "Eat hard, give it to you."

Bihu took the red fruit and dragged Cheng Hengchuan to leave, but Xie Qianyun had already opened his mouth one step earlier: "Senior brother, there are some things I want to tell you alone."

Cheng Hengchuan patted Bihu's hand and walked to the side with Xie Qianyun. Bihu stood in place holding the red fruits, staring at their backs with a faint gaze.

"Senior brother, I know you are kind to that girl, but you still have to be careful of her, she is of unknown origin and drinks raw blood, so it is hard to guarantee that she is not here to grab the sword.

Before, Chun'er and I were too harsh on her and said some ugly things, don't mind, senior brother, it's all for the sake of the task. Now that my brother is looking at her, I am also relieved."

Xie Qianyun said and scratched the back of his hand with his fingertips, intentionally or unintentionally: "Senior brother, I was also very worried when you fell into the ghost domain a few days ago, but I didn't help anything, and it made you angry, so let's not be angry."

She handed over an invitation: "At the Peach Blossom Restaurant at noon today, it is the atonement banquet between me and Chun'er, please come alone, don't bring anything with you."

Cheng Hengchuan frowned, hesitated for a moment and accepted the invitation: "Okay, today at noon, Peach Blossom Restaurant."

Xie Qianyun nodded with satisfaction: "We are waiting for you on the second floor, don't forget."

He watched the two of them walk away, and turned back to look for Bihu, while she was the only one standing alone at the door of the inn.

"My sister and I grew up together, and this friendship is precious, and I don't want to make too much trouble." He showed her the invitation, "Do you know the words?"

Bihu casually put the red fruit in his arms, and pointed to the words one by one as he walked: "Master, brother...... What kind of word is that?"

Cheng Hengchuan looked at it: "Sincerely, this word has two meanings, one is cautious, and the other is respectful."

"So she respectfully invited you to dinner?" Bihu raised his eyes to look at him innocently.

"They sincerely want to repair relations with me, they are all people of the same sect, and I can't refuse if I don't look up and look down." He helped Bihu open the door, "Not everything can come according to your own nature."

"Is that so?" Bihu pondered for a while, and then stood on the stool, half a head taller than Cheng Hengchuan.

She lowered her body and touched his head: "Don't be sad, if you can't refuse, just go, just come back early, I'm still waiting for you here."

After speaking, she jumped down and landed right in front of Cheng Hengchuan, tilting her head with a smile and asking him, "I'm okay with you too?"

An atmosphere that only the two of them could understand was in the air, and the smile transitioned from the corners of Bihu's mouth to Cheng Hengchuan's face.

"Good, you're good."