In Wen Ran's impression, although her father has a good face, he is actually an ordinary bad old man, who tells her every day that she can't do this, can't do that, and often has stomach aches because of his age.

For his cognition, many people say that he is not clear about women's affairs, and sometimes the disciples will discuss a sentence or two in private, which is almost forgotten, when he was young, he was also known as a generation of genius sword cultivators.

Behind Wen Xun, there was a row of juniors, Qiushui and a few of them looked very well-behaved, as children who had been restrained by their elders at home, they now recognized the situation very well, for example, Wen Xun was not easy to mess with now.

Wen Xun put away the sword in his hand, and he had a calm face, "I told you that you can't come to the Northern Regions. ”

Shen Bei took a step forward, first bowed in a regular manner, and then said, "Master, I didn't take care of my junior sister well......"

"Shen Be, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to say much." Wen asked: "I don't know how many pounds and taels my daughter has?" If you hadn't protected her this time, she might have been buried in the snowstorm. ”

Wen Ran was not angry, because what Wen Xun said was the truth, she came here and insisted on going her own way, and she didn't think that Shen Bei would take the blame on her behalf, she asked, "Why are you here?"

Wen Xun laughed angrily, "If I don't come, you still plan to be trapped in this mountain, and you don't know if you can come out in the Year of the Monkey?" ”

Wen Ran looked back at the completely collapsed mountain, and she asked again, "Aren't you afraid of killing me with a sword?"

"With Shen Bei here, I won't kill you with a sword, if I really kill you, then it's okay, people in the province are angry with me every day."

Old man Wen was probably angry, in the past, when something happened to Wen Ran, whether it was right or wrong, he would coax her in a low voice, but now he talks with a gun and a stick, and it seems that he wants to beat her.

Wen Ran took a few steps forward and stretched out her face, "If you want to fight, you can fight, anyway, you saved me this time, and I will admit that you hit me." ”

Wen Xun said in a weird manner: "You are quite reasonable."

"I've always had a grudge."

Wen Xun was really angry, he raised his hand, but looking at his daughter's fresh and beautiful face, that hand stopped in mid-air, why couldn't he fight.

Finally he glared at her and walked away.

Qiushui and his party hurried over, "Wen Ran, are you okay?" ”

Wen Ran shook her head, "I'm fine." ”

Xiaobai said: "Qiushui, I just said that they will be fine, even if they don't split the mountain, they will grow out of the ground next year."

Qiushui glanced at Xiaobai, and had nothing to say about Xiaobai's IQ.

Qi Buyu helped Tang Ling, who was still weak, and he said with great admiration: "Miss Wen, your father actually only made such a sword, such a high, such a big mountain, and it was suddenly divided into two!"

Tang Ling also held up his spirit and said: "It is worthy of Senior Brother Shen's master, it would be good if I could ask one or two questions."

Wen Ran said in her heart, if they knew what her father really looked like, they probably wouldn't be so worshipful.

Another person walked over, "Senior brother, senior sister." ”

Shen Bei, who had been guarding Wen Ran's side, glanced at the person who came over, and his tone was light, "Third Senior Brother, why are you here too?" ”

Luo Huai said: "I am accompanying Master down the mountain, Senior Sister, this is your sword."

"My Luoxia!" Wen Ran hurriedly stretched out her hand to take it, and she said happily: "I thought I couldn't find it back."

Luo Huai looked at Wen Ran's heartless appearance, then looked back at the back that was fading away in the wind and snow, and whispered to Wen Ran: "Senior sister, don't you know, the master picked up your Luoxia Sword, thinking that you had encountered an accident, and he was in a hurry on the spot and vomited a mouthful of blood."

Wen Ran looked up, "Huh? ”

Luo Huai said again: "Although Master, he used to be a little ...... Confused, but I think Master really loves my sister. ”

Wen Ran's eyes fell on the back of the person who had gone away, she was holding her Luoxia Sword, and the emotions in her heart were strange and she couldn't find the right words to describe them.

They returned to the Boundless City, and the way back was easier than the road they came, and they did not encounter any more attacks from the ice beasts, of course, the main reason was that the ice beasts were almost killed by them.

The encounter along the way made the group tired, and when they returned to the inn, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Wen Ran was lying on the table, staring at the patterns on the teacup without a little sleep.

A young man's voice came from behind him, "Ranran, aren't you sleepy?" ”

Wen Ran turned to look over, but seeing that the young man lying on the bed was sleepy-eyed, he was already sleepy, but he still had to try to stay awake by himself, and his eyes were unwilling to leave the girl sitting there.

His long hair was scattered, and a few strands of black hair slipped down his cheeks, making his complexion more and more white as jade, and he rolled up the quilt with a lazy expression, watching her blink from time to time, with a different style.

Wen Ran asked, "Do you have to sleep in my room?"

"It smells like it." He half-squinted his eyes and smiled softly, revealing a hint of satisfaction.

Wen Ran couldn't help but walk over after all, sat down on the edge of the bed, and covered the quilt tightly for him, he stretched out his hand, grabbed her hand and refused to let go.

Wen Ran was also caught by him, she said, "Shen Jiaojiao."

"Huh?" He has a tired voice, his eyes are raised, and he looks sleepy and comfortable, which is particularly endearing.

Wen Ran endured it, so she didn't kiss it, she whispered, "What kind of person do you think my father is?"

"The strength is very strong, but without pure sword intent, that's it."

It is not an easy task to be evaluated by someone as conceited as him as strong.

Wen Ran said: "There is no pure sword intent, why?"

"Ranran......" He pulled her down on the bed with a force on his hand, and then he lifted the quilt and wrapped her in it, wrapping it around her.

Wen Ran hurriedly said, "I haven't taken off my shoes yet!"

She quickly kicked her shoes, otherwise she wouldn't want to sleep in this bed tonight!

Shen Bei looked at her flustered appearance, a smile overflowed in his dark eyes, he rubbed her face, and slipped one hand down her shoulder.

Wen Ran's body suddenly tensed, looking at him nervously.

His hand was on her chest, and he felt his heartbeat as he curled his eyes, "Because there's nothing here." ”

“…… What's missing? ”

"Dao Heart." Shen Bei lazily lay on her body and said slowly, "So his sword intent is not pure."

"What about you?"

Shen Bei lowered her eyes, and her face was reflected in her dark eyes.

"Do you have a Dao heart?"

He smiled slowly, "I didn't." ”

"Then what were you thinking about when you made a move?"

"Killing kills for blood."

Therefore, his chaotic moves are always for bloodthirsty purposes.

But now, he raised his head and stared at her for a long time, and the light coming in from the window adorned his dark eyes, and there was more light.

"But now, I'm going to want to protect Rana more," he said.

The heartbeats felt by his subordinates became more and more out of rhythm.

He looked at her with joyful eyes, "Ranran, I'm so sensible, can you kiss me?" ”

Wen Ran kept a straight face, glanced at the hand that was placed on her chest and refused to move, she was expressionless, "Shen Be, you are addicted to touching, right?" ”

He blinked innocently, as if the person who had forgotten to take his hand away was not him.