The festival lasts for several days.

Wen Sheng This time, as soon as it was dawn, he pulled Pei Yan and walked in the direction of the "palace".

There... It felt very different to her.

"Last night, went out?"

Leaving Jingyue Palace, Pei Yan hurriedly asked Wen Sheng.

He meant to keep up.

But at night, Jingyue Palace was full of fog, as if there was some formation, and he followed Wen Sheng's breath countless times, but he was trapped in place.

When he was about to use his aura to break through the obstacle almost regardless of the recklessness, he saw the figure of the girl.

"Well, Madame asked me to play chess." Wen Sheng blinked, a little embarrassed.

She confessed her liking to Madame.

This is the third person in this world who knows his mind.

Why did you say it?

Unguarded.

Pei Yan noticed the dodge that flashed in Wen Sheng's eyes, and quietly took Wen Sheng's hand: "Is it cold?" ”

In the Jingyue Palace, there are floating beads all over the place.

Wen Sheng needs to remain in a "weak" state all the time, and he must be uncomfortable when the cold wind blows.

Wen Sheng had to divide a little bit of his mind in his hands.

The boy's palm was wide, enclosing her hand entirely.

Wen Sheng has never felt so down-to-earth.

This feeling....

It's like going to a temple fair when I was a child, people come and go, and if you are led... You will never be afraid of getting lost.

Not afraid of separation.

[Cub, what kind of do you like Pei]

The CP boss who has been going on for a long time finally couldn't help but ask this sentence.

The cub's mind is too strange.

Wen Sheng: "....."

She's just... It's just a lack of love.

Pei Yan didn't get a response for a long time, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the girl's eyes on the side fell on the hands of the two of them, and the corners of her mouth curled, revealing a good-looking smile.

"Shengsheng ....."

Pei Yan was drunk, in that smile.

Two words blurted out involuntarily, with a nostalgia that he didn't even realize himself.

That's great.

Wen Sheng.

That's nice.

He has struggled in the dark swamp all these years, accustomed to seeing the ugliness of the world, accustomed to those gratuitous malice and indifference......

There is also the immortal gate chasing and killing.....

He cut off his hands and feet and broke a bone to survive.

But he's the reincarnation of a demon god.... Those wounds could be healed, and his flesh could be strengthened.

If you can't kill him, you can only make him stronger.

The reincarnation of the demon god is really a curse.

He thought that he would only live for hatred in this life and slaughter all the immortals.......

Thinking of this, Pei Yan clenched Wen Sheng's hand.

Immortal Gate?

Nanling Mountain should not be considered an immortal gate.

Such... They're not on the opposite side either!

He has never been so grateful to fate for allowing him to intersect with Nanling Mountain and bond with her.

"Madame, there's a problem." Wen Sheng felt the force in his hand, and temporarily suppressed the sweetness in his heart.

Pei Yan nodded: "Hmm." ”

Wen Sheng: "......"

Pei Yan pulled Wen Sheng and walked towards the palace with a familiar car.

Blessed by a small aura, the two of them were extremely fast.

It's back to the mansion of yesterday.

"Tsk." Wen Sheng looked at the palace and hesitated for a moment.

That feeling was gone last night.

"Let's go."

Pei Yan took Wen Sheng's hand and knocked on the door of the palace.

Wen Sheng: "Hmm......"

It's very... Worn-out.

There is not even a guard in front of the door.

Soon, the door opened.

A familiar face appeared in front of the two.

Wen Sheng took a deep breath: "He... Ho Lord? ”

He Xiu!?

Wen Sheng was caught off guard and saw this headache-inducing face, and really wanted to slap it.

"Yo, Miss Wen! What a coincidence! ”

He Xiu looked at Wen Sheng with a smile, his narrow eyes narrowed together, full of meaning.

Wen Sheng's face was expressionless: "What a coincidence." ”

Laughing to death.

If He Xiu hadn't come specifically to block them, she would have washed her hair upside down.

"Miss Wen was thinking about the son of the world last night, and she will come today......" He Xiu turned sideways and made a way, "The son of the world is lonely, and Miss Wen should be welcome." ”

Wen Sheng: "Haha. ”

The Son of Loneliness...... He Xiu's words really made her fists itch.

Before Wen Sheng could speak, the scimitar broke through the air, setting off a small storm.

The sharp blade could stop at He Xiu's neck.

There is no aura, but it is all killing intent.

A strand of hair fluttered.

Fall to the ground.

He Xiu held his breath, and for a moment, he even felt that he was going to die.

Coming soon... He couldn't even condense his aura.

Even though the young man in front of him had put away the knife, his heart was still beating wildly.

The threat of death has not yet dissipated.

The air is still, and even you have to be careful to breathe.

Wen Sheng reached out and patted him in the ear, laughing, breaking the terrifying silence.

"There are mosquitoes."

Wen Sheng smiled simply, handed his hand up, and sure enough, he saw the corpse of a mosquito.

"My brother is helping Lord He cut mosquitoes."

Wen Sheng saw that He Xiu didn't speak, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he continued.

He Xiu: ???

He Xiu's face was dull, obviously not fully composed.

But he looked at Wen Sheng's gaze as if he was looking at a fool.

Mosquito?

Chop?

Can these two words come together?

Killing chickens with a knife is not worthy of Wen Sheng's sentence.

"Please ......"

After coming back to his senses, He Xiu put away the smile on his face and glanced at Pei Yan quite jealously.

...

Yunxu Shizi, double ten years.

Dressed in white, the clothes are embroidered with landscape chrysanthemums, and the hem of the clothes is smudged by ink, elegant and elegant.

"Two distinguished guests, there is a disappointment."

The brush in Yunxu Shizi's hand did not stop, watching the two of them coming, and said softly.

"Tsk." He Xiu clasped his hands around his chest and glanced at Shizi with disdain.

Turn around and go.

But Wen Sheng could feel that He Xiu was outside the courtyard, leaning against the wall.

"I've admired the name for a long time, and I'm here to pay a visit." Wen Sheng blinked, although the words were said to Yunxu Shizi, but his eyes had already swept the courtyard inch by inch.

Not...

There is no special feeling.

And last night... It's not the same at all.

Thinking of the strange laws and regulations in the city, Wen Sheng felt that the two were mostly related.

Yunxu Shizi glanced at Wen Sheng, and a chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you here to buy paintings?"

Wen Sheng: ......

"My dantian has been abolished, and I can't draw qi into my body, so I have long been no different from a wasted person."

"Besides, poetry and landscapes make me yearn for it even more."

"If the lord is not at ease, he can arrest me."

"It's really chilling to send people to test people day by day."

Yunxu Shizi put away the last bit of a smile, and his tone was cold.

Wen Sheng was silent.

Dantian was abolished?

Joke.

The person in front of him has the cultivation of the early stage of Jindan.

In Yunshuijian, it can already be regarded as the ceiling level of combat power.

There is something special on his body that covers up his cultivation, but he can't escape the detection of the system.

Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Interesting.

But that's not something they should worry about, what they should worry about is......

"Does the prince know that next door to you, a groom died?"

Wen Sheng didn't care about Yunxu Shizi's questioning, and threw out his own question.