The man in black took out a money bag from his waist and handed it to her, and said lightly: "If you need anything, you can go to the market."

Wen Cha took the money bag and looked at it, and there was a piece of gold inside, real money.

Slaying demons or something, it's really making money.

"Thank you." The corners of her eyes curved, stared at the man in black, and said, "After all these days of getting along, I don't know, the Taoist is famous?"

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and secretly said that she had not changed her personality when she turned into a human body.

"Si Zi, a search."

Si Xun.

"That chief has to remember, my name is Xiaocha," Wen Cha's money bag winked at him, "It's not called Maomao." ”

Mao Mao or something, that's a shame!

The system that shrank in his head secretly muttered a few times and decided not to talk to Wen Cha for a week.

If she remembered that she had also called Mao Mao or something, wouldn't she be dragged out and hacked to death?

The man in black had a momentary change of color, holding the fingers hanging by his side slightly, the corners of his mouth moved, and he couldn't say a word.

Wen Cha saw that his face did not change, and he looked indifferent, so he felt very upset.

After losing my memory before, stupid, always looking for a sense of existence in people, now I have my memory restored, and I am so embarrassed to think about it, especially when I think of myself jumping up and down, squeaking and squeaking, it is just spicy eyes.

The man in black didn't seem to have any intention of communicating with her more, leaning against the door on the side, his lips were thin, and his expression was cold, no different from an iceberg.

Wen Cha continued to eat the nuts, and when he was full, it was not early.

The man in black had no idea of finding a place to sleep.

Wen Cha rubbed his shoulders on the side, wanting to say whether men and women should kiss or not, but the man in black glanced sideways slightly and glanced in her direction, "There is a change tonight, I live with you." ”

With that, he walked over to the table and sat down, closing his eyes and resting.

Wen Cha was dumbfounded: "...... "She's a monster, but she's also a banshee, okay?" Do you want to be so casual?

The man in black didn't notice her entanglement, and his fingers kept pressing on the hilt of the sword, only moving his fingertips, declaring his inner unpeace.

Wen Cha lay on the bed and peeked at the side of his face a few times.

To be honest, he is not bad-looking, at least better than everyone else she has met, with sword eyebrows, a high nose, thin lips, angular outlines, deep facial features, and a very temperamental temperament.

If it weren't for his messy hair and the black cloth on his eyes, he would be a proper male god.

Wen Cha looked at it and was a little curious, what did his eyes look like?

Her instincts told her that he wasn't blind, at least because of his blindfolded style, he shouldn't be blind.

"Si Xun ......"

She whispered his name.

The man looked at her unexpectedly, his white chin slightly raised, as if asking her what was wrong.

Wen Cha's eyes rolled and asked, "How old are you this year?"

The man in black let go of his hand on the hilt of his sword and said, "Six out of twenty."

Twenty-six years old, in ancient times, he was the father of several children.

"Do you have a wife?"

The man in black's peaceful breath was slightly chaotic, as if he couldn't understand what she was asking for.

In line with her stupidity along the way, he didn't think much about it, didn't hide it, and replied, "None."

Then he asked something that did not fit his character: "Why do you ask this?"

Wen Cha laughed twice, "I'm just curious, but I didn't expect you to be so old and not even married." ”

Man in Black: Is "......" twenty-six years old old?

Warm tea: "......" was very old in ancient times~

However, she didn't answer, and continued to ask: "The monsters around you are afraid of you, do you have a master?"

The man in black shook his head.

Wen Cha confirmed his identity with the system in his heart, Si Xun was an orphan, he was born without parents, and he was born with a problem with his eyes, and he was covered with a black cloth from a very young age.

He really didn't have a master, but he had his own chances, and through some kind of opportunity, he learned the secret method.

Although the system can't find out what this secret method is, through the previous performance in the Ten Thousand Demon Array, I am afraid that it is a kind of sky-breaking thing.

This is the character of the golden thighs.

Thinking so, Wen Cha's tone immediately softened: "These days, thank you for protecting me along the way."

"No thanks." Si Xun put his hand back on the sword, felt the trembling of the blade, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly: "The death of your clan, although it was not done by my own hands, but it has a great relationship with me, I am bound to avenge them, before the murderer is found, for safety, you must stay with me."

Wen Cha responded, and he said again: "You have a shape, your cultivation is shallow, your breath is unstable, and when you are in a hurry, you will turn into your original form, and it is more appropriate for me to take you."

Wen Cha thought about it, felt that his method was feasible, and agreed again.

"Sleep." Si Xun said in a low voice, "After you wake up, I'll take you away." ”

Wen Cha didn't doubt him, so he fell asleep with a pillow.

Si Xun, who was sitting on the side, stood up suddenly, walked to the side of the bed, and reached out to touch Wen Cha's face when he was asleep.

His fingertips ran over the girl's delicate features, and finally landed on her delicate neck, roughly piecing together her appearance, touching the side again, deepening the impression, and then stopped, and sat on the edge of the bed.

In the middle of the night, the fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, and Yan Chixia, who was sleeping in the west wing, opened his eyes in an instant, and he held the long sword he carried with him to his chest, listening to the movements in the courtyard with bated breath.

The clearest person to hear was Ning Caichen, who lived next to him, when he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard someone in the courtyard talking, he couldn't help but stand up, lying on the window and looking over, only to see that under an old tree in the courtyard, there was a woman in her forties, talking to an old woman in red clothes, wearing a silver comb, and an old woman.

The woman said, "Xiaoqian, why haven't you come yet?"

The old woman smiled: "I'm afraid that the old lady is here and has dragged her down."

The woman also laughed and said, "Is she having trouble with her grandmother?"

The old woman shook her head: "She doesn't dare to complain, but her temperament has not been very stable these days."

The middle-aged woman sneered: "It's too good to can't treat her."

The old woman stopped, "I'm afraid it's not good to talk about people behind my back." ”

The two chattered for a while, and suddenly a fog rolled up in the yard, and the green smoke dispersed, and the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, dressed in a white gauze dress, had arrived at the front, and the girl saw the two of them, and called out in a sweet voice: "Grandma."

The old woman responded, laughed a few words, said that there were many people living in the courtyard, and asked her to do a good job, and then went hand in hand with the middle-aged woman.

The woman named Xiaoqian walked around the courtyard lightly, and then stopped at the door of Ning Caichen's house.

Na Ning Caichen listened to the three of them. I didn't have the patience to listen, so I had already gone back to bed to stay, but I didn't know that at the moment when he just fell asleep, Xiaoqian had already entered his room.