"What else can be done?" Wei Ziqi narrowed his eyes, and a little coldness flashed in his eyes, "You also know the methods of the cultivation realm, at most, it's just a jade burning." ”

"That's right." Wen Cha bent her eyes and laughed, "I shouldn't have higher expectations for them. ”

Seeing that she understood her words, Wei Ziqi couldn't help but instruct: "It's not clear when those people acted, you must pay attention to safety."

Wen Cha responded to this kindness and said "thank you".

After the two chatted for a while, Wen Cha got up to say goodbye.

Wei Ziqi was a little reluctant to stop her, "The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, the current situation is very unfavorable to you, if you have no place to go, just live in Weifu, although I am not in good health, I can also give you a shelter." ”

"No need," Wen Chatou said without replying, "You know me, I'm not so generous."

Wei Ziqi also expected that she was still holding grudges, so he smiled wryly, "Okay, all the time in the future, it's good to report peace to me." ”

Wen Cha didn't reply, she walked out through the courtyard, and the little guy on the side opened the door for her neatly, and she saw the young man standing on the corner of the street not far away.

He was about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in black, his fair and clean face was covered with frost and snow, although his face was immature, his facial features were deep and three-dimensional, like a cold-faced god.

Wen Cha was stunned for a moment, walked over unhurriedly, the corners of his mouth raised, and said with a smile: "How can I be free today?"

The young man's thin lips pursed slightly, a pair of deep and obscure eyes fell on her, and he said after a while: "Although Xiaolou is good, it has been lacking for a long time, so I wanted to come out and go around, but I didn't expect to meet the master."

Wen Cha didn't dismantle his platform, went down the stairs, and said, "Since you're here, the master has a treat today, and I will buy you whatever you want to eat."

Hearing this, Xiaomi was stunned, and his gaze left Wen Cha, "I'm afraid I'm going to live up to my master's good intentions, my disciple has grown up, and now I don't like those little things very much." ”

Wen Cha knew that he was deliberately stabbing himself, and he was not annoyed, but sighed: "You have indeed grown up, but as a teacher, it seems that you have not grown up."

She walked to the vendor selling sugar gourds not far away, bought a string of rock sugar gourds, and said with a smile: "I still like to eat this thing, no matter how old I am, as long as I see it, take a bite, it's like going back to when I was a child."

Xiaomi's body trembled, and a trace of sarcasm crossed the corners of her mouth, "What's so good about being a child?" This thing only costs three cents, and it takes half a year to eat it, how ridiculous. ”

"I can't figure it out as a teacher," Wen Cha bit the sugar gourd and shook it gently, "I guess I wanted to eat it too much at the time, but now I can easily eat it, so I want to eat it every time, which fulfills my childhood thoughts." ”

"That's right," Mi looked back at her deeply, and said mockingly, "The disciple didn't know that the master was such a nostalgic person before."

Wen Cha bit down and signed the last sugar gourd, looked up at him and said, "No one can say for sure, maybe you will get tired of eating it a few more times."

"Really?" Millet turned her head, chuckled, and said, "That's right, the master is such a ruthless person."

Wen Cha didn't want to defend anything when she heard this, for a person who didn't trust her, she said countless times, he didn't believe it, and it was better to keep silent than to let him be humiliated.

The more silent she was, the more Xiaomi held on: "Does the master think what the disciple said is wrong?"

Wen Cha sighed secretly and pretended to agree: "What you said is very right."

Xiaomi: "......"

"Let's go back," Wen Cha didn't want to talk to him about what he didn't have, "the master is also lacking." ”

When Xiaomi heard this, she snorted coldly in her heart, stood still, and sneered: "The master went to the Wei Mansion early in the morning to find an old lover to catch up, and he should be extremely happy in his heart, how can he be tired?"

It's too much!

The corners of Wen Cha's mouth pursed, why didn't he find that his apprentice was so venomous before?

Seeing that she didn't answer, Xiaomi thought she had guessed what she was thinking, and her fingers clenched, "What's the matter, does the master still want to rebuild the old one?" ”

"That's enough." Wen Cha expressed ten thousand annoyance with his ability to talk nonsense, "The matter of me going to the Wei Mansion has nothing to do with you, you have time to see what I am doing, it is better to cultivate in the house." ”

Xiaomi was stunned by her, and her eyes immediately became angry, "Master, do you think the disciple is following you?" ”

"I didn't say that."

Wen Cha had a headache for his unreasonable behavior, "If you still want to go shopping, go back first." ”

She didn't wait for Xiaomi to reply, she bypassed him and turned around and left.

Millet came back to his senses and followed without saying a word, his steps were hurried and heavy, as if he was going to step out of a big hole on the flat ground.

Wen Cha didn't bother to take care of him, went back to the house, and went into his room to rest.

Mi stood in front of her door angrily and annoyed for a long time before she withdrew her hand on the door handle and went upstairs to practice angrily.

He can naturally figure out the communication between Wen Cha and Wei Ziqi, but what he didn't expect was that the current Wei Ziqi still wanted to hook up with Wen Cha, and Wen Cha actually talked to him with a pleasant face.

The harmonious atmosphere between the two made him hate it to the point of itching.

Seeing Wen Cha coming out of the Wei Mansion, he angrily ran to the corner of the street to wait for her to come over, wanting to ask her about the teacher, but as soon as she approached, he was like a fool, and he would only say things that ruined the fun, and the previous disguise was also lost, and in the end, Wen Cha was completely disinterested.

How could he not like rock sugar gourds? But what's the use of him liking? It was she who reneged on their agreement first, and to mention it now is a huge joke compared to the past.

He didn't accept it, and he didn't want to accept it anymore.

He gritted his teeth and continued to ponder the sixth layer of the Heart Demon Cheats.

As long as he was given a little more time, he would soon be able to get rid of the warm tea and turn his head to give her a lesson that he would never forget.

You can let each other go like this, right?

Thinking so, Xiaomi lost the last throbbing in her heart.

The days that followed passed quickly, and in a flash it was late autumn, and Wen Cha consolidated his cultivation in the Jindan period and began to set up arrays around the house.

The news revealed to her by Wei Ziqi has to be taken seriously, especially now that Xiaomi is at a critical moment, if someone breaks in at this juncture, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After the first wave of people touched the formation, Wen Cha secretly went to deal with it, but this could not cut off the temptations and attacks that followed.

Zhong Ling knew her address, and it was hard to guarantee that he would not reveal it to others.

Wen Cha began to ponder changing places.

She mentioned the news to Xiaomi, who frowned and was silent for a moment before agreeing.

People are knocking on the door, and according to his temperament, he doesn't want to back down at all, but now his priority is to cultivate, and neither he nor Wen Cha wants to waste time.

The two picked an opportunity, rolled up the cover and fled.

Of course, this can't deceive Lingyun Zhenren and the heads of other sects.

The escape journey of the two was not smooth, it can be said that they were embarrassed, as soon as they stopped, there were countless pursuers who came to block the road, once or twice it was okay, the number of times was too much, Wen Cha also felt tired, the most important thing is that millet is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

He is like a sadist, one day he doesn't find fault with warm tea, and one day he is uncomfortable.

Wen Cha had no choice but to take all the pots he threw away.

With such a disciple, he is also tired.