Early the next morning, after Wen Cha woke up, he woke up Xiaomi and continued to flee farther away.

The periphery of the dense forest has been taken care of by Zhou Xian, if it is discovered by Zhou Xian, the warm tea will definitely be finished, and she doesn't want to die for the time being.

Millet quietly followed her, staring at her newly changed clothes, and asked about her injuries.

Wen Cha glanced at him with a smile, "I've disappointed you, I can't die for a while." ”

"That's good." Xiaomi quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head a little uncomfortably.

Wen Cha led him through the woods and headed north, noncommittally.

The north side is cold, few people live, and there are many evil beasts, so it can be said that it is difficult to survive, so few monks stop.

If you want to avoid the pursuit of these sects, the north is a good place to go.

Wen Cha fought wits and courage with the disciples of the sect along the way, and finally arrived in the north, and it was already winter.

Wen Cha is a person who is afraid of the cold, and the two did not build a house in the ice and snow, but found a spacious cave and decided to wait for spring to come before making plans.

There are several small caves in the cave, Wen Cha asked Xiaomi to choose first, and then chose the one farthest away from him, Wu Zi walked in and cleaned up and rested, as for Xiaomi, she didn't care at all.

Xiaomi stood in place for a long time before finally determining that Wen Cha was really angry.

This discovery made his heart as uncomfortable as pressing a stone, and the joy and shame of his original thoughts did not appear in his heart, but the unknown panic made him sleep.

All the way north, although Wen Cha still took him, he didn't feel her care anymore, they were like two strangers in a group, except for walking together, they didn't even have the most basic communication.

Wen Cha didn't talk to him, and he couldn't pull his face to talk to Wen Cha, and in the end, they didn't have any warmth except for the necessary assignments.

His heart is not warm, in the past, Wen Cha relied on a little strength, and he could still let him disguise and disguise, but now Wen Cha is too lazy to work hard, and he also hides his selfishness, and finally loses the initial harmony.

is obviously what he wants to see the most, but he has an unprovoked unwillingness in his heart, and he doesn't know whether to complain about Wencha or complain about his lack of anger.

Wen Cha didn't think as much as he thought, as soon as he entered the cave, he took out the futon stove from the Qiankun bag and cleaned up the cave properly.

After cleaning up, she warmed a pot of wine, and watched Yizhi while drinking, completely ignoring Xiaomi's thoughts.

She had already thought about it, and when Xiaomi refined the heart demon cheats to the seventh layer, they would break up.

The original owner's wish is to need someone who can be by her side, and this person doesn't have to be Xiaomi.

What she is doing to Xiaomi now is atoning for the original owner, and when she and Xiaomi really have no contact, she doesn't want to serve this uncle anymore.

After drinking the warm tea, he fell asleep in the warm quilt, and the millet in the other cave pondered the instructions on the cheats expressionlessly, and his eyes fell on the last row of small words - this skill is practiced to the seventh layer, and it is very likely to trigger the heavenly thunder, and if he passes the heavenly thunder, he will be recognized by the heavenly dao, and he can become a real demon cultivator.

Xiaomi's fingers swiped over the line of small letters, looking inwardly at his cultivation in the middle of the sixth layer, and somehow, suddenly and inexplicably wanted to give up this method of becoming a demon cultivator completely.

Becoming a demon cultivator means that he really has no contact with Wen Cha, and according to Wen Cha's current attitude towards him, it is very likely that they will end here.

He didn't want to stop there.

But he didn't know what to do.

He won't admit his mistake to Wen Cha, and he won't bow his head to Wen Cha, what else can he do?

Within two days, Wen Cha noticed Xiaomi's slackness, and at this critical juncture, she really wanted to scold her mother.

"What's wrong with you?" On this day, she called Xiaomi out and asked with a pretended to be pleasant.

Xiaomi stared at her with a faint face a few times, turned her head, and said coldly: "The disciple's cultivation has reached a bottleneck period, and he wants to rest for a few days."

Wen Cha frowned slightly, and had deep doubts about the authenticity of his words, but she didn't show it, and said, "The bottleneck period is really not good, you should relax and relax by yourself first."

"Hmm," Millet lowered her eyes and didn't look at her, her eyes lowered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Wen Cha turned around and took a breath outside, and Xiaomi paced to her side, "This icy and snowy land in the north has a different scenery, does the master want to go out for a walk?" ”

Wen Cha couldn't see what medicine he was selling in his gourd, and he didn't dare to agree to him easily, there are many demon beasts here, all of them are big demons, if he dies halfway, it will be called a bad luck.

"No," Wen Cha was not interested in his proposal, "if you want to get out, go out yourself." ”

With that, she took a deep breath and turned to walk back.

"Master." Millet stopped her and asked the question that had been stuck in her mind for a long time: "Are you angry with me?"

"What am I angry about?" Wen Cha looked at him funny, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't seem to hear his voice.

Xiaomi's fingers were clenched, her beautiful eyes stared at her without moving, her eyes crossed a trance and abruptness, and he said with difficulty: "The disciple has done something wrong and made you unhappy, you can say it, and the disciple will change."

This is a bit amusing Wen Cha, I haven't found out before, the smell of green tea on this disciple is so heavy, it's such an obvious thing, and it's still pretending, aren't you tired?

"No," he pretended to be warm tea, to see who should respond to whom, "you are very good, there is nothing to be dissatisfied with as a teacher." ”

It's the same sentence again......

The corners of Xiaomi's mouth pursed, and the powerlessness in his heart made the corners of his eyes red, red as if they were dyed with blood, still stubbornly staring at Wen Cha, and stubbornly asked: "Do you think I left you halfway several times and ran away, right?"

"You didn't do anything wrong," Wen Cha was unaffected by him, and even laughed: "Your life is your own, your cultivation is low, it's normal to cherish your life, there's nothing wrong with it."

But is his cultivation really low? They know each other's details, but they don't bother to debunk them.

The corners of Xiaomi's mouth trembled: "Master, I ......"

"I don't blame you," Wen Cha interrupted him, and said unhurriedly: "You cultivate well, I'll go in first."

"Master," Xiaomi hurriedly took her hand, his heart was full of trepidation, and he couldn't restrain himself from asking, "Are you...... Don't like me anymore? ”

Wen Cha paused, thinking that she was having auditory hallucinations, she tried not to make the action of picking her ears, and asked calmly, "What did you just say?"

"I ......" Xiaomi let go of her hand unnaturally, and a trace of surprise crossed her fair face, "If you are not angry, are we still the same as before?" ”

Who said this to your face?

Wen Cha almost laughed angrily, but she held back and secretly told herself that this was not the time to be angry.

Wen Chapi smiled and said, "You are nervous about your cultivation, and I don't want to delay you as a teacher, so let's talk about it when you cultivate to the seventh layer."