In the corridor of the bamboo building, Wen Yao carried a candle and walked slowly.

During the day, Xia Huanting mysteriously grabbed her and asked her to come to the room to find her at night.

I don't say what it is.

The cool wind passing through the hall blew the broken hair on the girl's forehead messy.

"Ziyuan, what is this?"

Xia Huanting was lying on the ground, and Jiang Ziyuan was squatting aside, not knowing what she was doing.

The boy's body stiffened for a moment, and he naturally withdrew the dagger before turning around.

Fortunately, he had the topography and room distribution of the bamboo building.

Even when dealing with Xia Huanting, he was still very cautious, turning his back to the route that Wen Yao might take.

Just in case Wen Yao would come over suddenly.

"She was lying in the doorway when I came, sleeping so soundly that I couldn't wake up at all."

"Is it—"

Sleeping on the ground at night, it would be unbelievable if someone else changed, but Xia Huanting's words...... It doesn't seem impossible.

But—

"Why are you here at such a late hour?"

Wen Yao touched Jiang Ziyuan's head.

The young man's green silk is supple, and no matter when it touches, it is smooth and soft.

I always feel that this black sesame-stuffed dumpling is plotting something bad.

"I want to find my sister and give you this," Jiang Ziyuan took out a small jar from his arms, "but it's too winding here, and it's the wrong way." ”

The rabbit demon sniffed with his nose.

The spicy taste of mugwort pepper.

“…… Mugwort sauce? ”

"Hmm." The boy tilted his head a little shyly, "I did it myself." ”

Seeing this, Wen Yao couldn't help but feel guilty.

The cub prepared her a mugwort sauce that she had made herself.

She also wondered if he had done something bad.

The cubs are good, the rabbit demon is bad.

—

The woman lying on the ground opened her eyes.

Xia Huanting rubbed her sore wrist.

This body has been strengthened by him, and it is excellent in martial arts and does not feel tired so easily.

The last time I felt so tired and weak, I was in Fengyan Mountain.

Yesterday...... He wants to watch the moon with Xiao Yao'er.

And then...... And then......

Suddenly he lost consciousness.

The last time I lost consciousness without warning was in Fengyan Mountain.

But how could someone on Tianji Island use cartilage to disperse?

Xia Huanting stood up with the handrail on the side of the porch and looked at herself from top to bottom.

There were no missing arms or legs, and no painful wounds.

Strange.

—

"The bamboo corridor is really cool, but it's best to ...... Or don't sleep on the floor outside the house. ”

When it was time to eat in the morning, Xia Huanting was late.

Out of kindness, Wen Yao decided to remind her.

Who knew that Xia Huanting listened to her words, and her good-looking face squeezed out a distorted expression.

Never mind.

The rabbit demon intends to let go of the plot of helping others and respect the ideas of others.

If you love to sleep on the ground, sleep on the ground.

—

Spring goes to autumn, time flies.

The days on Tianji Island have passed quickly, and it has been more than five years in a flash.

Wen Yao and the others not only had to learn Qimen Dunjia, but also literature, history, scriptures, and the art of war......

However, he will be punished by Beili for the assessment.

The days are dull and fulfilling.

In the past five years or so -

Xia Huanting often slept on the ground for no apparent reason.

Every time I wake up, I have to babble and say, "There are ghosts on Tianji Island."

For this reason, there was a big fight, holding a broom and the "rune paper" he drew to catch ghosts.

In the end, of course, no "ghosts" were caught.

Wen Chengjian and Wen Yao are becoming more and more familiar, from "plastic royal sisters and brothers who have no affection" to "I like Sister Yaoyao so much".

The rabbit demon also really regarded Wen Chengjian as half a younger brother in his heart.