Although Feng Qiwu was a little scared, this table of dishes may not be wasted, and he still ate with a panicked face, even if he died, he had to be a full ghost.

At least that's what Feng Qiwu thought.

A full burp, Feng Qiwu wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, "I'm full, I'll go back to the room first"

I ran back to the room like a wind, and hurriedly closed the windows and doors tightly, not letting go of every gap, blocking them tightly, and finally checking them very carefully.

The whole room was so tight that not even a single mosquito could fly in.

Everything was ready, Feng Qiwu immediately got into the quilt, tightly covered it and only revealed a pair of eyes, looking around.

It's a strange feeling, intense and exciting.

Holding a posture, sleepiness came with it, Feng Qiwu closed his eyes, and was about to fall asleep, when there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door.

Feng Qiwu was shocked, and most of his sleepiness went away, holding the quilt and asking, "Who...... Who?"

"Qi'er, are you okay?" Outside the door was Su Qinghan's voice, Feng Qiwu immediately came out of the quilt when he heard it, "Master, I'm fine"

When he opened the door, he saw Su Qinghan holding a quilt.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Feng Qiwu turned sideways to let the man in.

"You have always been timid, I'll accompany you to rest assured"

As soon as Su Qinghan entered the room, he felt a breath of heat, "You lock the window so tightly, isn't it stuffy?"

"Didn't the shopkeeper tell us to close the windows and doors?"

"When have you been so obedient?"

Feng Qiwu touched his head embarrassedly, "Why don't you sleep on the bed, Master, I'll sleep on the ground."

"It doesn't matter"

Su Qinghan laid out the quilt and lay down, "It's good like this."

Feng Qiwu suddenly felt a lot more relieved, but he was no longer sleepy, and he couldn't sleep when he was lying on the bed and tossing and turning.

"Master, are you asleep?" Feng Qiwu asked in a low voice.

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"I can't sleep, you can tell me a story" Feng Qiwu turned over and changed to a comfortable position.

"What story does Qi'er want to hear?"

"I want to hear it........ I want to hear about Master's past."

"What happened to me?"

"Yes, I haven't heard Master mention it before. Master, do you have anyone you like, where did you live before, and what people are at home......... Also, Master, is there any secret that I don't know" The more she spoke, the softer the girl's voice became, and her eyes became cold.

"Someone you like?" Su Qinghan looked at the girl, although it was blocked by the bed, her eyes were still as warm as water.

"Yes, Master, do you have it?"

"But there is such a one, eccentric, with different ideas from ordinary people," Su Qinghan said, the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

Feng Qiwu's heart chuckled, as if he had been stepped on, it turned out that the master had someone he liked.

But then he thought about it, "No, Master has someone he likes, so what about Murong Jingyi?" blurted out in a hurry.

"Murong Jingyi, what's the matter with him?"

"Aren't you guys that?" Feng Qiwu said vaguely through gritted teeth.

Su Qinghan hurriedly got up, walked to the girl's bed, propped up his hands on the bed, and the two looked at each other.

The man's warm breath sprayed on the girl's face, tickling.

The girl pulled up the quilt and covered her lips, "Master...... You...... You want..... Why?"

"Tell me what's wrong with Murong Jingyi?"

Feng Qiwu said in his heart, could it be that the master saw that the matter was exposed, and became angry?

"Master, I didn't say anything just now, I didn't say anything" The girl slowly wanted to move towards the quilt, but Su Qinghan lifted it hard, and the quilt fell to the ground.

"What do you think about all day, little brain......? Can you figure this out?" the man was a little annoyed, but he didn't beat him, he didn't scold, and he couldn't do anything.

"I think Master and Murong Jingyi are quite suitable, besides, what does Master care about those worldly eyes? The most important thing is that I am happy" Seeing that she couldn't hide, the girl simply broke the jar and broke it, and patted the man's shoulder after speaking, in order to encourage.

Su Qinghan's face changed slightly, and he was afraid that he would have been beaten up by others, but this person was Feng Qiwu, so he could only smile helplessly.

"I don't have a dragon yang fetish" The last four words are extremely forceful.

He bent down and picked up the quilt and covered the girl, and then lay back down.

Did you misunderstand them all along? Master likes women, and there has always been someone who never forgets them.

Feng Qiwu pulled the corners and kneaded them back and forth, "You never mentioned it to me"

"Master, where is that woman now, and why are you separated?" Feng Qiwu cautiously tentatively asked.

"There are many things in the world that don't ask for reasons, and one day you will understand"

"Master's words are getting more and more profound" Feng Qiwu thought about it, but didn't understand it after thinking for a long time.

In the end, there was nothing left in the room except for the faint sound of breathing.

When he slept until midnight, Feng Qiwu felt that his face was wet, wiped it twice with his hand, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Half a day felt that there was something sticky on the face, half dreaming and half awake with his hand to take it away, who knew that the hand just touched, the sticky feeling all over the body, the girl shook it vigorously, did not shake it off, a little annoyed, slowly opened her eyes, and saw a dark face hanging upside down, and her eyes were about to pop out.

"Ah~" Feng Qiwu closed his eyes tightly, shouted, kicked the thing away, and ran towards the door quickly.

The monster was about to catch up, but was stopped by a sword.

The monster opened the sword with a palm and chased after Feng Qiwu like a retreat.

Feng Qiwu ran out as if he was crazy, the street was empty, and there was not even a ghost in the quiet, so he panicked for a moment and ran into a forest.

The trees in the forest were so luxuriant, the weeds were up to her knees, and the maiden, barefoot, walked forward by the faint light of the moon.

Halfway through, the moon was obscured by a cloud of dark clouds, and Feng Qiwu leaned against a big tree, curled up tightly, and buried her head between her knees.

"Master, help. Master, help......." trembling uncontrollably.

Birds were suddenly startled in the quiet woods, and there was a rustling sound in the grass, and something was coming towards her.

Feng Qiwu stared straight at the grass, his body had forgotten to react, and he looked at it blankly.

The thing suddenly came out of the grass and met Feng Qiwu's eyes, and only then did he see its appearance clearly.

He had silver hair, his whole face was black, his tongue was sticking out, and there was a ...... on it And spit..........

Seeing this, Feng Qiwu's heart swelled, and he turned his head and vomited.

"You.... It's my dinner," the monster's voice was unusually high-pitched, as if it was about to penetrate a person's eardrum.

The girl's hands suddenly tightened, and she jumped up from the ground and stood on the branch.

"Really?" a pair of eyes turned scarlet, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile.

The monster was stunned for a moment, and then flew away like a phoenix.

Feng Qiwu flipped in the air, kicked the monster's back hard, condensed in his hand, and hit the monster.

The monster didn't expect this woman's spiritual power to be so deep, and a mouthful of old blood gushed out of her throat.

"It's much better to eat you than to eat those mortals" The monster's voice turned into an old man, pale and weak.

"Then let's see if you have the ability to digest it?" Feng Qiwu pinched the trick and flashed behind the monster, and slapped him to the vital point.

I saw that the monster laughed violently, lifted his clothes and said a little proudly, "I don't have a heart."

Then he launched an attack on the girl.

Feng Qiwu didn't recover much spiritual power, and the spiritual power was almost consumed, and he was defeated again and again, and finally the monster sneaked up and knocked the girl to the ground with one palm.

The revenge of the sea of blood has not been avenged, and today you are going to die here?

Feng Qiwu was a little unwilling, and when he was about to fight for his life, a sword flew out of the grass, glowing with cold light, and stabbed straight at the monster.

"Qi'er"

It was the master who came, Feng Qiwu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to fall, he fell into a warm embrace, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Su Qinghan's eyes were full of murderous intent, "looking for death"

Summoning the sword and heading towards the monster together.

The sword is shining and the sword is bleeding.

After about a quarter of an hour, the monster lost its life and lay on the ground softly...... The Demon ......." was not finished before he was angry.

"Qi'er, Qi'er" Su Qinghan covered his breath and held the girl in his arms.

"It's me late"

The monster was very cunning, and used the clone to lure him away, but fortunately he was caught through it early, Su Qinghan didn't dare to imagine what would happen to the girl if he was one step late.

Picking up the girl and walking towards the inn, the lobby was empty, and the lantern in front of the door was extinguished at some point.

Going up the last step, Su Qinghan suddenly thought of something, and looked towards the backyard, which was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, without any movement.

Something quirky.

I can't manage so much now, and it's important to heal Feng Qiwu's injuries.

The other side.

In the forest, a man was half-leaning on a tree, and his heart was about to rise to his throat.

Su Qinghan is really a bad thing for me,

A heavy fist slammed into the trunk of the tree, and the tree shook slightly.

Then the man disappeared into the darkness.

Early the next morning, Murong Jingyi yawned and knocked on Feng Qiwu's door.

"Qiwu is about to get up, and the sun is drying his buttocks"

The door creaked open, and it was not Feng Qiwu but Su Qinghan who opened the door.

"Why are you again, Qiwu?"

Su Qinghan came out and closed the door gently, "I'm still sleeping, don't wake her up"

After that, he took Murong Jingyi downstairs.

It seemed that he had become accustomed to it, and Murong Jingyi didn't say anything more.

It's just that Su Qinghan saw that the soles of his shoes were stained with a lot of mud, and there was grass on his shoes.

"You went out last night?"

Murong Jingyi, who was walking in front, paused slightly, then walked down three steps side by step, sitting on the chair next to him, "No, I fell asleep as soon as I went back to the room last night."

Su Qinghan's eyes stayed on his shoes, "Then it's time to wash your shoes."

"yes, I thought I washed it yesterday, but I was too tired to forget"

The two sat down and stopped talking.

"The two guest officers got up really early" I saw the shopkeeper holding a rag and a basin of water, and was wiping the table.

"You don't have any guests on this day, what are you doing with it," Murong Jingyi asked jokingly.

"Why don't you wipe it? Besides, this is also a guy who eats, but you have to take care of it, maybe one day it will be a guest."