Chu Zhanyan's words were so abrupt that the girl was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

She frowned, her delicate little face full of bewilderment.

It was her greatest wish to be able to practice, and likewise, it was her greatest secret that no one knew, including her mother.

Because no one will look favorably on her if she says it.

No one to guide, no qualifications, not even a clue, no matter how you look at this wish, it is like a pipe dream, or the most unrealistic dream like a fantasy, just like Yan Hao's guy always boasting that he will be the general of Tang Zhenguo in the future.

So this wish has been pressed in her heart, and subconsciously it has become another layer of heart after the girl's heart, but tonight she was directly pushed the door by a somewhat reckless guy......

Chu Zhanyan didn't speak, but just put the three paper bags in front of her.

Fang Jingya casually picked up a paper bag with cooked food, tied with a square red rope with a bow, pinched a little soft, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, there was a light medicinal fragrance, and some unknown sweetness.

It doesn't smell bad, and it's not surprising.

So the girl's expression was even more puzzled, and she quietly stared at someone under the flickering light, she didn't ask, as if waiting for the mystery to be revealed.

Looking at the pair of shining beautiful eyes, Chu Zhanyan suddenly remembered the Chang Geng Star in the pitch-black canopy on the Tianshan Mountain Cloud Viewing Platform, blinking and blinking, second only to the moon in brightness.

He looked away a little weakly, and explained,

"This is a medicine I have made that will improve your meridians so that you can retain your aura. ”

The bright stars seem to be twinkling faster.

The girl's delicate fingers playing with the paper bag suddenly fell into it, and after being silent for a long time, she suddenly smiled, not showing surprise, no surprise and questions, only Yanran beautiful,

"You're spying on me?"

The room was silent, and the candle flame crackled with wax and oil, as if frightened.

Chu Zhanyan was stunned for a moment, thinking about his spiritual sense that he entered every night without telling him, and nodded after a little thought,

"Sort of. ”

And so he confessed!

It seems that this is not very good, and in the end, he did not forget to explain,

"In the beginning, I just wanted to understand the abnormal cause of the fluctuations in the aura of heaven and earth, and spiritual consciousness is equivalent to consciousness, which can know what is happening, but I don't really see anything. ”

The underlying meaning of the words is that I didn't see what I shouldn't have seen, girl, you can rest assured.

Fang Jingya nodded thoughtfully, and she didn't know if she had a letter.

"How do you use this thing?"

She asked, poking at the softness.

"One pack is three times, once a day, half an hour each time, the usage is very simple, use it instead of tea petals when taking a bath, but the process may be a little uncomfortable, remember not to meditate afterwards, your body meridians are not opened, the introduced aura will disperse, and it will also take away a lot of medicinal power, just sleep with peace of mind, don't worry about the rest, wait for your meridians to open up in a few days, I will tell you the specific cultivation method, and ......"

Chu Zhanyan said, the girl's eyes flickered non-stop, I don't know where to think of it, I only felt a slight heat under my ears, and I secretly thought in my heart,

I even know about the tea petals I use in the bath, and what kind of consciousness do you say?

If the thoughts in the girl's heart were known by Chu Zhanyan, the latter would probably cry out for wrongdoing, and maybe jump to the feet to defend herself,

"The peculiar fragrance of camellia on your body can be smelled by anyone with a nose, why did you wronged me!"

It's a pity that he will never have a chance to say this defense.

Because Fang Jingya didn't ask out of reserve.

I don't think it's unacceptable,

Just think about it......

Time passed quietly, the night was getting thicker, and when the red wax was two inches shorter, Chu Zhanyan finally finished explaining what he wanted to explain, straightened his waist a little sore, and his voice was a little tired and lazy.

"Okay, that's all for now, it's too early to say anything else, huh, why are you looking at me like that?"

He found that Fang Jingya was staring at him, her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were full of smiles, as if she was very happy.

"Chu Zhanyan, I just found out now that you are so good!"

She said that she was like a little girl who had eaten candy.

Chu Zhanyan touched his face, and secretly said that there was a guy on the roof who said this before, but thinking about his previous life in Tianshan, he was indeed a worrying life, from the master dusting to the hygiene of the pavilions and pavilions to the progress of the senior brother's relationship, he didn't go to inquire about it, just like he was anxious and sad about his own affairs, and it could be regarded as okay, so he shook his head and said,

"It's okay. ”

Fang Jingya just pursed her lips and smiled, but secretly drew a modest equal sign behind the word improvisation in her heart, secretly thinking that you are so cute, and suddenly thought of a certain mudball-like guy, and hurriedly said,

"By the way, you go to see Yan Hao, that guy has been holding the arrow you gave him all day long, and he hasn't eaten dinner. ”

"Tomorrow, it's too late, I guess he's asleep, and I happen to have something to give him. ”

Chu Zhanyan yawned, only feeling sleepy, he didn't have to rest after fighting all night last night, and after staying here for so long today, he couldn't hold it anymore.

"If you're a cultivator, do you feel sleepy?"

Fang Jingya was surprised, aren't the immortals in the novel all dining and eating dew, and don't you know the time of playing chess?

"Cultivators need to eat too!"

Chu Zhanyan's voice was a little weak, and he muttered,

"Some guys on the mountain can really not sleep, and so can my master, compared to their kind of guys who are close to the level of real immortals, I feel more like a person. ”

"Then go back and rest. ”

The girl urged him, remembering that this guy was nagging so late for herself, and she couldn't help but feel a little distressed while being happy.

"Well, you go to bed early, too. ”

Chu Zhanyan answered, then pushed the door and walked out.

The hut fell silent for a while, Fang Jingya stared at the three paper bags on the bed, the smile on the corner of her lips couldn't help but expand after all, and she was afraid that her excitement would be too forgetful, so she simply threw herself into the collapse with a "bang!", sinking her head into the pillow, and the giggling sound sounded muffledly, thinking of the bright days in the future, she shook her calves happily, like a silly girl.

After a long time of amusing herself, the girl gradually quieted down, and she turned over to look at the sloping beam on the roof, thinking if she should try it now?

As soon as that thought appeared, it was like a swirling demon cloud, refusing to disperse, Fang Jingya took a few deep breaths, forced herself to close her eyes and not think about it, and muttered to herself,

"I don't want to, Xiaoya doesn't want to, I have to have the heart of an immortal, and I want to be the strongest female sword fairy in the future, I must not be undetermined......"

The voice became softer and softer, I don't know if it was because the desire to be a female sword fairy was too strong, Fang Jingya actually really restrained the idea of wanting to boil water immediately, her breathing gradually calmed down, and she slowly sank into sleep, but the smile on her little face still remained, like a sunset at dusk......