On the top of the pavilion where the three figures followed one after the other, Murong Tian hugged Wen Ziran and hurriedly walked towards the room, while Qin Tian followed silently. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Crunch"

Murong Tian put his arm around Wen Ziran with his left hand, gently pushed open the door with his right hand, and then took a step towards the room, slowly disappearing from sight.

Qin Tian followed, walked towards Wen Ziran's room, turned three steps into two steps, crossed the threshold, and walked into the room.

Under an open window of the house, on the simple tables and chairs, pens, ink, paper, inkstones, exquisite blue flower pots, and a swaying purple flower are placed in turn, which is ready to bloom at this time, which is particularly elegant.

Murong Tian helped Wen Ziran to walk towards the couch, Qin Tian looked around and quietly followed.

Placing Wen Ziran smoothly on the couch, Murong Tian was already drenched in sweat at this time, reaching out to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, his eyes always stayed on Wen Ziran, hoping to get better soon.

"Xiaosheng, thank you Murong Tiandaoyou for taking care of you, if it's okay, please go back, it's not in the way, it'll be fine tomorrow"

Wen Ziran wanted to get up and salute, and found that Murong Tian noticed that he had just gotten up halfway up, and pressed it, so he had to say lightly.

"Since Wen Ziran Daoyou can take care of herself, then the concubine will retire first"

Murong Tian glanced at Wen Ziran angrily, his eyes did not hide the dissatisfaction in his heart, how could he not be angry if he took care of him so much but did not appreciate it?

After finishing speaking, he stood up, and just turned around and collided with Qin Tian, Murong Tian at this time was a little indignant.

"Elder Qin, let's step aside, Wen Ziran Daoyou is fine alone."

Murong Tian said hurriedly without thinking.

"In that case, let's leave"

Qin Tian's eyes glanced at him lightly, and he said as if he didn't understand.

After finishing speaking, the two of them turned around and walked out of the room, and after a while, they disappeared from Wen Ziran's sight.

Murong Tian closed the door with his hand, his big watery eyes glared at Qin Tian.

"Why are you doing so hard, Wen Ziran is almost pale and turned into a paper man"

Murong Tianchun's onion-like jade hand slapped on Qin Tian's shoulder, obviously undisguised his concern for Wen Ziran.

"Murong Tiandaoyou, I haven't seen this appearance in Xia Ke usually, this time I am so upside down, don't you feel sorry for that Wen Ziran Daoyou?"

Qin Tian stretched out his futon hand, grabbed Murong Tian's hand firmly, and said in a strange tone.

After Murong Tian heard this, he lost his mind for a moment, and then struggled hard, but unexpectedly he felt like a vice, and he didn't move at all.

"That Wen Ziran Daoyou, if the guess is good, it must be that the illusion prodigy is forcibly cast, and the mana consumption is very great, after being broken down, it suffers a backlash, and the mana is almost exhausted, and it becomes that appearance, just a few days of rest, I'm afraid it will be restored as before."

Qin Tian let go of the futon's big hand, his eyes were fixed on Murong Tian, the distance between the two sides was extremely close at this time, and he could even feel the sound of breathing, so that Murong Tian should not worry too much.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it, the concubine will retire first"

Murong Tian was stunned for a moment, let out a delicate snort, and glared at Qin Tian for a moment.

Hurriedly left a few words, turned around and jumped away, and in a few flashes, the figure disappeared into the night sky, like a night elf.

"Alas, this Murong Heavenly Daoist friend, I'm afraid he has fallen into the red dust, and he is starting to become more and more unreasonable——"

Seeing Murong Tian's figure gradually disappearing, Qin Tian began to sigh, his gaze stayed on the place where Murong Tian had disappeared.

Dozens of steps forward, pushed open the door, closed it with his hand, the faint light of the lotus lamp illuminated the room, and Qin **** walked over to the couch.

"Poof"

Jumped on the couch, rolled over, crossed a Erlang's legs, seemed to be particularly nervous, shaking from time to time, making the couch buzz.

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