Wei Wuhen: "..."

Is it really okay to say so openly that two grown men have a close relationship?

The corner of his mouth twitched, he stood up silently, and carried Shui Zekong back to the room.

He casually covered Shui Zekong with a quilt. Just as Wei Wuhen was about to leave, Shui Zekong suddenly reached out and held him.

"Ruo'an——"

Wei Wuhen: "..."

A blue vein appeared on his forehead, he turned back and looked down at Shui Zekong, and slowly gritted his teeth: "Let me see clearly, who is this young master?!" His wife had rested early in another courtyard, okay?

Shui Zekong frowned, still mumbling, unwilling to let go.

Wei Wuhen stretched out his hand and pulled away the well-proportioned hand, clapped his hands and left.

Unexpectedly, the person behind him stretched out his hand again, grabbed Wei Wuhen, brought him into his arms and wrapped him tightly around him.

"Mizusawa Sora!"

After that earth-shattering roar, there was no more sound.

Early the next morning, Shui Zekong woke up hazy and had a headache. He took a breath of air and sat up slowly. Suddenly he noticed a breath next to him, and his heart was shocked.

Did you get drunk last night and sleep with a girl like crazy?

That’s so sorry for the little lady in his family who hasn’t married yet!

He quickly looked sideways.

It's okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, he immediately laughed out loud.

I saw the person next to me, dressed in black clothes, with an extremely handsome appearance. But the sides of his eyes were so green that they turned black - at this glance, he knew that he had been knocked unconscious.

"Such a beautiful panda eyes, Xiaoyao Jun, who did you get them from?" Shui Zekong laughed until his stomach hurt, and then he poked Wei Wuhen awake.

Wei Wuhen opened his eyes and looked at the smile in the corner of Shui Zekong's eyes, almost burning up.

Shui Zekong slowly stopped smiling and felt a thump in his heart.

It's over, he should be the one to do it.

"Ahem, that -" Mizuze Kong smiled, slowly stood up, put on his shoes, and slowly walked back to the door, "I got drunk yesterday and lost my memory after drinking. I forgot what I did.

——Please forgive me, Mr. Xiaoyao!"

After that, he hurriedly ran out.

If you don't run away, you will be beaten by him! Sora Mizusawa thought.

Wei Wuhen raised his eyebrows.

Still running?

When he thought of the scene yesterday where Shui Zekong frowned and knocked himself unconscious, his heart became more and more angry. So he stood up, stepped out and chased after him.

So in the next few days, these two young men, who were called Luo Ze Shuangjie by outsiders, both wore masks.

Because if they were taken off, people would definitely laugh out loud - the neat pair of panda eyes and the neat strength of the fists would make people laugh no matter how they looked at them.

But on the ninth day of the first ten days of November, Luo Ge got up and went to Linzui Street, hoping to buy some fabrics to make clothes for them.

As soon as she went out, she suddenly saw the wind coming slowly from the distance.

With his heart moving, Luo Ge lowered his head and counted with his fingers.

Her eyes moved.

It's him--

On the outskirts of Linzui East City.

A group of Taoist priests dressed in sackcloth surrounded a young girl.

This girl is dressed in ink and has a pure appearance. If you look closely, you will see that her eyes are impossibly clean. But at this moment, her eyes, which can hold clear springs, are full of fear and panic.

"Brothers, Taoist priests, please let Yaoyao go. Yaoyao didn't eat your dry food on purpose. Yaoyao has money to give you. How about you don't hit Yaoyao?" The girl bit her lip and took out a hand from her arms in a panic.

I handed over the stack of banknotes.

One of the Taoist priests opened his eyes when he saw the money and immediately put the banknote into his arms.

Then he picked up the whisk and coughed: "You are a monster, we will punish you." After saying that, his face turned cold instantly.

Yao An's face turned pale.

It turned out that Yao An and Qiang Di came to Linzui City three days ago. Qiang Di said that he was looking for someone, so he gave Yao An a stack of banknotes with a large face value and asked her to play alone in the city.

Although Yao An looks like a young girl, her mind is no different from that of a child. She doesn't know the ways of the world and the sinister nature of people's hearts.

The group of Taoist priests took a fancy to Yao An's cat demon spirit body, and wanted to kill her, and then take out the inner elixir to improve her cultivation level. However, they were afraid that Yao An would transform into a human form, which must be a high level cultivation level, so they kept watching secretly.

Dare to act rashly.

Just now, Yao An bought two meat buns and was eating them happily when he accidentally touched the bag of one of the Taoist priests. The bag fell to the ground and the items inside rolled to the floor - those fragrant persimmon cakes also fell to Yao.

In An's eyes.

Yao An had never seen it before and thought it was very fragrant, so he knelt down, picked one up and took a bite.

After taking this bite, she suddenly realized that she had eaten something from someone else's house. She quickly looked at the Taoist priests with different expressions and apologized.

Only then did the Taoist priests realize that she was able to transform into a human form only by chance. Her cultivation level was not yet at the level of the earth.

Then evil thoughts arose in my mind, and this led to the current scene.

But those Taoist priests raised their fly whisks one after another and hit Yao An.

Yao An had never seen so many people besieging him. He was dumbfounded and forgot that he had learned swordsmanship. He just stood there blankly, his face pale and he suddenly closed his eyes.

"boom!"

At this time, Yao'an heard a loud noise and countless screams coming from a distance.

Astonishing soul pressure came, and the familiar feeling made Yao'an suddenly happy, so she opened her eyes and looked up.

That was a young man dressed in red.

The young master fell from the sky and landed in front of Yao An with his bare feet. His face was extremely evil, with crescent moons in his eyes, evil and dangerous.

This young man, as long as you take one look at him, you will never forget him.

At this moment, the young master's eyes were filled with anger.

"How dare you bully my disciple?" Qiang Di slowly raised his eyes, looked at the Taoist priests he had knocked away, and spat on the ground with disdain.

He looked back at Yao An, reached out and knocked her on the head, the anger in his eyes not diminishing: "I gave you the sword for self-defense, not for decoration!"

When Yao An saw that Qiang Di had harmed him, he was not panicked at first, but now he was panicking again.

"Master, Yaoyao forgot..." She lowered her head slowly.

Qiang Di: "..."

What a sin, what kind of disciple did you accept?

So stupid!

He stroked his forehead helplessly, and was about to say something, when his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he raised his hand and slapped it forward.

The Taoist priests who got up to make a sneak attack were immediately corroded by the poisonous gas released by this palm, turning into a pile of withered bones, and then into a pile of powder and scattered in the wind.

Yao An looked back at the fan, then raised his head and looked at Qiang Di in surprise: "Master, aren't you angry with Yao Yao?"

Qiang Di twitched his mouth and glared at Yao An. He was about to curse when he suddenly noticed another powerful spiritual force coming from behind.

He couldn't help but protect Yao in his arms.

At that moment, Yao An's pupils suddenly widened.
Chapter completed!