Ji Nuan heard the movement outside clearly. She didn't want to go out, afraid of scaring them. But she knew that if she didn't go out to stop him, Yu Manding would not stop easily, and might have dismantled the entire inn. After hesitating, she still opened the door.

Yu Man immediately stopped when he heard the sound. When he saw Ji Nuan standing behind the door tightly, he immediately met him.

Ji Nuan kept lowering her head. Seeing her approaching, she hurriedly took two steps back and hid her right hand behind her.

Song Wangchen quickly stepped forward, blocked Ji Nuan behind him, and said coldly: "Xiao Nuan needs rest, please go back!"

Seeing Ji Nuan’s strangeness, Yu Man was not willing to leave easily. She pulled Ji Nuan over and said angrily: “You are not worthy of making a decision for her.”

With this pull, the hat on Ji Nuan's head slid down, and the scarred forehead was instantly exposed. Yu Man was stunned immediately, and Tang Siyan was even more shocked to cover his mouth, afraid that he would stimulate Ji Nuan as soon as he made a sound. Cheng Xiaorou was just a little surprised, and after being surprised, she felt heartbroken.

Song Wangchen took Ji Nuan into his arms, stared at Yu Man with cold eyes, and said viciously: "Get out."

Ji Nuan turned around slowly, forced a smile and said, "I will see you sooner or later, I just hope you won't scare you." After that, she actually pulled off the brocade handkerchief and exposed her devastated face.

Although when she saw her forehead, she had already expected that there would be scars on her face, when she actually pulled off the brocade handkerchief, they knew how serious she was.

The air was so quiet that Ji Nuan laughed first: "Sure enough, I said it would scare you."

She covered her face again. Just as she was about to pull up her hat, Yu Man grabbed her hand and smiled and said, "How could it be, you are you, my only friend of Yu Man."

Ji Nuan stopped moving and smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Yu Man."

Cheng Xiaorou also walked up, patted her shoulder lightly, and smiled, "Uncle Mu will have a solution."

Tang Siyan hurriedly echoed: "Yes! Yes! Mu Xun is a medical immortal, and he can definitely cure this injury."

"Thank you"! Ji Nuan smiled gratefully again. She was satisfied with such a few close friends.

Yu Man had already taken out Ji Nuan's sword and handed it to her, and said seriously: "You are not allowed to throw the sword at will in the future, nor are you allowed to ignore me."

"Okay, I promise I will never throw my sword again, let alone see you." Ji Nuan hugged her and cried with joy.

On the other hand, Zhu Changqin, who knew that Song Wangchen and Ji Nuan were still alive, was already furious and secretly blamed himself for being careless and failed to take this opportunity to get rid of them.

Although Li Qingyuan was surprised, it was not shown on his face. He quickly took a step forward and suggested: "I heard that they were all injured and the opportunity was rare, so why not take advantage of this to get rid of them."

Zhu Changqin said anxiously: "Do you have any good ideas? Tell me quickly."

Li Qingyuan lowered his voice and asked, "How about we use Nightmare again?"

"How to use it, if..."

"If it fails, I have a way to shut up and ensure that God will not know it."

After Li Qingyuan said that, he whispered in Zhu Changqin's ear, and then the two of them smiled evilly again.

At night, Song Wangchen sat on the bed and meditated, but could not enter into meditation. After thinking for a long time, he walked out of the door.

He gently pushed open Ji Nuan's door and found that Ji Nuan had already fallen asleep, but she was still frowning in her sleep. Not long after, she began to sob. Song Wangchen hurriedly grabbed her hand, but she still slept very uneasy. After judging her strangeness, he quickly entered into her meditation and came to her spiritual space.

He was very familiar with the place in front of him, and it was actually Qinzhou Bamboo House.

Nuan Zheng grabbed another Song Wangchen's hand hard and begged with tears on his face: "Song Wangchen, what you said is to live and die, and live forever. But why are you with your senior sister again?"

Looking further forward, another Song Wangchen actually took Cheng Xiaorou's hand, and saw him shook Ji Nuan's hand with disgust on his face. He smiled and said, "Look at what you are like now, what qualifications do you have to ask me to continue to stay by your side."

"Junior Sister Ji, you said you would leave. You broke your promise first. Don't blame me. My childhood sweetheart and I were born with a couple, and you forced me to intervene. What's more, you look ugly now, let alone senior brother, any man will probably run away when he sees you!"

Cheng Xiaorou's face was full of pride, and after saying that, she deliberately leaned against Song Wangchen.

Ji Nuan touched her face and smiled bitterly: "Yes! What qualifications do I have to ask you to like me now? Senior sister is right, it is me who is treasonable. I deserve it if I become like this, I..."

Song Wangchen quickly stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and said, "I like you no matter what you become."

Ji Nuan looked at him in confusion, pushed him away suddenly, then retreated aside, and looked helplessly at the two identical Song Wangchen in front of him.

At this time, the fake Song Wangchen suddenly pushed Cheng Xiaorou away, then quickly hugged Ji Nuan in his arms, and smiled and said, "Xiao Nuan, I was wrong. I love you, it was her who confused me."

Ji Nuan pushed him away again, shook his head and said, "No, you are not Song Wangchen, Song Wangchen will never say such words."

Song Wangchen quickly drew his sword and attacked the fake Song Wangchen. The fake Song Wangchen immediately pulled out the Zhuxie and fought back. In an instant, two identical people fought together. They were comparable in movements and skills.

This is Ji Nuan's dream. Song Wangchen in the dream is naturally comparable to him in reality. Seeing that the green bamboos around him were cut off by Zhu Xie, the two still couldn't fight for a long time.

Song Wangchen shouted while taking action: "Xiao Nuan, this is your dream, wake up quickly."

Another Song Wangchen also shouted: "Xiao Nuan, go quickly."

Ji Nuan immediately remembered the nightmare when she heard this. She suddenly woke up and knew that this was in her dream. Song Wangchen, who had pulled Cheng Xiaorou before, must be fake, and what came from behind was real. But now, the two have been fighting for several rounds. She looked left and right, but she couldn't tell that it was real and that it was fake.

She hesitated for a moment and suddenly drew her sword to attack Cheng Xiaorou.

Cheng Xiaorou roared while fighting back: "Ji Nuan, you're crazy."

Ji Nuan said: "Stop pretending, you are not Xiaorou at all."

Cheng Xiaorou was not willing to be outdone and quickly held the sword and hit Ji Nuan's chest.

But Ji Nuan suddenly stopped and closed her eyes at this time. The sword was suddenly knocked away one inch from her chest. Song Wangchen had already pulled Ji Nuan's waist and stabbed Cheng Xiaorou in the chest with a backhand sword. Cheng Xiaorou immediately turned into a ball of black gas and then disappeared.

"Song Wangchen". Ji Nuan couldn't hide her excitement in her tone, and then she hugged him tightly.

"Xiao Nuan, don't believe him. He is a nightmare. This is your dream. Come with me quickly."

Another Song Wangchen immediately took a step forward, reached out his hand, and looked at Ji Nuan with a nervous expression.

Upon hearing this, Ji Nuan slowly let go of her hand and looked at Song Wangchen in confusion.

Song Wangchen said anxiously: "Xiao Nuan, I'm not, he is the nightmare."

Another Song Wangchen continued to wave and said, "Xiao Nuan is coming, he is a nightmare, come here quickly, I'll take you away."

Just as Ji Nuan was about to walk towards him, Song Wangchen grabbed her left hand, and the right hand holding the sword was also grabbed by another Song Wangchen. Both of them glared at each other, and neither of them was willing to let go.

Ji Nuan suddenly roared: "Enough, you both let go. I have a question to test you. Whoever answers correctly will be Song Wangchen."

Both of them seemed to have not heard of it, and they both held Ji Nuan's hand tighter.

Ji Nuan yelled again: "Enough, if you don't let go, I will bite my tongue and commit suicide."

Song Wangchen was stunned when he heard this, and finally let go reluctantly.

Ji Nuan was pulled over by another Song Wangchen. In the next second, he widened his eyes in shock, and his chest was straight inserted into the sword in Ji Nuan's hand.

He covered his chest and said in pain: "Xiao Nuan, why? Why did you treat me like this?"

Ji Nuan quickly pulled back the sword. Song Wangchen had already pulled her over and put Zhu Xie on the neck of another Song Wangchen, staring at him with cold eyes.

Ji Nuan smiled and said, "Because you are a nightmare!"

Nightmare argued again: "Xiao Nuan, I am Wangchen, he is the nightmare!"

Ji Nuan said: "You are not. Song Wangchen will not be indifferent to seeing me being stabbed by Cheng Xiaorou, nor will he hold me back and let go when I bit my tongue and commit suicide. Nightmare, show up!"

"Haha... this time, you're much smarter than last time."

The nightmare has changed back to its original appearance, and the wound on his chest disappears. At this moment, he has avoided Zhuxie and flew into the air. The "Zhuxie" in his hand has also become the black sickle that exudes the demonic energy.

Just as she was about to escape, Song Wangchen flew up and blocked his way. Seeing that something was wrong, Nightmare immediately turned around and waved the black sickle to attack Ji Nuan. This time, Ji Nuan was prepared for a long time, and she immediately fought back with her sword. Song Wangchen was approaching. The two of them attacked each other forward and back, but in just a few moves, Nightmare was obviously defeated.

Seeing that Zhu Xie had already struck Mengyan's head, Ji Nuan hurriedly said, "Don't kill him first, we have to ask him to give the people of Yueyang an explanation!"

Song Wangchen stopped hearing this. He quickly took out the demon lock bag and silently recited the terms. The nightmare was immediately included in it.

Ji Nuan blasted the demon lock bag containing the nightmare and smiled and said, "That's natural, because Song Wangchen is by my side, so I naturally have no fear."

Song Wangchen looked at her smile, took her into his arms, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

Seven days later, the wound on Ji Nuan's face finally healed. When she looked at the girl with white skin and big eyebrows in the bronze mirror, she couldn't help but touch her face, and she felt a little unreal.

The Immortal Mu Xun is indeed well-known. Even if such injuries are in the 21st century, they may require plastic surgery to recover!

Song Wangchen brought the plate of pastries and walked slowly closer. He hadn't gone anywhere these days. Except for the time he spent with her, he stayed in the kitchen and learned to make pastries in the kitchen. A talented person always learned everything faster than others. He would always stand by and take a few glances every time, and try to make it while there was no one in the kitchen, but the ones he made were very delicious every time.

Ji Nuan was in a good mood. Every girl loved beauty. She had never left the room for seven days. Except for Yu Man and the others who occasionally came to visit her, she enjoyed the delicious food made by Song Wangchen every day. After eating, sleeping, and eating, she felt that she had gained weight.

"Song Wangchen, can you stop making sweets in the future? I'm almost fat as a pig." Ji Nuan deliberately pinched her thin cheeks and said in a coquettish tone.

"If you don't like it, just throw it away." After saying that, Song Wangchen had already brought up the pastry he was about to put down.

Ji Nuan hurriedly grabbed the pastry in his hand, took a big bite, and smiled vaguely: "Don't! It's a pity to throw it away."

"By the way, the wound on my face has healed. We will take Nightmare to Zhishuijian later to reassure the people."

"Okay." Song Wangchen touched her head pamperedly and kissed her affectionately.
Chapter completed!