Song Wangchen stopped joking, opened the door and said seriously: "Let's go"! At this time, he returned to his expressionless look and pulled Ji Nuan out of the door.

Change of face is faster than changing the sky! But what happened to Ji Nuan's little loss? Ji Nuan said unhappily: "Where to go?"

"Let's talk about it when you go out."

Song Wangchen felt like the wind was coming from his feet, and he had already pulled Ji Nuan to the street in his words. Ji Nuan almost trotted all the way before following his footsteps.

From time to time, people greeted them warmly. After staying in Yueyang for a long time, everyone knew that the existence of Ji Nuan, a woman in Muxi, and loved her. Even Song Wangchen walked aside, could not stop their warm greetings.

When he reached an uninhabited street corner, Ji Nuan suddenly remembered something, pulled Song Wangchen to stop and asked: "Wangchen, you said that if Nightmare is really dead and Kano has returned to the Western Regions, how should we explain to the people? I made a promise in front of them in your name that I would catch Nightmare and Kano, and I would hand it over to them in person and let them deal with it. There is no evidence of death now, I am afraid that you will lose trust in front of the people."

"It's okay." Song Wangchen was a weak person by nature. How could he care about fame and fortune? What he wanted was the peace of the human race. For this reason, he did not hesitate to kill all the demons.

"But, isn't this destroying your reputation? I remember when I first came, you warned me not to destroy your reputation. Although, in the end, you almost got rid of your cultivation and expelled from Muxi."

Ji Nuan scratched her head embarrassedly. Now she has been in this world for eight or nine months, and it is not far from the one-year competition. Fortunately, she doesn't want to become an inner room disciple, and she doesn't need to have a profound cultivation. Isn't it good to have a husband with a high level of cultivation? As for the quota for the inner room disciples of Meifeng, Yu Man is enough.

Song Wangchen stared at her with interest: "Do you still remember?"

"Of course, it seems like yesterday. Alas, don't interrupt, I'm talking about your reputation."

"It's good as long as it doesn't affect Muxi's reputation."

"No, this is not just a matter of reputation, but also a matter of responsibility. We must be responsible for what we have said and promise others that we must do. If we really can't do it, we must apologize to them and ask for their understanding."

Song Wangchen gently stroked her long hair and said pamperingly: "Who taught you these?"

In this place where the Immortal Sect is respected, from royal relatives to scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, no one is very respectful to the people in the Immortal Sect. Although they cannot interfere in the affairs of the royal family, the people in the royal family are also very courteous to them. This is also the reason why many royal children have become disciples and practiced since ancient times. Apologizing to the people for a few words is unprecedented.

"My dad, oh, dad means father. My dad is a very powerful person. He is my idol. Every word he says is my true saying." Although Ji Nuan smiled, tears flashed in her eyes.

Song Wangchen knew that she missed her father, so he immediately took her into his arms: "Listen to you, and when the matter here is handled, will I accompany you to find your way home?"

Ji Nuan shook her head and said, "No, I want to stay here. There are you, senior sisters, Yu Man, Ruqin, Rumu and others, and there are many bizarre and weird things that I can't bear to go back!"

It would be strange if she didn't want to go back! She just didn't want Song Wangchen to abandon her lifelong beliefs and go to a strange world with herself, and live a life that he could not imagine at all. What if she found the way back and couldn't take Song Wangchen back, wouldn't she never see him? Instead of doing this, it would be better to stay with her at least, stay by his side forever and never leave her.

Song Wangchen said: "You are too kind and should stay in a safer place."

"With you protecting me, what are you afraid of?"

Song Wangchen thought to himself: "I'm afraid I can't protect you."

I thought she would stay by my side

She could protect her, but he not only let Ahuai capture her under his nose, but also almost let her be buried in a cave. Since then, Song Wangchen has become more frightened and uneasy about these emotions he has never felt before.

He killed countless demons, and although he was famous all over the world, he would also attract hatred. Among them, there are not only the demon clan, but also the demon clan's eye, and there are also the mentally aggressive plots between his fellow disciples.

He began to feel that Ji Nuan was not safe by his side, but she couldn't feel at ease if she was not by her side. Only by returning to her world without demons would the safest one.

Seeing that he hadn't answered for a long time, and for some reason, Ji Nuan immediately left his arms and said with a smile: "We're going far away. Now we are discussing apology. As for going back, let it go, let it go!"

After saying that, she pulled Song Wangchen, who was secretly sad, and went straight to Zhishuijian. She said the words in front of the people of Zhishuijian, so she had to explain them clearly. It would be best if she could be forgiven. If she was not forgiven, she would at least have a clear conscience.

When approaching Zhishui Jian, Song Wangchen suddenly stopped: "Xiao Nuan, what if they don't accept the apology?"

Ji Nuan said: "Apology must be sincere first. We must go from house to house to door. As for whether they accept it, I don't know. I only know that if I don't try it, I will look down on myself."

Song Wangchen looked at the sparse houses in front of him, and felt a little sad: "From house to house?"

Although Zhishuijian is just a village, there are about a hundred households of all sizes, and they are all scattered along the river. It is not a small project to go from house to house.

Ji Nuan didn't mind these things, and smiled and said, "Yes, the old village chief is the core figure of Zhishuijian, let's go to his house first!"

She suddenly turned around and smiled, "I don't know which household it is, please lead the way! You will definitely know if you stay in his house for a few days."

"Um."

The village chief’s family is obviously richer, and the house is much larger than that of ordinary houses. Xiaoyu was standing outside the door and sweeping the floor in a row, looking up from time to time.

Song Wangchen was almost dragged all the way. He really didn't want to go there. Xiaoyu's previous attitude towards Ji Nuan made him very unhappy.

When Xiaoyu saw Song Wangchen's figure, she immediately showed joy. After throwing the broom into the bushes in front of the door, she sorted out her hair and dress. Then she pretended to be calm and fiddled with the bushes, but her eyes were secretly looking at Song Wangchen's movements. Seeing that they were coming soon, she immediately turned around and turned her back to the two of them.

"Miss Xiaoyu, it's great that you are here." Ji Nuan greeted Xiaoyu enthusiastically as soon as she saw Xiaoyu, and had long forgotten her disgust for herself.

"Miss Ji, Mr. Song, it's you guys." Xiaoyu turned around and replied in surprise, deliberately putting Ji Nuan's name in front of him, but the eyes staring at Song Wangchen still made Song Wangchen a little unhappy.

Ji Nuan saw her little thoughts and smiled and said, "Miss Xiaoyu, is the village chief here?"

Xiaoyu then withdrew her gaze, nodded quickly, and led the way in person: "Please please, both of you!"

The village chief was playing chess with an old friend. He frowned and raised a black spot. He didn't know where to fall. The old man opposite touched his gray beard and looked at him with a proud look.

"here."

When the village chief heard this, he felt like he was carrying a pot of initiation. He smiled and hurriedly left a son. Seeing that his old friend had no choice but to make a move for a long time, his eyes were still looking straight behind him. Then he remembered the person who taught him to make a move just now, and immediately turned around and looked around.

Song Wangchen and Ji Nuan saluted respectfully to the village chief. It was Song Wangchen who taught him that son just now.

When the village chief saw Xiaoyu standing aside from a distance, his eyes staring at the backs of the two people. He was eager to protect his calf and immediately turned his head back and said, "Since I am guided by others, I will admit defeat in this game, and we will have another game." After saying that, he quickly picked up the black man without leaving any sympathy.

Opposite

The old man looked surprised at first, but then he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and he was even more unnecessary here. He immediately smiled and said, "No, I lost just now, that, I have something to do, so I will leave first, we will fight tomorrow." After saying that, the old man stood up slowly with a crutch.

"Grandpa Liu, I'll see you off." Xiaoyu immediately ran over and helped the old man away slowly, looking back from time to time.

The village chief didn't say anything, and put away the chessboard on his own, as if Ji Nuan and Song Wangchen were transparent.

"Village Chief, Ji Nuan and Wangchen came here to express their solemn regret to you. Ji Nuan had said before that he would bring Nightmare and Kano to Zhishuijian for you to deal with. Now Nightmare is most likely dead. Kano is a royal family in the Western Regions, so we don't want to interfere, so I broke my promise, I'm sorry!"

Ji Nuan bowed deeply and waited for the village chief to answer before getting up.

Song Wangchen was obviously a little unhappy. The village chief didn't like them from the beginning, so there was no possibility of forgiveness. Ji Nuan held his hand and blinked desperately to signal him to salute, but he still stood tall and didn't move.

The village chief shook his hand holding the chess piece, and then continued to play with the chess piece, responding slowly: "Why should Miss Ji do this? The people in Muxi have a high status. Why do you apologize to a pariah like us for a illusory promise? Isn't this self-destruction?"

The two of them could hear the sarcasm in the words clearly. Song Wangchen was already impatient. Seeing that Ji Nuan was still bent over, he immediately pulled her straight up.

Just as she was about to ask Ji Nuan to give up, she shook her head and walked to the opposite side of the village chief and sat down, laughing: "How could the village chief think so? It is said that it is used for the people and taken from the people. Whether it is the immortal sect or the royal relatives, aren't they all eating rice and cabbage grown by you ordinary people? How can they be said to be a pariah? It should be the parents of food and clothing. As for identity? In my eyes, people do not have to be divided into different levels, nor are they high and low. Since they are breaking their trust, no matter who they are, they should try their best to obtain the understanding of others."

"Crazy..."

The village chief was so shocked that he even fell on the chess piece that had just picked up his left hand and fell on the chessboard. The old eyes full of vicissitudes gradually became blurred. The people were not untouchables, but their parents, and they were not distinguished from high or low. He had never heard these words before, and he could not even think about them. And such words were said from a woman, how could he not be surprised?

In fact, it was not only him who was surprised. Even Song Wangchen, who had always been accustomed to Ji Nuan's "big truth", was shocked. What kind of mind does she have to be so open-minded? Moreover, these words sounded to the people as righteous words and in line with their wishes, but if it were royal nobles, the hundreds of immortals would definitely be unruly and rebellious.

After being silent for a long time, the village chief reached out and wiped his tears and said, "Miss Ji, I have been taught. I had a bad attitude before. I missed the girl's kindness and I apologized to the girl."

When the village chief stood up and was about to salute, Ji Nuan raised his arms with both hands to stop him and said with a smile: "The village chief is serious. Ji Nuan is wrong first, why do you want to apologize instead."

After saying that, she bowed again and said, "Village Chief, Ji Nuan and Wangchen have violated their promises. I'm sorry that I didn't do what I promised to do for you!"

The village chief immediately pulled her up and said with a smile: "Even if it is a mistake without intention, how can I be surprised? Miss Ji, don't worry, I will explain the reason to other people, and I believe they will understand it."

Ji Nuan said: "We are really happy that the village chief can forgive us. As for other people, apology requires sincerity. I will go from house to house to apologize. Ji Nuan thanks the village chief for his kindness!"

The old village chief's appreciation in his heart was a little more. He is such a rare good girl!

Ji Nuan looked at the smile on the village chief's face and knew that he had really forgived him. He smiled and said, "Village Chief, there are still many families who have not left, so I won't bother you and say goodbye!"
Chapter completed!