Jiang Zheliu didn't know what words he should use to answer him.
The best man came too late.
It seems that after reaching this level, whether he agrees or not, the other party will not give up easily. It's just that now, he really doesn't have anything to promise for the rest of his life.
He stretched out his hand to cover the back of the other's hand, the fingertips of the palm were still a little damp, and the water droplets rolled down drop by drop.
"I understand." Jiang Zheliu said, "It's just me... I don't get paid for my merits. I'm ashamed that you treat me like this."
"What's without merit?" Wen Renye stared at him and said, "I am good to you, not because you are powerful and incomparable and can bring me benefits, nor because of how many people admire you because of your grace and dignity, it is me. ... I've been thinking of you. It has nothing to do with fame and fortune, so don't think I'm the same just because everyone else asks for something."
"I just want to do this, and I'm willing to do it. What do you need to feel guilty about? Haven't your life been ruined by these unnecessary guilts?"
He has always had a lot of criticism about that death-defying caregiver. In his eyes, it didn't seem to be important, but more like tying him with morality and kindness.
It's just that Jiang Zheliu takes these very seriously. In order to give Zhu Wenyuan a porridge, a meal, and a place to live, he returned his long life to the Lingxiao faction. It has been imprinted in his long-standing habits.
"Even if you don't look good in the future, I'll treat you the same way." Wen Renye actually didn't want to say such a thing, under his filter, no matter what Jiang Ziliu was, he would still look good, "Even if you It's really a bubble, it shatters when you touch it, and I'll keep you too."
Jiang Zheliu actually listened to this kind of words a lot. From his practice to the present, he has never lacked people who came to show their diligence, swear an oath as proof, and single-mindedly. He never believed in any of them.
But at the moment, he didn't even have the strength to say "don't believe".
"I sometimes feel that you seem to disappear in the blink of an eye, and it will spread like a light smoke." Wen Renye felt that his emotions were out of control, and he slightly restrained his tone, "Jiang Ziliu, did you just come to this world and complete it? Mission? When everything is over, you will leave without hesitation."
"I..." Jiang Zheliu's words paused slightly, "How long can I stay now? It's not on my own anymore. Maybe when I want to live a hundred years in the future, I don't have a holiday, and the world is good to me."
"No." His words were more uncomfortable than the rejection of Wen Renye's confession. "As long as you know what I mean, I don't force you to respond. As long as you're here, it's better than anything else."
Jiang Zheliu didn't know how to persuade him. He wanted to say that your next life is still very long. He wanted to say that there will always be a more favorite partner who can accompany you for the rest of your life.
But he could not persuade him. It is precisely because he can see his sincerity that he cannot say a word more.
He could only gently hold Wen Renye's hand and say to him, "Okay."
He replied a word, and felt that the atmosphere was too heavy, and added a little: "I live longer, and I have to give you a chance to seize it."
Wen Renye was stunned for a moment, remembering that he had just opened his mouth to "take it by force", narrowed his purple eyes and looked at the sick little willow tree in front of him, and said, "I want the whole world to know that I forced it. You are a big devil."
Jiang Zheliu didn't know what hobbies and customs were in the Demon Realm, and he didn't quite understand this appeal. It was just the hobby of their Demon Race who liked to be villains... He nodded and suggested: "Maybe they will force me. Having a baby, um, is so devilish... The medicine is working, I can't stand up anymore."
The big devil who forced him to give birth immediately supported him nervously. After calculating the time, he picked him up from the medicine pool, then covered him with a fluffy cloak and stretched out his hands to perform surgery. Dry his hair and the thin shirt inside.
After the hair was completely dry, this fragile sick beauty was buried on his shoulders, as if she was too sleepy to open her eyes, even if Wen Renye said anything about bribery, she wouldn't be able to lift her spirits. He had heard a lot of similar stories from Xiaolu Achu before—for example, the prince who hung the princess on the city wall for three years asked her if she was wrong, for example, the respected master, who was the leader of the righteous path, was bullied into bed by three evil cultivators Go... each one is quite exciting.
Lord Mozun has not enough experience in this way, and he is still a novice in looting. He hugged Jiang Zheliu and felt that the other party was very light. He turned his head and said in a low voice, "Are you asleep? I'll take you back to sleep."
"… Um."
"You lean into my arms."
The other party leaned on the past a little bit, especially obedient.
Wen Renye looked at him for a moment, and the heart that had settled down began to thump again. He lowered his head and kissed the other's forehead again, his movements were light and fast, as if he was guilty of a thief, and he couldn't walk smoothly.
… It's so unpromising.
Lord Mozun cursed himself in his heart, while reaching out to tighten the cloak on Jiang Zheliu's shoulders.
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Wind and sun.
Dan Xinguan welcomed an uninvited guest today.
Ember Nian was wearing a loose Taoist robe, sitting next to the medicine stove to record the medicinal properties of the new medicine, and heard the kind voice of a young man from the edge of the lake.
"It's been a long time since Wang Mou and Linglong Medical Sage, and now I miss them very much."
From the view of Dan Xin Guan, Wang Wenyuan sailed a small boat across it. He was dressed in a milky white coat, covered with seal inscriptions and patterns, and held a half-open folding fan in his hand. Bamboo curtains were raised.
The pavilion master of the Tianji Pavilion, Wang Wenyuan, although he succeeded him not long ago, his divination and deduction skills are extremely clever, and he is a magic stick full of prophecies.
Ember didn't lift his head, and said lazily: "Come on, what kind of friendship do you and I have? Is it worth the visit of Pavilion Master Wang? Or are you missing arms and legs and even your heart is black, and you dragged your breath to come to me for treatment?"
Wang Wenyuan didn't get angry at all, but patted the folding fan and sat across from the year of embers, looked around, and said casually: "Your Excellency Medical Sage, no one dares to scold, I am afraid that few people in the world are innocent in your eyes. It's clean... But this time I'm here, it's not that I'm asking for a doctor, but something else."
Ember Year had an unusual premonition. He raised his eyes and looked at the smiling magic stick: "Nothing goes without going to the Three Treasures Hall, you say."
"Friend Yu Xian has not been out for a long time, and he is not well informed." Wang Wenyuan changed his name and said with a smile, "Did you know that Jiang Xianzun lives in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain?"
When is this the old yellow calendar? Ember Nian narrowed his eyes, but did not speak.
"Jin Yujie, the young pavilion master of Wushuang Jiange, went up the mountain to visit, and then asked me to discuss, saying that Jiang Xianzun had lost his cultivation." He paused meaningfully when he said this, "He wanted to take Jiang Xianzun back. , but also let the new Venerable Lord Wenren Ye of the Demon Realm take advantage of it. So he came to discuss with me, and wanted to write a letter to unite the names of the four immortal gates in the cultivation realm, and make an agreement with the Demon Realm to take back the Immortal Venerable and protect him. safety."
Ember raised his eyebrows: "If Wen Renye doesn't agree?"
"If he doesn't agree." Wang Wenyuan seemed to have expected it long ago, "It just so happened that Jin Yujie said that the real Lord Suzaku in the demon world also witnessed this. The cultivation world and the demon world were repaired by Jiang Xianzun in a thousand years, so how could they stand by and watch."
Ember Year can understand that this group of villains has the meaning of "holding the emperor to command the princes". Jiang Zheliu has great prestige, and almost all the descendants of the four immortal sects are incapable of following him. The world's scattered cultivators also respect and admire him. Jiang Xianzun, who has no cultivation base but dedicated everything to the world of self-cultivation, sounds more valuable than Jiang Zheliu, who is invincible.
If Wen Renye doesn't agree, he can just take this opportunity to start a war... I heard that the demon world has recently opened the third giant gate of Xuantong, and there are countless treasures inside, and it is not uncommon to be coveted by others. If Wen Renye really handed him over, it would be even more beneficial and harmless. These calculations are very subtle. It's just that the Demon World's combat power has always been excellent... I don't know how confused these people are.
80% is profit, and the remaining 20% is estimated to be Jin Yujie and Liezhen's own dirty hearts.
Although Ember Year stayed at home, he could see clearly from it. He glanced at Wang Wenyuan with a half-smile, and said, "You tell me what to do with this? my place."
Wang Wenyuan unfolded the folding fan, still not angry, and said with a smile on his lips: "I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I figured out that there are many variables and turning points here, Xianyou Yu, so I came to visit."
"Just a visit?" Ember Year stared at him.
"There is another matter, I have to entrust Your Excellency Medical Sage." Wang Wenyuan said, "I want to buy your Wutong Qingqing San."
Wutong Hanqing San is not a poison, but it can make people lose their senses and stimulate the deep love in their hearts.
Ember year knocked on the table: "Master Wang, you have to tell me what this is going to do. Although I am not a good person, I can't do things like revenge and ungrateful things."
Wang Wenyuan glanced at him, and seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with this exquisite medical sage who was far away from the center of power, and would not affect his plans: "Jin Yujie and Liezhen, although they are very anxious about the situation of their seniors and friends, but the two of them Everyone listens to Jiang Ziliu's words too much, if Immortal Venerable stood up to stop the war and explained his relationship with Wen Renye, I am afraid that these two people will be soft-hearted when facing that face."
"What does the pavilion master mean?"
"Since I can't lift the wind and waves." Wang Wenyuan said, "Why do we need to lift it? I heard that Zhu Wuxin visited Zhongnan Mountain a few days ago and returned with injuries. I thought... If Zhu Wuxin used Wutong to disperse affection, Maybe it will be able to penetrate everything in his heart, right?"
Ember Year touched his chin, looked at the magic stick opposite him and said, "Oh? According to what you mean, do you want Zhu Wuxin to stop them, or to help them?"
"Naturally it's blocking." Wang Wenyuan smiled, "The Peerless Sword Pavilion and the Lingxiao faction are tit-for-tat, and there is constant internal friction, so there is a chance to become the first of Xianmen."
Ember Nian endured and endured before he didn't scold him. He seemed to understand what this person was, but he still held back his anger and asked, "How do you know that Zhu Wuxin won't help Zhou?"
"The poor man has not missed it. Zhu Wuxin, once his mind is clear, he will not allow anyone to interfere with his senior brother, whether it is Wen Renye, Jin Yujie and Liezhen, he will do everything possible to destroy Jiang Zhe. Liu grabbed it back, with both body and mind, not even willing to cooperate with others... Zhu Wuxin is a paranoid lunatic, but he can bear it well."
I see you as a lunatic too. Ember Year scolded secretly.
He rubbed his hands, handed Wutong Hanqing Powder to Wang Wenyuan along with a piece of paper full of medicines, and said, "I can't get used to that bastard Zhu Wuxin for a long time. When Xianyou Wang starts, I will naturally applaud... Although Lanruo Temple is one of the Four Great Immortal Sects, it has always been clean and non-governing, and the first immortal sect is right in front of you, I wish you success in this trip."
Wang Wenyuan took the medicine bottle and paper. Knowing that the paper was the items needed to exchange for the medicine, he quickly glanced at it: "Tianji Pavilion will send the medicinal materials here later, Xianyou Yu..."
He paused for a moment, "Entrust your immortal friends in advance. No matter who of them is injured in an infighting and asks to come here, you don't want to be healed. I will be very grateful afterwards."
Ember Year was already numb to his snake and scorpion heart, he raised his hand and waved it, and said impatiently, "Get out."
Wang Wenyuan got what he asked, and didn't mind the attitude of the other party, turned around and returned to the boat, and left Danxinguan.
After a small boat floated away, Ember Nian brushed off his clothes and put out the poisonous smoke of cone heart powder floating in the medicine stove. Then he saw the Daotong boy who only reached his lower abdomen standing on the bamboo with a serious face. Looking at him from the edge of the curtain: "Even if the spectator is immune to all poisons, he can't use such poisonous smoke in the place where guests are entertained. Beauty... Senior Jiang is still living here, how dangerous it is!"
Ember Nian changed clothes while walking into Danxin Guan, and said lazily, "It's okay, I'm not targeting him... I just happen to have an interesting story that I want to share with Senior Jiang."
"What's the matter, I want to hear too..."
"Well..." Ember Nian thought for a while, "As for this matter, it's called a nest of snakes and rats."