When Li Zhen returned to the inn in the town, Han Yu, who was at the door, didn't see Jiang Fu who went with him, so he asked suspiciously.
"Where's Cheng Shui?"
"I don't know, the master only said through voice transmission that we should come back first and wait."
Li Zhen was also very worried about Jiang Fu's sudden disappearance, but he obeyed his master's order and dared not ask any more questions, so he had to bring his disciples back first.
They waited anxiously for two hours, and finally waited for Jiang Fu to come, and brought back the head and disciples of the Ruoxi Sect.
Han Yu asked in surprise.
"The Ruoxi faction is here too?"
Jiang Fuen let out a cry, turned his head and whispered a few words to the people behind him, and then pulled him to his side.
Only then did Han Yu discover the extra stranger. He was wearing blood-stained clothes. He was tall and handsome, but his expression was ignorant and innocent.
Han Yu's heart suddenly felt a little strange. He could feel that this stranger was an ordinary person without spiritual power, but even if he was a stranger who was rescued with good intentions, how could Jiang Fu, who never liked getting too close to others, allow him to His such close contact
"Brother, this is the Yuanchen I mentioned to you before."
Looking at the shocked Han Yu, a gentle smile appeared in Jiang Fu's eyes. He patted Yuan Chen's head and whispered teasingly.
"Hey, let me take you to wash and change clothes first."
Yuan Chen didn't look at anyone, just followed him closely, and nodded meekly.
Han Yu looked at the back of Jiang Fu and Yuan Chen's intimate departure in disbelief, and belatedly remembered that Yuan Chen's appearance was indeed very familiar. It was the portrait Jiang Fu had drawn of his fiancé.
He was quite moved by such a dramatic reunion.
"Unexpectedly, after searching for so long, Cheng Shui actually found it."
"Looking for what?"
Daoist Qingchen, who was also looking at Jiang Fu's back, asked indifferently.
Han Yu was stunned, and suddenly remembered his unilateral concern for Jiang Fu all these years, and felt a little embarrassed, hesitating for fear of hurting Qingchen's infatuated heart.
"Find... find..."
"I know, Cheng Shui has already told me."
Daoist Qingchen's face remained unchanged, and there was a bit of imperceptible jealousy in Qinglie's eyes.
"That's his former fiancé, his future Taoist companion."
Han Yu's complexion changed, he looked sloppy in embarrassment, and hurriedly changed the subject clumsily.
"You Ruoxi faction are here too, this time is just right, we will definitely be able to catch Moxiu clean."
Daoist Qingchen was silent for a while before speaking.
"He is the survivor we left behind when we hunted down Moxiu. It so happens that he is the only one left, and he has been in contact with Moxiu for so long. I think we should pay attention to him."
The skepticism that surfaced was undisguised.
Han Yu was embarrassed to say that his words were paranoid with selfish intentions, and after scratching his hair, he said dryly.
"It's better to listen to the arrangement of the head."
When Jiang Fu rescued Yuan Chen, the other party had already lost his memory. I don't know whether it was disturbed by the breath of the demon cultivator or stimulated by the massacre of the demon cultivator. After waking up, Yuan Chen stared blankly at the concerned Jiang Fu in front of him. It is a blank attachment.
He didn't move when asked him something, just looked at Jiang Fu seriously, foolishly.
Jiang Fu tried his best to find Yuanchen for so many years, and suddenly found him who was in crisis by accident. He was so happy that he almost forgot the repair he was in.
After patiently helping Yuan Chen take a bath and change his clothes, he was interrupted by Han Li's knock on the door.
Han Li said with a smile while leaning against the door frame while carrying the lunch box.
"You missed breakfast, I asked the kitchen to make some for you."
He deliberately glanced at the door a few times, raised his eyebrows, and lowered his voice to say ambiguously.
"I heard that you found your little fiancé?"
"What is a fiancé?"
Appearing behind Jiang Fu was Yuan Chen with a puzzled expression. He was half a head taller than Jiang Fu, but when he lowered his head and asked him, he looked like a child who knew nothing.
Han Li glanced up and down at Yuan Chen in surprise, and then whistled watching the show, his unscrupulous appearance was exactly the same as Han Yu's.
"Master, you are truly blessed."
Jiang Fu took the food box and ignored his words.
"I'll be downstairs in a quarter of an hour. You call the leaders of the various sects. I have some clues about the traces of Moxiu."
Han Li's eyes lit up, and he responded respectfully.
After Han Li closed the door and left, Jiang Fu placed the food boxes on the round table one by one, and Yuan Chen, who was sticking to him step by step, smelled the aroma of the food, touched his stomach and whispered.
"Very hungry."
"Sit here and eat."
Yuan Chen's mind is like a three-year-old child now, even the posture of holding chopsticks is clumsy, and his face is wrinkled and distressed.
Jiang Fu touched his head with a smile, and patiently fed him bite by bite with chopsticks.
Yuan Chen ate very slowly, and it had been almost a quarter of an hour since Jiang Fu finished feeding him. Cultivators don't actually feel hungry, so Jiang Fu took a few bites and planned to go downstairs.
He asked Yuan Chen to wait in the room, but Yuan Chen refused to agree and insisted on sticking to him.
It's really inconvenient for Jiang Fu to bring him there, and Yuan Chen's identity as a survivor of Moxiu's men is indeed doubtful. He doesn't want the cultivator to conflict with Yuan Chen because of this.
So he called Li Zhen and asked him to take a good look at Yuan Chen.
Yuan Chen was like a poor child who was afraid of being abandoned. When Jiang Fu used magic to trap him in the room, his eyes were red with grievances, and he patted the magic barrier anxiously and called him mournfully.
"Chengcheng, Chengcheng, don't go."
Jiang Fu told him this name when he was helping him change his clothes, and Yuan Chen immediately used it proficiently. When he was depressed, he called him like a big dog with his head down, pitiful and soft-hearted.
Jiang Fu sighed and said softly.
"Hey, I'll be back soon."
Li Zhen next to him stared dumbfounded at the repulsive master who patiently coaxed Yuan Chen for a while before leaving. He was so shocked that he felt ill.
As soon as Jiang Fu left, Yuan Chen lowered his head sadly, sat on the ground and waited for him to come back.
Jiang Fu was all in his eyes, and the others didn't take it seriously, and didn't even bother to look at it.
Li Zhen held back his energy and stared at him for a long time, finally couldn't hold back and approached him, and squatted down to ask curiously.
"Are you really Master's fiancé?"
Yuan Chen turned a deaf ear and remained silent, waiting wholeheartedly for Jiang Fu to come back.
Li Zhen held his chin and continued to ask him, even if Yuan Chen didn't answer him at all, he didn't answer a single word, he could still keep chatting on his own.
After a long while of rambling, Yuan Chen suddenly spoke unhappily.
"You are noisy."
Li Zhen, who finally got a response, was refreshed, and happily asked the question he was most concerned about.
"But you are just a mortal, can you really be my wife?"
The lifespan of a mortal is short, so the cultivator will often choose a cultivator with the same aptitude as a Taoist partner. No one can bear to fall in love with a mortal and watch him grow old, sick and die helplessly, but he still has a long time to spend alone Great pain.
Yuan Chen thought about it seriously, then tilted his head and asked.
"If I want to be with Chengcheng all the time, do I have to be your mistress?"
"Of course, Master's Taoist companion is of course my teacher's wife, but you are a mortal, and now you have amnesia, others will definitely not agree."
Li Zhen has practiced with Jiang Fu for so long, and this is the first time that he has discovered that he has more emotions and desires, and there is no doubt that this is because of the appearance of Yuan Chen.
Although Li Zhen felt that no one was worthy of the master he admired, since the master liked it, he could only express his support.
He racked his brains to help Yuan Chen find a way, but Yuan Chen ignored him, but continued to stare at the direction of the door, until Jiang Fu finally opened the door and came in with a happy smile.
"Orange is back!"
Jiang Fu had withdrawn his spells when he was going upstairs, so Yuan Chen got up, rushed over, hugged him firmly in his arms, and rubbed him happily.
Li Zhen stared blankly at the coquettish pampering of his aloof master, and was glared at by the unhappy Yuan Chen several times before withdrawing his head embarrassingly and slipping out.
Jiang Fu patted Yuan Chen's head in praise, and said with a smile.
"My dear Yuanyuan, next time you sit on the bed or on the stool, don't sit on the ground."
Yuan Chen hugged him and refused to let go. After listening, he immediately tightened his arms and hugged him even tighter, shaking his head sullenly.
"No, not next time."
Don't wait any longer, he couldn't bear Jiang Fu to leave his sight even for a second.
Jiang Fu pulled down his neckline and kissed him reassuringly.
"Well, there will be no next time."
Yuan Chen who was kissed was startled, and then greedily deepened the kiss, holding the back of his head to prevent Jiang Fu from escaping.
Jiang Fu was afraid that he would hurt his mortal body when he used his spiritual power, so he struggled a little and then stopped resisting, and let him reluctantly ask for it.
But at this time, Yuan Chen felt very self-taught.
He thought silently.
After finally pushing Yuan Chen away, Jiang Fu's face turned red. He pinched Yuan Chen's face hard, looked straight into his pure and transparent eyes, and asked suspiciously.
"Have you lost your memory? Why can't you do anything, just this?"
Yuan Chen foolishly looked down at his exquisite and picturesque face, his earnest eyes were full of obvious liking and nostalgia.
He rubbed the tip of Jiang Fu's nose flatteringly, and muttered clumsily happily.
"Orange, I like you so much."
Their distance is very close, and Jiang Fu who is so close can clearly see the turbulent affection in Yuan Chen's eyes that is almost overflowing. It is obviously the first time they meet in this world, but Yuan Chen is already like this Obsessed with him.
Is it because the real Yuan Chen is already interested in him, so it affects the individuals in the world
This kind of spontaneous love seems to be not far from success.
Jiang Fu looked at Yuan Chen thoughtfully for a while, then pinched his ears, sweet dimples appeared on his smiling face, and he answered with a careless voice like coaxing a child.
"Well, I like Yuanyuan too."
Seeing him let go of his hand and passed him to drink tea, Yuan Chen stared down at his empty palm in a daze, a faint red light flashed in his dark chaotic eyes.