The villains are all my vests

Chapter 242 Once upon a time there was a Cangming Mountain (34)

Sitting next to Song Yufeng, Wu Xian looked colder and colder under the laurel tree in his white clothes.

It's a pity that his clothes were messed up by Song Yufeng before, and he didn't care about them at all.

Ouyang Huichun looked at Wu Xian in surprise, with countless strange guesses floating in his heart.

Has Wu Xian been... ravaged?

As soon as this idea came up, Ouyang Huichun suddenly shivered.

impossible!
That is real Wu Xian!
Ouyang Huichun did not forget that the first time he saw Wu Xian was during an operation to eliminate demons.

Due to the wrong information, Wu Xian fell into the enemy camp alone.

When Ouyang Huichun followed Ouyang Ji and the others to the rescue, he saw Wu Xian sitting among countless corpses, wiping the bloody sword in his hand expressionlessly.

Hearing the movement, Wu Xian just raised his head, then lowered his head, concentrating on peeling the chestnuts in his hand.

His fingers are beautiful, and they move leisurely, not at all like a palm that has killed countless people.

Ouyang Huichun rubbed his eyes subconsciously.

After Wu Xian peeled the chestnuts, he threw them into Song Yufeng's bowl.

Song Yufeng held the bowl and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

"I don't want to eat." Wu Xian said.

"I, I, I, I don't like to eat either!!!" Song Yufeng was still thinking about the drunkenness just now, and stared at Wu Xian vigilantly.

Wu Xian raised his eyelids slowly: "No, you like it."

With a mournful face, Song Yufeng pushed aside Wu Xian's peeled chestnuts, and continued to compete with Gu Zhihuan for the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

He had never eaten chestnuts before, and he wanted to try it just now, but when he thought that the chestnuts in the bowl were peeled by Wu Xian, Song Yufeng couldn't eat them no matter what.

Ouyang Huichun had the illusion that he would be killed.

When he was hesitant to turn around and leave, Gu Zhihuan greeted him with a smile: "Rejuvenation is here."

"..."

The corner of Ouyang Huichun's mouth twitched.

I always feel that there is something bad behind Gu Zhihuan's enthusiasm.

"I seem to have disturbed you." Ouyang Huichun tentatively said.

"Well, but it's okay." Gu Zhihuan beckoned to him: "Come and sit down, anyway, it's not once or twice, you never pick a good time every time you show up."

Ouyang Huichun's smile was a little stiff.

He walked over with the wooden box in his arms.

There happened to be a place next to Han Yue.

Ouyang Huichun was about to sit down, when Gu Zhihuan said abruptly, "Let's talk about it first, you can sit down, but you can't eat, we didn't prepare for you."

"...I've eaten it." Ouyang Huichun said with a smile.

"So you didn't invite me for dinner." Gu Zhihuan sighed.

Ouyang Huichun moved uneasily.

It looks like there is something growing under the buttocks.

"This is the Lantian Nuanyu I brought from Bingxintang. Wearing it next to your body can nourish your body and improve your physique, especially for spiritual roots." Ouyang Huichun handed out the wooden box.

Gu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows.

Ouyang Huichun chose a good gift.

The three members of the Xiaoyao faction all have incomplete spiritual roots, and Lantian Nuanyu couldn't be more suitable for them.

Ouyang Huichun observed Gu Zhihuan calmly.

In fact, he did have two pieces of Lantian Nuanyu, but if he only gave one piece, he could test the relationship between Gu Zhihuan and the three of them.

Gu Zhihuan opened the box.

Inside lay a piece of crystal-clear milky white warm jade quietly, exuding a glistening light.

You can still smell some fragrance faintly.

Wu Xian glanced at it: "The color is pretty good, you've lost all your money."

"Unfortunately, there is only one piece." Ouyang Huichun said.

Gu Zhihuan directly threw the box to Song Yufeng: "Take it and play."

Song Yufeng was stunned for a moment: "Master, what can you do for me?"

When Song Yufeng heard that there was only one piece, he never thought that Gu Zhihuan would give it to him.

In this case, even if Gu Zhihuan doesn't use it himself, it's Han Yue's turn.

Gu Zhihuan yawned lazily: "You play with it, by the way, bring out the jug of wine for Huichun, otherwise he just watches us eat, what will happen if he gets greedy."

Ouyang Huichun: "..."

He is not greedy at all!
Song Yufeng took other people's things, but he didn't realize it at all.

He didn't want to get wine for Ouyang Huichun.

After scanning the people around, Song Yufeng finally set his sights on Wu Xian.

Ouyang Huichun sensed what he meant, and he was in a bad mood.

Wu Xian asked with a half-smile, "Look what I'm doing?"

"Go get the wine." Song Yufeng said.

"Who's going to get it?"

"you……"

"who am I?"

Song Yufeng gritted his back teeth: "Wu Xian—"

"Okay." Wu Xian stood up.

Song Yufeng couldn't say the word "old dog" in his mouth no matter what.

When Wu Xian got up, he was silenced by the way.

Song Yufeng could not speak again until Wu Xian entered the room.

He turned pale with anger.

Ouyang Huichun was beside him, his face was paler than his.

He originally thought that Song Yufeng asked Wu Xian to get the wine just as a joke, but he didn't expect Wu Xian to really move.

Not only did he move, but the meaningless conversation just now seemed strange no matter how you looked at it.

Wu Xian quickly came out with the wine.

Ouyang Huichun took over the wine jar, as if holding a hot potato: "Master Wu Xian..."

"Huh?" Wu Xian lowered his head to peel the chestnuts again.

Ouyang Huichun licked his lower lip nervously: "I want to ask about my senior brother."

Wu Xian threw the chestnuts into Song Yufeng's bowl again.

Song Yufeng forgot to hide this time.

After hearing Ouyang Ji, Song Yufeng began to lose his mind again.

He even ate the chestnuts that Wu Xian threw into his bowl earlier and didn't notice anything wrong.

Wu Xian's eyes bent: "I've looked through a lot of ancient books this year and found some interesting things."

Ouyang Huichun slightly tightened the hand holding the wine jar, and looked at Wu Xian.

Wu Xian calmly said: "Ouyang Ji's situation is not completely helpless, I will give you the list of required materials later."

The implication is that he has found a way to treat Ouyang Ji.

Song Yufeng couldn't help straightening his back.

Ouyang Huichun seemed too surprised, his Adam's apple rolled, and then he looked down at the wine jar in his hand, hesitating to speak.

Song Yufeng sneered: "Why doesn't Hall Master Huichun look very happy?"

Ouyang Huichun's body trembled: "I'm just...somewhat unexpected, after so many years...Senior brother..."

Ouyang Huichun took a deep breath, thought of something, and couldn't continue.

After a while, he spoke again: "How sure are you?"

"The two methods, if it's to make him wake up, it's probably [-]%, but if you want Ouyang Ji to restore his cultivation, I'm afraid it's only [-]%." Wu Xian said.

Song Yufeng couldn't help asking, "What does ten percent mean?"

"The remaining [-]% will die." Wu Xian said.

"[-]%...[-]% is fine." Ouyang Huichun seemed to have finally made up his mind: "It's good for people to wake up. As for cultivation, there will always be a way."

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