The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

When Shen Ya reached the first peak, Nan Yuan was already ready.

He changed his clothes and stood in the yard like an immortal in the forest.

The wind was a little strong and the leaves were rustling.

Nan Yuan stood there in white, looking up at the sky with an indifferent expression.

The leaves fell all over him.

Hearing the footsteps, Nan Yuan turned around and waved to Shen Ya.

"Big Brother, let's go."

Shen Ya walked over and held Nan Yuan's hand.

The hand was incredibly cold.

Shen Ya shivered with cold.

Although he was a man, an adult man at that, Nan Yuan's hands were so cold, even colder than snow.

"Brother, have you been standing outside for a long time? Your hands are so cold, like ice."

Shen Ya grabbed Nan Yuan's other hand, held Nan Yuan's hands with both hands, squeezed her cheeks and blew air into her palms.

The child has a hot temperature.

When it was placed on Nan Yuan's hand, he felt as if he was holding a small heater.

He looked down at Shen Ya blowing air into his palm, the warm air flowing between his fingers like a stream of warm water.

The stream of water seemed to spread upwards along the fingertips.

It gradually spread to the heart, enveloping it, and then flowed throughout the body along with the blood pumped by the heart.

Nan Yuan's expression softened a little.

He squatted down and said, "I'm not cold. This is the technique I practiced."

Gongfa?

"There is such a strange technique. Will your body temperature drop as you practice it? Will you turn into ice in the end?"

Shen Ya didn't expect that there was such a martial art.

Nan Yuan's body temperature was no longer low; he felt like a dead person to the touch.

Nan Yuan laughed at Shen Ya's words and touched her hair. "If that's the case, would Ya Ya still dare to approach me?"

"Brother, don't worry. If you really turn into ice, I will use fire to melt you. I will use a very, very big fire to melt you little by little. Don't worry, I will be careful not to burn you."

Shen Ya said that she was a good cook and would not burn him.

"Then I'll leave this task to you. I'll contact you when I need you."

Nan Yuan’s abnormal body temperature really seemed to be a problem with his martial arts technique.

During the time they were talking, his hands returned to normal and were not as cold as before.

"Let's go quickly, Third Senior Sister and Master are waiting for us at the foot of the mountain."

"Slow down."

Nan Yuan walked slowly and was pulled by Shen Ya, and he asked Shen Ya to slow down from time to time.

Bai Shi followed slowly behind, "Yaya forgot to tell you just now that she will go to pick up Wuyou with Qi Wuzhi and Wuxun tomorrow. They were supposed to go today, but Yaya said she made an appointment with you to listen to storytelling today, so they changed their departure to tomorrow."

It was late yesterday, so Bai Shi did not follow Shen Ya back to Linshan.

It heard about this from Qi Wuzhi this morning.

【Where did Wuyou go? 】

Except for Wu Xun, Nan Yuan didn't care about the other fellow disciples, so naturally he didn't pay attention to where they went.

If Bai Shi hadn't brought up this matter today, Nan Yuan wouldn't have known that Wuyou was not inside the door.

[I heard that he went to Canglan Secret Realm, so they are going to pick him up. Do you want to go? ]

The white lion is ready to make a move.

It wants to go.

[They didn't even ask you, so why did you go? Did you go with a shameless face?]

[Can you please speak more nicely? And who said they didn’t ask me? I think Yaya will definitely ask me.]

The white lion is confident.

It didn't even think about what it would do if Shen Ya didn't ask it.

Nan Yuan was too lazy to expose Bai Shi's false confidence because they were almost at the foot of the mountain.

He had already seen Qi Wuzhi and Wuxun from afar.

"Why did you two take so long? If it had been any later I would have gone up to look for you."

The two of you here are naturally Bai Shi and Shen Ya, not including Nan Yuan.

Qi Wuzhi politely said hello to Nan Yuan and ignored him.

After all, Qi Wuzhi hates people who pretend the most.

Unfortunately, Nan Yuan is the pretentious person.

She also likes to hate the whole family.

Qi Wuzhi was willing to pay attention to the white lion because she discovered that it was different from Nanyuan after spending some time with it.

"I walked a little slowly. I'm sorry to have kept Third Senior Sister waiting for a long time."

Shen Ya took the initiative to speak, "Third Senior Sister's clothes today are so beautiful, her hairstyle is also beautiful, and the flower ornament on her forehead is different from yesterday."

Qi Wuzhi also changed into new clothes today, and even changed the style of the flower ornament on her forehead.

Qi Wuzhi also dressed up on a whim today.

She hadn't expected anyone to notice.

Who told her that she was the only virgin girl in their sect before?

These brothers all had eyes like they had grown on their heads. Even if she dressed up like a flower, they wouldn't compliment her, and might even ridicule her, not paying any attention to her.

Shen Ya was too young, and she didn't expect Shen Ya to understand how she dressed.

as predicted.

Neither Wuxun nor Nanyuan said anything.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ya could tell at a glance that she had changed into new clothes, a new hairstyle, and new flower ornaments.

Qi Wuzhi picked up Shen Ya from the white lion's back and gave her a deep breath.

"As expected of my baby, you can talk. Senior sister, I also used a new ointment, you can smell it, it smells good."

Qi Wuzhi gestured to Shen Ya to smell his neck.

Shen Ya leaned over and smelled it.

Qi Wuzhi never used ointment before, saying that it was difficult to trick people... and it would easily expose himself.

I used it for the first time today, and it still has a very sweet peach flavor.

Shen Ya particularly likes this smell, "It smells so good, Third Senior Sister, your perfume smells so good."

"I knew you would like it. I gave you a box too. Go back and take a good look at it."

The gift that Qi Wuzhi brought for Shen Ya has been given to her.

Because there is a lot, Shen Ya hasn't finished reading it all yet.

"I'll look for it when I get back so we can use the same ointment."

"I also bought a new dress that goes with this hairpin. You can try them on."

Only then did Nan Yuan notice that there was a small hairpin on Shen Ya's head.

[The gifts Qi Wuzhi brought to Yaya. She brought a lot of gifts to Yaya.]

When Qi Wuzhi took Shen Ya away from him, Bai Shi was very angry and started to scold Nan Yuan, [Comparing yourself to others is really annoying. Some people are loved so much after only being here for a few months, while some people have been here for so many years and have not received a single gift.]

Nan Yuan glanced at the white lion calmly, [Same here.]

He had no gifts, and neither did the white lion.

Shen Ya and his friends arrived at the teahouse just in time, and the storytelling had just begun.

The teahouse was full of people, and several of them entered the private room.

Professionals are different. They can drag people into their story with just a few words.

Except for Nanyuan and Wuxun, the others were immersed in the storyteller's story. They neither ate cakes nor drank water. They just focused on listening to the story.

Even the white lion listened with great interest.

Now Nan Yuan knew why Bai Shi and Qi Wuzhi had a good relationship.

White Lion has the personality of a child.

It would be strange if it wasn't happy that someone was playing with it and it was so interesting.

The story is a legend that tells the stories of ten sects.

These ten sects are the most dazzling and outstanding sects on the continent, gathering countless geniuses. These ten sects have their own strengths and are each other's biggest competitors, but also the most solid allies in times of crisis.

The storyteller picked out a few of these stories to tell, and his stories were extremely exciting.

An audience member asked where the ten sects had gone?

The storyteller smiled and explained that maybe it had disappeared, or maybe it had reappeared beside them in another form. After all, the cycle goes on and on.

The audience upstairs and downstairs took out spirit stones and threw them onto the stage to reward the storyteller.

Qi Wuzhi was happy to hear that and grabbed a handful of spirit stones and threw them over.

Shen Ya fluttered his arms and wanted to throw the spirit stone.

But he was a little short, and it took the help of the white lion to throw it over.

The storyteller stood up and thanked him.

A few people walked out of the teahouse and went to eat something.

From beginning to end, Shen Ya never mentioned that she was going out tomorrow.

The white lion was having so much fun that he didn't pay attention to this problem until Nan Yuan reminded him.

It’s over. Yaya won’t abandon it and go out play with Qi Wuzhi and the others, right?