Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Wen Jin was outside the door, walking from one end to the other, back and forth, feeling a strange sense of uneasiness in his heart.

A vague sound came from the room. She used her spiritual power to listen carefully, but it was exactly the same as what she heard without using her spiritual power.

There are restrictions outside the room that come with the Medicine King Valley. It has nothing to do with the level of cultivation. The only reason is that the space where the Medicine King Valley is located is one level higher than the immortal world. However, she only has the cultivation level of an ordinary cultivator in the immortal world. No matter what, she can't hear clearly what the two people inside are saying.

Wen Jin sighed softly and kicked the raised bark on the neatly arranged tree stumps under his feet.

It was not until the sun moved to the middle of the room and shone directly down, and there was no longer any shade under the eaves outside the room, that Liu Jingyao's clear voice came from inside the door: "Master Wen Feng can come in."

Wen Jin had just raised his hand to cover his forehead, but when he heard the words, he suddenly felt relieved, turned around and pushed the door open.

Ji Yunmiao was no longer in bed.

On the other side of the room, a screen was set up, and behind the screen, faint sounds of water could be heard.

Liu Jingyao coughed lightly, attracting Wen Jin's gaze from behind the screen.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his fingertips were trembling slightly as he packed the medicine box.

"Master Wen Feng, are you interested in learning alchemy?" Liu Jingyao put away the medicine box and asked tentatively.

"Ah?" Wen Jin was startled: "Why did Doctor Liu say that?"

"I have tried my best today to suppress Brother Ji's demonic consciousness. I can only say that it can be suppressed." Liu Jingyao said, paused, and observed Wen Jin's expression.

As expected, the smile on Wen Jin's face faded a little, and there was a hint of loss in his eyes.

Liu Jingyao pursed her lips and continued, "But Brother Ji will definitely not stay in Medicine King Valley for the rest of his life. But I can fully hand over the pills that Brother Ji wants to take and the formula extracts used for the medicinal bath."

Hearing this, Wen Jin immediately understood. She hesitated and said, "I do want to learn how to make pills... but I know how urgent things are... it's definitely impossible for me to do it, but..." As she spoke, she looked at the screen in confusion, "Ah Miao is an alchemist himself..."

"Didn't he tell you?" Wen Jin turned around and looked at Liu Jingyao and said.

Liu Jingyao paused as he closed the medicine box, then turned his head and stared at Wen Jin: "What did you say?"

"A Miao is an alchemist himself." Wen Jin repeated again: "A seventh-level alchemist."

Before she finished her words, the sound of water on the other side of the screen gradually died down, and the room suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

With a "click", it was the sound of Liu Jingyao closing his medicine box. He turned his head away, smiled, and muttered to himself: "So that's how it is...it turned out to be him...it turned out to be him...the ancient dragon...the young genius...haunted by injustice..."

"It's him, that's why..." His voice became louder and louder, and suddenly he seemed to think of something and suddenly fell silent.

He looked back at the other side of the screen, his eyes flickered slightly, and finally a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"Today at midnight, Kong Qing will come and take you to find me."

He smiled at Wen Jin and disappeared into the room.

Wen Jin looked at the empty bed and felt that Liu Jingyao's smile just now was full of reluctance.

She turned around and looked at the screen on the other side of the room again. Ji Yunmiao didn't say anything, but her spiritual power was flowing and the sound of water started again.

"A Miao?" Wen Jin asked tentatively. Thinking of what Liu Jingyao said, the feeling of uneasiness in his heart gradually grew uncontrollably.

"Yes, I'm here." Ji Yunmiao's voice came from the other side of the screen. He opened his eyes and put his fingertips together. The water that had just been flowing around his body with the spiritual power suddenly stagnated.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Her breathing was steady, her voice was the same as usual, and she did not notice any abnormality in her spiritual power.

Wen Jin's heart was temporarily put back into his stomach.

"It's okay, I just wanted to call you." he said.

Hearing this, the corners of Ji Yunmiao's mouth slightly lifted up. The jealousy he had just felt because of Liu Jingyao's undisguised admiration for Wen Jin in front of him suddenly disappeared. He said "hmm" happily, "Ajin, you can call me anytime you want. I'm here."

"Did you hear what the King of Medicine said just now?" Wen Jin thought for a long time, still a little worried, and asked again.

This time, Ji Yunmiao was silent for a while, so long that Wen Jin almost rushed over to take a look, and then his voice rang out again: "So what if I'm haunted by evil?"

His tone was light and a little cold.

Hearing this, Wen Jin smiled: "That's right! Besides, it's not certain whether it's you who is being talked about!"

After she finished speaking, the air suddenly fell silent. Just when Wen Jin thought Ji Yunmiao was not going to speak, Ji Yunmiao's voice came from the other side of the screen again, this time with some hesitation and testing: "I once killed my mother... If the person he is talking about is me, will Ah Jin leave me because of this?"

"How is that possible!" Wen Jin blurted out without hesitation.

After she vetoed, she was shocked by her own firmness and decisiveness. There was silence on the other side of the screen, as if waiting for her to continue.

"Your mother was not killed by you in the first place!" Wen Jin said anxiously.

"Why?" Ji Yunmiao pursed her lips and asked.

Wen Jin suddenly became anxious: After all, the author of the novel insisted on giving him a tragic life story. How could she tell him such a thing?

"Don't ask why!" She scratched her head: "I also said that you are a person with great luck. Do you believe it?"

“……”Ji Yunmiao chose to remain silent.

"You are the one I liked and chose personally! Don't you believe me?" Wen Jin pretended to be angry, his voice became a little stern.

From behind the screen came the sound of water falling from the sky, and then Ji Yunmiao's low voice came: "Really?"

When Ji Yunmiao asked back, Wen Jin suddenly thought of Ji Yunmiao's ending in the original book, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

But then she thought about how so many things had changed in just one year since she came here. It seemed that since she came here, everything was basically going in her favor, and she suddenly felt more confident.

"Of course! You are a person with great luck! All this talk of being haunted by evil is nonsense!" Wen Jin nodded affirmatively.

Ji Yunmiao didn't say anything, and the sound of someone getting dressed came from behind the screen.

"Do you believe me?" Wen Jin suddenly felt unsure again.

"Yeah." Ji Yunmiao's voice suddenly came from beside her.

Then a warm arm came to rest on her waist, gently wrapping around it.

"I believe in Ah Jin. Even if there is any grievance, I will break it with my own hands."

A light breath blew behind Wen Jin's ears. Ji Yunmiao's head moved closer, with his hair hanging down, covering his slightly red ears.

Wen Jin's body stiffened: "Can, can I?"

She asked stumblingly, holding Ji Yunmiao's arm through the sleeve of her white shirt: "You..."

"Hmm." A low voice came from my ear.