Zhuiwen's sword repair can't afford to hurt

Ji Wutong often has tasks to do, so he doesn't come to the bookstore often.

But Shen Wenhe broke his fingers and found that Ji Wutong hadn't come for two months.Two of his books have been updated, and Ji Wutong didn't read them.

When Shen Wenhe was writing an article, he kept imagining Ji Wutong's reaction when he saw this plot, and then every time he finished writing a book, he looked forward to Ji Wutong's coming soon, and there was a surprise.

But Ji Wutong seemed to have lost interest in this bookstore and never came again.

Shen Wenhe heard from Ji Wutong that he once ran to find a bookstore full of books.

Looking back now, Shen Wenhe felt that Ji Wutong must have another bookstore outside.

Shen Wenhe began to reflect on what Ji Wutong couldn't accept in his last book. Could it be the confidante one after another in the book?

Other than Ji Wutong, Shen Wenhe's novels have gradually been read by others, but Shen Wenhe still feels empty in his heart.

He thought that Ji Wutong would be his loyal reader, but he didn't expect Ji Wutong to abandon the article when he said he would.

Shen Wenhe knew that Ji Wutong was not just a reader for him.

Shen Wenhe couldn't help thinking that maybe Ji Wutong was very busy, or maybe he was practicing in seclusion, or...something bad happened.

Shen Wenhe shook his head, wondering what he was thinking, but he became more and more worried.

Shen Wenhe was fidgeting, but he still grabbed today's patrolling disciple of Jianzong and asked him where are your senior brothers?

The disciple of Jianzong glanced at him and said, "Senior brother Ji is recuperating."

"Healing? Is the injury serious? How could you be injured?"

"Hey, hey, let me go first, why are you grabbing so hard?"

Shen Wenhe withdrew his hand: "Ah, sorry. How is Ji Wutong?"

"Senior Brother Ji was seriously injured this time, and I think he will need to recuperate for half a year." The disciple of Jianzong stopped, wondering if he had talked too much.

But it seems that this person is worried about Senior Brother Ji's appearance, and he is not lying.

The disciples of Jianzong left without waiting for Shen Wenhe to ask further questions.

Shen Wenhe was left at a loss.

he got hurt?As a cultivator, it takes half a year to heal his wounds, so this injury is really serious.

Shen Wenhe was in a state of confusion, wondering if he should buy some medicine for Ji Wutong, but also thought that with Ji Wutong's mentorship, Shen Wenhe might not be able to use the medicine he could buy.

Shen Wenhe wrapped up the two books and carried them. He just thought that Ji Wutong must be boring lying dry. Shen Wenhe thought that he was just going to give away two books, yes he was just going to give away books.

The guard disciple of the world's number one sword sect stopped him: "The sect's most important place, outsiders are not allowed to enter."

No matter what Shen Wenhe said, he couldn't let the guard disciple let him go.

It doesn't even work to move the senior brother Ji Wutong out.

Shen Wenhe gritted his teeth, secretly probing around the mountain at the foot of the mountain to observe.

But the defense system of the world's No. [-] Sword Sect is so strong, and the mountain guards are spread all over every corner.Except for the gate where the disciples are guarded to allow people to pass through, the formations in other places are impenetrable.

Shen Wenhe hung his head with two books outside the mountain guard formation.

The defensive array of the world's number one sword sect blocked him and Ji Wutong.What is blocked is not only this formation, but also the identity distance between him and Ji Wutong.

Only at this time did Shen Wenhe realize how big the difference in identity was between him and Ji Wutong.

He is the chief disciple of the number one sword sect in the world, and the most amazing and talented person in this generation.

And Shen Wenhe is the three spiritual roots that no sect wants.This life stops at the foundation building stage.

Shen Wenhe went back.

Shen Wenhe entrusted a patrol disciple to bring the book to Ji Wutong.

In fact, it would have been better to have done this earlier, Shen Wenhe felt that he was really stupid at that time.

Shen Wenhe was also a little uneasy, he spurned himself in his heart, it's so embarrassing to give books to people like this, in case Ji Wutong didn't want to read them at all.

Then I wondered if Ji Wutong would be happy when he got the book, and if he would miss him.

Shen Wenhe patted his blushing face and cursed: You're crazy.

The patrolling disciples handed the book to Ji Wutong: "Boss Shen at the bottom of the mountain asked me to bring it to Senior Brother Ji."

Ji Wutong, who was half lying down, stretched out his hand to take the book, the corners of his mouth on his pale face turned up uncontrollably.

The patrolling disciple said: "Oh, that's weird, Senior Brother Ji, you actually laughed."

The patrolling disciple said: "Actually, I have read these two books, and they are not bad. Brother Ji, do you have the first few books?"

Ji Wutong: "..."

Ji Wutong: "No."

Patrol disciple: "How could it not be? The owner of the bookstore and you seem to have a very close personal relationship. Don't lie, Senior Brother Ji. I won't tell you about your reading of novels."

Patrol disciple: "Just borrow the first few books, I promise to return them as soon as I finish reading them."

Ji Wutong hesitated and took out the first book from the storage bag: "Borrow one by one."

"okay."

Patrol disciple: "Senior Brother Ji, you seem to have a lot of resources in your storage bag, Senior Brother Ji, I didn't expect you to be such a Senior Brother Ji."

Ji Wutong: "..."

After Ji Wutong and his disciples left, he opened the newly arrived book, put his fingertips on Shen Wenhe's handwriting, and turned his mouth upwards.