I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

Because Wen Xiaer was often punished to be locked up in the house when he was at home, so now that Jun Lingshen locked him in the Jun's house, he spent his days lazily passing the time.Apart from not being able to see the tightness in Jun Lingshen's heart, he didn't feel uncomfortable.

Jun Silian still personally brought him soup and medicine every day, and would stand in the porch outside the door and talk to him when the Jun family's business was not much.Wen Xiaer also learned from the conversation with Jun Silian in the past few days that this sweetheart elder sister is a gentle and kind woman, far from Jun Ling's cold temperament, and gets along very well with her.

This day, after Jun Silian delivered the decoction for him, before leaving, he said: "The house is boring, there are a lot of classics in the house of spirit sinking, you don't need to be formal, you can read to pass the time."

During the few days that Wen Xia was locked in Junling Shen's house, except for touching the pen and ink on Jun Lingshen's desk a few times to draw talismans for fun, she didn't touch anything else in the house.In fact, he was already a little bored, but because he was worried that this was Jun Lingchen's room, he dared not be too reckless, so Jun Silian's words at this moment were undoubtedly timely rain, and relieved his worries.

Dahei was still pawing at the crack of the door and refusing to come down, as he had often done in the past few days.Wen Xia pulled Dahei back from the door, "You can't get out even if you're stuck in that crack, why have you become stupid in just a few days? Didn't I make it clear what I said the other night? ?”

Dahei flew along his arm and sat down on his left shoulder, ignored his words and remained extremely quiet.

Wen Xia didn't pay much attention, and took Dahei straight to the place where the classics were stored in Junling Shen's room.

There were many ancient books arranged in an orderly manner on the entire wall. Wen Xia'er stopped in front of the shelf, picked up one of the ancient books, picked it up, and flipped through it. He found that the book contained the thoughts about the practice of swordsmanship. Fu Shuangxiu couldn't read it smoothly, and after reading it for a while, he didn't want to read it anymore.

Then he put this book down, and flipped through several more books in a row, but they were all discourses and economics that he was not interested in. Wen Xiaer put them all back to their original places, stretched his arms and reached for the topmost frame, He thought that maybe he could find something interesting, but he forgot that his current body was several inches shorter than before, and he couldn't get the classics on the top, but pulled half of the shelf on the wall With a flash, half of the ancient books fell down, hitting him all over his head and face.

Dahei escaped with quick reflexes, floated in mid-air and hissed, the taunting meaning was particularly obvious.

Wen Xia took away the classics that fell on her head and put them into the pile of books, and smiled at Dahei above, "Good boy, we have something to do today."

Dahei waved his body and flew towards the top of the frame, using the distance between them to reject Wen Xia'er's proposal.Wen Xia stood up from the pile of books, and stepped forward to pull Dahei back from mid-air, but Dahei was already sitting on top of the top without panicking, the hazy outline still seemed to be leisurely. .

However, before Dahei could sit firmly in this position for a moment, there was a bang behind him, and Dahei was so startled that he immediately flew back to Wen Xia's head from his original position.

Wen Xia stared intently at the intact wall in front of him, and there was an entrance that two people could walk through extending from the middle to the outer two sides.He crossed the grid and walked to the entrance, seeing the darkness inside, he said, "It turns out that Jun Wang's room also has a secret room..."

He raised his foot and was about to go in, but suddenly stopped after remembering something.

Wen Xia asked Dahei, "I'll just go in like this, okay?"

Dahei's whole body collapsed on top of his head, and he answered slowly.When Wen Xia heard the words, she said righteously, "What do you mean I want to see it? You bumped into the agency by mistake."

Dahei trembled all over, noncommittal.

Wen Xia rubbed her chin, and walked into the secret room calmly, "The secret room in my room is full of practice books about array cultivation and talisman cultivation, and Jun Wang's secret room should contain some things about sword cultivation... "

Following his words, a few fire-falling talismans came out of his sleeve and flew in front of him to illuminate the way, and the dark secret room suddenly became bright.

There is only a desk with pen and ink in the huge secret room, and nothing else. It can be seen at a glance, and it is abnormally empty.

He stopped in front of the desk, and looked down to see that there was still ink on the desk, and there was a half-open scroll beside it.After deliberating for a moment, Wen Xia'er scattered the fire-falling talisman in front of her to the corners, reached out and picked up the picture scroll from the desk and spread it out, only to see the outline of a man faintly outlined on the yellowed drawing paper, his face untouched. And the description, I can't tell who the person in this painting is.

"Bo Mo, who does this look like?" Wen Xia asked Dahei holding the scroll, "Is it Jun Wang's painting of himself?"

Dahei leaned out and looked at the painting, then shook his head.

If the person in this painting is Jun Lingshen, Wen Xia feels that the cold and alienated air in the other party is missing.He stared at the outline for a while, and put the scroll back to its original place without seeing anything. When he got up, he accidentally touched the pen on the side with his fingertips. After the pen rolled a few times on the desk, Dropped the desk.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the pen fell to the ground with a bang, which was a bit harsh.At the same moment, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out from the surrounding space, Wen Xia narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, and continuously caught the sound of "shuashua" from this light, as if many scrolls were opened at the same time.

The white glow gradually faded, and hundreds of thousands of scrolls loomed from it. These paintings floated in the void, and the originally empty secret room was now covered by these paintings. Everywhere you look, there are scrolls, and the scene is extremely spectacular.

Dahei floated down from Wen Xia'er's head, and flew into the sea of ​​paintings.

Wen Xia stopped at the same spot for a moment, raised her hand and picked up a painting closest to her and put it in front of her eyes. It depicted a person with arms around shoulders, with a lazy posture, but his face was still blank.

He put down the painting, walked into the sea of ​​paintings to look back and forth, and found that the faces on these paintings were all blank, but the gestures and gestures of the people painted were extremely vivid. For the rest, I have reached a conclusion in my heart.

These paintings all depict the same person.

It's not like a gentleman, but like a young man who is sometimes high-spirited and sometimes lazy.

Dahei dangled in the sea of ​​paintings for a while and then flew back. Wen Xia frowned and scanned the paintings one by one, saying, "Chang Yuandao once told me that Jun Wang has someone he likes." He looked at Dahei, " Are the people depicted in these paintings someone Jun Wang likes?"

Since this is Jun Lingshen's secret room, the paintings in the secret room should be from Jun Lingshen's hand.And these portraits all depict the same person without exception, except for the person who is Jun Ling Shen Xinyue, Wen Xia can't think of anything else.

Dahei fell silent, and stopped close to the person in the portrait, then shook his head and hissed.

Wen Xia's brows furrowed again, "I didn't understand a single word of what you said."

He held his breath in his heart, and after getting along with Jun Lingchen during this time, he could more or less feel that Jun Lingchen's attitude towards him was not as disgusting as in his previous life, but not hating him didn't mean he liked him.

Chang Yuan said that Jun Lingchen's pleasing person has always been a thorn in his heart. Although that person did not appear in front of him and Jun Lingchen at the moment, seeing the sea of ​​portraits in the secret room today, It may not be overnight to get rid of this thorn.

Wen Xia pursed her lips tightly, and caught a glimpse of Dahei moving back and forth among several portraits, as if she was watching them very seriously.He hugged Dahei back angrily, "Don't look at it any more! There is no face in the painting, so is it better looking than me?"

Dahei looked at him silently, opened his mouth and let out a hissing sound.

"I can tell that the one on the painting is a man! The person Jun Wang likes is a man, Miao Yinqing has broken his sleeve!" Wen Xia raised her hand and pushed aside the many portraits in front of her, and Da Hei responded again after hearing the words He said.Hearing this, he hugged Dahei with more strength, "Why should I be happy, Jun Lingchen didn't draw for me like a broken sleeve for me, I'm not happy at all!"

A portrait blocked the exit, Wen Xia'er walked around the portrait with annoyed face, but the portrait entangled as if she had opened her mind.Wen Xia'er had just thought of tearing up the painting, but from the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a detail in the portrait, which instantly extinguished most of the fire in his heart.

He took down the painting and walked to a bright place outside the secret room. The sunlight penetrated the yellowed drawing paper, and the scene in the painting became clear and clear.

The long and tall young man Lang Qingsi is floating, and there is nothing else on his body, except for a slender hairpin on his hair. He just stands quietly in the painting, but his arrogant and unrestrained momentum seems to be Appears in front of the eyes through the drawing paper.

Wen Xia stared at the hairpin on the head of the person in the painting, and said in a daze for a while: "Is this hairpin my gilt fire..."

He stretched out his fingertips to cover the hairpin, and the shape of the fire pattern was extremely detailed.

This hairpin is undoubtedly his gilt fire.

Wen Xia's Adam's apple slid up and down, and she stood there in a daze.

Dahei pushed his fingertips away, exposed the hairpin from the portrait again, and fell into silence once again.

Wen Xiayou suddenly put the scroll back into her sleeve, strode to the door of the room, covered the door with red talismans, trying to break the formation.

The white and red lights in the house are entwined, and the wind is loud.A thin layer of sweat broke out on Wen Xia'er's back, but the movement of controlling the talisman did not stop. He saw several golden runes appearing on the door, which continuously engulfed his red talisman, and the light and shadow flickered. A burst of icy air instantly popped out from the alms-giving formation, forcing Wen Xia'er to take a few steps back, the formation retreated steadily, and the red talismans fell to the ground one after another.

Wen Xia was about to try again, but Dahei stopped him in time.

Wen Xia turned a deaf ear to him, he just wanted to see Jun Lingshen as soon as possible, and asked him who was the person in the portrait?Why is he wearing his gilt fire?Why did he paint his gilt fire in that portrait again?

He couldn't calm down, and the movements of the talisman were a little unsteady.Another few talismans attack the center of the formation together, the wind in the house is loud, and the sound of hurried footsteps can be heard outside the house.

Jun Silian stood outside the door, and when he saw the scene around him, he knew it in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Young master's injury is not healed, you can't forcefully break the formation!"

Wen Xiaer heard Jun Silian's voice, and replied: "Sister Jun, I must come out of this room today, stay away from me for fear of hurting you!"

Jun Silian had no choice but to screen the disciples behind him to dissuade him, and accompanied Wen Xiaer to break through the formation imposed on the house.Wen Xia felt the help from the people outside the house, "Thank you."

Jun Silian said: "I should have accompanied the young master to break through this formation, now I hope it is not too late."

"It's not too late." Wen Xia said: "With the help of the sister of the Jun family, I can break through this in a short time."

As his voice fell, there was a burst of ethereal sounds in the room, and the two doors opened in response to the sound, and gusts of wind gushed out from the room, blowing Jun Silian's clothes and sleeves flying.

Wen Xia stepped out of the room with strides, almost collided with the person outside the door, and took half a step back to stabilize herself.Although he and Jun Silian have talked for several days, but it is the first time to see each other's face like this through the door.

Jun Silian wears a green dress and a white shirt over a white shirt. Like the other disciples of the Jun family, he wears blue and white colors. He has a clear face and a gentle temperament. There is only an orchid pearl hairpin dotted on his temples with clouds, but he does not look like a lady from an aristocratic family all over his body. Not concealed by this simplicity.However, although she is the eldest sister of Jun Lingchen, it may be that his siblings are not from the same mother. From the appearance alone, Jun Silian and Jun Lingchen are not very similar.

Wen Xia's turbulent emotions calmed down after seeing Jun Silian, and was about to say hello respectfully, when Dahei flew out from behind him and stood between him and Jun Silian, just right against the blurred figure. Covering Jun Silian's face.

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her arms to grab Dahei and pulled her back, "I'm sorry. This is a friend of mine, he doesn't know how to be polite, please don't see the sister of the Jun family..."

While tugging, Jun Silian's face was exposed from it, and the face that was smiling just now had been filled with tears at some point.

Wen Xia's movements froze, Dahei slipped out of his hands and floated back in front of Jun Silian.

"Sister Jun, why...why are you crying?" Wen Xia was puzzled.

Jun Silian reached out to touch his cheek when he heard the words, his fingertips were moist, and then realized that he was crying.

She said softly, "I, I don't know either."

Dahei got a little closer to Jun Silian, and after getting closer, he didn't notice something and then retreated back, advancing and retreating, as if hesitating in a dilemma.

Wen Xia glanced at Dahei, "Did this friend of mine scare you?"

Before Jun Silian could speak, Dahei stepped back a few more times, and didn't stop until he leaned against Wen Xia, as if he was really afraid that he would scare Jun Silian and tried his best to hide his figure.

Jun Silian shook his head and said, "No."

She wiped away the tears from her face, and took a few steps forward to stretch out her hand to Dahei, Dahei buried her head in Wen Xia's arms, Jun Silian paused and then withdrew her hand.

Wen Xia felt a strange feeling in his heart, Jun Silian raised his head and asked him: "Is he your friend?"

Wen Xia nodded, "Yes."

Jun Silian asked again, "What's his name?"

Wen Xia felt that Dahei buried him in his arms a little more forcefully, making him change the word "Dahei" to "Bomo".

"Bo Mo..." Jun Silian read these two words softly, and looked at Bo Mo, "Bo Mo, can you talk?"

Bo Mo was silent, Wen Xia'er patted Bo Mo comfortingly, and said, "He can't speak, but he can understand what we are talking about."

"Can you understand me?" Jun Silian lowered his eyes and said softly, "Bo Mo. My surname is Jun, and my name is Silian."

Bo Mo is still silent.

Wen Xia reminded in a low voice: "Sister Jun's family is talking to you..."

Bomo hissed for a while, and Wen Xia frowned slightly after hearing the meaning of the words.

Seeing this, Jun Silian asked, "Can you understand Bo Mo?"

Wen Xia pondered for a moment, and said: "He has known me for a long time, and he has formed a soul contract, so I can understand some of what he said over time."