I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

At noon, the bright sunlight poured into the house through the window, Wen Xia moved her eyelids to wake up from the lethargy, but found that her body was so weak that she couldn't lift any strength.

"woke up?"

Wen Xia opened her eyes, following the voice, she saw a young man who was sitting on the bedside with five or six points of facial features similar to her, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Father, I feel bad..."

Wen Qiufeng frowned when he heard the words, and said coldly: "How dare you touch Mouwei flower even if you know it's uncomfortable? Wen Yang, I think the older you are, the less long your memory will be."

His father usually got angry when he called his full name. Wen Xier recalled the scene of meeting Mouweihua, and explained dryly: "I didn't think about it either. It was dark when it was hidden in the grass. I accidentally smelled it when I was replenishing the formation."

Wen Qiufeng pinched the center of his brows, his expression hard to hide his exhaustion, he handed a bowl of hot medicine to Wen Xiaer's hand, and after seeing the other party drinking it obediently, he pointed to the red wedding gown hanging on the side, Asked: "When did you get married, I, a father, don't even know."

Wen Xiayou licked her somewhat dry lips, and told everything about how he disrupted the marriage of Yunlang's family.Wen Qiufeng was noncommittal after hearing this, and only instructed, "Next time, ask someone else to do this kind of thing."

Wen Xiaer nodded and said yes, then lowered her head to catch a glimpse of the cloth wrapped around her palm, suddenly recalled the dangerous situation last night, and asked, "Father, how did you find me?"

He lost consciousness before the teleportation array he drew could be used, and he didn't know how his father found him and brought him back to Mingqiu.

Wen Qiufeng said in a neutral tone, "Tell me, how did you provoke Jun Lingchen from Yuze Mountain."

"What? I didn't provoke him." As soon as Jun Lingshen was mentioned, Wen Xia sat up from the bed suddenly, his black and white eyes were full of resentment, "It was he who provoked me first, because he thought my cultivation Why don't he deliberately play tricks on me in Chongtian Tower!"

Wen Qiufeng glanced at Wen Xia, and after a long time, said: "Last night, Jun Lingchen sent you back."

"Him?" Wen Xia raised her brows, obviously not convinced, "Is he so kind? I just had a fight with him last night."

"Then did you lose or win?" Wen Qiufeng asked him.

"Of course..." Wen Xia hesitated to speak, and quickly fell back on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover himself from head to toe. There was a crack in the sword array."

Wen Qiufeng caught the flaw in Wen Xia's words, and the emotion in his eyes instantly cooled down, "Did you use blood essence to draw the spirit array again?"

Wen Xia's body trembled when she heard the words, and then she wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, and made a gesture that she was not ready to admit it even if she was beaten to death.

The room suddenly became quiet. Wen Xiaer was wrapped in the quilt and listened nervously to every move outside the quilt. After a while, he didn't hear anything. He tucked up a corner of the quilt to expose his eyes, and saw his father Looking at him with a bad face.

Wen Xia pulled herself out of the quilt tremblingly, and swore to the sky: "I promise, I will never feed the spirit array with essence and blood again in the future!"

Wen Qiufeng didn't speak, Wen Xiayou had no choice but to continue: "The reason I did this this time is because I don't want to lose to Jun Wang. I am the Young Lord of Mingqiu. If I lose, won't I embarrass you?"

"Your cultivation base is somewhat different from Jun Lingshen." Wen Qiufeng said: "Even if you lose, there is nothing disgraceful."

Wen Xia's head drooped immediately after hearing this, and she said sullenly, "Father, you also said that..."

Although he knew very well in his heart that Jun Lingchen's cultivation was indeed much better than him, but he had never been a submissive person, even though there was an unshakable mountain between him and Jun Lingchen, he wanted to go try it.But when the words of admitting defeat came out of his father's mouth, Wen Xia still felt uncomfortable.

Wen Qiufeng saw through his thoughts at a glance, and said: "With Jun Lingshen's current cultivation, as long as you practice diligently, you will be able to draw with him within two years."

"Two years?" Wen Xia raised her head, "It took two years to draw with him, so when will I beat him?"

"You're still young, you can't rush into cultivation." Wen Qiufeng said.

"Father, I'm not young anymore, I'm seventeen this year!" Wen Xia retorted.

Wen Qiufeng heard some indescribable emotions in his eyes, after a while, he raised his hand and touched Wen Xia's head, "It's still too young, not as good as the weak crown."

When he said this, he seemed to be telling Wen Xia'er, and also seemed to be warning himself, but it was a pity that Wen Xia'er was still young and immature at the time, so he couldn't understand the other meaning of his words.

After finishing speaking, Wen Qiufeng withdrew his hand, and said: "You were unconscious last night, and Jun Lingshen took advantage of your unconsciousness to do something to you and sent you back. You can be regarded as an honest gentleman. In the future, don't Go get him."

"I didn't provoke him..." Wen Xia'er was still a little unconvinced, and muttered in a low voice: "Obviously he was the one who provoked me first."

"You didn't provoke him?" Wen Qiufeng seemed to have thought of something, "You didn't provoke Jun Lingchen, but he told me last night that he wanted to take you back to Mount Yuze and take you as his apprentice?"

"Accept me as an apprentice?!" Wen Xia was taken aback, then said angrily, "Is he crazy? He wants me to be his apprentice!"

Wen Qiufeng seemed to no longer want to mention this matter, "You have been acting too ostentatiously lately, and you have caused too much noise. You are staying in Mingqiu for this period of time and you are not allowed to go anywhere. There are some things that my father has to do personally. Do it, I have no time to watch over you."

After finishing speaking, he added, "Especially Jun Lingshen, don't provoke him again."

Wen Xia's anger was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't let it go or let it go. Seeing his father's uncompromising tone, he swallowed the question he wanted to ask, and said hello lazily, promising that he would be honest. After cultivating in Mingqiu, he no longer wanted to provoke Jun Lingchen, so Wen Qiufeng gave up and left.

Even though Wen Xiaer agreed on the surface, but in her heart she wanted to find a suitable time to take revenge on Jun Lingchen.

He was a little moved when he heard that Jun Lingshen sent him back to Mingqiu last night, but when he first heard that Jun Lingshen wanted to accept him as a disciple again, all the emotion in his heart was replaced by resentment.

Why did Jun Lingshen want to accept him as a disciple?Didn't he think that his cultivation base was not as good as his own!So I want to take this opportunity to humiliate him by taking him under the door!

His current cultivation is indeed not as good as Jun Lingshen, and he can't win the opponent in a fight in a fair manner, but the opponent has been humiliated to his door, how can he sit still and do nothing? !

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, there are thousands of ways for a demon cultivator to express his anger for himself.

The days to come are long, and the rift between him and Jun Lingchen has been completely settled.

……

When the sky was getting bright, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded, followed by heavy rain, and the big raindrops fell on the ground with a pattering sound.

Wen Xia was sleepy and was awakened by a knock on the door mixed with the sound of rain. He rubbed his eyes and opened the door. After seeing the person standing outside the door, he was mostly awake.

He yawned and asked, "Master Liu, what's the matter early in the morning?"

Liu Zhangshi slightly bent his body, with a flattering smile on his face, "It's nothing, I just want to ask Sijun if you slept well last night?"

Wen Xia glanced at the other party, nodded, "It's okay."

"It's good to sleep well, it's good to sleep well..." Director Liu rubbed his hands, hesitant to speak, "Sijun, that's the disciple who was injured in the yard yesterday... Did you hit it?"

"Well, I did." Wen Xia was very calm, leaning against the door with half-closed eyes, "Is Manager Liu here to deal with me?"

"Don't dare! Sijun, you fought well! You fought so well!" Director Liu was very excited, "Such a fool who speaks out loud, he should clean up! Let him know that it hurts Don't be so blunt!"

Wen Xia didn't speak, and Liu Zhangshi said again: "I've already kicked that snarky thing out of the door, and I will definitely not have such incidents again in the future!"

Wen Xia was silent for a while, then said, "Since Director Liu has already dealt with it on his own, why are you looking for me now?"

Hearing this, Master Liu's flattering smile grew a little stronger, "Sijun, you are now a celebrity in front of Mr. Miaoyinqing, so it's better not to let Xianjun know about such trivial matters like this, lest you Dirty his ears... don't you think so?"

Hearing this, Wen Xia understood the reason why Director Liu came to him so early in the morning, and it was nothing more than to ask him to keep his mouth shut, not to reveal what happened yesterday to Jun Lingchen, so as not to harm the entire outer sect.In fact, he wouldn't have told Jun Lingchen about this without being reminded by Manager Liu.

So Wen Xia nodded, "I won't disclose this matter to Mr. Miao Yinqing."

Director Liu heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good..."

Wen Xia glanced at the pouring rain in the yard, didn't have the mood to go out, and thought about staying in the house and thinking about how to dispel Jun Lingshen's idea of ​​taking him as a disciple, "Master Liu, I won't send him off if there is nothing else to do. ’ he said.

Liu Zhangshi said with a sneer: "Actually, there is one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Wen Xia asked.

Liu Zhangshi smiled and said: "That's right, about Liu Dazhuang..."

Wen Xia looked innocent, "Who is Liu Dazhuang? I don't know him."

Director Liu gave him a meaningful look, "Sijun, you have a good method."

"What method?" Wen Xia pretended not to understand.

Director Liu did not continue this topic, and patted Wen Xiaer on the shoulder, "You are someone who goes out of our outer door, and you must serve Miaoyinqing well when you go to Suqiantai."

Wen Xia felt something was wrong when she heard this, she frowned and said, "I'm not going to Suqiantai."

"Don't go?! Why don't you go again?" Zhang Zhang turned pale with shock, "Yesterday morning, Mr. Miaoyinqing sent someone to take you away by name, why didn't you go again?"

Wen Xia'er became a little impatient, and stood up straight holding the doorknob, "I don't want to go, I'll go back to the room first if I have nothing to do." As he said that, he was about to close the door, but Director Liu sneaked in quickly at this moment. in the crack of the door.

"Sijun, what's the matter with you! It's a great thing for Mr. Miaoyinqing to send you to Suqiantai, you have to go!" Director Liu ruthlessly pulled Wen Xiaer out of the room pulled out.

Wen Xia was baffled, and was dragged to the corridor like a child being caught, "I don't want to go to Suqiantai. Are you going to force me to go, Mr. Liu?"

Manager Liu put away the flattering smile on his face, and put on a straight face, "Since Mr. Miaoyinqing wants you, it is your blessing, Xianjun is teaching in the disciple hall right now, you go and wait. "

After he finished speaking, he took out a brass lock from his sleeve as if conjuring, turned around and locked Wen Xia'er's door heavily.

Wen Xia stared at this, and it took a while to realize, "Even if I'm going to Suqiantai, I have to go back to my room to pack my things. You locked the door of my room, so you won't even let me in?"

Liu Zhangshi said: "When you arrive at Suqian Terrace and live in peace of mind, and take care of Mr. Miaoyinqing, I will send someone to deliver your things, don't worry."

Wen Xia was furious when she heard the words, but couldn't think of any rebuttal for a while, she glanced at the pouring rain in the courtyard, and said, "It's still raining, you have to let me into the room to hold you back." Umbrella."

Manager Liu took out an oil-paper umbrella from behind and handed it to him.

Wen Xiayou: "..." You are cruel.