A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

If he didn't say it, Cheng Weiwan wouldn't think it was a spiritual ship at all.

The splendor dazzled his eyes, if it just landed on the ground so still, Cheng Weiwan would really think that some delirious person built a palace in this wilderness.

Meng Xianjue said casually: "The other spirit ships are still under repair, only this one can be used as usual, I can only feel sorry for you."

Ling Siyao: "..."

No no no, don't feel wronged at all, okay?

It's just that building something like a spirit ship is extremely time-consuming. Even for a top craftsman, it's not easy to build one in a month. Generally, only larger sects will have multiple spirit ships.

And even if there are many spirit ships, the sect must protect these spirit ships on weekdays, and regularly repair and maintain them. They will only be revealed during the sect ceremonies or when a large number of disciples in the sect go out to enhance the appearance of the sect.

Like Meng Xianjue, blowing up a ship is not a big deal.

But this time, Meng Xianjue alone had exposed the existence of the three spirit ships to them without changing his expression or beating his heart.

For some smaller sects, if they have a spirit ship, they have to confess it, okay?

This only proves that there is a difference between people.

There are pools and fountains on the spirit boat. In the center surrounded by the halls, there is a well-configured open-air garden with blooming flowers and evergreen vegetation. If you feel tired after a long flight, you can still come here breathable.

Ling Siyao was really shocked.

Even as a system, he claims to be well-informed, and he has never seen such a luxurious spirit ship. Often the system space has everything that one expects, but it is not to the point where he can build a garden in the system space.

Meng Xianjue ignored Ling Siyao who was making a fuss, he quietly pulled Cheng Weiwan aside, with some warm spring light in his eyes, he whispered: "Wanwan, which room do you want to live in?"

Qianli sticks his head out of Cheng Weiwan's sleeve, looking up at Meng Xianjue.

Cheng Weiwan pressed Qianli in calmly, raised his eyebrows and asked him: "Aren't these all the same? It's up to you to arrange."

Meng Xianjue smiled lightly.

He didn't say anything, but gently wrapped Cheng Weiwan's hand with his palm, and led him to the inconspicuous room on the left side of the small garden.

Cheng Weiwan's figure is slender, and his bones seem to be a circle smaller than him. Meng Xianjue's palm is rough and dry, and he easily wraps Cheng Weiwan's hand.

Meng Xianjue gently stroked the back of Cheng Weiwan's hand with his thumb, feeling the warmth in his palm, and said in a low voice, "If you don't stop here and just go forward, it will be three days before you arrive at the Ghost Sect. There is a natural spiritual spring, which can relieve fatigue."

Cheng Weiwan didn't believe it at first, it was extremely difficult to find a natural spiritual spring on the ground, let alone preserve the entire spiritual spring and transfer it to the spirit ship.

However, when he opened the door, Cheng Weiwan realized that he was wrong.

Lingquan, really is Lingquan.

The sound of the water was crisp and continuous, and the spiritual energy lingered on the surface of the water. Cheng Weiwan broke free from Meng Xianjue's hand and walked towards the spiritual spring.He tentatively put a finger into the aroused water splash, feeling the impact of the water flow, the aura slowly moisturised his skin, Cheng Weiwan blinked, and withdrew his hand a little bit reluctantly.

A spirit-gathering array is set up around the Lingquan to keep the spirit of the spring alive, and several spirit stones around are emitting spirit to warm and nourish the spirit.

Cheng Weiwan hid the surprise in his eyes and said softly, "Thank you."

Xiaoqianli poked his head out again, tied his body in a knot with great difficulty, and pointed at Meng Xianjue, the shape of the knot just happened to be a gesture of "thank you".

Meng Xianjue completely ignored Xiao Qianli's actions, as if he still had something to do, and he left with Cheng Weiwan's instructions.

Not long after the door was closed, there was another knock on the door.

Before Cheng Weiwan could answer, a head poked in.

"Wanwan, it's sunny outside, why are you bored in the house?" After asking, Ling Siyao realized that the whole room was full of spiritual energy, and there was even a pool of spiritual spring. Tell me why you are bored in the house and can't come out, that brat Meng Xianjue is really eccentric."

Cheng Weiwan coughed twice: "What do you want from me?"

Ling Siyao pushed the door open and came in, with a dignified expression, and said, "I just received an alarm from the system."

Cheng Weiwan's mood suddenly became heavy, and he asked, "Alarm?"

Ling Siyao poured himself a glass of water familiarly, sat down, and said casually: "A lot of things have happened to Tianlu recently."

Cheng Weiwan sat down and listened quietly.

"One thing is that the fact that Meng Xianjue was expelled from the sect has become a topic of discussion among various sects. If the sect wants to punish its disciples, they always have to drag Meng Xianjue out for a walk first."

Meng Xianjue was mentally prepared and nodded.

"The other thing is that ghost cultivators have become extremely active recently. Tianlu's only attitude towards ghost cultivators is to drive them to extinction. But after Meng Xianjue's identity was exposed, I don't know if there is a ghost cultivator in Tianlu's first sect. Although ghost cultivators were suppressed by everyone, they also inspired many ghost cultivators living in the shadows."

These people will definitely gather to the ghost sect, and it is impossible for the ghost sect not to take them in.

Cheng Weiwan frowned.

This is not a good sign.

There are signs of the rise of the ghost sect. Once the ghost sect rises, it is impossible for Tianlu and the others to sit still.

But these are not what they can decide now.

Cheng Weiwan dismissed all the thoughts that had been squeezed into his mind out of thin air, he changed the subject stiffly, and asked, "Is there any news about the second reborn from the main system?"

Ling Siyao shook her head, but suddenly thought of something, lowered her voice and said, "Wanwan, although there is no clue about the second reborn person, there is one piece of information that we must be clear about."

"what?"

"The two reborns are split by an abnormal data flow, so their cores are the same, and the damage they receive is also interoperable."

Cheng Weiwan frowned.

"You mean, if we want to complete the task and capture the abnormal data flow, we only need to kill Xuanwei?"

Ling Siyao gave him a look that you want to be beautiful.

"It's just harm exchange. For example, if you hurt Xuanwei, another reborn person will feel the same pain, but his strength will not be weakened. Even if you kill Xuanwei, as long as you don't If it is completely wiped out, then this data will not be considered as being wiped clean."

Cheng Weiwan lowered her eyes: "Then I just need to see that Xuanwei's behavior is different from usual when someone is injured?"

Ling Siyao nodded: "It can be said that, of course, you can also see whose safety Xuanwei pays special attention to."

Cheng Weiwan replied in a strange way: "Chongyue?"

Ling Siyao: "..."

The head of Tianmen is an abnormal data flow, so just talk about it.

Cheng Weiwan also knew how outrageous his answer was, so he chuckled twice and stopped talking.

The spirit boat flew very smoothly above the sky, and the weather became hotter the further it traveled to the southwest. In the evening, after Cheng Weiwan bathed in the spirit spring, he found that the surroundings were still hot and humid. He used his hand as a small fan to cover himself Fanning back and forth in front of him, still feeling agitated and restless, he wiped off the water droplets on his hair, casually gathered his robe, pushed the door and walked out.

It happened to see Meng Xianjue coming out of the spiritual chamber.

He seemed to be busy all day, when he came out of the spiritual room, his face was full of exhaustion, he rubbed his eyebrows, but happened to see Cheng Weiwan at this moment.

For a long time in his last life, Meng Xianjue couldn't understand why the world loved moonlight.

He felt that the moon was boring, cold, and featureless, far less enjoyable than the sticky and oppressive night.

But at the moment.

The dry and warm wind lifted his hair, which covered his eyes. Meng Xianjue brushed it away a little irritably, and saw that the person in front of him was only wearing a thin robe, which wrapped the person in front of him. With a thin and beautiful body, the silver hair is soft and smooth, like the moonlight streaming down, this person has just finished bathing, and there is a deep cold fragrance on his body.

A deep whirlpool appeared in Meng Xianjue's eyes, and his whole body was about to sink.

When Cheng Weiwan saw him, he was slightly stunned, but reacted quickly, and greeted him with slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Cheng Weiwan's every frown and smile pierced his heart.

Now, he clearly knows that the person in front of him is his Bai Yue.

Meng Xianjue swallowed with difficulty,

He calmed down and asked, "Wanwan, where are you going?"

Cheng Weiwan turned her head and replied casually: "I feel a little hot on the spirit boat, I want to come out to cool off..."

But as soon as he spoke, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Obviously, the outside didn't make him feel any better.

The wind in Xia Ye is also hot, Cheng Weiwan doesn't like it, he pouted and said, "But it doesn't seem to be useful."

Meng Xianjue suppressed a smile, gently held his hand, and suddenly felt that all the annoying and unbearable pain were gone, he said: "I will take you to a place."

Cheng Weiwan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't take out his hand.

When Cheng Weiwan pursed his lips and let him pull, Meng Xianjue moved away from the corner of his eyes carefully watching him, and calmly breathed a sigh of relief.

Along the way, Meng Xianjue led Cheng Weiwan down the stairs.

Cheng Weiwan couldn't count how many stairs they walked, but he gradually felt that the air around him was getting colder.

This temperature is just right, neither hot nor cold, Cheng Weiwan smiled: "It's just right here."

The corner of Meng Xianjue's mouth raised slightly: "There is something you want ahead."

He brought Cheng Weiwan to a closed door, the air-conditioning inside the door was overflowing, almost turning into a solid body, condensing the air into ice.

Cheng Weiwan walked forward slowly without stopping. Meng Xianjue didn't explain much, but he believed that Meng Xianjue would not freeze him to death in this place.

His curiosity became stronger and stronger, and when his heart was empty, he had already walked to the door.

The gate was made of refined iron, and a layer of frost had formed outside the gate. He gently covered it with his palm, and with a little force, he pushed the heavy gate open.

He saw the scene inside the door.

The inside of the door is somewhat like a natural cave dug by man. The top of the cave is inlaid with luminous pearls for lighting. Under this clear and bright light, what falls into Cheng Weiwan's eyes is the oranges covering the entire ground. flower.

The warm orange flowers spread out wantonly, it was an endless sea of ​​flowers, soft, fresh and tender, with small petals, Cheng Weiwan stood in the sea of ​​flowers, the flower branches stabbed at the corner of his clothes, trying to keep him.

The scent of citrus flowers is fresh and very faint, but it has a strong sense of presence. Cheng Weiwan took two steps and froze in the center. His bright red pupils were full of tiny petals of citrus flowers.

Cheng Weiwan's eyes became wet, he turned to look at Meng Xianjue, Meng Xianjue's expression didn't change, he was standing not far away waiting for him, his tall figure cast a dark shadow on the ground.

Meng Xianjue's voice was low and hoarse: "This is the cold storage on the spirit ship. There are melons and fruits to relieve the heat. You can pick some at night."

A few words cleared himself up.

There was a smile on Cheng Weiwan's lips.

He saw that Meng Xianjue's hands were hidden in his sleeves, and he didn't dare to show them, for fear that he would see his clenched fists.He followed Meng Xianjue for a period of time in the state of soul and body, and he would not fail to understand Meng Xianjue.

Meng Xianjue was playing dumb.

These citrus flowers were arranged by him, and it was also a "gift" that he put in so much effort to send out, just like the love letter.

Citrus flowers.

Love hidden in the smallest things.