I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Wen Yan groaned suspiciously, and quickly waved his hands to clarify: "I didn't peek at Master taking a bath."

"It's just that there was some small dispute." He said, "I'm sorry senior, I still have some urgent matters, and I may have to leave first."

"What's the hurry? You're in such a panic."

"My master wants to help me awaken my spiritual root!" Wen Yan smiled shyly, but in fact, the rising ending was full of unconcealable joy and showing off, "He asked me to go back early."

"Yo~ My daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law~ Congratulations." The gluttonous fairy patted Wen Yan's shoulder exaggeratedly, "I didn't expect that."

That boy Gu Jianhan has a heart as hard as a stone, and is seriously ill with suspicion. He accepted Zhao Ke as his disciple in order to repay the favor of the Demon Lord. Even so, Zhao Ke was still cold for more than half a year. Root order.

Wen Yan, this doll is good at cooking, and probably not bad at seducing people.

Wen Yan didn't know what messed up he was thinking, and after saying goodbye, he happily set off on his way home. He didn't use the teleportation talisman immediately, but rushed to the Changming restaurant at the speed of a track and field race.

A stick of incense lasts about three to ten minutes, and there is still a lot of time left.Changming restaurant is quite far from this remote cave, it is a magnificent and tall building.There are many sects in the Qingxu sect, besides the five ways of swords, danfu and incense, there are also many small schools, such as the way of food, the way of clothing, and the way of miscellaneous things.The Changming Restaurant is a group of pavilions built by Lu Wenqing, the master of esophagus. It is roughly in the shape of a long corridor. Chang Ming Restaurant".

Disciples of each sect can receive a certain share of precious delicacies with their disciple waist cards, which can be regarded as a model of mutual help among disciples in Qingxu sect.

"Du Ziling: The big disciple of Lu Wenqing, the master of the esophagus, the guardian of the Changming Restaurant, often sits in front of the restaurant counter, with peach eyes and willow eyebrows, a good face, a slightly cold personality, and an Changming emblem on the left chest."

That's him.

"Senior Brother Ziling." Wen Yan panted, "Trouble-give me a purple cloud cake with butterfly pea flower."

Butterfly pea flower purple cloud cake is the signature pastry of Changming restaurant. Wen Yan looked at it many times when passing by, but never went in. I just had a little time today, so I wanted to take a copy back to try.

Du Ziling took a look at him, nodded slightly, took out six Ziyun cakes from the glazed Changming cabinet, put them in a special blue and white paper box and handed them to Wen Yan: "Junior Brother Wen, take it well."

In fact, Du Ziling felt a little strange. He had been here for more than ten years, and he had never seen anyone from Lengyue Peak come down to pick up moon cakes.Hearing from his master, the disciple of the one who doesn't eat human fireworks and doesn't like to eat common things is also arrogant and looks down on the other disciples in the sect.

But looking at this one is very eye-catching.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ziling." Wen Yan took it with both hands, smiling brightly, "Then I'll go back first, Master is still waiting for me."

Du Ziling didn't smile often, but he was inevitably infected by Wen Yan's smile, and smiled at him: "Be careful on the road."

"it is good!"

Wen Yan came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.The Changming restaurant looks bright, but it is actually very lonely. Most of the cultivators are bigu, especially in the Qingxu sect, there are very few people who rely on food.In this world, the strong are respected, it seems that everyone is busy pursuing the improvement of cultivation base, the desire for food has been reduced to a very low level, and the food sect has declined since then.

Looking at Wen Yan's back, Du Ziling somehow felt that this person might be different.

Lengyuefeng, which is even more lonely than Changming Restaurant, is about to start to be lively?

*?*?*

"Qiang Qiang ~ Butterfly Pea Flower Purple Cloud Cake!" Wen Yan's dog squatted outside the window and watched for a while, and suddenly presented the blue and white paper box in his hand to surprise Gu Jianhan, but the expected reaction did not appear .

Wen Yan poked his head out and met Gu Jianhan Hirai's deep eyes. His long hair was always on, making him look very listless, and those beautiful eyes looked haggard and dim.

"Master, what's the matter?" Wen Yan suddenly panicked for some reason, and when his brain got hot, he opened the window and went in, and suddenly jumped to Gu Jianhan's side.

"Master, I'm not late, don't be angry."

Gu Jianhan frowned: "I'm not angry."

"Really? Are you really not angry?" Wen Yan took a closer look, "If you are angry, you must tell A Yan, otherwise A Yan is stupid and may not find out for a long time."

Gu Jianhan subconsciously wanted to hide, but also felt that he could not lose the majesty of his master in front of Wen Yan, so he froze his body instead of retreating, and the tip of his nose almost touched Wen Yan's.

He was suffocating, and even his voice was unsteady: "Whether I'm angry or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Wen Yan felt that the distance was too close, and it was strange to speak like this, but this time Gu Jianhan came up to him, which most likely means that he likes it very much, and if he retreats hastily, he might be upset again.

So he endured the strange electric current that drifted through his heart, and gently puffed his warm breath on Gu Jianhan's lips: "If the master is angry, I will be very scared."

Due to the height of the two of them, Gu Jianhan had to raise his head slightly. Wen Yan looked extremely docile and loyal when he lowered his eyes and spoke seriously, which was a temptation that Gu Jianhan could not refuse no matter what.

"Afraid I'll kill you?"

"I'm afraid you'll be angry and hurt your body." In the end, Wen Yan was the first to raise the white flag and retreat a few steps. His heart was beating a little loudly. Gu Jianhan's cultivation was advanced and his five senses were also extremely sharp. He somehow didn't want him to hear it.

"I'm not as fragile as you." Gu Jianhan's face darkened for a moment, and his tone was not very happy, "This kind of worry is unnecessary."

Wen Yan was momentarily at a loss for words.

"It's ready for you, just take off your clothes and go to sleep in the bathtub."

"Ah?" Wen Yan looked down at his skirt, and stammered: "This... this is not very good."

"Washing the sutras and cutting the marrow to remove toxins from the body. It is extremely dirty and smelly. It cannot be solved by ordinary cleaning techniques. It is the best choice to do it in a bathtub. My spiritual power can always purify the water for you. I will always be by your side in case something unexpected happens."

Wen Yan nodded stupidly, a bunch of stupid hairs on the top of his head swayed lazily, looking stupid and not very smart.

Gu Jianhan softened his tone: "It may hurt a little later, I will add high-level ghost sense grass for you, don't worry."

"Master, did you use ghost consciousness grass when you washed the scriptures and cut the marrow?"

"No."

"why?"

Because at that time, he didn't have such a high-level herb as Guijue Grass, and his status was so humble that he had no hope of even surviving.

"Because I don't need it."

When he spoke, his voice was cold and sharp, as if he didn't pay attention to the pain of washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow, which made Wen Yan feel inexplicable admiration and indescribable comparison.Washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow is a necessary hurdle for spiritual cultivation. At that time, Gu Jianhan should have been very young, much younger than he is now. At that time, Gu Jianhan did not need anesthesia. Now he is an adult man, taller than Gu Jianhan, and also Stronger than Gu Jianhan, Gu Jianhan doesn't even need it, wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to use it.

So this silly dog ​​who loves face and is easy to compare to Gu Jianhan barked: "Then I don't need it either."

In fact, the main reason is that the state of deep anesthesia is very insecure for him. With a choice, he still has no way to decisively choose to hand over his life to a person he has only known for more than a month. It is his nominal master.

However, he soon tasted the bitter fruit of careless comparisons and doubts.

Gu Jianhan is Gu Jianhan!One of the protagonists!A rare genius in a millennium!What is wrong with him as a modern person to compare with him? !

Anyway, in front of Gu Jianhan, he is a little ant that can be crushed to death at any time. If Gu Jianhan wants to kill him, does it make any difference whether he is anesthetized or not? !The sense of security is dead long ago, doesn't he, a silly dog, still not understand? !

When Wen Yan leaned against Gu Jianhan's thin arms and cried out in pain, tears were already streaming down his face.It was so painful, it seemed that every meridian was clamoring to be broken and re-bonded, every bone was severely smashed, bloody marrow flowed out, and it was reassembled in the unbearable pain.

"Master—respect—" Wen Yan tightly grasped Gu Jianhan's lapel, the stinky mud on his fingers stained Gu Jianhan's clothes, Gu Jianhan frowned, but didn't get angry, "I'm going to die!"

"Pain Pain Pain!!"

"Ow!"

His whole body was covered with foul-smelling filth, Gu Jianhan stretched out his hand to touch the surface of the water, and the tub was as clear as ever.He used a towel to carefully wipe the toxins out of Wen Yan's body. He wiped slowly, and he couldn't hold back his strength, because he had never served others like this before.

Wen Yan's muscles are very sexy, the chest muscles are soft, the abdominal muscles are smooth, the shoulder and arm muscles look extremely explosive, and the long legs are very powerful.Gu Jianhan made evaluations one by one in his heart. This is a body shape he admires very much. In fact, when he was hugged by Wen Yan for the first time, he really wanted to see what his body looked like. There is a high probability that his embrace would make people so attractive. One of the reasons for peace of mind.

He wiped Wen Yan's face and turned a deaf ear to all the pain. Everyone should be responsible for their own choices. Wen Yan said that there is no need to use ghost sense grass, and he should think clearly about the pain.

However, when he brushed those eyes that were closed due to excessive pain, he saw Wen Yan's slightly reddened corners, which resembled the helplessness and sadness of some kind of dog when he was cornered. It would be so easy to soften your heart.

"Ayan." He lightly touched Wen Yan's unconsciously twitching cheek, and the distress in his voice was unconcealable, "I really can't insist on telling me, I will find a way."

Adding anesthesia herbs in the middle is equivalent to wasting all previous efforts, but Gu Jianhan has other things. At this time, he has the most precious and abundant cultivation resources and life-saving means in the cultivation world, and it is more than enough to spoil an obedient apprentice infinitely.

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