I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Gu Jianhan backed away a little and looked down at his hands.

The palm was bloody and bloody, and the complete flesh could no longer be seen.

"Why...the injury is so serious?"

It's not really heavy, it just looks scary.Gu Jianhan himself had suffered more injuries than this. Even in his previous life, he had endured such a severe punishment in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Prison. He had not shed a single tear until he died. Seeing Wen Yan being injured, he suddenly choked up his sobs. up.

Because of lying on Wen Yan's shoulder just now, his fair cheeks were covered with a layer of obvious gray.Wen Yan wiped him with the back of his hand, but it became more and more smudged.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Wen Yan was a little anxious, "Master, wipe it yourself, my hands are too dirty."

"It's okay." Gu Jianhan touched his face, his voice hoarse, "The fire is getting stronger, get out of here first, and we can go out when the stone statue is completely burned. Be good, bear with it for a while, and wait for the teacher to recover his spiritual power. You heal."

Wen Yan was startled, amused by Gu Jianhan's tone of coaxing the child, he nodded heavily, and grinned at him foolishly, his pair of ambers were bright and bright, as always.

Gu Jianhan already knew about the fact that he was easy to coax.

"Let's go."

He held Wen Yan's wrist and led him back, his steps were steady and unhurried, which made people feel safe.Just as they walked a certain distance, the whole statue collapsed with a bang, and the stones and gravel collapsed and splashed. The sea-blue flame burned more and more surging among the fresh offerings, and the fire spread quickly, just stopping at the A step away from their heels.

The dark and heavy clouds outside the Flower God Temple completely dissipated in an instant, and the gentle and bright sunshine poured down. The long street with no end in sight was blurred very peacefully and peacefully. Occasionally, pedestrians who did not enshrine the Flower God looked up. After being dazed for a moment, an expression similar to ecstasy appeared on his face, and then he ran to the Huashen Restaurant in the distance, shouting and singing wildly.

Meng Zhao leaned leaning on the door frame of the Temple of Flowers, looking at the people rushing past on the road. The old and new sores on their bodies disappeared completely in an instant. After a long time, perhaps people far away There will be a boil in the restaurant.

Maybe soon this place will return to its original state, isolated from the world, but each has its own place, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, which is not enough for outsiders.

After hundreds of years, everything can return to the original point.

It's just that someone never comes back.

She inexplicably wanted to pick up the cigarette, but remembered that Panlan was back, and she should quit smoking.

"Meng Guanzhu." Wen Yan was holding both hands by Gu Jianhan for healing, and looked at her worriedly, "Are you alright?"

"...It's okay." Meng Zhao withdrew her gaze and looked into the Huashen Temple. Her gaze was no longer as aggressive as it was at the beginning, but she looked at Wen Yan and Gu Jianhan lightly. Apart from gratitude, there was also something in her eyes. Indescribably complicated.

The fire spread wantonly behind them, the flames were raging, and Gu Jianhan's eyes were so serious when he treated Wen Yan's wounds, he turned a blind eye to all the dangers in his peripheral vision.After Wen Yan nodded to her, he also looked away, and continued to stare at his stern-faced master.

When these two people are together, they often give people the illusion that both of them are too tired to live.But if they don't snuggle together so tiredly, they won't be able to survive.

"Master is amazing."

Wen Yan spread his hands, the fuzzy flesh and blood became intact in an instant, and before he even reacted to the pain, all the wounds had healed perfectly.

He reached out and tapped Wen Yan's heart, and Wen Yan's tattered scorched black beggar outfit turned into a meticulous kendo uniform. Wen Yan wowed very cooperatively, matching his dark face was very funny, but Gu Jianhan But he couldn't laugh at all.

After he used the cleaning technique on Wen Yan, Wen Yan impatiently stretched out his hand to stroke his lips, slid along the tight lips to the corners of his lips, then carefully raised his lips to both sides according to the arc of a smile, and finally took advantage of Gu Jianhan Before he could react, he let go of his hand with lightning speed, and quickly moved forward to take a bite.

It was the first time for Gu Jianhan to be teased like this, so he was naturally a little annoyed, but seeing Wen Yan's smug and foolish look, he felt that it was worthwhile to make his apprentice happy without pain or itching.

His expression of embarrassment and anger was still hanging on his face, Wen Yan quickly assured: "Master, don't be angry! I won't dare to do it again next time!"

"Who said I was angry?" Gu Jianhan glanced at Xianglan Baizang and Meng Zhao who were at the door from the corner of his eye, seeing that they seemed to be talking seriously, he breathed a sigh of relief calmly.

"A Yan just thinks that he should be happy when kissing, but no matter what, he can't make Master smile, so he can only use this stupid method." Obviously he has succeeded, but Wen Yan still looks a little depressed, "Master Master, you won’t be angry with me, will you? You won’t dislike me, will you? Master, you must not—”

"Okay." Gu Jianhan really couldn't stand him, "Leave aside other things for now... Is that what you call kissing?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt Gu Jianhan reached out and pressed his head, and something cool and soft came up to his lips. Touching it was not worth it, and he had to wait until he tasted it carefully to know. It's actually sweet there.

There are still people here, Wen Yan thought happily, his master loves him more than just now.

His way of measuring love is always simple and rude, because he is not that smart, and Gu Jianhan is also very good at concealing it, so he can't confirm those real feelings from the small words and expressions, and even said...he actually doesn't know much. is love.

No one taught him, and no one gave him, so when we met for the first time, I panicked and didn't know what to do. There is no need to go to the dead end.

Fortunately, Gu Jianhan was still willing to have him.

"Well……"

Just thinking that way, Gu Jianhan began to push him lightly, Wen Yan opened his eyes sadly, but the person in front of him stood on tiptoe at some point, raised his face slightly and intertwined with his lips and teeth, his thick and long eyelashes The cashmere trembled visibly, and a thin tear appeared at the end of her eyes.The cinnabar mole on the center of the eyebrow is too bright and bright, and it looks like a peach blossom when compared with the flushed cheeks.

He quickly stopped his attack, pressed Gu Jianhan's head down and hugged him tightly, not daring to continue kissing.

Fortunately, Xianglan seemed to be talking about something important, so she probably didn't notice them.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, you scared me to death."

Gu Jianhan hadn't recovered yet, at this moment he was lying on Wen Yan's shoulder limply, and the fingers holding Wen Yan's skirt were still trembling subconsciously.

After a while, a cold and vague voice rang hoarsely beside Wen Yan's ear: "A Yan, can you promise me something for your teacher?"

"Master, please tell me, as long as I don't ask me to pack up and get out of your side immediately, even if I go to the mountain of swords and go to the frying pan, I will not hesitate!"

Gu Jianhan had a headache: "Who told you to go up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil? As a teacher, you are not a devil, and you don't eat human flesh."

"Hey... I mean even if it is."

Wen Yan hugged him and began to guess what Gu Jianhan would say next.

Don't lose your temper for no reason?

Of course he doesn't lose his temper for no reason!He has a good personality and generally doesn't lose his temper unless he can't help it.

You are not allowed to fight with him?

He doesn't want to either, no one wants to stick to Gu Jianhan's side all the time than him, isn't it delicious to be happy?If it wasn't really uncomfortable, who would want a cold war?What's more, they are already together, they are boyfriends, and they can enjoy some benefits from time to time by being around.

Don't act like a baby?

In fact, he has never acted like a baby before, but can't he act like a baby when he has a partner?No way, no way, no one really goes too far to stop her boyfriend from acting like a baby, right?

If Gu Jianhan mentioned this, he would absolutely never agree.

Wen Yan held his breath and made up his mind to wait for Gu Jianhan to speak, but after a long time he didn't hear his voice, he couldn't get up and down, so he lightly poked his face to urge him.

Gu Jianhan hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, and finally, because it was really difficult to speak, he simply stopped and let him be happy.

"Eh? Nothing?"

Wen Yan was actually a little disappointed.

"Master, just say what you want, don't hold it back, it's bad for your health. And if you don't say Ayan, how do you know what to pay attention to? Now, Master loves me, so he can tolerate me. In case, in the future, Master If you don't love me, or don't love me that much, won't Ayan be hated by Master?"

Gu Jianhan's face darkened: "There won't be that day."

Anything that is said too absolutely is a lie, and besides... that is beyond his control, Wen Yan thought, but it is still very happy to hear such words now.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the place where the real fire of Samadhi had been burned. The splendor turned into scorched earth in an instant. With the statue of the God of Flowers as the center of the circle, all the tributes within seven feet were burned to ashes, and the center of the circle, filled with flying ash, gradually appeared. A red spiritual power vortex.

"Master, you can enter the center of Flower God Valley now!" Wen Yan turned his head and smiled at Xianglan and the others, "We can all go out soon."

Meng Zhao nodded towards him, and his eyes fell on the hands of the two interlocking fingers. The expression of indescribable envy seemed to imply some kind of silent blessing and prayer.

"Then let's go in quickly!" Xianglan held Meng Zhao with one hand and Baizang with the other, and was happily running towards Wen and Gu. When she looked up, her smile suddenly froze on her face.

Wen Yan looked back along Xianglan's stiff gaze for some reason, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the woman sleeping on the moon in front of the red spiritual power vortex.She closed her eyes lightly, wearing a phoenix-tailed dress full of butterflies, flowers, smoke and moon, flowing like moonlight, and her long dark purple hair moved slightly without wind.

"A group of juniors who don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, it's really rude to trespass on other people's territory so confidently... No wonder Wu Ya often tells me that the patron of Leng Yuefeng, Jian Han, doesn't know how to measure, and he doesn't deserve his virtue."

The author has something to say: Wen Yan: The fist is hardened!