I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

"Master, is there something urgent?"

Knowing that Gu Jianhan's favorite person is Wen Yan, if Gu Jianhan goes to see his favorite person, doesn't that mean that Gu Jianhan is looking for him?

Where did Gu Jianhan go to find him?

It seems that he hasn't told Gu Jianhan where he and Jie Kong usually meet.

Why are you so anxious that you can't even wait for him for half an hour?

"There is no urgent matter, just go where the love is, where the heart is, and go when you want."

Wen Yan was embarrassed in front of Zhao Ke for the first time: "Master... really told you so?"

He hadn't even heard Master say such words in person.

Inexplicably, his terrible mood became a little more cheerful, and the place where he was seriously injured by the magic dart was also numb, and the pain no longer weighed him down.

Zhao Ke didn't know why he was so happy.

Once Mo Wuya makes a move, all the love Gu Jianhan poured into this person will be withdrawn. He is not someone who can hold sand in his eyes. Although he doesn't like Gu Jianhan, he will not allow such unrest around him. The presence.

But it is also very strange, he wrote so many letters to Mo Wuya, but the contents of his replies never mentioned Wen Yan, even if there was, he only revealed it in a few words, which didn't seem very important. The way he cared didn't fit Mo Wuya's personality at all.

Mo Wuya didn't say anything, and he couldn't act on his own. In addition, Wen Yan spent most of the time with Gu Jianhan, so he never attacked Wen Yan.But today Gu Jianhan has left Lengyue Peak at the invitation of Mo Wuya, Wen Yan was injured again, the right time, place and people, there will be no better chance than today.

He hasn't got to the bottom of Wen Yan yet.

"It's indeed what the master said, and everything is true. If you don't believe it, you can ask the master uncle." He said, "I'm afraid I have arrived in Zhuzhi Village by this time, and I am drinking winter tea with the demon master."

Wen Yan is a variable.

Since the Palace Master didn't intend to use him, why not just let him do it.He will not destroy the palace lord's plan, he just wants Gu Jianhan to suffer more.

As long as Wen Yan can be used by him.

"What did you say?"

"Didn't Master ever mention it to you? The Mozun has left the seclusion, and Zeng Xiu wrote a letter informing him that he will visit Zhuzhi Village in the severe cold season. If he wants to see him, he can go to see him. When the Master saw the letter, he said without thinking Then I wrote back and agreed, and when I saw him coming down the mountain just now, he was still very happy."

Zhao Ke spoke lightly, seemingly not knowing how these words would hurt Wen Yan, and there seemed to be some gentle smiles on his usually indifferent brows, but he didn't know whether the smile was a smile or a mockery.

In the extremely cold snow, Wen Yan couldn't even feel his own blood flowing. He suddenly felt so cold that he couldn't even care about the pain of the wound.For a moment, he felt that the snow seemed to be falling down one after another, but in fact it didn't, it was his own hallucination.

Hearing this news suddenly was too unexpected for him.But in fact, he himself knew that there would be such a day sooner or later, and it could even be said that this day came rather late.In the past six months, Mo Wuya has not troubled them. At the beginning, he was always on guard, but later, until now, he has gradually lost his guard.

But he still couldn't imagine what kind of mood Gu Jianhan felt when he kept this matter from him.He clearly said that he would always like him, love him, and that he would stay by his side every step of the way, but why did Mo Wuya go away first with his finger pointing, leaving him behind?

No, no—

Gu Jianhan would not be so cruel to him.

Gu Jianhan likes him very much, and he is reluctant to beat him or scold him on weekdays. As long as he doesn't make him angry, no matter how much he goes too far, Gu Jianhan will not say anything about him, just because he is afraid that he will be wronged, and he doesn't want him to be unhappy. How could it be possible to intentionally break his heart.

He should trust Gu Jianhan, he said he only loved him, he said he was his treasure and concern... Gu Jianhan would not lie to him.

Zhao Ke is lying.

Even if what he said is true, it is impossible for Gu Jianhan to go to the appointment because he loves Mozun too much. He loves him, and he knows this better than anyone else.

As for the inside story, wait for him to come back and ask.

"Where Master is going, we disciples naturally have no right to ask, so what is the intention of Senior Brother telling me these things? I can't stop Master, can I? If Senior Brother has any opinions on Master's itinerary, You can tell Master directly that you don’t need to use me to stir up trouble.”

Wen Yan was in a bad mood, so he stopped flirting with him. Although his voice was a little weaker, his tone was aggressive, and it was obvious that he didn't want to stay here any longer.

He quickened his pace and walked towards Luoxing Pavilion. With such a short distance, he even wanted to try to fly, but the strong demonic energy suppressed his thunder-type spiritual power, and he felt pain in his internal organs when he condensed his spirit to resist the wind.

He was able to speak so patiently with Zhao Ke only because Zhao Ke had a better attitude towards him. As the saying goes, he doesn't hit a smiling face with his hand. Besides, he is still his senior brother in name, so he must be courteous.But being able to bear the pain and talk to him for so long has exhausted all his upbringing.

What's more, Zhao Ke was so abnormal today that he even came here to talk to him about Gu Jianhan. He didn't know what Zhao Ke was up to, so it was better not to have too much dealings with him.

"If you don't go today, Master may not come back today. Have you really thought about it? But don't wait until it is irreparable to regret it."

"Don't worry about it, Master and I, we have our own discretion."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yan opened the Lengyue Barrier and entered the Luoxing Pavilion, so far all voices were isolated from the barrier.He suddenly knelt down on the bamboo board as if he was powerless, raised his pale face and looked around, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

In fact, he also knew that since Zhao Ke could say that outside Luoxing Pavilion, the truth of what he said was almost the same.

Gu Jianhan really went to Mo Wuya's appointment.

What should he do?

Should we just let it go?He respects all of Gu Jianhan's choices and decisions, but he can't make any concessions on the matter of Mo Wuya.Because he knows better than anyone else that Gu Jianhan is often irrational in front of Mo Wuya.He must follow him every step of the way, guard him, and watch him, in order to protect him, keep him from being persecuted, and keep him away from the abyss of suffering.

Wen Yan thought so, and exhausted all his strength to stand up, staggered, and walked step by step towards the shadow box in the study.He felt pain, both in the right abdomen and in the heart.Although everything has not yet become a definite number, and he also knows that Gu Jianhan's feelings for him are not teasing, but he can't help but start to worry and fear. That fear does not stem from his distrust of Gu Jianhan, but from his own cowardice and incompetence .

He's still far from it.

Gu Jianhan's study room is very tidy and spotless. When he walked in, he was afraid that the blood from his body would stain his desk and the floor.He was very careful not to mess with his things, and he looked back at the bloody footprints every time he walked, and wanted to clean up the place before Gu Jianhan came back, so as not to make him unhappy.

He successfully found what he wanted in the hidden box. It was a bottle of resurrection pill, something for the living dead to heal bones. In the past, he always felt that such a precious thing should not be used on himself. Zun had to teach him many times before he could barely change this concept. Now that he ate a few at a time, he didn't feel it was a waste.

Because he was very anxious and wanted to recover his physical strength as soon as possible, even if he couldn't recover instantly, he had to try his best not to look like he was seriously injured.

He is going to Zhuzhi Village.

He is going to protect his master.

Such an idea is actually silly, but he really thought so, so he did it.He knows that he is not good, but after working hard for half a year, he has learned a lot in various disciplines, swordsmanship is still excellent, and spells are improving rapidly, especially bows and arrows have reached a high level. A monk may not have enough ability to fight, but he still has the ability to save his life.

What's more, isn't he working so hard just to protect his master from others? Now is the time when he is needed, so how can he choose to stay in the room because of his injury, and wait for Gu Jianhan to come back with peace of mind? ?

He must go.

The wound from the magic dart was very deep, and there was no ghost grass around at the moment, so the wound seemed to be in pain as it healed.Wen Yan broke out in a cold sweat, the veins on his arm were bulging, the back molars were about to be crushed, and the wound was slightly convulsed.

He heard the violent roar in his ears, saw the illusory bubbles in front of his eyes, felt the medicine power and magic energy spreading rapidly all over his body converging and killing each other in an instant, and felt as if he had stepped into the gate of hell.

Life and death, pain and numbness, sadness and relief, he can't tell which side he is on, or whether he is at the junction of the two sides, he only knows that he has to get through it, because there is someone still waiting for him to save.

Although this idea is naive and naive.

As for the explanation, he wanted Gu Jianhan to tell him himself, and he would not believe anyone else.

I don't know how long it took before the extremely depressive panting in the study gradually subsided. Wen Yan took a few more spirit-gathering pills, closed his eyes and performed a washing technique with the quickly recovered spiritual power, and his body became clean and dry again. But the clothes are still torn.He finally lifted his palm and took a look at the originally horrific wound. He thought he had recovered, but left a blood-red mark of the ring-flying magic dart on his right abdomen.

He frowned and took a look, then looked away, performed washing techniques all the way out of the study, randomly found a set of winter clothes from the wooden cabinet in the bedroom, and changed into them. His amber eyes were slightly darker, not Like the warmth and lightness of ordinary days.

He lit a fifth-order teleportation talisman on the spot, and the place he meditated silently in his heart was Zhuzhi Village.