Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

A normal house, even if it has no windows...

There must be a door too, right?

Cheng Yunzhi looked around carefully, and saw no trace of the door frame or cracks at all, as if the door never existed in this world.

Fully enclosed structure, don't know how they got in.

Gu Yan lowered her head and gently pecked and kissed the corner of his lips, which was extremely clingy.

He said: "What's the use of having a door? With a door, Yunzhi will go out, and if he goes out, he will be injured... It's better to stay in the room all the time."

Cheng Yunzhi said speechlessly, "Where did you get your logic from?"

He closed his eyes hard, recalled everything before he fell into a coma, and opened them again.

"Great," he pretended to be relaxed, "deliberately used spells to stun me, then locked me here, and didn't even allow me to go out... So, did Zitao find it?"

Gu Yan just opened his mouth, wanting to answer his last question, but he didn't expect Cheng Yuzhi's topic to jump very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was brought to other people.

He paused and nodded: "I found it."

Cheng Yunzhi: "Bai... what about the demon cultivator?"

Gu Yan nodded her index finger and said softly: "No trace."

That's great, maybe he's still alive, and I don't know when he will jump out and kill him.

When Cheng Yuzhi thought of this, Gu Yan could also think of it, so his face became even more ugly.

He seemed to find the reason in the blink of an eye: "I will ask someone to check the nearby area, so Yuzhi will stay here for the time being."

Cheng Yunzhi looked at him with a smile, but didn't speak.

The two were in a stalemate for a moment, the man in snow took his hand, kissed his fingertips lightly, and the beautiful young man pressed his upper lip with a finger, not allowing him to move.

He withdrew his hand, turned over neatly, and rolled himself into the quilt again, his back was rather pitiful and cute.

After a while, Cheng Yunzhi's muffled voice came: "We will only stay for seven days at most."

Gu Yan warmly said hello, got up and went back to the table.

The bed curtain was hung again, and the light became dim. Cheng Yunzhi stretched out his finger, stroked lightly in the air, and clicked his tongue soundlessly.

There is no spiritual power.

The whole room was blocked by an enchantment, and there was no spiritual power. Here, he is a mortal with no power.

In this way, it is impossible for him to... go out from the room without a door.

Mr. Cheng wondered, how did it come true when he joked about "being imprisoned in the deep mountains and old forests"?

He, Xiao Cheng, is really so fragile that he has to be raised in a fixed place?

He squinted his eyes to think about things, but fell asleep again after thinking about it. When he woke up, he couldn't believe that he could sleep for so long.

He got up and explored the shattered arm with spiritual power, and found that most of it was repaired by his husband, but there was still a little bit of dark wound left, which needed time to remove.

Gu Yan probably had scruples about getting hurt secretly, so he was not allowed to go out.

Well, there are valid reasons in general.

He got out of bed, his right fingertips still trembling slightly.

It's hard to imagine Gu Yan's mood when he healed his wound, seeing Haoduan's arm turned into this... Cheng Yuzhi laughed, and lazily tapped on the bedpost.

He didn't take things like lack of spiritual power and no door to heart, as if he had a well-thought-out plan, no matter what, he had a way to escape.

The man in snow who was practicing on the couch opened his eyes and looked over.

Cheng Yuzhi worshiped him pitifully: "Gu Daojun, Xiao Cheng is hungry."

Gu Yan said: "Okay. What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "Anything is fine!"

Gu Yan smiled: "Of course."

Cheng Yuzhi: "Roasted duck with duck, roasted goose, braised pork ribs with spicy chicken."

Gu Yan: "No."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..." Then what are you talking about.

Cheng Yunzhi pulled off the quilt and covered his face.

Then he said sullenly, "Then what can I eat?"

Gu Yan: "Congee."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..." He knew it!How could he be allowed to eat heavy food so easily!

The quilt was gently torn off his face, revealing Gu Yan's face.

It was certain that he would soften his heart to this appearance, the young man in snow clothes had broad shoulders, and picked up the bedridden young man.

Gu Yan: "Don't eat?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "...Eat."

Gu Yan said meekly: "During this period of time, we need to remove the hidden wounds, so in terms of diet, you have to feel wronged yourself. When the review is over, let's eat something else, okay?"

Cheng Yuzhi was coaxed into a dizzy state by him, and soon he drank porridge to fill himself up.

To be honest, the rest of the time was a bit boring, and Cheng Yunzhi couldn't think of what to do.

He stretched out his hand to pull Gu Yan's long hair, a little playfully: "I want to go out and play."

Gu Daojun was not annoyed at being pulled by his temples, he let him curl his hair.

He calmly said: "It's time to practice."

Look, what you said is more rigid than the teachers in the school. They only have expressionless faces and ask their students to study and study.

Antique.

Cheng Yuzhi shivered, put it down resentfully, and took out a small notebook from his arms.

Gu Yan recognized it at a glance: "Have you got inspiration?"

Excuse me, isn't Gu Daojun's operation inspired Xiao Cheng!

Cheng Yunzhi made the sound of the blue conch, shook his head and nodded again.

Seeing that Gu Yan approached, wanting to read what he had written earlier, Cheng Yunzhi quickly hugged the small book into his arms and refused to let him read it.

And waved him away: "Go, go, do your own thing."

Gu Yan felt wronged.

He whispered softly: "What did Yu Zhi write behind my back, is it something that cannot be shown to me? Then I won't read it, and Yun Zhi will write slowly."

As he spoke, he got up slowly, intending to go around to the other end, obediently not looking at the script in his hand.

Cheng Yuzhi didn't think about it, and before he could react, he had already called Gu Yan to stop him from leaving.

After Gu Yan stopped, he cleared his throat, pretending to be calm: "I didn't write anything shameful, you can sit here."

Two hours later, Mr. Cheng regretted it!

No, it really can't!

What did he write in the plot here?

Oh yes, the classic villain accuses the little Ah Qi of being a servant.

Then there will be some climax, so that the poor blue-faced confidant will be squeezed out in the secret realm of the sect, and a group of people will point and point at him, hate him, and spurn him.

Little Ah Qi was weak and had no one to help him. He was soon injured in the secret realm and limped along with tears in his eyes.

Just when the danger came, Xianjun descended from the sky to solve the crisis.

Everyone bowed down and bowed down, shouting the fairy king.

But the man in the cloud, Mr. Xueshang, didn't even look at them, just took away the little Ah Qi who had lost a lot of blood, and placed him in his bedroom on Changshu Peak.

Looking at the pale disciple who had lost too much blood, Xianjun remained silent.

So she silently picked up his fingertips and kissed him lightly.

He only now knew what rumors were spreading all over the cultivation world, and he wanted to clarify immediately that nothing happened between him and Xiao Ah Qi.

But it is irresistible to erupt out of tenderness.

He couldn't let his disciple bear the name of "bewitching the master", he wanted to stand upright in the hall with little Ah Qi, hold hands and become Taoist companions.

But...he still doesn't know what little Ah Qi thinks of him.

Xianjun selectively ignored the overly ambiguous and natural behavior between the master and the apprentice, and stubbornly believed that the disciple's friendship with him was nothing more than the master's friendship.

Do you want to ask him directly?

Even little Ah Qi, who was recuperating on the bed, was thinking about this matter, and painfully thought that Master was just licking him.

Yes, everyone is right.

He is so easily injured, and his realm cannot be raised, he really shouldn't be a disciple of Xianjun.

He thought tremblingly, and wanted to bid farewell to Xianjun.

Be quiet and leave wherever you come from.

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

Cheng Yunzhi showed the same pained expression as the characters in the pen, thinking that this pair of master and apprentice are just like wood!

On weekdays, those who practice swords with hands, make soup with their own hands, and have honest and honest conversations in hot springs... Wait, wait, are they all fake!

Xiao Cheng looked up to the sky, pinching the Bihai Conch sound tangledly.

Still Gu Yan couldn't stand it, and reminded him: the pen was about to be broken.

Cheng Yuzhi suddenly came back to his senses, and the sound of Bihailuo let out a wave of waves, then there was no movement, and no ink came out.

The author of a certain chapter who is planning to add fire: "..."

Cheng Yuzhi: "Look, what kind of counterfeit is this, besides learning how to call a conch, what else can it do? A pen can't even write!"

Gu Yan put the pen back on the pen holder for him, and squeezed Cheng Yunzhi's sore wrist.

Gu Yan: "Show me?"

Cheng Yuzhi: "No way, Gu Daojun, this is someone else's novel...you are really capable."

After saying that, the notebook fell into Gu Yan's hands.

Obviously the whole size is not too small, but being held by Gu Daojun, it somehow feels a bit exquisite and pocket-sized.

Cheng Yuzhi didn't snatch it back, and sat down resentfully, feeling that the plot seemed familiar.

"..."

Gu Yan glanced at thousands of lines and read the newly written content.

He calmly closed, and suddenly said: "They still don't understand the friendship for each other."

Cheng Yuzhi: "Is that so? I can't even read the writing. These two pieces of wood..."

Gu Yan looked at him, his eyelids slightly closed.

"Xianjun is not so stupid."

Cheng Yuzhi: "Hey, Mr. Gu, you are saying that my character has collapsed, and you have never met Xianjun, how do you know that he is not such a temperament?"

Gu Yandao: "If he knows what he wants, he will definitely tell the world, so that the one he loves won't be humiliated."

Cheng Yuzhi said lazily: "Perhaps Xianjun has been alone for a long time and doesn't understand these operations. You can't expect an old bachelor to come up with a good solution."

Gu Yan laughed: "The old bachelor..."

Cheng Yuzhi muttered, feeling a little hot, so he stood up and walked towards the window.

Gu Yan didn't stop him, and let Cheng Yunzhi open the window, poke his head out, and breathe fresh air——

However, outside the window is a lonely mountain and cliff, and the air is fresh.Surrounded by clouds, you can vaguely see the greenery protruding from the window.

Cheng Yunzhi was shocked and speechless!

Besides, even if he stretched out his head, he couldn't feel the existence of spiritual power.It's like falling into the empty mortal world, and I feel uncomfortable all over.

Cheng Yunzhi: "I don't think it's right." He took a step back vigilantly, opened his eyes wide, and wanted to figure out the secret method, but was blocked by the empty spiritual vein.

Gu Yan lowered his eyes, smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yunzhi spoke righteously: "You just want to put me under house arrest—your thinking is very dangerous."

"Yes, I'm going to put us under house arrest,"

Gu Yan stood up, walked in front of him, closed the window, then hugged the young man in a thin coat and rubbed his fingertips.

"We'll go out after Yunzhi obediently agrees to be my Taoist partner, shall we?"

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