Xianjun, please calm down

Early the next morning, Yu Changqing disappeared. Wang Dazhuang didn't close his eyes all night, but he didn't know when he left. He disappeared with him, as well as the dry food and clothes that Dazhuang had prepared for him.

Really, Xianjun's temper is really too big, even if he gets angry, he can't leave without eating.

Looking at the beautiful reclining chair in the main room, Da Zhuang's eyes were sore. Xianjun likes this reclining chair very much. Since it was finished, he has been sitting on it for a while almost every day. Every day before dark, Xianjun will Move it into the house so that it will not be wetted by the dew at night, but now, it may still be waiting for Xianjun to move it outside like yesterday, to sit and bask in the sun, but Xianjun is afraid that it will never come again. will not be coming back.

Wang Dazhuang wiped his face, walked into Xianjun's room, and sat down on the bed slowly.

The azure robe that Xianjun wore yesterday was neatly stacked on the head of the bed. After several months of companionship, Xianjun's anger and smile are still in front of his eyes, but now everything is like a beautiful dream It dissipated gently, leaving only a reclining chair and a piece of clothing, which can prove that Xianjun really lived here.

Wang Dazhuang picked up the dress and slowly buried his face in it, the faint cold fragrance rushed into his nostrils, making his eyes sore again.

He was afraid that tears would stain the clothes that still smelled like Xianjun's body, so he quickly raised his head and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand like a child.

Xianjun is gone and will never come back again. Such a good-looking person will never be seen again.

Da Zhuang's heart felt astringent, and he became sluggish after realizing it.

He wanted to ask himself: Do you regret not agreeing to go with Xianjun yesterday?If you agree, you will never have to be separated from Xianjun.

But he couldn't answer himself, he didn't know the answer.

After Yu Changqing left, Wang Dazhuang's life returned to the way it was before. He went up to the mountains to hunt every day. Sometimes the harvest was good, and sometimes the harvest was not. He can always catch good prey, but when Xianjun leaves, his head seems to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, and he is often distracted, which leads to frequent misses, and he is always in a daze on the mountain. It's a safe thing, but fortunately, for some reason, he felt that his eyes and ears seemed to be getting more and more sensitive, and his body was getting more and more flexible. Even if he missed his hand, he didn't encounter any serious danger.

Xianjun has been away for five days, but Da Zhuang seems to have passed five years, and he can't get up to do anything. He sleeps on the bed that Xianjun slept in, but he can't sleep all night. He doesn't even open the doors and windows. Just to keep the smell of Xianjun longer, but the good smell still dissipated little by little, just like the people of Xianjun, they don't belong here, and they can't stay at all.

That day, Da Zhuang didn't go out to hunt, but just sat on the bed in a daze, suddenly felt the ground tremble, he woke up after half a beat, wondering if the ground moved, put on his shoes and ran outside, I found that many people in the village had run out, looking at the sky with their mouths wide open.

Da Zhuang ran to Wushu Wang and said, "What's wrong?"

Uncle Wang Wu said in a low voice: "One of the yellow-skinned people who came to ask questions that day came. He floated in the sky and slashed at our village. It was scary to watch the earth tremble and the mountains shake. It was blocked by a transparent cover, and the yellow leather was also blown away, and I don’t know where it fell.”

Wang Dazhuang was startled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard someone exclaim, and saw two more yellow-robed cultivators stepping on a big leaf and flying over, looking at this side with uncertain expressions, they were too far away He couldn't see the faces clearly, but Da Zhuang could still recognize one of them as the person who came to question him that day and wanted to hit him. He was deeply impressed by that irritable face with his nostrils upturned.

Da Zhuang couldn't help but feel angry. If it weren't for those two people, how could Xianjun leave so quickly?Xianjun didn't intend to leave at first!

The irascible yellow-robed man in the sky shouted angrily: "Stupid pariah, how dare you lie to us! What an unforgivable crime! I don't believe that you will never walk out of this defensive circle for the rest of your life!"

The crowd is in a commotion, and it is impossible not to go out for a lifetime. Wouldn't it be trapped here to death?

Seeing Da Zhuang, Wang Cuihua hurried over and cried, "Brother Da Zhuang, why are those two ghosts here again? What should we do?"

Wang Dazhuang stared fiercely at the two people in the sky, and coaxed softly: "Don't be afraid, there will always be a way. They can't stay here forever watching us."

Wang Cuihua sobbed softly: "It's a good thing I have this cover, I don't know how it got here, if it wasn't for it, those two... two yellow skins would definitely be killed!"

Wang Dazhuang knew that the hood that appeared out of nowhere to protect them must have been made by the immortal king before he left. He said softly: "No matter how it came here, it shows that we should not die. Now every family has food. It can take a while, as long as we don't go out, they won't be able to come in."

That's what he said, but he knew in his heart that they were the ones who would die in the end. Ordinary people are too weak against advanced practitioners. They don't even have the basic strength to fight. If they want to kill you, they have to wait for death. Son.

Cuihua stopped crying for a while, looked at the two people floating in the sky with tears in her eyes, then quickly lowered her eyes in fear, and unconsciously grabbed Wang Dazhuang's lapel with her hands.

Wang Dazhuang didn't move, but stared at the two yellow-robed cultivators in the sky with eyes that couldn't conceal his hatred.

The two yellow-robed cultivators in mid-air seemed to have seen Wang Dazhuang's eyes, and said violently, "Youna mortal, how dare you disrespect me, see if I don't tear you to pieces!"

Da Zhuang raised his face, unable to suppress the anger in his heart, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Come down if you have the ability! Master is waiting for you here! See if this mask doesn't break your teeth!"

He was protected by a hood made by the fairy, and the two shriveled grandsons couldn't get down at first sight, otherwise they wouldn't just be clamoring in the sky!

Seeing that he dared to curse people, the cultivator bared his teeth and stared angrily, as if he wanted to eat people.

The fifth aunt also ran out at this time, she was just a village woman, she didn't understand anything, but she was not afraid, instead she said loudly: "The strong boy is right, if you have the ability, you come down! Your grandma is waiting for you to kill her!" He's just a yellow-skinned boy, why are you so arrogant?!"

Uncle Wang hurried over and covered his mother-in-law's mouth. How could this brave woman dare to say anything?