Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

"You... Listen to me carefully, you have to abide by my rules when you live here."

After saying that, Wenyan hurriedly turned around and left in a little panic, Sinan was helpless, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and shook his head slightly.

Slowly got up and followed his footsteps, I don't know why, at least this time he got close to Wen Yan, he didn't show any repulsion.

This made him very satisfied, and slowly followed his footsteps, looking at Wen Yan's back, Sinan naturally couldn't see his reddish face.

Thinking of the scene just now, Wen Yan felt ashamed. It was so simple. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been looking forward to it.

What is he expecting?Expect Sinan to really kiss him?

Clutching the position of the heart, I only felt that it was beating very violently.

After bypassing the study room and walking inside, you can see that there is an inner hall inside, which is the side hall.

On weekdays, Wen Yan would also rest here in the side hall, mainly for the convenience of reading, so various books were placed in the side hall.

It's okay outside these days, because gods and fairies often come here to read books, but that's not the case in Piandian.

Because I haven't come back for a hundred years, there is a layer of dust everywhere in the house, and when I open the door, there is a puff of dust.

Wen Yan looked back at Sinan, but Sinan did not show any displeasure.

"I'm going to clean it now."

Just as Luo Wenyan was about to make a move, Sinan raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards him, and then formed a seal in his hand.

A barrier was spread out in front of him, and the complicated patterns moved away little by little, and then the barrier moved across every corner of the side hall in front of him little by little.

Looking at the past again, the house is already very clean and tidy, just like a hundred years ago.

Wen Yan hadn't learned this kind of cleaning method yet, so he turned his head to look at Sinan in surprise.

Sinan met his gaze and spoke very calmly.

"You don't need to do it yourself, you are no longer a mortal."

Hearing this, Wen Yan bowed his head slightly. Wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing if he said he didn't know how to use this formula?

Then just keep your mouth shut.

After Sinan came here, the two of them were still in the mortal world, letting Sinan clean up all the flowers and plants on the hill.

Occasionally, he would help him sort out the books, but his life was peaceful and stable.

After Wen Yan came back, he found something was wrong. These days he talked to those gods and fairies, and those people were unwilling to go out.

Most of them hide on their own hills and don't want to come out. Everyone is like this, so he just doesn't talk to those people anymore.

Life was normal, until that day when Qi Li and Su Yuan appeared in front of them with Jun Qinghan and Qi Zexi covered in blood.

Looking at the two strangers, Sinan was sure they were the two he had seen in the mortal world, but the man in white seemed to have lost consciousness.

The man in black was still awake, even though he was covered in blood, he still held the man in white tightly in his arms, his eyes were red, and he looked at Wen Yan.

"Save him, save him." He said, and when he looked at Wen Yan, there was pleading in his eyes.

It was completely different from the way Sinan saw him back then. His defiant look back then was completely different from the humble begging others to save the person in his arms now.

Fortunately, there are many kinds of rare grass jelly on the top of Wenyan Mountain.

It was also the first time that Sinan saw someone who had always cherished his flowers and plants so desperately throw those rare things at the man in white.

No matter what he wanted, he didn't bat an eye.

Jun Qinghan's injuries were serious, the scars left on his body almost directly hurt the lungs, and the immortal veins were damaged.

The two of them recuperated at Wen Yan's place for a period of time. Compared with Jun Qinghan, Qi Zexi's injuries were relatively better.

In addition, he is a member of the Demon Race, and has a strong self-recovery ability, and he began to slowly recover from his injuries in a short time.

It was also during this time that Wen Yan and Si Nan huddled together on the same bed and gave way to the side hall.

Qi Zexi guarded Jun Qinghan all day and all night. Sometimes it was just that Jun Qinghan's breathing was a little bit wrong, so he could keep his eyes open and stare carefully for a long time.

No one knew how nervous he was. Wen Yan stood aside and looked at the two with helplessness in his eyes.

Si Nan didn't know what happened between them, but he just felt that Jun Qinghan should be more important than his life in Qi Zexi's heart.

During this period, Su Yuan also ran here very frequently, on the one hand to see how Jun Qinghan was doing, and on the other hand to ask for fairy grass.

The purpose is to save another person, Tianjun, Yuanhe.

Sinan was really shocked. What happened in the past ten thousand years? He felt that he couldn't keep up.

Why are Jun Qinghan and Qi Zexi injured, and Yuan He will also be injured?

No one talked to him about these things.

Sinan looked down and saw that there were a lot of fairy grasses missing on the mountain, but Wen Yan still acted indifferent.

He poured water with a kettle, and looked sideways at Wen Yan who was pounding medicine.

"You don't care about the lack of so many things on this mountain?"

Hearing this, Wen Yan raised his lips, "I don't care, I'll find a little thing in a few days, and let all these things grow back."

Sinan frowned, and still didn't understand the meaning of his words. The next moment he saw a snow-white deer.

The antlers on the head are a bit big, with a pair of green eyes blinking, and the antlers are wrapped with vines, bouncing and appearing in front of the eyes.

Wherever it stepped, a piece of vibrant grass would slowly grow. When it reached Wen Yan, he raised his head slightly.

That gaze stared at Wen Yan with disdain. For some reason, Sinan could see the same defiantness as Qi Zexi from its eyes.

When Wen Yan saw him, a smile immediately appeared on his face, looking at the fluffy fur and slightly agitated ears.

He was about to reach out and rub his head immediately, he hadn't seen this child for a long time.

But before he touched Bai Lu's head, displeasure flashed in Bai Lu's eyes.

Stepping back a step, it slowly filled with white mist, and when the white mist dissipated, a seven or eight-year-old white-haired boy appeared in front of the two of them.

He glanced at Wen Yan with a little disgust, and raised his hand to slap his hand away.

"Where is Master?"

Wen Yan glanced at the opened hand, and stared at Bailu for a long time. It's been a long time since I saw him, and the child has become like this.

"It's resting in the side hall, don't worry about dying."

"Of course Master can't die, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The word death is very sensitive to Bai Lu, and when he heard this, his expression immediately became very serious.

Wen Yan froze for a moment, then thought of the appearance of Bailu during the battle between gods and demons, and realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.

This child is worthy of being raised by Qi Zexi, both of them have the same stubborn temperament.

At the beginning, Jun Qinghan self-destructed his primordial spirit, and later Qi Zexi was killed. He was a lively child who hadn't smiled at anyone for hundreds of years.