Ji Miaohua changed into the clothes of the disciples of the Demon Sect and went down the mountain. (Please remember our 56 Books. Library) Duanmu Huichun and Jia Xiang were leisurely guarding the door of Wuhui Palace, one left and one right.

Last time, Ji Miaohua easily touched Pi Nishan and was regarded as a great humiliation by Mo Ju. Even though Ji Miaohua had some ambiguous nepotism with the Demon Sect now, he wanted to win back the city and catch Ji Miaohua halfway.

A crescent moon rose, and the road up the mountain was shining with white light.

The mountain is still quiet.

Jia Xiang walked back and forth impatiently, suddenly stopped and asked, "Are you guessing that Ji Miaohua or Mo Ju who came up in a while?"

Duanmu Huichun said: "Everything is possible."

Jia Xiang said: "Ji Miaohua was unexpected last time, and this time Mo Ju fought with preparation. I think Mo Ju is more likely."

Duanmu smiled slightly when he rejuvenated.

The wind passed through the treetops and kept making rustling sounds.

Jia Xiang suddenly turned around and stared at the bushes on the side of the road with sharp eyes.

Duanmu Huichun came over and said, "Elder Jia?"

Jia Xiang sighed and said, "Mo Ju lost."

As the words fell, Ji Miaohua wore a middle-clothed dress and came to Duanmu Huichun with a smile and said, "Didn't the people in the Central Plains say that one day is like three autumns? My kiss and I have never seen each other in spring and summer. Do you miss me if you miss me?"

Duanmu Huichun said, "Your coat?"

Ji Miaohua said: "Elder Mo is checking the disciples one by one. It is more convenient for me to take off my clothes."

Jia Xiang said: "But white clothes are easier to detect." It was because of the flash of white light that he became suspicious.

Ji Miaohua smiled and said, "The moonlight is just right tonight, and there are many white flowers along the road."

Duanmu Huichun saw that Ji Miaohua had been leaning against him, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch his neck. The tentacles were cold and said, "Go back to the room to change your clothes first."

Ji Miaohua stayed by his side and refused to leave.

Jia Xiang coughed dryly and said, "It's not early, Elder Duanmu also rested early."

Duanmu Huichun said: "But the guard who looks down on the mountain..."

Jia Xiang said: "How many people in the world are as good as Master Ji Feng? Don't rush for a moment. (Please remember our website 56 Book Library)"

Duanmu Huichun wanted to say that Ji Miaohua had already picked him up and ran towards Wuhui Palace, and was running all the way, until Duanmu Huichun's bedroom was released. As soon as he put down Duanmu Huichun, he saw that the other person's face looked extremely ugly.

Ji Miaohua bit her lower lip and whispered: "Dear, it's cold."

Duanmu Huichun said, "I remember I have legs, Master Ji Feng."

Ji Miaohua said: "Don't worry, I run fast, no one except Jia Xiang."

Duanmu Huichun glanced at him and entered the house without saying a word.

Ji Miaohua could only follow him like a young wife.

Duanmu Huichun asked him for his coat, then put his clothes on him and lay on the bed. The newly changed bed was not small, but Duanmu Huichun slept outside, and the refusal was obvious.

Ji Miaohua sighed, sat on the ground against the edge of the bed, and put her coat on her body casually. "Dear, don't be angry." He turned his head, put his chin on the bed, and looked at Duanmu Huichun's sleeping face without blinking.

Duanmu Huichun was silent for a long time and moved his body to the side.

Ji Miaohua turned over to the bed, put her hands on his waist, and looked at his side face with a beacon.

"Sleep." Duanmu sighed silently.

Ji Miaohua's lips moved, but she stopped talking.

The next morning, Duanmu Huichun moved and Ji Miaohua woke up. However, what happened last night made him unable to see if Duanmu Huichun still had lumps in his heart, so he woke up, but did not get up.

Duanmu Huichun carefully stepped over him and got out of bed and then went out of the door.

As soon as he left, Ji Miaohua immediately turned over and sat up, and followed her out.

Duanmu Huichun made someone come back with two buckets of water, and saw Ji Miaohua standing at the door waiting for him.

Did the disciples of the Demon Cult have any winks? They put down the bucket and left.

Duanmu Huichun entered the house silently, then took off her clothes and went into the wooden bucket to take a shower.

Ji Miaohua stood next to the wooden barrel, her eyes dripping at him, and finally couldn't help saying, "Dear, I want to wash it too."

Duanmu Huichun said inexplicably: "Isn't there a bucket?"

Ji Miaohua leaned into his ear, "But they want to wash with you."

Duanmu Huichun stared at him.

Ji Miaohua looked at him pitifully and said, "Dear..."

"The wooden barrel is not big enough." Duanmu Huichun just finished speaking, when he saw Ji Miaohua take off her clothes from her body and jump into the wooden barrel. The water splashed, Duanmu Huichun closed her eyes.

Ji Miaohua picked him up, sat himself at the bottom of the wooden barrel, and then placed him on his lap.

Duanmu Huichun had no choice but to hug him on the neck.

Ji Miaohua was ready to move, looking up at him with her eyes, looking straight at him, "Dis you kiss... Can you..."

Duanmu's face turned red and turned to the other side.

Ji Miaohua touched her hands restlessly, trying to use sparks to spread the prairie, "Kiss."

"You," Duanmu Huichun said embarrassedly, "it's day now."

Ji Miaohua smiled and said, "Kiss, close your eyes, close your eyes and it's evening."

Duanmu Huichun stared at him.

Ji Miaohua said disappointedly: "If I were to kiss me, I wouldn't want to..." His fingers clenched the wooden barrel.

Duanmu Huichun said helplessly: "Don't waste time."

Ji Miaohua cheered and carefully picked up Duanmu Huichun and put it down.

Duanmu Huichun frowned slightly, but fortunately, she became skilled after doing such things too much. He grabbed the wooden barrel with one hand and put the other on Ji Miaohua's shoulder with the other, and moved gently.

...

Afterwards, Ji Miaohua sighed satisfiedly: "Kiss is really foresighted, and he made two buckets of water."

Duanmu Huichun: "..." It was not that he didn't want to talk, but that he was too lazy to talk, so he let Ji Miaohua's hands touch him.

Ji Miaohua said: "Dear, how are you thinking about returning to the door?"

Duanmu Huichun opened her eyes slightly and said for a while: "Let me think about it again."

Ji Miaohua hugged him, rubbed his nose against his cheek and said, "Actually, if you don't want to go to muddy water at this time, then we will go back in a while."

Duanmu Huichun said, "Aren't you worried about the Holy Moon Sect?"

Ji Miaohua said without hesitation: "How can the Holy Moon Sect be worth one ten thousandth of the kiss in my mind?"

Although he knew that what he said had an exaggeration, he would enjoy it in his heart. Duanmu was silent.

The two of them were delayed until noon before leaving.

Mo Ju and Jia Xiang were obviously used to Duanmu Huichun appeared only after the afternoon, but Duanmu Huichun felt quite uncomfortable and wanted to explain but didn't know where to start. Fortunately, Jia Xiang said as soon as he entered the door: "Ming Zun has written."

Duanmu Huichun's heart moved and said, "What's the matter?"

Mo Ju said: "It's the matter of the Holy Moon Sect and the Hun Soul King's dog biting the dog."

Jia Xiang glanced at him.

Mo Ju is still the same, "Ming Zun said that two tigers will fight each other and there will be casualties. The Demon Cult takes this opportunity to open up a trade route from the Central Plains to the Western Qiang. It is best to cut off the business of the Hun Soul King's human trafficker."

Jia Xiang said: "Ming Zun means that if Elder Duanmu is free, can he go this time?"

Duanmu was slightly surprised when he returned to Yunnan. It was definitely not possible to communicate back and forth in two or three days. When he received Feng Gudao's letter at this time, it was obvious that it was not the hint from Jia Xiang or Mo Ju, but Feng Gudao's original intention. He believed that if he only opened up the Western Qiang trade route, then he would have no need to make a move with the Hunhun King. Feng Gudao did this clearly to give him a chance to go to the Western Qiang. Could it be... He had long guessed that Ji Miaohua could not let go of the Holy Moon Sect?

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Mo Ju thought he was unwilling to do so, and said, "Elder Duanmu suffered so much, and almost lost his life. It's normal that he didn't want to go. I think it's better for me to go for you!"

Jia Xiang gave him a blank look, "Why are you old, what kind of hero you are?"

Mo Ju said depressedly: "Your tone is like Doctor Huo."

Jia Xiang said: "Heroes have similar views."

"I'll go." Duanmu Huichun suddenly spoke.

Although he made a decision, Duanmu Huichun still felt a little uneasy. To be honest, the reason why he was willing to accept Ji Miaohua was not only moved by and moved by him, but also because they were looking down on the mountain at the moment. This is a familiar place and he would be somewhat lowered. But if he returned to the Western Qiang... his uneasiness came over and over again. After all, even if he let go, even if Ji Miaohua had already felt wronged and accommodated him in every way, their personality and habits were far apart, and even their trust was very weak. I don’t know when to get in touch with him.

He crossed the bridge to the Sword Test Peak.

The villa is more complete than the previous two days.

Although the words on the plaque on the villa gate are still crooked, they have been replaced with new ones—

Wanchun Villa.

Ji Miaohua changed into the clothes of the disciples of the Demon Sect and went down the mountain. (Please remember our 56 Books. Library) Duanmu Huichun and Jia Xiang were leisurely guarding the door of Wuhui Palace, one left and one right.

Last time, Ji Miaohua easily touched Pi Nishan and was regarded as a great humiliation by Mo Ju. Even though Ji Miaohua had some ambiguous nepotism with the Demon Sect now, he wanted to win back the city and catch Ji Miaohua halfway.

A crescent moon rose, and the road up the mountain was shining with white light.
To be continued...