There's something wrong with the general.

After a long time, Wen Yuxi finally burst into tears and laughed in Zhiming's arms.

He touched his empty stomach and felt a little hungry.

He lowered his head and rummaged through his Qiankun bag for food.

When I came, I knew it would take a long time to return, so I brought a lot of storable food.

Wen Yuxi asked the spirit of the weapon, and he learned that this Qiankun bag can isolate the outside air.

Things placed inside will not rot for many days.

He took out two pancakes and handed one to Zhiming.

Then he put the one in his hand in his mouth and bit it, and took out a pot from his Qiankun bag.

Wen Yuxi held the bottle mouth, shook it, and said with a proud look on his face.

"Try it, it's a unique wine."

Zhiming smiled slightly, waved his hand towards the ground, and a table and two wine glasses appeared.

I took the wine jug from him and poured two glasses.

This 'fine wine' is red in color, and a faint fragrance emanates from the cup.

It makes people feel refreshed.

Zhiming asked in surprise, "What is this? It smells quite good."

Wen Yuxi was delighted to see the table appear out of thin air.

He hurriedly took out roast chicken, cakes and other items from his Qiankun bag.

Zhiming was a little amused and helpless when he saw this.

I couldn't help but tease him, "Brother, aren't you going to look for someone? Why did you bring so much food?"

Wen Yuxi shook his head and said seriously, "Food is the most important thing for people. Only when you have enough food can you have the energy to look for people."

After saying this, he gnawed on a chicken leg with one hand, picked up the wine glass with the other and took a sip of wine.

"Brother, this is wine. Come and try it. It's very low in alcohol content. It's fine."

Zhiming took a sip as he was told. It was smooth, cool and slightly sweet.

"how is it going?"

Wen Yuxi raised his head as if asking for praise.

Zhiming smiled and said, "It's OK."

Wen Yuxi curled her lips and said, "How can this be acceptable?"

On second thought, my senior brother has seen all kinds of good things since he was a child, so this evaluation is very high.

This Ah Q spirit made him happy again instantly.

After a few drinks.

Wen Yuxi suddenly stood up from his seat and patted his head.

"That's it. I forgot that Senior Brother can't drink. If I drive later, won't that be considered drunk driving?"

When Zhiming heard this, he was slightly stunned and knew that he was drunk.

Sure enough, two blushes appeared on his face.

My eyes are a little blurry.

This alcohol tolerance seems a bit shallow.

She chuckled and supported his body.

With a wave of his right hand, the table and other things disappeared.

Zhiming was just about to carry him to the stone bed to rest.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, narrowed his eyes, and looked outside vigilantly.

"Friend Mu, you said there was a snow-colored dragon here. We have been searching for it for quite a while. Could it be that you are deceiving us?"

"How dare I lie to you all? If the Snow Dragon hadn't been sleeping that day, I wouldn't have made it back alive. I've asked you all to come here today so that we can work together to kill that dragon. That dragon is full of treasures, and I only want the Dragon Pill. You can decide the rest for yourself."

"Okay, let's not start a quarrel among ourselves before we find the dragon. Let's find a place to rest first. It's too cold, and the dragon won't come out."

Zhiming quickly covered the fire and restored the cave to its original state.

He hid behind the stone wall in the cave.

"There's a cave over there. Let's go there and rest for a while. Then we can go look for the dragon after the snow stops."

The sound was getting closer.

After a while, a group of five people walked towards the cave entrance.

Leading the way was a young man in his thirties.

The other four were wearing badges.

Zhiming narrowed his eyes and looked at the four people.

He is actually a disciple of the sect.

Among the four of them, two are disciples of the 'Qiongshan School' and the other two are from the 'Wanjian Sect'.

"Hey, what's that smell in here?"

One of the Qiongshan School disciples sniffed the scent in the cave with a look of surprise.

Zhiming held Wen Yuxi with one hand, turned his head slightly, and watched the "culprit" dozing off again.

I couldn't help but smile.

This look of being defenseless against everyone hasn't changed over the years.

His mouth opened slightly, revealing two white teeth, and he subconsciously found the most comfortable position in Zhiming's arms.

Because I had slept for a long time before, I was now slightly waking up.

The long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly.

Subconsciously muttered: "Master...hmm".

Her palm was placed on his warm lips, blocking all the words Wen Yuxi was about to say.

Wen Yuxi grunted twice, but when he couldn't make any sound, he woke up in anger.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Zhiming's handsome face pressed against his forehead.

And the hand covering his mouth.

I was a little confused for a moment.

He looked at his mouth and gave him a signal with his eyes.

Let go quickly, brother.

Zhiming nodded, slowly withdrew his hand, and placed his index finger on his lips.

There's someone over there.

At this time, someone in the cave said, "There's no smell at all. Are you smelling it wrongly?"

Another young man replied, "That shouldn't be the case. My junior brother has the most sensitive nose. Finding magical herbs, monsters, and the like is no problem at all."

Damn, isn't this a police dog?

He secretly complained.

wrong.

what's the situation?

Wen Yuxi's alarm bells rang loudly. He looked at Zhiming in shock and asked silently, "Why is there someone here?"

Zhiming pointed outward and wrote on his palm: "Hunting the dragon."

Wen Yuxi's brain immediately froze.

What the hell?

Killing dragons? There really are dragons in this world.

Wen Yuxi looked at Zhiming blankly.

No, why is this place becoming more and more mysterious?

What happened to the promise of no spiritual energy?

Where's the barrier you promised?

Zhiming smiled, took his hand, and wrote on his palm: "I will tell you slowly later."

His nails were round and plump, and his fingertips were warm and calloused.

As he wrote stroke by stroke, his palms felt itchy.

The last stroke of the word "听" was drawn out long.

Wen Yuxi couldn't hold back any longer, smiled silently, and grabbed his fingers.

His eyes were full of accusations: "Itchy..."

Zhiming touched his cheek, his eyes moved slightly, and looked at the five people.

The hint will be discovered.

Wen Yuxi looked at him in confusion; how could he be discovered?

Zhiming squeezed the hand he was holding.

Wen Yuxi understood what he meant, opened her palms, endured the itch, and let him write.

There will be fluctuations in spiritual power.

It turned out that he didn't send a message to me like before because he was afraid of being discovered.

Wen Yuxi said silently, "Then how can we avoid being discovered?"

Zhiming was slightly stunned.

I didn't expect him to continue asking.

Her eyes fell on his moist lips, then quickly moved away as if they were burned.

He turned to look at the five uninvited guests outside.

Wen Yuxi didn't get the answer he wanted.

Naturally, I don't want to let him go.

She pursed her lips slightly, stretched out a hand, placed it on Zhiming's chin, and with a little force, turned his head back.

say!

Zhiming looked at the man with raised eyebrows, looking like he was ready to call someone to account.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She squeezed his fingers and wrote softly, "Are you angry?"

certainly not!

He is confused, okay?

Wen Yuxi looked at him straight in the eyes and asked silently, "How can I transmit the message without being discovered?"

Zhiming touched his head and wrote: "Need a little spiritual power."

Ok?

Wen Yuxi frowned slightly.

No, why is this so abstract?

What kind of spiritual power is needed?

Wen Yuxi looked at him in confusion.

Zhiming held his cheek with one hand.

Her eyes fell on his lips and she slowly moved closer.

Their lips touched lightly, and then they took a breath together before pulling away without any regrets.

!!!

Wen Yuxi's pupils trembled!

She looked at him in shock, her eyes full of accusations.

Worried about the presence of outsiders, he didn't dare say anything.

Damn, it’s my first kiss, my first kiss!

The first kiss in two lives ahhhhhh!

Wen Yuxi glared at him angrily.

If you don’t explain it clearly, I’ll never let you go!

"Junior brother..."

Zhiming's clear and gentle voice came to my ears.

Wen Yuxi looked at him in surprise. Can he transmit sound?

Zhiming nodded.

After hearing this, Wen Yuxi's anger instantly disappeared.

But he still complained awkwardly: "Why didn't you tell me in advance..."

“Next time I’ll definitely…”

Okay, just remember it.

Hey hey hey, that’s not right?

How come there will be a next time!!!