This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

When Wen Zhe left, he brought with him the things that Rong Xuehuai had bought for him several times, the three newly learned attack seals in his mind, and the remaining warmth from Rong Xuehuai's hug.

Just yesterday, he was dumbstruck after hearing Rong Xuehuai's words.Mr. Han Luhua helped him to sit on the chair, and let him drink some tea.However, after drinking a pot of tea, Wen Zhe still had an unreal feeling of floating in the clouds.

If it wasn't for Rong Xuehuai still watching with concern, Wen Zhe really wanted to jump up from the chair, ran out the door cheering, threw himself on his soft bed, hugged the pillow and rolled three times.

He held the hand of Mr. Han Luhua, and the other party also shook him back forcefully and practically.He seemed to have something to say, but he was completely satisfied in his heart, and he could only reveal a smirk when he opened his mouth again and again.

I really shouldn't have ridiculed Ping Jiangyue for being dumbfounded.Wen Zhe thought, facing Hua Jun's charm, am I much better than him?

However, even if he thought that no matter who else came, the performance at this moment would not be better than his, so this happy and silly behavior became at ease.

Jun Hua kept looking at him with a smile, and Wen Zheyi stared at his own reflection in Jun Hua's eyes happily and contentedly.He unconsciously ate a large plate of dim sum, and said a bunch of textbook-like silly words while brushing the dim sum residue off his clothes.

When Mr. Hua took out the book on the printing method that caused trouble from the bookshelf to teach him the three attacking printing methods, Wen Zhe's mind finally returned to its original position.But even so, he temporarily exerted his unprecedented intelligence and took the initiative to modify a seal method. This seal method has no offensive and defensive effects at all. The only ability is to spit out transparent and fragile hearts and bubbles in the air.

Rong Xuehuai showed a somewhat dumbfounding expression on his face, he sighed and said that it would be too dangerous to take the liberty of changing the printing method, Wen Zhe, you'd better not try it for the time being.Although this intellectually dispelled Wen Zhe's idea of ​​inventing a huge and long-lasting love formation, but emotionally, he was cheering and praising himself for a good job.

In the end, it seemed that even Mr. Hanyuhua was infected by his happy and mindless temperament. When Wen Zhe turned his back to practice the last seal, he couldn't help humming a song.It was a cheerful little tune that Wen Zhe had never heard before, with a very mischievous temperament.Wen Zhe couldn't help asking Hua Jun for the name of the song, and after his repeated questioning, Rong Xuehuai finally let him go and told him that the song was called "Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife".

In the end, Jun Hua packed his bags reluctantly for him—even if Wen Zhe was willing, he still believed so firmly.Not an easy job, as there is always one less item in a storage bag.Rong Xuehuai took the storage bag back from Wen Zhe several times to check it again, and added many cumbersome items that he would never bring with him when he was sane, which really wasted a lot of time that exceeded expectations.

The two bid farewell at the door, and finally decided to walk for a while together.So they bid farewell at the bottom of the tower, but after thinking about it, they thought it would be a good choice to separate at the bottom of the mountain.

When walking all the way to the bottom of Yuzhi Peak, Rong Xuehuai tenaciously found her sanity in the cold wind in the mountains, stood still and sighed: "Wen Zhe, I will send you here."

Wen Zhe and Rong Xuehuai waved goodbye, turned around after walking a few steps, and said softly, "I still feel like I'm dreaming."

Rong Xuehuai smiled, and looked at him very gently: "Then what can you do to make you believe this is reality?"

A familiar blush appeared on Wen Zhe's cheeks again. He lowered his head and took small steps to rub in front of Mr. Hanfuhua, and a pair of fluffy and quivering snow-white fox ears appeared on his head.

"Touch my ears again." This time the voice was a little less shy than last time, and a little more excited.If Rong Xuehuai were to judge, this tone and tone could almost be considered coquettish.

Rong Xuehuai stretched out his hand as he said, and the fluff on the tips of the two fox ears brushed gently across his palm, scratching his skin itchy.The palm of your hand squeezed them together slightly, and the touch was soft and elastic.

Wen Zhe lowered his head, and gently rubbed his ear against Rong Xuehuai's palm.He turned his eyes and looked up at Mr. Hanyuhua. At this moment, this kind of demeanor is really acting like a baby.

After a while, Rong Xuehuai put down his hand.Wen Zhe sighed regretfully, but soon laughed: "Mr. Hua, I'm leaving."

Rong Xuehuai watched his back take two or three steps, and suddenly called out to him: "Wait, Wen Zhe."

Wen Zhe stopped in doubt and turned his head. He was greeted with a warm hug.

He was embraced by Mr. Han Luhua, and the gentle and sweet voice of that person rang in his ears: "I'm very happy... for everything today. Wen Zhe, I'll wait for your return."

I'll wait for you to come back, and we will have a wonderful start together.

Wen Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then took out the fastest reaction speed in his life.At that moment, he opened his arms and embraced Rong Xuehuai like a soul, preventing the other party from letting go of him, prolonging the time of this hug, making it more sweet and memorable.

Wen Zhe believed that the temperature of this hug would always stay on his body.

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After leaving Yingri Domain, Wen Zhe headed west all the way, and finally chose to stay in a city named "Fenghua".He kept in mind the lesson that he was too undisguised and was seen through in the black market last time, and wandered around the city with a calm expression and a calm demeanor, as if he was just taking a casual walk in the small town that he had long been accustomed to.

During this half-hour "walk", Wen Zhe determined the locations where several major forces are stationed, where two relatively famous chambers of commerce are located, and at the same time figured out where this place belongs to the scope of relatively local snakes.

After clarifying the above points, Wen Zhe wandered slowly to an information exchange place with the logo of Baihua Academy hanging on it.Before he went out, Mr. Hua specially gave him an identity card of a student of Baihua Academy, so that he could join some teams that were also students of Baihua Academy.

Sitting behind the counter was a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament: "Fellow Daoist, do you have the ID card of Baihua Academy?"

Wen Zhe handed him the signboard that he had prepared long ago.The man held it in his hand to identify it, and quickly handed the sign back to Wen Zhe: "Fellow Daoist, do you want to release missions, acquire materials, or recruit teammates?"

"Looking for teammates." Wen Zhe had already set his goal before coming here, and also consulted the map: "I want to find someone to enter the nearby Sunset Mountain together, and ask for a seven-stem lotus in Jingshui Lake."

"Fellow Daoist later." The man put his hand on a piece of jade slip, and opened his eyes after a while: "These are registration information for recruiting teams with similar routes to Fellow Daoist, and you can look it up at will."

Picking up the jade slip that the man pushed over from the counter, Wen Zhe identified two or three targets that could be tried without much effort: "I see. How many spirit stones do you need for the intermediary money?"

The man took back the jade slip, and said flatly: "The information you search for is simple, one spirit stone is enough."

Wen Zhe paid the agency fee and walked towards a team location.Regardless of the distance from here, Wen Zhe's original purpose, and the skills of the members of the team, this may not be the most suitable team, but what attracted Wen Zhe was the line of small words on the back of one of the team members.

Qi Hengyuan, the sixth level of Qi Refining (Remarks: Born in the Qi family, with innate spiritual consciousness.)

Mr. Hanmeihua's words "One of your parents must have special blood" came to mind very quickly, and thinking about it carefully, although Mr. Hua taught him how to use the innate consciousness, he didn't pay attention to the "one of your parents" in Mr. Hanmeihua's words. Parents” responded.

If the innate consciousness is a family blood talent, will this Qi family have some connection with him?

parents……

Thinking of this word, Wen Zhe's heart beat like a drum.

Based on his demon blood, he deduced that his father was probably a member of the six-tailed fox clan, but he never dared to think about who his mother was.From a very early age, he understood what kind of trouble his life experience was, and he knew more clearly what kind of bad luck the Yaozu had brought to a woman that his existence meant.

Because of this, he only longed for the existence of his mother when he was very young. For a while, he would cry and call an unnecessary "mother" who was fantasized by himself to sleep.And the more he grew up, the more he understood a guess that was probably true: his mother hated him.

He couldn't choose his origin, and he used to be full of resentment for his own life.But all along, he had no reason to blame the biological mother whom he had never met.

She may not have given birth to him voluntarily. The reason why she gave birth to him was because his demon blood was too thick and the abortion pill failed to work.

Wen Zhe even pictured such a scene in his mind: a woman with an unclear face looked at him resentfully at the newborn, the hand on his neck tightened, and finally let go.The woman may have watched him cry, or maybe she didn't, or she may have thrown him away many times, but in the end she decided to put him near Tingmei Pavilion, so that he could be picked up and raised to live.

He didn't die silently, nor was he picked up by some auction place, nor did he have a special hobby of learning how to "serve" others since he was a child, or was trained to be a thug with a heart, which made him always have a kind of I would laugh at my own naive fantasy: Maybe his mother loves him a little bit?

At that time, he was so lacking in other people's love for him that even a little bit of fantasy could give him a kind of psychological comfort.

As he grew up, this idea gradually faded, and he didn't think about it often.However, this kind of thought was rooted deep in his heart, making him immediately make a decision on the next action after seeing a little clue.

Wen Zhe walked very fast unconsciously, what was faster than walking was his thought at this time: Maybe his mother is the daughter of the Qi family?If there is a slight probability, maybe he recognized her the first time he saw her?He didn't want to disturb that poor woman's life, but at least let him know if she was doing well?