Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

As soon as Wu Tang finished speaking, Wen Yanke looked at him more and more deeply.

He really struggled with guilt, but he didn't know what to say to explain it.

Wen Yanke clenched her fists, and finally pursed her lips.

"But senior brother has promised to obey me in everything this month. If so, I want senior brother to answer me truthfully, so that I can feel comfortable?"

His mind had been hidden very well before, and he even thought he could hide it forever. He was inevitably sunk in the mire of hopelessness, but he dared not and was unwilling to pull his senior brother down as well. He was afraid that he would see his senior brother and let him Painful look.

It was the appearance of Yu Ji that attracted the attention of the senior brother, which made him feel why he couldn't do it. He and Yu Ji were the same person, so why did they have completely different positions in the eyes of the senior brother?

Wu Tang's face was full of embarrassment, he must be comfortable if he is like that, Wen Yanke asked him like this, as if he wanted him to admit it himself.

Just now I asked him if he liked it, and now I asked him if he was comfortable.

His eyes widened. Even though he felt guilty, he was a little annoyed by Wen Yanke's aggressive questioning again and again.

"..."

"Comfortable..." After a while, Wu Tang hugged the quilt and yawned, his face turned red and then pale, and then he sounded dejected like a cat having a temper tantrum.

It was only after hearing that Wen Yanke's raging flames had barely calmed down, no matter what, he was the one who was by Wu Tang's side now, and he had a month to do anything.

It was already daylight outside.

The rising sun slanted in, and Wu Tang was finally able to take a breath after a busy night.

Coincidentally at this time, the elder brother came over via voice transmission: "Is the younger brother awake?"

Wu Tang hurriedly said: "Wake up..."

As soon as the sound transmission passed, there was a knock on the door.

Wu Tang jumped off the bed and went to open the door. Standing at the door, she subconsciously glanced back at Wen Yanke's legs.

However, he was already dressed neatly and couldn't see the specific situation, so Wu Tang pursed her lips and could only pray that there was nothing unusual.

Wu Tang opened the door, there was not only senior brother but a group of people at the door.

Wu Tang reckoned that all the people downstairs had come up, and when they saw the door opened, they all rushed in.

"Is the injury all healed?" The eldest brother walked in and asked.

"It's all over..." Wen Yanke nodded.

Wu Tang looked at the people standing in front of the bed and surrounded Wen Yanke. The quilt was still messy on the bed, a sign of what they had done on it just now, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But fortunately, other people didn't know clearly, but his senior brother's eyes flickered.

"How do we go out next?" The leader of Jian Yanzong who spoke, asked Wen Yanke respectfully.

Everyone also echoed, seeing Wen Yanke's ability before, they seemed to be looking forward to him at this time.

And Wen Yanke was still unhurried, her smile was light and warm, but it didn't reach her eyes at all... It was the coldness in her bones.

Standing aside, Wu Tang looked a little envious and a little proud, and added in after a while, intending to listen to Wen Yan!What to do next.

"Those cultivators in the deity stage here used to live in the town in this mountain, because they were trapped here by the magic cultivator with the soul-absorbing array. We only need to break the soul-absorbing array, and they will naturally dissipate. Reincarnation." Wen Yanke said with a very calm expression at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist, have you mastered the trick to break this formation?" A person beside him hurriedly asked.

Wen Yanke only nodded and said nothing.

Everyone's faces immediately showed ecstasy. After being trapped in this weird place for so long, they were frightened out of their wits after hearing the miserable screams of the demon cultivators outside in the middle of the night on the first floor.

But now there was a calm and confident Wen Yanke in front of him, and it seemed that there was no difficulty in front of him at all. At this time, everyone almost became fanatical believers, worshiping Wen Yanke as a god.

"The Immortal Elder is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable!"

At this time, they no longer called Wen Yanke a fellow daoist, but a fairy elder.

The elder brother's eyes darkened when he heard the words. He led the team here and wanted to find the spiritual veins for the benefit of the master, but he didn't expect that the halberd was broken halfway, and his fellow Taoists were in deep danger.