Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

Hearing the low growls and biting sounds of those foxes scrambling for the bouquet of evil shadows, Wu Tang felt very distressed.But he didn't dare to say anything because of a guilty conscience. On the one hand, the source of the guilty conscience was the intimate scene of being bumped into by someone, and on the other hand, because the dream made him feel like he had broken up a pair of lovers.

He pursed his lips, but still leaned towards Wen Yanke.

"I was taken away by that demon cultivator, and Yu Ji saved me. If it wasn't for him..." Wu Tang mentioned Yu Ji, his tone was a little lighter, and he didn't know what he should explain.

Wen Yanke finally turned her head, and waited calmly and indifferently for Wu Tang to finish speaking, but the cold expression did not ease in the slightest.

"I understand, you don't need to explain it to me." He only needs to look up Yu Ji's memory, and he will naturally know what happened just now.

It's just that this is still not enough, the anger and desire that have been suppressed for a long time seem to have finally found a breakthrough, and poured out in one go.

He knew that he wanted to hear what Wu Tang explained to him, but none of what Wu Tang said could calm down the restless jealousy and anger in his body, on the contrary, it fueled the fire even more.

The vines that grew out of nowhere pulled him into the abyss of despair, and the grievances that could not be redeemed were growing crazily.

He is half of Yu Ji's soul. At first, he had to split himself into two. He has been looking for opportunities to combine and integrate into one body for hundreds of years, but now he resists the fusion.

How is he inferior to him?

Even though he was a separated soul, he had to find a body for himself to start over, and his cultivation was not as good as Yu Ji, who was already advanced, but why his daily companionship over the years was not as good as Yu Ji, whom he had only known for half a year. machine?

"Brother said before that you will stay with me for a month, but it still counts?" Every time Wen Yanke uttered a word, she took a step towards Wu Tang until she reached Wu Tang.

His tone was ambiguous, deep and shallow, as if hiding some extremely dangerous and chilling deep meaning.

Under such momentum, Wu Tang subconsciously took two steps back, and when her back was leaning against the wall, she realized that her actions just now were a bit disappointing, so she gathered her clothes and stood up straight. Head straight.

"What's the point of taking back what I said?" Wu Tang gritted her teeth to support herself.

But Wu Tang was also afraid that Wen Yanke would say something embarrassing him at this time, and what he said was not very confident.

"Then I want senior brother to hug me like just now." Wen Yanke said softly.

Wu Tang was stunned for a moment, then immediately refused.

"This won't work, junior brother, you have to figure it out, I'm helping you, this is a matter between the two of us, and it shouldn't affect Yu Ji."

Wen Yanke's expression suddenly became paler, and the fingertips holding the scabbard even turned blue.

He seemed a little unable to restrain himself, he kept rubbing his sword, rubbing his fingertips so red that his skin almost broke.

"Let's avoid him, we must not be discovered by him." After all, Wu Tang said what he had just promised, and it was not good to take it back so soon, so he had to think of such a way as a compromise.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Tang suddenly felt a sense of guilt for betraying Yu Ji.Even though he comforted himself that it was not his selfishness to help Wen Yanke, he still couldn't help but blame himself.

He could only cure Wen Yanke within this month as much as possible, so that he could realize that everyone is a man as soon as possible.

No matter how close they are together, it's useless, and keeping this secret firmly will never let Yu Ji find out.

But fortunately, Wen Yanke finally didn't refute him anymore, and didn't make any more embarrassing demands for him. She just stared at him for a long while before slowly uttering: "That's okay..."

Seeing Wen Yanke's appearance, Wu Tang seemed to understand that he was no longer angry, so he let out a sigh of relief.

He took another look at the Xieyinghua, which had long lost its original appearance and was mixed with mud. The sweet fragrance of the flower was mixed with the smell of blood and earth, and permeated the air.

The location where Xieyinghua grows is extremely hidden and remote, and it is difficult to find it. Wen Yanke must have spent a lot of effort to find this bunch.

He pursed his lips, drove away the foxes, picked up a few bouquets that were still intact, and cleaned them with a spell.