Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

A trace of inexplicable meaning flashed across Yu Ji's expression, like a flash of spring, fleeting, or like a bird flying over the clouds.

He has no words.

Wu Tang lowered her eyes, looking at Wen Yanke's eyebrows and eyes to check his injury.

It was only because of his previous injury that he went mad for a short time, but in fact it was not serious. Wu Tang had already fed him a elixir, and continued to use his spiritual energy to heal his injuries. It would not be long before he would wake up .

What kind of situation would make a person save him regardless of himself?

The scenes in the dream kept unfolding in his mind. He snatched Wen Yanke's soul, but the dream was a harbinger of the future after all.

And he could see the future outcome very clearly. Wen Yanke and Yu Ji became a Taoist couple and were envied by everyone.

But the soul can't go back after being separated from the body, all that's left is the body, so who is standing beside Yu Ji and stabbing him to death with a sword?

Is it a puppet, a puppet made by Yu Ji?

In this way, everything can be explained.

Fortunately, everything is still in time.

His junior brother never betrayed him, he can only blame this dream for being too misleading to him, and he himself was blind to see the wrong person.

This dream was a bit of a coincidence, if it wasn't for the fact that he hadn't harbored hatred towards his junior brother because of the dream, maybe he would have turned against him by now.

A trace of doubt surged in Wu Tang's heart, but then he remembered that his master once told him that monks don't have dreams.If dreaming is a hint from heaven, you should be grateful and cherish it, and put down your doubts after thinking about it.

Wu Tang came back to his senses, and sat between Wen Yanke and Yu Ji, keeping Wen Yanke behind him.

"You and Wen Yanke have known each other for a long time. If you don't tell me, I can tell." Wu Tang lowered her eyes to avoid Yu Ji's sight, pretending to be calm, and the naked eye could tell that she pretended not to care, but in fact her hands were already gone. He was secretly twisting the hem of his clothes.

The moonlight shone in, casting a halo on his side face, as if a wall had been erected between him and Yu Ji for no reason, silent and silent.

"I've seen for a long time that the relationship between the two of you is extraordinary, and it's not something I can get in, but..."

Wu Tang's voice paused when he said this, and then he trembled a little when he spoke, almost lamenting, "You promised me once."

Yu Ji's eyes flickered.

"You promised me that you would become a Taoist companion with me, even if it is like this, can you, can you reserve a seat for me by your side, I will not compete with my junior..."

Even though the two of them didn't make eye contact at all, Wu Tang felt that he was being stared at by a pair of eyes.

He finally raised his head and raised his eyelids, but he still met a pair of eyes that were like yellow sand all over the sky, so loose that people couldn't touch his emotions.

How will you respond to me?

Wu Tang's heart was peaceful.

Even if this is the case, throwing away his dignity, he once again fell into the embarrassing situation in the dream, and even this time it was his own choice.

Even so, it's good, the younger brother shouldn't be a puppet.