Drowsily, Fang Xiwen had a dream.

In the world of consciousness with no boundaries and chaotic lines, he saw a golden figure standing in front of him.

He has no face, a thin body, and an indistinguishable neutral voice: "Long time no see."

After hearing this gentle words, Fang Xiwen's consciousness gradually woke up.

Obviously, the person in front of him is the manifestation of the supreme will in the secret realm. His breath is familiar and vast.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen didn't reply or take any action - in his words, the other party revealed that he knew the "Emperor" and used dialogue like this friend.

However, without knowing the identity of the other party, answering hastily will only expose yourself.

"Heh." Fang Xiwen responded with a cold snort.

"Don't you answer me? That's right. No wonder it's so hard to find someone. It turns out that the emperor is the future enlightened person... He doesn't exist, so where can he find it?" I heard the figure talking to himself, "But in my case

, it is useless to deny it.”

"..."

"Ha, I originally wanted to pass the inheritance on to you... but I almost committed suicide..."

Suddenly, his consciousness became blurry again, and the other party's voice became intermittent, and he could only hear a few syllables:

"...The other guy is good...this one can give you...interesting..."

Another riddler, why didn't he even let him finish what he said... What is so interesting and where is it?

…

"Interesting, really unexpected."

There is a soft and waxy voice in the ears, like water in the mouth, bringing the tactful characteristics of Wu Nong's soft words to the extreme, making people want to listen again.

I saw Jiang Xingchu retracting his gaze from outside, muttering to himself, getting up and walking to bolt the door.

As soon as she came back, she met those clear eyes.

"Xingchu?"

"I'm here." Sitting on the side of the bed, the girl gently clasped his hand and filled the gaps between his fingers with affection.

"Phew, you're fine..." Looking around, Fang Xiwen recognized that this was his room, thought for a while and said: "My memory is broken inside the stone tablet, I must have fainted.

What happened to you...?"

He was obviously pale, but the first words he spoke were concerned about himself... Jiang Xingchu felt even more tender in his heart, and took the initiative to lean down and tell him what he knew in his ear with a warm voice.

"You said it was Gao Chengyou who killed Yu Wenchou?!"

Hearing this bombshell news, Fang Xiwen almost sat up, but the severe pain in his body stopped him, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead;

"Although your body is not seriously injured, your spirit is damaged, so it's better not to move around." Jiang Xingchu gently stroked his chest, put his delicate hands on his back, and slowly put it down, "I will take care of you until you are well.

, I will accompany you."

The girl was born with a gentle appearance, but now her eyebrows are crooked and she is comforted by a soft voice. Even the hardest Bailiang steel will only turn into softness at this moment.

It's a pity that some people are tougher than this.

"No, who are you?" Fang Xiwen pretended to lean back, with doubt on his face: "The art of disguise has reached such a level that even I can't see through it face to face. What kind of master is this person?"

"Fang, are you going to die?!" Jiang Xingchu raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay, we finally get it right. Just now, did you really see Gao Chengyou... come out?"

"I'm not blind."

"How is this possible?"

"What's impossible? Maybe the secret realm gave him some help..."

"I smashed his soul with my own hands. There will be no mistake." Fang Xiwen's face was a little solemn as he interrupted her rarely.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure it out, but he just felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Forget it, ignore him for now, I still have many things to discuss with you - about the Gao family, about Xinggong, about us. While it's still early, let's quickly discuss a charter..."

"I don't want to hear it." Jiang Xingchu frowned, took out his hand and turned sideways.

"First of all, there is something wrong with the Gao family's attitude...what are you talking about?"

"I said, I don't want to hear it." She finished speaking word by word and said angrily: "Can't you let people take a breather? Are you tired of thinking about it every day?"

"For everyone's safety, of course I have to think more...Wait a minute, are you angry because you were left out by me?" Fang Xiwen figured it out, smiled more on his face, and shook his head.

This little temper is just...

"Fart, who do you think you are?"

"I'm not who I am. I only know that someone almost risked his life to save me... uh uh uh..."

When the words were interrupted, Jiang Xingchu covered his mouth angrily, her pretty face blushing slightly; then, as if she realized something, she turned her eyes and took out a rope from her arms.

"What are you doing?" He was shocked.

"It suddenly occurred to me that you are too weak to struggle now, so don't you just let me do whatever you want?" Jiang Xingchu smiled and tied up his hands without any explanation. He looked up and down carefully for a while and nodded with satisfaction.

"Jiang Xingchu, don't forget, I became like this to save you!" Fang Xiwen was still resisting, trying to threaten: "I'm warning you, don't mess around!"

"Hey, it's not up to you."

A white index finger stretched out and gently lifted his chin; the two looked at each other, looking at the reflection in each other's eyes, and the air in the room gradually heated up.

Soon, Jiang Xingchu couldn't help it any longer, found the right spot and kissed her hard.

The small lips, with clumsy movements, are covered with a cool touch, with a bit of moisture;

'No matter how tough your mouth is, it will still be soft when you kiss it...' For no reason, Fang Xiwen had this thought in her mind.

Soon their lips parted, and Jiang Xingchu's eyes became watery. After taking a few deep breaths, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Open your mouth."

"...Have you been thinking about this for a long time?"

"Why are there so many things? If you just say a few nonsense words, I will pry your mouth open with pliers."

The gentle and pretty face came closer, but the words that came out of his mouth were vicious threats.

After looking at each other for a long time, Fang Xiwen finally compromised and did as he was told.

At some point, most of Jiang Xingchu's body was pressed against him. She was petite and soft, and her hair fell down on his neck, tickling and exuding a pleasant fragrance.

After a while, Jiang Xingchu straightened up and wiped the corners of his mouth;

Then, seeing the embarrassment on his face, the girl furrowed her eyebrows angrily, clenched her fists and ordered: "Swallow it, or I'll beat you."

"..."

"I'll beat you if I dare to say I'm disgusting, I'll beat you if I even raise my eyebrows, I'll beat you if I dare to spit it out; well done."

"...What on earth is this for?"

Fang Xiwen was a little funny. He didn't have much objection to someone very close to him doing this kind of thing, and he only regarded it as a means of emotional communication.

The reason I did that just now is because the expression on the saint's face was very interesting.

"Huh," Jiang Xingchu felt better for some reason and smiled slightly: "Do you still remember when we first met, you took me to dinner..."

"Remember. At that time, you played the innocent girl so hard that I feel embarrassed for you when I think about it." When he found the opportunity, Fang Xiwen laughed wildly.

"...That's not the point," Jiang Xingchu clenched his fists angrily and took a deep breath: "The point is, you ordered two copies of every dish that day."

"Is it true that I am so wasteful?"

"I remember it clearly. I was thinking at that time, I don't even dislike eating at the same table as you, but you dislike me first?"

"I've told you that I have mysophobia, right?" Fang Xiwen has a good memory. He remembered it as soon as he was reminded and laughed twice.

"So what. I don't care how you dislike others, if you dare to dislike me..."

"No, no, how could it be possible? I wish I could stick with the Holy Lady every day." He apologized and laughed repeatedly.

In fact, his mysophobia was cured by Luo Qingni a long time ago. Is this fair to say?

"Then, prove it to me; eh——"

"…You like me so much?"
Chapter completed!