Yan Yan could almost feel the soft and itchy feeling when the other person was talking.
A strong sense of crisis in his heart suddenly became angry. Yan Yan had almost no time to think. The spatial power in her body surged out, wrapping her whole body tightly with the golden breath visible to the naked eye.
However, when Yan Yan turned around, the tip of his nose almost touched a face approaching.
Yan Yanxin jumped wildly for a moment, and his body subconsciously retreated quickly, but his arm was controlled by a wide and warm hand.
"Sister, be careful!"
The hand holding Yan Yan's arm gently pulled her man forward to prevent Yan Yan's body from continuing to move backwards.
Yan Yan then realized that because she retreated so quickly, her back almost hit the window frame.
Qi Wuji's hand still gently held Yan Yan's arm, and his face was so close that he smiled warmly:
"I didn't expect my sister to be so happy to see me. But be careful next time, I will feel sorry for it if it hurts."
When he said this, Qi Wuji released Yan Yan's arm without any trace.
But while Yan Yan was not paying attention, she secretly put the hand that had touched her close to her nose and took a deep breath.
It smells so good!
The refreshing and clean smell of flowers and fruits is the unique smell of my sister.
Qi Wuji smiled with satisfaction.
Yan Yan frowned and stared at Qi Wuji, and finally put away his protective barrier in frustration.
Qi Wuji is a typical physical cultivation, so Yan Yan cannot feel his cultivation level specifically, which state should belong to.
But Qi Wuji could enter and exit her barrier at will, proving that his strength was far above her.
When he was in Juyan Castle, Yan Yan knew that Qi Wuji was much more powerful than her. Releasing the barrier just now was a completely physical instinctive defensive behavior.
In fact, her barrier has no effect on this guy.
Even if her cultivation level has been improved to the Nascent Soul realm, the huge gap between her strength and Qi Wuji has not improved at all.
Yan Yan lowered her eyes and saw the big crane raised by Qi Wuji standing on the eaves outside the window downstairs, almost as high as hers.
Qi Wuji's crane is indeed much larger than the cranes and birds guided by Tianbei Island. Is this also because of being born in the Taishui Mansion?
Qi Wuji stood steadily on the back of the big immortal crane and just came into her window.
Yan Yan withdrew her gaze and said in a light tone: "I'm a little tired in the fight today and I'm not in the mood to entertain guests. I will prepare the candy I promised you as soon as possible and ask someone to send it to you."
After saying that, Yan Yan pressed his hand on the window frame and closed the window.
Qi Wuji jumped over, leaned forward and looked like a spirit cat, and then jumped into the room.
Standing inside the house, Qi Wuji glanced at the furnishings in the house and frowned: "Sister is too shabby, so it's better to move to my place to live. It's more comfortable to take care of my sister."
Yan Yan looked impatient and stood in front of the open window with his arms in his arms: "I just said that I am tired today and it is inconvenient to entertain guests. Can you go back first!"
This person's thick-skinned problem cannot be changed.
Qi Wuji sat on the tea table, took off the pine cloud shoes on his feet, and tidied up the white Zen socks while smiling: "I'm not a guest, I'm my own."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Yan Yan with his big, clean and black eyes, his eyes pure and soft:
"Sister is resting after having no time, so I'll take care of my sister."
Staring at Qi Wuji's expression at the moment, Yan Yan took a deep breath.
If she hadn't known this guy's virtue, this expression plus this tone...
She almost did it!
I believe you!
Yan Yan pressed her eyebrows and said, "Since Young Master Qi has the habit of staying in other people's rooms, then I'll leave this room for you. I'll go somewhere else to rest."
After saying that, Yan Yan stepped forward and walked towards the door.
The next breath, she almost didn't see Qi Wuji moving, and his figure was already standing in front of the door.
With one hand on the door frame, Qi Wuji lowered his head and looked at Yan Yan's face: "Where is sister going to rest?"
Yan Yan raised her head and met Qi Wuji's dark eyes, with a blank expression: "I'm going to find people from the sect or caravans, who can't let me stay overnight in any room?"
Qi Wuji frowned: "You are the only woman in your caravan and sect. Which man's room are you going to stay overnight?"
Yan Yan was about to refute that Qi Wuji's broad shoulders had been pressed down, and his hands were suddenly supported on the wall beside Yan Yan, imprisoning her man between her chest and the wall.
Yan Yan was forced to lean her back against the wall. The distance too close made her feel a little disgusted and her expression was unhappy:
"Why are you smoking? Stay away from me!"
Qi Wuji stood still, squinting his eyes, and a dangerous aura appeared in his dark pupils.
"I came to see you at night, but you actually went to another man's room to rest in front of me. What do you think I would think? Do you want to enjoy the scene of tearing a living person in the daytime?"
Yan Yan's eyes were sharp and she was repelled: "Mystery!"
Qi Wuji bent his lips: "Don't believe it? Try it, whose room do you dare to go to? See if I will tear that man?"
Yan Yan turned his face to the side, avoiding Qi Wuji because he was too close to him, and the breath pounced on his face, and whispered impatiently: "Ci Wuji, do you know that you are so annoying. !”
After saying that, Yan Yan lowered her eyes and stopped talking. He should not enter the stranger with a capital letter on his face.
Qi Wuji looked at Yan Yan's delicate facial features with a steady look. His small chin was tightened with anger, but his lines became clearer and more moving.
Sighing softly, Qi Wuji put down his arm that was standing beside Yan Yan, with a clear tone: "You are very good to everyone, why can't you be gentle to me?"
"Do you know, it's really sad for me."
While speaking, Qi Wuji put his hand into his sleeve bag, took out a white sound wall, placed it gently on the table, and sighed: "Why did I come here tonight? You will naturally understand after listening to this. ”
After saying that, he turned his back to Yan Yan and stood quietly next to the tea table with his head down. His lonely back looked really hurt.
Yan Yan glanced at Qi Wuji's back with a cold look, walked to the table and picked up the sound wall and poured spiritual power into it. An extremely gloomy and low voice immediately came out.
It was Blo's voice.
"When the young master was with the Yan Sect Master of Baiwu Palace, he remembered that the Yan Sect Master was carrying a spiritual root and also a wooden spirit root?"
"Sister has always been a wooden spiritual root. Her wooden spiritual root is very pure. It is the purest cultivator I have ever seen."
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What Liuji stored in the sound wall was the conversations that Blou asked Qi Wuji about Yan Yan during the day.
However, the part about Qi Wuji's lying mentioned by Blo is cleverly deleted by the axe, leaving only some dialogues related to Yan Yan.