Girl, let me check it out.

It was not until now that Fang Weihan dared to ask Yun Shu a few questions.

She has been silent for such a long time, she must have thought through the interests involved.

Fang Weihan thought with some luck.

Making me socially dead is obviously not a good outcome, right?

"Yun Shu?"

Fang Weihan asked tentatively.

"what's wrong?"

Yun Shu's voice appeared at the right time, and her pretty figure appeared beside Fang Weihan.

The girl, with her hands behind her back, jumped and hopped on Fang Weihan's shadow beside the setting sun. Her cute baby face made her look like a beautiful elf transformed by the sunset.

Miss Sage looked at Fang Weihan with a half-smile, her eyes full of teasing.

So she definitely saw it, right?

She must have seen it, right?

Looking at Yun Shu's expression, Fang Weihan instantly knew that something was wrong.

"nothing."

At this point, Fang Weihan felt that there was no need to test it any further.

It would be better for me to use my effective method of pretending to be dead.

Yun Shu smiled even more happily, and narrowed his eyes like a little fox who had stolen a chicken.

"How can there be nothing? Think about it carefully and see if you have forgotten something?"

"I forgot."

Fang Weihan remained calm and tried his best to suppress the embarrassment that was almost boiling in his heart.

He clearly didn't do anything just now.

What happened in between? Why can't he remember anything?

"Humph."

Yun Shu snorted softly.

"The numerous films in your mind are not in vain. I think your skills have reached perfection."

"If there really is a Hehuan Sect in this world, you must be an expert in it."

Regardless of the sarcasm in Yun Shu's words, Fang Weihan became curious about another key term.

Acacia sect?

"Is there really a Hehuan Sect technique in this world?"

Fang Weihan said with a hint of anticipation.

"Do you know?"

The girl floated up and tapped his forehead, somewhat angrily.

“There is no such thing!”

Yun Shu's cheeks flushed a faint pink and she glared at him in shame and anger.

"Whether cultivating pure energy or turbid energy, it is against the will of heaven. You want to seize the spiritual power of heaven and earth from the hands of heaven. Reproduction is an act in accordance with heaven. How can you improve your cultivation through reproduction? Just think about it!"

"And even if there was, I certainly wouldn't."

Yun Shu solemnly cleared his name.

"That's right. You are a book. How do you know about this?"

Fang Weihan slapped his head as if he suddenly realized something.

Yun Shu quietly took out a big hammer and hit Fang Weihan's head hard.

No matter what, it’s always a good idea to hit it with a hammer first!

"This hammer is to knock the yellow crap out of your brain!"

She said viciously.

No matter what, at least Yun Shu didn't mention her previous actions again, so she should be thankful.

In other words, Yun Shu is a girl at heart, and might be a little embarrassed. If she were a mature older sister, would she still rate her own skills without changing her expression?

Fang Weihan couldn't imagine that scene at all.

Just thinking about it in my mind makes me feel awkward.

"Speaking of which, I have a small problem."

Yun Shu put away the hammer and did not continue to make things difficult for Fang Weihan.

Although she didn't mind letting Fang Weihan feel embarrassed and ashamed, it would seem a bit improper to talk about this matter openly.

"What?"

Fang Weihan asked back cautiously,

He was afraid that Yun Shu would ask a question like "Should I knead the dough clockwise or counterclockwise?"

Damn it, if she really asks, I will explode with her.

Everyone was embarrassed.

Fang Weihan's expression was slightly ferocious.

"When you captured Jing Tian, ​​you were with Wen Zhexue, right? The people from Xuanzhong Guard also saw that the relationship between you two was obviously unusual, right?"

What made Fang Weihan feel relieved was that Yun Shu was not talking about this matter.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"With Xiao Jin's jealousy, are you sure she can resist asking you?"

Yun Shu poked him in the waist.

"Wen Zhexue is so beautiful, isn't this girl afraid that she will suddenly have a sister?"

The girl muttered quietly.

Fang Weihan: "?"

What kind of nonsense is Yun Shu talking about? !

He subconsciously wanted to retort angrily.

But Fang Weihan changed his mind.

Yeah, this is indeed a bit problematic, right?

Based on his understanding of Xiao Jin, shouldn't she have not asked about this matter?

When he was a child, whenever there was any disturbance between him and Xie Lingwan, the girl would pout like a little hamster when facing him.

Lately, Xiao Jin no longer shows jealousy on her face, but instead finds other ways to express her resentment towards Fang Weihan.

Like the classic tea quotes, Fang Weihan didn't even know where she learned them from.

Maybe this is a natural skill for women?

Fang Weihan fell into deep thought.

While the two were talking, Fang Weihan had already arrived at Wen Zhexue's courtyard gate.

What is Wen Zhexue doing today?

Fang Weihan couldn't help but look up.

There was not much decoration in the plain little courtyard, except for a few green plants in the corners and a set of stone tables and chairs in the middle. It looked like a place where the girl liked to stay.

The Mingxiao sword, wrapped in its scabbard, lay quietly on the table. The bright yellow tassel hung from the corner of the table, shining like liquid light in the hazy sky.

The blue frost is restrained, and the divine light is hidden. With light as the sheath and jade as the blade, it is truly a holy, elegant and extraordinary meaning.

Judging from the appearance alone, Fang Weihan felt that the Mingxiao Sword, which was known as the world's number one magic weapon, must be the most beautiful long sword he had ever seen.

Qi Cang's sword was extremely sharp, and the single-edged long sword, struck without regret, exuded a solemn killing intent that made people dare not look directly at it.

The Zhu Ye Sword was as deep and solid as an abyss, and the sword body was obscured by a thick layer of fog, just like the mist on the river in the underworld, full of ominous meaning.

The Mingxiao Sword is very good-looking, and there is almost no flaw to be found, which is very appropriate for its position as the number one magic weapon in the world.

But if we talk about the sword that Fang Weihan uses most conveniently, it must be the Lumen in his hand.

This sword has accompanied me through countless battles since my second uncle gave it to me ten years ago.

It can be said that if it weren't for the excellent quality of the Luminaire that withstood the increasingly fierce attacks, Fang Weihan would have died long ago. Only when Fang Weihan held the Luminaire Sword could he really use the long sword in his hand as if it were his own arm.

Yun Shu said that this sword was not ranked among the world's famous swords, but Fang Weihan didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, what suits you is the best.

Wen Zhexue sat at the stone table, looking at a thick book on the table seriously.

There were two cups of tea on the table, one cup had been mostly drunk, and the other was just half full.

Yu Mo stood aside with her wings drooping, looking listless, and her feathers seemed to have lost their luster.

When it saw Fang Weihan coming, its eyes lit up.

Feng Feng's dim sum takeaway is here!

"Ow!"

The phoenix couldn't wait to fly onto Fang Weihan's shoulder and rubbed his head.

Yu Mo was stunned after rubbing it.

Then rubbed it again.

Rubbed it again.

Fang Weihan: "?"

He looked at the bird rubbing against his neck with a puzzled look on his face.

what's the situation?

He took out a bag of snacks that he had prepared long ago and handed it to the fat bird's mouth.

Yumo rubbed his head one last time reluctantly, then flew away with the snack in its mouth.

Fang Weihan was confused by the fat bird's actions.

"Senior Sister? What's going on? Why does Phoenix Divine Lord keep rubbing against me?"

He sat down opposite Wen Zhexue, picked up the cup of tea that was obviously prepared for him and drank it all.

The temperature was just right, and the refreshing fragrance calmed Fang Weihan's restless mood in an instant.

Wen Zhexue has this ability. Anyone who is around her will be ashamed of themselves and act cautiously.

The girl closed her eyes slightly, feeling the psychological fluctuations coming from Phoenix.

"Yumo said that you have a very nice smell on you, and it couldn't help but want to rub against you more."

Wen Zhexue answered softly.

Fang Weihan: "?"

What could I smell like?

Fang Weihan was even more confused.

Never mind, I'll just rub against it. When it rubs against me, I'm also rubbing against it. And the feathers of this bird are also quite comfortable to rub against.

"Sister, what are we going to learn tonight?"

Fang Weihan asked.

Wen Zhexue closed the book in front of her, and the thick pages made a dull clattering sound.

She stood up, and the Mingxiao Sword followed her movements.