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Chapter 47 The Wordless Affection

There was a clear sound of "stab" and Yu Tianqing's face changed suddenly.

A flash of silver light fell off Yu Tianqing's shoulder, and when everyone couldn't see it clearly, Xu Wuhua had already blocked Yu Tianqing's body, and his tall figure immediately blocked everyone's sight.

The silver light flickered continuously, and the silk and golden thread clothes worn by Yu Tianqing's clothes were torn apart inch by inch.

Yu Tianqing was present in a daze.

With deep eyes, Xu Wuhua pulled her into his arms.At the same time, he untied his robe and put it on Yu Tianqing's body.

Everyone who watched the series of operations was dumbfounded.

"Don't panic!" A deep and magnetic voice sounded in Yu Tianqing's ears, and at such a tense moment, she seemed extremely at ease.

Yi Qingjue also came to his senses very quickly. He covered his lips with his hands, coughed lightly, and said to the crowd, "Tian Qing is also tired, let's leave today."

Everyone was also very knowledgeable and dispersed one after another.

Xu Wuhua hugged Yu Tianqing up.

Yu Tianqing was taken aback for a moment, then blushed, "Put me down quickly."

Xu Wuhua pouted slightly, "Are you sure you can walk by yourself?"

Yu Tianqing was immediately ashamed.

Seeing Yu Tianqing who was so obedient as a cat, Xu Wuhua burst out laughing, "Tianqing, you can just hide in my arms obediently."

Under the crowd, Xu Wuhua hugged Yu Tianqing who had shrunk into an ostrich, and strode away happily.Among the crowd, only Bai Xueyao had hatred in her eyes, and she almost gritted her silver teeth.

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Qing Ruo looked at the mess on the ground, with shock written all over her face, "This... is... the golden silk gown?"

Yu Tianqing had already changed into a long taupe-colored dress at this time, "Not bad."

I still remember that day when Wanbao Villa showed off the silk and golden thread clothes, which were astonishing, smooth and flowing, and full of silver, but at this moment, every single thread was torn apart by the energy.

Qing Ruo sighed, "If the young master hadn't asked for it back from Wanbao Mountain Villa in person, I would have thought that Lao Shizi's gold thread coat was fake."

Yu Tianqing glanced at the torn clothes in Qing Ruo's hands and said, "This time, if it wasn't for this golden-threaded gown, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to escape from the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Pillar."

Qing Ruo said with a smile, "No one would have thought that this silk and gold thread dress could resist the external force of true energy. Fortunately, the young master asked for this dress for the girl early in the morning, so as to keep the girl safe. The son's heart."

Hearing what she said, Yu Tianqing thought of that day when Xu Wuhua forced herself to wear it every day, she couldn't help but sighed, "Speaking of which, I really need to thank your son."

Qing Ruo blinked at Yu Tianqing, "Girl, do you think my son did it on purpose?"

Yu Tianqing wondered, "How to say?"

Qing Ruo said, "Do you think the young master has known for a long time that this golden silk robe has the ability to resist the power of true energy, so he desperately asked for it for you, and forced you to wear it every day. I'm afraid the young master has been wearing it for a long time. I'm just worried about your safety."

Yu Tianqing remained silent.As Qing Ruo said, everything Xu Wuhua did seemed to be for her, but why didn't he say so clearly.If he said it clearly... Yu Tianqing thought to herself, she might not accept it.

In this way, because Xu Wuhua knows himself very well, he deliberately made a big circle, and the ultimate goal is all for himself.

Yu Tianqing's originally quiet and clear heart suddenly became heavy.

The dark night hides the agitation of various evils and hides unspeakable secrets.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting a strange figure.

Inside the Wanbao Building, Wan Liangjun looked at the people who came late at night in front of him, with a shrewd smile on his face, "Wanbao Building is full of splendor today."

The person who came was dressed in a black robe and cloak, and in the dim light of the candle, his face could not be seen clearly.Her voice was crisp, but her voice was deep and deep, "Master Wan, your Thunder Sword seems to be nothing more than that."

Wan Liangjun hurriedly saluted and said, "The Jinglei Sword is indeed a divine sword, and Wanbaolou has always been sincere in its business. It's just... the silk and gold thread clothes are indeed a divine weapon."

"Tencel and Gold Thread Clothes?"

"That's right." Wan Liangjun said, "The golden silk robe is unparalleled. The world only sees its gorgeous appearance, but has never thought about its origin. It was originally obtained by the ancestors from the hands of the descendants of the gods. It is a natural talent and an earthly treasure." Weaving, how could it be just an ordinary piece of clothing, you know, it can resist the strong wind of true energy, and can also defend against the force of nature, so, the effect of the Jinglei sword against the silk and gold thread clothing is naturally not as good as imagined. "

"It turns out that she was able to escape from Jiuyuehong's Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Pillar safely because she was wearing the tencel and gold thread gown."

"Alas..." Wan Liangjun sighed with regret, "It's such a pity for this artifact. If Mr. Wushuang hadn't promised me to set up a branch in the miserable environment, I wouldn't have to bear the pain to give up this treasure."

"It's no wonder that he put in so much effort, it's all for her." The visitor's voice was resentful, as if there was infinite worry.

Wan Liangjun remained silent, just poured a cup of tea slowly, and said, "The starry night is hard work, the fairy might as well sit down and drink a cup of tea."

Under the cloak was a face of shameful flowers under the closed moon, and Bai Xueyao was wearing a long silver-white dress, which formed a stark contrast with the black night robe.

Even before the tea is drunk, the aroma is already overflowing.

Bai Xueyao couldn't help praising, "Good tea!"

Wan Liangjun chuckled, "I have kept this cup of Tianshan snow lotus for many years. Today I got a fairy to taste it. It is really worth the hard work of the tea farmers."

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Wan." Bai Xueyao took a sip, and the fragrance of ice and snow in the mountains washed away the sadness on her brows. She sighed softly, "The tea in the mountains stands proudly on the top of the peak, if there are no real tea lovers , how can you take the trouble to pick it up?"

"With the talent and appearance of a fairy, let alone a mere snow lotus, even the moon in the sky, people who are willing to go for you are flocking to them. Why should fairies suffer?" Wan Liangjun laughed, "Even my Wanbaolou , as long as the fairies look up to them, they promise everything."

Bai Xueyao's eyes brightened, "Shopkeeper Wan knows everything, knows what I want?"

Wan Liangjun wiped his mustache and said, "Regardless of appearance, talent, status, and reputation, fairies are all outstanding in the whole world of cultivation. The only flaw in the ointment should be feelings. .”

Bai Xueyao sighed lightly.

Wan Liangjun said again, "The fairy favors Mr. Wushuang Wuhua, no one knows, but Luohua deliberately flows ruthlessly..."

Bai Xueyao scratched her fingers tightly with her nails, and said, "He just doesn't understand for a while, but later he will know who is the one who really loves him."

Wan Liangjun sighed, "The reason why a man doesn't understand may not be because he really doesn't understand, but because he doesn't want to understand."

Bai Xueyao looked miserable, "Yes, who can wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep."

"Actually, why do fairies have to suffer? With the talents and appearance of fairies, you can choose from the best men in the world."

Bai Xueyao shook her head, "All the good men in the world are not as good as him. What's more, Hanyue in Xuezhong is pure and superior to the world. If it is not Wushuang, how can it be worthy of the word 'Xueyue'."

Wan Liangjun said, "The so-called 'Wu Shuang' is nothing more than a good thing in the heart. If this obsession is lost in the heart, where in the world is there no spring breeze?"

Bai Xueyao's eyes brightened immediately, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye, "One glance at ten thousand years, first sight is eternity, how can I let go?"

Wan Liangjun sighed deeply, "Since the fairy is so infatuated, then Wan can only do her best."

Bai Xueyao wiped her tears with her sleeves, "I don't know the shopkeeper Wan, what's the best way?"

As if prepared, Wan Liangjun took out a white porcelain bottle from a side box, "This is the water of life and love, colorless and tasteless. Just put a drop on it, and keep his six senses sticking to love, and six dusts stained with desire, when the time comes , ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death to agree with each other."

Bai Xueyao's face was fascinated immediately, but then her eyes turned cold, "If he has paid the wrong amount of affection and hired the wrong person, what should we do?"

"This..." Wan Liangjun prolonged the ending, Wan Liangjun glanced at Bai Xueyao with an ambiguous expression, "Isn't the fairy still asking this old man about the love between men and women?"

A blush suddenly appeared on Bai Xueyao's face.

Wan Liangjun continued, "A man and a woman, as long as they get along alone and accompany each other day and night, there is no one who is not in love. With the help of the water of love, coupled with the company every day and night, can't the fairy's thoughts come to fruition? ?”

Bai Xueyao's eyes gradually brightened.

Wan Liangjun smiled deeply, packed the small porcelain bottle in a wooden box, and presented it to Bai Xueyao with both hands, "I wish the fairy all wishes come true."

Bai Xueyao took the small porcelain bottle and held it tightly.

Wan Liangjun said in a deep voice again, "Fairy, what Wan asked for before..."

Bai Xueyao said in a low voice, "Fulfill Master Wan's wishes."

The tacit promise, the tight and tight transaction, branded the mark of corruption in the starlight in the middle of the night.

(End of this chapter)