Juan Wang and his wife are also acting affectionately today

Chapter 3 Man of Destiny.

Hui Niang turned around, the candlelight reflected on her chubby face, making her round and beautiful, "If you need anything, just call me anytime."

Xiang Zhihan looked at the only bed in the house and asked, "Huiniang, is there any spare room available?"

Hui Niang: "Not anymore, but what are you asking about the empty room? Aren't you husband and wife?"

Jiang Buwan looked at Xiang Zhihan with aggrieved eyes, "But I offended my husband, so he doesn't want to live with me?"

Seeing this, Hui Niang hurriedly withdrew.

Jiang soon saw that there was no one else, and became even more unscrupulous.

She leaned forward to hold Xiang Zhihan's hand, "Husband?"

Xiang Zhihan blushed and waved his hands again and again, "Wanwan didn't offend me."

Jiang Buwan didn't care about this, her eyes turned red instantly, as if she was really a wife who was hated by her husband and her heart was broken, "Husband, why do you hate me so much? You don't even want me to touch your hands?"

Jiang Buwan lowered her head and wiped away her tears with the corner of her sleeve. She sobbed and said intermittently, "I have lost my memory now, and there is only my husband by my side, but I don't know if my husband hates me so much. I annoyed my husband before amnesia, if my husband has no intention of me, I will definitely not continue to pester me."

He was a little at a loss, "Wanwan, it's not like this."

"You... don't think too much about it."

Jiang Buwan raised his head, looked at him resentfully and said, "I don't know anything now, and my husband has alienated me so far, how can I not think too much?"

She wanted Xiang Zhihan to say more, but the more he talked, the more he would reveal.

Looking at Shang Jiang Buwan's tearful eyes, Xiang Zhihan sighed, took him into his arms, patted Jiang Buwan's back with the other hand, and said softly, "How could I alienate you?"

"Then aren't you and I husband and wife?" Jiang Buwan asked, "Why is my husband so alienated from me?"

Xiang Zhihan took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, with gentle brows and peach blossom eyes looking at her affectionately, as if she was the most important person in the world.

He explained softly, "Wanwan, although you are my wife in my heart, you and I have not formally married. Along the way, the reason why we use husband and wife to explain the relationship between you and me is also for travel. convenient."

"Wanwan, I want to wait a little longer." Xiang Zhihan said, "I'll follow you home after I become famous with my medical skills, and we'll do these things after we salute in a fair manner, okay? ?”

Jiang Buwan met Shang's affectionate eyes, and couldn't help but applaud him in her heart. The story was so well written that she almost believed it.

The two looked at each other, seemingly looking at each other affectionately, but in fact there was an undercurrent. She smiled shyly and said shyly, "That's how it is. I misunderstood my husband."

Xiang Zhihan wiped off the tears on her face, with a doting look on her face, "You should feel at ease now, Wanwan, don't say such hurtful words in the future."

Jiang Buwan leaned into Xiang Zhihan's arms, nodded embarrassedly, and said in a low voice, "I see, I will never say such things again."

Seeing this, Xiang Zhihan rubbed the top of her hair in a familiar manner, but this method was not like stroking a person, but rather like stroking a cat, "Wanwan, you sit here, and I'll fetch water."

After Xiang Zhihan finished speaking, he turned and went out. After he closed the door, Jiang Buwan took out something from his arms. It was very small, only the size of a palm, with a blooming ink lotus carved on one end, and a straight flower branch under the lotus , like a hairpin that can be worn on the head, but the body of the hairpin is a little thicker.

All her instruments are sealed in the mustard space, and this is the only thing left.

Xu Shitiandao saw that it was unremarkable and was born like a hairpin, so it was missed.

Su Bai held the hairpin with her hands, twisted it a few times, she gently removed the hairpin, and a sharp silver needle was exposed in the air.

Jiang Buwan raised his hand and flicked it with his fingertips, the silver needle swayed slightly, leaving afterimages, it is very thin, it is very difficult to kill with it.

This thing is called Momeng, and its lethality is not strong, but there is one thing that is very useful to her now. The creatures pierced by it will quickly fall into a coma. If there is aura, she can also control the dream of the opponent at will.

Jiang Buwan originally planned that if Xiang Zhihan was a womanizer, she used this object to stab Xiang Zhihan silently.

Jiang Buwan twirled the silver needle in his hand, put the jet-black hairpin back on, and inserted it in his hair casually.

She looked at the dark night sky outside the small window, what exactly did he want from her?

With a "squeak", Xiang Zhihan pushed the door open and entered, holding a pot of hot water and a basin in his hands, "Wanwan, it's not convenient to take a shower here. You can use the hot water to wash briefly for now."

Xiang Zhihan put the tub in front of Jiang Buwan, "You wash it first, and I'll come in when you're better."

Jiang Buwan raised his hand and grabbed Xiang Zhihan's robe, "It's just washing your feet, why are you running?"

Showing your feet is very common in the fairy world. There are many fairy gods who walk barefoot all year round.

Xiang Zhihan lowered his eyes, and the fingers holding the hem of his clothes were weak and boneless.

His eyes flickered, and he sat beside Jiang Buwan according to his words.

That night, Jiang Buwan closed his clothes and slept on the bed, while Xiang Zhihan moved a few chairs and put them together, planning to spend the night on the chairs.

This was Jiang Buwan's first night after going down to the realm. Although she was extremely sleepy, the person sharing the room with her was a person of unknown origin. It was impossible for her to sleep with complete peace of mind.

With her eyes closed, she silently recited the awakening mantra in her heart. Although she had no spiritual energy, even if this mantra was recited by a mortal without spiritual energy, it would still have the effect of awakening the mind.

"Boom—boom! Boom! Boom! It's four o'clock!"

After the sound of the gong, the world fell into silence again, and everyone fell asleep.

A small voice suddenly came from Jiang Buwan's ear, the voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but at least she was also a figure who was about to become a god, with sharp facial features, she could clearly feel someone standing beside her bed.

Jiang Buwan's face remained calm, and the hand under the quilt tightly held Mo Meng.

No matter how well he pretends during the day, his fox tail is still exposed at night.

Neither of them moved, as if they were waiting for the other to make the first move.

Xiang Zhihan lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Jiang Buwan's sleeping face.

At this moment, there is no warmth in his eyes during the day, but silence.

He is an elder of the Qingyun Sect who has been in seclusion for many years. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people in the world of cultivating immortals, and he is the most likely monk in the world of cultivating immortals today. Their Qingyun Sect has a secret treasure left by the previous generation. Sky measuring machine.

He got the information from the secret treasure, saying that today the object of his destiny will appear in Qingzhou, and the location and address are extremely detailed.

"By breaking through this fate, the road can be accomplished."

This is the last sentence Mibao left him.

(End of this chapter)