Quickly travel to redeem the villain and get excited

"What happened?" Wen Xi asked.

Zhongming held back his anger and gritted his teeth and said, "She touched me."

Wen Xi waved her hand and untied the maid.

"You said."

"Your Majesty, my maid has done nothing. She just wants to dress and wash the distinguished guests. Please spare me!" Qingwu trembled.

She thought this distinguished guest was very gentle, and a person should not be judged by his appearance!

Wen Xi turned her gaze to Chongming and asked him.

Chongming snorted and turned around.

Wen Xi finally understood that Zhongming was very wary and didn't like others to touch him.

But the maid took it upon herself to serve, and Zhongming remembered what she had told her before not to hurt others at will, so she became so frustrated and angry.

"Go down." Wen Xi said calmly.

Qingwu quickly retreated as if he had been relieved.

Wen Xi Shiran sat on the chair.

He said calmly: "Put your clothes on first."

Chongming's mood eased a little.

He put on his clothes in a mess.

Wen Xi couldn't stand it anymore, so she stood up and helped him tidy up the collar and cuffs of Yuebai's stand-up collared robe.

"sit down."

Zhongming sat down in response. He was tall, with long arms and legs. Sitting on the small stool on the dressing table looked awkward.

Wen Xi touched the comb on the desk and helped him take care of his silver hair.

Shen Shu also learned what happened from the maid's mouth and came over to take a look.

Just when he reached the door, he paused.

A man was sitting upright, and his master slowly helped him comb his hair.

Seeing the scene in the room, Shen Shu's breathing was slightly disordered, and secret emotions surged out at this moment.

He clenched his fists, veins popped out on the back of his hands, but he turned his hands behind his back.

"Master!"

Shen Shu shouted loudly.

Wen Xi said "hmm" while still tying up Chongming's hair with old red gold satin.

"What's the matter?"

Shen Shu entered, squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, "I'll call Master and Junior Brother to have breakfast."

"My mother-in-law has made a lot of seasonal fresh food. Master, will you try it with me?"

"Okay." Wen Xi nodded, watching with satisfaction as she straightened out her chicken coop-like hair, which looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Shen Shu felt better and glanced at Chongming. "Smelly fish, just looking at it makes people feel bad."

........

There are more than ten kinds of exquisite snacks on the table, and Shen Shu personally helps Wen Xi prepare the dishes.

The original owner Wen Xi has long since abstained from food and has never been greedy for food and drink.

But Wen Xi herself is happy to try more. The delicacies of each small world are indeed different.

Chongming looked at the strange cakes and carefully tasted a few pieces. Suddenly his pupils dilated into circles and he kept stuffing them into his mouth one after another.

Seeing this, Shen Shu felt a little helpless, but still asked the maid to bring him some new ones one after another.

After breakfast, Shen Shu went to the palace to attend the morning court.

Wen Xi took Chongming to the martial arts training ground in the backyard.

Chongming is a hybrid of a shark and a human. Although he has not systematically entered Taoism to practice, he is naturally close to spiritual energy, and through the inheritance of the talent of the shark race, he can also use spiritual power in another way.

The spiritual energy in the mortal world is thin, but it is enough for him to refine it.

In addition, she also wants to teach swordsmanship.

Wen Xi casually picked up an iron sword and threw it to Chongming.

Chongming held the sword, not knowing why.

Wen Xi casually broke a branch.

Made a gesture of please.

Obviously Chongming felt that he had been slighted and frowned, feeling very unhappy.

"Come on, try it. Don't use your spiritual power, use all your past experience to attack me." Wen Xi said with her left hand behind her back.

Chongming held an iron sword, held a sword flower in his hand and asked, "Are you sure?"

Wen Xi nodded.

In an instant, I felt a surge of energy coming straight towards the door.

Chongming attacked with great momentum.

Wen Xi didn't use her spiritual power, but just changed her steps, dodged the attack elegantly, and tapped Chongming lightly on the back of the head with a branch.

"one."

The veins on Zhongming's forehead twitched, and he gritted his teeth and turned back to attack again.

Wen Xi leaned back halfway and dodged again, taking advantage of the situation to hit Zhong Ming on the waist.

"two."

Before Chongming could evacuate the branch, he suddenly grabbed the branch with his left hand and slashed at Wen Xi with the sword in his right hand.

In actual combat, it is a strategy of injuring the enemy 800 and damaging yourself a thousand.

Wen Xi flew up and kicked him on the wrist. The iron sword in Zhongming's hand flew up, and Wen Xi reached out and snatched his sword.

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Zhong Ming's throat.

"three."

"In just half a stick of incense, you have died three times."

Chongming looked stubborn and unwilling, and growled: "Come again."

Wen Xi smiled faintly and patted Chongming's cheek gently with the blade of the sword: "The gap between you and me is here, and this will be the result again."

Chongming slapped the sword away fiercely.

"When one day you can beat me, revenge will be nothing."

"Then how can I beat you?"

"Now we have to start from scratch."

Wen Xi put the hilt of the sword into Chongming's hand.

"First swing the sword a thousand times."

Chongming took the hilt of the sword and watched Wen Xi Shiran sit in a resting position on the edge of the martial arts training ground, get himself a cup of tea and drink it slowly.

He pursed his lips.

Start holding the sword in your hand and practice swinging it.

"The sword is crooked." Wen Xi's faint voice sounded from the sidelines.

A thin stream of spiritual energy flew out and struck the sword in Chongming's hand into the right position.

Chongming felt the difference seriously and sweated profusely.

"Not strong enough." Wen Xi took a sip of tea, a little lazily.

Zhongming was breathing heavily, but he still obediently increased his strength.

It’s fun to teach disciples, Wen Xi thought to herself.

........

It was dusk, and the orange-yellow sunlight was slowly moving on the wall.

A group of children were running back and forth in the alley.

Smoke curled up from the cooking pots, and the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs sounded one after another.

"Rattle! Rattle! Rattle..." The sound of a rattle sounded from deep in the alley.

"Candy man~fruit~"

The sound of the salesman's hawking sounds came from far away.

"Sweet cake~Flower rope~"

The children were so excited that they swarmed around the young salesman's load.

"I want the little monkey candy man!"

"I want white jade cake!"

"I want preserved apricots!"

Chirping, the salesman smiled.

"Don't worry, kids. Tell me what you want one by one. I'll give you a flower rope when you buy something today."

A little fat man rushed to the front wiping his nose.

"Give me the little monkey candy man!"

There was a sound of "pop!", and a copper plate with sweaty and greasy palms lined up on the salesman's box.

The salesman smiled.

After collecting the money, he took the little candy man from the wooden stand and delivered it to the little fat man.

Then he tied a piece of colorful flower rope around the little fat man's wrist.

"Huh? Brother salesman, how come your flower rope is still bright?"

The salesman smiled as he watched the flower rope light up slightly in red and green colors.

"Look at the flowers. Is the sun shining through?"

The little fat man said "Oh", sniffed, and bit off the little monkey candy man's head.

"Nanny, come back for dinner soon!"

A call came from the alley, and the little girl with braids pouted, realizing that she couldn't squeeze in.

I could only return home slowly and slowly, one step at a time.

After I ran out after eating, I found that there was no one else on the street.