After crossing over, I was favored by the villain

Feng Hanyun was standing aside and almost spit out the wine she had just taken a sip of. She quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe it off.

"You said...what did you say?" Feng Hanyun looked at Fang Tian in disbelief.

Fang Tian turned around and said, "I think Fellow Daoist Jin is very capable, and she doesn't mind my looks. I want to make friends with her, and friends naturally have to be together." Fang Tian became shy as he spoke, and said in a muffled voice, "I will go back tomorrow and tell the owner of the blacksmith shop about this. After this matter is settled, I have nowhere to go, so I'm thinking about whether I can go back to Zitan Pavilion with you guys."

Feng Hanyun glanced at Jin Yan and she also showed a surprised expression. It was obvious that this was the first time she heard of this.

Even Wan Ling, who was standing by, was at a loss as she stared with her eyes wide open. She was not shocked by Fang Tian's words that he would go back to Zitan Pavilion with them, but by the fact that this seemingly fierce big guy would actually do such a coy action. Although the scene was a little...

Feng Hanyun was silent for a moment, waiting for Jin Yan's thoughts.

Jin Yan, however, maintained a shocked expression, staring at Fang Tian with his mouth wide open.

Feng Hanyun coughed twice upon seeing this, "Yan'er, Fellow Daoist Fang came here just for you, what do you think about this?"

Jin Yan then retracted her chin and moved her chin. "This matter..."

[What can I think? This guy wants to guard the mountain gate. Even if he is not allowed to come, he will build one outside. He is really very stubborn, otherwise he would not have chased Taoist Master Baimei for several months.]

Jin Yan thought about it, [Eh? With Fang Tian guarding the mountain gate, it will provide an additional guarantee for Zitan Pavilion. Besides, he is simple-minded and just lacks friends. We are all lonely people, so it is not difficult for us to rely on each other.]

Feng Hanyun also agreed with what Jin Yan was thinking, but since Jin Yan still had to ask him about this matter, it would be better for him to agree directly and give Fang Tian some face.

"There is nothing else in the Rosewood Pavilion, but there is a clean empty room. Since Fellow Daoist Fang wants to visit the Rosewood Pavilion, the door of the Rosewood Pavilion is always open to you."

This shocked Jin Yan. [It seems that many things have changed. From the beginning, I thought the goddess was used to being alone and didn't want to travel with others, but now she is looking for wise men. Did my appearance change the direction of the plot?]

Feng Hanyun wanted to know very much what this "plot" referred to, but he could never find a chance to ask.

The two of them fell silent as they had different thoughts. Fang Tian, ​​however, excitedly ordered another jar of wine, "Waiter, another jar of wine. I'm happy today!"

Wan Ling reminded him, "Although this wine is good, don't drink too much."

Fang Tian pursed his lips and raised a finger, "Just drink another jar."

They chatted for a while and talked about having another drink, but they drank up all the store's wine. Even Jin Yan, who didn't dare to join in later, started drinking.

As she said, she really transformed.

Sometimes he laughed loudly and talked nonsense, saying words that the three people could not understand. Sometimes he started crying, saying that he had such a big house, his own career, and was very rich, but he was still alone. Sometimes he went crazy and sang pop music, making a lot of noise.

After the madness, she started to act emo, holding a wine jar as a microphone, singing sad songs while crying and complaining that she is still a solo artist.

After that day, everyone unanimously decided not to let Jin Yan drink alcohol again.

The superior guest room was indeed spacious. After helping the drunk Jin Yan upstairs and putting her on the bed, she obediently hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

Feng Hanyun sighed softly. There was still one bed left in the guest room. She said to Wan Ling, "I don't need to sleep. You can rest now."

Wan Ling wanted to say something, but Feng Hanyun raised his chin towards the empty bed.

Wan Ling had no choice but to go over and rest. Feng Hanyun just sat on the chair and began to meditate.

After a moment of meditation, Jin Yan began to talk in his sleep, "Get out of here, scumbag, don't touch my goddess!"

Feng Hanyun looked at Wan Ling opposite him. Jin Yan's loud talking in his sleep had no effect on Wan Ling. Wan Ling had a standard sleeping position and blocked out all sounds after falling asleep. Feng Hanyun even tested it by opening the windows for ventilation. The sound of thunder and rain outside did not affect Wan Ling at all. Even the heavy thunder did not make her turn over.

Feng Hanyun couldn't help but sigh, as expected, those who could enter the Rosewood Pavilion were all talented people.

"No, don't kill him, you can't kill, you can't..." Jin Yan's words stunned Feng Hanyun. She looked at Jin Yan who had a strange sleeping posture. She really wanted to know what Jin Yan dreamed about. She thought about it. Although she had the magic to enter dreams, she didn't dare to try it easily. Once there was any disturbance, both she and Jin Yan would be in danger.

After thinking about it, Feng Hanyun decided to give up. He covered her with the quilt and prepared to continue meditating.

When she was about to leave, her hand was held tightly by Jin Yan, "Mom, don't go, Jin Yan will be very good, please don't go, okay?"

Feng Hanyun was stunned for a moment, and seeing that Jin Yan refused to let go, her hands and feet were cold, and her body was curled up into a ball. Perhaps it was a problem with the window, so Feng Hanyun used her spiritual energy to close the window.

When she looked at Jin Yan again, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and her expression was extremely painful. Maybe she had a bad dream. Feng Hanyun sighed softly and passed a ray of spiritual energy over her head. Only then did she calm down and return to her sleeping beauty-like face.

Feng Hanyun then withdrew his hand, returned to his chair and entered into meditation.

The next day, at about Mao time, Wan Ling gradually woke up. She got up and looked around, and saw Feng Hanyun sitting in a chair in meditation, with spiritual energy flowing around his body, a black and red aura. She didn't expect that Feng Hanyun was actually a demon cultivator.

No wonder no one has heard of Zitan Pavilion. It turns out it’s because she is a demon cultivator.

She glanced at Jin Yan lying on the bed next to her. His sleeping posture was quite strange. After thinking about it, Wan Ling decided to sneak out.

After the door was closed, Feng Hanyun opened his eyes. A stream of spiritual energy shot out and followed Wan Ling, sensing everything that Wan Ling sensed.

Wan Ling asked the store owner about the location of the kitchen and said politely, "Excuse me, can I borrow your kitchen? I can pay for the ingredients."

"Ah, waiter, take this guest to the kitchen." The shopkeeper called.

The waiter came over and said, "Sir, please follow me."

Wan Ling was dignified and virtuous. She followed the waiter's steps and walked towards the kitchen in small steps. "You can use it here. Please choose the ingredients we have for the time being. Don't go in."

Wan Ling bowed and said, "I understand. Please excuse me, waiter."

Seeing the waiter leave, Wan Ling began to look for ingredients. Soon, she made a set of breakfast. Until she returned to the room, Feng Hanyun did not see her do anything with the ingredients, so he retracted his spiritual energy.

When she walked back to the room, she put the prepared breakfast on the table and then went to wake up Jin Yan.

"Sister, get up and have breakfast, Sister?"

Jin Yan opened her eyes dazedly. She subconsciously wrapped herself in the quilt. Only after seeing Wan Ling clearly did she relax. She touched her head. Thinking of last night, she was too ashamed to raise her head. "Okay, you...eat first..."