The original misunderstood me! ! !

Even though it was late at night, the whole inn was brightly lit, making it very lively.

Almost all the guests were woken up by the proprietress' yelling, walked out of the guest rooms in twos and threes, and gathered in the front hall.

"Miss Boss, me? Did you hear me wrong?" Many people asked dumbfounded.

"That can't be wrong! They really reconciled!" The proprietress didn't care about the loss of her guest room, and she showed a gritted smile, "—it should be!"

Even though Wen Yue and Xie Zishu didn't go down to join in the fun, the extraordinary ear power after cultivation still made all kinds of sounds flow into Wen Yue's ears continuously.

"Really?" A rough voice said, "Aren't they in a good relationship? Why did they get back together?"

"I? Guess it must be that Wen Yue has fallen into an old problem. He used to love each other, and he was very flirtatious. It has been ten years since he married Qilian Mountain."

"Ten years?!"

"Yeah, maybe he got tired of it long ago, went out to steal fish, was caught by Yu Zheyuan and kicked out of Bizhufeng - this is not me? Nonsense? I? Just asked me through sound transmission? Friend , he said? Three days ago, many people saw Wenyue carrying a package, and Yujian left Bizhufeng. In the middle? It seemed that he regretted it, and went back and circled three times. But what's the use? Let him go!"

"He is already very lucky, and has occupied Yu Zheyuan for ten years! You know, this old pervert wanted to imprison Yu Zheyuan at the beginning, and Yu Zheyuan was absolutely forced to be with him if he wanted to be with him."

"That's not necessarily the case, this Yu Zheyuan? It's not a good thing, say? What is the most beautiful woman in the fairy world, really? She is committed to serving others with her color? Yu? Wen Yue, didn't he just want to find a backer? Now Wen Yue sees the difference and wants to change , just kick him away, maybe he will find the beneficiary early on, and find a reason to get rid of Wen Yue!"

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue listened to what they said more and more? The more outrageous it became. In a few words, he made up a series of scumbag and blood forced love stories. The corners of his lips twitched, and veins popped up on his forehead happily.

Seeing his expression, Xie Zishu suddenly said, "I think differently from others."

Wen Yue: "...Huh?"

"I? When I was in the human world, I always heard that the Demon Lord and the Xianjun couple have a deep love, and the piano and the harp are in harmony. It has long been passed down as a good story."

"This way? How could a couple of gods and immortals reconcile so easily? There may be something hidden in it."

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue didn't know? How should I answer the conversation? The proprietress who was going downstairs heard Xie Zishu's words and came back straight away.

"Hidden feelings? What kind of hidden feelings can there be?" The proprietress turned her waist and straightened her chest and said, "These words were said by Yu Zheyuan himself, and they are not just trying to catch wind and shadows!"

"I want to know, if he didn't admit it himself, how could the news spread so fast?"

"He told the world in a big way, that is to make it clear that he wants to draw a distance from Wenyue, and never get along with each other." The snake demon showed a gloating look, "Wenyue, Wenyue, you too? Have today!"

Xie Zishu: "..."

Originally, when Wen Yue listened to other people's stories, he still had the feeling of being out of the way, because what they were talking about was the original owner and Yu Zheyuan, and had nothing to do with him.

But the "reconciliation" happened between him and Yu Zheyuan.

Wen Yue later realized that Yu Zheyuan had announced to the world that he had cut off the last link between them with his own hands.

Also? Cut off his last trace of delusion.

fair enough……

Xie Zishu turned his head to observe Wen Yue, and found that Wen Yue didn't know why, suddenly? Quiet, even lonely.

This person seems to have a thousand faces——when he smiles he is bright, when he is cold, he is unapproachable, when he is reserved, he is cute, when he is lonely, his heart flutters inexplicably, and he wants to comfort him.

So Xie Zishu said: "It's so noisy? I can't sleep. Brother Dugu, isn't it like me? Go downstairs and have a glass of wine?"

Wen Yue glanced at him, didn't say anything, walked down the stairs with his sword in his arms.

The two ordered a pot of lotus white and filled it with a bone china cup.The crystal clear wine swayed in the bone-white cup, and Wen Yue lifted it up with one hand, and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing that he was drinking in a hurry, Xie Zishu turned his eyes slightly: "Brother Dugu encountered something unhappy?"

Wen Yue pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Okay, let me guess..." Xie Zishu said, "After the proprietress said that, brother Dugu became depressed, thinking that the reconciliation between Mozun and Xianjun touched the scar in brother Dugu's heart. "

"Maybe it's because you're frustrated in love and can't get what you want?"

Wen Yue nodded, then shook his head - he couldn't even ask for it.

Xie Zishu shook his wine glass: "Brother Dugu is an infatuated man."

Wen Yue: "Me? No."

He filled himself another glass of wine, this time putting it to his lips, and sipped it slowly.

The taste of lotus white is sweet and spicy, mixed with the fragrance of lotus and the mellow aroma of the wine, the mouth is sweet, and the lips and teeth are full of heat.

After drinking a few cups like this, Wen Yue was overwhelmed by alcohol, his cheeks gradually turned red, his eyes seemed to be filled with water, they were no longer sharp, and he looked a little pitiful.

Xie Zishu: "I didn't expect Brother Dugu to drink poorly."

Wen Yue curled his lips into a wry smile, thinking to himself, he is not good at anything.

However, it is impossible to say this kind of words, it can only be like drinking a mouthful of heart-burning strong wine, which is contained in the throat and slowly digested.

The surrounding tables were full of demons and ghosts, all of them were talking about his reconciliation with Yu Zheyuan.

"What you just said is all speculation! Do you understand speculation?! If Yu Zheyuan doesn't find a new backer, wouldn't he be alone?"

"Yeah," a blue-faced and long-toothed Rakshasa showed a wretched smile, "I heard? Will it be ridden by thousands of people?"

"Ahahahaha! Then I? Don't I? Have a chance!"

"Add me? One, add me? One!"

In Wen Yue's already not sober mind, a blood vessel suddenly exploded!

Hearing a sound of "噗", the bone sword came out of its sheath, and the blade swept across the monsters who were talking nonsense around them, sweeping away the tables, chairs and benches.

The Rakshasa happened to be swept across the face by the sword wind, and a cut was cut on the face, black blood flowed out.

He became furious and yelled, "What are you? You dare to sneak up on me!"

"Let's talk about us, do your shit? Don't you also like Yu Zheyuan, that scumbag! Calling him a fairy is flattering, who doesn't know? He is a forbidden, trash! And even if it's like this, you're a waste, you can't even look down on you! You're only worthy of being ridden by the master—oh!"

He was suddenly speechless, because the bone sword had sparks of lightning, and it struck his face.

Rakshasa's cheeks were swollen, and half of his face was scorched black, giving off a burnt smell.

With a "bang", he fell straight down.

The surrounding ghosts screamed in unison: "Kill the ghosts! Kill the ghosts!!!"

The whole lobby was in chaos immediately, many monsters turned red and besieged Wenyue.

"Kill him! He is not from the Demon Realm!"

"It's a monk from the fairy world!"

"Another idiot who likes Yu Zheyuan!!!"

Wen Yue stabbed with his sword expressionlessly, and the entire inn was filled with lightning and snow.

"Stop!!" The proprietress screamed, "I? Just saved your life, but you want to destroy my inn?!"

Xie Zishu, who has been silent all this time, is like a fish? Dodging the flying swords, he came to the proprietress, took out a bead from his sleeve and stuffed it into her hand: "Is this enough compensation?"

The proprietress of the snake demon lowered her head and saw that the beads in her hands were the size of goose eggs? They were like clouds and shadows, emitting dazzling and changing brilliance.

——Eastern Sea Cloud Shadow Pearl? !

It is said that the cloud shadow pearl produced in the East China Sea is produced every 3000 years. It is not only a holy medicine for healing, but also eternal youth. It is priceless and priceless.

Mozun Wenyue once took one for Yu Zheyuan, went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and lost almost half of his life.

But Xie Zishu took out one casually, it was twice as big as the one Mo Zun found, and gave it away casually, coaxing the proprietress to open her eyes and smile, and her face flushed with excitement.

"Okay, okay, you guys fight, fight to your heart's content!"

This bead is enough for her to build ten more Huangquan inns!

Wen Yue didn't know anything about what happened to Xie Zishu, he just felt the blood rushing straight to his forehead, irritating his eyes so red that they were about to explode!

How dare you do that? Say? He...

Wen Yue himself didn't realize that killing intent burst out in his eyes, and he could hardly control himself!

The speed at which he swung the sword became faster and harder, and the electric arcs and sword lights criss-crossed, making his moves fatal.In the end, it was like a bone sword leading him to kill, making his face full of resentment, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of black mist!

"Wake up!"

Xie Zishu saw that something was wrong, he flashed to Wen Yue's side like a ghost, and a folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand!

The handle of the folding fan met the blade of the bone sword, making a piercing sound.As the fan handle slid across the blade from the beginning to the end, the resentment hidden in the bone sword seemed to be sealed, and it died down again, returning to the body of the bone sword.

Wen Yue stared blankly at the bone sword, it had calmed down again and turned back to ivory white.

And the uncontrollable killing intent in my heart, like a piece of ice dropped in boiling water, stopped clamoring.

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue looked at Xie Zishu, with dark eyebrows and eyes? A little gloomy: 【...Thank you. 】

He helped him again.

【You are Welcome. 】Seeing this, Xie Zishu just smiled, and said via voice transmission, 【Little? Be careful of the sword in your hand...】

What do you mean?

Is it to tell him to take care of the resentment on the Black Mountain Bone Sword?

But obviously he can fly with the sword, even with the sword all the way? He didn't get backlashed, so why did something go wrong at this time?

Before Wen Yue could think clearly, a strange laugh suddenly came from behind him.

That Rakshasa wasn't dead at all, he just collapsed on the ground, staring at the big copper bell eyes, showing a weird smile.

"Hey hey hey, what's the use of showing off your prestige here? Your dream lover is dying!"

"He killed Xi Wuming, and Yin Changli sent two protectors and two palace masters to besiege Qilian Mountain with everyone from the Heaven Sect!"

"How long do you think he can last without the backing of Wen Yue?!"

Wen Yue suddenly turned around.