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When Xie Changhuan came back from a stroll, it was already completely dark.

For some reason, when she opened the door and saw Wen Fuzhu, who was curling his brows indifferently under the candle, the little bit of boredom in his heart disappeared immediately.

Old Wen seems to have always been such an indifferent person, so indifferent that although everything is too serious, he is merciless.

So Xie Changhuan has been worried, worried... Wen Fuzhu just happened to meet such a fun self during the years when he was free to rest. After that, where should he go back, and where should he go back.

After all, this person is a person who "has no weakness in all four elements".

Wen Fuzhu always said that he was afraid that he was a fish, and after he flicked his tail into the sea, he could survive with thousands of water droplets, but do you know that you are the only one I want to be with each other?

"Didn't I tell you not to go far away? Why did you come back so late?" Wen Fuzhu put down the scroll and filled a cup of tea for him.

If he hadn't gone far, then the expert Xie Changhuan would have noticed the first moment Jiang Mo left the room, and then he would have come back. How could he have wandered outside for so long before returning.

Xie Changhuan originally wanted to tell him what he was doing, but when he sat down and stretched his arms, he waited honestly for Wen Fuzhu to fill up the cup of tea before he was stunned. Looking at the clean table, he was surprised, "Could it be that all the bugs are there?" Tell him to eat it?"

"How could it be?" Wen Fuzhu wanted to laugh a little, how could he try Jiang Mo with something that they didn't dare to eat casually, and felt that it was strange that Xie Changhuan could come up with such an idea, but he didn't just let it go Entanglement, "What about you? Where did you go?"

Xie Changhuan rubbed his chin, scratched his ears and stared at Wen Fuzhu for a while, then took out a crumpled piece of paper from his bosom as if offering a treasure.

Wen Fuzhu was stunned for a moment, and when he glanced at the terrain outlined with something, he understood, "Have you found the place where the gunpowder is hidden?"

"I don't know if it's gunpowder, but I marked all the places where there are fireworks on the surface. I touched the terrain here."

Why is this person still insisting that this place is rich in fireworks and not a gunpowder stash?

Wen Fuzhu was too lazy to entangle him with this statement for a while, after receiving it, he quickly read it a few times, and then prepared to go out to find Jiang Mo.

"who is he."

Xie Changhuan carefully folded the paper for Wen Fuzhu, pushed it to him, and asked.

"He's a friend of mine." Wen Fuzhu paused, and then said, "I'm just that friend."

Su Yan is a student and Master is a teacher, so they are not called "friends". As for Gu Sheng...Wen Fuzhu has no intention of accepting him into his circle at all.

"You have friends too."

"Surprised to see I have friends?"

"Surprised to see your friend trying to find out if it's gunpowder or fireworks or something else. What the heck does he have so much control over?"

"Chang Huan, do you believe me?"

"...How could I not believe you." Xie Changhuan simply leaned back on the table. God knows how tired he is to invite this merit. He won't be discovered, and he didn't eat much at night, so he just wants to come back quickly and find a place to sleep and rest, but Wen Fuzhu... well, he shouldn't have asked just now.

One is the proud son of heaven, and the other is as filthy as grass, what can be compared?

"Believe me, just bear with me for a few days, and I will talk to you about my past and this friend's affairs in the future."

This is a few days, probably dozens of days—anyway, they are about to reach their destination, enter that place, take away the things and hand them over to the employer, and their mission is over.Then, Wen Fuzhu's mission is about to begin, whether it is strong or otherwise, in short, just like Jiang Mo said, tie this person back first, it is really impossible...Let Gu Sheng poison him and lose his memory.

Either way is fine.

Especially when this happened today, Wen Fuzhu felt a little helpless from the bottom of his heart - at that time, his first reaction was to reject Xie Changhuan, but wished that Jiang Mo would be by his side.To have this idea, it is because Jiang Mo has the same starting point as himself - they are all planning to work for Kai Sheng to become Su Yan.If you think about it this way, it would be fine for Xie Changhuan to accept his position when the time comes, but if he can't accept it, he will directly poison him, lose his memory, and then train him again.

——Xie Changhuan, we are really the same, you are a scumbag, and I am no better than you when it comes to what I pursue.

——Even if I feel guilty at that time, I will never let you die, or... let you leave me.

Wen Fuzhu smiled again, slowly leaned down and approached him, reached out and gently stroked his cheek, "You have worked hard."

The tone was too warm, the eyes were full of hospitality, swirling quietly like water, choking all his senses in an instant.Xie Changhuan blinked, then grinned, and then involuntarily straightened up and kissed the corner of his lips.

Wen Fuzhu only moved his head slightly, "I'll go deliver the things first."

Just as Xie Changhuan was about to wrap his arms around his waist, he slowly and feebly hung back to his side from the air. He tried his best to stare at the window calmly without turning his head, and there was a hint of playfulness in his voice, "Old Wen, you are not afraid Is it fake?"

A chill suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

The blood all over his body also seemed to freeze at this moment by the door.

"Old Wen..." Xie Changhuan slumped back on the table again, "Let's turn off the light and go to sleep tonight, and let your friend do a night of useless work—whether he wants to find out what is going on here tonight? Tomorrow he With his own thinking, I will take what I have detected and check with him to see if there is anything missing.”

The more he spoke, the more bitter he became, Xie Changhuan swallowed a mouthful of resentment, and then said again, "After all, I can't bear the responsibility of accidentally killing him. The picture is true, but I don't dare to keep it all. real."

That's right, how could I be so careless, if I really hurt Jiang Mo...

It was the first time Wen Fuzhu found himself so dazed.

Why did you plan to go to Jiang Mo without even thinking about it just now? Is it because you want to take Xie Changhuan out of here quickly? Is it because you don't want him to know who you are at all?still……

"Is he important to you?"

Xie Changhuan didn't know why, the more tired he was, the more he talked, and his voice became hoarse every sentence, "If I make an unlucky example, you took my picture to him tonight, and he believed the picture. Afterwards, he accidentally died because of it. Will you kill me to take revenge?"

"What are you thinking?"

Wen Fuzhu was a little annoyed when he first heard this analogy. First, he was angry that Xie Chang Huan was looking for trouble, and second, he was angry at the situation——If Jiang Mo and himself were scattered in different places, then he would be dead if the two sides died. Where Fu Zhu is, Jiang Mo is also there, so the two of them will be invincible.

This is a belief that has been held for many years.

It's not because they have been invincible for a long time - but this belief in winning battle after battle has made the two of them more and more determined to get along with each other.

No, there will never be a day - where Jiang Mo is there, Wen Fuzhu will not die; in the same way, where Wen Fuzhu is there, the time, place, people and everything can be used , how could Jiang Mo not be able to keep it?

But Chang Huan was right.

Suddenly there is an additional external factor that can control one's "heart" and "desire"?

For a moment, he felt that the ball of paper in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and his tired wrist could no longer hold back this thought—Xie Changhuan's question was really ingenious, and it really caught him.

meeting?or not?

"What does this have to do with you?" Wen Fuzhu tried his best to regain his clarity. He felt that he was a little unclear when he entered the valley. "You gave it to me. After all, I gave it to him. Ruo Ruo If your question is true, then I should kill myself to apologize, and it has nothing to do with you."

"But if you didn't believe me, naturally you wouldn't implicate him."

"Chang Huan..." Before Wen Fuzhu wanted to comfort him and stabilize his mind, he saw him straighten his body again, and look back with firm eyes, as if a dark fire was burning suddenly.

He could hear him seriously asking, "Old Wen, why don't I ask this, if one day I want to kill that man, will you kill me for him?"

"Why do you want to ask such a question?" Wen Fuzhu was about to be laughed at by him, but no matter how you think about it, you can't give Jiang Mo the blueprint first. If you see it in the morning, you can check it as Xie Changhuan said. So at this moment, he came back slowly and sat next to him, so he didn't have to stare and try to look serious, and he had to turn his head so hard.

"That's what I wanted to ask!"

Wen Fuzhu really laughed, and couldn't help but hugged the furious Xie Changhuan into his arms, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Look, you finally understand my difficulties. Back then When I saw that you and Thirteen Xun are so close, did you think I wasn't worried?"

"But I brought you to meet him! I even introduced him to you generously!"

Isn't it that I can't show you for the time being?If you can understand in the end, if you don't poison you with amnesia or directly poison you, wouldn't everyone be happier if you can still be so interesting?

"Then you have an apprentice who popped out suddenly."

"You don't?"

"Of course I don't." Wen Fuzhu continued to laugh softly. Some of him were students, but not apprentices, so he did answer this question correctly. Although he intentionally split the meaning, it was also Xie Changhuan's fault for not asking the question well.

"Okay, okay, don't be nervous about that person, I don't have any relationship with him as you think. Chang Huan, you said you have to believe me, didn't you?"

"Well, I believe you." Xie Changhuan lowered his eyes, a little dull.

"I didn't explain some things to you before," Wen Fuzhu took a light breath, probably because he couldn't bear to see Xie Changhuan who was so listless, so he comforted him, "Wait for me to get rid of this gunpowder matter." Clearly, I will accompany you to complete the task later, and we will have no burdens and responsibilities on our shoulders, so let's work it out together, shall we make it happen?"

"Well, listen to you."

Wen Fuzhu looked at Xie Changhuan as if he was extremely tired, so he used all his strength to hug him, and was about to send him to the bed, so hugging him by himself would make him feel better, right?

But in his heart, he didn't know what else to think of, Wen Fuzhu suddenly felt this again, this feeling suddenly seemed like a sweet "burden", for some reason, probably Jiang Mo suddenly "killed" this In one fell swoop, Wen Fuzhu felt that he was actually afraid of such an overworked burden. At this moment, besides wanting to stay by Jiang Mo's side, he would chat with this old friend from childhood and analyze all the possibilities for peace of mind. , is subconsciously wanting to escape from Xie Changhuan.

But looking at this person's current appearance, he couldn't get away.

Xie Changhuan is also very tired now, too lazy to move, so she just nestled softly in Wen Fuzhu's arms, but after all, she is a man of stature, waiting for Wen Fuzhu to walk to the bedside, then she can't wait to bite her silver teeth secretly - the bed It's on top!The bottom is empty!

Now he wants to continue pretending to be a cripple, how can he hug Xie Changhuan up?

Just throw it up...

As soon as one hand reached the position of his buttocks, before he could use enough force, he sensed that Xie Changhuan had the intention to move. Wen Fuzhu subconsciously let go of his strength, thinking that he had figured it out and would go up by himself, but when he arrived, he realized that this person wanted to go up by himself True, he grabbed his collar by the way, and even dragged himself onto him.

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