The atmosphere on the dinner table is cold. Zhao Wanxi glances at a boy. Amu shrugs at her. He also agrees to let fairy sister stay in Wuji zunjie and wait for him and his father to come back.

Jin Ling takes a peek at the Venerable Master, but he can't help looking at Dr. Zhao. He can feel the atmosphere in the air. He thinks that there seems to be something wrong between the Venerable Master and Dr. Zhao.

"Don't go yet -"

the cold voice of the Supreme Lord interrupted Jin Ling's speculation, and he retreated.

As soon as Jin Ling left, there were more unexpected guests outside the door. As soon as Hua Shuying came to the door, he smelled the strange air flow in the air. He cleared his throat: "you two little guys, when you're full, go to help sort out the herbs..."

The innocent tong'er didn't feel it at all. As soon as she saw Hua Shuying, she came down from the chair and jumped with great joy: "Uncle Hua --"

a mu is still sitting on the chair, and Hua Shuying gives him a white eye. His eyes seem to be saying: smelly son, don't forget that your life is still in my hand!

A boy's mouth twitched twice, his face was reluctant, but he finally came out of the door obediently.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes glanced at Hua Shuying outside the door. She always felt that the boy was a little strange. He didn't look like he was captured by the Supreme Lord. On the contrary, she felt very comfortable living here.

Both of them went out, and Zhao Wanxi just had something to talk to Wuji Zun alone. She looked at the man with a straight face: "I know Wuji Zun's ability, but I know more about empress dowager's suspicious and cautious nature. Even if Wuji Zun appears in Ji'an temple with amu, the Empress Dowager may not trust you..."

The man can't hear her meaning of beating around the bush. He just wants to go to Ji'an temple with him.

Wujizun finished the noodles in the bowl in silence. Cen's thin lips were tight. He slowly stood up, as if he had not heard Zhizhao Wanxi's words, and went straight to the door.

"Hello! Do you understand what I'm saying? "

Zhao Wanxi was in a hurry to get out before he stepped out of the door.

Under the silver mask, the pair of ink pupils were covered with a layer of light fog, like a dream, like a fantasy, staring at the woman close at hand. At such a close distance, the unique light fragrance of her body penetrated into the bottom of his nose, and the familiar breath made him palpitating.

"I said I would take care of everything."

The man spewed out this sentence, intending to bypass her body and leave. In this way, he stared at the familiar beautiful face face face to face. He was really worried that he would not be able to control himself in the next second

But in Zhao Wanxi's eyes, Wuji Lord wants to deliberately avoid her. She instinctively reaches out to catch him. The man turns and avoids her hand. However, Zhao Wanxi stumbles on the threshold behind her because of her negligence and leans back out of balance.

The man's deep eagle eyes flashed a little dark. In a hurry, the palm of his hand with silver armor hooked directly around the woman's back waist and hooked her body back.

Zhao Wanxi clearly felt a strong force coming, her whole body suddenly leaned forward, her small face slightly tilted, her water eyes just collided with the man's eyes in the air, and her eyes passed a strange color.

The familiar feeling of deja vu came again. Before she had time to think about it, she had already rushed into the man's arms.