Wang Teng sits cross-legged inside the Confinement Pavilion.
I feel more and more that my meridians seem to be changing.
The hostility all over his body was transforming into a very strong demonic aura.
The feeling of transforming and becoming stronger in a short period of time made him very addicted.
However, his mind was clear. "I just want to become stronger temporarily, and I won't get addicted to it."
"I won't really practice magic!"
Wang Teng Stop in time.
The reason why he practices cultivation is that he actually wants to recover a little bit.
Find a way to get out of here.
He stopped practicing, closed his eyes and leaned against the wall.
Take it slow first.
He also knows that magic power always makes people lose their consciousness easily.
But there's no way he could fall for it.
Absolutely impossible, just practice it once and never touch it again!
Never touch it.
...Jiang Yantian was personally brought to her residence by Lu Jinglan.
Although he didn't enter her boudoir directly.
But it is also an independent room located in the side of her courtyard with a very quiet and elegant environment.
The room layout is simple yet stylish.
The window faces a carefully tended small flowerbed in which rare herbs are grown.
The elegant medicinal fragrance mixed with the scent of grass and trees fills the air, refreshing the heart and mind.
Jiang Yantian is currently half-leaning on the bed in the room.
A soft quilt was casually draped over her body.
He looked around the room leisurely.
The environment is pretty good.
Just take it as a break from your busy schedule and find a quiet place to rest your feet.
Lu Jinglan has gone to brew herbal medicine.
He's the only one here.
As a Devil Emperor who is well versed in time management.
Jiang Yantian naturally won't waste too much time on branch lines like Yuanhao Immortal Sect.
He also wants to conquer Su Lanyi.
I still need to find some other ladies.
There are many things to do.
Coming to the Yuanhao Immortal Sect is purely a matter of convenience... the road will be rough.
Plus, I met Qiong Yu.
If the discovery of Qiong Yu hadn't aroused his interest, he would have left after cleaning up Wang Teng and ensuring that he was unlucky.
After all, according to the character of Wang Teng.
Once a relationship is formed, the fate will definitely continue outside in the future.
There will be conflict as soon as they meet. Once there is conflict, he can defend himself and continue to deal with it.
Brush repeatedly.
Although there is no clear reminder from Tongzi now.
But he believes that this kind of suppression of Child of Fortune must be silently accumulating.
When you return, you will settle the account in one go and the harvest will be absolutely huge.
Just as he was thinking about this in his mind, there was a gentle knock on the door.
A thin, soft and shy female voice sounded.
The volume was kept very low. "Jiang...Fellow Daoist Jiang, I... can I come in?"
It was the voice of my junior sister.
Jiang Yantian responded calmly, "Come in."
"Squeak!"
The door was gently pushed open a crack.
A petite figure flashed in.
Then he quickly closed the door with his backhand.
His movements showed a bit of guilty conscience like a thief.
Jiang Yantian turned his head and looked away, his eyes paused slightly.
Previously in the main hall, when I was with Lu Jinglan.
This junior sister is wearing a standard Yuanhao Immortal Sect disciple uniform.
Although it fits neatly, it is a bit plain.
At this moment, she had changed her clothes.
Wearing a light pink long skirt with wide sleeves, the material is light and soft.
The girl's exquisite figure is outlined vaguely, adding a bit of delicacy and femininity.
The long black hair has also been combed again.
She wore her hair in a simple but delicate bun, with a small and exquisite jade hairpin pinned to it.
The face seems to be lightly painted with makeup, and the eyebrows are more delicate and attractive than before.
The girl clasped her hands tightly at this moment.
She stood awkwardly several steps away from the bed.
I dare not look directly at Jiang Yantian on the bed.
Are you in love?
Jiang Yantian A thought calmly flashed through his mind.
This little girl's thoughts are literally written on her face.
The little junior sister's heart was indeed beating like a drum at this moment.
She hesitated for a while before she seemed to muster up great courage.
He glanced at Jiang Yantian cautiously, then quickly lowered his head.
He spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito's, "Jiang...Fellow Daoist Jiang, I've sent you some spiritual fruits and some refreshing tea."
"You can eat something first, it will be good for recovering from your injuries."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and a delicate tray appeared.
Sure enough, there were several kinds of spiritual fruits and a pot of steaming fragrant tea on it.
Jiang Yantian nodded, with a gentle smile on his face, "Thank you for your hard work, little junior sister."
He paused deliberately. "Oh, I'm sorry, you are not my junior sister. It's really a bit presumptuous of me to call you like that."
"No... it's okay!" The junior sister shook her head quickly.
But there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
She swallowed secretly and her voice became even lower.
"Of course, if, if possible, you... you can call me Wanwan."
"My name is...Xie Wanwan..."
After saying that, she felt that her cheeks were so hot that they were about to burn.
He quickly lowered his head.
Pretending to sort out the tray that was actually placed neatly.
"Okay." Jiang Yantian said with a hint of smile, "Then, thank you very much, Wanwan."
The words Wanwan came out of his mouth.
It seems to have some kind of magic.
Xie Wanwan felt an electric current rushing straight up, spreading throughout his body instantly.
It made half of her body numb.
Her eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons.
Although he still lowered his head, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise upwards.
My heart feels as sweet as drinking honey.
He... he called me Wanwan!
The room became quiet for a moment.
Xie Wanwan was in a mess. He had obviously thought about it before coming in, saying a lot of caring words, asking about his injuries, and chatting about interesting things.
But I could actually see Jiang Yantian and smell his unique and pleasant scent.
Look at his lazy and handsome look leaning against the bed.
Her mind went blank.
I forgot all the words I thought of before.
When you come in, you will be given fruits and tea.
After the delivery is over, it is logically time to go out, and you can't disturb his rest.
But I don't want to go out so soon.
It took a lot of effort to work up the courage to come in.
So, after a short silence.
Xie Wanwan moved with small steps and slowly walked to the edge of the bed.
It's closer to Jiang Yantian.
Her big watery eyes looked at Jiang Yantian.
Trying to look more natural, he asked softly, "Jiang...Brother Jiang, are you still used to it here?"
She deliberately changed her title from Fellow Daoist Jiang to the more intimate Brother Jiang.
"Is there anything else you need? Just tell me and I'll help you prepare it."
Jiang Yantian looked at her, who was obviously extremely nervous but still trying to pretend to be calm and trying to find a topic to approach her.
I felt a little funny in my heart.
Quite cute.
He smiled and shook his head, "It's already very good. I never dreamed that I would be lucky enough to live in such an elegant and comfortable place."
"I would also like to thank you and senior Qiong Yu for upholding justice for me."
"Otherwise I really don't know what to do."
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Xie Wanwan's attention was immediately diverted.
An angry look appeared on his little face.
"Brother Jiang, don't worry, Master will never let go of that beast Wang Teng!"
"He is really too much, he is simply a scumbag!"
She clenched her fists and said with indignation, "He has been imprisoned in the Confinement Pavilion now!"
"That is one of the most severe punishments in our immortal sect. I don't know when we will be able to come out!"
"Brother Jiang You can rest assured, he will never have the chance to bully you again!"
As she spoke, she walked to the table naturally and picked up the teapot.
Pour a cup of clear and translucent tea.
Carefully bring it to Jiang Yantian.
"Brother Jiang, drink some tea. This tea is very good for calming the nerves and healing wounds."
Jiang Yantian slowly sat up straighter, leaned against the head of the bed, and reached out to take the tea cup.
His fingertips vaguely touched Xie Wanwan's soft and slightly cool fingers.