When Wu Chi saw Wen Ren Qian Jue coming, he immediately threw away the Dabaicai gangster.
His eyes were as bright as those of a dog: "Qian Jue Qian Jue, can I go out?"
Wenren Qianjue didn't speak, but just looked around.
There were some vegetables and wine jars in the cellar, which were the tavern's reserves.
When Wu Chi was thrown here, she only remembered that this was the darkest cellar in the entire tavern, and she didn't care whether there was food or not.
It seems at the moment As soon as I glanced around, there was chaos everywhere.
After chewing half of the carrot and leaving only half of the cabbage, Wu Chi tasted everything that was edible.
The wine is all gone, not a single jar is left Wenren Qianjue said: "Are you full?"
There was a little doubt in her eyes, and she felt very complicated when she looked at the legendary monster that was just shaking its head and tail and guarding beside her.
Wu Chi didn't think too much and nodded honestly: "I'm full."
Wenren Qianjue was startled.
Seeing the satisfied look on his face after eating, he was not picky about food at all.
So he said calmly: "Do you still want to eat?"
Wu Chi scratched his head in confusion: "What else can I eat when I'm full?"
He glanced back and saw his big cabbage, and then he giggled.
His lips were red and his teeth were white.
He was indescribably beautiful and breathtaking: "That one, I gnawed it out of boredom.
Actually, I'm not hungry anymore. ” The little boy looked at his bright smile and forgot to cry.
It turns out that someone can look so pretty when they smile.
Wenren Qianjue felt a warm feeling in her heart, and couldn't help but stretched out her hand to ruffle Wu Chi's broken hair: "Get out."
Who is born cruel and easy to kill?
Ghosts are nothing more than that.
People say that they must eat the hearts of people with desires in order to grow up and regain their strength.
Maybe even she didn't notice that her tone was softer than ever before.
Regardless of whether he can regain his former strength now.
At least he can fill his stomach without eating people's hearts and we can eat together later without having to worry about him eating people when he's hungry.
Wenren Qianjue was relieved.
The boy then flattened his lips and followed Wenren Qianjue: "Girl, plum wine."
Is it his problem if his supervision is not good?
"It doesn't matter.
I can make some more plum wine.
There are several jars of peach wine buried under there.
They were originally going to be sold in a few days.
You go and see if they are ready.
When they are ready, take them out and prepare them for tomorrow."
Wenren Qianjue's voice was calm and he arranged everything in an orderly manner.
Thinking about the dishes for tomorrow, I guess everyone will come.
So I prepared a little more.
It was getting dark, but she was still sitting next to the stove, looking at the soup simmering in front of her, leaning her chin in trance.
Not long ago, I had a knife in my hand, but now I can make soup with my hands.
If this continues, won’t we develop into a generation of housewives or businessmen?
not good.
Wenren Qianjue narrowed her eyes.
She had always thought that what she yearned for was the kind of ordinary life.
She had never thought about it specifically.
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Maybe it was like what others said about a lifelong pair, with a child and a husband, living in peace and stability.
Live a life.
When I grow old, my children will sit around my knees and I will sit on a rocking chair and bask in the sun.
But now she discovered that it wasn't.
The life she wanted was not like this.
The hand that hadn't held the knife for a long time was already itchy.
She was born to stand on the cusp of the storm and face the storm.
Whether it is the unruly nature in one’s bones, or the heart yearning for freedom.
She can be calm and quiet, but she prefers the feeling of surging blood Wenren Qianjue picked up his ancient sword and walked into the yard.
Under the bright moon, her posture was proud, and she demonstrated all the moves she had learned to the moon.
Her posture was like a phoenix singing in the sky.
The last one stopped, his fair face flushed slightly, he looked back and said to His Highness Seventh, who was leaning under the flower tree: "Your Highness, Seventh, are you here to fight?"
Under the moonlight, Wenren Qianjue's pretty face shone brightly, and her figure was slender but neat.
Holding an ancient sword next to his arm, the whole person looks like a famous sword unsheathed.
From just now, she noticed that there was a faint awe-inspiring smell surging around her.
Looking back, she saw His Majesty Seventh Prince appearing out of thin air under the flower tree.
His hair, which looked like splashes of ink, hung just like that on his shoulders.
His shoulders were like a dragon's shoulders and his waist was like a wasp's waist.
No matter where he looked, His Highness the Seventh Prince was perfect.
Baili Suye said nothing and walked over calmly.
There is no weapon in hand, there is no wind and it is automatic The black figure chased after him in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the two people had already passed a hundred moves.
Wenren Qianjue is weak, and he is also weak.
Wenren Qianjue is strong, and he is also strong.
This was her first time fighting against His Majesty Seventh Prince.
Baili Suye's expression was indifferent and indifferent.
Just being able to take action already gave her enough face.
No matter which direction you look from, the figure of His Majesty Seventh Prince is always in front of you.
That indifferent face remained expressionless.
I don’t know how long the fight lasted.
Wenren Qianjue retreated, stopped, and said, "Your Majesty the Seventh Highness is so powerful."
Her eyebrows were deep, and she said this from the bottom of her heart.
Very few people can take three moves from her.
When I was a killer, I couldn't move away at all.
One blow is fatal Now His Highness Seventh has gone through so many tricks with her, and still cannot find out His true identity.
This man is unfathomable.
"The night is getting cold, let's go back and rest."
Baili Suye opened her lips indifferently.
There was no trace of any fluctuation on her beautiful face, but she coldly took off her cloak and covered Wenren Qianjue. in.
She was sweating all over just now and could easily catch a cold if the wind blew her.
Wenren Qianjue raised his eyes from his large black cloak and looked at His Highness Seventh Prince.
Looking up at the perfect and delicate chin, you can see the sharp and charming thin lips, the skin without pores, and looking further, you can see the nose of His Highness Seventh, and the eyes of His Highness Seventh.
Then those eyes looked down and fell on Wenren Qianjue's face: "What are you looking at?"
His voice was extremely cold, and he tied up her cloak before placing it on her shoulders from behind.
With his gentle weight on her shoulders, time seemed to have stopped.
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Until I got back to the room and turned off the lights Wenren Qianjue has been busy since she woke up in the morning.
Since she is coming to eat, she naturally has to do everything properly and let them see her recent achievements.
"Is Miss Wenren here?"
A young and indifferent voice was slightly hoarse, but sounded very nice.
Wenren Qianjue had never heard this voice before.
He wanted to ask someone to drive him away without raising his head.
But when he raised his eyes, he was startled.
Then a smile appeared, and warmth appeared in Han Jue's eyes: "Master Bai is here."
The young master who had just entered the backyard was dressed in pure white clothes, holding a folding fan in his hand, with only one big word written on it: white.
Although the young master is relatively thin, he has an aloof temperament that no one else has.
Especially that face, which was so white that it seemed transparent.
It's Bai Shengluo She also came here wearing makeup in order to hide herself from others.
"Qian Jue."
Qian Jue recognized her at a glance.
She smiled, which made Tumi lose her luster, and came over to give her a hug.
After the battle in Wenren Mansion, the two never had the chance to meet again.
Nowadays, I am really sad.
"You've done a good job here."
She didn't say much, but her smile made it clear that the head of the Bai family was very happy at the moment.
Wenren Qianjue raised her eyebrows: "Where is your little wife?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another person walked in.
She had a graceful figure, but her appearance was blocked by a veil, which made people think that this girl must be extremely stunning.
As soon as he took off his veil, Pei Yuange said angrily: "First find a place for me to change my clothes." puff Wenren Qianjue couldn't help but smile, and the corners of her mouth curved into a playful arc.
She said lightly: "Why didn't I know that Young Master Pei also has a hobby of transvestite?"
Pei Yuange was dissatisfied and wanted to refute.
When he saw the stunning and talented Bai Shengluo, he immediately curved his peach blossom eyes and said, "My man asked me to dress like this.
It's her hobby.
I can't help it."
Don't care about your own face at all Wenren Qianjue coughed twice, and the amusement in his eyes became stronger.
I knew this guy was shameless, but it seems that he is really shameless towards his own woman.
Pei Yuange went to change clothes, while Wenren Qianjue talked to Bai Shengluo.
The last one to come was Ouyang Junnuo.
He seemed to be very familiar with this place.
When he arrived, the old man and the young man greeted him.
Even Ye Qinfeng in the kitchen glanced at Ouyang Junnuo.
Ouyang Junnuo asked his servants to bring this batch of supplies in, and then he held up the rose gold frames, showing his elegance.
Even if he wasn't wearing any luxurious clothes, Ouyang Junnuo was Ouyang Junnuo.
Temperament cannot be imitated by anyone.
"It seems I'm late."
Ouyang Junnuo's voice was as pleasant as ever, as warm as spring water.
Those fox eyes were curved, extremely gentle, but filled with a dark underbelly.
Bai Shengluo also replied: "No, it's because we arrived early."
"Hey, the head of the Bai family."
Ouyang Junnuo raised his hand lightly, with that rare gentleness.
If other people saw it, their hearts would melt.
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It can be seen that Ren Qianjue has long been immune to the beautiful men around him. .
During the meal, everyone was so noisy that Baili Suye had to say calmly: "Noisy."
Everyone laughed together and spoke in order.
"How come Ye Qinfeng is Qianjue here?
I thought you only had His Majesty Seventh Prince here.
Tsk tsk, you have a big appetite."
Pei Yuange blinked his peach blossom eyes, looking mean.
Immediately afterwards, an indifferent eye rolled towards him, and someone immediately closed his mouth.
It’s just a henpeck.
Wenren Qianjue held her chin up and said, "We haven't gotten married yet.
If we get married, how dare you go out?"
Someone immediately responded with a smile: "Qianjue, you are right.
As long as she doesn't let me go out, I will happily stay at home and let my wife take care of things."
The glib guy immediately got another slap.
"Qianjue, are the ghosts here with you?"
Bai Shengluo finally asked his question.
In the past, ghosts were used to suppress evil in the Bai family.
After inheriting the position of the head of the family, she read many ancient books of the Bai family and was very worried about the whereabouts of ghosts.
"Here."
Wenren Qianjue lowered his eyes.
Wu Chi was probably still sleeping in at this moment, and he would get up soon.
Bai Shengluo already knew the answer, but he still couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes: "If you need to suppress him again, the Bai family still has me."
"No need."
Wenren Qianjue said calmly, fiddling with the food on the plate with the chopsticks in his hands.
To her, Wu Chi is no longer a legendary monster, but a family member.
Who would watch helplessly as their family members were suppressed in a place where they would never see the light of day, and even their memories were lost?
She has always felt that there are not many things that a person can retain in a lifetime, and memory is one of them.
Arbitrarily depriving others of their memories is as if a person has never lived.
Everything about him disappeared.
Bai Shengluo knew what she was thinking, but couldn't help but worry about his friend: "Qianjue, do you know that the ghost's power has not yet been restored.
When one day he grows up and his strength is restored, all the memories will return to his mind.
The resentment that the Bai family has suppressed for thousands of years may be resolved.
When the time comes, will he really be willing to treat you as his master?"
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