In Wen Ran's impression, although her father had a good face, he was actually an ordinary bad old man. He didn't say to her every day that he couldn't do it, that he couldn't do it. Stomach pain.

For his cognition, many people say that he is not clear about women's affairs, and sometimes his disciples will discuss a word or two in private, which is almost forgotten. When he was young, he was also known as a generation of wizards. sword repair.

Behind Wen Xun, stood a row of juniors. Qiu Shui and the others seemed to be very well behaved. As children who have been restrained by their elders at home, they are now very aware of the situation. For example, the current Wen Xun is not easy to mess with. .

Wen Xun took the sword in his hand, and he said with a sullen face, "I told you that I can't come to the Northern Territory."

Shen Wu took a step forward, first bowed properly, and then said, "Master, it's me who didn't take care of my junior sister..."

"Shen Wu, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to say more." Wen Xun said, "I don't know how much my daughter weighs? If you didn't protect her this time, she might bury this place. It's snowing."

Wen Ran was not angry, because what Wen Xun said was the truth. She came here with her own will, and she never thought that Shen Wu would take the blame on her behalf. She asked, "Why are you here?"

Wen Xun laughed angrily, "If I don't come, you're still going to be trapped in this mountain, and you won't be able to come out until the year of the monkey and the horse month?"

Wen Ran looked back at the completely collapsed mountain, and she asked again, "Aren't you afraid of killing me with a sword?"

"With Shen Wu around, I won't kill you with a single sword. If I really kill you, that's fine. I'll be popular every day."

Old man Wen was probably out of breath. In the past, when something happened to Wen Ran, no matter right or wrong, he would coax her in a low voice. Now he talks with a gun and a stick, and it seems that he wants to beat her up.

Wen Ran took a few steps forward and stretched out her face, "You can hit if you want. Anyway, you saved me this time, and I recognized you when you hit me."

Wen Xun said strangely: "You are quite reasonable."

"I have always had a clear grudge."

Wen Xun was really annoyed, he raised his hand, but looking at his daughter's fresh and beautiful face, the hand stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't fight.

Finally he glared at her and left.

Qiu Shui and his group hurried over, "Wen Ran, are you alright?"

Wen Ran shook her head, "I'm fine."

Little Bai said: "Qiushui, I said they will be fine. Even if the mountain is not split, they will grow out of the ground next year."

Qiushui glanced at Little Bai, and had nothing to say about Little Bai's IQ.

Qi Buyu supported Tang Ling, who was still weak, and he said with great admiration, "Miss Wen, your father has only made such a sword, such a high, such a big mountain, and it was instantly divided into two! "

Tang Ling also braced himself and said, "As expected of Senior Brother Shen's master, it would be great if I could ask for some advice."

Wen Ran thought to herself, if they knew what her father really looked like, they probably wouldn't worship her so much.

Another person came over, "Senior Brother, Junior Sister."

Shen Wu, who had been by Wen Ran's side, glanced at the people walking by, and his tone was light, "Third Junior Brother, why are you here?"

Luo Huai said: "I accompanied Master down the mountain, Junior Sister, this is your sword."

"My Luoxia!" Wen Ran quickly reached out to take it, and she said happily, "I thought I couldn't find it again."

Luo Huai looked at Wen Ran's heartless appearance, then turned to look at the back that was drifting away in the snow, and whispered to Wen Ran, "Junior sister, didn't you know that Master picked up your Luoxia. Jian, I thought you had an accident, so I was in a hurry and spat out blood."

Wen Ran raised her head, "Huh?"

Luo Huai added: "Although Master was a bit... confused before, I think Master really loves Junior Sister."

Wen Ran's eyes fell on the back of the person who had walked away. She was holding her Falling Dawn Sword, and she couldn't find the right words to describe the strange emotions in her heart.

They went back to Boundless City, the way back was easier than the way they came, and they didn't encounter any ice beast attacks again. Of course, the main reason was that they almost killed the ice beasts.

The encounters along the way made the group exhausted, and they went back to their rooms to rest after returning to the inn.

Wen Ran was lying on the table, staring at the pattern on the teacup without feeling sleepy.

A boy's voice came from behind, "Ran Ran, aren't you sleepy?"

Wen Ran turned around and looked over, but saw the sleepy-eyed boy lying on the bed. He was already too sleepy, but he had to try to stay awake, and he didn't want to take his eyes off the girl sitting over there.

His long hair was messy, and a few strands of black hair slid down his cheeks, making his complexion as white as jade. With a lazy expression, he rolled up the quilt, watching her blink from time to time, with a different style.

Wen Ran asked: "Do you really have to sleep in my room?"

"There's the smell of Ran Ran here, I like it." He half-squinted his eyes and smiled softly, revealing a contented meaning.

After all, Wen Ran couldn't help but walked over, sat down by the bed, covered him tightly with the quilt, he stretched out his hand, grabbed her hand and refused to let go.

Wen Ran let him catch her, and she said, "Shen Jiaojiao."

"Huh?" He spoke in a tired voice, with the tails of his eyes raised, and he looked sleepy and comfortable, which was particularly endearing.

Wen Ran endured it, so she didn't go on kissing. She whispered, "What kind of person do you think my father is?"

"The strength is very strong, but without the pure sword intent, it's just like that."

It is not an easy task to be evaluated as very strong by someone as conceited as him.

Wen Ran said: "There is no pure sword intent, why?"

"Ran Ran..." With a strong hand, he pulled her down on the bed, then he lifted the quilt, wrapped her in it, and wrapped her around her body.

Wen Ran hurriedly said, "I haven't taken off my shoes yet!"

She quickly kicked off her shoes, otherwise she wouldn't want to sleep in this bed tonight!

Shen Wu watched her flustered, with a smile overflowing from his dark eyes, he rubbed her face, and slid his hand down her shoulder.

Wen Ran suddenly tensed up and looked at him nervously.

He put his hand on her chest, feeling the chaotic heartbeat, he bent his eyes, "Because there is nothing here."

"... What's gone?"

"Dao Xin." Shen Wu lay lazily on her body, and said slowly: "So his sword intent is not pure."

"how about you?"

Shen Wu lowered his eyes, her face was reflected in the dark eyes.

"Do you have a heart?"

He smiled slowly, "I didn't."

"Then what are you thinking about when you make moves?"

"Kill to see blood."

Therefore, his chaotic moves are always aimed at the purpose of bloodthirsty.

But now, he raised his head and stared at her for a long time, the light coming in from the window dotted his dark eyes, making them much brighter.

"But now, I want to protect Ran Ran even more," he said.

The heartbeat felt by his subordinates became more and more chaotic.

He looked at her with joy, "Ran Ran, I'm so sensible, can you kiss me?"

Wen Ran kept a straight face, glanced at the hand that was carelessly placed on her chest and refused to move, she said with a blank expression, "Shen Wu, are you addicted to touching?"

He blinked innocently, as if it wasn't him who forgot to take his hand away.