No one in the room knew what happened in the corridor.

Shen Yan sat at the table, tapping his slender fingers gently on the dark brown tabletop, unintentionally tapping out a gentle rhythm.

He half-closed his eyes.

His eyes fell on his sleeves.

His expression was unconsciously filled with tenderness.

Fugui walked around the room twice. When he turned around and saw Shen Yan's expression, he immediately became excited.

"Shen Yan, do you have a solution?"

"without."

Shen Yan shook his head.

He hid his cuffs at his side.

Fugui sighed, sat next to Shen Yan, supported his chin with one hand, and murmured:

"When I saw you smiling, I thought you already knew what was going on in this inn."

"Am I laughing?"

Shen Yan was startled for a rare moment. He raised his hand and brushed the corner of his lips, catching a hint of joy that was about to disappear.

"yes."

Fugui nodded, took out a bag of maltose, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and handed another large piece to Shen Yan.

"When senior brother mentioned the girl he liked before, he would smile like you. Could it be that you..."

He narrowed his eyes.

He quietly came closer, lowered his voice, and asked furtively:

"Are you thinking about Junior Sister Yu?"

Shen Yan rubbed his forehead.

Pushing the maltose bar back to Fugui, he said:

"My treatment of Junior Sister Yu is not what you think."

He was clearly talking to Fugui.

However, his vision was out of control, drifting to the direction of his sleeves several times.

I was looking forward to these words.

Can be heard by some people.

"That's it."

Fugui chewed maltose and didn't ask any more questions.

The room, which was full of desolation, became quiet for about two breaths.

Unable to bear the loneliness, Fugui spoke again and said:

"The talents of you and Junior Brother Lin are really good."

He wrote with envy all over his face.

There was no trace of darkness in his tone.

Shen Yan said nothing, only silently listening to Fugui's voice, which sounded again.

"I started training earlier than you, but now I have the lowest level of cultivation."

He scratched his head, stuffed the maltose that Shen Yan rejected into his mouth, and said vaguely:

"Many uncles have said before that with my talent, I shouldn't stay with Master."

Wealth begins with wealth.

I just wanted to find a random topic.

But talk and talk.

Unconsciously, my voice became a bit duller.

"But Master didn't agree. Even though he knew that accepting me would only bring shame and trouble to her, he kept me in Youxian Pavilion."

Fugui sighed, put his fingertips on the table, and whispered again:

"My talent is mediocre. I was picked up by Master. Master is my relative. Without Master, I don't know where I can go."

Shen Yan lowered his eyes.

Countless subtle emotions arose in my heart.

All of a sudden.

Even he couldn't tell the difference.

Shen Yan clearly knew that Fugui's words were just unintentional words.

Or maybe you just want to find something to talk about.

But it's about Yingqian.

When I think of all the good things he got.

She also used it on other people.

Shen Yan couldn't control himself...

jealous.

"But Master said that even if I can only stay at this level for the rest of my life, she will not abandon me."

Fugui didn't know what Shen Yan was thinking and was still talking to himself.

"Master is the best master."

"She is my big hero!"

"So I am not afraid at all. Master is absolutely certain and will not leave me alone!"

He seemed to be emboldening himself.

Talking and talking.

The panic that lingered in my heart actually dissipated a lot.

Fugui took a deep breath and was about to tell Shen Yan when he saw him stand up and said expressionlessly:

"Have a rest."

The coldness lingering around Shen Yan turned into an invisible sharp sword.

The courage that the rich and powerful had just gathered was completely wiped out.

He shrank his neck.

I thought the old woman ran out again.

He looked around closely.

The fine sand of time slowly flows away between the fingers.

In an eerie silence.

dark night...

It’s coming!

The moment the sun sets.

Like a giant hammer, it hit everyone's heart.

No monk dares to forget what Ying Qian told him before he left.

Even Long Xiaochen grasped his sword tightly and glanced left and right with a vigilant expression.

Breathing sounds were suppressed to a minimum.

They were all afraid that a monster would appear suddenly.

Fugui hunched over, his body stretched to the extreme, his eyes widened, and he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

However, his eyes were so wide that they were sore.

I didn't see any accidents.

Wait until midnight to pass.

Long Xiaochen finally snorted coldly, turned around and sat on the bed.

What night should you not fall asleep.

These are all lies made up by Yingqian to deceive people.
To be continued...