Chapter 720 Soul and Dream Ties Together (for "AAA Sanshui Sister Super Dog Licking" extra chapter)
Ye Xiaoman asked this because she wanted Ji Wenyi to give up and send it directly to Qingzhengzong. The express delivery fee was not enough for her.
Ji Wenyi has his own way.
It is true that he does not have the extensive network of the Huantian Chamber of Commerce, but he has power and influence and can do whatever he wants.
Ji Wenyi replied: [I recently acquired a magical weapon, the 'Soul-Dream Connection.' Legend has it that a gifted weaponsmith crafted it to alleviate the pain of longing for his beloved while separated from him. For some reason, it was never used, and it leaked to the outside world, where I purchased it.]
Ye Xiaoman has always had nothing to say when facing players who spend money, so she directly asked Ji Wenyi to tell her how to cooperate.
Ji Wenyi instructed her to set up a professional teleportation array.
Soon, the magic circle talisman light flashed, and Ji Wenyi appeared in front of her. Each of them wore a wing-shaped magic weapon on his wrist, which looked like a very ancient jade artifact.
The handsome man jumped for joy when he saw her, which was totally inconsistent with the aristocratic's cold and gloomy temperament. He walked towards her and said, "Abao."
Ye Xiaoman sat at the table drinking water, raised her hand and pointed at him, stopping him from coming over.
She calculated the balance of ten sentences for him: "The first one."
"Put down the spiritual herbs, and you can leave now."
Ji Wenyi was used to being disliked by her and had his own rhythm in getting along with her. This time, when she didn't scold or hit him directly when they met, he responded in accordance with her and improved his attitude towards him.
He didn't stop until her fingers poked his abs.
Only then did he look around. It was a simple cave, with rocky peaks and green trees outside the window. The conditions were just as harsh as Ye Xiaoman had said. He felt pity for her and thought she should give him a chance to make the arrangements.
When he wanted to check whether Ye Xiaoman's foundation was solid, he discovered many things she had never told him. He suddenly stopped, surprised and delighted: "You have advanced to the Jindan stage?"
Ye Xiaoman didn't wait for him to test further and immediately replied: "Yes, first-grade golden elixir."
"The second sentence."
Ji Wenyi was naturally happy for her. Xiao Chujing boasted that his junior sister was the first cultivator in history to break through two major realms. It seems that this is not the case. His Abao is also the same.
Ye Xiaoman narrowed her eyes and urged him with her eyes.
Ji Wenyi took out a photo stone with a smile, projected the image recorded by the stone onto the wall, and played the video for her to watch.
Ye Xiaoman saw a very gorgeous secret room, which was heavily guarded. In the ice crystal cover in the middle, there was a glowing spiritual herb.
Ye Xiaoman was stunned. "You didn't bring it?"
Ji Wenyi didn't answer. He took out the paper and pen he carried with him from his arms and spread the rice paper, pen and ink on the round table beside her. When he picked up the brush, he thought of something and deliberately folded up his wide sleeves to let Ye Xiaoman see the bandage on his arm. The bloodstains were visible on the snow-white bandage, which was proof that he was injured while blocking the lightning tribulation.
Then he dipped the brush elegantly in ink and started writing on the rice paper.
Ye Xiaoman: “…”
Ye Xiaoman confiscated his pen fiercely, "Whatever you wrote on the paper will be deducted from the ten sentences."
Ji Wenyi looked at her with grievance.
"The spiritual herb has just been taken out of the host's body. Its vitality is weak and cannot be moved casually. I will bring it to you when it is in the best condition."
Ye Xiaoman caught the key words: "Host? Did you steal someone else's?"
Ji Wenyi just smiled and said nothing. Was it to save words or because he didn't want to admit his dishonest means in front of her? Only he knew.
Ye Xiaoman observed three seconds of silence for the unlucky guy.
She felt that Ji Wenyi was deliberately not giving her anything. "I'm a spiritual herb restorer. You can bring it here. I can repair it myself."
"My love."
Ji Wenyi sat down in the chair beside Ye Xiaoman, his casual movements graceful. He placed his elbows on the table, his extravagant purple sleeves drooping to touch her bent knees. "I'll wait for you to fulfill your promise."
Ye Xiaoman was depressed: "What did I promise you?"
She put down the cup, and Ji Wenyi immediately picked up the kettle to pour water for her. He had never served anyone in his life, and he couldn't even pour water properly. He watched in annoyance as the water overflowed from the cup and wet the table.
"Reconcile."
Ye Xiaoman scratched her head. Did she make that promise? She had forgotten.
For the sake of her own interests, she reluctantly agreed: "Then let's resume contact."
Ji Wenyi looked at her steadily for a few moments, as if he didn't believe that what he had dreamed of was really happening. He tentatively took her hand, interlocked their fingers, and pressed them on her knees.
In this atmosphere of pure love, Ye Xiaoman's thoughts, which were freeing themselves to wander, came to mind. Her expression became strange, and the corners of her mouth twitched. If Ji Wenyi knew what his good brother Xiao Chujing had just done with her hand, he would rather die than touch her hand...
Ji Wenyi confirmed over and over again that Ye Xiaoman was willing to let him touch her. The depression that had been pent up for a long time suddenly dissipated, and his heart was like a lark flapping its wings.
The arc of Ye Xiaoman's eyes slowed down, and her half-open eyes were only half the size of usual. She was very tired and wanted to rest. "Bye, see you next time."
She was about to stand up, but Ji Wenyi tightened his grip on her, "Abao, give me a gift."
Ye Xiaoman began to shake their clasped hands, trying to shake his hand off. "Why do you suddenly want a gift?"
"You gave Ji Weiming a handkerchief," Ji Wenyi requested, "I want to be like him, to have something to remember you by when I can't see you."
Ye Xiaoman just agreed to reconcile but immediately wanted to get angry. She was so annoyed with the man. If it weren't for the marrow cleansing grass, who would care about him?
She refused without a second thought: "No, I don't have any money."
Ji Wenyi saw the cup she had drunk water from, which was stained with her light lip balm.
He coaxed her: "Can you give me the tea set you used?"
That won’t do. These are the inn’s belongings. If they are lost, you have to pay for them.
As the two were pulling each other, the protective shield of the room suddenly shook, as if an external force had hit it, causing the magic circle to rebound.
Ji Wenyi raised his head and looked at the roof in confusion.
Oh no, Sikong Qing and Xiao Chujing are fighting.
Ye Xiaoman quickly covered up: "The cave I'm looking for is in an earthquake zone, and it shakes from time to time."
Ji Wenyi said sadly: "No matter what our relationship is, I am always willing to help you."
"It's okay, I'm moving out tomorrow." Ye Xiaoman diverted his attention. "You just said you wanted a gift, right?"
She rummaged through her sleeves and pulled out a small storage bag that she used daily. Inside was some worthless odds and ends, ranging from wooden combs, paper towels, snacks to commonly used elixirs and talismans.
She treated it as a lottery box and opened the bag in front of Ji Wenyi, "You draw one."
Ji Wenyi also found this lottery mode interesting. He reached into the bag and grabbed something based on his feeling.
It was a palm-sized bag with a blue background and cloud patterns. When you opened it, you could see a stack of unused talisman papers inside. The colorful colors were quite lovely.
Ye Xiaoman looked at Ji Wenyi silently. It was said that he and Xiao Chujing were good brothers. She drew the talisman that Xiao Chujing had made for her.
Ji Wenyi couldn't let go of the things that were stained with her scent. He hooked her fingertips and said softly, "Did you sew the brocade bag by hand, and did you dye the talisman paper yourself?"
Ye Xiaoman's eyes wandered: "Hmm."
She just wanted to get rid of Ji Wenyi as soon as possible.
She pulled out a piece of talisman paper from the brocade bag, and then she remembered that such a piece of talisman paper would cost three spirit coins outside, and she immediately felt heartbroken.
With Ji Wenyi's eyes full of expectation, she folded a heart for him with talisman paper.
Ji Wenyi heard her mumbling while folding papers as if scolding him for wasting money. He smiled and leaned over to listen, and she immediately stopped talking.
"Scold me?" He poked her soft cheek, and she immediately frowned and opened her mouth as if to bite him. He didn't dodge, and she bit his fingertips with a look of disgust, and spat it out like spit.
Ji Wenyi smiled, he leaned his head towards her, resting his forehead against hers, waiting warmly for her to finish folding.
Her scattered hair poked his face, and he smelled her sweet fragrance, which was a little stronger than usual. His mind was distracted, and his lips moved silently to her temples.
The protective magic circle shook again.
Ye Xiaoman immediately quickened her pace.
She stretched out the last fold of the paper and slapped the folded heart on Ji Wenyi's chest.
"Go, go, go, I'm going to sleep."
Without saying anything, she pulled him up from the chair and pushed him into the magic circle.
Ji Wenyi held the gift from Ye Xiaoman preciously and returned to his dormitory.
He placed the brocade bag containing the talisman paper on the desk with great care, and admired the heart folded in the paper in his palm, unwilling to put it down for a moment.
I wish I could wake up Ji Weiming in the middle of the night to enjoy it together.
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