After giving Chonghua Palace to Gu Yangyang, Yan Wu has been living on the top of the mountain.

People with Yan Wu's level of cultivation do not need to rest, so meditation has become his daily routine.

In a deserted place, the boy's figure is like a ghost.

Standing at the place where he touched the barrier last time, Wen Xia did not feel the existence of a barrier this time.

This time, Yan Wu did not set up a barrier.

Wen Xia raised his eyebrows, feeling surprised.

He took a step forward and entered the man's private area.

Without any hindrance...

Forgot? Or not here?

Wen Xia made random guesses in his mind and walked towards the cave entrance step by step.

The sky was dark, and the entrance to the cave was pitch black, so nothing could be seen clearly.

The peaks in the distance were all lit up by golden lights, blending into a brilliant brilliance. Only here, shrouded in the night, was separated from the other bright places, becoming two completely different worlds...

"interesting."

Wen Xia chuckled, with a gleam in his eyes, and he seemed to be very interested in the cause of this strange feeling.

He held the scroll that Gu Yangyang gave him in his hand all the way.

He knew that this was that man's thing, a top-grade magic weapon that was hard to come by, but it was used to trap a little beast, which was a waste of talent.

It's just a little beast, how can you deserve it!

With dark thoughts in his mind, Wen Xia slightly restrained the smile on his face.

There was no girl present at this time. He stood outside the cave, feeling the wind blowing in from inside with a faint smell of blood, his face expressionless.

He was so cold and indifferent that he didn't look like the sunny and innocent boy in the daytime. Even though he was dressed in white, he could easily blend into the darkness before him...

"Master, my sister asked me to return something to you."

Wen Xia bowed and saluted towards the cave while speaking.

To some extent, he is more loyal to his inner desires than Ji Xiao, but at the same time, the more he indulges, the easier it is to restrain himself.

His strength was not only what he showed on the surface. The subtle restlessness of the poisonous insect in his body told him that the man was inside the cave at this moment.

But why, before he reached the cave entrance, the other party still did not show up, it was still unknown...

"Master, Wen Xia wants to see you."

He repeated what he had just said.

But the cave was still silent, without a single sound or even a trace of spiritual power fluctuation...

A cool breeze blew out of the cave and hit his face. The faint smell of blood was like a spider web, sticking to his body and not easily dissipated...

The poisonous insect in the body gradually woke up and became restless when it smelled the blood.

He did not overly restrain the poisonous insect in his body from absorbing the smell of blood, but just lowered his eyes slightly.

There was a mixture of darkness in his eyes, and a vague guess emerged in his mind.

That man was injured.

"Oh......"

He laughed, his fair and delicate face disappeared in the darkness, and his smile revealed something weird and strange.

Without any more testing or stopping, he lifted his legs and walked in slowly.

......

It was a bit cool inside the cave, and there was a "drip-drip" sound of water falling overhead.

The further you go in, the more restless the poisonous insects in your body become.

The smile on the boy's face grew wider.

This kind of environment is not the kind of place that ordinary monks would choose...

I'm really curious, what secrets did the high and mighty leader hide from them...?

Wen Xia's mood suddenly improved, and he even couldn't help humming a little tune.

He looks leisurely, as if he is walking in his own territory.

The cave is deeper than it looks. Walking deeper into the dark and narrow cave, the sound of water becomes clearer...

There is water, there is fog...

Wen Xia suddenly thought of hot springs.

His eyes flickered with interest, and he became more interested in the man's faceless secrets.

......

Finally, the corridor was no longer dark.

There was a faint light ahead, as if it came from a night-shining pearl.

Watching from afar, Wen Xia did not speed up his pace, but continued to approach slowly at the same speed as before.

The hot spring that can accommodate one person gradually appeared and was fully exposed to the view.

And inside the hot spring, there was a man lying.

This man was none other than Yan Wu!

Wen Xia walked out of the darkness, holding the scroll.

Perhaps he finally heard the sound, the man half lying in the pool water opened his eyes instantly and looked to the side.

That look is still sharp!

But Wen Xia was not frightened at all, instead she was smiling.

Compared to inside the corridor, the bloody smell here is even stronger, and the source of the bloody smell is even right in front of you.

Although the light was not as bright as outside, his excellent eyesight still allowed him to see clearly what was happening in the water in the pool in the dim light.

The man was pale, and the frost and seriousness on his face could not hide the fact that he was injured.

The chest of the snow-white dress was stained with blood, which melted into the water and spread over a large area...

The man was lying in water, or rather in blood.

It can be seen that the other party was seriously injured.

"Get out."

Yan Wu looked coldly at the man who had trespassed into his private territory. If he still had the strength at this moment, he would kill the other person without hesitation.

Wen Xia could naturally feel the strong murderous intent in his eyes.

But he was not afraid at all, he still smiled, even more brightly.

I see……

Yan Wu is injured...

And he was injured so badly.

Due to such serious internal injuries, the other party could only warn him but could not take any action against him.

"Master, I informed you in advance when I came in, and you did not stop me." He said with a smile, and did not leave immediately without hearing the other party's words.

Yan Wu's eyes were cold; he could hear the provocation and threat in the other party's words.

But in fact, even if he suffered serious internal injuries, he was not someone that could be provoked by someone like Wen Xia!

A long sword suddenly appeared, and the sharp sword energy stabbed towards where Wen Xia was!

Wen Xia did not avoid or give way, but still stood there with a faint smile.

He knew very well that he was no match for the other party.

But he was holding a life-saving card in his hand...

"Master, this is what my sister asked me to deliver."

The sword energy paused slightly, then cut his robe, leaving several bloody marks on his arms and waist.

And he stood there, raised his hand, and presented the scroll in his hand to the man.

The sword energy suddenly stopped and the coldness faded away.

The man coughed softly as he used his spiritual power. After a moment, he spoke coldly:

"You went to see her?"

Just because I was away for one day, someone took advantage of the situation and sneaked in!

This realization filled Yan Wu's mind the moment he saw the scroll!

He raised his hand and the scroll fell into his hands.

The little fox was locked inside.