"Get up!"

Lingkong Mo Xuan let out a long chant, and the dragon head swayed lightly, passing through the light white clouds. The dust settled, and no one was killed. After Jun Yanzhi met with the leaders, the five major sects packed their bags and sent their disciples back.

Finally, they got on the turtle's back, and everyone gradually settled down.

Wen Jing lowered his head and found a quiet corner to sit down, silently scratching the ground with branches.

Jun Yanzhi also sat down next to him and whispered, "Are you in a bad mood again?"

The voice was as gentle as water, which made Wen Jing panic. He raised his head quickly and said, "No, I'm not in a bad mood. Senior brother, many people want to talk to you, go and socialize with them."

Wen Jing quietly pointed to a group of disciples who were looking at him not far away and said, "There are people you saved in there, waiting to thank you."

He couldn't explain how it felt. To hurt someone secretly, then save them, and accept their admiration and gratitude with a clear conscience, it was awkward no matter how, as if you had stolen someone's money first and then generously lent it to them.

Jun Yanzhi said softly, "Junior brother...was I too impatient that night?"

Wen Jing blushed, "No, no."

"...That's good."

Jun Yanzhi was silent for a while, stood up, and walked towards the crowd. Suddenly, more than a dozen people surrounded him, laughing and talking, surrounding him in a circle, attracting everyone's attention.

Not only himself, but everyone here was completely captured by him.

Wen Renmu stood by and watched from afar, with two or three disciples from Tianheng Peak standing beside him, like neglected children.

Wen Jing stared at him in a daze, remembering his real name and the "cross" mark on his spine.

How could such a man with the temperament of a celestial being be related to the whole thing? Not to mention that others don't believe it, Wen Jing himself still feels that something must be wrong.

Jun Yanzhi's eyes were not on him, which gave him a chance to breathe. Wen Jing stood up and looked around, lowered his head and came to an inconspicuous corner, looking at the fleeting snow-capped mountains around him, and the gradually dissipating hazy white mist.

What went wrong?

"Your senior brother Jun is so busy."

A man's voice suddenly came from the side.

Wen Jing didn't even need to turn his head: "Junior Brother You, why don't you go and join in the fun?"

You Si smiled disapprovingly: "He didn't save me, why should I be grateful to him? But you see Wen Renmu, he seems to have stolen the limelight and he can't hold his face anymore."

"...You really are idle."

You Si smiled: "How do you mean idle? Wait for my news after you go back, I will take you to see a good show of Wen Renmu."

Wen Jing smiled: "What good show?"

"It won't be interesting if I tell you. Anyway, whenever I call you, you will come out with me in the middle of the night, understand?"

Wen Jing couldn't help but become interested: "You keep your word."

The two were in high spirits. Wen Jing hadn't been so happy in days. He talked and laughed happily, and spoke more and more without restraint. You Si leaned towards him and said casually, "Where did you and your brother go the night when the Hengtian Gate incident happened? I couldn't sleep that night and wanted to talk to you, but both of you were not there."

Wen Jing's smile faded immediately, and he turned his head and whispered, "My brother and I went to practice swordplay in the middle of the night."

"You two practiced swordplay together?"

"Yes, you two practiced swordplay together, and you never separated for a moment." Wen Jing gritted his teeth. "

...So that's how it is." You Si smiled faintly and changed the subject, "There are really a lot of people who died this time."

"More than a dozen people have been unconscious, but no one died." Wen Jing retorted softly.

You Si smiled lightly: "What do you think will happen to those unconscious people? Jun Yanzhi suppressed their inner demons temporarily, but they will relapse after a month or two. If Jun Yanzhi is not here then they will die tragically in a few days. We only saved more than eighty people, so it's not a big deal if only a dozen people died..."

Wen Jing interrupted him coldly: "Senior Brother Jun is not a god, he has done his best to save more than eighty people."

The tone was unusual and a little higher. The people around turned their heads and looked at them. The atmosphere suddenly became as awkward as ice.

You Si lowered his head: "...Why are you angry? I didn't say he didn't try his best."

Wen Jing also lowered his head, feeling annoyed: "..."

You Si said with a smile: "Why are you and I saying these things? I will call you at night when we go back, remember."

Wen Jing nodded, and his expression became more normal: "Wen Renmu's good show cannot be missed."

The two of them clapped their hands as an oath, You Si looked up and immediately said: "Your senior brother Jun is here, I'll leave first."

Wen Jing had no choice but to say it, and You Si slipped away like a puff of green smoke. Jun Yanzhi slowly walked to Wen Jing and said to him, "Brother, are you talking to Yousi again?"

Wen Jing shrank his neck and said, "Nothing... He asked me to go back and follow him out in the middle of the night to watch a good show that everyone admires."

"... Yeah."

Jun Yanzhi took Wen Jing's hand under his sleeve and said, "Sit down and have a rest. You can meditate and I'll help you watch."

"Okay." Wen Jing nodded and sat down quickly. After

meditating

for two days, Wen Jing suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

It was so dark that he couldn't see his hand in front of him. Although he had left the snowy mountains, the cold wind in the middle of the night still made people feel cold. Wen Jing lowered his head slightly, and someone leaned on him. Jun Yanzhi's even breathing came from his neck.

He sighed in his heart and clenched his fists tightly. The person in his arms moved slightly for some unknown reason and got closer to him.

This person has already established a foundation and should not be afraid of the cold wind, but he is so delicate and weak that he occasionally feels cold. Wen Jing couldn't help but stretch out his arms and hug him tighter. His hand touched his face on his shoulder to make sure he was not frozen.

The hairy head in the hollow of his shoulder moved. Jun Yanzhi said nothing and lay obediently in Wen Jing's arms.

The two of them maintained this posture motionless like statues.

At dawn, the green mountains were looming in the thick mountain fog.

"We're here!"

Someone shouted softly, and the disciples who were sleeping in meditation slowly woke up.

Wen Jing quickly separated from Jun Yanzhi, shook his sore arm, and said softly, "Brother, we're here."

The night can always hide all embarrassment. Now looking at Jun Yanzhi's face, it seems as if he is naked and can be seen clearly, which makes people feel a little at a loss.

Jun Yanzhi stood up slowly and pulled Wen Jing up as if nothing happened: "We are finally home."

"Yeah."

He Ling had already turned over and got off Mo Xuan.

Flying to his residence impatiently, the big turtle was standing on the edge of the cliff looking down. His eyes happened to fall on the huge Mo Xuan. I don't know what he was thinking.

When Wen Jing picked it up, it was confused for a long time before it finally understood that its master had returned home. Its small eyes followed him closely, not moving for a moment.

He filled a large plate of food for the big turtle, and hurriedly took a cold shower, sitting on the bed and watching it eat fruit.

Jun Yanzhi wanted to come over tonight, but Wen Jing hesitated and declined. A short separation is better than a new marriage. Tonight is the time of the big turtle and the big snake, and no one can disturb them.

Wen Jing didn't want to think about what happened in Hengtian Gate anymore, so let's just stay like this for the time being.

Sure enough, the giant python also came tonight, but it was quietly coiled outside the window, as if it was a little unfamiliar and didn't dare to come in.

Wen Jing smiled and pulled it in, touched the snake's head, and fed it food. The giant python waited silently in the corner of the bed for a while, and finally leaned over with a grievance, sticking its head close to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing had already been squeezed to the edge of the bed by him, and was immediately shocked by the head of the snake. He hugged the big turtle that almost fell off the bed, and said angrily: "Do you really think you are in the corner? You take up 70% of the bed, and you still have the nerve to pretend to be pitiful? Stop nodding your head! I'm going to fall down too!"

"Hiss--" "

What are you hissing about? Move a little inside."

"Hiss--"

The giant python shrank its body and dared not move anymore.

Wen Jing quickly picked up the snake head, with a hint of tears in his voice: "My dear little darling, I didn't scold you, huh? How could I bear to scold you? Move closer, huh?"

"Hiss--" "

Darling, I really didn't scold you, don't be unhappy, huh?"

"Hiss--"

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, you can hit me. I won't say anything about you again, huh?"

He really didn't want to think about Jun's affairs anymore, so he just calmed down for the time being.

Liu Qianmo was in high spirits, and quickly gathered everyone in Huishi Peak to light a fire and cook, and took out the good wine that had been hidden for decades to welcome the three people. Jun Yanzhi usually doesn't drink much, just a few glasses, but He Ling and Wen Jing were forced to drink by others, and they got drunk and passed out that night.

They were in a mess for three days, and finally returned to normal.