HBWnovel Chapter 166 She always asks for 2
Chapter 166 She always asks for 2
Wen Chuyan had companions, but his two companions were injured, so he had to scout ahead by himself.
Song Xianyin felt a headache coming on whenever she thought of Wen Chuyan's two companions.
Especially the second male lead, he's incredibly dark-hearted, even darker than her, and she's afraid she can't beat him.
The next morning, Wen Chuyan met up with his two companions.
There was a man and a woman. The woman looked very refined and seemed like a good person.
The man looked much scarier, wearing a ghost mask and exuding a terrifying aura.
He was holding the woman's hand carefully, his eyes filled with worry.
Looking at them, Wen Chuyan smiled and said, "The two of you are so affectionate; I am quite envious."
Actually, he wasn't envious; it was just that these two fellow Daoists were whispering to each other and didn't set off.
He could understand the feelings between the two, but there was poisonous gas in the forest, and staying there for too long would cause him to lose his cultivation.
He felt awkward about urging them, so he could only offer a gentle reminder.
The woman's face immediately turned red, and she quickly pushed the man away: "Young Master Wen, we are not in that kind of relationship, we are fellow disciples."
The man's face immediately darkened, and he lowered his head without saying a word.
Wen Chuyan was startled by his own recklessness. He waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
Just as the three set off, the man in black's eyes turned cold, and he threw a dart behind him.
Wen Chuyan frowned, pinched a leaf in mid-air, and blocked the dart.
"boom--"
The dart struck the tree, which gradually cracked and soon collapsed to the ground.
"Fellow Daoist Wen, what do you mean by this?" The man's expression was rather unpleasant.
Wen Chuyan's face turned even uglier: "Fellow Daoist Mu, let's talk things out. Your behavior is far too cruel."
Song Xianyin looked at the fallen tree in front of her and was so frightened that her back was covered in cold sweat.
She won't let this second male lead get away with it.
The man's expression grew colder and colder. He stared at the empty ground not far away, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Startled, Song Xianyin ran towards Wen Chuyan, but Wen Chuyan calmly blocked her way.
"Fellow Daoist Mu, is this how your Wuji Sect teaches you?" Wen Chuyan's expression was extremely serious.
Afraid that Wen Chuyan wouldn't be able to see her and protect her, Song Xianyin quickly appeared and poked him.
Wen Chuyan nodded: "I understand."
The man looked at the fool in front of him, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
The Heavenly Sword Sect is supposed to be the number one sect in the world, so how could it produce such idiots?
A woman's kindness!
"Fellow Daoist Wen, she's been following us suspiciously all the way. She's obviously not a good person. Are you still going to protect her?" the man said, suppressing his anger.
Wen Chuyan said with a serious expression, "Young Master Mu, you can't assume that this young lady is not a good person just because you don't know her."
That's wrong; they should have a kind heart towards everyone.
Song Xianyin nodded vigorously: "Young Master Wen, you are right."
The man sneered, "Young Master Mu, do you know her?"
"Of course, he also gave me money; we had financial dealings," Song Xianyin said angrily from behind.
Wen Chuyan choked up. He understood that the young lady was speaking literally, but the original meaning of the word had long been tainted.
He cleared his throat somewhat awkwardly: "I know him."
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting a bit awkward, the woman next to them quickly stepped in to smooth things over.
No matter how the woman tried to persuade him, the man remained unmoved.
Song Xianyin hates it when people give her the cold shoulder.
"Young Master Wen, since some people don't like us, let's leave!"
If this place doesn't want me, there are plenty of other places that will.
Wen Chuyan's anger flared up: "Let's go!"
The woman tugged at the man's hand and shook her head at him.
The man was silent for a moment, then said to Wen Chuyan, "I'm sorry, Young Master Wen. I was rash just now. Please forgive me, you are a magnanimous person."
Song Xianyin snorted disdainfully. How could people with backbone like them forgive him with just an apology?
"It's alright, Young Master Mu, Miss Jiang. Actually, I was wrong too." Wen Chuyan looked at them apologetically.
Song Xianyin: ...
She underestimated Wen Chuyan; he really was a pushover among pushovers!
And so, the trio gained a tagalong.
Wen Chuyan was exceptionally capable, excelling at everything from chopping wood and starting a fire to cooking.
Song Xianyin also had a big appetite. Wen Chuyan looked at Song Xianyin, who was gnawing on her second chicken leg, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.
He gave her his share as well.
Song Xianyin looked at him blankly, while Wen Chuyan looked at her encouragingly: "Miss Song, please eat. If you're not full, I'll get some more."
Miss Song looks like she has a hard life; you can tell at a glance that she has never had a proper meal.
The man opposite her was extremely dissatisfied with Song Xianyin: "Miss Song has such a big appetite, she must have some extraordinary abilities."
Song Xianyin forced a smile and said, "Does running fast when I encounter danger count? It's about not causing trouble for everyone."
Wen Chuyan nodded seriously: "Okay!"
The man wanted to say something, but seeing Wen Chuyan's expression, he shut his mouth.
Feeling a bit bored after dinner, Song Xianyin decided to liven things up.
Do you know what happens when a mung bean jumps from a great height and loses too much blood?
The woman thought about it seriously for a moment: "Miss Song, will it turn into mung bean powder?"
Wen Chuyan frowned: "It will be carried away by a bird."
Song Xianyin said lazily, "It will turn into red beans."
The atmosphere suddenly quieted down. The woman looked at Song Xianyin, hesitant to speak, while the man looked at her as if she were an idiot.
Song Xianyin was almost impressed by her own sense of humor; she just loved seeing other people's speechless expressions.
Wen Chuyan kept frowning, seemingly unable to understand what Song Xianyin was saying.
Just as Song Xianyin was about to rest, Wen Chuyan suddenly let out a deafening laugh. He clutched his stomach, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Hahahaha, Miss Song, you're so funny, hahahaha..."
The birds in the woods were all frightened away by his laughter, but unexpectedly, his voice became even louder when he laughed.
Song Xianyin's lips twitched. She asked him, "How come he only started laughing after I've been telling this lame joke for several minutes?"
Wen Chuyan laughed until his voice was hoarse, then said seriously, "What should we do if we see a tiger in the wild?"
Song Xianyin frowned: "Just lie down and let it eat."
The man thought for a moment and said, "Use an array to trap it."
Wen Chuyan laughed so hard he could hardly breathe. He said with a smile, "Call me Father."
"Because even tigers don't eat their cubs!"
He laughed so hard he slapped his leg, and looked at Song Xianyin with an expectant expression.
Song Xianyin smiled politely and said, "Wow, that's hilarious."
Wen Chuyan looked at the two people opposite him with anticipation.
The man lowered his head speechlessly. "Two lunatics."