My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 200 Hui Mingshi 9

That confident and proud face really made Wen Fengting wish he could have a shoe sole printed on it. His younger brother stayed with someone else for a year, so he didn't want to see his elder brother like this, it's not filial!

I have been secretly depressed for a long time, Wen Fengting couldn't get over it, and finally I relied on Wu Xiyan to relieve it, and then I felt a little more comfortable.

After discussing with each other, Wen Fengting and Wu Xiyan wandered among the various hermit sects with a small tail, wandering and talking, but with little success.

After more than a month, they returned to Shiyang City again, but at this time, there were more people in Shiyang City.

"My lord, there is a small family member here to pick you up."

The people from Wizard Mountain came to pick Wu Xiyan back.

Wu Xiyan has been traveling abroad for more than a few years, and now the situation outside is chaotic, with wars raging everywhere, and there are many dangers. I am afraid that Wizard Mountain also took this into consideration, so people came to pick him up.

Wu Xiyan looked at Wen Fengmian, and after a long time, the deep pupils struggled, closed, then opened again, and said a word:

"it is good."

Wen Fengmian was stunned, for more than a year, he never thought that one day Wu Xiyan would leave, he was already... used to the days when Ayan was by his side.

"I'll go back with you!"

Wen Fengmian didn't care about his third brother's feelings at all, and said that without thinking.

In exchange, it is no surprise that Wen Fengting scolded:

"What are you going back to, go home! Brother Wu has family members who are concerned about him, so naturally he wants to go back, but..."

Wen Fengting pulled Wu Xiyan aside, and whispered:

"It's just that, Brother Wu, when you go back this time, you just have a good discussion with the elders of your sect. The matter of Wushan is very important and cannot be delayed. If it really doesn't work, I can only enter Wushan again by myself."

"Hey, Brother Wen."

Wu Xiyan waved his hand to stop his words: "Don't be reckless, since you know that Wushan is dangerous, you should take a long-term plan. I will discuss this matter with the elders in detail after I go back. At that time, we will contact with paper puppets."

Wen Fengting thought for a while, then nodded, and agreed to the matter.

After the two of them finished talking, they turned around, only to see that Wen Fengmian was holding onto Wu Xiyan's cloak tightly, unwilling to let go, mouthing awkwardly and angrily.

On Shang's immature and youthful face, he frowned with a look of reluctance.

Wu Xiyan smiled, reached out and smoothed his hair, and said in a warm voice:

"Xiao Jiu, I'm just going home, don't lose your temper, let go quickly."

Wen Fengmian's eyes were red, and his tone was very aggrieved: "Ah Yan, I don't like it when you go somewhere else without me."

Wu Xiyan laughed: "That's my home, not anywhere else."

"I don't care, I want to follow you anyway."

Wen Fengmian's temper became stubborn, ten oxen could not be pulled back, in the end, Wu Xiyan either left or stayed, and had no choice but to stand where he was.

Wen Fengting shook his head sadly, then randomly took out a talisman from his pocket, lit the spiritual fire and stuck it on Wen Fengmian's back, and he fell down softly, and Wu Xiyan followed the trend because he was the closest caught him.

Without further ado, Wen Fengting grabbed someone and carried it on his shoulders, and said to Wu Xiyan:

"Brother Wu, I will trouble you with the matter of Wushan. As for this thing, I will bring it back to the Yin Yang Shop first, so as not to embarrass myself and cause trouble for you."

Wu Xiyan didn't speak, but lowered her deep eyes, nodded slightly, then turned and got on the carriage, some things, just let time slowly bury them.