A White Lotus Host Who Does Not Want To Be a White Moonlight is Not a Good Host

Abandoning the idea of ​​seeking help from the system completely, Bai Lianhua can only use his own methods to face problems.

First of all, the most important point is that, when you are not sure how much Wen Fu actually knows, you can't become guilty from the chaos, at least you can't show guilty and cringe on the surface.

Bai Lianhua adjusted her mind and looked at Wen Fu inexplicably. She asked what he hadn't finished: "What a pity? After the reunion, you are always talking about something I don't understand."

He frowned lightly and took a step back to avoid Wen Fu, with some confusion and embarrassment on his face: "I'm not used to the tone of your speech now, it makes people feel uncomfortable ... Do you hate lotus? If there is a pool around then, no That's the kind. "

Wen Fu took his hand back naturally, gazing at his palm with a faint tone: "No, you're afraid you're wrong, I like lotus." Especially Bailian.

Bai Lianhua, who was attentively acting, jumped at the heart, and glanced at Wen Fu quietly, but could not distinguish the specific meaning of his words, and could only sincerely pray that it was too much to think.

"You are now Moxiu?"

"Why, is this bad, or are you afraid?" Wen Fu looked at it meaningfully.

"No, it's just a pity." Bai Lianhua couldn't conceal her loss. "You are very powerful now, but I think ..."

"Do you think I should be a good person, walking on the right path?" Wen Fu said the second half of the initiative for Bai Lianhua, so that Bai Lianhua could only nod.

"I let you down."

Bai Lianhua didn't know how to answer the call, slightly pursed her lips: "Then your hatred ..."

"I can't say clearly that I am Fushou's body. I have secretly found a revenge from the beginning." Wen Fu had already returned to normal from the previous disorder, and he signaled Bai Lianhua to sit down and brewed a cup of spirit tea for him. It seems to be a smile, "I know that you are soft-hearted and don't want to dirty your ears. You only need to know that I haven't shot those innocent people ... this is what you always advised me, eh?"

The word "soft heart" Wen Fu deliberately increased the tone.

After Bai Lianhua's death, he realized again how much this person influenced him. He obviously hated Bai Lianhua, he had already fallen into demonic cultivation, and his actions were not subject to moral restraint, but when he wanted to divide his hatred and grudge, he only wanted to vent to kill the Liu family and the martial arts, but Bai Lianhua's past words did not He kept ringing in his ears, disturbing him a few times, and finally gave up.

It's ridiculous that Ming Bai Bai and Hua Hua couldn't do what he said to be good. He didn't ask for something, but he knew this deception, but because of his hypocritical appearance, he unilaterally imprisoned himself for painting.

Bai Lianhua didn't know what Wen Fu was thinking, but instinctively felt that she was uncomfortable, and had a gentle, appreciative smile in response: "It's so good." Then she bowed her head and took a sip of Mahayana. The tea that came out was stunned.

Bai Lianhua thought that with Wen Fu's present cultivation practice, the spirit tea in his hand must be the best in the cultivation world. In fact, this taste is really good, but how to taste it, it seems that he had planted it by his own hand next to his cave. Variety.

Although it is also a good tea with abundant aura, it is not a word of luxury.

Bai Lianhua was touched and fled around, suddenly feeling that some details were very familiar and hesitantly said: "The layout of your cave house seems to be ..." is very similar to his residence in the misty forest.

No wonder he didn't react in the first time. This is the first world he has experienced. Many memories are not so clear. He can try to recall his various encounters with Wen Fu, but he is really weak for other details.

"I thought you would have noticed it from the beginning." Wen Fu looked calm.

"Sorry, I'm not careful enough." Bai Lianhua showed guilt on her face.

"I've always missed the days when I was in the misty forest. I thought you should be the same. Now, it seems that it is just my wishful thinking."

Bai Lianhua's eyes widened, her voice faint: "Not so ..."

After a long period of time, Wen Fu's current number of segments is too high, and Bai Lianhua feels that he can't play him at all.

In the end, who is the serious white lotus, Wen Fu's defensive use of weak provokes the opponent's guilt is simply a set, not too skilled.

But Wen Fu didn't wait for Bai Lianhua to finish his speech, and then stopped his expression lightly: "It doesn't matter, in fact, it doesn't matter ... It's not interesting to care about this."

Bai Lianhua: "..."

That's all, now you start saying that it's not interesting to care about this?

This regressive operation ... Even if he was a professional white lotus whose conscience was eaten by the system, Wen Fu said at this time, he felt very guilty in his heart, I am sorry for the villain.

Bai Lianhua really wanted to ask Wen Fu what he had experienced in the past years, so that the villain who had spent a lot of time on his own had once again crooked, but he worried that once he opened his mouth, Wen Fu would ask what happened to him, how could it happen Reappear.

At that time, he died in front of Wen Fu, and his cultivation base was not enough. Even if he was not in the scientific realm, if his brain hole was not big enough, it would be difficult to explain.

It is good to temporarily stabilize Wen Fu and maintain the peace on the surface. Don't take risks.

There was silence in the room.

This quietness made Bai Lianhua very difficult, especially Wen Fu always looked at him thoughtfully, almost embarrassing, and had to take the initiative to speak: "Before you said that you want to enter the misty forest, is there an alchemy furnace here?" And the necessary materials, let me refine it for you. "

——It is better not to let Wen Fu have to go out to collect.

Wen Fu didn't play cards according to common sense.

"There is no alchemy furnace and no alchemy materials. You know, I hate Danxiu."

As the orthodox Dan Xiu, Bai Lianhua: "..." This is a bit confusing. I thought that Wen Fu would adapt well to his Dan Xiu's identity. What does this mean now?

But it is true that although Wen Fu's cave house is very similar to his residence in the misty forest, he can only see it without entering his door, especially the dazzling alchemy furnace, otherwise he must have remembered it long ago.

"I don't want to go into the misty forest now." After a pause, Wen Fu said, "You're at ease here."

Knowing that if Wen Fu couldn't let himself go, it would be impossible to get out of here by his own strength. After carefully trying a few times, Bai Lianhua obediently extinguished her thoughts of leaving.

It is unclear whether it is for a small life, or it is a habit. Bai Lianhua made several adjustments, and finally decided to treat Wen Fu in the same way as before, the more natural the better.

After spending a few days with Wen Fu, readjusting to the life of the realm and reviewing his knowledge and skills in his mind, Bai Lianhua discovered Wen Fu's problems.

——Although he was just a little monk in the foundation period until his death, but with a deep background of systematic arrangement, his vision is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

"Wen Fu, you have a dark illness? Why don't you want to remedy?"

With Wen Fu's cultivation practice, Bai Lianhua didn't believe he would not notice.

"Because it's not important. I can't die for a while." Wen Fu looked at Bai Lianhua and suddenly approached, "Don't worry, it won't affect what you want."

Bai Lianhua endured and endured, still unable to hold back and asked, "What do I want?"

Wen Fu's face fell silent for a while, as if he was poked into something that could not be touched. He closed his eyes, turned blankly and left the room. When he returned, his expression had returned to normal, and he signaled Bai Lianhua to sit down, to clear his spiritual power for him.

——Wen Fu has been doing this all these days, just like the most patient master, re-washing the bones of Bai Lianhua.

No, in fact, even the best master would not do this, because Wen Fu used not ordinary spiritual power when combing for him, but his own original spiritual power, which is the essence of the monk ’s self-cultivation, and the effect is not unusual. Comparable, consumption is not unusually comparable.

This also complicates Bai Lianhua's feelings about Wen Fu. Sometimes she suddenly feels that she has returned to her days in the misty forest. Wen Fu is not so elusive and often gives him back in good faith.

However, after Wen Fu signaled this time, Bai Lianhua did not obey obediently, but rejected him. Since the matter of the dark disease has been put on the bright side just now, it doesn't matter if there is one more thing now.

Whenever Wen Fu widened his meridians, Bai Lianhua could feel the way the spiritual power in Wen Fu's body worked. At first he was not sure, but combined with the dark diseases in Wen Fu's body, now he is 100% sure that Wen Not only did Fu turn to Moxiu, but he also took the most unstable path in Moxiu.

Bai Lianhua's expression is bleak, and her eyes are undisguisedly sad: "First, the dark disease, and then this retrograde and backward application of spiritual power ... Why do you use this eager for success?"

"You are not the same as me. I am poorly rooted, and there is no way to save, but you are so talented, even if you don't walk the side door, you will stand high in the morning and evening, looked up."

Even if it is for revenge, it cannot be explained. Monk Liu is a Dan Xiu, and his ability to fight is far less than that of a monk. And Wen Fu? At the time of his death, Wen Fu had been promoted to Yuanying by normal cultivation methods. Coincidentally, Wen Fu's actual combat power has been far beyond his own cultivation. Even if Wen Fu, who had been forbearing for centuries before, could not wait patiently, wait for it. His good master is not a problem, there is no need to go to this extreme.

Bai Lianhua swears that he was so distressed to see Wen Fu ruining his body like this. Fortunately, it is also a small cabbage that has been raised for more than 100 years. It was fine when I left, how come back, it has become a picture full of holes.

Wen Fu was stunned, as if there was a person in his heart who was sincere in his eyes, and gradually coincided with what he was familiar with in the memories of the past. Then, inexplicably, his heart rose from a nameless fire, changing from a small fire to a fire in a prairie fire, burning every space in his heart.

He smiled angrily, restraining Bai Lianhua's chin and interrupting his unfinished words.

"Don't confuse me with this kind of concern again, I have ... not to eat this set."