Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Even if Zhao Xuan wanted to ignore Wen Xuan's abnormality at this time, he couldn't do it. Wen Xuan's **-like face was so eye-catching.

"Don't you need to wear clothes?" After Wen Xuan put on clothes, he saw that Zhao Xuan still had no intention of getting dressed, so he couldn't hold it back.

Zhao Xuan was startled, "..."

He didn't have any exhibitionist preferences, but his attention was previously focused on Wen Xuanhe's solution to this dilemma, and he subconsciously ignored his own situation.

When Wen Xuan said this, he suddenly remembered that he...had no clothes on.

No wonder Wen Xuan's eyes were wandering, but he just didn't want to look at himself.

Zhao Xuan originally thought that the relationship between the two of them had changed because of what had just happened. Wen Xuan had a traditional temperament and was not used to it yet.

But I didn't expect...

The corners of Zhao Xuan's lips curved, and he shook his head as if helpless yet amused. His fingers flicked across the treasure bag placed on the ground together with the belt of his clothes, and soon he had an additional set of clothes in his hand.

The conspicuous red color made Wen Xuan look twice unconsciously, and he tugged on the neatly arranged collar with an unnatural expression, as if something was crawling around his neck, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He was wearing red, and Zhao Xuan was also wearing red... I always felt something was strange, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Obviously everyone in the sect wears the same uniform as a disciple, so he doesn't feel anything wrong. But when it was his and Zhao Xuan's turn, nothing felt right.

Wen Xuan could only attribute all this to the fact that the two of them were not brothers in the same discipline, so it was a bit strange to wear clothes of similar colors.

As for those misty and lingering scenes before, even if he still remembers them clearly in his mind now, he can only ignore them subconsciously.

Both of them were unconscious. Besides, Zhao Xuan took one more pill than him, so the effect of the medicine would inevitably be more intense.

Mentioning those things at this time seems like he is rushing to force Zhao Xuan to give him an explanation...

However, he was the one who took the wrong bottle. After careful calculation, he was also the one with the greater responsibility. Wen Xuan really didn't have the nerve to take the initiative to mention what happened before.

Zhao Xuan seemed to have noticed, but also seemed not to notice Wen Xuan's eyes glancing at his clothes from time to time. He put on the red robe on his own. Even the color of the inner garment was light red.

Wen Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up suddenly because he couldn't sit still anymore. His legs almost stopped, and they were a little weak and trembling. Fortunately, Zhao Xuan had quick eyes and hands to help him.

But this support made Wen Xuan's already hot ears get even hotter and hotter. He quickly broke away from Zhao Xuan's hands as if he was electrocuted, and whispered thank you.

Then, he hurried out without saying a word, maybe because the previous... was too intense, he almost tripped twice, and his eager steps were very different from his usual calmness.

Zhao raised his lips and asked knowingly, "Where are you going?"

Wen Xuan's legs were a little weak because of Zhao Xuan's sudden question. He subconsciously stood up straight. He didn't want Zhao Xuan to notice his abnormality. He tried his best to say in a calm and indifferent tone, "I'm going outside... to have something to do."

He couldn't say anything about taking a bath, so he could only say that something happened.

Zhao Xuan silently widened the corners of his mouth from behind. He clearly knew everything, but he just pretended to know it just now and said slowly, "Then... what should I do with these clothes on the ground? What should I do?"

The clothes on the floor were obviously unusable, whether they were his or Wen Xuan's.

Not to mention the wrinkles, there are also some... more troublesome things.

Even after washing it, Zhao Xuan would be too embarrassed to use it again.

When Wen Xuan heard the last four words, he stuttered subconsciously and answered too quickly, almost out of instinct without thinking too much, "What should I do?"

Do you want him to...compensate? Still want to...

But the union between a man and a man has always been deviant from the world's point of view. Moreover, Wen Xuan, who is obsessed with cultivation, rarely pays attention to gossip, has heard that...

Over the years, there have been very few good disciples of Long Yang in the world of cultivation, and many of them have extremely talented disciples. However, once such a thing is revealed, all of them will be expelled from the school without exception.

Not only that, but the most important thing is that the people they love will regard them as beasts. After all, not everyone is as good as Long Yang. Even if they are, they dare not admit it in front of so many disdainful eyes!

The last person admitted was said to be a direct disciple of a large sect elder. He had a rare ice spirit root, and his cultivation and talent were among the best among his peers.

However, after something like this happened, he didn't say who he liked, but just admitted that he loved the man. Whether it was contempt and insults from the world, or expulsion and ridicule from his peers, he bore it all by himself.

But even so, it is said that after that, he was kicked out of the sect by the elders and master of the sect because having a disciple like him was really a disgrace to the sect, and even his cultivation was completely ruined and his spiritual roots were uprooted.

Like a piece of discarded garbage thrown out of the sect, no one knows how he left since then, and no one knows how many insults and beatings he received later?

As for the person he loves, no one knows whether it was his wishful thinking or whether the other person was once with him.

All we know is that he was kicked out of the sect, and when he reappeared in the public eye a few months later, he had become a demon cultivator, and his murderous nature had greatly increased...

When the world mentioned him again, it was no longer in a tone of envy and admiration, but in a contemptuous and contemptuous tone, as if mentioning him would dirty their own mouths.

When he thought of this, Wen Xuan's eyes darkened unconsciously, and he lowered his eyes. With his back to Zhao Xuan, he did not let the other party see the darkness in his eyes.

The hands hidden in the sleeves of the robe are clenched unconsciously. This is a road of no return, a dark road that the world will not tolerate...

Zhao Xuan, would you like to go on with him?

No matter how good Zhao Xuan is at observing, he can't guess Wen Xuan's thoughts just from his back. If he really has such ability, he should be called a god.

Therefore, he put his hands on the floor, leaned back slightly, and said without changing his smile, "I want to take a shower too."

The few lights in Wen Xuan's eyes suddenly dimmed. He curled his fingers, pursed his lips, suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart, and said as calmly as possible, "Okay, I'll help you get water in."

Zhao Xuan couldn't help frowning when he saw Wen Xuan's leaving figure more anxious than before.

Wen Xuan, something seems wrong?

Could it be that... his movements were a bit heavy before, which made him very uncomfortable?

The two of them were not on the same track, and Zhao Xuan's thoughts were even thousands of miles apart.

Wen Xuan first helped Zhao Xuan get water in, used magic to turn it into a bathtub, and then went out to deal with his own problems.

Learning from the previous lesson, this time he did not use magic to heat the water, but instead brought it in as he wished.

Zhao Xuan walked into the cooler water with long legs. He was a little unaccustomed to it, but compared with the series of troubles caused by hot water before, this cold water obviously did not make the allergy worse!