Finally, Jiuchou woke up first.

He took out the fire slicing, leaned against the faint light, and his eyes adapted for a long time before he slowly saw his position.

He endured the pain in his body and reached out to explore Ran Shaotang's breath.

Fortunately, she is still alive.

Finally, Jiuchou picked her up and wrapped her in a cloak, and looked around.

The two fell into a big net like spiders' prey.

This net bag was in mid-air. Because there was darkness around him, he couldn't see how long the net was. He just felt that it seemed boundless and he was like a mosquito.

There is a fishy smell in the air, and the cold wind blows from all directions. The ticking sound of water is rhythmically sounding in the distance.

"Shaotang, Shaotang." He called her softly, unable to fall asleep anymore, as this temperature could easily never wake up again.

While calling her, he took her pulse.

Fortunately, when they fell in, he always protected her, and she was not injured again. It was just that the internal breathing disorder was disturbed.

Finally, Jiuchou took out the snow cicada balls he had with him from his arms and fed them one for Shaotang. He also ate one himself, and the pain disappeared instantly.

After waiting for a while, Ran Shaotang finally woke up.

“Where is this?”

She moved, and the whole net swayed instantly.

Under this shaking, Ran Shaotang instinctively grabbed Zhong Jiuchou who was guarding the side.

Zhong Jiuchou sighed helplessly: "It should be in the belly of Changshou Mountain."

They fell in from Changshou Mountain and were caught in the air by the net. They didn't know how the mountain was hollowed out and who was the net.

"It's too cold here, I have to find a way to get out." Ran Shaotang wrapped his cloak tightly, looked at Zhong Jiuchou, hesitated for a moment, put the cloak on him, and the two of them wrapped one together, close together.

She thought, he didn't know that he was a woman anyway.

Finally, Jiuchou suddenly became warm, and a wisp of fragrance on Ran Shaotang's hair was smelled at the end of his nose, and his face became inexplicably hot.

Fortunately, in the darkness, Ran Shaotang couldn't see his strangeness.

He moved aside, and the two separated a little.

Although he always held her in his arms when he was fighting with someone just now, and he had no thoughts in his heart. He only wanted to protect her.

Now, it seems that he and her are the only ones left in the whole world. Instead, he can't help but think about a lot of things he shouldn't have thought about.

Ran Shaotang didn't know that he was thinking about it, so he moved to him strangely: "Aren't you afraid of freezing to death? Come here."

Finally, Jiuchou thought about it, and after a long struggle of pure thoughts, he leaned over to Ran Shaotang silently and obediently.

He thought, she didn't know he knew she was a woman.

Ran Shaotang tried hard to open his eyes wide, trying to see clearly whether the darkness under him was a land or abyss. Until her eyes became sour, she could not tell the result.

Zhong Jiuchou advised: "Don't think about it. First concentrate and calm your energy and nourish your mind. Your internal injuries have not healed yet. We cannot take risks now."

Ran Shaotang nodded, and couldn't help but worry when he remembered that his arm was injured.

"Get the fire break closer and I'll help you bandage the wound. When we both rest, it's not too late to think of a way out." Anyway, there are either evil wolves or dead murderers outside, so I'm afraid I'll die when I go out. Why not hide here and take a breath first.

In the end, Jiuchou did not refuse, stretched out his injured arm, and held the fire stick with his other hand to illuminate it.

Ran Shaotang saw that his arm was covered with scars, old and new, and his flesh and blood were flying. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his muscles, so he couldn't help but sigh, took out the Jinchuang medicine he had with him, and asked him while treating the wound.

"The Longyuan Sword is so charming and worth your risk. You see, the person who wants to kill us today also said that you want the whereabouts of the Longyuan Sword. It seems that if you don't hand over the sword, there will be more trouble in the future. Isn't it that the Young Master of Shura Palace? He just takes a sword, but he has to take action himself. Does your palace master care about your life or death?"

If we have to put it in the past, Ran Shaotang was so nagging, Jiuchou would eventually fight back.

Today, when I heard her scolding herself, not only did I not get angry, but I felt happy.

He endured the pain and watched Shaotang bandage his wounds with the faint light, and his heart was filled with unspeakable beauty.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ran Shaotang felt something was wrong, so he glanced at him and said sarcastically: "Uncle Master, why are you mute? You are not very good at talking?"

Finally, Jiuchou felt particularly harsh when he heard the words "Little Master Uncle" and reminded her dissatisfiedly: "Don't call me Little Master Uncle in the future. And he also called me sarcastically. It's annoying to listen."

"Huh? Didn't you always want to be my uncle? You forgot what you did in Jingshan so quickly? Or do you dislike this young generation and want to go to the next level? Don't you want to be a disciple of your master, right?"

Ran Shaotang was so serious that he didn't stop, and he tore off the monk's robe on his body and wrapped his arms into rice dumplings.

Finally, Jiuchou grinned.

This stinky girl is so cruel. She wears a strap and tries hard as if she wants to strangle a wolf to death.

The tenderness that had just happened was destroyed by Ran Shaotang's fierce operation.

He snorted and said, "You and I are only a few years apart. Now that you have grown up, you don't have to keep "Uncle Master" on your lips, just call me Jiuchou."

Ran Shaotang widened his eyes in shock, grabbed Zhong Jiuchou's hand holding the fire pie, and lifted it hard in front of him. She leaned over and looked him up and down carefully, and saw Zhong Jiuchou and felt itchy: "What are you looking at?"

Ran Shaotang yelled: "Look at you. I'm really afraid that I'll fall from such a high place just now and replace your soul. Why did the person who used to love taking advantage of his seniority suddenly change his sexual desire?"

"Aren't you possessed by a ghost?" Ran Shaotang leaned forward again.

Finally, Jiuchou heard her breath and blushed uncontrollably.

"What are you talking nonsense? It used to be a joke. Now that you are growing up, you don't have to call me uncle." Zhong Jiuchou turned his face sideways.

He knew Ran Shaotang's secret, but he did not dare to expose it, but he still treated her as a man... This was simply torture.

Ran Shaotang wrapped his cloak and pulled him up to him, mocking him, "I can't call you uncle when I grow up, but Senior Brother Man Hui and Senior Brother Ye Yunfeng are as big as you, why do you still call you uncle? By the way, Senior Brother Ji Gang is older than you? You didn't say you didn't want them to call you uncle."

Ran Shaotang thought for a while and said, "My aunt and master are much older than you, but you call her senior sister. Oh, what's the reason for this? The junior uncle is here, so you don't have to worry about what I call you. Let's think about how we can go out first."

In the end, Jiuchou had never thought about this problem carefully. Today, when Ran Shaotang broke the window paper, he felt that he was indeed a different age between him and her.

Although he joined the Medicine King Sect with Xu and Weishe in order to complete the task assigned by Uncle Hand, in the past few years, Ran Shaotang has always regarded himself as his junior nephew, and for a while, he may not be able to change it.

If you can't change it, will it affect his marriage to her?
Chapter completed!