"I know." Xiao ran responded.
He put on his clothes and washed up. He felt a little more awake.
Looking at the sky, the storm had stopped.
The sun shone after the rain, and rainbows hung in the sky. It was like a dream.
"It finally stopped." Xiao ran said.
He went out.
The two of them rushed towards the divine sword guards.
On the way, Xiao Zhou could not help but ask,"my aunt did not return last night. Did she spend the night at your place?"
Pausing for a moment, he seemed to be considering his words as he carefully probed.
"Brother Xiao, you're so tired. Tell me the truth, did something happen between you two? Do something beyond the relationship of friends?"
Xiao ran gave him a kick."Go back and ask your aunt!"
It was the divine sword guards 'turn.
Daoist priest Xuan Yang's injuries had already recovered, and he was waiting in the courtyard with Shen Yiming.
"They're here. " Shen Yiming said.