Zhan Wuya continued to be in seclusion for more than four months this time, and was briefly interrupted on the day Yu Huang broke through the Grandmaster. After Yu Huang successfully broke through and left the training area, Zhan Wuya continued to be in seclusion.

Zhan Wuya had done a monthly mission for five months in one breath. Seeing that the retreat time was about to expire, he had to end the retreat and leave the training area.

He plans to go to the announcement hall to collect the monthly task card, and continue to retreat after completing the task.

Coincidentally, Ye Qingyang came out of the time and space tunnel and was about to go to the announcement hall when he received a message from Zhan Xiaoya.

Zhan Xiaoya's avatar is naturally her intimate photo.

The inch light will infinitely enlarge a person's face, and Zhan Xiaoya's face will clearly see a centipede scar.

Zhan Wuya stared at the avatar, but became silent, and was a little afraid of receiving Zhan Xiaoya's message.

Knowing that the rib in his body was Zhan Xiaoya's, and that Zhan Xiaoya would be disfigured by him, Zhan Wuya was full of guilt against Zhan Xiaoya. After understanding Zhan Xiaoya's thoughts towards him, Zhan Wuya didn't know how to face her.

It is the hardest to clarify if you owe others a kindness.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhan Wuya opened the message.

After reading the information, Zhan Wuya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he learned that Zhan Xiaoya was going to help Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao contact him.

【Just come, five minutes.】

After replying to this message, Zhan Wuya turned around, turned his back to the announcement hall and walked towards the Miracle Square at the front of the teaching area.

At this moment, there were not many people in Miracle Square, so Zhan Wuya saw three people sitting on the stairs below the statue at a glance. Other students who gathered in the square chatting or passing by, and after noticing Zhan Wuya's figure, they all gave him a gaze.

Zhan Wuya has long been used to being attracted by the attention of thousands of people.

He walked towards the three people with a calm expression.

Sheng Xiao and the others also noticed Zhan Wuya, and the three of them stood up at the same time.

"Student Sheng Xiao, Classmate Yu Huang." After greeting the two, Zhan Wuya bowed his head and nodded to Zhan Xiaoya and shouted: "Senior Sister Xiaoya."

Zhan Xiaoya noticed that Zhan Wuya was avoiding suspicion. She nodded coldly and asked him: "Didn't you bother you?"

"No, I just finished my retreat today." Zhan Wuya looked at Sheng Xiao and asked him: "Do you want to know about Sheng Pinghui?"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao asked Zhan Wuya: "Sheng Pinghui is my grandfather. He fell 170 years ago. I wonder if the senior Wuya's senior brother is in line with my grandfather's information?"

"Senior Brother Sheng Pinghui did die 170 years ago."

Zhan Wuya looked around and said to Sheng Xiao and the others: "If there is nothing important, why don't we go back to the lake island to talk?"

"That's OK."

The four of them went back to the accommodation area together, and Zhan Xiaoya took the initiative to propose: "Wuya, I don't know about Senior Brother Sheng Pinghui, so I won't follow you. I'll go back to the dormitory first."

Zhan Wuya nodded, "Okay."

Watching Zhan Xiaoya leave, Zhan Wuya then took Yu Huang and the others on a cruise ship and went to Hudao Villa.

Zhan Wuya directly took Yu Huang and the others to his villa building.

Zhan Wuya lives in Villa No. 100, his house is on the east side of Lake Island, while Yu Huang and his friends live in Villa No. 1000, which is on the west side of Lake Island, which are two completely opposite roads.

The villas here all have the same decoration style, and the interior design is slightly different. There is no screening room or reception room on the first floor of Zhan Wuya’s home. It should have been the location of the reception room, but it was made into a library, while the screening room was made into a practice room.

Zhan Wuya’s villa has obviously been reinstalled, and all the sofas in the house are black and white, simple but not lacking in style.

"Please sit down, I'll cook you a cup of snow tea, which is my specialty of Zhan Shenshan."

"Then it's a labor."

Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao sat side by side on a three-person black fabric sofa. Sheng Xiao lowered his head and thought about the charming monster. Yu Huang was looking at the decorations of Zhan Wuya's home. She noticed that the walls of Zhan Wuya's home were pure white, and there were two ink-style calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. One of the paintings was a bit childish, and the painting was painted with a dying moth.

She stared at the moth that had clearly broken its wings but was trying to shake it, and took a few more glances.

Soon, Zhan Wuya came to the living room with a tray.

On the black tray, there were two snow-white tea cups. The tea in the cup was clear and an ice-colored snowflake floated in the water. Zhan Wuya first handed the cup of tea on the left to Yu Huang, and this time he handed another cup of tea to Sheng Xiao.

Zhan Wuya told them: "Snowflake grass is the unique spiritual herb of my War God clan. Its roots and leaves are all black, but every spring comes back to the earth, it will bloom a crystal clear white flower. Drinking snowflake tea for a long time can wash away the filth in the human body."

A touch of tenderness suddenly appeared between Zhan Wuya's eyebrows. He said, "Since I was a child, my master always asked me to drink more snowflakes. I think, maybe the rapid practice over the years is inseparable from the effects of this snowflake tea."

Hearing this, Sheng Xiao picked up the snowflake tea and took a sip. He found that the tea was slightly iced and sweet. After it entered the stomach, his throat suddenly felt moisturized, and even his mood became more comfortable. He praised: "Good tea." He put down the tea cup and noticed that Yu Huang was about to drink tea. Sheng Xiao suddenly stopped Yu Huang's movement and looked up and asked Zhan Wuya: "Senior Wuya, can pregnant women drink this tea?"

Zhan Wuya's first reaction was confusion, but he quickly understood what Sheng Xiao meant.

He looked at Yu Huang in surprise and asked Yu Huang: "Student Yu Huang, are you pregnant?"

Yu Huang nodded with his eyes down and his cheeks were slightly red.

Zhan Wuya first said congratulations to them, and then said: "Don't worry, snowflake tea is also good for pregnant women, and it's okay to drink as much as you want."

Sheng Xiao then let go of Yu Huang's hand.

Yu Huang drank all the cup of tea and suddenly pointed to the moth picture on the wall and asked Zhan Wuya: "Senior Wuya, that painting is very special, it must be made by a famous artist."

Zhan Wuya looked in the direction of Yu Huang's finger.

Seeing that Yu Huang was talking about the moth picture, Zhan Wuya told Yu Huang: "That is my master's painting." Zhan Wuya got up and walked under the wall. He looked up at the painting and explained in a low voice: "During that time, I was confused and doubted about myself, and I couldn't see the way forward. Master knew that I was in a bottleneck, so he made a picture of moths living to death, intending to tell me not to be depressed. Even a dying moth wanted to shake its wings and soar in the sky, let alone a human."

"This picture inspired me to come to this day and has extraordinary significance to me. Although it is not a famous painting, it is a famous work in my heart."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao sincerely praised: "The Emperor of Jiuxiao is really intent."

Yu Huang pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, but stared at the painting without blinking.
Chapter completed!