The villains are all my vests

Chapter 213 Once upon a time there was a Cangming Mountain (5)

After being hungry for two or three days, Han Goudan wandered to Tiansupo unconsciously, and met the Cangming faction who came to pick up people.

After Song Yufeng finished listening, he scolded Han Goudan's parents bloody: "If it were me, I would pretend that I didn't hear anything."

Han Goudan was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "They told me that on purpose that night."

Deliberately make him feel guilty, make him afraid, let him leave voluntarily.

Song Yufeng suddenly pursed his lips.

Han Goudan didn't speak any more.

Even when he got to the foot of Cangming Mountain and saw the towering Cangming Mountain, like a fairyland, Han Goudan still didn't say a word.

As soon as Zhaolu arrived at Cangming Mountain, she couldn't wait to leave.

Song Yufeng almost fell off his sword, and couldn't help complaining: "Master, what do you do in that cave every day, could it be that there are people hiding in it?"

Gu Zhihuan shook his head.

Song Yufeng asked curiously: "Elder Sister, have you ever been to the cave where Master retreated?"

"No." Gu Zhihuan paused, "Master won't let me."

Song Yufeng curled his lips in disappointment.

His eyeballs fell on Han Goudan.

Gu Zhihuan said coldly: "The Cangming sect has no rules, except for one, you must never go to the back mountain, especially the cave where the master retreats."

"En." Han Goudan responded.

Song Yufeng's bad idea was snuffed out by Gu Zhihuan before it even started.

Gu Zhihuan looked sideways at Han Goudan, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just waved his hand: "Go and clean up with Song Yufeng."

Han Goudan obviously didn't like Song Yufeng very much, but after hearing what Gu Zhihuan said, he still followed Song Yufeng.

Song Yufeng was quite depressed: "Why don't you like me anymore?"

He's obviously good-looking and can speak well, but he can't compare to that animal-faced Gu Zhihuan?
Han Goudan said seriously: "You are not a good person."

"Who said that?"

"you."

"..."

Song Yufeng regretted it at the time: "At that time, I was in a hurry, and I said the wrong thing."

"What you say in a hurry is the sincerity." Han Goudan said.

Song Yufeng was so angry that his teeth itched.

It's a pity that seeing Han Goudan's obviously malnourished appearance, Song Yufeng really didn't want to do it.

Forget it.

Let's get fat first.

Song Yufeng not only took Han Goudan to wash up, but also took him for a walk around Cangming Mountain.

Han Goudan quickly memorized this place.

Cangming sent not many people.

There are only three inner disciples including Han Goudan.

Outer disciples such as Bai Zhi and the others add up to about 500 people.

But usually I hardly meet people.

Han Goudan's dream of doing laundry and cooking was shattered.

Although he started late, like Gu Zhihuan and Song Yufeng, he enjoys the treatment of an inner disciple.

Song Yufeng wanted to let Bai Zhi follow Han Goudan, but Han Goudan refused without hesitation.

"Why do you have such a bad temper with Senior Sister?" Song Yufeng said.

"Big sister?" Han Goudan's eyes finally changed.

Song Yufeng wanted to remind Han Goudan that Gu Zhihuan is not a gentle and harmless person.

But when he thought that Han Goudan always made him uncomfortable, he didn't mention it again.

Song Yufeng looked at the cleaned Hangoudan, clicked his tongue: "I didn't expect you to look good after washing it."

Han Goudan frowned slightly.

He shrugged self-deprecatingly: "You also read faces?"

Song Yufeng knew that he thought of his childhood experience, felt unhappy, hesitated for a moment, and finally put his hand on Han Goudan's head.

Han Goudan wanted to avoid it.

Song Yufeng didn't give him this chance this time.

Dealing with a child who is still a mortal, Song Yufeng was too lazy to find the confidence as the second senior brother.

Seeing Han Goudan's head being held in his palm, Song Yufeng softened his voice: "Why do you listen to those words, our Cangming faction never believes in evil."

Han Goudan said: "I don't have spiritual roots...can I practice?"

"Of course." Song Yufeng puffed up his chest: "Our Cangming faction, from the elder sister to you, there is no one with spiritual roots."

Han Goudan said in a low voice, "It doesn't sound very powerful."

Song Yufeng stared.

He slapped the boulder on the side of the road with a slap, and the boulder cracked in response.

Han Goudan froze.

Song Yufeng withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and said triumphantly, "How is it? Am I good?"

Han Goudan's eyes fell on Song Yufeng's hand: "Does your hand hurt?"

"...It doesn't hurt." Song Yufeng's mouth twitched.

"It's all red."

"It's normal." Song Yufeng slapped his swollen face to pretend to be fat: "Forget it, don't mention this, I'll take you to have a meal."

Han Goudan looked down at the ground: "I want to see Eldest Sister."

"Huh?" Song Yufeng almost thought he heard it wrong.

"Elder Sister only told me to wash up, but she didn't let me eat yet." Han Goudan said.

Song Yufeng: "..."

Why didn't I see you so obedient in front of me.

Song Yufeng had no choice but to take Han Goudan.

This person has a stubborn and hard temper, like a stinky stone.

Song Yufeng had no choice but to bring Han Goudan to Gu Zhihuan's yard.

It's just that Song Yufeng doesn't want to have too much contact with Gu Zhihuan, you know, every time he stays with Gu Zhihuan for more than an hour, Gu Zhihuan can always think of a new way to torment him.

Over time, Song Yufeng has gotten used to not provoking Gu Zhihuan.

Han Goudan didn't mind Song Yufeng leaving him behind.

He stood outside Gu Zhihuan's yard, clutching his robe awkwardly.

The same other courtyard, Song Yufeng's other courtyard looks luxurious and rich, while Gu Zhihuan's other courtyard is more cold and simple.

Han Goudan was a little apprehensive.

Gu Zhihuan is actually not scary, she is good-looking and often smiles, but it just gives people a chilling feeling.

But Han Goudan couldn't help but want to get closer to her.

Thinking of the faint woody smell in Gu Zhihuan's sleeve when Gu Zhihuan rolled herself into the long sword, Han Goudan became more and more at a loss.

Gu Zhihuan's other courtyard is unattended.

Fortunately, the other courtyards of the inner disciples all have the same layout.

Relying on the path he memorized, Han Goudan buried his head in it.

There are many unknown herbs planted in the yard.

Han Goudan carefully avoided them.

An ice couch was placed horizontally in the backyard.

The threatening cold came from the ice bed.

Han Goudan couldn't help but sniffed, and his teeth clenched together unconsciously.

On the ice bed, Gu Zhihuan was lying lazily with his eyes closed.

Han Goudan secretly looked at Gu Zhihuan.

Unlike anyone Han Goudan has ever met, Gu Zhihuan's coldness comes from his bones.

Her eyebrows are not thick, but the thickness is appropriate, but because they are raised upwards, they give off a chilling chill.

The corner of the mouth curled into a smile that looked like a smile but not a smile, which softened the evil spirit between the brows, and added a little more amazing beauty and flirtatiousness.

Han Goudan moved his eyes hastily, and happened to meet a pair of dark and bright eyes like ink.

"Elder Sister..."

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