The villains are all my vests

Chapter 231 Once upon a time there was a Cangming Mountain (23)

Wu Xian's voice with a smile sounded casually behind Song Yufeng: "It seems that Yufeng is reluctant to part with me for a moment."

Song Yufeng choked for a while, stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and managed to stabilize his figure: "What nonsense?"

Wu Xian looked at him with a smile.

Zhao Lu felt a little weird, but couldn't say it out. He was not a careful person, so he didn't think much about it: "It's time to go."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Lu sacrificed Cangming, and with a flick of her figure, she was already standing firmly on top of Cangming.

Song Yufeng didn't care about talking nonsense with Wu Xian, and hurriedly wanted to climb up Cangming, but as soon as he moved his feet, Zhao Lu flew up with Cangming.

"..." Song Yufeng was like an abandoned kitten: "Master."

Zhao Lu had a kind face on his face: "My dear disciple, the skill of controlling the sword can only be honed by yourself."

The implication is that Song Yufeng should stop rubbing against Zhaolu like before.

Song Yufeng hesitated to speak.

Wu Xian took Song Yufeng's expression into his eyes, and he slowly raised his lips: "Why don't you come with me?"

After finishing speaking, Song Yufeng put his hand on his belt, hooked his white fingers, and untied the knot of the belt.

Song Yufeng was taken aback: "It's broad daylight, bright and bright, why did you suddenly start taking off your clothes? I warn you, no!"

Wu Xian's movements paused, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit evil: "What can't be done?"

"Do...do..." Song Yufeng instinctively felt that his answer might be in Wu Xian's arms, he swallowed, and changed the subject abruptly: "Anyway, you are not allowed to take off your clothes."

Wu Xian sighed lowly: "I just untied my belt."

"Untying the belt is the first step in undressing." Song Yufeng said vigilantly.

"Little Yufeng." Wu Xian suddenly called affectionately.

Song Yufeng's entire back aroused countless chills.

Wu Xian said with a half-smile: "Untying the belt does not mean taking off your clothes. Similarly, there are certain things that you can do without untying the belt."

Following Wu Xian's words, Song Yufeng immediately thought of a scene that was very unsuitable for children, and his face flushed red.

After all, he is young, and he is still at the stage of "talking about things on paper" about men and women.

Song Yufeng imagined that Wu Xian didn't understand his belt, he lifted up his robe and took off his trousers..., and glared at Wu Xian with a red face, "Shameless!"

"..." Wu Xian's expression was extraordinarily innocent: "This is just my talisman."

Song Yufeng had a look of disbelief.

Wu Xian threw the belt slowly, and the bright red belt floated in the air for no reason, it seemed soft but not soft, hard but not hard, and Song Yufeng was dumbfounded.

Who the hell would use a belt as a talisman.

Wu Xian is really sick!

Song Yufeng deepened this impression in his heart.

Wu Xian raised his right foot, and the next moment, the person appeared above the belt.

He turned his head and looked down at Song Yufeng condescendingly, with the corner of his mouth raised: "Do you need me to take you?"

Song Yufeng snorted coldly, and turned around to join Gu Zhihuan and the others.

Compared to the eccentric Wu Xian, Song Yufeng felt that Gu Zhihuan had become much more pleasing to the eye.

It's a pity that Gu Zhihuan would wait for Song Yufeng, tossing and tossing for a while, when Song Yufeng turned around again, the road was already empty, and the black carriage turned into a sesame seed big spot at the end of the road.

Song Yufeng: "..."

Wu Xian waited for him patiently: "Come up?"

"I can do it myself." The corner of Song Yufeng's mouth twitched, and he sacrificed his mahogany sword helplessly.

Fortunately, during this period of time, under Wu Xian's oppression, Song Yufeng's sword control skills have improved a lot, at least when he goes up, he won't fall for another dog and eat shit.

Thinking of this, Song Yufeng's back straightened a lot.

He can do it!

he can!
So, Song Yufeng thought he was arrogant and raised his chin to Wu Xian: "Let's go."

Wu Xian glanced at Song Yufeng's legs complicatedly, hesitating whether to tell him that his legs were trembling...

For a moment, Wu Xian calmly withdrew his gaze and rose into the air with Song Yufeng.

Song Yufeng had never tried to fly so high, and his movements were very jerky.

Wu Xian followed him unhurriedly, and would help Song Yufeng calmly from time to time when he was about to fall.

Inside the carriage.

Han Yue stared at the ice prism in Gu Zhihuan's hand with a complicated expression.

In the mirror, Wu Xian's small movements were completely exposed to his and Gu Zhihuan's sight.

Han Yue didn't want to be nosy at first, but Wu Xian's behavior was too weird. He opened his mouth and said with some difficulty: "Elder Sister..."

"Huh?" Gu Zhihuan turned his head slightly.

A few disobedient long hairs slipped from behind her ears and hung on the side of her face.

Han Yue's hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to help her put it behind her ears, but he still held back.

"Wu Xian seems to be very kind to Second Senior Brother?" Han Yue asked.

Gu Zhihuan nodded: "Indeed."

"Why did he—"

"Are you envious?"

"Ah?" Han Yue was stunned.

Gu Zhihuan raised her hand and touched Han Yue's head. She moved quickly, and before Han Yue could react, she had already retracted it.

"Don't be envious, I will treat you better." Gu Zhihuan said flatly.

Han Yue opened his mouth wide.

What did he want to ask just now...

For the first time in his lifetime, Han Yue experienced what it was like to have a muddled mind.

However, Gu Zhihuan had already thrown the ice prism into Han Yue's hand: "I'll rest for a while."

Han Yue looked at Gu Zhihuan with complicated eyes, and said sullenly, "Okay."

after awhile.

Han Yue couldn't help but secretly glanced at the ice prism in his hand.

What does it mean to be better for him...

Han Yue pursed his lips tightly.

into the night.

Gu Zhihuan woke up and turned around.

Han Yue said in a low voice: "Elder Sister, I've arrived in Ganzhou."

Gu Zhihuan moved her somewhat sore upper body, took out the shark beads she was carrying, looked through the message left by Chaolu, and lazily said: "Master is already waiting for us at the inn."

"What inn?" Han Yue asked.

"I don't know." Gu Zhihuan said.

"..." Han Yue's eyes twitched: "Didn't the master tell you?"

"I don't know." Gu Zhihuan said.

"..." Han Yue remained silent for a longer time.

Gu Zhihuan sat up, "I don't know the name of the inn."

Han Yue finally came back to his senses, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and sighed helplessly: "Elder Sister, you are playing tricks on me again."

The corner of Gu Zhihuan's mouth curled up, she got up abruptly, half of her face was almost pressed against Han Yue's.

Han Yue was caught off guard, and his upper body stiffened instantly.

Gu Zhihuan said slowly, "Don't you like it?"

Han Yue clenched his fists, looking flustered.

hi...like...

It's a pity that Han Yue's Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, as if a seal had been pasted on his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word.

He was so anxious that the corners of his eyes were a little red.

Gu Zhihuan smiled lightly and lay back down: "Let's go, master is waiting for us."

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