It's a pleasure to touch porcelain

The mountain wind stopped for a moment.

Jiang Muyan stood up - he couldn't hear anything now, the sound of vegetation, insects, and running water all disappeared, the mountains held their breath, and in the blue sky, even the flowing clouds stopped their pace.

"What's going on?" Jiang Muyan looked at her palm and asked herself, "...Did it succeed?"

As soon as the voice fell, everything around suddenly became active again, the voice of all things suddenly returned, and a strong wind rose from nowhere, blowing the fallen leaves and flowers to the charming eyes, and also blowing away the large cloud just now.

Qingyue's piercing sound resounded above his head, and a pitch-black flying sword pierced the sky with great momentum. It was as fast as an arrow leaving the string, but when it approached the ground, it suddenly slowed down and landed smoothly on the river. In front of Mu Yan.

The visitor put away the flying sword unhurriedly after landing, and the pitch-black long sword instantly turned into a black old-fashioned long-handled umbrella, which he held casually in his hand.

According to common sense, this should be the fairy from Yueluoshan, but Jiang Muyan had deep doubts about it.

The person who came was a man about his age, he was really handsome and had the appearance of a celestial being—but he had silver hair and blue eyes, and his facial features were profound with obvious Western characteristics, not to mention he was wearing a retro three-piece suit A patterned suit, hair combed back, gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, and the flying sword even turned into an umbrella—however you look at it, you are a traditional gentleman or an elite in a certain industry—rather than a legendary fairy .

Not even the nationality is right.

Jiang Muyan was shaken in his heart, but he was a man who had been in the arms business and had been the president of Yuancheng Heavy Industry for nearly ten years. At this moment, he didn't show any emotion on his face, and his cold demeanor made him compare with the "immortal" opposite him. It looks even more fairy, and the mouth is a pure British accent: "Excuseme, canyouspeakCinese?"

——Jiang Muyan doesn't believe that the local gods in Yueluoshan can't understand Chinese.

"Naturally." The face of the visitor was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of arrogance, as if Jiang Muyan asked an extremely stupid question.

"Who are you?" Jiang Muyan asked in a deep voice.

"The No. 20 seventh-generation Patriarch of the Ye Family in Suiye City in the Lower Western Region, the Great Elder of the Moonfall Mountain Lingwu League." The man clasped his hands and performed an ancient ceremony, instantly erasing the boundaries of time, space and race, "Ye Chi is also."

"Are you the fairy from Yueluo Mountain?" Jiang Muyan continued to ask.

"Hello." Ye Zhi spread his hands, showing a speechless expression, "What are you doing, little guy? Is it fun to pretend that you don't know me? To be honest, I will give lessons to British exorcists in a while."

Jiang Muyan resisted the urge to hit someone, and declared solemnly: "I don't know you."

"Oh?" Ye Zhi's brows furrowed and then relaxed, and then he showed a playful expression, "Then it's interesting, you guy——with a human skin on, you really behave like a good person."

Jiang Muyan took a deep breath, calmed down, and tried her best to make a respectful gesture: "This is my lover, and his body is the river of Yueluoshan. Can you save him?"

"No." Ye Zhi refused very simply.

The veins on the back of Jiang Muyan's hands were bulging, and there was no doubt that he was going to beat someone up in the next second.

"But—" Ye Zhi took a deep breath and changed the topic, "Although I can't save you, you can."

"Huh?" Jiang Muyan was puzzled, half-believing, "What should I do?"

"Come... I'll teach you." Ye Zhi showed an evil smile, and Jiang Muyan felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Ye Zhi appeared behind him in the next second.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Zhi slapped Jiang Muyan on the back of the head with his palm, Jiang Muyan took advantage of the situation to resist - he has practiced close combat, muay thai, and shooting for many years since he was a boy, whether it is strength or reaction Speed ​​is among the best. When Jiang Muyan quit the military industry on his own way, Jiang Muyan was hunted down by almost all gangsters, but he never tasted defeat.

However, today is an exception.

In the face of Ye Zhi's absolute power above the limit of human beings, all the things Jiang Muyan had practiced for many years lost their effectiveness, but after resisting for a few seconds, Ye Zhi pressed the back of his head and pushed him into the water at once. No matter how he struggled, it didn't help.

Ye Zhi's smiling voice sounded like a devil's whisper, and he said, "Oh, it's very simple, when you die - you'll understand what to do."

Jiang Muyan yelled at this evil "fairy" in her heart, the feeling of suffocation was more than a second, her lungs hurt like it was about to explode, her vision gradually blurred, and the white light spots in front of her eyes became one piece - already The hallucinations of the time of dying have already appeared, and all thoughts and emotions fade away like a tide at this moment, replaced by the bit by bit of experience with Qi Guang, Qi Guang's shallow dimples and bright eyes.

Jiang Muyan once imagined who he would miss before he died. He used to think it was his parents, his sister, or his rare friend Lian Que, but he never thought that he would have a lover named Qi Wei, whose body is Water, at first sight, is forever.

Jiang Muyan couldn't even imagine that he was drowned in Qi Guang's body in the end.

——But from this point of view, it seems that this is not too bad, at least we are together in the end, Jiang Muyan thought to himself mockingly, finally exhausted the last bit of consciousness, and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing that the man under him was no longer struggling, and he was indeed dead, Ye Zhi let go of his poisonous hand, squatted beside Jiang Muyan's body and observed for a long time, smiled, and said to himself: "Okay, it's just right .”

He killed a good young man without changing his face, but the murderer had no shame on his face, he didn't even bother to run away, so he just found a big flat rock by the river, brushed away the fallen leaves and sat down, glanced at his watch, Ye After thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the first number in the address book. His tone was gentle and steady, and he said, "Rong Yuan, I have some things to deal with. Today you will take care of them for me." Let the exorcist go to class."

"What's wrong?" There was a clear and gentle male voice on the other end of the phone, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Ye Zhi said lightly, "It's the little guys on Yueluo Mountain who need my help."

"I see, be careful in everything, and call me if you can't figure it out."

"I understand." Ye Zhi lowered his eyelashes, and his tone suddenly became a little coquettish, "Rong Yuan, I miss you a little bit."

Rong Yuan on the other end of the phone couldn't help laughing: "Stop making trouble, you've only been gone for less than an hour."

"Not seeing each other every day is like three autumns." Ye Zhi has a shameless face and a very greasy image.

"You're enough." Rong Yuan couldn't help laughing, "Junior Sister Linlang came to me for something, so she hung up."

"Oh." Ye Zhi put away his mobile phone, looked at the one lying on the ground and the one floating in the water boredly, and sighed: "Kids, you'd better hurry up, brother, I'm still in a hurry to go home."