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Fang Yun followed him, and recited it in a dignified way: "Qi Yan..."

When he followed it, it seemed that he was gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to crush the name between his teeth.

Li Wushuang felt goose bumps all over his body.

What did the suzerain suddenly ask about this matter?

In the end, he was the one who caused the little beast to run away because of his poor supervision. Now the suzerain managed to find another medicine, but failed again. Now mentioning this matter makes Li Wushuang feel very guilty.

He looked at his suzerain, and tentatively asked: "Sovereign?"

Fang Yun said coldly: "I saw him again."

Li Wushuang raised his eyes and took a peek at him, but didn't dare to say anything.

Fang Yun squinted his eyes: "Not only did he enter the No. [-] sect of the Righteous Way, he learned some strange skills, but he also ruined my good deeds. I just feel so strange."

The suzerain looked at him with narrowed eyes, as if he meant something.Li Wushuang responded immediately: "The suzerain is wise, the subordinate understands, and the subordinate will arrange this matter immediately."

In addition to being a dog leg, this left protector is like a roundworm in a person's stomach. If he has a little attitude, this protector can guess it thoroughly, and he will never let him say a word.

Fang Yun nodded and stopped talking.

When Li Wushuang came out of the magic palace, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and this person looked a little ugly.

He first went to find the demon cultivator who was traveling with the suzerain this time, and after asking about the general situation, he became furious, raised his boots and kicked a demon cultivator over, and then cursed: "A bunch of trash! You can't even do such trivial things well, are you worthy of the suzerain's trust in you!"

Li Wushuang kicked the demon cultivators hard several times in a row, and then he felt his anger subside.

He snorted coldly, folded his arms and stopped the movement of his feet.

The suzerain's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

As the number one sect of righteousness, the Yunchen sect, like that little bastard who has stayed in the Demon Realm for such a long time and has a year of dirty experience, is impossible to recruit into the sect, so who is helping? Him, cover up his past?

It's time to investigate and investigate.

After Fang Yun watched Li Wushuang leave pretending to be deep in the bedroom, he immediately stood up and walked out of the palace quickly, heading for his practice room.

It would be bad for Zuo Hufa to find him, but he still wanted the incarnation.

At this time, in the tavern far away in Zhengdao territory, in the innermost room, with the windows sealed and the door bolted from the inside, there were suddenly a few soft sounds.

Immediately, because of the age, the old door creaked open, and a pale and thin young man came out from the dusty room.

A group of little demon cultivators in the tavern were extremely keenly aware of these noises, and stopped their movements as if they had been pressed the pause button. gathered together.

When all the demon cultivators lined up obediently under the stairs, the young man happened to be walking down the stairs. He looked a little out of shape, and his footsteps were a little vain.

Although the group of little demon cultivators felt that it was like an ice cellar had been opened upstairs, and there was a hint of cold and gloomy feeling coming from the stairs, which made people feel chills, they still put on courteous and flattering smiles on their faces. , Seeing him coming, he immediately got out of the way: "My lord, are you here?"

Fang Yun nodded absent-mindedly, staggered down, walked behind the counter, lifted his clothes and sat down.

I just felt that the chair was still warm, and someone should have sat on it just now.

After going through his business network here again in his mind, he raised his head and looked at the demon cultivators who were eagerly looking at him, as if he had just recovered.

Fang Yun raised his hand, and tapped on the counter with his slender fingertips: "Bring me all the account books of recent years, and I will go through them again myself."

The demon cultivators asked cautiously: "Your Excellency, do you want to see recent years?"

Fang Yun seemed to think about it for a while, tapped his fingertips on the counter twice, and then replied after a moment: "I take it year by year. bring it."

The demon cultivators didn't dare to question why he suddenly wanted to look at this kind of thing, so they immediately let out a "hey" and scattered around to get the account book for him.

Before Fang Yun came over, he had just hinted to Li Wushuang to go and see how an unknown person like Qi Yan got into the Yunchen Sect.

But Fang Yun knew all too well in his heart that of course he instructed his subordinates to fake his experience for Qi Yan.

Although he had smoothed out the traces as much as possible after he finished the series of actions of eliminating Qi Yan's fellow disciples and sending Qi Yan to the door, cut off the connection between this place and the demon cultivator who organized this matter, and switched back and forth. Many small magicians.

But on the one hand, it is uncertain whether there are any flaws that will be found out, and on the other hand, I am afraid that there will be troubles in the future, so it is best to find out the situation here more clearly.

After a while, the demon cultivators came back with stacks of ledgers, and put them in front of Fang Yun: "My lord, this year's turnover is here."

Fang Yun nodded, reached out and picked up a book, opened it and read it carefully.

The coffin face didn't dare to leave without authorization, so it waited beside him, waiting for instructions.

Fang Yun explained all kinds of matters while reading, and almost finished most of the accounts in the evening, and explained all the broken lines.

As soon as he closed an account book with his front foot, he heard a familiar drumbeat.

It was Qi Yan calling him.

Fang Yun held his forehead for a moment, turned his eyes slightly and glanced at the demon cultivators next to him, and confessed: "Suddenly remembered something. Don't collect the account for now. I'll look at it when I come back. I told you to go first." go a head."

After the coffin face answered "Yes", Fang Yun felt relieved, and left the tavern in a hurry.

When he followed that trace of divine sense, Qi Yan was sitting in the teahouse drinking tea, and he had been waiting for a while.

As soon as Fang Yun landed, he strode towards him, with a soft smile on his face, and called, "Qi Yan."

Qi Yan heard the sound and looked back.

Fang Yun knew that the current Qi Yan was no longer just a half-grown boy with an immature heart like a few years ago, and when he saw himself, he rarely showed that kind of happy, crazy, sunny expression. smile.

Sure enough, when Qi Yan saw that Fang Yun was coming, he twitched the corners of his lips and showed a simple smile. He didn't stand up and wag his tail wildly, nor did he rush over directly, but said, "Brother Fang."

After saying hello, he picked up a teacup from the table, rinsed it, poured a cup of tea, and placed it opposite him.

Fang Yun let out a "hmm", walked up to him, sat down opposite him, smiled knowingly and asked: "I think today is not a holiday, why do you suddenly want to see me?"

Qi Yan looked at him seriously, with that kind of smile still on his face: "It's just that I miss Brother Fang a little bit. Isn't it because my brother doesn't welcome me during the holidays?"

Although he was smiling, neither his expression nor his eyes showed any emotion. Therefore, it is difficult to tell how much sincerity and sincerity is in the nice sentence "I miss Brother Fang". It's too polite.

He concealed all his emotions tightly, which seemed a bit inexplicably unfamiliar.

In fact, Fang Yun was not surprised that Qi Yan came back to find him.

After all, his sword was broken, so he must be looking for a way to see if he can reattach it, and it is only normal to find him.

And the reason why Fang Yun came over as soon as he heard the other party calling him was because he thought Qi Yan was looking for him to cry.

In the past nine years, the two of them get together less often, and only get together for a few days each year. Although Fang Yun knows that Qi Yan has grown up, his impression of Qi Yan is still more from nine years ago.

He thought that Qi Yan had experienced the double blow of Jianduan and the scornful smile of the deadly enemy this time, and when he came here, he would be like a little milk dog who was kicked hard by someone and came crying to his master for comfort.

Even if you don't cry, you should throw yourself into his arms full of thoughts and act like a baby quietly.

But looking at Qi Yan's expression, it was obvious that he was just thinking too much.

Fang Yun smiled, and raised his hand guiltily to touch his nose: "That's not true. When have I not welcomed you?"

Qi Yan asked again: "You didn't disturb Brother Fang, did you?"

Fang Yun folded his arms, stretched his muscles and bones, leaned back relaxedly, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him: "Nothing. I have nothing important to do. Why, you called me suddenly, but what good happened? "

"No. It's just that when I went out, I happened to get separated from my fellow disciples, so I waited for them here. They weren't there, so I thought I could take the opportunity to talk to Brother Fang." After Qi Yan finished speaking, suddenly The subject changed, "I haven't seen you in half a year, my brother seems to have lost weight."

This avatar has been parked in the coffin for almost half a year, can it still lose weight?Is it dry?

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and raised his hand to touch his cheek: "Huh?"

The touch under the fingertips is still moist and shiny, not as dry as air.

Brother, you should pay more attention to your body...

Qi Yan looked away, raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed lightly, a trace of undetectable embarrassment flashed away in his eyes.

He didn't quite know how to approach people with polite words, and seeing Fang Yun's reaction now, he probably knew that he had made a mistake again, so he stopped immediately.

Qi Yan was silent for a moment, and then brought up other things: "A few days ago when I was traveling outside, I happened to pick up an interesting thing."

After Qi Yan finished speaking, Fang Yun saw him reach into his sleeve and turn over, and then handed over a small flower pot with one hand.

I saw that the small flower pot was quite exquisite and small, only the size of the palm, and the whole body was silvery white. There were only a few small gemstones inlaid on the edge of the pot as decorations.

Put some soil in the flower pot, and a golden grass grows on it, and a small sun-like flower grows on the top of the grass. The flower looks like a luminous dandelion, which is extraordinary at first glance. thing.

The grass-like plants complement each other with the flower pots, and they look a little delicate and beautiful.

As soon as this plant appeared, Fang Yun felt a kind of warmth blowing over his face.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly: So this thing that harms people looks like this...

Qi Yan held the small flower pot and said: "I seem to have heard my brother once said in the early years that my brother's physique is different from ordinary people, but a body of pure yin. So I saw that this thing seemed to contain very pure yang energy, so I decided to give it a try. I picked it up and thought of giving it to my brother to support him."

Fang Yun also recognized at a glance that the grass was the plant called Yangmu.

What Cang Jiuyun wanted in his dream, Qi Yan gave him so lightly now.

For some reason, Qi Yan even found a beautiful flowerpot for it and planted it.

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Brother Fang, who can only play straight balls, will not be able to keep up with young people's ideas_(°:з」∠)_

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