The male protagonist has a crush on this seat's vest

As soon as Fang Yun heard this, he immediately stood up, shook his hem, and went to open the door for someone.

Then I saw a big wooden barrel.

Someone behind the barrel said: "Guest officer, please let the little one in."

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows, opened the door a little, moved away, and saw a small man walking in with the big barrel in his arms. After reaching the small open space in the middle of the room, he carefully put the barrel down.

The young man said: "I'm sorry, sir, I know you two live in the shop together, but there is only one wooden barrel in the shop right now."

Fang Yun glanced at it, and it was not an empty bucket, it was already filled with water, which was not light to look at.

"It's not a problem." He said with an inexplicable smile, "The store is very skilled."

The guy put the barrel away, wiped his face with the towel hanging on his shoulder, and said with an apologetic smile: "Guest officer, I'm so upset, I just have the habit of hugging this barrel for years."

Fang Yun gave a "hmm", and took out some coins from the wallet and handed them to the other party: "Thank you, shopkeeper, I will change the water for us later."

The little guy got so much money in one fell swoop, his eyes were straightened, and he immediately responded without hesitation: "Guest officer, don't worry, I'm waiting for you, I'll be here when you call."

Fang Yun waved his hand to indicate that he could go, and the boy went out happily, and even closed the door for them before leaving.

Watching him leave, Fang Yun bent down to pick up a small stone, weighed it in his hand, and smashed it against the corner of the wall, knocking down a wall-climbing gecko.

He walked over to pinch the gecko, picked up some water in the wooden barrel and fed it to the gecko, and then put it back on the wall.

After a while, seeing that the gecko was alive and well, he looked sideways at Qi Yan and asked, "Who will go first?"

Qi Yan didn't want to undress in front of Fang Yun at all, so he said, "Brother first."

Fang Yun nodded, moved the chair, put a new set of clean clothes on it, and then began to untie his coat.

The environment of this inn is simple, and there is no screen to block it.Now that Xia Yun wanted to take a bath, he would really wash it right next to his nose, without covering it up.

If he didn't have any other thoughts, he wouldn't feel anything, but Qi Yan didn't have any wrong thoughts, so he felt that there was something he couldn't hide.

Although Fang Yun turned his back to him, he looked reckless and had no intention of avoiding it.

Also, if he was a woman, with Brother Fang's conduct, in order not to dirty his eyes, she must have covered her tightly and hid far away by now.

But I hate that he is also a man.

Which normal person would think that there is nothing wrong with just bathing and changing clothes in front of juniors/friends of the same sex, and why should one shyly avoid it?

The moment Qi Yan saw Fang Yun's snow-white shoulders, he felt his eyes were burned.

He has long, smooth, black hair. Although he is a man, he has fair and delicate skin on his shoulders.

He didn't look as thin as he used to look when he was fully dressed, but rather strong and strong.

Narrow waist and wide back, unforgettable at first sight.

It was quite unnatural to turn around and face the wall, and if brother Fang saw and asked later, it would be hard to tell, Qi Yan would face down on the couch, not seeing what he saw but what he was thinking.

Fang Yun took off his clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Qi Yan had fallen on the couch and pretended to be dead.

Fang Yun didn't know that he could think so much about himself, so he simply soaked in the warm water and sighed, leaned back, narrowed his eyes lazily, and asked Qi Yan: "Are you going to rest?"

Qi Yan said cautiously: "Never."

Fang Yun said conveniently: "You insist on setting off fireworks. Now you are covered with a pungent smell. You don't wash and change your clothes. You want to choke me to death at night."

Although it is out of sight and out of mind, the room is small and the two of them are not far away, so the sound of water can still be heard during that little movement. The sound is long and provocative, making people panic.

After a while, Qi Yan turned his gaze away and sat up: "Brother Fang, I feel that the room is a bit stuffy and I want to go out for a walk."

Fang Yun opened his eyes as soon as he heard it, and in a flash of thought, he had already thought of many possible accidents that Qi Yan might encounter when he went out for a walk, so he wanted to stand up: "I will accompany you."

Qi Yan was stabbed in the eye again, afraid that he would really crawl out naked in front of him, so he immediately turned his head to avoid it, but his face was calm and unobtrusive: "Don't bother brother. Brother is worried about me, so I will still Just wait here."

After speaking, he turned back and fell down on the couch.

Fang Yun wondered why he changed his mind so quickly, but seeing that he seemed unable to move anymore, he didn't ask any more questions.

Qi Yan has never read Buddhist scriptures, so he silently recited the mental methods he had read earlier in his heart, quietly thinking about the difficulties he encountered in his past practice, in order to calm his mind.

After Fang Yun consciously washed off the smell of smoke and fire on his body, he got out of the bucket and dried himself off. After putting on his boots and trousers, but because he was not afraid of the severe cold weather, he simply put on his underwear and went to find him. That water change guy.

When he came back, he sat back on the edge of the couch, leaned on the edge of the couch and looked sideways at Qi Yan, lowered his head and sniffed, and said, "Go and wash soon."

At this time, his long, smooth hair was not tied up, and there was a little dampness in it, some of which fell on Qi Yan's body.

The clothes were also very casual, with only an inner coat on but it was not properly put on, and the white and delicate flesh on the chest could be seen faintly, and the curve of the waist was also faintly visible under the thin clothes.

Probe over, as if to take the initiative to half-press Qi Yan, with a kind of silent temptation.

Although it can't be regarded as posting, but the temperature and breath around him were accurately conveyed to Qi Yan.

If you talk about the seductive ghosts in children's books when you were young, I'm afraid it's hard to compare with Brother Fang at this time.

From bottom to top, Qi Yan looked at those smiling peach blossom eyes from a close distance, swallowed his saliva, his whole body froze, and his complexion became more icy with the tense thoughts, and he didn't know what to do for a while. .

Under the surface of his normal face, there is an unknown desire urging him: If you turn around and throw Brother Fang down now, and press him on the couch...

If it's just a joke, it doesn't seem to matter.

But Qi Yan was a calm and self-restraining person, no matter how tempting this idea was, he would not actually do such a thing.

Secondly, he couldn't be more clear. Although Brother Fang looked at his slender waist, long legs, thin skin and tender flesh, snow-white and thin, and a very frail appearance, it seemed as if he would fall over if he pushed it lightly.

But in fact, it is exactly the opposite of this appearance, he is a very powerful and fierce monk, and one can guess that he is not easy to mess with.

If he knew what kind of filthy thoughts he had in his heart to approach him, he might not only hate him because of this, but might even beat him to death.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door outside, and it was the little guy who said, "Guest officer, I've come back from changing the water."

Fang Yun heard the words and went to open the door.

Finally free.

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and strode out: "Brother Fang, I suddenly feel anxious and want to go to the toilet. Brother, you don't have to go with me."

Without waiting for Fang Yun to respond, he walked out quickly.

He walked too fast and bumped into the boy holding the barrel.

Qi Yan couldn't help but think about Fang Yuncai's snow-white shoulders and looming waistline just now, feeling the indescribable blood flow downwards, and jumped off the stairs directly after leaving the door.

Fang Yun only had time to let out an "hey" and raised his hand to help the man hold the barrel, only to see that the man had climbed over the fence and jumped to the first floor and ran away without a trace.

He didn't even go up the stairs, and he looked a little anxious.

I probably broke my stomach after eating it.

Seeing that it was too late to chase after him, Fang Yun took some extra money, and after a few polite words with the boy, he invited him out.

He caught the gecko he had let go earlier, fed some water from the bucket, and waited for a while to see that it was still alive and kicking, and then gave up.

Qi Yan didn't know what he did when he went out, and he didn't come back until the water was almost completely cold.

Fang Yun almost thought that he had been killed and wanted to go out to find him in person.

After he came back, he hurriedly removed his clothes and put them into the wooden barrel. After a brief wash, he hurried out again and put on new clean clothes.

Fang Yun took a look, only to feel that his whole body was tense, and he seemed quite uncomfortable.

But Fang Yun himself didn't like to talk so much, so he didn't tease him like a little daughter-in-law.

Qi Yan walked to the side of the couch, glanced at Fang Yun's thin inner coat, and suddenly suggested lightly, "Brother should wear more clothes."

Fang Yun looked up at him: "Huh?"

Qi Yan didn't know why, but in his heart, he didn't want Fang Yun's lazy and unkempt appearance to be seen by others.

Then he said: "It's not good to see people like this."

Fang Yun was a little unresponsive.

Among the demon sects, not to mention those who only wear a thin underwear in private, and there are many demon heads who don't wear a shirt at all in public, so Fang Yun feels that he has always been quite gentle, quite a gentle scum mean.

Seeing Qi Yan's serious face, he hesitated: "Is there?"

Qi Yan straightened his neckline, and replied: "Brother is born to be good-looking, but if he is disheveled when he goes out to meet people, I'm worried that he will be taken lightly by others."

Fang Yun said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I'm good at rules."

It may really be that Qi Yan has developed a lot of rough habits in the past few years in the righteous way, so it is a bit annoying to see his unkempt appearance.

But he felt that what Qi Yan said was also for his own sake, so he straightened his neckline, finally covering his chest completely, then put on a complete coat, and followed suit neatly.

That night, Qi Yan originally wanted to make a bed on the floor, but the shopkeeper was unwilling to give him a single set of bedding because he was afraid that he would get the bedding dirty.

The two of them squeezed together on a narrow couch with their clothes on. Fang Yun felt nothing, but Qi Yan was tense. Even if the two were just back to back, he was unwilling to have any more contact with Fang Yun.

Over the years, Qi Yan has always kept a distance from Fang Yun, because if he gets too close, he can't help but want to get closer, so that he wants to rub his ears.These thoughts are undoubtedly shameful.

Sleeping together at this time made him a little confused, not to mention if they were stuck together back to back.

Fang Yun noticed the other party's intimacy, so he also moved to the other side, leaving him some space.

The sword spirit was attached to him and watched the whole process, and he had already grasped the little things in Qi Yan's heart. He sneered and said mockingly: "Young student, why are you so worthless? If you are alone, you can think of it." Do it, why are you so vacillating? Do you want to help you alone?"

Qi Yan leaned on his arms and closed his eyes, but didn't respond.

In the middle of the night, in the field on the other side of the inn, there were two black shadows passing quietly in the night.

One of them went around to the main entrance of the inn, and entered the lobby with a gust of fragrant wind, showing a graceful figure of a woman.

With her arrival, the shopkeeper who had been on guard at night fell into a drowsy sleep.

She turned her beautiful eyes, glanced at the booklet on the counter, then stretched out a hand that seemed to be boneless to pick it up, looked through it carefully for a while, and then quietly exited the inn.

The black shadow left outside waited for her to come back, then climbed up the wall of the inn, looked among several windows, stretched out his hand to pick one of them, and pushed the window open.

At this time, although Fang Yun was lying there obediently, his chest didn't rise and fall much, and he seemed to be asleep, but he was actually awake.

Hearing a slight sound from the window, he pursed his lips and opened his eyes.

Fang Yun turned around and stuck to Qi Yan's back, patted him, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Hold your breath."

Qi Yan didn't fall asleep at first, but he was just nervous why Brother Fang posted it, when he heard this order, he calmed down immediately, knowing that something had changed.

Sure enough, a small ball emitting purple smoke was thrown into the small window that was pushed open, and the purple smoke soon filled the entire room.

Fang Yun gestured for silence, then patted Qi Yan's arm to signal not to move, then stood up lightly, walked around to stand behind the window.

The person outside the window waited for a while, then carefully opened the window, as if he was carrying something heavy, and came in clumsily.

Because he was paying attention to Qi Yan, who was still lying on the couch and seemed to be unconscious, he didn't notice that there was another one hidden behind the window, so he went straight with that thing on his back.

Fang Yun quietly leaned over and looked around the window, seeing that no one would come up again, he quickly slashed the back of the neck of the person who sneaked in with a knife.

He was so strong that the man fell to the ground before he could hum.

Seeing this, Qi Yan also sat up, and the two looked at each other, but neither of them spoke because they were holding their breath.

Fang Yun gestured and walked towards the ball that was thrown in, while Qi Yan went to check on the person who was knocked unconscious by Fang Yun.

Fang Yun walked up to the little ball, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped it up, picked it up and looked at it, and then he knew what it was. pill.

He threw it directly out of the window, raised his hand and pinched some formulas to draw some wind in, and blew away the poisonous gas in the room before he spoke first: "Okay."

Qi Yan was squatting and kneeling to check, when he heard the words "hmm".

Fang Yun lit a candle, turned back to check, and saw that a man had been knocked down to the ground, and he was carrying a handsome woman on his back, who looked like a mortal girl from a wealthy family.

In the middle of the night, after throwing a captivating smoke pill in, and then bringing in a snatched girl from a good family, one can imagine what the plan is.

If he followed his wishes, no one would be able to tell clearly in the morning, and it would be difficult for a corrupt flower picker like Qi Yan to gain a foothold in the orthodox sect.

Fang Yun sighed: There are so many tricks...

But no matter what, the little girl is innocent.

Fang Yun pinched the man twice, seeing that he didn't seem to wake up, he lifted the girl up from the ground, put her on the couch and settled her down, and then said: "I didn't use enough strength to strike just now. Nei won't wake up. If you want to ask him something, I'm afraid you won't be able to."

When he turned around again, he saw Qi Yan pursed his lips tightly, his face was very ugly.

Fang Yun tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to untie something from the man's waist, and handed it to Fang Yun.

It is a waist card with the person's name and surname written on the front and some patterns drawn on the back.

As long as you have a little understanding of the Hehuan Demon Sect, you will know that this is something from the Hehuan Demon Sect.Not to mention people like Qi Yan who already hated him to the bone

Fang Yun felt his teeth ache when he saw it: Who is this Tie Hanhan sent by the idiot? Why do you have to carry something that can prove your identity when you do bad things?

Is this because Qi Yan doesn't know who is here to mess things up?

Qi Yan stood up with a cold face: "It seems that even after many years, they have never been willing to let me go."

The evidence was conclusive, Fang Yun didn't know what to comfort him for a while.In the end, he only said: "Someone wants to harm you, in my opinion, you'd better go back to the Yunchen Sect as soon as possible."

Qi Yan curled his lips and looked at him: "I will spend the new year with my brother. It is not easy to get together with my brother. How can it be changed because of this kind of rat in the gutter."

Fang Yun also smiled and said nothing.

While the two were talking, they heard a clear and pleasant copper bell suddenly coming from outside.

Fang Yun had learned his lesson in the early years. When he heard the first sound, he blocked his ears before he really felt something was wrong.

Qi Yan had strong self-control, and before Fang Yun could remind him, he came back to his senses after a moment of trance.

He glanced coldly out of the window, just as he saw a black figure swaying towards the window, probably intending to seduce them first, and then take the opportunity to snatch away the stunned man.

Seeing that they were unmoved at first glance, the black shadow immediately ran away.

Qi Yan said: "It just so happens that someone who can ask questions has come."

After saying that, he turned out the window.

Since Fang Yun fought against Qi Yan with his body last time, he knew that Qi Yan was holding back his strength every time he competed with him. In fact, his real strength should not be underestimated.

As soon as the demon cultivator outside the window showed his head, it was impossible to escape from Qi Yan's hands.

Sure enough, after a stick of incense, Qi Yan sullenly brought a woman back from the main entrance.

He closed the door and window, threw the woman on the ground, and asked coldly, "Which family monk are you from?"

The woman raised her eyes and looked at him pitifully, her eyes were so charming that people felt soft-hearted.

But Qi Yan didn't like this at all. Seeing that she didn't answer, he grabbed her by the collar fiercely and pulled her up again: "You are the demon cultivator of the Hehuan Demon Sect. Tell me, who told you to come, the so-called What is it?"

Fang Yun took a look at her, then sat down on the chair in the corner of the room with his arms folded, and only cursed in his heart: Tie Hanhan, he actually wants gourd babies to save grandpa, and send them off one by one.

Now that things have come to an end, things that could not be blamed on me will now be blamed on me.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Qi Yan just blindly winked, looked at her sternly, and said in a low voice: "I'll ask again, and you answer truthfully. I will count to three after each question. If you don't Tell the truth immediately, I will cut off one of your fingers. If you don’t tell me if I ask twice, I will cut off two of your fingers. After the fingers are cut off, I will cut off your arms and legs until your head is cut off , got it?"

The woman trembled when she heard the words, and she was a little shocked by this ruthlessness.

In the past, whether it was Qi Yan's dealings with strangers or acquaintances, at most he felt a little cold and unkind, not easy to get along with, but definitely not vicious.

At this time, it was about the Hehuan Demon Sect, so he suddenly became like this.

Fang Yun watched him say cruel words to the female cultivator, and for some reason suddenly thought of himself.

He stood up: "You ask first, I'll go outside."

Qi Yan turned his eyes to look at him. At this moment, the ferocious expression on his face had not subsided, and Fang Yun was startled when he saw it.

Qi Yan nodded when he heard the words: "Brother, go out first."

He waited for Fang Yun to leave the house, then continued to look at the woman viciously, and asked: "Ask you again, who told you to come here, what is it, and why did you harm me? One..."

The nun blinked her big watery eyes, trying to seduce him with her beauty.

"two……"

The female cultivator's frail and boneless hand gently rubbed back and forth on Qi Yan's grasping hand, her red lips parted slightly, and she said softly, "This brother..."

She practiced the charm of bewitching people very powerfully. In the past, it was always beneficial for men and women. No one would dislike her.

But when Qi Yan heard her call "this brother", he was suddenly angry, and his face became even more gloomy: "Three."

As promised, he cut off one of her fingers.

The female cultivator was in unbearable pain, and screamed "Ah".

Qi Yan looked at her coldly: "I've said it before. Let me ask you again, who told you to come here, what is it, and why did you harm me? One..."

At this moment, she knew that Qi Yan was not only good at talking cruel words, but that he could really do anything to her.

She knew in her heart that she was being arrested now, and the cultivation bases of the two were so different that they couldn't escape.She didn't want to die so miserable and pitiful, so she said loudly: "I said, I said, I said right away, brother, don't cut it!"

Qi Yan said coldly, "Don't call me brother."

"Stop calling, officer." The nun didn't dare to disobey, "We, we are the demon cultivators of the Hehuan Demon Sect, and we came here to set the blame on you by the order of the suzerain, so that you can no longer gain a foothold here."

"Fire me up?" Qi Yan asked, "Why?"

The female cultivator trembled and cried: "I, I, I... I don't know, this is the suzerain's intention, we are just following orders. We are just little demon cultivators, we can't even see the suzerain's face, how do we know the suzerain's face?" Thoughts? We are just running errands... blah blah blah, sir, please don't cut off my fingers..."

Qi Yan took a closer look, and saw that her rainstorm and pear blossoms did not seem to be fake, so he said, "Okay."

Fang Yun stood not far from the door and waited for a while, when he saw Qi Yan push the door out carrying the girl who was implicated by the two demon cultivators for no reason.

Fang Yun looked over when he heard the movement, and saw that Qi Yan had lost the ferocious expression on his face, and had returned to the indifferent expression he had earlier.It's just that the side of his face was still stained with blood, probably he didn't know it.

As soon as Qi Yan came out, he turned around and closed the door, calling, "Brother Fang."

I heard a few screams inside before, it will be quiet now, and Qi Yan is like this again, it is more ominous than good.

Probably because he hated the Hehuan Demon Sect to the bone, wishing to phlegm his flesh, and when he hated it enough, nothing was important.

Qi Yan walked over and said: "Brother, I just found out where this woman was snatched from. Let's send her back quickly and leave this place. In case there are other demon cultivators around."

Fang Yun himself didn't carry many belongings with him, and he didn't have the habit of throwing them away at will, so he took them with him well, never left them in the guest room, and he could leave at any time.

Fang Yun nodded, turned around and walked downstairs: "Yes."

Qi Yan carried the girl on his back and walked two steps quickly, calling out, "Brother."

Fang Yun turned around again: "Huh?"

Qi Yan saw that Fang Yun looked a little indifferent, as if he had suddenly alienated himself.

He roughly guessed the reason in his heart, and hurriedly said: "I remember my elder brother's teachings, and I have never done anything that would disappoint my elder brother. Although I said harsh words in a moment of impatience to those two demon cultivators, I don't want to make a sudden slip of the tongue , I had to take one of her fingers, but I didn't take their lives, I just knocked her out, please rest assured, my brother. Taking other people's lives wantonly is something done by evil spirits. I didn't ask my brother to go in and see, but it was Because there is a severed finger and some blood stains inside, I am worried that it will stain my brother's eyes, which is unlucky and will make my brother unable to enjoy the New Year. That's all."

Fang Yun laughed when he heard the words, turned sideways and stretched out his hand, and rubbed Qi Yan's cheek with the back of his hand.

Qi Yan dodged subconsciously, but did not dodge: "Brother?"

Fang Yun withdrew his hand, wiped the handkerchief, and laughed lightly: "Your face is stained with blood, you can't see it yourself."

Qi Yan also raised the corners of his lips: "Thank you brother."

Fang Yun led Qi Yan all the way out of the inn before asking: "What did you ask just now?"

When talking about the Hehuan Demon Sect, Qi Yan's face became colder: "She said that she was just a low-level demon cultivator who was ordered to act, and she didn't know much. She only said that Cang Jiuyun sent them to frame me, but she didn't know What is the specific reason. Brother, please rest assured, I know this matter now, I will definitely pay attention to it, and I will not follow the truth again."

In fact, Qi Yan already guessed that this matter was related to the last time he saw the devil, and roughly guessed that the other party was just like him when he was a child, and he hoped to use him to make alchemy, that's why he was like this.

But because he didn't want Fang Yun to worry, he kept it hidden.

What's more, Cang Jiuyun probably didn't know that now he has another chance to practice the demon way with the sword spirit, and he is not what he used to be. He can already refine flames, and he can no longer be refined into pills so easily.

Eighty percent of his arrests were in vain.

Fang Yun nodded: "Yes, but I still have a lot of worries. After the year, you should go back quickly and don't stay outside. I will personally send you to the gate of the Yunchen faction."

"Okay, brother has the final say."

According to Na Moxiu's explanation just now, they just snatched the mortal woman from nearby, and wanted to throw it on Qi Yan's couch tonight, so that he could not explain it tomorrow morning, making him a flower picker who relied on his cultivation to do anything wrong.

So the two sent the woman back according to the address, and secretly watched her until she woke up and returned home, then left quietly.

On the other hand, although Su Mu usually travels abroad all year round and does not return to the clan, most of them will come back during the Chinese New Year.

He sat drowsy in the pony carriage.Because of his honorable status, he took his passport and walked unimpededly into the edge of Haoyuanzong's residence, only to be woken up by the accompanying young disciple: "Master, we have arrived."

"Huh?" He opened his eyes, looking a little dazed when he first woke up, "Are we here?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Su Mu lifted the curtain and got out of the car leaning on his cane.

After his last cane was cut off by Fang Yun's sword, he replaced it with a new one.

His elder brother Su Chi had heard that he was coming back, so he had come here early, and was standing in front of his room with his back turned to him.

Su Mu leaned on his cane, walked over and called, "Brother."

Hearing this, Su Chi turned around and looked Su Mu up and down.

Except for the young disciples in the sect, most of the monks were not afraid of this degree of severe cold, and they all only wore thin light shirts, but Su Mu had already wrapped himself tightly in fox fur.

Su Chi frowned slightly: "You've lost weight again."

Su Mu approached slowly, raised his hand and said, "Thank you for your concern, brother. I just don't know what's the matter with my brother coming to visit my brother?"

Su Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his head: "Brother, do you still remember that there was a disciple named Qi Yan in our sect in the early years? You wanted to take his life, but unfortunately, he was caught by someone and ran away." gone."

Su Mu blinked, with a look of innocence on his face: "Remember. What's wrong?"

Su Chi said: "After that time, I have always felt that I owe you something. As my younger brother, I can't even satisfy your little desire."

When Su Mu heard this, he laughed innocently: "What are you talking about, brother? He has taken care of me a lot, and I have always been grateful to him."

"En." Su Chi nodded, "But after that time, I have been paying attention to this time. In recent months, I have heard rumors that someone has been asking around for this person."

Su Mu tilted his head: "Oh?"

"It is said that he was inquiring about the details of this person's election to the Yunchen faction, and then he has been figuring it out in detail." Su Chi said, "Although I don't know who it is, it doesn't sound like there is any kindness. Yes. Although he is still far away in the Yunchen sect, but the world is changing, no one can be sure, so you should pay attention to it."

Su Mu understood, and immediately thanked: "Thank you, brother, for your reminder."

Su Chi smiled, and after a "hmm", he left on his own.

The little disciple who accompanied him came over very discerningly and supported Su Mu's arm, looked up at him, saw that he seemed to be in a daze while thinking, and suggested: "Master, it's cold outside, we Come inside and warm up."

Su Mu came back to his senses, showed a smile very similar to his brother, and replied, "Okay."

He was helped into the room and retracted into the rattan chair, but he was still thinking about what Su Chi had just said to him.

My elder brother never talks nonsense, and has always said something.But after the elder brother knew about it, he couldn't confirm who it was, so he was a little unpredictable.

He curled up and thought for a long time, and finally stretched out his thin hand.

The little disciple who was waiting at the side immediately stepped forward and asked, "Master, what are your orders?"

He said, "Go and help me...call Liu Changfeng's niece, Liu Sinan."

At this time, because Qi Yan didn't want to come here again, the fellow monk who was entrusted by Qi Yan to bring some gifts to greet Liu Changfeng along the way had also arrived.

When I came over, I saw a tall female cultivator reprimanding a young disciple, and the disciple who reprimanded was standing there crying in the midst of nine.

He was not familiar with this place, so when he arrived, he asked, "May I ask if this is Liu Changfeng's yard?"

"Yes." The female cultivator raised her head and asked coldly, "But uncle is not here, do you have anything to do with him?"

The disciple entrusted by Qi Yan laughed when he heard this, and bowed his hands in salute: "Oh...you must be Junior Sister Liu, right? I often heard Junior Brother Qi mentioning you before, but seeing you now is really extraordinary. I was entrusted by Junior Brother Qi , came to pay a visit to Liu Shishu and Liu Shimei."

"Oh? What's more?" Liu Sinan raised his slender brows, and accepted the gift when the other party handed it over, "Why didn't he come here this year?"

Liu Sinan is now an adult, with a slender figure and a beautiful appearance, with handsome eyes and sculpted eyebrows.He is quite tall.

I just don't know if it is because of Liu Changfeng's true biography, he is no longer as agile as when he was a child, but his face is full of icicles, very cold and hard.

The monk scratched his head and replied: "This... I don't know too well, but from what Junior Brother Qi said, it seems that it was because he was worried that he would make Senior Uncle Liu and Junior Sister sad by coming here. So I entrusted you to come here."

Hearing this, Liu Sinan sneered disdainfully: "That's right, after all, no one here welcomes him here."

"Eh..." The monk was suddenly extremely embarrassed.

Judging by the manner of the person in front of him, he probably didn't even welcome him, otherwise he should be invited in for a cup of tea no matter what.

Why didn't I hear Junior Brother Qi say before that he still has some grievances with his teacher?

Liu Sinan said: "I accept his gift."

That cultivator was not blind, seeing that she had already said that, he laughed: "I have conveyed Junior Brother Qi's meaning and gift, so I will leave without disturbing you."

Liu Sinan nodded, "Farewell."

After finishing speaking, he went back to reprimand the little disciple.

After she finished the training, the little disciple also blushed from crying, and Liu Sinan went to the door and opened the gift Qi Yan sent over to have a look.

Xu Yu sneered: "Who are you fooling with these crap?"

After speaking, he threw it out casually, obviously not conveying the meaning to Liu Changfeng.

Liu Sinan went back to the courtyard to get new clothes, and walked to Bai Hao's room. According to the annual habit, he went in and changed the clothes for Bai Hao who was lying in the ice coffin, and cleaned up after all. After that, it came out with old waste.

After she threw away the trash and stood at the door for a while, she saw another young disciple running over in a hurry, who seemed to be another visitor who came to visit today.

Liu Sinan waited for him to come close, then squinted at him and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The little disciple raised his face: "I'm looking for Senior Sister Liu Sinan."