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

Qi Yan doesn't understand the indescribable, but he has learned outdated etiquette after all.

At this time, this thing happened to him so unexpectedly, he was at a loss and panicked.

Qi Yan turned his head following the sound of the door being kicked to pieces, and saw Fang Yun standing at the door, half bent, holding on to the broken wall with his mouth half open, panting violently, staring at him but didn't stop. come over.

His usually fair and thin face was completely red at this time, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were narrowed, like a misty mist.

When looking at Qi Yan like this, it seems that a pot of sweet honey has been poured into Qi Yan's heart again, just like when he heard the bell before.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yan's heartbeat started to speed up again, he thought to himself: I haven't lost my strength before, what kind of bell is so powerful?

But looking at Brother Fang, he seemed to be very angry.

Qi Yan didn't have time to think that he followed the voice in a daze, but he felt a little bit guilty on top of his panic: I don't know why, I did such evil things this time, and my brother caught me by such a coincidence.

So indecent, what should my brother think of me?What will my brother think of me?

He may be very disappointed in me.Qi Yan took a peek at Fang Yun, and became even more panicked: Brother's complexion is not good, his face turned red from my behavior!

Qi Yan immediately wanted to get up from the woman, and explained in a panic: "No brother, listen to me...I'm not...not what brother thinks, I didn't... I didn't do such a thing, I didn't mean it Yes, I'm not that kind of person."

Seeing him like this, the witch smiled and hooked his neck to prevent him from getting up easily, but Qi Yan still struggled to straighten up in a hurry.

She naturally knew that this person was the one her suzerain was looking for, but she had been staring at this handsome young gentleman first, and she was moved, and wanted to lure him here behind the back of other demon cultivators. wipe clean.

It's just that he didn't dare to do anything because he found out that someone was always protecting him in secret.

But before they fought that poisonous toad, one of them was swallowed by the toad and might not be able to get out for a while, and the rest went to help out, so she dared to take advantage of the chaos.

The witch's bright red tongue swept across her lips, she raised her hand and gathered her skirt to cover her white skin, and squinted at Fang Yun: I can't believe that something good was interrupted so quickly.

She knew that Fang Yun was not easy to mess with, so she didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately clenched her bell tightly, shaking it at a faster speed.

Qi Yan was still thinking wildly and fearfully, lost his way.

But I saw with my own eyes that Fang Yun collapsed on the ground as if he had lost his bones when he heard this voice, squinted his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but let out a sweet and seductive moan: "Mmm..."

He had just blew up the poisonous toad earlier, and his clothes were still wet, and they were clinging to his body, outlining the thin line of his waist half-transparently. At this time, his face was flushed, and the eyes of peach blossoms that were already somewhat attractive were hazy. The water is shining, the light-colored thin lips are slightly parted and panting continuously, as if they can make some sweet voices.

Although Qi Yan wanted to get closer to Fang Yun before, Fang Yun's image in his eyes has always been more like a majestic teacher, and he has never looked weak and deceitful like now.

Qi Yan looked at him lying on the ground, and his three views were ruined.

Hearing Fang Yun's sweet and long tone, Qi Yan's heart was shocked: Brother, how can you still make such a sound?

Doesn't that seem like an angry look?

Fang Yun didn't know what Qi Yan was thinking in his heart, seeing the other party looking at him in shock, he just felt ashamed and threw it at his grandma's house.

He originally thought that, as the strongest demon leader of the Hehuan Demon Sect, other magic arts usually overwhelm others, and other magic arts can't help him, so it should be the case for Hehuanling.

Unexpectedly, when the bell rang, the impact on him was even more severe.

As soon as Fang Yun heard the bell ring, he felt a heat flow in his body, and he fell limp on the ground, unable to move, and even made a strange noise involuntarily.

Although the soft and sweet tune just came out, he choked back the long ending sound, but in the end it was still embarrassing.

Fang Yun lay on the ground, trembling slightly, clenching his teeth to restrain himself from losing his composure, and not letting Qi Yan see the devilish energy in his body overflowing.

He thought to himself: What the hell, I should have brought earplugs before I came here.

It's just that the bell really lived up to its reputation, but after being held and shaken by the witch a few times, he felt the devilish energy rushing around in his body, disrupting his mind.

Fang Yun bit his lower lip uncomfortably, and had no time to respond to Qi Yan's flustered explanation, so he raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at the acacia bell in the witch's hand: "Well... grab it!"

Qi Yan immediately put away his messy thoughts, turned his head to look at the bell in the witch's hand, and was about to grab it.

He was already on top of the witch before he had time to get up, but at this moment, he stabilized his center of gravity and suppressed her.

The witch didn't expect Qi Yan to have no reaction to the acacia bell this time, but she had already noticed that Fang Yun couldn't hear the bell, and when he heard it, he would fall on the ground helplessly, so naturally he didn't want to call the bell to be snatched by Qi Yan go.

Be wise and protect yourself.She raised her hand and pushed Qi Yan, and the charm in her beautiful eyes disappeared in an instant: "Get up!"

Qi Yan also pressed on her and stared at her: "Leave the bell."

The two scrambled to a place, and the bell was bumped back and forth, making random noises for a while.

Fang Yun only felt more uncomfortable, his whole body was supple and limp on the ground, unable to move, the devil energy in his body ran around with the sound of the bell, making his dantian so itchy and empty, itching all the way to his heart.

He couldn't help but want to twist his waist and loiter around, but with his limited mind, he knew that being like a worm was really embarrassing.

Qi Yan also caught a glimpse of Fang Yun curled up into a ball trembling slightly from the corner of his eye, hearing his frail whimpering sound as if he was about to cry, his heart shuddered.

What kind of magic weapon is this? It's so powerful! It can make Brother Fang so embarrassed.

Brother Fang was scared to cry by this magic weapon?

Fortunately, this witch's cultivation base is not high, and she couldn't get rid of Qi Yan, a rookie. The two rookies fought together and couldn't tell the winner for a while.

But she knew that if she continued to entangle, there might be other people following her, which would be bad for her.

And right now, she really has nothing to do with this handsome young man, and for some reason the other party no longer gets tricked.

The witch's beautiful eyes turned, and she suddenly called out: "Xiao Langjun, continue."

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and threw the Hehuan Bell into the chaotic pile of firewood behind her, Qi Yan ignored her, stood up and rushed towards the bell.

But it was still a step too late, the bell hit the firewood, and then rolled down to the dirty ground with a loud "Dang".

Qi Yan quickly picked up the bell, and when he turned his head, he saw Fang Yun slightly tilted his head back, revealing a curvaceous snow-white neck, with a kind of absent-minded emptiness on his face, and he let out an "ah" in his mouth. There was a short sweet sound.

Qi Yan gulped his saliva while staring at him, thinking inappropriately: Actually, the voice my brother makes is quite nice.

The witch had already taken advantage of the short time just now to escape quickly. Qi Yan saw Fang Yun curled up on the ground and convulsed slightly. He didn't think about it any more. He just wanted to go over to check his situation nervously: "Brother Fang ,How are you?"

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Fang Yun (face blushing): Mmmmm~

Qi Yan (shocked in his heart, he couldn’t help but stare): Brother, you’ve gone mad! It’s so terrifying! It must be because of excessive practice every day, and I’m sick from overwork. I should be like my brother Hard work is.

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Fang Yun didn't know how he could react so embarrassingly to a mere acacia bell, and it was still in front of Qi Yan.

His eyes were blurred, his ears were buzzing, he didn't hear what Qi Yan was saying to him at all, but he saw the other party walking towards him.

Fang Yun was startled, and immediately said: "Don't come here."

When Qi Yan heard Fang Yun's words, he stopped immediately and looked at Fang Yun from a distance: "What's wrong, brother?"

Fang Yun wanted to sit up on the ground, but his limbs were so weak that he tried several times but failed, but this time he finally heard what Qi Yan asked, and replied: "Ben...cough, I suffered an internal injury. "

Injured?

Qi Yan also became nervous when he heard this: Yes, my brother was swallowed by that poisonous toad earlier, and now I was lured here by someone, and he hurriedly chased after me.

Earlier, Qi Yan only saw Fang Yun being swallowed, but he didn't see him bursting the toad, so he asked, "But that poisonous toad?"

Fang Yun nodded: "Exactly."

Seeing him nodding his head, Qi Yan was filled with guilt: My brother must have suffered internal injuries from the previous battle with the poisonous toad. He was supposed to rest for a while and he would recover after a little breath adjustment, but he was hit by that poisonous toad again in order to save me. The attack of the weird magic weapon will cause internal injury.

He was so injured that he couldn't sit up.

Qi Yan knew that he was too weak before, and although he wanted to, he didn't dare to go to help Fang Yun when he needed help the most, but he didn't expect that even if he stood far away, he could actually cause trouble.

But it's really not enough for success, but more than failure.

Frustrated in his heart, he whispered: "I'm sorry, brother. Is brother seriously injured?"

Fang Yun shook his head, and when he heard that Qi Yan was actively apologizing with guilt on his face, he couldn't help but relax a lot: "It's not serious."

After he slowed down, he gathered his strength to sit up, endured the discomfort, and dragged his limp limbs to the corner of the wall: "I'll be fine after a while, it's okay. Your little friend who was giggling before found out that you were gone, and was also anxious. Looking for you, you go back quickly."

Qi Yan's eyes moved slightly, looking at Fang Yun: "But brother...?"

Don't stay here any longer and embarrass him.Fang Yun waved his hand immediately: "It's okay. I need to meditate for a while to heal my wounds, and you're getting in my way here."

Hearing what he said, Qi Yan felt even more uncomfortable. He only felt that he looked like a burden, and now even Brother Fang began to despise him.

He didn't dare to be annoying anymore, and he didn't dare to find out what kind of internal injury Fang Yun had suffered. Hearing that the other party disliked him, he nodded and said hello, and left disheartened.

Fang Yun brushed his long hair that was not completely dry, raised his hand to support his forehead, stared at the beam and let out a sigh of relief.

I really don't know what's going on with Qi Yan, such a big boy, he said "You're bothering me a little bit", and he became like a little milk dog who just got kicked by his master.

So squeamish, is this really the hero?

He rested there for another quarter of an hour before standing up and walking out the door.

Qi Yan had already left on his own, and the witch ran away without a trace. Apart from him and the mouse, there was no third creature in the dirty alley.

But the smell left by the witch when she ran away can be smelled across eight streets.

Fang Yun sniffed, narrowed his eyes, and thought maliciously: The dead traitor has come to harm me, and made me so embarrassed that if I catch you, I will beat you with a small leather whip.

After thinking about it, he followed the smell and chased after it.

At this time, the witch ran away in a hurry, and quickly jumped into a dark alley to hide.

She thought about the smell on Qi Yan, licked her lips, and said to herself: "Today, I was ordered to commit Tai Sui, and the duck that reached my mouth actually flew away."

That Xiaolang Junsheng was so handsome, she violated the order of the suzerain and got rid of the other demon cultivators in the same industry, and wanted to enjoy it alone, but unexpectedly, she was smashed again.

It must be even more difficult to succeed next time.

While she was secretly moving forward in a dark corner and thinking about this, she suddenly heard a burst of air.

Before she could react in the future, she suddenly felt something rush over and hit her on the back. She was interrupted in one breath, and fell directly to the ground hard.

Immediately, she felt something quickly wrap around her body, tightening her grip.

The witch's face contorted for a moment, and she struggled to look back, only to see that her arms and legs had been bound by two hemp ropes, and she didn't know who did it, but she didn't realize it.

Before she could think about it, a man strode over with a sword in his arms, grabbed her and lifted her up from the ground.

The witch then saw the man who had just ruined her good deed just now, with a gloomy expression on his face, staring at her viciously.

It's broken, why did you catch up so quickly?The witch thumped in her heart, and tentatively showed a soft and flattering smile to Fang Yun: "Officer?"

Fang Yun frowned: "Who are you calling the official? Let me ask you, where is the bell?"

He was quite afraid of the acacia bell in the witch's hand, the experience just now made him terrified, he didn't dare to approach her directly, so he tied her up with a rope before he dared to show his face.

What does he want the bell for?If it was a monk of the righteous path Ling Ran, I'm afraid he would have been stabbed in the heart by this time.

Could it be that there is something interesting in private?The witch's heart turned back and forth, and finally she twisted the waist of the water snake, cast a wink at Fang Yun, and was about to stick it over: "Why don't officials come to the slave's body to touch it?"

Grass mud horse, it's okay if you don't say it, as soon as Fang Yun said it, he remembered how embarrassing he was just now.

Fang Yun's expression became more gloomy, but although he thought his little leather whip was very cruel, he would not be so bad as to beat a girl who had already been tied up and had no strength to restrain her.

Fang Yun threw the witch to the ground again in disgust, squatted beside her, and asked, "Do you know that is the person the suzerain is looking for?"

What?The witch was startled, her beautiful eyes widened subconsciously, but she immediately quibbled: "Wh...what suzerain? I don't know."

"Lie, you are here to stare at him, do you think I don't know?" Fang Yun's eyes were gloomy, "But when you saw someone, you didn't want to take him back as the suzerain, but wanted to keep him alone. Do you want to betray the suzerain?"

He immediately took out a token from his pocket, and the witch recognized it as the access token of the Hehuan Demon Sect at a glance, but unexpectedly, this person was also a monk of the Hehuan Demon Sect.

It's just that he didn't expect that the person in front of him, who seemed to be dealing with the righteous way, was also a demon cultivator.

Yes, why didn't she think of it earlier?Only pure magic cultivators who have cultivated the Acacia Sect's Kung Fu but have not double-cultivated will react so violently to her Acacia Bell.

Most people are not like this.

This is the peculiarity of the magic bell. The more profound the skill is, the easier it is to be affected, and the more inexperienced it is, the more difficult it is to resist.

If one has profound skills and has never practiced dual cultivation, one will be embarrassed when the bell rings.

Seducing mortals still requires some supporting exercises, but seducing them really doesn't require anything, just a little noise.

From this point of view, this is actually a senior monk without a Taoist companion, maybe he doesn't even have a furnace.

"My lord." Seeing that she was a senior demon cultivator from the same sect, the witch knew that her little tricks were like playing monkey tricks in front of the other party, and she became as honest as a chicken in an instant, and stopped playing petty tricks, "You came here under orders... ...?"

"If I didn't come, I'm afraid you would have wiped out the person the suzerain is looking for, huh?" Fang Yun grinned at her, "Where's your companion? You can't come here alone In the city. Where are they?"

When the witch heard this, she immediately changed her previous charming appearance, her face was full of grievances, and she looked like she was crying, as if Fang Yun had bullied her: "My lord, my lord, I beg you to let the slave family go, the slave family is also fascinated for a while, if you call They know that the slave family may be punished."

"I let you go this time, and wait for you to continue to be obsessed with ghosts next time?" Fang Yun said, "It seems that you have forgotten the rules of my demon sect? What kindness do you want after passing you by?"

Listening to Fang Yun's words, the witch was secretly startled.

She is just a low-level demon cultivator in the Hehuan Demon Sect, and has never been lucky enough to witness the face of the suzerain, but how can this lord mean that he is the person in front of the suzerain?

The witch broke out in a cold sweat from the fright, and said in her heart: It seems that I really got into trouble, so the little man is so highly regarded by the suzerain?

She didn't know what punishment it was to "whip the suzerain with a leather whip".

But if this lord is really the person who is near the suzerain, and he came here under the order of the suzerain, but seeing her act like this, just sending her to the hands of his companions instead of directly mentioning her to the suzerain, that would be a great gift.

The suzerain couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes, and he couldn't bear the fact that someone betrayed him, and everyone in the sect knew it.

All those who betrayed the suzerain were tortured to death by the suzerain, which is a fact for all to see.

The witch immediately said obediently: "Thank you, my lord."

She was afraid that Fang Yun would change his mind, so she didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately revealed the positions of other demon cultivators.

"Very good, I will send you back to them later." Fang Yun nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand to stroke the witch's hair, stared at her and asked for the last time, "Where's your bell?"

The witch knew that she had offended Fang Yun before, but seeing him smiling kindly, she felt a gloomy chill rushing towards her face, and subconsciously shivered.

She didn't dare to lie, and immediately said: "My... my lord, just now I just threw it away in order to get rid of that little man. What's the use of that acacia bell, my lord? I can give it to you again..."

lost?

Fang Yun's mind was muddled just now, he didn't notice these details at all, and shook his head: "No, I don't need it. But it was thrown in the woodshed earlier?"

The witch replied pitifully: "Exactly, my lord."

At this time, Qi Yan returned to the residence with a feeling of displeasure, and when he opened the door, he saw Cheng Ran lying in the room.

When he saw Qi Yan came back, he greeted him: "I'm finally back, where did you go? Earlier, your precious brother Fang said he wanted to find you, so I came back and waited for you."

Qi Yan nodded absent-mindedly: "I just saw Brother Fang, and he seems to have suffered some internal injuries."

"Internal injury?" Cheng Ran sat up when he heard the words, looked at Qi Yan and smiled, "What did you guys do?"

Qi Yan shook his head and didn't answer, just said: "It was suffered when I was fighting with that monster. How was the battle just now?"

"It's okay, it's not too intense, your precious Brother Fang does have two brushes." Cheng Ran stroked his chin and replied, "It's just that when I saw him just now, he seemed to be full of ambition and it's not a big deal. Unexpectedly, he also suffered internal injuries.”

Qi Yan took off his boots and sat on his couch: "En."

Cheng Ran saw that he didn't want to mention more, so he wisely stopped asking.Qi Yan was silent for a moment, and asked, "Among the orthodox monks, is there any way to confuse people's minds?"

Cheng Ran is not a child of an ordinary family, he was sent to the fairy gate in the early years only to avoid royal disputes.

Although he started at the same year as Qi Yan, his knowledge is more extensive than Qi Yan's, that's why Qi Yan asked this question.

Eighty to nine times out of ten, you will encounter an evil cultivator who will confuse people's hearts.

"Naturally not." Cheng Ran knew that he was not asking this out of pleasure, and his curiosity was aroused, "What did you encounter just now?"

Qi Yan glanced at him quietly, then reached into his sleeve, and took out a pale gold copper bell from the sleeve.

The copper bell was as big as a palm, with fine patterns painted on the outside.Probably because he didn't want it to make a sound, cloth strips were stuffed in the bell, making it dumb.

Holding the copper bell, Qi Yan didn't throw it to Cheng Ran, but said: "It seems to be some kind of magic weapon."

And it is not held by righteous monks.

Qi Yan directly showed the thing to Cheng Ran instead of giving it to the teacher. Cheng Ran knew that he planned to keep the thing privately, and now he just wanted to see if he recognized it.

And if Qi Yan's precious brother Fang had already met the owner of this object before, there should be a correct way to deal with it, and it doesn't hurt to hide it privately.

Cheng Ran knew that Qi Yan had always been measured, so he didn't say anything else.

"I don't recognize it, and it doesn't seem to have spiritual power attached to it. But I saw that the pattern on it is quite special, so I should dig it out and send someone to look it up and I should know what it is." Cheng Ran leaned over and touched it, then stood up , went to get the paper and ink, "You might as well give it a try by shaking it a little bit."

Qi Yan raised his hand and took off the cloth strip from the bell: "Cover your ears first."

Cheng Ran let out a "huh": "I see that there seems to be no spiritual power up there, so just shake it. The elders on the left and right live not far away, so nothing can happen."

Qi Yan didn't talk too much nonsense, and directly shook the copper bell in his hand, and then quickly stopped the sound.

Cheng Ran turned around with suspicion on his face: "Have you already shaken it?"

But nothing happened.

He walked back to Qi Yan again: "Try shaking it a few more times."

Qi Yan shook the copper bell quickly, but apart from a crisp tinkle, neither of them felt any discomfort.

Qi Yan stopped his movements, and said calmly: "This bell has not been touched by anyone other than its owner, Brother Fang has never touched it."

"Maybe it needs to be paired with some exercises." Cheng Ran took the bell, dipped some ink on the pattern, blew on it, and then rolled it over the paper, "Look it up and you'll know what it is. Not difficult."

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, looked at Tongling, his eyes were full of obscurity: "Maybe."

He thought of how Fang Yun shivered on the ground when he was fighting for the copper bell with the female cultivator.

After the copper bell fell to the ground and made a loud noise, Fang Yun raised his neck with a dazed expression on his face, and his heart was full of doubts.

Since the sound of the copper bell alone has no power, what happened to Brother Fang?

He was so frightened that he cried.

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At this time, in the suburbs, in a dilapidated residential house.

This is the gathering place of several disciples of the Hehuan Demon Sect, and five people live in this courtyard on weekdays.

Among the five of them, only the witch is a female cultivator, and the other four are male cultivators. When they came back from having fun today, they saw that the witch was tied up and thrown in this room.

Several people thought that some orthodox monks had discovered their hiding place, so they fought violently. As a result, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. After learning how powerful Fang Yun was, they knelt down in front of Fang Yun, as quiet as a chicken.

Who would have thought that the gentle and thin person who looked at him was actually a certain adult in the sect?

Fang Yun sat on the upper chair, looking down at the disciples of the Hehuan Demon Sect who were kneeling neatly in front of him.

He has been sitting in the magic palace for six years now, not to mention just a few of them who have been beaten to be obedient, who saw him for no reason, and who rushed to commit suicide and slapped themselves.

He looked down at the few people from a high position, and asked directly: "Did the Zongzhong assign you five people this time to look for the little beast that the Zongzhu is looking for?"

Several demon cultivators didn't dare to look up at him, covered in cold sweat, they all responded in unison: "Exactly."

"Is that how you are looking for someone?" He scolded coldly, "One of you found that little beast, but he was thinking what he shouldn't, and the other four didn't know anything about what to eat. ?”

A few people didn't dare to speak out, but the witch who was kneeling at the front raised her head, looked at Fang Yun, and showed a pale smile, looking at me with pity.

Fang Yun didn't wait for her to speak, he glared at her feigned anger and said, "How dare you look at me!"

As a demon sect with indescribable skills, the Hehuan Demon Sect has many demon cultivators—especially the young and good-looking ones, who are quite sensitive to other people's eyes.

Being scrutinized by others is almost equivalent to finding out that someone is plotting wrongdoing, and it is almost equivalent to being offended.

The witch trembled, and stuck it back on the ground again: "I dare not, I made a mistake, my lord forgive me."

Fang Yun corrected his sitting posture, spoke coldly again, and stabbed her: "Why don't you dare? You are so bold, if I didn't come, you might have eaten that little beast and wiped it out, and you wouldn't give it to the suzerain at all." Stayed."

The four male demon cultivators knelt on the ground and did not dare to say a word. They tried their best to shrink themselves smaller in order to reduce their sense of existence, hoping that the adults in front of them would not notice them first.

Although they never thought about what they shouldn't do, but in the end they were dereliction of duty. It is an unforgivable crime for adults to come to inquire at this time.

Only the witch knelt at the front, sobbing in a low voice: "My lord, it's all my fault that my family was obsessed with ghosts for a while. Thank you for waking up my family and not asking me to do that damn thing. My lord, my family is right Mozong, the sun and the moon can learn from your loyalty to the suzerain!"

Fang Yun listened to her long words of loyalty, his teeth became sore for a while, and he said noncommittally: "It's very good."

The witch felt cold in her heart, but she continued: "My lord, please give us a chance to redeem our sins. The subordinates will definitely capture that little beast and present it to your lord."

"Stupid." Fang Yun stared at the top of her head and snorted coldly, "If the suzerain sent me here with the intention of taking that little beast back, would I have not taken him away these days? Wait for you bastards to deal with it Make him change his mind?"

The witch lowered her body and said, "What does your lord mean...?"

"The suzerain naturally has other plans." Fang Yun said vaguely, "Okay, raise your head."

The suzerain's meaning is naturally not something that little demon cultivators like them can inquire about.

As soon as the witch raised her head, she saw Fang Yun staring at her, and beckoned to herself, she took two steps forward in a sensible way, put her chin in Fang Yun's hand, and showed a smile to Fang Yun. Flattering smile.

"Well, I remember your appearance." Fang Yun pinched her chin and turned around, lowered his eyes and looked at her face for a moment, "I can pretend that I didn't break the matter and not tell anyone , as if this never happened.”

This posture of being pinched by someone's chin is full of oppression, and the witch's awe of Fang Yun is even greater, and she looks at him obediently: "Let the adults punish."

"Very good." A smile appeared on Fang Yun's almost flawless and thin face, "But you remember, I know you, if you are so ignorant in the future and hurt someone who shouldn't be hurt, I will personally I'm here to make you look good, and I'm concerned about your lives. I'll do what I say, don't take chances.

From now on, you should continue to watch that little bastard and his sect, watch carefully, but you must not be found out, otherwise it will not work well and I will want you to look after me. "

Several male demon cultivators kneeling in the distance did not dare to make a sound, while the female demon cultivators lowered their eyes and looked at Fang Yun's wrist, not daring to stare at Fang Yun's face, and tremblingly put on a smile: " Thank you, my lord."

That night, Qi Yan waited until it was dark, and then slipped out of the room early.

He was always thinking about Fang Yun's internal injury, but he was also afraid that he would go to Fang Yun during the day to make the teacher suspicious, cause trouble for Fang Yun, and make Fang Yun disgusted by disturbing him rashly.

He quickly arrived at the only inn in this town, and repeated his tricks like yesterday, swimming along the wall to Fang Yun's window, and knocked lightly three times.

Qi Yan's strength is very precise, if Fang Yun has rested or is doing something, it will not scare him, but he can notice it with his vigilance.

But there was no movement in the house.

Although monks like Fang Yun who already have some practice can see clearly at night, Qi Yan's impression is that Fang Yun has always had the habit of lighting the lamp when it gets dark, but at this time the room was pitch black.

I don't know what Brother Fang is doing.Qi Yan was worried that Fang Yun might suffer too much internal injury and something might go wrong, so he tentatively raised his hand and pushed the window.

Unexpectedly, it was pushed away smoothly.

Qi Yan knew that it was a lack of the most basic manners to enter the hall without invitation, and if Brother Fang found out, it would be really annoying.

But Qi Yan looked at the open window, and was really worried that Fang Yun was seriously injured, so he hesitated for a moment and then quietly walked into the room through the window.

But it turned out that there was no one in the house, so Qi Yan glanced around quickly, wondering in his heart: It's already night, where did Brother Fang go?

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I'm taller than someone, so naturally it's not only this short

send you a red bead

But fortunately, Fang Yun's room was clean and tidy, as if no one had lived here, but there were no traces of fighting. Fang Yun went out by himself.

Just as Qi Yan was worried about whether Fang Yun left without saying a word, he noticed that Fang Yun's saber was still placed in the corner of the wall.

Why doesn't Brother Fang bring a sword when he goes out at night? What should he do if he encounters danger?

Qi Yan knew that he would be a thief if he didn't ask, so he didn't dare to go to get the sword, and he didn't dare to stay in the house any longer. After confirming that Fang Yun was not in the house and nothing happened, he quickly retreated from the house Go out, close the window intact, and wait downstairs by yourself.

Half an hour later, Qi Yan, who had not waited for Fang Yun to come back, went back to Haoyuanzong's temporary residence.

When he opened the door and entered, Cheng Ran was standing by the window, not knowing what he was doing.

Hearing the sound of Qi Yan pushing the door, Cheng Ran glanced back at him, and asked hesitantly, "Why did the unweaned baby come back so early today? Stop coquettish in your precious brother Fang's arms." Is it? Maybe I can drink a few more mouthfuls of milk."

Qi Yan glared at him, ignored his push, strode to the side of the couch, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Brother Fang is not here today."

"Oh." Cheng Ran replied noncommittally, "Then where do you think he went?"

Qi Yan didn't make a sound, but the meaning in his eyes was already obvious: how would I know?

"The bell you showed me during the day, after I tapped the pattern, I sent someone to check it." Cheng Ran folded his arms and turned around leaning against the wall, raised his eyebrows and looked at Qi Yan, and smiled triumphantly Laughing, and changed the subject, "Just now I just received a reply, and the prince has already got some clues."

Qi Yan asked, "How?"

"It's really not an item of an orthodox monk." Cheng Ran carefully looked at the expression on Qi Yan's face, "Have you heard of the Acacia Demon Sect?"

Acacia Demon Sect?Qi Yan's eyes darkened when he heard the words, why didn't he know that those devils were his enemies who had been in his dreams every day for seven years.

Still unwilling to let him go.

Cheng Ran looked at his expression, thought he was a bit interested, then smiled casually, and tilted his head: "This is something from the Hehuan Demon Sect."

Those monsters...

Thinking about Fang Yun's empty room, Qi Yan said anxiously: I wonder if brother Fang is also in danger because of me.

With a straight face, he replied, "Well, I know better."

Cheng Ran then took out the piece of paper on which he rubbed the bell pattern, and clicked on a piece of it: "Look here. This pattern is a unique logo of their sect, and it's easy to recognize. It's a bit like a totem , all the items of the Hehuan Demon Sect have this pattern."

Qi Yan also took out the brass bell from his sleeve, holding it tightly, and looked down at the corresponding location, only to see that it had some lines similar to deer antlers, and it looked like it was entangled among the vines.

Qi Yan's eyes showed disgust: This pattern looks really disgusting.

He had suspected earlier whether he might be the head of the demon sect, but now it was clearly confirmed, and he was in a complicated mood for a while.

"But I'm afraid I can only tell that it's a vocal instrument, but I don't know what it does and how to use it. It's just that it won't have any good uses." Cheng Ran looked at Qi Yan's face. Can't hide the disgust, "What relationship do you have with that Demon Sect?"

"In the early years, there were some personal enmities." Qi Yan nodded, "Thank you."

"Good brother, thank you for what you say." Cheng Ran leaned over with a smile, leaned on Qi Yan's shoulder, and looked at the bell in his hand, "Why don't you tell me about your elder brother's internal injury first? "

As smart as he is, he has already smelled gossip from Qi Yan's series of reactions.

Fang Yun was entangled with that toad earlier