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

Earlier, Fang Yun sent away his subordinates, but he didn't rush back to the main body immediately, but went back to the side of his coffin and waited alone.

Waiting for when the other party shakes the rattle again to summon him, so that he can follow the trace of spirit to find him in time.

When Qi Yan heard Fang Yun's response, his smile became even brighter, almost blinding Fang Yun's eyes: "Brother Fang, you finally came to see me. I miss you so much."

Fang Yun was also looking at him at this time, with a relaxed smile on his handsome face, in Qi Yan's view, it seemed to be emitting a soft light in the dark night, like a fairy coming out of a painting.

The beauty made Qi Yan's heartbeat speed up slowly.

Qi Yan looked at the other person's thin body, and because of missing him for several days, he wanted to hug him vigorously.

But Qi Yan knew that Fang Yun didn't like excessive physical contact from others, so he stopped in time in front of Fang Yun, looked at Fang Yun, and asked happily, "What is brother doing these days?"

Every time Qi Yan sees Fang Yun, he seems like a little dog wagging his tail desperately, full of anticipation and joy, trying to please his master. His obedient and simple appearance greatly satisfies Fang Yun's desire The desire to protect made Fang Yun feel extremely comfortable.

As if he was really being desperately needed.

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows, did not answer Qi Yan's words, did not mention what he was doing recently, but asked again: "What did I tell you earlier?"

The sunny smile on Qi Yan's face, which was as bright as a dog's tail grass, restrained a little.

He guessed that Brother Fang's question had something to do with his sneaking out in the middle of the night.

He replied honestly: "Brother said, if I shake the rattle that holds my spirit outside the sect, my brother will come to me."

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows again when he heard the words: Sure enough, this brat only remembered this sentence.

Why don't you remember the words I encouraged you to cultivate more diligently, but escaped from prison just by relying on such a blunt sentence?

Fang Yun then thought of Qi Yan's elder brother whom he met earlier. He had revealed that the other party had suppressed and humiliated Qi Yan before.

Maybe Qi Yan didn't have a good life in those few weeks, and the reason why he made a fuss about breaking out of prison and running out to find him after he didn't go back was because he was injured and didn't want him to know about it.

Fang Yun's gaze scanned Qi Yan's face, and saw that the other party was still fair and handsome, so he guessed that the other party might actually be doing well in recent days.

Fang Yun asked again: "What about the next sentence?"

When Qi Yan heard this sentence, the elated smile on his face all subsided.He hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Brother wants to teach me a lesson?"

Fang Yun raised his hand and patted him on the head, and scolded him with a smile: "Do you remember running around?"

Fang Yun's hands were quick, Qi Yan didn't react at all, and was caught off guard and staggered.

But he didn't feel offended at all, he just raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, then raised his face and showed a happy dog's tail smile: "I'm too worried about my brother, thinking about my brother, I can't help thinking about it Have a look."

Fang Yun looked at his ingratiating manner, and thought to himself: I can't do anything else, but sweet talk is fine.

After Qi Yan finished his obedient speech, he suddenly noticed a small wound on Fang Yun's white side face, which had scabbed over, but it was still quite conspicuous on his clean and flawless face.

Qi Yan's eyes couldn't move away from that small wound: Who hurt Brother Fang?

If it is said that being flawless is already attractive enough, then if there is a little bit of flaw on top of it, it will be even more thrilling.

He couldn't help but want to caress the little wound gently.

But Qi Yan knew that Fang Yun probably didn't like him touching his face in the past, so he held back and asked directly: "I saw that brother's cheek seems to have some minor injuries."

Fang Yun turned his eyes slightly, and raised his hand to touch his face: "Oh, I didn't see clearly when I was walking, and I was scratched by a branch. It's almost healed, it's okay."

This is really talking nonsense with your eyes open. If a monk can't even hide from the branches on the side of the road because of inattention when walking, then it's really early to stop cultivating immortals and go home to wash and sleep.

The joy in Qi Yan's heart rested for a while, and he lowered his eyes.

Brother Fang must have been out recently and had something important to do, that's why he hasn't come to him.

At this moment, seeing him avoiding in such a way and keeping his secrets secret, I'm afraid he didn't want to let himself know.

I'm afraid... it has something to do with his master.It may be that Brother Fang was asked to do some tasks.

Qi Yan's untimely feelings and jealousy began to stir up trouble: After all, the task is more important than me.

But if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not being strong enough, and you still have to rely on Brother Fang, how can you influence what Brother Fang is going to do?

He didn't want Fang Yun to see what he was worrying about, so he changed the subject: "Brother, these days I have joined Elder Liu's sect, and I have become an inner disciple. I also want to thank my brother for taking care of me back then."

Fang Yun actually knew about this a long time ago, but he still pretended to know, with just the right surprise on his face: "Not bad."

Qi Yan thought for a while, remembered Fang Yun's sword skills, and felt that this was a good opportunity to get closer to Brother Fang, so he scratched his head again: "I saw my brother using a sword that day, so I decided that I also want to learn swords. But there are not many brothers who practice swords in the master's school, and the master doesn't have much time on weekdays, so he only gave me the secrets of sword moves, but I don't know how to do it in many places."

It's good to want to practice sword... If so, it doesn't seem too much for me to deceive you.Fang Yun responded immediately: "If there is anything you don't understand, you can also ask me."

Qi Yan's eyes lit up when he heard this.Although he knew that elder brother Fang had always been kind to him, he was very happy to hear the other party say it himself.

He then told Fang Yun what he didn't quite understand and what he had doubts about.

After listening to his words, Fang Yun nodded, and pulled out the saber that Qi Yan had always considered ordinary from his waist.

Fortunately, in order to cover up his usual swordsmanship earlier, Fang Yun secretly learned the swordsmanship of Haoyuanzong, and he had something in his stomach, so it would not be difficult to give advice to Qi Yan, a rookie.

He raised his hand to hold a sword flower, put the long sword behind his back, and after explaining a few words to Qi Yan, he began to dance demonstratively.

Qi Yan listened carefully, and all doubts in his heart dissipated after Fang Yun demonstrated a few times.

At the same time, I feel out of place in my heart, Brother Fang's appearance of dancing sword under the moon seems to be dancing, even more beautiful than Yijinghong.

After Fang Yun demonstrated, he took another sword flower, stretched out his hand to stroke the hair that fell to his forehead, and looked up at Qi Yan: "Do you understand everything?"

Qi Yan pursed his lips and nodded.

When Fang Yun saw it, he raised his hand and threw the sword towards Qi Yan: "Then you come."

Qi Yan caught it in a hurry, and felt the warmth on the hilt of the sword, which was the aftermath of Fang Yun's holding it just now.Qi Yan gently caressed the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, feeling as if he was holding the opponent's hand.

This was the first time he had the opportunity to show something in front of Brother Fang, and it made him feel like a little cock shaking his hair.

Qi Yan was a little nervous in his heart, worried that Fang Yun would be disappointed, and after a moment's pause, he cautiously swung his long sword according to the sword movement the opponent had just made.

Fang Yun watched the whole process silently, and then showed a smile: "Not bad."

When Qi Yan heard Brother Fang's words of praise for him, his heart beat slowly, and he quickly smiled brightly again: "Thank you, brother, for your advice."

Fang Yun let out a "hmm", paused, and then asked again: "Next month, you're going to pick up your own weapons, right?"

Qi Yan smiled brightly: "Exactly, brother still remembers."

Fang Yun also smiled: "How can I not remember."

What he said seemed to be saying: How could I not remember what happened to you.

Qi Yan looked at the arc of his lips, his little heart seemed to be trembling, and he felt very happy.

But the more Fang Yun looked at his sunny smile and the way he trusted him, the more guilty he felt.

Because he is actually not a trustworthy person.

Fang Yun raised his hand and touched his chin, then raised his eyes to look at Qi Yan, and then said after deliberation: "It is naturally safe within the protection range of Haoyuanzong, but the Weapon Pavilion has actually left your sect. Asylum is somewhat dangerous."

Qi Yan has already determined that Fang Yun was his senior from the same family in the early years. After listening to his exhortations, he naturally knew that what the other party said was true and that he cared for him sincerely, so he felt warm in his heart, nodded and immediately responded: "Brother, don't worry. , I will be careful."

Fang Yun said "um", and said again: "You told me not to worry, but I still can't really let go of my heart."

"In this way, when you go in this time, no matter what you get, even if you get something other than a sword in the end, you must bring it to me when you come out, and let me know that you are still safe."

"Brother, don't worry." Qi Yan felt that he was cared about by the other party, and his heart was warm, and he wanted to hug Fang Yun even more, "I will definitely not disappoint my brother, I will bring back the best sword and give it to my brother look."

Fang Yun said: "You will definitely not disappoint me."

Anyway, I know you took a rusty bump.

But Fang Yun began to feel uneasy when he saw his promise, so he asked, "Do you still remember what I told you earlier?"

Qi Yan was stunned: "My brother said a lot to me, and I remember every sentence clearly, but when my brother asked suddenly at this time, I didn't know which sentence it was."

Sweet talk is good at kung fu, little kid.

Fang Yun said in a roundabout way: "People in the world are mostly confused by appearances, and they are too pursuing color. They don't know that waste stones are dyed. They look gorgeous, but they are actually waste stones, while precious jade is ugly even if it is stained with dust and covered with a layer of mud. It’s amazing, but it’s still extremely precious in my heart.”

Listening to Fang Yun's words, Qi Yan was extremely puzzled, not knowing what the other party was saying, but this did not prevent him from agreeing to his brother Fang: "What brother said is very true, and I will strictly follow his teachings."

Fang Yun nodded: "Remember, don't be too competitive this time, and choose something that looks gorgeous. You choose what you think is the most suitable and the best. No matter what you get back, as long as you I think it is the most suitable for you, and I will not be disappointed."

Qi Yan then remembered that the last time he went out with the elder, the farewell Qianqian Yun also said this kind of thing.

It's just that at the time he was talking half-heartedly, and he couldn't make him understand what the other party meant.

But at this moment, Qi Yan understood what Fang Yun wanted to say.

This is actually warning him that even if he has nothing, he should still be concerned about his own safety.Brother Fang will not be disappointed because of this kind of thing, nor will he ask him to go out of his way to get something to save face.

As long as he can come back alive and come to look for Brother Fang, Brother Fang will be happy in his heart.

Qi Yan was very moved in his heart: "Brother is so kind."

Looking at his grateful expression, Fang Yun didn't know what he was thinking, but he also knew that he must have added a halo of mystery to himself.

He rubbed his nose uncomfortably, and after looking at the other party twice, he took out a golden string from his sleeve: "I wish you a successful start, let me give you a magic weapon first. This is the fairy rope, The knife cuts constantly, the fire does not burn, and if you encounter any danger, I can also stop you a little bit."

Qi Yan had heard of this item before, knew it was precious, and was immediately overwhelmed by flattery: "Why did my brother give it to me like this? Brother should keep it for himself."

"It's useless for me to keep it, give it to you."

Seeing that he insisted, Qi Yan had no choice but to raise his hand to take it: "Thank you brother."

The rope was placed close to Fang Yun's body before, and Qi Yan seemed to be able to feel Fang Yun's body temperature through this close-fitting thing again, he was holding on to the rope and was reluctant to let go.

Maybe it still smells like Brother Fang's body.

"After you come back this time, you must come and report to me." Fang Yun urged again, "Otherwise, I don't worry."