I heard that he will die soon

So Hu Sangang met Jun Yan, chatted for a few words, reported on work, and then continued to drive to the Devil's Cult.

The road between Jun Yan and Yan Qiu, because of Yan Qiu's delicate existence, is said to be hurrying, but in fact...

There is still a big difference in the nature of traveling with a carriage and traveling with a fast horse.

Yan Qiu counted the time, and it was probably only a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival that he would arrive at the Devil's Cult.

Regarding the matter of getting married, Yan Qiu naturally didn't want to be so anxious, but Jun Yan said earlier that he was happy, so it didn't matter if he was anxious.

After that, there were not too many twists and turns on the road. Although someone recognized Jun Yan and 'Xiao Qiu' on the way, but the name of the leader of the Demon Cult was outside, and with so many people with him, no fool would come to make trouble.

On the contrary, I ran into acquaintances, some knew Jun Yan, and some knew Yan Qiu.

However, those who knew Jun Yan knew that he didn't talk much, so they chatted a little when they met, and saw that they were on their way without much delay, and they were quite avoiding suspicion towards Yan Qiu, the bride.

As for Yan Qiu...

Everyone knows the name of 'Xiao Qiu', and they also know that he is the adopted sister of Lord Ningyao of Feiyan Palace, but... there is no one who knows him.

I don't know where Xiao Qiu came from. The rumors about Xiao Qiu in the world, except that "she" is a peerless beauty saved by Jun Yan, only Xiao Qiu is poisonous, and ordinary people can't touch it. It's over.

Where it came from, I don't know.

The people Yan Qiu knew came from various identities, but there was no 'Xiao Qiu'.So Yan Qiu naturally ignored it.

Traveling all the way south like this, when Yan Qiu went down the mountain, he came out with Qinglan Hongzi, there was nothing wrong with Junyan at all.When they went back, it was the other way around, and the relationship between the two had also undergone tremendous changes.

When I went down the mountain, I still wore a cloak, and when I went back, it was another autumn.

Thinking about it this way, when he arrived at the foot of the Devil's Cult Mountain, Yan Qiu was still quite emotional.

Yan Qiu: "Master, calculate the time, in half a month, it will be a year."

When he said this suddenly, the group of people next to him didn't react for a while, but Jun Yan looked at him sideways and responded lightly.

Yan Qiu: "I almost forgot that I was still poisoned."

Jun Yan: "It's okay, it will be solved."

Seven days and seven days, it is said that it is a poison that can only live for seven days, Yan Qiu has lived happily for a year, and if he doesn't say it, others will almost forget it.

When several of Yan Qiu's subordinates thought of this, their expressions were not very good for a moment, they looked down at the reins in their hands, and remained silent.

Yan Qiu laughed, his voice clear and brisk, "Speaking of which, the leader may not believe it, but I am quite grateful for the poison."

If it weren't for this poison, the system would not have appeared, and it would be impossible for him to land at the foot of the Devil's Cult Mountain.

A series of things after that will not happen, maybe he has nothing to do with Jun Yan in this life.

But there is another possibility, after all, there is still a 'no' behind Jun Yan, which he has not yet understood.

Hearing what he said, the members of the Devil's Cult and Yan Qiu's subordinates showed puzzled expressions. Jun Yan remained expressionless, and raised his hand to caress the black hair on the back of his head, "You tell me, I will believe it."

"Heh." Yan Qiu narrowed his eyes, watching the carriage slowly go up the mountain, getting closer to the Demon Cult, "I don't know how Sister Lan Xin is doing now."

"It's okay."

"What Sister Lan Xin thinks is none of my business." Yan Qiu put down the curtain of the car, and hugged Jun Yan's arm sideways, "The leader is mine, and what other people say can't change it."

Jun Yan looked down at him and responded softly.

The carriage moved forward, and gradually, a familiar scene appeared in front of him. For some reason, Yan Qiu suddenly thought of Shen Qing.

"Master, where is Shen Qing?"

Before Shen Qing had to cut his fingers every month to give blood to Xue Qian, after he left Heyang, Shen Qing didn't seem to follow Jun Yan around.

Yan Qiu suddenly asked such a question, and Qing Mu, who was seeing the carriage coming up, paused when he heard the words.

Jun Yan: "I don't know."

Qing Mu came over, with a smile on his face, and wanted to help Yan Qiu down, and said: "Shen Qing went to Islam early in the morning, so he should be in the medicine hall right now. Master misses him?"

"No, I suddenly remembered such a person." Yan Qiu was not tactful, and said bluntly, helping Qing Mu's hand to get off the car, "Long time no see, sister Qing Mu."

"You still remember me."

"Sister Qingmu was so beautiful, how could I forget?" Yan Qiu frowned, turned to see Jun Yan also got out of the car, and stretched out his hand.

Jun Yan also reached out his hand, and held him.

This movement was so natural that Jun Yan held Yan Qiu without even moving his brows.

But the two of them were natural. Qing Mu, who was used to the leader's solitude, still felt a little uncomfortable seeing this scene.

Not only Qing Mu was not used to it, but the group of congregants who ran to the door to greet him were also very uncomfortable.

Let alone the reaction of Ming Dharma Protector, he said loudly: "See the leader."

So everyone came back to their senses and saluted Jun Yan with one voice.

Jun Yan's expression remained unchanged, "Well, let's get up."

Yan Qiu blinked, and realized that there were quite a lot of people in the Demon Cult.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Jun Yan tilted his head and said to him: "The sub-rudder will also send someone over, and we can see you tomorrow."

Yan Qiu blinked: "See me?"

Jun Yan: "Yes."

Yan Qiu: "But I didn't prepare a gift."

"It's okay."

"There is no meeting ceremony, isn't it good?"

"It's okay."

"How about, the leader lend me a little?"

"……it is good."

The people who were treated as background boards: "..."

Babao Liansheng and others who were hidden in the crowd because of the disparity in numbers: "..."

Master, can you take a look at us somehow?

There are too many people, and it is impossible to squeeze to the front. It is very distressing!