Nine Desolation Youth Tour

Days go by, and years go by in the blink of an eye.Ruan Qingshi was still the same Ruan Qingshi, the hope of the Ruan family's generation, the leader of Shi Tianfu's generation, the genius among geniuses, the proud son of heaven in everyone's eyes.

The child grows up slowly.

Spring, autumn, winter and summer.

The wheels ran over the snow, and the wheels were heard from afar, but they disappeared.

Shake off a tree of white flowers.

Under the plaque with the big gilt characters "Ruan's Mansion", there are several figures standing.

"Young master," the old butler walked towards him, pointed to the carriage that was faintly visible in the distance, and said, "Young master is back! I haven't seen you for so long, young master, do you still remember what you look like?"

The young man stood up and saluted to him—the people around him. His clear and cold eyes fell on him, and he responded lightly: "Remember."

The boy's eyes were cold and clear, with a rare innocence.

There are not many people like this in this hostile world of cultivating immortals.

The second son, who was wearing the fox fur specially hunted in the north, raised the corners of his lips, looked at the legendary nephew half-mockingly, and nodded slightly.

The boy didn't care, and looked away.

Ruan Qinglan was young, and she was most afraid of the ice and snow. After waiting for two hours, she finally failed to "wait for my brother to come back", and was coaxed and persuaded by the old housekeeper and Ruan Qingwen to go back to hug the stove.

Nearly.

The boy in the wind and snow raised his hand, and his cold palm slowly covered his left cheek.

The little maid at the back whispered, "It's so cold."

"Isn't it... Hey, look, the young master has no aura like us, he doesn't even wear fox fur, isn't he cold?"

"Who knows... It's none of our business after all, after all, young master..."

Don't listen to what follows.I've heard it thousands of times, and it's just a few broken words over and over again, which doesn't make any sense.

The teenager smiled lightly.

Next to him, the second young master who was wrapped in snow-white fox fur cast a glance.

The young man next to the old housekeeper scolded: "What are you talking about! Go to work!"

That was his son, his personality followed his father's, he was calm and tactful, he could wink, and it was widely rumored in the house that he inherited his father's business, so he was very prestigious among the servants.

The little girl with a broken mouth was sent to the kitchen, and one of them said as she walked, "Oh, Miss Lan's small kitchen is warm..."

Ruan Qingwen said suddenly: "Don't worry about it." He smiled softly again: "These people have heard too much about my elder brother's deeds, and they themselves have mixed spiritual veins, so it is inevitable that they will look down on those who have no spiritual power. waste."

The young man lowered his head and said slowly: "...Thank you uncle."

The snow is so heavy.

The carriage stopped in front of the house.

"Eldest son!"

"Why is your son wearing such thin clothes? Go quickly and get Xin Gong's tiger cloak from the storeroom!"

In the rush and chatter, only the person surrounded in the middle is the most conspicuous.

Yi Shansui watched quietly without speaking.

This person is dressed in brocade and white robes, and his appearance is somewhat similar to Ruan Qingwen's, but his smiling brows and eyes are brighter, and there is a smile in his eyes, soaked in a touch of warmth.

The texture is proud and frosty, and the wind is cold.With a smile on his face and a face like a crown of jade, he is known as Tengjiao Qifeng in the world, one of the few romantic figures, the eldest son of the Ruan family, and the son.

He is also his foster father in name.

For some reason, he suddenly laughed in a low voice. Ruan Qing, who was in the crowd, looked over from time to time, but his words were stopped by his gaze.

This shirt is inevitably too thin.

The figure of the young man is actually quite slender, and it seems that he should be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ruan Qingshi, but he stood in the snow for too long, covered with plain wax, he seemed to melt into the flying frost and falling snow.

Ruan Qingshi looked at the person in front of the door, and was about to speak, when suddenly a silver light flashed in the corner of his eyes, he dodged like a reflex, and then the arrow came through the air, Yi Shansui couldn't dodge it in time, the arrow sank into his shoulder.

Ruan Qing was taken aback, quickly took off the cloak and covered him, pulled out the sword at his waist, and jumped out of the window.

The Ruan family immediately fell into chaos.The tree attracts the wind, and the well-known Ruan family will never lack people who regard it as a roadblock, but they never thought that today, when welcoming the future master back to the mansion, the young master will be stabbed by others - the old housekeeper hastily ordered After a circle, he leaned over and asked earnestly: "Young master, where is the injury?"

Yi Shansui shook his head, the snow between his eyebrows stained his eyelashes, "Hurry up and chase! Be careful in ambush."

There was a rustle outside, and then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The old butler knew that this cheap young man had no spiritual power, so he helped him approach, and saw the assassin in black being stabbed in the heart with a sword, and Ruan Qing Half-kneeling on the ground, the cold snow and biting wind hit her body, the blood continued to overflow, her face was so pale that she seemed about to fall down, and she couldn't open her eyes anymore.

Xie Yi Shansui panicked, pushed away the butler, knelt beside him, and looked into those still smiling eyes, shining like stars.

"You are crazy!"

Hastily inspecting the wound, he gritted his teeth and said every word: "Ruan Qingshi! You don't want to die!"

He smiled slightly, "Shan Sui...? It's okay, please worry about me for a while..."

It turned out that he met the sword's edge and played a bitter trick?

He laughed heartily, and Yi Shansui just stared blankly at him. Thinking of this in his heart, he became sluggish and even a little silly. Ruan Qingshi probably understood him when he saw his expression. With a sudden change, he looked up and fell down.

The old housekeeper exclaimed, and Ruan Qingshi's body was limp on Yi Shansui's shoulder.

The old housekeeper: "My son, the injury I received in the trial just now hasn't healed yet..."

After serving Ruan Qing for a few days, the sword wound was [-]% healed. Yi Shansui felt helpless for this man's rogue strength, so he could barely resist the urge to rub his wound and make medicine according to the prescription.

Fortunately, Ruan Qing was also savvy, and always clicked until the end, so the two of them didn't really get started.

One day, Yi Shansui had no intention of mentioning the assassin of that day, Ruan Qingshi listened silently for a moment, then said leisurely: "Kill it, it's all over once."

"Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots."

"Okay, okay, what are you going to do?"

Yi Shansui paused his hand holding the spoon, his eyelashes trembled, "I don't know. If torture is used, he might not be able to bear it. It took so much effort to rescue him. He shouldn't just be allowed to die like this."

"That's right." Ruan Qingshi touched his chin, pretended to ask, and said with a smile: "In my opinion, it's better to pour a bowl of ecstasy soup."

Feel helpless for his scumbag.Yi Shansui stood up, Ruan Qingshi grabbed his sleeve and said with a smile: "I'm just joking, look at you, why are you so angry?"

The ice in his eyes remained undiminished, and he looked sideways at him, silent.

Ruan Qingshi sighed faintly, "Actually, I know that you don't want to talk too much with me, but I'm still thinking, when you were young, you obviously loved me the most, why, after you have been away for a few years, brother, you still dislike me?— — Huh? Angry?"

Yi Shansui's expression remained unchanged, he turned and left.

Ruan Qingshi got up quickly, "I just hoped that you wouldn't alienate me so much, okay, okay, I have a solution, just wait."

Yi Shansui said, "It's not this."

Ruan Qingshi: "What?"

Yi Shansui raised his head, "Are you teasing me with your injury?"

Ruan Qing was dumbfounded.

Within three days, Ruan Qingshi really got the words out of the assassin's mouth, it was actually from Yanqiu's place, so Ruan Qingshi couldn't help grinding his teeth: "Can I be implicated in the matter of Yanqiu?"

Yi Shansui was expressionless and remained calm.

Since being picked up by Ruan Qingshi more than ten years ago, he has become part of the Ruan family.

There is not much age difference between him and Ruan Qingshi, and there is no such person as the mother in the legend, so Ruan Qingshi made a final deliberation, considering Yi Shansui's refusal to call him father, and wanted to be recognized as righteous. younger brother.

But the Ruan family couldn't agree that an inexplicable "illegitimate child" insulted Ruan's father's reputation, so in the end they dragged Ruan Qingshi under his own name and kept it secret.

Ruan Qingshi considers himself an enlightened "father" and does not force his child to take his surname. After the child showed his attachment to the surname "Yi", he thought about it and let him go. At worst, he missed his dead wife and let the child With the mother's surname.

Only the word "Shan Sui" was created by him himself.

The spring blossoms are running, and the mountains and grass are green every year.

It was also his tolerance that made this little brat more and more lawless.

"It's not my business?"

Facing Yi Shansui's words, Ruan Qing sighed, "Shansui..."

"I do not want to hear."

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up." Ruan Qingshi said, "Qianqiu is a good girl, you've seen her before. Why do you always hate her?"

Yi Shansui was taken aback for a moment, and something soft covered his lips.