Brother, your character is broken

Looking at the size of Huaixi Pavilion, it is barely a villa, a relatively dilapidated villa.

But it has taken in a lot of people with half-devil physique.

Even the small towns below were affected and gathered into a settlement of half-demons.

To be honest, due to physical problems, the half-devil crowd has not been able to find a way to practice, so they can only learn from He Qiudong. It would be nice to be able to control a hoe to shovel the ground.

He Qiu is quite content with guarding this remote Xifu town and Huaixi Pavilion. Today he goes down the mountain to plant a field, and tomorrow he goes up the mountain to dig a bird's nest.Anyway, all the affairs of Huaixi Pavilion are still watched by his cheap apprentice.

Chu Yifei was led by Gu Beitang to a cool tree.

The trunk of the big camphor tree can't be hugged by several people. It's very luxuriant in summer, and even in the scorching summer, it is blocked from the shade of the tree.

When the farmers are tired from doing farm work, they will gather in the shade of the trees for an afternoon rest.

At this time, the cicadas were already very noisy, and the people who urged them were drowsy. The little girls came along the field ridge with herbal tea well water. The man, sweating and resting with his outer shirt on.

He Qiu was lying in the shade of a tree, and seeing Chu Yifei walking over in coarse clothes with muddy sweat on his face, he quickly stretched out his hands, "Hey, come here quickly, why did you make it like this?"

Chu Yifei pursed her lips and smiled, and threw herself into He Qiu's arms, soaking in He Qiu's sweat.

However, Gu Beitang didn't have any sweat on his face. Compared with the group of old men lying in the shade of the trees, panting for heat, this handsome young man looked like he could shovel another ten acres of land, and he didn't even mess up his clothes.

The laughter of the girl's family came over, and everyone took a peek at Gu Beitang, secretly blushing and blamed the weather for being too hot.

The daily practice of Huaixi Pavilion is very important, and more importantly, it is helping the farmers at the bottom of the mountain to farm.

After all, He Qiuqiong's jingle sounded, and all his food depended on joining hands with farmers down the mountain to help him.

Chu Yifei has been staying in Huaixi Pavilion for a month, obediently running behind Gu Beitang's butt every day.He was reading the sword manual while the senior was practicing swordsmanship. He Qiu thought that the boy was interested in swordsmanship, so he specially made him a small wooden sword.

I didn't want Chu Yifei to rely on Gu Beitang habitually, and had no interest in sword practice at all. He practiced with Gu Beitang a few times with a wooden sword, and Gu Beitang found that his junior brother might not be suitable for sword practice.

Not only is it not suitable for practicing swords, it is simply not suitable for cultivating immortals, and even the most basic perception is stumbled.

But it was rare for Gu Beitang to patiently accompany his junior brother through stumbles and stumbles.

The people in Huaixi Pavilion feel that the child has grown up and knows how to hurt others.

In the past, he ignored anyone who put him in front of Gu Beitang, let alone taking care of children.

Now Chu Yifei was pulled over by a fat aunt, washed her face in cool well water, and thanked her in a thin voice.

The auntie likes this child when she sees her whiteness, soft-spoken and cute appearance. Her child rolls around in the field all day long, chasing chickens and dogs. Compared with the two sides, Chu Yifei should not be too likable.

"This child is good-looking, white and clean like a steamed bun." The aunt's voice was loud, attracting many eyes.

"It's Bai Jing, after all, it's a child of the fairy gate hahaha." An old man fanned a cattail leaf fan, looked at Chu Yifei's eyebrows and eyes carefully, and said to He Qiu, "Do you have to be so beautiful to enter your gate?" child?"

He Qiu shook his legs in a spirited way, and clicked his tongue a few times: "That's because the child looks good on his own, I don't dislike you if you want to be crooked."

Chu Yifei was surrounded by a group of little girls, chirping and giving him water and sweets, Chu Yifei panicked and timidly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Gu Beitang drank a bowl of herbal tea, looked at the child in such distress, and spoke: "Go on."

Chu Yifei raised her eyes to look at him in a panic, and then opened her palm to collect the candy.

Chu Yifei really didn't get in touch with so many people. When he was with his mother, he could get in touch with very few people. After growing up for seven or eight years, he didn't even go out of the pavilion a few times.

He still couldn't resist such a scene.

"Why does this child listen to his senior brother so much, like a little daughter-in-law." A girl pushed aside the candy wrapper and stuffed a piece into Chu Yifei's mouth. Seeing him so quiet, she couldn't help joking.

Speaking of the little daughter-in-law, everyone’s Xia Wen escaped, and everyone became excited. The country people are vulgar, and no one can take it back when the chatter is opened. Wife, whose concubine's temper is the hottest is shaken out one by one in the conversation and laughter between you and me.

He Qiu listened to it as interesting, inserted a few words from time to time, and talked about the most talented singer by the Qinhuai River in a coquettish manner.

Gu Beitang himself sat a little far away from them to meditate, naturally forming a transparent barrier.

No one would want to disturb him. First, Gu Beitang has a cold personality and never likes lively occasions. Second, the pillar of Huaixi Pavilion is Gu Beitang in the final analysis.

Although He Qiu said that he established the Huaixi Pavilion on his own, he is really just a half-assed guy, with a thick skin and a sharp mouth, and repeatedly brushed his existence on occasions held by the various immortal sects, just to get them to recognize the Huaixi Pavilion.

Gu Beitang is actually the one who can fight the most and is most recognized by the immortal sects.

Don't say whether there is someone in Quanhuaixi Pavilion who can rival Gu Beitang, even the biggest disciple of Qingfeng sect has to respect Gu Beitang a little.

The aura is thick and pure, even if it is a wooden sword in his hand, it will not reveal any flaws, and his swordsmanship is even more proficient. The head of the Sword Talisman Sect takes pity on his aptitude, and secretly inserts several sword manuals for him every year.

In the sword meeting when he was 14 years old, Gu Beitang won the first place in one fell swoop, and took a wooden sword to hit the faces of all the immortals. Many people noticed the big disciple of Huaixi Pavilion, and it was like digging out the pride of the day if he wanted to break his head. to his own door.

But Gu Beitang didn't care about it, guarding Huaixi Pavilion like a door god.

But now he was interrupted.

Gu Beitang opened his eyes and saw that it was Chu Yifei lying on his lap, looking up at him.

The child's body was soft and warm, and his wet eyes stared at him with some hope.

Seeing Gu Beitang open his eyes, he hurriedly spread out his small hand to show him the candy in his palm.

"It's sweet, it's delicious." Chu Yifei was fed a piece of candy, felt the sweetness, and hurriedly sent it to Gu Beitang.

Gu Beitang looked at the sticky candy in the child's hand, and didn't really want to eat it.But Chu Yifei looked eager and couldn't bear to refuse, so he reached out and took a piece.

It is the sophora flower candy made by the farmers themselves. The cuts are uneven in size. It doesn’t look very good, but it tastes refreshing and refreshing. Sophora japonica blooms timidly in the mouth. It’s not very sweet, but it’s sweet. Sweet and sweet, it doesn't match the appearance.

Seeing that Gu Beitang had eaten, Chu Yifei stood up happily, and went to deliver candy to He Qiu.

I sent it around, but I only ate one.

Gu Beitang bent the corners of his mouth unobtrusively, and pressed his tongue against the candy in his mouth, a piece of his fair cheek protruded.

After the noise was over, fatigue swept over the whole body, and everyone lay down under the tree and fell asleep.

Chu Yifei slept peacefully with his pillow on the trunk of the camphor tree, so naturally he didn't notice a crow quietly standing on the dense branch watching him.

He Qiu glanced at the tree, and saw the black crow.

He stood up and ticked his fingers at the crow, and the crow flapped its wings and flew to his arm, uttering a cry of dissatisfaction.

He Qiu frowned: "Be quiet."

The crow flapped its wings, looking very displeased.

He Qiu was afraid of disturbing others, so he walked a long way along the road before speaking: "Speak."

The crow shivered proudly, its jet-black feathers shining beautifully in the sunlight.

"Wow, He Qiu, I risked my life to find out information for you." The crow moved his mouth and spit out human words.

He Qiu snorted coldly, and lazily ignored it.

The crow scratched his arm: "Wow, you are still the same."

He Qiu: "If you know who I am, don't try to take advantage of me."

Crow lowered his head very decadently, hum, anyway, he will go to Fu Zhiyan to get it back.

This crow is not a real crow, it is a kind of spiritual beast, without a specific form, it is born to transform into various postures, which is called "Hua". It can be described as the world's number one wall grass.

Fu Zhiyan's first gift to He Qiu in the early years was this spirit beast, and He Qiu laughed at it.

Although the two of them tended to be old and dead, Hua still turned the two ends. He Qiu couldn't get it right, so Fu Zhiyan just took a few spiritual fruits and ate it.

"Wow, Chu Xiao is dead, and Wen Rushuang is also dead." The crow jumped onto He Qiu's shoulder: "Chu Xiao's heart is indeed with Wen Rushuang."

If a person from the Demon Race falls in love with someone, they can fuse their heart with their lover, which means living together and dying together.

It's just that Chu Xiao has always been cautious in doing things, even Wen Rushuang spent many years to determine whether the heart of the demon king is on her or not.

As for whether the affection was too much, or just a bargaining chip to threaten Wen Rushuang, it is impossible to determine now.

He Qiu said "um" lightly, without any emotion.

This made the crow wish he could kick him.

He Qiu hid in the remote West Mansion and ignored the outside world for many years. Naturally, he didn't know how tragic the battle was. Anyway, the crow almost gave his life there to inquire about the news.

"Wow, Fu Zhiyan was also injured. The injury was so serious that he couldn't even get up." Crow knew that he didn't want to hear about Fu Zhiyan, so he insisted on telling him to make him respond.

"Tell me what to do? I can still save him." He Qiu waved the crow away, turned around and left.

The crow relentlessly followed behind: "Wow, you can save him, you need the blood of the big demon as medicine."

Fu Zhiyan and Chu Xiao fought for the longest time, and when it finally ended, people could only lift a limp blood man from the battlefield.

The meridians were broken, and the five internal organs were shattered, hanging by Fu Zhiyan's own spiritual breath.

Crow really can't bear to see him humming He Qiu's name with his eyes closed. He looks like he met his old lover before he died. If he didn't have the strength, his words would be vague. The personal affair of the head of the sect is about to spread throughout the mainland.

He Qiu had the title of mad dog back then because he always ignored and had no way out on the battlefield.

With a sword and a halberd piercing his body, and five thunders hitting his head, he is like an immortal ghost, killing him as soon as he comes out.

In fact, his ability to regenerate is so powerful that he can regenerate even severed limbs.

So his blood is indeed a good medicine to save Fu Zhiyan.

He Qiu just walked forward, and the crow saw that he was very heartless, and hurriedly yelled: "He Qiu, are you leaving him alone? If you leave him alone, he will die!"

He Qiu blushed and said angrily, "I gave it to him. He doesn't need it himself. If he hates it, whoever can save him!"

The crow finally caught up with him, frightened by his roar, Zhi Leng turned into a little rabbit, scurrying around with its tail shaking.

Seeing him like this, He Qiu laughed instead, grabbed the rabbit's neck, and with a little force, the rabbit's legs flopped helplessly.

"Since you know who I am, you shouldn't fly around in front of me." He Qiu's Ruifeng eyes looked mean, but now they looked more like a sharp knife, which made people startled.

The rabbit's red eyes were filled with tears, and it screamed.

He Qiu didn't intend to kill it, but just to scare it, and within a moment he let go: "If he still keeps that exquisite white porcelain bottle, it will be regarded as saving his life."

In the early years, He Qiu was afraid that he would leave early, so he took a bottle of blood from the Linglong bottle and gave it to him, but I don't know if Fu Zhiyan kept it.

"If it's gone." He Qiu pulled out his sleeve, took out a porcelain bottle and stuffed it into the rabbit's arms: "Give this to him."

He Qiu is hard-spoken and soft-hearted and fights back ruthlessly, scaring people with his mouth, but he has already prepared blood behind his back, waiting for it to come and take it.

The rabbit kicked its legs and disappeared immediately.

The author has something to say:

When He Qiu was under Chu Xiao's seat before, he was a representative of people who didn't talk too much. He especially liked good-looking people. Fu Zhiyan once cried because of jealousy, which shocked He Qiu.

After that, he restrained himself, although He Qiu laughed at him a lot about this matter later.Fu Zhiyan: Am I shameless?