Everyone asks me

Qian Ziwen leaned over to pick up the cat, and stared at Qi Youtian with green glazed eyes, "Senior brother Qi has difficulties, and I understand. After all, I have the qualifications of a furnace, and I have no ambitions. No matter how much I have worked hard, I am not worthy of your expectations."

The little boy lowered his head, but the hand stroking the white cat trembled, "I let Senior Brother Qi down, I will practice hard, and Snow Flower will be entrusted to Senior Brother Qi."

These few words were spoken in a calm manner, only the sense of self-abandonment made Qi Youtian feel restless in his throat.

This is his little junior brother, who is too sensible and too inferior.The young Jianxiu closed his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Qian Ziwen's wrist, and didn't let go after just one click.

Maybe he was really surprised, Qian Ziwen was stunned for a moment, the white cat fell from his arms on the ground, and repeatedly meowed and accused the owner of slack.

Qian Ziwen let Qi Youtian hold his wrist, which was too slender, Qi Youtian's index finger and thumb could wrap it around it.

That part of the skin was cool and soft, Qi Youtian's heart trembled, and he took advantage of the situation to hold Qian Ziwen's hand, interlacing his fingers in an intimate gesture.

The little junior didn't break free, only the thick eyelashes trembled violently, covering those emerald green eyes.

"This time I took the initiative to ask to come to Nanzhou. I don't worry about you. I'm afraid that something will happen to you alone." Qi Youtian said word by word, "I'm worried about you, so I want to come to see you. Junior brother is not happy. gone?"

Qian Ziwen just shook his head and didn't speak, but the tip of his ear was slightly red.

Qi Youtian said again: "In another month, it will be the Qunyu Mountain Meeting. Master asked me to take you to see the excitement. There are many people in the Qunyu Mountain Meeting, and it is inevitable that the younger brother is not cultivated enough to avoid being bullied. So take advantage of this time, you You have to hurry up and practice."

Standing on the ground, Feng Hua almost wanted to roll his eyes at Qi Youtian.What kind of talk is this? He went around and said a lot of things, but in the end he let Mozun practice obediently.

Among the many people who pursued the demon king, Qi Youtian was the one with the worst love talk.Jianxiu is worthy of being a swordsman, with a straightforward personality and no romantic heart, Fenghua felt a little pity for him after hearing this.

The white cat wagged its tail and yawned. He heard Qian Ziwen ask again: "What if I live up to my brother's hope and fail to break through the foundation?"

"Then I can't help it." Qi Youtian said, "Even if my junior brother is not good at cultivation, I will protect you, and I will protect you for the rest of my life."

Fenghua almost stared out his eyes, it turns out that Qi Youtian is not not good at talking about love, but he is too good at talking about love.His personal style is the same as his sword moves, sharp and concise to the point.

Just this sentence is better than many confessions.Fenghua stretched out his tongue and licked his fur, but couldn't help but sneer, does this little swordsman know what vow he made just now?

When he parted ways with the demon king in the future, no amount of vows and love words would be of any use.Instead of making big wishes with empty teeth, it is better to take some practical actions, such as doing something practical and useful for the Demon Lord.

Just like myself, I can serve as a neckerchief for the Demon Lord, wouldn't the Demon Lord be very happy?Besides, who is Mozun, and when does he need protection from others, this person is too overestimated.

Maybe Qian Ziwen was really stunned, maybe he didn't know how to respond, anyway, he was dragged away by Qi Youtian's hand, leaving the white cat standing there in a daze, wanting to cry but not crying.

Mozun, why don't you love me anymore?What's so good about this little sword cultivator? He speaks too straight and too abruptly. How can he compare to a fluffy and warm cat?

It's a lie, the master will definitely not abandon himself.

Fenghua stayed in place for three seconds as if angry, and the two walked further and further away.The white cat drooped its ears, seeing a female cultivator trying to reach out to touch him, he couldn't help but squeezed out of the crowd.

Even going to the inn is a sad place, instead of looking at the Demon Lord and the little sword repairer getting bored, it's better to bask in the sun and enjoy the warm wind, and be quiet and quiet, anyway, the Demon Lord will definitely come out to find him.

Unexpectedly, after waiting, Fenghua waited from noon to midnight.The warm sun has disappeared, and the half-circle moon hangs in the sky, desolate and lonely.

Fenghua is not hungry, he is just lonely.A snow-white cat on the roof wags its big tail weakly, making its appearance even more pitiful.

Suddenly, a cool hand touched Fenghua's head to his back, making the white cat meow comfortably.

Lanyao stretched halfway, Fenghua quit, he turned his head and glared at the man, "Didn't the demon king not want me anymore, why do you still touch me? I'm not a random cat, only my master can touch me ..."

Halfway through the conversation, the white cat stopped talking.

The Demon Lord dressed in black sat on the roof with his chin resting, even though the moonlight in the sky was cold and desolate, falling on that beautiful and handsome face, it added a bit of beauty to him.

It's so beautiful, the white cat thought foolishly.He suddenly realized what he was doing, and suddenly turned his head away, but his heart was itching to turn back again.

That hand gently scratched the white cat's ears again, Fenghua restrained himself from meowing, and didn't even wag his tail.

"I suspect that you were deceived by me with a dried fish because I was good-looking." Mozun said slowly, "You were only so old at that time, and you knew how to be greedy for beauty."

Fenghua immediately retorted: "What's wrong with the cat, is it okay for the demon to discriminate against cats? Who doesn't like good-looking things, whether it's glass beads or flowers and butterflies, I like them all."

"Well, good cat."

Just this one sentence has completely wiped out the resentment in Fenghua's heart.Qian Ziwen stretched out his arms to hug Fenghua, put him on his knees, and slowly combed his hair.

The white cat squinted its eyes comfortably, and asked, "Mozun, where is Qi Youtian?"

The black-clothed demon cultivator answered unhurriedly: "I left that body behind to cultivate, and came out to find you on purpose. Most people can't see through it, so it's more than enough to fool him."

This also shows that in Mozun's heart, he is much more important than Qi Youtian.The white cat shook its ears happily, and couldn't help being more serious: "Who does the Demon Lord like more, me or the little sword repairman?"

Moxiu in black said: "Qi Youtian is useful to me."

Feng Hua was not satisfied with this kind of answer that avoids the important and ignores the important.He clasped Qian Ziwen's hand with his claws, and he had to get an affirmative answer, "What about me, what about me?"

"You are my cat."

But he has changed shape, not just a cat anymore.Fenghua was extremely wronged, he blinked his blue eyes, aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Mozun suddenly picked up the white cat, and stared at him with moonlight-like light silver eyes, "At least in this world, you are the only one who will never betray me or stab me with a sword."

The white cat nodded vigorously, of course.The master raised him up, fed him, groomed him and played with him, of course he had to be nice to the master.

Qian Ziwen hugged the white cat tightly to his shoulders, and said coldly: "Qi Youtian, the Son of Heaven is destined to be extraordinary. Originally, I didn't have any enmity with him. He is useful to my future plans, so I can only count him This time."

"I didn't expect that he didn't like the White Feather Demon Venerable, but he just fell in love with a little monk whose aptitude is not very useful. This really surprised me."

Hearing the Mozun's tone, the white cat couldn't help shivering.He began to sympathize with Qi Youtian from the bottom of his heart, after all, it is not a good thing for Mozun to think about it.

If it was the former Demon Lord, no matter who he was kind to anyone, his heart was so soft that he didn't look like a Demon Cultivator at all.Even though he was robbed in the end, the Demon Venerable didn't kill anyone, at most he abolished his cultivation and threw it aside.

On the contrary, those who besieged the Demon Lord had internal strife among themselves, and the many deeds they committed were too disgraceful, so they all blamed the Demon Lord for all the bad things.

This time, the demon respected the new awakening, as if he was a different person.Even if Fenghua was his cat, he couldn't guess what Mozun was thinking.

But what does that matter, Fenghua is a cat, he is a bit stupid and not smart, he only looks for one master in his life and never leaves.No matter where Mozun goes, Fenghua will follow.

"Good cat." Qian Ziwen said softly, the fluffy and hot little thing on his shoulder was extremely quiet, not even making a sound, but the weight and temperature were real.

No wonder monks have lived for a long time and want to raise a spiritual pet.Not only because it is useful, but also because this little thing is faithful and reliable, it will never betray you, it is much better than humans.

When Qian Ziwen had had enough of the moonlight, he stood up holding Fenghua, his black long sleeves fluttering in the moonlight.

Fenghua was a little sleepy, he asked in a daze, "Where is Mozun going?"

"Go find someone, Mo Xiu." Qian Ziwen said vaguely, "Let's say it first, when you see him, you have to be good, and you can't get mad or get angry."

The white cat tilted its head and thought for a while, but obediently agreed.After all, except for Qi Youtian, no one in this world can make him angry.

*****

Today, a big and proud customer came to Qiyun Tower, and the whole yard was booked up as soon as he entered the door. Zhang's mother was so happy that her eyes narrowed, she hurriedly called all the girls and young ladies to come out to meet the guests.

However, that handsome and generous guest had too critical a vision.

He scowled at the top girl for a long time, saying that she was a vulgar fan, pale and mediocre.The most popular young lady was also kicked out by him, saying that she is inferior to her beauty, and that one glance would stain his eyes.

This man's words were really blunt, he picked and picked, and already made several girls cry.Zhang's mother knew that this person was a stubble, so she could only cruelly call out the treasure of the town building, a small stove that rarely received customers.

The young boy is only 16 years old, with a handsome appearance and a good personality. In addition, he is naturally capable of captivating all living beings. If he hadn't encountered such a stubborn stubble, Zhang's mother would not be willing to let him pick up guests.

The guest was still dissatisfied, he frowned and clicked his tongue, reluctantly let the cauldron stay, and he drank with the small cauldron alone.

The little furnace named Qiuyun is very well-behaved, he only pours wine for the guests and doesn't interrupt.He has long understood that the more this kind of guest is, the more tempered he will be, so it is right not to say anything.

However, this guest didn't want to be soft and hard. He was handsome and handsome with three points of impatience and three points of boredom, so he asked directly: "I asked you to pour the wine, and you poured the wine, and you wouldn't even resist?"

What's the point?Qiu Yun blinked, thinking she had heard wrong.

"I think your appearance is somewhat similar to him, so I chose you. Looking at it now, it turns out that you are not as proud as he is at all." The guest moved away and pushed the wine glass to Qiuyun. , and signaled him to pour wine.

Sure enough, Qiuyun rolled his eyes in his heart.This person must be unable to ask for some monk's power, so he can only go to the brothel to find a substitute.

It was the uncle who paid the money, Qiuyun didn't think about anything with him, he just obediently poured a glass of wine and put it in front of the guests.

Suddenly, Qiu Yun heard someone ask, "I'm curious about who he looks like."

Qiuyun's heart skipped a beat, there were only the two of them in this room, where did the third voice come from?

He couldn't help leaning closer to the guest, already feeling a little scared.

At some point when the window opened, a man in black with a white cat in his arms rolled in from the window.

The lights behind him were brilliant and extraordinary, even against the light, that face was not deprived of any color by the bright lights outside the window, on the contrary, it became more and more outstanding.

The dizzy yellow light made the thick long eyelashes tremble slightly, and also gave a little warmth to those light silver eyes, even if they were ruthless, they were also affectionate.

It turns out that there really are such people in the world.Even the well-informed Qiu Yun couldn't help swallowing.He blinked his eyes, afraid that he might be wrong.

The man in black walked up to Qiuyun on his own, first put the white cat he was holding aside, and stretched out his hand to pinch Qiuyun's chin.

Originally, this behavior was too frivolous and disrespectful, but because the man's face was too good-looking, Qiu Yun was fascinated by it at a glance, so he didn't resist.

This feeling is really like a dream, Qiu Yun thought in a daze.

He had fantasized about a person before, who was his sweetheart, but after several revisions and repeated smearing, it was completely different from the original imagination.

However, this man in black, his eyebrows, eyes, and lips are exactly the same as the person in Qiu Yun's fantasy, there is no difference.

Qiu Yun had already forgotten to breathe, and let the man in black pinch his chin to look carefully.

The outstretched fingers of the man in black were slightly cool, making the lights almost transparent in white.He glanced at Qiu Yun's face with those beautiful light silver eyes, even though those eyes were too cold to have any warmth, they were still too touching.

It seemed that the man’s breath was fragrant and warm. He smiled in Qiu Yun’s ear and said, “Hey, I see. He has green eyes, no wonder you chose him.”

When the man in black let go of his hand, Qiu Yun felt a little lost.If possible, he would like to let that moment stay forever, even if time stops here, Qiu Yun is willing.

Immediately after Qiuyun's palm was stuffed with something, he looked down and saw that it was five Lingyu, which was quite a generous reward for him.

"You go back first, I have something to talk to him." The man in black waved his hand at Qiuyun, which meant to signal him to leave quickly.

Qiu Yun bit his lip and hesitated for a while, when he met such a person, what he wanted was never a reward.Even if he had to have a good time overnight, he was willing.

"I don't want to go." Qiuyun said bravely, "I want to stay..."

With a sneer, Qiuyun's face turned pale.

The guest who came first pushed the wine glass aside, his handsome face was full of impatience: "I don't know what is good and what is bad, and I am quite courageous."

"Why are you scaring the children? You really have no self-restraint." The man in black cast a sideways glance at the guest, and the guest fell silent, as if someone had hit him on the head and made him look stupid.

The man in black stood up, and he said to Qiuyun with a smile, "Do you also want to listen to the discussion of the Tianmu Haimu official?"

Even though his tone was still as friendly as before, after hearing the word Tianmuhai, Qiuyun immediately woke up from the bewilderment just now.

This is no longer a question of who one is attracted to, but an ordinary casual cultivator who has a relationship with Tianmuhai, and none of them can die well.

Whenever Qiuyun heard a few words, he would be killed by monk Tianmuhai on the spot before searching for his soul.Qiu Yun took three steps back, hurriedly closed the door, turned and ran.

Qian Ziwen looked at Qiuyun's back and said with emotion: "Tianmuhai has a really bad reputation."

It was useless for the Blood Soul Demon Lord to frighten him personally, the child disappeared without a trace as soon as he moved out of Tianmuhai, which shows that Tianmuhai is much more terrifying than Moxiu.

When there were only two people left in the room, the frivolity and impatience on the guest's face suddenly disappeared, and he asked coldly, "May I ask who you are, and what advice do you have?"

How many layers of protective restrictions have been set up in Qiyun Building, even if the guests will not be able to count them for a while.But this man in black can sneak in silently, how can he not make the guests vigilant?

"You don't know me anymore? Blood Soul Demon Lord and I have a lot of friendship." Qian Ziwen raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then suddenly realized, "Oh, I should know this time."

He transformed into an old-fashioned mask with red stripes on a white background, and as soon as he shook it in his hand, the guest's face darkened a little bit, and finally turned into a kind of self-defeating and helpless.

"So it's senior." The blood soul demon frowned and said, he wanted to force a smile, but unfortunately he couldn't, so he had no choice but to give up.

The blood soul demon has not forgotten, he was obsessed with wanting to bully that little furnace cauldron named Qian Ziwen, but in the end he caused a lot of trouble, and forcibly carried on black pot.

In this way, although the Blood Soul Demon Lord has greatly increased his prestige in the eyes of the monks of the demonic way, the blood soul is exhausted by the repeated pursuit and killing of the monks of the Taiyan Sect, which is simply not worthwhile.

"I don't know what advice does senior have?" Blood Soul uttered these words with difficulty, he said to himself calmly and you can't beat him calmly, so he could hold back and not reach out to punch this person hard.

"It's nothing, I missed you, so I came to see you." The black-clothed demon cultivator casually put the mask aside, picked up a glass of wine and sniffed it, "There's Chun Xiao San in this glass of wine, it's too strong and it hurts Body. I see that your mental and physical strength seems to be weak, and I don’t know if you can bear it.”

Is this person questioning his abilities again?Blood Soul was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.If it wasn't for the arrival of this uninvited guest, he would have turned upside down with his arms around the small cauldron named Qiuyun.

With such a little joy and comfort left, he still has to be ridiculed, and the blood soul is even more aggrieved.

What made him even more aggrieved was that the silent white cat suddenly turned into a human.

Two hairy ears, a pair of blue eyes, and a beautiful face, but his expression was too contemptuous. He tilted his blood soul and smiled, "It turns out that the blood soul demon, who is a dignified blood soul, also has times when he is deflated. I really opened my eyes."

When facing Qian Ziwen, Xuehun panicked, he was not so polite to Fenghua, he just raised his eyebrows and sneered: "You are a cat, you have nothing to shake your prestige. I am afraid that you were adopted as a spiritual pet by this senior. Fenghua Mage, who claims to be proud and never treats you as a pet, you look pretty cute lying in senior's arms, you are really a cute cat."

Unexpectedly, Fenghua was not angry at all, he took Qian Ziwen's palm as a matter of course, and let the man touch his ear, "What's so strange, I was the cat raised by the owner. Is it the blood soul demon king? hehe……"

That sentence can be regarded as hitting the blood soul's sore spot. He was aggrieved for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Senior, you are really dishonest. You are clearly the White Feather Demon Lord, and you still said no at that time."

"The name is just a title, why not change it if I want?" Qian Ziwen waved his hand lazily, not feeling ashamed at all for lying and deceiving others.

This person and cat didn't regard themselves as outsiders at all, Qian Ziwen was okay, but Fenghua was too rude.He reached out to dip his hand into the glass of wine, sniffed it and sneezed, and said disgustedly: "This wine is too bad, you are also to blame for being poor, you can only drink this kind of bad wine."

Blood Soul barely held back, but still didn't speak.

If it weren't for Fenghua being the cat of the White Feather Demon Lord, Xuehun really wanted to teach him what it means to have a sinister heart, and not to bully others just because you have a good master.

"Dare to ask White Feather Demon Venerable, what's your business?" Blood Soul asked calmly again, not sure when he would explode.

Maybe because he saw that the blood soul was aggrieved enough, Qian Ziwen finally replied mercifully: "The Qun Yushan meeting is coming, doesn't it mean that the blood soul demon doesn't want to go and see it?"

At the Qun Yushan meeting, Blood Soul was stunned for a moment.

That was a good opportunity for all the young monks in the world to gather together to discuss the principles of Taoism and practice sword skills.To put it bluntly, if you fight for the first place in the ring, whoever wins will become famous, and in the end, you can enter the place of trials to earn a fortune.

However, what does the Qunyu Mountain Society have to do with Moxiu?Blood Soul sighed in dismay, "White Feather Demon Venerable may not know, this is not hundreds of years ago. I am waiting for the Demon Cultivator, let alone participate in the Qunyu Mountain Meeting. Even if I accidentally leaked my identity, They will all be hunted down to death by the people of Tianmuhai."

"The lucky ones escaped, and the unlucky ones were caught and locked in a black prison. They would never get out of it for the rest of their lives. So the Qunyu Mountain Club has long been a competition between the two sects and three sects on the first floor and the young monks of Tianmuhai The place has nothing to do with our Demon Lord."

"I know that." Qian Ziwen nodded, "I've heard about Tianmuhai's bastard thing. Speaking carefully, it has something to do with me."

It's more than a relationship, it's clearly a big relationship, the corner of Xuehun's mouth twitched.If the White Feather Mozun hadn't been charged by Tianmuhai with the crime of causing disaster to the common people, perhaps Moxiu's situation wouldn't be so miserable.

However, once the White Feather Demon Lord died, the demon cultivator really became a street mouse, and anyone who saw him wanted to beat him to death.Xuehun still couldn't figure out what Qian Ziwen's intention was for mentioning this matter.

He only heard Qian Ziwen say slowly: "The Qunyu Mountain Meeting is held in Nanzhou this time. And the land of extreme abyss is in the southwest of Nanzhou. What a coincidence."

Hearing this, Xuehun's heart couldn't help but stop for a while.

*****

Nanzhou iron siege.

Qi Youtian, who was supposed to be sound asleep, opened his eyes, and he took out a trembling and glowing bronze mirror from his arms.

After hesitating for a moment, Qi Youtian made a decision, and Yan Ge's face appeared on the other side of the mirror.

"Master..."

Yan Ge raised his eyebrows, he was also polite to Qi Youtian, and only asked: "Is your junior brother okay?"

"He was practicing in the house, but Bai Yu's whereabouts are unknown." Qi Youtian replied.

"That's okay, the situation is much better than I imagined." Yan Ge said to himself, "Everything is within my expectations."

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Thank you Xianchengduo and Xiewei at the end of the bottle for mines

Thanks to the green carp for the bazooka