Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

In autumn, Baifeng Mountain surrounds the hunting ground.

Hundreds of monks choose a place where evil monsters haunt all the year round, and compete for prey according to their strengths within the specified time. This is hunting.

Baifeng Mountain stretches across several miles and has a variety of prey. It is one of the three famous hunting grounds and has held many large-scale hunting.

Such grand events are not only opportunities for big and small aristocratic families to actively participate, show their strength, and recruit talents, but also opportunities for casual cultivators and rookies to make their name.

There is a wide square in front of Baifeng Mountain. Dozens of high hunting platforms rise up around the square. There are crowds of people on it, and the sound of excited whispers is buzzing. The quietest one is naturally the tallest and most gorgeous one. A hunting platform.Most of the people sitting on the stage are elderly celebrities and family members of the head of the family. The maids in the back row are either supporting the canopy or holding fans.

However, when it came to Yanxi Mu's family, this restraint could no longer be maintained.

In night hunting, horses are not really needed to catch up with the prey.However, riding is one of the skills that the children of the aristocratic family must learn. On such a grand occasion, riding on the field is not only a symbol of etiquette, but also can create a grand momentum, which is truly beautiful.

To put it bluntly, it is just a "rule" and "good-looking".

First of all, Yanxi Mushi took the lead, and a group of monks with blue fir and white backgrounds rushed out on tall horses with light armor.

The person at the head of the team has a handsome face, and the beard on his chin is calm and majestic. This person is the head of the Mu family, Mr. Yiheng.

Beside Yihengjun is his youngest son, Mu Chen. His saber is hanging on his waist, and the tassel on it flickers as the horse walks. The drooping embroidered cranes were even more lifelike, and with the somewhat unruly expression on their faces, it caused the hearts of the female families to tremble, and a sea of ​​flowers suddenly appeared in the sky.

It is customary to throw flowers at each other to express admiration when seeing handsome men and women.

Muchen had long been used to this, and he remained calm and composed, following his father to bow slightly to the hunting platform as a gesture of return, without stopping, and continued on his way.

The female relatives sitting beside Ling Youqing looked at her enviously, where did she find such a handsome husband and gave birth to such a handsome son.

A small number of female relatives kept looking at the position beside Mu Chen, but they couldn't see the figure in their hearts. They all wailed in their hearts: "Where is my eldest son, why didn't the eldest son come?"

When the Mu family's cavalry arrived at the finish line, Lan Xichen and Lan Zhan sat on two snow-maned horses, leading the Gusu Lan's cavalry forward slowly.

Both of them had swords hanging from their waists, bows and arrows on their backs, and their white clothes wiped their foreheads and flew together.

The Lan's Shuangbi are really like a pair of flawless jade, ice sculptures and snow sculptures.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, it seemed that even the air was refreshing.

Lan Zhan's eyes closely followed the shining young man in front of him, his eyes were full of joy.

Although Lan Xichen had already told Mu Xuan to start alchemy through Lan Zhan, and he would not fail to come out for three or four years, but he felt a little disappointed that he didn't see his sweetheart on this occasion.

Wei Wuxian, as the eldest disciple of the Jiang family, of course had to go with Jiang Cheng. When he arrived at Baifeng Mountain with Mu Chen, he fled away in a flash, but before he left, he gave Mu Chen a small light blue flower, which made him feel happy. He gave it to Lan Zhan, saying not to lose to those female relatives.

Muchen was a little embarrassed, holding the little flower tightly in his hand. As a son of a family, he had only been given flowers by others, and this was the first time he had given flowers to others.

Mu Chen held Xiao Hua, raised his head and asked Yiheng Jun cautiously: "Father, shall I go out?"

Yiheng Jun glared at him: "Let's go again, what do you do every day, just be honest with me!"

Mu Chen talked all the time, but Mr. Yiheng didn't let go. He wiped the sweat off his head and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, smiled flatteringly and said to Mr. Yiheng, "Father, I'll find you a daughter-in-law."

"Really?" Yiheng Jun raised his eyelids and asked half-believingly.

"When have I ever lied to you? Next year, I guarantee that you will be able to have a grandson." Muchen vowed.

Seeing that Mr. Yiheng's attitude was shaken, Mu Chen seized the opportunity, rode his horse and rode away: "Thank you, Dad!"

Yiheng Junqi gritted his teeth "clucking", thinking that this is not his home, he still had a stiff smile on his face.

Mu Chen was truly relieved when he was completely away from his father's sight, and then he walked towards Gusu Qizhen Lan Zhan.

Lan Zhan was waiting right in front of the team with Lan Xichen, Lan Xichen was the first to spot him, and said to Lan Zhan next to him, "Wangji, little Moran is here to find you."

As soon as the voice fell, Lan Zhan pulled the horse's head and turned around. He saw Mu Chen who was sitting on the horse and was full of smiles.

Muchen blinked, and wanted to give him the flower in his hand, but the little flower was wrinkled and sweaty after being held by him for so long.

Seeing that he was silent, Lan Zhan just looked down at the flower that was not in the shape of a flower, as if he still blamed himself a bit.

Instantly understood, he took the crumpled flower in Mu Chen's hand, slowly smoothed the curled petals with his slender and beautiful fingers and pinned it to his heart, his pale eyes met Mu Chen's shining eyes.

At this time, Lan Xichen's warm and warm voice came from the side: "Little Moran, Wangji said he likes it very much."

Mu Chen thanked him, Lan Xichen still had a smile on his face, but... the smile seemed a little unnatural.

But Mu Chen didn't ask any more questions, he led the horse close to Lan Zhan, covered it with his big Lan's sleeves, and quietly held Lan Zhan's hand.

Lan Zhan pursed his lips and looked down, his earlobes were reddish, and his sleeves covered a hand that was almost twice as small as his own.

Mu Chen narrowed his eyes happily, and was about to fall over to Lan Zhan's side when Lan Xichen coughed lightly, and he immediately sat up straight.

Seeing this, Lan Xichen smiled lightly and said, "Little Moran, you and Wangji should leave first."

Mu Chen's eyes lit up: "Is it really possible, thank you Brother Xichen! Then let's go!"

"Well, Gusu has me, and Yanxi has Uncle Mu, so you two should leave first." Lan Xichen looked at his younger brother, Wang Ji's eyes seemed to say... brother, did you do a good job?

The two rode their horses forward talking and laughing (although Mu Chen was mostly talking), they encountered a jungle deep in Baifeng Mountain, full of trees and bushes. Tether the horse to one of the trees.

The two steeds are both good horses, so it stands to reason that being tied to a tree should not please each other, but the two horses eat the grass under their feet, and neither disturbs the other.

"Brother Wangji, I want to kiss you." Mu Chen pursed his lips, and pressed Lan Zhan against a thick tree.

Lan Zhan's eyes flickered slightly: "Mu Chen, don't mess around."

"Kiss, kiss." Mu Chen pressed Lan Zhan's lips, and gnawed for a long time, but found that Lan Zhan was stiff and motionless, and said aggrievedly, "Brother Wangji, you don't like me anymore."

Lan Zhan's eyes welled up, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Mu Chen, don't make trouble, this is outside."

Mu Chen hugged his waist and raised his head, "Just kiss, I won't... um."

Lan Zhan was different from the past, he bit his lips fiercely, and explored every corner deeply.

Muchen beat his shoulder hard, he regretted it and didn't want to kiss him anymore.

Lan Zhan let go of him, panting slightly, "It's late."

As he spoke, he pulled Mu Chen's collar down, revealing a pair of delicate collarbones and a red mark under the collarbones, which was extremely alluring.

Lan Zhan kissed the red mark, and even licked it with the tip of his tongue. The tender feeling made his eyes darken again.

Mu Chen gritted his teeth, but still uttered a single syllable. He held Lan Zhan's shoulders and begged for mercy, "Wang...well, Brother Wangji...Hmph, I was wrong, I won't dare again , this is... outside."

"You know it's outside?" Lan Zhan moved up, leaving red marks on his fair neck.

"Brother Wangji~" Mu Chen felt that if he didn't stop, Lan Zhan would really eat himself up. Fortunately, God didn't let him lose his innocence today.

Not far away was the sound of bushes being pulled. Lan Zhan's face darkened as he tidied up Mu Chen's messy clothes.

Holding Mu Chen's hand and hiding behind a bush, Mu Chen thought, "No matter what monsters and monsters, thank you very much for saving me, I will be a cow and a horse in my next life to repay you!!!"

...Ah, it's Ah Xian, so forget it.

Mu Chen was ashamed of the little strawberry on his neck, and bit his lip aggrievedly, not wanting his good brother to find him in such a mess, he hid silently in the arms of the "culprit".

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Lan Xichen: Wangji is really too bold, it's really not good to be a younger brother.

Jinyu, the two of them are on the right track, look at us, right?

Mu Xuan: ...Looks like I have to practice the Nine-Turn Rehabilitation Pill for decades more.