Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

Xiao Yi was still asleep on the bed.

Ever since he was carried back to the room by Wei Xun, the night has been dark now; those who have his sword across their throats can get up and eat, but he is like a hibernating snake curled up in the quilt, it has been almost a day and a night, even The posture has not changed.

During Wei Xun's search, he did not know how many times he checked his pulse, and even penetrated his spiritual energy into Xiao Yi's body for a walk, but he didn't find anything unusual.

It was still the body of a young man with a blocked spiritual vein and low spiritual power.

Weak, but still healthy.

After much deliberation, Wei Xun couldn't figure it out, the spirit veins in this young and clear body were weak, the spirit energy was thin, and it was very difficult to even open up a spirit vein, how could the hostile energy be transformed into form.

He looked carefully at Xiao Yi's sleeping face again.

In fact, Wei Xun was already considered a very good-looking person, and he could have lived up to the phrase "Lang Yan is unique" in folk dramas.

However, the son is handsome, not as gorgeous as the man in the couch.

Xiao Yi's nose bridge is not as straight as Wei Xun's, and the boy's lines are more soft and delicate; the tip of the nose is slightly raised, with a natural curvature.

The two thin lips were pressed together into a thin slit, not as bright and vermilion as Wei Xunrun's, just like his pale complexion, with a morbid bluish-white in it.

Those pair of extremely red phoenix eyes are still tightly closed, the tails of the eyes are slender and slightly raised, and there is a tiny red mole faintly dotted at the end of the left eyebrow, because he can't tie his hair well, usually blocked out of sight.

His eyelashes are not as thick as Wei Xun's, but they are more slender. They are not like Wei Xun's inexplicably obedient drooping in front of his eyes, but are slightly curled up, which always makes people think of such a slender and flying beauty. The pitiful look of the eyelashes trembling in the breeze.

The beauty hides the present and the ancient, and the lotus is ashamed of its beauty.

It's better than being surrounded by demons in Xizi, and it's more muddy than Taizhen.

The beautiful words have a good reputation, and the elegant sentences are exquisite, and they can't sing half of the beauty.

Jiang Fengzhu had a good saying, no one in this world should be born with such a skin.

Wei Xun looked at this familiar face, although he still retained the beauty of his youth that blurred his gender, but he gradually gave birth to a youthful appearance.

The line of the mandibular angle gradually became clear, and the slightly twitched Adam's apple gradually became clear; and the desolation and indifference of that face made it clearer that this face was just a boy with a female look.

He looked at it very seriously, as if he wanted to put in his eyes and keep in mind all the details that he hadn't noticed during the busy years.

It's even more like trying to find out from this face the traces of yesterday's suffocation when it transformed into form, but the more I look at it, the more I feel that yesterday's self was deluded by something and had hallucinations.

In fact, when Xu Qingyan came in the evening, Wei Xun did not go out to greet the guests. He knew that even the barrier set by his master against him was useless.

He was afraid that Xu Qingyan would hand over Xiao Yi if he went out. He didn't know how to confront this man whom he had obeyed for more than ten years.

He also knows that sooner or later there will be a resolution to this matter, but right now, he wants to be willful for a while, which is rare for more than 20 years, and he just wants that child to have a good sleep without being disturbed.

Xu Qingyan didn't stay long, seeing that Wei Xun hadn't removed the barrier, he knew it already.

This disciple of mine has been diligent and obedient for more than ten years. The only time he disobeyed him before was because of this Xiao Yi. Since he can disobey himself once for this child, he can have a second time.

Dragons have reverse scales, but people have weaknesses.

For some reason, Xu Qingyan vaguely felt that, for Wei Xun, this Xiao Yi might be something that even himself, a mentor, could not touch.

So he explained a few words to Wu Yin and left.

After Xu Qingyan left, there was no sound to knock on the door, and Wei Xun accepted Xu Qingyan's question and withdrew.

Xu Qingyan only said that everyone in the faction had a lot of speculations, suspecting that some evil spirit had got on Xiao Yi's body, and wanted to ask Wei Xun if he had ever felt any changes in the barrier during his retreat in the back mountain.

This can't help but make Wei Xun also speculate.

This face, this person, although cold, is also indifferent; sleeping peacefully, without a trace of murderous aura.

So what I saw yesterday was really as simple as the evil spirit invading the body?

Unlike Xu Qingyan and his half-baked senior brothers, Wei Xun, who took the form of hostility, had seen it with his own eyes, during the battle that took his sixth senior brother's lifelong cultivation.

Such terrifying strength made him shudder to this day.

If Minsheng hadn't arrived at the last moment that day, he might have lost not only the cultivation of his sixth senior brother, but also the lives of their two senior brothers.

Wei Xun suffered the heaviest injury in the past 20 years in that battle, and the hostility of the transformation penetrated his heart, and he couldn't get out of bed for three whole months.

How could it not be engraved in the heart, how could it be possible to admit mistakes.

But the person in front of him is clearly so weak, with a waist that can be crushed with a little force, a messy and unspeakable cultivation level, and a peaceful appearance in his sleep.

Xu Qingyan's words were still in his ears, and Wei Xun also hoped that it was just an evil invasion.

But he obviously didn't feel the change of the enchantment, and he clearly remembered the appearance of the form of hostility.

But now it is clear that there is no trace of suspiciousness on Xiao Yi's body.

After thinking too much and watching for too long, Wei Xun gradually lost his mind, staring blankly at Xiao Yi's direction.

Xiao Yi felt that he had been lying down for a long time, dreamless all night, and slept peacefully.When he woke up, he was also lazy, he only raised his eyelids slightly, narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and saw Wei Xun at a glance.

One person moved slightly, while the other thought deeply.Wei Xun didn't realize that he was awake for a while.

He just quietly watched Wei Xun standing by the window as usual, the tall and tall figure he was familiar with, but this time his face was facing him, but he seemed unaware of his waking up.

There was no light in the room, and even the moonlight outside the window was dim.

Xiao Yi found that Wei Xun's usually meticulously tied hair crown had been replaced by a high ponytail at the back of his head.

He also didn't wear his light blue wide-sleeved brocade robe that has been worn for ten years, but changed into a black corset.

The pure black ink seems to be melting into this night without candlelight and starlight, only the ironed golden shadow pattern on the cuffs and the martial emblem embroidered on the chest can pull the person wearing this dress out of the night .

This set of strong clothes fits well, the material is extremely tense, and the style is sharp and neat, suitable for fighting.

The slim fit clothes outline Wei Xun's wide shoulders and narrow waist more sharply. The close-fitting and light material makes one feel as if the tight muscle texture inside can be seen through the black clothes.

Not too bulky, but solid and powerful.

The white silk shoes in the past were also replaced with a pair of buckskin short boots, and the thin and tough leather covered the long, thin legs.

Even his usually gentle and submissive face was a bit sharp.

Wei Xun would only wear this outfit when he went down the mountain to deal with some extremely difficult opponents. It could be regarded as his combat uniform, and Xiao Yi had never seen it twice in the past few years.

And every time Wei Xun changed his battle clothes and went down the mountain in a hurry, and when he returned to the mountain, he was stained with blood and had to take them off immediately, so Xiao Yi had never looked at him in this battle robe so carefully before.

He thinks Wei Xun looks better like this.

It's gorgeous.

Although the light was too dark to see his facial features clearly, those eyes were still extraordinarily bright in the night.

No wonder there was no starlight outside, probably because the heaven was too eccentric, crushing all the stars in the sky and putting them into this person's eyes.

Xiao Yi was amused by his strange thought, and he didn't pay attention for a while, the laughter also brought back Wei Xun Piaoyuan's thoughts.

"Long sleep for a day and a night." Wei Xun said softly, "Does it make you happy just to make people worry?"

"Brother is worrying about me?" Xiao Yi looked at Wei Xun and smiled slightly, "Then I'm really... very happy."

Seeing such a relaxed smile rarely appeared on Xiao Yi's bland face, Wei Xun froze countless questions and swallowed them back.

He felt that this was what a teenager should look like. Although he might never have it, and he would never have the chance to have it again, he hoped that such a smile would hang on Xiao Yi's face forever.

He even felt that Xiao Yi could laugh more heartlessly; it wouldn't be a problem to leave those annoying troubles to himself to deal with.

"Brother is waiting by the window, he must have something to ask me."

"Didn't I just ask?"

"no yet?"

"Well... there's one more."

"Ok?"

"Are you hungry?"

"No."

"Then let's go to bed late at night."

"okay."

Wei Xun was right in laughing at himself before, he really is a handful of benzoin.

After Xiao Yi lay down, he tossed and turned on the bed, presumably unable to fall asleep; he sat on the edge of the bed and patted Xiao Yi's back lightly. After a while, the person on the bed curled up into a ball and fell asleep peacefully.

He got up and faced the bronze mirror, adjusted his clothes and hairband under the faint moonlight, and checked the enchantment in the room again. After confirming that it was correct, he quickly walked towards Xu Qingyan's room under the lonely moon.

Not far away, he saw that the main hall in the mountain was still lit. Wei Xun walked over to take a look. Xu Qingyan was sitting on a high seat, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

He was not polite either, walked in without waiting for the transmission, and knelt down in front of Xu Qingyan.

Xu Qingyan sighed softly: "Since when did you and my master and apprentice want to say a few heart-to-heart words, and we must start in this way."

"It's my disciple who is unworthy, and I am ashamed of my master's kindness." Wei Xun touched his head to the ground and bowed deeply.

Xu Qingyan nodded slightly and said: "You came here today with this body, are you determined to be an enemy of the master?"

"I don't dare to draw my sword against my master." Wei Xun looked down at his attire, "Just wear something light. If senior brother can't let Xiao Yi go, I will kidnap him and flee down the mountain."

"You're honest." Xu Qingyan rested his hand on his forehead, looking very tired, "But you released your spiritual pressure last night, so that everyone present could not speak or act. If you want to kidnap someone with this good ability, wear Why can someone stop you?"

Seeing Wei Xun bowed his head and said nothing, Xu Qingyan continued to ask: "What should you do after people are rescued?"

"Go back to the mountain to accept the crime." Wei Xunmo added after a moment of silence, "Death and life are the same."

Xu Qingyan heaved a long sigh, "That child, just because his birth and circumstances are so similar to yours, is he worthy of your four words 'life and death'?"

"I, promised him, to stand in front of him forever."