Please don't embrace the leader of the reborn demon sect

Ye Yichen looked at the slender young man in front of him, with peach blossom eyes, double eyelids raised slightly upwards, under the slender eyebrows, the eyes were black and shining like stars, coupled with thin lips with a slight pink color, it made people feel extremely charming.

At this time, he had a timid expression on his face, he looked back from time to time, and looked at Ye Yichen cautiously.

"How did you come to the village?" The leader searched for a way for several days but couldn't find it. Judging by Xuechen's clothes, he was obviously an outsider, and he didn't know how he got in.

"I, I escaped. I ran away from the other courtyard of Xue's house, and I kept walking to a remote place. I walked in the woods for a long time, and I don't know how I came here.

Young master, can you not send me back... I... I will definitely be beaten to death if I am sent back. "Xuechen replied tremblingly.

"You mean someone is chasing you?" Ye Yichen asked.

Xuechen looked back in panic, then turned his head again, nodded palely and said, "Yes. However, I don't think they can find me. I have already evaded them once, and then ran as hard as I could, ran as hard as I could."

Ye Yichen immediately held his breath and listened quietly, but the forest was very quiet, except for Xuechen's faint breathing, not even the sound of the wind.

Seeing his serious expression, Xuechen didn't dare to speak out.

After listening for a while, Ye Yichen didn't hear anything, so he said to Xuechen: "I don't think they came after them, you should find a way to leave."

Xuechen hurried forward a few steps, caught up with Ye Yichen, and said, "My lord, please help me, I'm too tired to walk, I..."

Ye Yichen was not a benevolent person, he was the leader of the Demon Cult, and he had seen many murderous and ruthless people, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with such things. The law of the jungle is the law of survival in martial arts.

Avoiding Xuechen, Ye Yichen continued to walk back.

"Young Master", Xuechen staggered a few steps to catch up with him, knelt down in front of him and said, "I am a...servant of a big family, but they all...I'm very scared, they don't even Don't take people as human beings and abuse me all day long.

I took advantage of my master's house to celebrate my birthday last night, and even the other servants got drunk before I escaped.

I have already run a long way, but I can't walk now, and I dare not go to crowded places. I am afraid that I will be sent back again, and those people will definitely beat me to death.

Young master, please help me, I don't know the way, and I don't know where I'm going..."

Xuechen spoke hesitantly at first, but gradually became fluent.

The leader understands, this Xuechen is probably a pampered pet raised by a rich family, he can't stand the abuse and escaped, he dare not go to the town, he can only walk in the mountains and forests, afraid of being recognized by others.

Seeing that Ye Yichen didn't answer, Xuechen went on to say: "Really, young master, I didn't lie to you. They beat me every day, I really can't take it anymore... If you don't believe me, look!" He rolled up his sleeves while talking .

I saw large and small scars and wounds on the arm covered with snow and dust, the latest ones looked like welts, interlaced with scarlet one by one, and then there were bruises, and some flesh-colored old scars that had grown. It looked shocking on Xuechen's white and slender arms.

Xuechen carefully looked at Ye Yichen's expression: "My lord, can you take me away? I can do everything, I can cook, wash clothes, chop wood..."

The leader frowned. Although he had seen others burn, kill and loot, he never knew that there were people like this who would beat someone who was helpless.

Master Hierarch thought of this, a trace of sympathy welled up in his heart.

It's a pity that with his current martial arts, he can't even protect himself. He is still living in other people's homes, and he can't even find a way out of the village. There are too few things he can do.

But Xuechen was kneeling in front of him like this, and he couldn't pretend that he didn't see it.

Ye Yichen asked Xuechen to get up first, and when he heard the golden bell on his foot making a "jingle, jingle", he raised a long sword to help him cut off the golden ring on his foot.

"Dang..." The long sword cut on the golden ring and made a sound.The gold ring was too thick and thick, about half an inch, and the long sword only left a dent on the gold ring.

Ye Yichen had no choice but to use his long sword to cut off a small hole where the golden bell and the golden ring meet. It was much easier to cut here, and the golden bell fell off after only a few strokes.

Xuechen was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked: "My lord, are you willing to take me away?"

Ye Yichen remained silent, and continued to chop off the remaining bells for him with the long sword.

Xuechen continued to ask: "What's the name of the young master? Xuechen will definitely repay the favor of helping today."

Ye Yichen knocked down the four golden bells on his feet with a "dang, dang, dang", and said, "I won't take you away, I just help you remove these things with sound, you can go back to the mountain and find a way. "

"My lord, my lord..." Seeing Ye Yichen's expression was cold, Xuechen had no intention of taking him away, so he could only say, "My lord helped Xuechen today, but Xuechen can't repay you. I have a little silver here, and I hope you can accept it. Let Xuechen repay the young master's kindness."

After Xuechen finished speaking, he took out a five-inch square brocade box from his bosom.

Ye Yichen said: "I don't want your reward, you should leave quickly."

"My lord, please accept this no matter what. Otherwise, Xuechen will feel uneasy..." Xuechen approached Ye Yichen, and was about to give him the brocade box in his hand, when suddenly there was a coughing sound from a distance.

Ye Yichen looked in the direction of the voice, but under the bright moonlight, there was no one.

Looking back, Xuechen was nowhere to be seen, wondering if it was because he heard other people's voices that he hid.

The leader had no choice but to walk back, and within a few steps, he saw Uncle Chi coming out to look for him in a daze.

"You brat, you don't sleep in the middle of the night. I don't know where you went. I have to come out to find you, the old man..." Uncle Chi muttered, his legs and feet were not very agile, like a hangover did not wake up.

Although the leader was upset, but Uncle Nianchi was old, and he just kept silent after being nagged by him, and followed him back home.

Walking halfway, Uncle Chi turned his head and glanced in the direction of the woods. The light in his eyes flashed, and then disappeared.

The next day, Ye Yichen secretly asked the children in the village if anyone had seen Xuechen, but the children had no idea that such a person had been there.

The next two days were uneventful and nothing out of the ordinary happened.At dusk that day, a person came to Uncle Chi's house.

The leader was practicing swords in the courtyard, when a man opened the door and entered the courtyard.

The leader hastily withdrew his move and began to size up this guy.

I saw this man in his 30s, wearing gray cotton clothes of an ordinary farmer, with a burly figure, a bearded face, and an extremely majestic and mighty appearance.The man was holding two large jars of wine in his hands and a bundle on his back, looking at him with a smile.

Uncle Chi didn't even come out of the house, he just called out, "Who is it?"

The man put the two jars of wine on the ground, cupped his hands and said in a low voice, "Little nephew Wen Zihao, you are bothering Uncle Chi."

When the leader heard it, it was indeed the voice of the eldest brother Wen Zihao. It seemed that he had changed his appearance.

Uncle Chi came out, held his gift with his hand, and said with a smile: "Boy Wen, did you bring wine?"

Wen Zihao laughed loudly and said, "When will I not bring wine for Uncle Chi when I come here? Usually, I am the eldest disciple in the sect, and every time I drink, I am afraid that I will spoil the junior disciples and apprentices. This time I am in the sect." After staying there for three full months, the birds have faded out of my mouth, I only hope to have a good meal when I come to your old place!"

Uncle Chi smiled and said: "Haha, when you go out to do errands, don't you often drink to your heart's content, but you use these words to make me happy, the old man, show me what kind of wine you brought?"

Wen Zihao mentioned the wine jars: "It's the 16-year-old Shaoxing Zhuangyuanhong. I bought these two jars for 20 taels. Today, my father and I will have a good meal."

Uncle Chi saw through the moonlight that the red paper and grate hoop on the wine jar were old, and they were indeed not near objects. He couldn't help being overjoyed, and said with a smile: "You haven't come to see me, old man, this time you actually Brought such a good wine? Haha, boy Wen, I don’t know what little calculations you have in mind. "

As he said that, Uncle Chi lifted his chin towards Ye Yichen, and said, "Don't worry, this kid is doing well here, and I've seen him practice martial arts and he's also working hard, but his foundation is a bit weak, and it's all given by you and Old Man Lu." Spoiled."

Wen Zihao said with a smile: "Uncle Chi has to take good care of you. Look at Xiaobai now, he looks much stronger than before he came here. Come, come in, let's drink."

Wen Zihao carried the two jars of wine into the kitchen, fetched water to wash off the disguise on his face, brought a square table from somewhere, took out a greased paper bag from the bag, put a roast chicken inside, A pack of fried peanuts and a pack of sauced beef are placed on the plate.

When he turned around, he saw Ye Yichen still standing at the door staring at him in a daze, and with a smile he hooked his hands to let him come over.

Ye Yichen hasn't seen the three senior brothers from Tianyimen for a long time. These days, he is preoccupied with how to get out of the village and how to practice martial arts well, and he doesn't feel that he misses them too much.But when he saw Wen Zihao at this time, and saw the familiar doting smile on Fang's face, he suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

Seeing Ye Yichen in a daze, Wen Zihao pulled him down to sit at the table, rubbed his hair and said, "Xiaobai, why are you always in a daze?"

Uncle Chi was breaking the mud seal on the wine jar, he glanced over and said, "He is usually fine, but when he sees you, he probably feels that he has been wronged these days."

As soon as the mud seal was opened, a burst of wine smelled straight out. It was so mellow that Uncle Chi didn't care about talking, so he quickly took two big bowls and poured it. At this time, he didn't care about the elders and juniors. Hao touched the bowl, took a big sip, and praised: "The aftertaste is mellow, good wine, good wine."

Wen Zihao laughed, and said, "It's not good wine, how dare you bring it to Uncle Chi to taste."

While talking, he kept moving his hands, he put a chicken leg in Ye Yichen's bowl, and put some slices of beef.

Uncle Chi saw it and said, "You brat, you're afraid that your little brother won't be able to eat enough with me!"

Wen Zihao said: "That's right, it's just that Xiaobai has been spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and I'm afraid I'm not used to staying in Uncle's mountain village out of the blue."

The leader silently ate the chicken legs in the bowl, while Kanchi and Wen drank bowl after bowl.

Uncle Chi poured a bowl of wine for Ye Yichen, and Wen Zihao hurriedly said, "Kids, what kind of wine do you drink?"

Uncle Chi said: "He's sixteen too. I'm afraid he hasn't had a drink yet. Let him drink once, and it will be considered a long-term experience."

It's not easy for Wen Zihao to stop him.The leader took the wine bowl and drank it all in one breath. He immediately felt extremely spicy and coughed repeatedly. After eating several pieces of beef, he suppressed the spicy energy.

He also drank a few times when he was in Han Lanjiao, but he didn't think the wine was very good.

He was the leader at that time, and the wine he drank was decades-old. For him, the 16-year-old Shaoxing Zhuangyuanhong was not a good wine at all.

But the two people on the opposite side drank extremely sweet, and within half an hour, the two big jars of wine had already been completely drunk by the young and old.