Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Fushanzi looked anxious: "Patriarch? Please take good care of your body, the Qin family is still in charge of you, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the cups and plates beside Qin Daoyuan's hand were swept to the ground one after another, his eyes were burned red with bloodshot eyes, and he was furious: "You have been his husband for many years, why can't you see his true face! "

Fushanzi, who was about to stand up, immediately knelt down, pressed his forehead directly to the ground, hot sweat broke out from his well-combed hair, and stained a semicircle of sweat spots on the place where his forehead touched the ground: "... ... I am guilty of the crime."

Fushanzi and Qin Daoyuan are similar in appearance, they are both over [-] years old, but Qin Daoyuan knows in his heart that the person kneeling under him is over [-] years old, he has also been his mentor, and has been traveling abroad since he obtained Taoism , only appearing to offer gifts when Qin Mu and Qin Qiu are full moon.If he hadn't loved his son so eagerly and personally called him to preach and teach Qin Mu, he wouldn't have left behind his heavy training for thousands of miles to rush back.

nowadays……

Qin Daoyuan showed a sad look on his face, leaning against the throne of the patriarch inlaid with gold and jade, his energy was completely scattered, and his eyes were dull: "That's it. That's it."

Fushanzi still did not raise his head to meet Qin Daoyuan's eyes: "Dare to ask the Patriarch, how do you want to take care of that beast?"

Qin Daoyuan gritted his teeth, stared at the kneeling man in black clothes and red clothes, and after a while he said: "You said that his cultivation base is different, what's going on?"

Fushanzi answered truthfully: "It's really hard for me to explain in detail, because the beast has never shown itself in front of me, but I have seen his behavior and behavior are extraordinary, I just speak from experience-if you want to take him down, It's not easy."

Fushanzi's judgment made Qin Daoyuan close his eyes, "That is to say, it will be very difficult for him to die without anyone noticing."

Fushanzi nodded: "...and...forgive me for speaking bluntly. Everyone knows that the Patriarch loves the eldest son. If he dies suddenly for no reason, how will the Patriarch react? Are you pretending to be in front of the world, or are you going to investigate to the end? Good strategy."

Qin Daoyuan exhaled the last breath of air in his lungs, his voice was firmly pressed in his throat, as if someone was strangling his throat: "Then, I will wait a little longer. Is this year's late spring tea party organized by my Qin family?"

After Fushanzi answered "Yes", he raised his head, seeing the expression of the person seated became distorted and terrifying: "Fushanzi, then I will leave this matter to you."

Fushanzi pressed a sigh into his chest, and resolutely bowed down: "Since I am a disciple of the Qin family, I will naturally devote myself to the Qin family. I will die without regret."

……

For the late spring tea party, the whole Qin family was busy, Jiang Xun was very idle, so the matter of cutting new clothes for Qin Qiu became the top priority.

Qin Qiu has long been used to being punished and angered by her parents inexplicably, and this time her brother came back unscathed, and before she could rejoice, she forgot all about the sad things.More than a month passed happily, and in the early morning of the late spring tea party, she put on a newly made dress and walked around in front of Jiang Xun: "Brother, does it look good?"

Jiang Xun sat on the armchair with his chin propped up, and said with a smile, "Of course, Xiaoqiu looks good in anything."

Qin Qiu's face flushed with excitement, and he turned to Luanxue again: "How about Luanxue, does it look good?"

Jiang Xun glanced at Luanxue, who was staring at Qin Qiu with eyes full of eyes. When Qin Qiu asked him this question, he nodded seriously again: "Of course, Miss, you look good in anything you wear."

Qin Qiu snorted: "Luanxue knows how to imitate her elder brother."

Luanxue immediately waved her hands with blushing cheeks, but she didn't know how to deny it, so she shrank behind Jiang Xun and remained still with aggrieved face.

Jiang Xun stroked Luanxue's hair, then lazily held his mouth and yawned.

Qin Qiu was stunned by his appearance.

In her impression, her elder brother has always been a gentle and easy-going personality. As he grows older, this temperament has gradually turned into a kind of cat-like laziness, and he is dressed in black and red. On a boneless body, but soon, he had a movement, the tall and slender body stood up, walked to him lightly and silently, stroked his hair, and sighed pretendingly: "Let's go."

Knowing that he was playing tricks, Qin Qiu couldn't help laughing: "What's wrong, brother, are you unhappy?"

Jiang Xun said solemnly with his hands behind his back: "Of course I won't be happy if I want to show my sister to others."

Qin Qiu was pursing his lips in joy, Jiang Xun pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and turned his head to Qin Qiu with a bright smile: "...I forgot, Xiao Qiu is not young, maybe there are one or two people who are willing to show. "

Of course Qin Qiu knew who he was referring to, and immediately chased after him in embarrassment, with a faint red on his face: "Brother! If you talk nonsense again, I will really ignore you!"

Jiang Xun had already fled a few meters away, but when he heard the words, he squatted on the ground and said aggrievedly, "Xiaoqiu said she would ignore me. What should I do?"

Seeing Qin Qiu's uncontrollably amused appearance, Jiang Xun also smiled sincerely.

In Qin's family, Xiao Qiu could only smile so heartily in front of her.

Speaking of which, at the last tea party, Gong Yi was ill, and Ji Yunshang was also busy with other things, so he couldn't make it. Today is an auspicious day, and everyone arrived in order. The young masters are all gathered.

Every spring and autumn, the six major immortal sects will take the lead to hold tea parties, gathering many middle immortal sects or budding small sects to have fun and relax.If a small fairy sect is lucky enough to attend the tea party, it will be regarded as being recognized by the six great fairy sects, and it can definitely be regarded as a symbol of glory.

Therefore, when sending the invitation, Jiang Xun smiled knowingly when he saw Dou Zhui's name.

Recently, everyone knows that Dou Zhui, the concubine of the Dou family, devotes himself to exorcising demons and the righteous way, and has achieved great results. He has fair spiritual roots, but also has a little bit of cleverness.

After practicing outside for half a year, Master Dou Zhui's Zhuiqiu sword became famous far and wide, and it became very popular for a while.

At first, when Jiang Xun heard his sword name, he just wanted to grab him and slice him up, but after a long time, he actually had a little bit of appreciation for this guy who was not talented enough to work hard enough.

If he wants to use this to get a chance to marry Xiaoqiu, that's not too bad, and Jiang Xun has seen Qin Qiu's own reaction in his eyes, and she may have some ignorant feelings for Dou Zhui.

But this still does not prevent Jiang Xun from positioning Dou Zhui as a "pig who backs my cabbage".

Far away from Dou Zhui who had arrived early, Jiang Xun went straight to a rosewood-colored figure.

Left and right Leli was not by his side, so Jiang Xun brazenly jumped up and jumped onto his back, wrapping his arms around his neck: "Mei Mei, do you miss you brother Qin Mu?"

Zhan Mei was caught off guard by the surprise attack, and after he recognized who was coming, he frowned conventionally: "Qin Mu, I'm older than you, so it's not allowed to be so big or small."

Ever since he did those happy things with Yu Miao, Jiang Xun became more lecherous. He deliberately hooked Gou Zhanmei's side neck, and asked with a smile, "How can you be older than me?"

Zhan Mei said solemnly: "Age. One month older than you."

... A mistake, Meimei, he couldn't understand at all.

Jiang Xun was thinking about whether to help Zhan Mei enlighten him in this area, when he heard a sexy and provocative laugh from behind: "...Brother Qin Mu, don't bully my younger brother Mei."

Jiang Xun turned around and saw three smiling people.

Zhan Yi.Le Li.And Yu Miao.

Jiang Xun's eyes darkened, and he immediately climbed down from Zhan Mei's back feeling sorry for him: "You guys are here, sit down. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Seeing Jiang Xun slip away like a gust of wind, Zhan Yi smacked his lips, and said to the indifferent Yu Miao, "... I don't think Qin Mu looks like a cold-tempered person. Guan Qing, you are not doing well. Are you in place?"

Yu Miao looked at Jiang Xun's embarrassed back: "... very good."

Zhan Yi whistled, and Le Li answered, "Guan Qing, what step have you two made?"

Yu Miao lied without blushing, "It's not time to arrive in Dunlun."

Le Li held his chin, thought for a moment and then said softly: "I found another painting book a few days ago. If you are interested, I will give it to you after the tea party."

Zhan Yi also became interested when he heard the words, squeezed over and interjected: "What art collection? Is it for me?"

Le Li's eyes slightly bent: "Yes. It's just that yours is different from Guan Qing's. I still have three hand-painted copies. If you are interested, we will talk after the tea party. You can choose whatever you want."

Zhan Mei listened to Hanhan: "What collection of paintings? Do Yanhe and you have any new paintings? When can I borrow them?"

Le Li smiled and raised his hand to touch Tan Zhanmei's forehead: "Okay, if you want to see it, I will show it to you."

Zhan Mei covering his forehead: "???"

The formal tea party was held in the square in front of Qin Huiming Hall.Under normal circumstances, after the host of the tea party made some remarks summarizing the past and looking forward to the future, everyone can relax and chat with each other. The atmosphere is harmonious and happy, and today is no exception.

Of course, Jiang Xun was no exception and had no communication with Yu Miao.

He was the person hosting the tea party, so he could only sit at the top. With so many eyes watching, he couldn't even give an extra look to his "old enemy", so he could only look at everyone in the audience with interest.

Ji Yunshang doesn't like drinking tea, so on her table is several decades of fine pearl wine, she is drinking glass by glass, obviously Qin's wine is still a bit weak for her.Zhan Yi was sitting not far behind her, staring at her back, his eyes were calm and gentle, quite different from his usual.

On the other side, for some reason, Dou Zhui entangled Zhan Mei, pushed Le Li aside, and chatted with Zhan Mei, his mouth was spitting like Gatling's. It didn't stop, making Zhan Mei stunned.

Yumiao, mosaic, mosaic, mosaic.

Gong Yi was sitting at the table next to Yu Miao, holding a small cup of tea and sipping it in small sips. His eyes never fell on the stage, but there was a fiery gaze cast down from the stage, staring straight at He looked, wishing he could take off all his clothes.

Just as Jiang Xun wanted to remind Luanxue to restrain himself, he saw Qin Daoyuan beside him getting ready to stand up. He immediately stood up and bowed to greet him: "Father, this is...?"

Qin Daoyuan showed him the same warm smile as before: "I'm going to change clothes."

After Qin Daoyuan left, Jiang Xun relaxed a lot, raised his cup, and raised it to Yu Miao from a distance.

Yu Miao glanced at him, then turned his eyes away, lightly touched his lips with the cup, and lightly touched the wall of the cup with his tongue, leaving a glistening trail of water on his lips.

At this moment, a sudden change happened.

No one knows when the masked man in black clothes jumped out.

His figure was as swift as lightning and the wind, and he stepped onto the Cangwu Terrace in front of Huiming Hall in just a few quick steps. After taking this move, enduring the impact of the disrupted spiritual energy flow in his chest, he squinted his eyes and searched for the trace of that person.

Next, a scene was frozen in Jiang Xun's eyes.

A sword impregnated with filthy devilish energy sank three inches into Qin Qiu's shoulders. Her newly made clothes were stained red by the gushing blood, and the devilish energy was still inward, inch by inch, along her body. For wounds, maggots usually bite inward.

... A mouthful of black blood mist spewed out from her mouth.