After raising four Long Aotian, I slag them

Does bullying lie to him, what does it have to do with Wen Yayue?

Qin Ji didn't think about it for a short time, but he didn't continue to think about it.The most important thing right now is this extremely inappropriate posture.

The rain has not stopped, the air is still very damp and cold, but the breath that people exhale is extremely hot.Sprayed on the neck one after another, there was an indescribable itching.

Qin Ji trembled a little, "Little brother, can you... stay away from me?"

Duan Shaofeng's gaze fell on his jade-like auricles, and at such a short distance, he could clearly smell a clear and pleasant scent of cedar, emanating from his white jade-like skin, making people feel peaceful .

He stepped back slowly.For a long while, he fell into silence as if recalling something.

Qin Ji also straightened up, raised his hand to touch his neck, and when the numbness completely disappeared, he lowered his eyes and looked in the direction of Mingxinyu.

Mingxinyu is also looking at him.

The two men made eye contact.

The young man frowned.

So tm ugly.

Bright Heart Fish: "..."

Stupid, stupid human beings.

Normally speaking, fish can't make any expressions, and they don't have any expressions, but this is obviously not comparable to ordinary fish, it is a bright fish that can read minds.As soon as Qin Ji finished scolding it in her heart, she saw the contempt for herself in the eyes of the dead fish.

This thing can really read people's hearts.

But so what?Is it a fish or a fish.

Qin Ji gently caressed the sesame seeds nestled in his arms.With a clear smile, he said in his heart: Zhima, you have your meal.

The 16-year-old kid is still a little tender, so why not try him with a fish.Not to mention that he has a nemesis in his arms, which is mind reading, he can completely fool him by making up his own imagination.

That's it?That's it?That's it?

It's far from Yun Chengli's whip, which is so painful that he can tell the truth.

Mingxinyu was treated as a toy by Sesame, and rolled around on the ground with stars in his eyes, which was extremely miserable.

After all, it is the spirit beast on Zhuolian Peak, which transforms everything in the world and is bred with spirit.Qin Ji somewhat thought that the other party would reprimand Zhima, or grab Mingxinyu and stop letting it be finished like this.

Unexpectedly, when Duan Shaofeng saw it, not only did he have no intention of stopping him, his eyelids were so thin that he even showed a hint of a smile from watching a show.

Qin Ji: "..."

Did you offend him, this fish?

Now that the person has met and the medicine has been delivered, Qin Ji feels that today's task is almost completed. As for how much the favorability can be increased, it all depends on the boy's good fortune and conscience.

With a slight bow, he was about to tell him to leave, but just as he turned around, he saw that the rain outside suddenly became heavier.

Seeing this, Qin Ji hesitated whether to leave or not.It's not good to use spiritual power in front of Duan Shaofeng to prevent the rain from splashing on him. Once you do this, you will be found to have a higher level of cultivation. Wouldn't it be troublesome to explain that?After all, it has been hidden for so long.

But if you don't do that, Baobuqi will become a drowned rat.

"Little brother, can you lend me an umbrella?" Qin Ji turned around and asked.

Duan Shaofeng paused, and asked back: "Do you think I have an umbrella?"

Drenched from head to toe, the snow-colored clothes were so wet that they stuck to the skin, and the graceful muscle lines under the thin clothes could be vaguely seen.It seemed that from the moment he bumped into him at the corner, he had never used spiritual power to dry it, and water was still dripping from the ends of his hair.

Indeed...it doesn't look like it has an umbrella.

Zhuo Lianfeng is so poor that he doesn't even have an umbrella?

What did this person do before, how could he get so wet?

Although he will become like this later.

Drowning chicken... change as long as you change, anyway, you won't catch a cold.

Qin Ji tore off the badly torn sleeves, thinking it would be more convenient to do so, and was about to rush out when he lifted the hem of his clothes, but Duan Shaofeng suddenly stopped him from behind.The voice raised a tune.

"Wait!" Seeing the young man turned his head, with a hesitant expression, Duan Shaofeng glanced at him up and down, a little in disbelief, "It's raining so hard, why don't you just go back like this?"

Qin Ji nodded and said: "It's getting late, and there is a curfew on the outer peak. If I don't go back now, I won't be able to go back later."

"Then don't go back, stay here."

Duan Shaofeng said without changing his face, making Qin Ji suspect that he had misheard, ignoring the obvious shock on his face, bent down and hugged Sesame into his arms, and Mingxinyu was kicked to the corner by him.

Chaofumen raised his chin slightly, and said in an uncompromising tone, "Go in."

The scenery of Zhuolian Peak is wonderful. Although the place is not big, there are still some extra vacancies.

The servant boy arranged Qin Ji to an elegant room with a quiet environment, made the bed, lit the incense burner, folded a brand new plain shirt and placed it beside the bed, with the same respectful attitude as his master.

"The little one lives in the cubicle. If Shaojun has something important to do, he can call the little one at any time."

Qin Ji looked at him: "Young Master?"

"Young Sovereign's friends, of course, don't call you by name at will. If Shaojun doesn't like it, the younger one can call you 'Young Master'."

... It's not that I don't like it, but he is over 800 years old, and he is still called "Young Master", which made some drama for a while.However, there is no need to haggle with a title when it comes out of the play, not to mention being called "Young Master", it is something to be happy about.

Shaojun who is more than 800 years old... is really young.

The servant boy said: "Is there anything you are not satisfied with, Young Master? If everything is satisfied, the younger one will leave first."

Qin Ji was very satisfied, and allowed him to go back to rest first.

The servant boy bowed politely, but before he left, he turned his head and looked at the young man meaningfully, secretly thinking, this person is really not simple.

He has been taking care of Zhuolian Peak for many years, and he has never seen the young suzerain let others come up, let alone live here.

The suzerain's beloved daughter, Ms. Yun Youlian, had been quarreling with the suzerain for a while and refused to go back to the main peak. She cried and quarreled outside the enchantment of Zhuolian Peak for three whole days and asked the young suzerain to let her in. Refused on the grounds of "not kissing"...

Others are equally divided.

Who is this young master Qin?

It was night, and the rain did not decrease but increased. The heavy rain drifted down. Occasionally, rumbling thunder could be heard, accompanied by lightning that tore through the thick night, illuminating the entire Zhuolian Peak as bright as day.

Qin Ji changed into a light blue light dress, which further complemented her slender figure, icy muscles and bones, and an extraordinary temperament.He was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, listening to the thunder outside, he thought: I'm afraid I really won't be able to go back today.

I really miss those books that were piled up and marked by the bedside.

"It's so boring, broken system, come out and chat with me for a while."

Broken system reduced to a chat tool: "..."

How to put it, I haven't seen the young man calling it for three months, asking about it, making it think that this person has completely adapted to the world in the book, and doesn't need it anymore... and forgot about it by the way.

The truth is, after a while, Qin Ji will indeed be able to forget about this thing.

It's useless.

Totally redundant.

Even the most basic answer to the plot line of the original work, this thing can't break a fart, either the perfunctory "author's heart refuses to let go", or "Ollie" who doesn't hurt his back when standing up and talking, except when he's bored Come out and chat, what else can you do?

Worst system ever.

System: "Host, I can hear you scolding me."

Qin Ji: "That's really embarrassing." I can't scold you to death.

The system selectively shut up, and Qin Ji sneered lazily and unilaterally. Her methods ranged from attacking all over her body to slapping her. When she was about to make the system taunt and cry, she heard the servant boy knocking on the door outside the room: "Young Master?"

He didn't make a sound.

Qin Ji said: "Go in."

The servant boy pushed the door open and came in, Qin Ji's eyes fixed on his face, then slowly moved down and landed on the wooden suitcase in his hand.

The servant boy said: "I don't know if the young master has built the foundation and bigu, and I have cooked some meals. I don't know if it tastes like you?"

Of course Qin Ji had bigu, but he didn't refuse the servant boy's kindness.At such a young age, with such considerate service, it's no wonder that Fu Yuan and Yun Youlian have countless servants, but this one is enough on Zhuolian Peak.

While Qin Ji was eating, the servant boy stood quietly by the side.Although he understood that the latter's low spiritual power was not a threat, but suddenly there was such a stranger in the room watching him eat, and he felt somewhat twisted.

Putting down the chopsticks, he was about to say, "Let's go out if you have nothing to do", when he saw the expression on the servant boy's face, and when the words came to his lips, he turned around again, "You seem to have something to say to me."

A few breaths of silence.

Seeing that the servant boy was obviously hesitant, Qin Ji said softly, "You might as well just say it."

Hearing this, the servant boy raised his head and asked, "...is Young Master Qin someone you can trust?"

"Shouldn't you already know the answer to this question?"

The youth's eyes are like a deep pool.

It is completely different from the words and deeds shown in front of Duan Shaofeng during the day, in front of other people who have nothing to do with the main task, Qin Ji obviously does not need to continue to pretend to be silly and sweet.

This kind of state is the most relaxed, Qin Ji thought: It should also be the most feared by the protagonists.

"Say it directly."

The servant boy looked at him for a moment, and he knew what was in his mind. He was silent for a while, and finally opened his mouth, saying solemnly: "In the sect, someone wants to kill the young sect master, and the person who harmed him...is the master Yun."

At the same time as the words fell, there was lightning and thunder outside.

It seemed that the whole night was frightened.

The servant boy still looked serious.What he said just now is not doubt, but firm belief.

Qin Ji's hand holding the chopsticks paused for a while in mid-air, and then put it down.It was ridiculous in his heart, but on the surface he held his chin and said calmly: "Then you told me this, because you want me to expose him?"

"No."

There is no evidence at hand, let alone whether the young man believes it or not, even if he believes it, no one will believe it based on the one-sided words of a disciple from the outer peak, and it is very likely that Yun Chengli will be alert and silence him. The servant boy obviously knows this.

He said: "I was not a member of Xuantian Sect before, but an abandoned child thrown by my parents at the gate of the mountain. It was the kind-hearted young master who brought me back from the gate of the mountain on a snowy night."

"At that time, the young suzerain was under ten years old, Xuantianzong took office as the suzerain, and Lord Mo Lan had not yet passed away... Don't look at the young suzerain who refuses thousands of miles away from people and things, but he was not like this before." "Little young master The suzerain is very kind to people, very friendly, and occasionally cute... If Mr. Mo Lan was not in a decisive battle with the demon cultivators of the Demon Palace and Pihai Shizhi Palace, the meridians in his body flowed backwards and the demon cultivators could take advantage of it. It will not pass away, and the young suzerain will not become no one to trust."

As he spoke, he took out the leftover pages of his thoughts hidden by his cuffs, threw them into the air, and instantly turned them into densely packed floating words, with spiritual energy lingering on them.

"This is the heart method that Sect Master Yun gave to Young Sect Master. I have checked it. It is not the real heart method of ruthless way, but it is passed down from Bihai Shizhi Palace. It is enough to kill people and drive people crazy. It is extremely terrifying." Waiter Tong's breathing quickened, and he guessed in a trembling voice, "Perhaps Mo Lan-jun's death has a lot to do with Sect Master Yun. He even wanted to repeat his old tricks and kill Sect Master Young."