After raising four Long Aotian, I slag them

I changed rooms with Xue Qijian earlier, the window of this room faces south, and the light is too strong.

Qin Ji saw Duan Shaofeng bathed in the slanting sunlight, wearing a wide-sleeved blue robe with amber embroidered inlays flowing in brilliance, with a clear and noble temperament, and because of being coated with a hazy layer of gold, the whole person was like a dream.

He looked intently at the wine jar in his hand, frowning slightly, as if extremely puzzled.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he didn't look over there. He slowly stuffed the red cloth into the mouth of the altar, put it back on the spot, straightened up and paused, and then raised his eyelids to look over.

Qin Ji walked a step further and said with a smile, "When will the young master come to the outer peak, why don't you say hello in advance so that I can get ready too."

Hearing this, Duan Shaofeng also bent his lips, "Prepare? Prepare for what?"

The tone is gentle, and the expression is well managed, as if it was not him who broke into other people's rooms.

Qin Ji said: "Of course, prepare some good tea and water, as well as the young master's favorite candied fruit cake, so that I can entertain them."

"Oh, you understand my preferences." Duan Shaofeng chuckled, walked to the side and sat down, tapped the table rhythmically with his fingertips, making a light clicking sound, "Then you go and prepare, I happen to be a little bit too hungry."

Digging a hole for herself to jump into, and not playing cards according to common sense, Qin Ji sighed, resignedly took out a bunch of things from her pocket, and put it on the table.

Watching his movements, Duan Shaofeng stretched out his hand to unwrap the paper, and saw that the inside was actually a piece of candied fruit cake, his long eyebrows raised lightly, "Just one piece?"

Qin Ji said to be content: "Young master, don't you know that pastries are just for eating and playing, just taste it, how can it be eaten as a meal." Not to mention that this piece is very filling, very full.

Duan Shaofeng lowered his eyes and poked his fingertips one after another.He didn't intend to eat at all, and said casually: "Well, I really don't know, but after what you said, I know now."

Qin Ji, "..." What do you know?

"I don't know your name yet."

"The piano leans on it."

"Well, I remember," Duan Shaofeng smiled deeper, but his eyes were still vigilant and sharp, he stared straight at Qin Ji, "Then Qin Yizhi, you told me a secret just now, and I will tell you now one."

"... What secret did I tell you?" Qin Ji was confused by the continuous disconnected conversation.

Is he old, and there is a generation gap with people of this age, why can he understand every word, but can't understand it at all?

Duan Shaofeng replied patiently: "Cakes can't be eaten as food. I didn't know it before, but you told me, which is equivalent to telling me a secret. In return, I will tell you one too."

After finishing speaking, his face turned cold: "Just the night before yesterday, your young suzerain me was severely humiliated by a man."

Qin Ji: "..."

"Speaking of which, that man is really vicious. Not only did he drink me alcohol, but he even dared to hit me." When Duan Shaofeng smiled, his aura was like a spring breeze, and when he was not smiling, he looked extremely unfriendly. The ground can drip ink, "Do you know what else he did in the end?"

Qin Ji's voice was difficult: "...what did you do?"

"He bit me." Duan Shaofeng nodded the back of his neck and said bitterly, "It's right here."

Stop spitting blood!Who bit whom? !

Qin Ji almost didn't hold back.

Drinking you is to break you up, you are a majestic young suzerain, I don't know what to do, you bite me, I beat you, we two had a life-and-death fight on the bed, do you remember such a happy thing?

Forget it if you remember, what the hell is wrong with your memory!

"Do you think that person is very vicious?" Obviously in a fit of anger, Duan Shaofeng slammed the table, and a crack appeared on it.The phoenix eye squinted over, with Xue Ye's coldness like hiding a knife, "Is he a born pervert!"

Born pervert: "..."

Duan Shaofeng said coldly: "Are you dumb? Why don't you speak?"

Qin Ji put a face on his face, and said in a tone that he thought he was calm but not calm, "Yes, that person is too perverted, he dared to humiliate the young suzerain, he is simply a pervert among perverts. A shameless scum of the world, he should be stripped of his clothes, hacked into pieces, dragged out of his grave, and flogged...he doesn't deserve to live."

Also scolding herself to death, Qin Ji doesn't believe that the little bastard is not satisfied.

Obviously not satisfied enough, Duan Shaofeng asked again: "Did he deliberately humiliate me?"

"Yes."

"Is he damned?"

"Yes."

"Is he you?"

"Yes."

……and many more!

After a brief silence, subconsciously raised his eyes, Qin Ji's heart skipped a beat when facing Duan Shaofeng's deep phoenix eyes, and immediately denied: "No!"

"You say it's not?" Duan Shaofeng obviously didn't believe it, "I remember that man's hair is white, but you are, as for the eyebrows—"

But there was no lotus petal print as he thought it was between the eyebrows.

Seeing that the other party stopped at this point and did not continue, Qin Ji had a vague idea in his heart and asked, "Young Sect Master doubts me?"

"You are the only white-haired man in the entire sect. I don't doubt who you suspect?"

Qin Ji turned her eyes and looked at the wine jar that Duan Shaofeng had put back to its original place. She walked over to pick it up, uncovered the red cloth, and the aroma of wine overflowed inside.

He turned around, saw the other party's expression stilled, and said: "But this wine is full, isn't the reason why the young suzerain came to my room to confirm whether there is white water in it? As for the white hair... the silver threads are as white as snow, just in time It’s the middle of winter, and there’s no proof, so who can say for sure?”

The implication is: you mistook Bai Xue for white hair.

"The reason why you hang out with me and are willing to talk to me so much is because you can't be sure that person is me, can you?"

He can't expose it. If it is exposed, he will definitely fight on the spot. It's not because he's afraid that he won't be able to beat this bastard, but because he's worried that Bai Yueguang's image will fail to be established, the task will not be completed, and he will not be able to grow good mushrooms.

Being guessed, Duan Shaofeng just advised: "You better not lie to me."

The air paused for a moment, his expression eased, and he stood up. At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

"Report to senior brother, there are 32 rooms in total where the spirit fruit wine has been passive. Among them, Xue Qijian's room matches the description of the senior brother. The window faces east, and three jars of spirit fruit wine are empty."

"Understood, take them back to the main peak first, and wait for me to interrogate them one by one."

The disciple had to go to work quickly, and Duan Shaofeng was about to go out when he heard a voice from behind and stopped.

"Is the young master leaving?"

"Why, you can't bear to part with me?" He tilted his head, his eyes fell on Qin Ji, seeing the latter drooping his eyes and not saying a word, he smiled, but there was no sound of laughter, only a slight breath.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, you can come to the main peak to look for me at any time... But I don't like the title of young suzerain. Next time we meet, don't call me young suzerain one by one, or—"

At the end, she paused: "Your mouth is about to suffer."

Obviously it meant a threat, but Qin Ji felt something was wrong when he heard it, but he didn't find anything wrong, the boy in blue had already lifted his foot and left.

Forget it.

Qin Ji touched his nose.

It's just a title, next time he will call "Little Senior Brother" like everyone else, won't it be fine?

The story book will be boring after reading too much, so I didn't read it for a long time, and took out two mushrooms from under the pillow.

It is indeed in the shape of a mushroom, with tiny white hairs growing on the spores, but when Qin Ji holds it in his hand, his mind moves slightly, and after the white light dissipates, it becomes paper and pen.

He sat up, shook his legs, swiped his pen, and started fishing.

Two hours later, Li Yao frantically came to look for Qin Ji again, for no other reason. After calling for breakfast and dinner, he was like an old mother all day long, and was sent away by Qin Ji for taking pastries for supper.

It is impossible to eat this dinner again, not to mention that eating too much will cause the cultivation base to regress, and the number one purpose of life he has drawn up, he has to follow: life lies in not moving, not moving if you can.The Chenyang Peak Road is so far away, only Habi went there.

After touching the fish and flicking the pen, Qin Ji looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and the system asked, "Host, why did you draw Duan Shaofeng's portrait?"

"I don't think there is anything to draw." Qin Ji folded the painting in three and stuffed it back under the pillow, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with this action. "Although he has a bad temper, he is really good-looking. Yes, I drew it just because my heart was itching, and another day I will draw the plum tree behind the yard, and that thing looks really nice.”

Yan Yan yawned after finishing speaking, Qin Ji finished making the bed and was about to lie down and sleep, when she was startled by Li Yao's rooster voice and the sound of knocking on the door.

"Brother Qin, it's time for night training! We are not like the group of monks on the main peak who have already fasted the grain. We will definitely not be able to survive without eating. How can osmanthus cake be full? I am afraid that you will be hungry. Brother, I will make a special trip to feed you You took two buns, hurry up and come out to thank senior brother!"

The tone of voice was soaring, obviously elated and complacent.

Qin Ji: "..."

Thank you mom!

People in this sect may have a bit of a brain convulsion, otherwise why would they come out to blow air at night.

It's not just a hair dryer——

Considering the weak cultivation base of the outer peak disciples, the content of tonight's night training is body exercises.

In a popular sense, it means being arranged to punch.

The beating was ugly and the beating continued, and the beating was good and they couldn't go back to sleep. Hundreds of disciples stayed up in the middle of the night, shouting "Ha! Ha!" while beating in the backyard, and gathered together to get nervous.

After Qin Ji went back, her descendants were already useless, and she fell straight into the bed without moving.I didn't notice when the window was pushed open, and the wind came in quietly.

Just when the consciousness became more and more blurred and he was about to fall into a dream, the surrounding sounds were suddenly amplified infinitely. The evening wind, the rustling of leaves, and the sound of approaching footsteps were all magnified to the extreme bit by bit.

Is there anyone—

Qin Ji opened his eyes, his eyes were white and clear, he quickly turned over and sat up, lifted the quilt and covered the heads of people passing by.

There was a little light on Yubai's fingertips, and the red lotus marks between his brows were faintly visible. He held his breath and was concentrating, and when he was about to punch out, the other party rushed straight at him with the hood deprived of his sight.

Unlike just now, this action did not have the slightest murderous intent, but it was ferocious and came suddenly.

Qin Ji froze for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she had been completely pushed down on the bed.

There was still a little white light on his fingertips, maybe it looked too dangerous, and the next moment, someone grabbed his wrist.

Wait, this feeling? ?

The corner of Qin Ji's mouth twitched, he didn't dare to think about it, but even if he didn't dare to think about it, he had to resist, because this "quilt monster" was already touching him.

Passing through many dangerous areas one after another, Qin Ji's scalp exploded. Fortunately, the opponent's cultivation base was not as good as his, so he easily broke free from the hand that was bound on his wrist.

Thinking of a certain possibility, he didn't use too much force in his hand, and slapped it with his palm, and the person under the quilt let out a muffled groan.

Hearing this voice, Qin Ji's expression changed immediately, and the other party finally pulled off the quilt, revealing a beautiful and familiar face.

Phoenix eyes, deep and long at the end of the eyes, delicate.

Vermilion lips, thin and moist, slightly panting, seductive.

"...Fuck."

Rao expected it, Qin Ji couldn't hold back from swearing.

It's just that he spoke softly, and it sounded a bit like a hiss.

The young man narrowed his eyes and adjusted his posture, almost kneeling under his abdomen.The eyeballs are pitch-black, condescending, with their own deterrent and oppressive power.

No matter the posture or appearance, it was exactly the same as the night before.

The difference is that this time he brought something extra, and Qin Ji saw that he was holding a bundle of ropes in his other hand.

The rope was very thick, rough and inferior, judging by the other party's posture, probably, maybe, maybe——it was going to tie him up.