After wearing the book, I marked the leader of the Demon Cult

Being watched by Shi Hongqin's piercing eyes, Ying Xihan's heart skipped a beat abruptly, for some unknown reason.

He slowly clenched the hand behind his back, and in an instant, he felt compassion.

Cen Yiyuan realized that Shi Hongqin was in danger, so he stood up abruptly, with a ferocious expression on his face. Just as he was about to rush out, he saw the sharp blade of the white jade long sword barely resting an inch above Shi Hongqin's head.

"Your sword doesn't have sword intent yet." The white jade long sword appeared in Ying Xihan's hand in the blink of an eye.

With a sound of "Zheng", Ying Xihan used his sword to block Cen Yiyuan's blade that was slashing at his neck with all his strength.

"Master!" Shi Hongqin was not frightened by Lou Feiyu's sword, but was startled by Cen Yiyuan's attack.

He hurried over to pull Cen Yiyuan away, but Cen Yiyuan remained motionless like a stone pillar nailed to the ground. He looked at Lou Feiyu with eyes that could scare a crying child, gritted his teeth, and said every word: "He wants to kill you!" !"

"Brother Lou just wants to teach me what sword intent is." Shi Hongqin said.

Shi Hongqin didn't care, but felt that even though Lou Feiyu's temperament changed drastically, the other party's core personality did not collapse.

During the night meeting last night, Shentu Leshui also said that many disciples of the Huangji Sect had been taught by Lou Feiyu, and their words were full of longing for Lou Feiyu.

In short, even if the other party has two faces, Shi Hongqin feels that Lou Feiyu will not harm him.

What's more, when Lou Feiyu used that sword, he thought of Lou Feiyu in the original book.

The slender figure standing outside the sword light stands tall and straight, no matter what kind of monsters or monsters he is, he stands still, which makes people yearn and trust in him.

After all, there are similarities.

"Look, I'm fine." Shi Hongqin patted Cen Yiyuan's back, comforting him like a child, "Master, I'm going to make the tea you liked last time later."

Cen Yiyuan stared at Lou Feiyu for a moment, and finally slowly suppressed his anger when he heard his words, held his hand, and solemnly said, "Hongqin, as a teacher, you are not afraid of death, as a teacher, I will protect you."

Shi Hongqin said "OK" repeatedly.

He asked Cen Yiyuan to sit back to his original seat, looked at Lou Feiyu, and found that Lou Feiyu was a little dazed.

Shi Hongqin walked in front of the other party, with a smile on his face, exaggeratedly prolonging the tone of each word, and said with emotion: "Thank you, Brother Lou, for your advice, I will work hard."

Shi Hongqin was not surprised that Lou Feiyu said that he had no sword intent, but rather that he had sword intent.

In the original world, he had completely mastered the secret book by relying on the skill of the original owner and his golden fingers.

As for the sword intent, the original owner had already realized it in the late stage of Wei Mo, and after receiving Cen Yiyuan's skills, he directly understood what his own sword intent was, and he seemed to have grasped the comprehensible and unspeakable things after traveling.

However, in the fandom world, even if he also has golden fingers, but the skills are limited, how can he realize the sword intent that the original owner has not yet realized.

This journey of martial arts was forced and helpless, Shi Hongqin has no obsession with sword intent, and after practicing martial arts for half a day, it is really time to rest: "Brother Lou, you know that my master has been ill recently, please forgive me. To express my apologies, I am going to try to make a kind of tea, do you want Brother Lou to stay and try it?"

"it is good."

Lou Feiyu stayed without hesitation, which surprised Shi Hongqin.

It is also possible that Lou Feiyu has long since given up on the matter of anti-molestation.

Shi Hongqin stood in front of the stove in a good mood, even though there were two figures standing around the door, he started to brew tea leisurely.

The tea he mentioned is actually the modern milk tea.

Cen Yiyuan usually likes to drink tea, so he has all kinds of tea at home.Shi Hongqin chose a small box of the top-quality Dahongpao sent by the law enforcement elders this time. When the tea leaves were boiled, the rich orchid fragrance filled the whole kitchen, making people feel refreshed.

Ying Xihan could feel that Cen Yiyuan was still full of hostility towards him.

And when he clearly wanted to kill Shi Hongqin, he perfectly concealed his killing intent.

It seems that even if this person is crazy, his intuition is still there.

What Cen Yiyuan said to Shi Hongqin reminded Ying Xihan of those years, when he saw Bu Muqing who was dying of dystocia, Cen Yiyuan saw him and said similar things to protect Bu Muqing.

As a result, Bu Muqing died, and Cen Yiyuan lived a life that was worse than death.

Looking at the current Elder Cen, it is ridiculous to say such words to the boy who was once abandoned.

And the innocent young man keeps busy, doesn't hold grudges at all, or doesn't know the past at all?

Ying Xihan suddenly wanted to know, if Shi Hongqin knew the truth, would he still be so kind to Cen Yiyuan?

Shi Hongqin filtered the boiled tea leaves, divided them into four containers, and then heated the milk brought over from the kitchen at noon. Before it boiled, he quickly turned off the fire, and first put Cen Yiyuan's cup of milk tea on a one-to-one basis. The strong tea flavor is well prepared: "Master likes to drink tea with a strong flavor, come and taste it."

Cen Yiyuan immediately stepped forward to drink, his expression didn't change much, but it gave off a pleasant feeling.

Shi Hongqin asked Lou Feiyu: "I call this 'milk tea', Brother Lou, do you like it thick or light?"

"Weak."

Lou Feiyu's tone was normal, but Shi Hongqin felt that the other party was secretly competing.

Shi Hongqin didn't think much, and after a while, he handed Lou Feiyu a cup of light tea-flavored milk tea.

Ying Xihan took a sip, the rich milk fragrance mixed with the faint tea fragrance, complementing each other, leaving a fragrance on the teeth and cheeks.

Just like the double-skin milk that I have eaten before, it is very strange and amazing.

His eyes widened slightly, he licked off the milk tea stains on his upper lip, met Shi Hongqin's expectant gaze, and boasted: "You are really good at this."

Shi Hongqin smiled embarrassedly, drank his own share, and joked to himself: "If it weren't for the need to practice martial arts desperately to ensure my safety, I might have gone down the mountain to open a shop to sell some desserts and tea I made myself What. Ah, but it’s tiring to think about it, so let’s forget it.”

When hobbies become jobs, he may become disgusted with these things, and it is more enjoyable to do them for those who want to do them.

Lou Feiyu asked suspiciously, "Safety?"

Shi Hongqin leaned on the stove, holding a teacup: "Brother Lou must have heard about the fact that I was captured by the devil Ying Xihan, right?" He smiled wryly, "Although Master rescued me, he is still worried about me. I will be retaliated by the devil, after all, this is my personal matter, how can I let the sect be affected, so I will work hard to practice martial arts."

At this time, Cen Yiyuan offered to clean the used pots and pans, and Shi Hongqin was naturally happy to hand them over to the other party.

Speaking of which, after Cen Yiyuan was ill, apart from being overly possessive at times, he was more approachable at certain times.

Even though Shi Hongqin used words to refine it, Lou Feiyu still grasped the point: "Isn't Huang Jizong going to protect you?"

Shi Hongqin smiled, and changed the topic: "By the way, if there is a chance, I wonder if Big Brother Lou would like to tell me how you realized your sword intent?"

Lou Feiyu didn't get to the bottom of it, but said, "Wait until you realize something."

Cen Yiyuan took a moment to react to the topic of the two people's conversation before. He stared at Lou Feiyu coldly, and said coldly: "Xue Xiuxian is just a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. They are not willing to protect Hongqin." He turned his head to look at Shi Hongqin again, and swore, "Hongqin, even if everyone is your enemy, as a teacher, I will stand in front of you for you... eh!"

Shi Hongqin covered Cen Yiyuan's mouth for such a shameful speech, his face was full of embarrassment.

It just so happened that the voice of the pyrotechnic disciple who brought them food came from the door, Shi Hongqin hurriedly asked people to enter the kitchen, and gave Cen Yiyuan a soft hand, telling him to wash the dishes obediently, so that they could have dinner together early after washing.

Cen Yiyuan finally stopped talking and concentrated on washing the dishes.

"Senior Brother Shi, I saw your light-yellow robe hanging on the tree in the yard. I took it away for you. There are many sword cuts on it. I wonder if it can be repaired." The person said.

Except for Chef Yan, the pyrotechnic disciples in the Huangji Sect's kitchen do not belong to the outer sect nor the inner sect. They are all betas with mediocre aptitude. People dare not even lift their heads.

However, Shi Hongqin treated them equally, and used to bring them snacks from time to time, so that the kitchen admired him very much, and wanted to have more communication besides delivering meals on weekdays.

"Is Wenqing doing something today?" Shi Hongqin's voice was a little strange just now, but this firework disciple was indeed not a familiar person.

The unfamiliar fireworker's eyelids trembled, and he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Suddenly something happened at Wenqing's house, and he went down the mountain last night."

Shi Hongqin's eyes shifted from the firework disciples to the tattered clothes, which were covered in patches after mending, forget it, and said: "Then please help me put away the clothes, and then take a look with the others Can you do something else?"

The sect has martial arts competitions all year round, and most of the time, everyone wears practice uniforms, and those that are too damaged to be repaired will be put together and then made into other items, such as purses, outer disciples' robes, etc.

There was a trace of joy in the eyes of the fireworker disciple, he lowered his head and held his clothes tightly, hiding the ulterior motives in his eyes, and left with his lunch box in response.

Lou Feiyu stood aside, drinking milk tea and glanced casually at the people who came.

Not long after, Lou Feiyu also bid farewell. Before leaving, he glanced at the container on the stove. It seemed indifferent, but it was just a casual glance. Shi Hongqin felt a little cute when he saw it.

"Brother Lou, will you come back tomorrow?" Shi Hongqin stretched out two fingers, "I'll make two cups for Brother Lou."

Lou Feiyu clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: "Okay."

When Lou Feiyu left, Cen Yiyuan just finished washing the bowls and chopsticks. After cleaning them one by one, he suddenly asked, "Hongqin, do you like Lou Feiyu very much?"

Shi Hongqin took away the cup of milk tea for Shentu Leshui, dodged Cen Yiyuan's hand, and said, "It's hard not to like a hero like Brother Lou, right?"

Cen Yiyuan was silent for a moment, and when he heard Shentu Leshui's voice from outside the small courtyard, he knew that the Omega young owner had come again.

In fact, he doesn't like Lou Feiyu or Shentu Leshui.

Because they all came to rob Shi Hongqin from him.

The originally stable zhenqi began to rush through the meridians again, Cen Yiyuan lowered his head, his eyes were red, he grabbed Shi Hongqin's sleeve, and said like a demon, "I don't like him, I want to kill him .”

"No." Shi Hongqin looked at Cen Yiyuan very seriously.

Facing the crazy eyes that started to turn red again, he walked up to Cen Yiyuan and sighed: "Master, you can't beat him now." After speaking, he slashed Cen Yiyuan on the back of the neck with a knife.

Cen Yiyuan was defenseless against him and passed out directly.

Shentu Leshui hadn't come for several days, and when he entered the kitchen, he saw this scene, picked up the milk tea without any surprise: "Your master is sick again?"

"It's brother, you can push me up today." Shi Hongqin said.

He was suddenly exhausted physically and mentally, implying that Shentu Leshui would help Cen Yiyuan to heal his injuries today, but he saw that Shentu Leshui's complexion seemed a little bad, and was about to take back his words, but Shentu Leshui seemed to be afraid that he would go back on his word, and quickly agreed .

"You've begged me so much. If I don't support you, I'm not enough brother." She was drinking milk tea, but Shentu Leshui drank a lot of alcohol, smiled and said cheerfully.

How can a man not understand the implication of Shentu Leshui's words, it's too wretched.

Suddenly Shi Hongqin was not worried about Shentu Leshui, but worried about Cen Yiyuan's safety.

Oh no, even an Omega of his can't make waves right now.

Shi Hongqin glanced at his brother who had finished drinking the milk tea, his eyes were full of sympathy.

Shentu Leshui was stunned for a moment, and soon understood, and said with his eyes indignantly, "Even if I am an Omega, I still have what I should have", but it was unavoidable to be misunderstood, and he still assured me: "Don't worry, I don't have any interest in your master, you know what I like best. It's delicious, Hongqin, make it for me tomorrow!"

Shi Hongqin rolled his eyes: "It's a good idea, but I don't have time."

He always felt that the firework disciples were a little weird and suspicious just now, so he asked Shentu Leshui to heal Cen Yiyuan, who would not wake up for the time being, and went out by himself.

When they arrived at the kitchen, they didn't see the pyrotechnician, but instead saw Wen Qing who was cleaning the dishes.

……

As soon as Ying Xihan left the small courtyard, he withdrew his breath and followed the fire worker secretly.

For some reason, he felt that the appearance of this fire worker just now was a bit strange.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the fireworker disciple went back to the kitchen, but he did not put down Shi Hongqin's robe, but put it in his bag, and walked stealthily towards a deserted place.

The man walked from one hill to another, and Ying Xihan got a little impatient with following him. Finally, the fire worker disciple came to a dense forest, looked around for a while, and blew his whistle.

After a while, another footstep appeared, and a man dressed in snow-white clothes embroidered with blossoming red plums and belonged to the Meishuang Sect's inner disciple uniform finally appeared.

"You told me that as long as it belongs to Shi Shixiong, his clothes are fine?" the fire worker disciple flattered the mysterious man.

The mysterious man untied his bag, took a deep breath of the smell of his robe, and said vaguely: "So this is his smell..."

Ying Xihan frowned so much that he could kill a fly.

This behavior is most familiar to him.

He had done this several times before he came to Huangji Sect. At that time, he knew that it was weird to do so, but he did not expect that the same behavior of others would look so shameless.

The mysterious man quickly returned to normal, put his clothes back into his bag, raised his eyebrows and looked at the obsequious Pyrotechnician disciple, and condescendingly took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to him, and said alms, "Thank you as I said."

The elixir in the porcelain bottle is helpful for practicing martial arts. As the firework of the kitchen, the elixir that can enhance the true energy is hard to find for them.

The sect also stipulates that it is not allowed to accept items sent by others or outsiders without reason, and once accepted, they will be severely punished.

Now, someone put an opportunity in front of him. Driven by his interests, he still couldn't resist the temptation and chose to cooperate with this inner disciple of the Meishuang Sect.

He didn't know why this person asked him to take Brother Shi's belongings, and he didn't dare to ask.

The pyrotechnician thanked the mysterious man and was about to leave. With a "whoosh", something hit him suddenly, and his body was frozen in the forward motion of raising his legs to run. The next moment, he was like a leaning stone pillar towards the Fall on the ground.

The mysterious man's expression froze, his brows frowned, and he quickly calmed down. He raised his voice and asked with a smile, "Which expert is joking with the junior?"

Now that he had already made a move, Ying Xihan didn't intend to hide anymore, and in a flash, he was face to face with the mysterious man.

The moonlight was like water, standing close, Ying Xihan had a clear view of this person's face.

The man's appearance has changed slightly in this world, his facial features are less square, more delicate, and his face is more compact, but Ying Xihan can remember correctly, this man is none other than Ning Liang, a disciple of Meishuang Sect.

He didn't intend to remember someone who was not interested, and it happened that Ning Liang also appeared on the stage when he was pretending to be Lou Feiyu.

In the last world, Ning Liang and he arrived at Huangji Sect almost at the same time.

However, Ning Liang had a high reputation in the Meishuang Sect, but he was not as important as Lou Feiyu in the Huangji Sect. Later, Shi Hongqin and Lou Feiyu became friends and regarded them as close friends, but his attitude towards Ning Liang was quite cold, which aggravated him even more. unhappy.

Ning Liang was narrow-minded, and later provoked Shi Hongqin many times. Later, when he found out that the woman he admired was even more pleasing to Shi Hongqin, he was even more jealous. Finally, one day, he found a firework disciple and asked him to be with him. Shi Hongqin put medicine in his meal.

At that time, Ying Xihan happened to go to the kitchen to ask for some pastries, and happened to find out what this person had done. After telling Shi Hongqin, the two of them decided to plan, and then forced Ning Liang out.

When Ning Liang showed his feet, he became a street mouse in Huang Jizong.

After the Meishuang Sect master knew about this, he felt that the sect had lost all face and locked Ningliang in confinement for several years.

Anyway, Ying Xihan hadn't seen this person again until the beginning of the war between good and evil.

In fact, he didn't take the initiative to help Shi Hongqin out of the siege, but he didn't like anyone in Meishuangzong.

Not long ago, he also heard that a disciple of Meishuangzong came to Huangjizong. He guessed it was Ning Liang, but he never thought that Ning Liang still colluded with Huotou disciple in this world.

But what is the use of this person asking for Shi Hongqin's clothes?

Ying Xihan could feel that Ning Liang was also an Alpha, but in the later stage of Guanzhi, the little guy who could be crushed to death with two fingers, released the pressure of his true energy, and headed towards Ning Liang. He watched Ning Liang straighten his waist His legs became trembling, his back was slightly bent, and he was sweating profusely.

But after a while, he couldn't hold on any longer, and knelt on the ground with one leg, his neck seemed to be firmly held down by someone.Can't hold my head up.

"What do you want to do with this clothes?"

Ning Liang heard Lou Feiyu questioning him.

He knew that there was a gap between himself and Ying Xihan's realm, but he didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable. He almost gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't resist the true pressure of the powerful Alpha on Lou Feiyu.

"Even if I die today, I won't say anything." He maintained his remaining backbone.

"Really?" Lou Feiyu said calmly, he pulled out the long white jade sword at his waist, and instead of looking at him, he only looked at the colder blade under the moonlight, wiped the sharp blade with one hand, and suddenly asked: "Ning Liang, do you know what is scarier than death?"

Lou Feiyu leaned close to Ning Liang's ear and said briskly, "I can't die no matter what."

At that moment, the jade-faced heart-broken man who was known in the Jianghu as light and windy, who was out of the ordinary, was like a fierce god in Ning Liang's eyes, and every word he said made his hair stand on end and his whole body trembled.

"Tell me what you know, or you will too."

The Pyrotechnic disciple who was being tapped at the side was feeling uneasy, when he heard Lou Feiyu speak slowly, he glanced over and his face was full of sternness.

The fireworker's disciple trembled all over, his mind cracked, he peed his pants in fright, rolled his eyelids, and passed out.

The author has something to say: Shi Hongqin: Brother Lou, you are so handsome!

Ying Xihan: I didn't want to eliminate harm for you, but relying on Meishuangzong is not pleasing to the eye.

Shi Hongqin: But I am the beneficiary, I am very happy to cook more delicious food for you.

Ying Xihan: ...Okay.

Shi Hongqin: [To grasp a person's heart, one must first grasp a person's stomach, the old saying is true]