Domineering Man of the Star Queen

After dinner, Fengcheng rested in his room for a while, and was invited by Taoist Mingliu to go to the hot spring on the mountainside of Piaoxue Peak.

After listening to the Yun Yi faction disciples who came in to relay the invitation of Taoist Mingliu, Feng Cheng looked at Feng Long who was waiting at the side.

"Senior brother... Where is Helian from the Qingfeng sect?"

During the dinner, except for Helian from the Qingfeng faction, almost all the leaders who led the team to participate in this martial arts competition were present.

Fengcheng didn't see Helian at the dinner table, so Fengcheng couldn't tell if he was disappointed or what, taking advantage of only him and Fenglong in the room, Fengcheng asked.

"Is the master asking about Helian?" Hearing Fengcheng's question, Fenglong became indignant.

The matter of Helian's confrontation with Fengcheng at the meeting in the afternoon has now spread throughout the entire enchantment, and everyone is talking about Helian's open quarrel with Fengcheng.

Although the head of the sect was chasing after Helian a bit in the afternoon, that Helian suddenly said "I'm tired, I want to go back to my room to rest" and left without looking back. Are you a little arrogant? !

Thinking of this, Feng Long couldn't help grinding his teeth, "Go back to the head, that Helian didn't come downstairs when he was having dinner, and it was the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect who sent him upstairs."

Looking at Feng Cheng's thoughtful face, Feng Long paused, but still couldn't help but said, "Master, I see, this Helian from the Qingfeng faction really doesn't know good from bad. All the leaders have come, but he is the only one missing, which is really disrespectful! However, the members of their Qingfeng faction have always been so arrogant, according to the subordinates, this Helian is not a good person!"

"Is it……"

Ignoring Fenglong, who was unhappy by himself, there was an interesting look in Fengcheng's eyes.

Maybe others thought that Helian contradicted him in the afternoon meeting, but Fengcheng didn't think so.

Especially at that time, that Helian's reaction was not only beyond Fengcheng's expectation, but also within Fengcheng's reason.Fengcheng couldn't help thinking, if Yi'er was here, what kind of reaction would he make?

"Master, that... Taoist Mingliu invited you to soak in the hot spring, will you go?" Seeing that Feng Cheng hadn't spoken for a long time, Feng Long asked cautiously.

"spa?"

"Yes, as far as I know, many sect leaders are there."

The hot spring water on the mountainside of Piaoxue Peak has the effect of physiotherapy, and the large and small hot springs are scattered among the mountainside, more than one place, the scenery is very beautiful.

After dinner, the leaders of most sects gathered at the hot spring, chatting in twos and threes while soaking in the hot spring.

"Where are the heads of many sects?"

It seems that he didn't hear what Fenglong said later, Fengcheng inexplicably thought of Helian from the Qingfeng sect.

Suddenly thinking of Helian's bathing in the hot spring, Fengcheng's dark blue eyes sank.

"Yes."

"In that case, I'll go." Originally, he was not interested in such activities at all, but when he thought that Helian from the Qingfeng faction might be there, Fengcheng agreed in a strange way.

"Okay, I'll go back to what Taoist Mingliu said."

"Well."

After tidying up briefly, Fengcheng walked towards the hot spring halfway up Piaoxue Peak.

-

The halfway up the mountain of Piaoxue Peak is not far from the inn where they lived temporarily. By the time Fengcheng arrived, many people had already soaked in the hot spring.

The water surface of these hot springs varies from big to small, probably due to the difference in water quality, so the color of each hot spring is also different. Seeing the arrival of Fengcheng, many people in the hot springs showed a look of surprise.

"Feng, the head of Fengcheng..."

"Master Fengcheng, are you coming to soak in the hot spring?"

It may be that in the originally calm hot spring pool, Fengcheng suddenly appeared, both in terms of identity and cultivation level, which was higher than everyone else, and many people showed unnatural expressions on their faces.

"Ah."

He agreed coldly, and as soon as he walked in, Fengcheng's eyes scanned the crowd, hoping to find that white figure.

However, no, no, still no.

After searching for a while in several hot spring pools not far away, Fengcheng couldn't find the shadow that was so familiar to him. After a pause, Fengcheng frowned imperceptibly.

Could it be that [he] didn't come?

too.

Thinking of Helian's usual way of covering his face with a white veil, Fengcheng couldn't help but smiled wryly.

How can a person like that who doesn't even want to show his face come to a hot spring in a place similar to "Meeting Sincerely"?He was too naive.

Yes, he didn't even notice the great disappointment in his heart because he didn't find Helian, Fengcheng planned to lift his feet and leave.

Just then.

"Sect Master Feng!"

Before taking a few steps, Taoist Mingliu's surprised voice sounded.

Hearing this, Fengcheng turned his head and saw the Taoist Mingliu who had occupied a hot spring pool by himself, waving at him non-stop.

Seeing the surprised expression on Taoist Mingliu's face, Fengcheng let out an inaudible sigh, and walked towards Taoist Mingliu.

As the supervisor sent by the Ancient Wumen Sect Federation this time, the hot spring that Taoist Yuanliu soaked in is naturally the one with the best curative effect among all the hot springs. If Taoist Mingliu saw it, he would not leave again. Fengcheng resigned to his fate and left. Went to the pool, exchanged a few words with Taoist Mingliu, and then got into the water.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect there to be such a hot spring on Piaoxue Peak."

"Yes."

"The water quality of this hot spring is not worse than that of Qingxing!"

"Yes."

Listening to the famous Taoist Liu chatting nonsense with him, Fengcheng's dark blue eyes flashed impatience.

What is going on here?

Obviously this is a very normal entertainment, why is he so impatient! ?

Taking a deep breath, Fengcheng resisted the urge to directly pat a wet towel on Taoist Mingliu's face to make him shut up. Staying in the warm hot spring, Fengcheng quietly closed his eyes.

This burning sensation, as if even his internal organs were on fire, was the most serious since he parted with Yi'er.Even when he realized that he was no longer the [Yan Yichen] of the previous life, but the [Fengcheng] of this life, he was not so strong.

Especially after learning that He Lian was not in the hot spring, this anxious feeling became uncontrollable, making Fengcheng a little restless.

As time went by, the anxiety made Fengcheng unable to sit still for a moment to verify whether Helian was the Yier he had been thinking about day and night.

Didn't notice Fengcheng's torment, said Taoist Mingliu, who was happily soaking in the hot spring.

"Speaking of which, everyone has come here to soak in the hot springs, only Helian from the Qingfeng faction is missing."

Helen?

In a trance, Fengcheng faintly heard the name that Taoist Mingliu beside him said the name he was thinking about, and suddenly opened his eyes, Fengcheng looked at Taoist Mingliu.

"What did you say?"

"what?"

Looking at Fengcheng's radiant dark blue eyes, Taoist Mingliu took a step back in fright.

"What are you talking about? I didn't say anything!"

"What did you say about Helian?"

Believing that he heard the word [Helian] correctly, Fengcheng firmly grasped the words of Taoist Mingliu and said.

"Ah, that." Only then did he come to his senses, and Taoist Mingliu smiled, "I mean, Helian of the Qingfeng sect is really strange. He didn't come to soak in such a comfortable hot spring. After the meeting in the afternoon, he shut himself off. In the room, I don’t know what I’m doing.”

After taking a look at Fengcheng, Taoist Mingliu pretended to be clever and said with a smile. "Maybe it was during the meeting in the afternoon that Helian had an unpleasant quarrel with you, so it's not easy to come out at night, Master Fengcheng."

Embarrassed to come out?

Absolutely not!

Recalling Helian's indifferent tone and indifferent attitude in the afternoon, it was exactly the same as Yi'er.

If he was really Yi'er, how could he [sorry to come out]? !

"Helian is still in the room?"

Ignoring Taoist Mingliu's other words, grasping the point of the words, Fengcheng asked.

"Yeah, he was still there when I went out."

In fact, Taoist Mingliu also invited Helian to go out to soak in the hot spring, but he was rejected, so Taoist Mingliu knew that Helian had been staying in the hotel room.

"I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Hearing that Helian was in the inn room, and didn't want to waste any more time here, Fengcheng stood up from the hot spring with a [crash].

"Ah? Master Feng???"

Raising his head in surprise, Taoist Mingliu looked at Fengcheng's leaving back, puzzled.

He... what is he going to do? !

Could it be that he is going to find Helian? ! ? !

"The head of Fengcheng?"

Ignoring the inquiries from Taoist Famous Liu behind him, Feng Cheng strode towards the inn.

-

Back at the inn, Fengcheng took a look from a distance, and sure enough, apart from the lights in the lobby on the first floor, only the Tianzi No. [-] room on the top floor was faintly lit.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Fengcheng strode towards Tianzi No. [-] room.

As early as on the way back, Fengcheng had already figured out how to speak. Instead of continuing to play charades, it would be better to meet Helian after a while and ask him straight-forwardly whether he is Yier or not.

If not, I will be treated as a weirdo by the other party, but if so...

Since reincarnation until now, the emotion that has been suppressed for 32 years seems to have found an outlet, and he went upstairs briskly at a speed that he couldn't believe, from Fengcheng to the door of Tianzi No. [-] room.

Raising his hand, Fengcheng was about to knock on the door.

Who knew that at this moment——

"Ah... um... don't..."

A low, slightly charming voice came quietly from the middle of the room, lingering in the quiet and dark corridor, it was very clear.

This is?

Although the voice was small, it was a groan that could never be misheard. Hearing this voice, the smile on Feng Cheng's face could not help but freeze.

"Yes... that's right there..."

"...um...don't stop...you try harder...come again..."

I didn't realize that there was a person standing outside the door at all, and the groans in the room came out wave after wave, even getting louder and louder, which made Fengcheng, who was about to knock on the door, completely froze. .

If Fengcheng was still an innocent young man who didn't understand anything, maybe he wouldn't have such a big reaction when he heard such a voice.However, Yan Yichen in the last life was 35 years old, and Fengcheng in this life is also 32 years old. No matter which life he is in, he is a standard adult male. With a voice like this, how could Fengcheng not know what is going on in the room? ?

"Ah——It's so comfortable... Try harder..."

"That's right there...don't move the location..."

"..."

Although it was not intentional to eavesdrop, the voice was familiar no matter how it sounded.

The deep blue eyes dimmed slightly, yes, the person who made this voice was none other than the person he was looking for - Helian.

...Looking at the lights in the room, and hanging down the hand knocking on the door, Fengcheng couldn't tell what mood he was in.

No wonder why Helian locked herself in the room for one afternoon and one night, so that was the reason.

In fact, such a thing is not surprising.

Due to personal aptitude and other reasons, many cultivators stop at a certain level of cultivation and cannot break through the bottleneck throughout their lives. If this continues, they will inevitably be eliminated by the sect.Therefore, many monks who are handsome and unrestrained are used to looking for backers to ensure their status in the sect, so the biennial fighting contest has become the biggest platform for these people to find backers.

Because the people who came to participate in the martial arts competition were all quite powerful disciples from various sects, if they could get close to one or two high-ranking disciples, even if they left the sect, they would be able to live comfortably.Especially the young and powerful sect elders like He Lian must be popular in the eyes of these people, presumably there are not a few people who recommend themselves as pillow seats.

Listening to the voice from the room, the expression on Fengcheng's face became even more awkward.

In the previous life, he loved Yi'er wholeheartedly, except for Yi'er, other people could not attract his attention, and he didn't have the time to play with men and women. In this life, he was reborn as Fengcheng, and all his thoughts were searched for before he entered. Yi'er in the teleportation formation is occupied, and he is not in the mood for such a thing.

but.

Thinking back to that white figure, the other party's voice of "Enthusiasm" sounded in his ears again, for some reason, a suspicious blush appeared on Feng Cheng's face.

"Uh...uh... try harder..."

Reminiscing that he regarded Helian as Yi'er, Feng Cheng's face turned even redder.

"what……"

Not knowing what the people in the room did, Helian's originally cold voice suddenly rose, and the long ending almost uncontrollably raised upwards, with an indescribable spring, which made the saint feel emotional.

Uh……

Realizing that the current self may seem to be no different from eavesdropping on the corner, Fengcheng stood up straight in embarrassment.

However, I don't know if he was using too much force, or he was a little flustered. It turned out that it was just the hand near the door that accidentally hit the door panel, making a "bang dong" sound.

"Who?"

This [Bang Dong] resounded in the quiet corridor, and it was extraordinarily loud. Once the sound sounded, it seemed to interrupt the good things of the people in the house.

The people in the room seemed to have stopped moving, and the voice that was full of spring just now sounded vigilantly.

However, it may be because the groaning was too loud just now, the original cold sound quality has not been fully restored, and the cold tone has a hint of hoarseness, which has reduced the danger a lot.

"..."

Listening to the other party's inquiry, for some reason, Fengcheng knew for the first time in his life what it feels like to be a guilty conscience.

Complicatedly looking at the elongated figure projected on the paper door of the inn, Feng Cheng hurriedly left before being discovered by the other party.

"You go out and see who's out there?"

After hearing the [Bang dong] sound, Luo Yuan slowly sat up from the bed, raised his head and said to Qing Lan beside him.

"En." Nodding her head, Qing Lan walked to the door.

【Squealing】The door was opened with a sound, and Qinglan looked out the door.

Outside the dark corridor, there is only a flickering oil lamp and the cold wind hunting in the mountains. Where is anyone?

Squinting Senlan's eyes, Qinglan walked to the corridor. I don't know if Luo Yuan heard it just now, but he clearly heard the sound of "bang dong", there were small footsteps, it was clearly someone Hastily left.

Looking around again, let alone a person, there is not even a ghost in the wooden corridor of the inn.

"Who is it?" Seeing Qinglan walking out of the room, Luo Yuan's voice came from the room soon.

"nobody."

"Really, then leave him alone."

"Ah."

Lan Mou glanced at the corridor, Qing Lan withdrew her gaze, went back to the room, and closed the door.

"Let's continue." Waving to Qinglan, Luo Yuan said lazily.

"..."

Walking towards Luo Yuan who was lying on the bed, Qing Lan stretched out a pair of white and tender hands with no expression on her face, and continued to massage Luo Yuan skillfully.

"Yes... that's right there..."

Soon, the voice that made Fengcheng blush just now rang out again.

I don't know the reason, but since the afternoon, Luo Yuan's back hurts so much that he can't even calm down and meditate.

After dinner, looking at Qinglan who was also meditating with him, Luo Yuan had a whim, and took the initiative to lie on the bed and asked Qinglan to help him beat his back.

Because she is a child, Qinglan's hands are not heavy, and Luo Yuan is very comfortable through the clothes with her fleshy hands.

"Hmm... just try harder..."

Instructing Qinglan without any scruples, Luo Yuan raised a hand to command bluntly.

"..."

Lan Mou looked at the back of the big beauty on the bed, bullying Saixue. In fact, Luo Yuan was wearing a thick white robe at the beginning.

Maybe it was because he disliked that the strength felt through the clothes was too small. After a while, Luo Yuan took off his outer robe, wearing only a layer of robe-like pajamas, and asked himself to help him beat his back.

Seeing Luo Yuan enjoying himself, Qinglan would never admit how ambiguous Luo Yuan's cry was.

Through a thin layer of pajamas, the backs of his subordinates are well-proportioned, white and greasy like snow, like a large piece of flawless suet jade.With a light beating, a red mark will be revealed, which attracts people's imagination.

The warm body temperature came from under his hands, making the whole room filled with a special fragrance, coupled with Luo Yuan's beautiful profile slightly leaning on the pillow, it is not too much to say that all these are lively and fragrant .

"Hmm... ah... aha..."

I don't know if I just hit the [point] point, and he immediately got a happy hum from the other party, and heard Luo Yuan changed his previous coldness to a low and long voice, Qinglan His hand suddenly stopped.

???

After waiting for a while, Luo Yuan turned his head before Qing Lan continued to beat his back.

"What's wrong?" Why didn't you continue pounding?

However, seeing that the snow-white cheeks had turned a little red and blue, Luo Yuan turned around and sat up in surprise.

"What's wrong with you, do you have a fever?" Otherwise, why would your face be so red?

"No……"

"Then why is your face so red?"

Looking suspiciously at Qinglan's blushing face like a heated doll, Luo Yuan reached out and touched Qinglan's forehead.