Tanglin heard the words

Chapter 19 Recommendations

Dong Lingxi got up early, and after tidying up, she ordered Chu Yi and the others to go and get ready, and then they were about to use their lightness skills and fly away. Just as Dong Lingxi turned around in this room, Chu Yan in the other room also got ready. After finishing the clothes, I want to keep up with the pace.

"There's no need to follow, Chu Yan, you go to Zhou Bu's side to find out everything about Bamen's recent affairs, it's time."

"Master, you don't have a servant by your side, just in case..."

"It's okay, your master, I'm not that delicate. I'm going to meet an old acquaintance today. After you finish what I ordered, you can do whatever you want."

After Dong Lingxi said, he moved his body lightly, and he was five or six feet out in an instant. Chu Yan watched Dong Lingxi's back until it disappeared, and then took a step, ready to leave.

"time is too short."

After Wu Bo's voice fell, Chu Yan took back the foot he was about to take, and squinting, Chu Yi stood beside him at some point.

"Why is the time too short?" Chu Yan frowned slightly. What does this nonsense mean?

Chu Yi slowly turned his face to Chu Yan, with a dull face from the beginning to the end, his dark eyes were bottomless: "You have been with the master for too short a time."

When Chu Yan heard Chu Yi's words, he was a little unhappy, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Chu Yi, what do you mean by that?"

"Seeing is not believing."

"..."

"Chu Yan, the time you have been with Master is only one year, which is too short."

Chu Yi repeated the words again, and Chu Yan sighed in his heart: "Chu Yi, what exactly do you want to say?"

"You can't judge by appearance, the master is not the kind of person you think."

I thought?Chu Yan tensed his face, and lowered his voice: "It doesn't matter what kind of person the master is, and I never think of the master as 'the person I think', the master is the master, no matter what kind of person the master is , he is the master."

Chu Yi's dull face seemed to move slightly: "You have been in the military camp for so long, why haven't you learned the most important survival rule of 'can't trust anyone', Chu Yan."

As soon as Chu Yi's words came out, Chu Yan's face instantly became waxy white: "What do you want to say?"

"Please transfer away."

"Transfer? From the side of the master?"

Chu Yi raised his chin slightly, with an expression of 'what do you think'.

Chu Yan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "... Whether you want to transfer me or not is the master's business. A servant like you and me, it's not up to me to decide whether to stay or not."

"From what you say, it seems that you trust the master unconditionally."

"Of course, he is my master, he is different from others!" Chu Yan stared at Chu Yi firmly: "You look down on me, I don't care, but as long as I live and the master doesn't say anything, I will never leave .”

Chu Yi tilted his head: "Dong Lingxi is not the...good guy you imagined, No. 23." After finishing speaking, Chu Yi jumped back lightly and disappeared, leaving only a tense expression on his face. Chu Yan stood on the ground in a daze, motionless.

Dong Lingxi stood in a barren field, looking at Hanshan Mountain not far away, and heard the melodious Guzheng tune: "'Fenghuiling' is high-pitched and unremarkable. In addition, there are more, only the high place is unbearably cold."

"Dang Ling, you are very elegant today."

Dong Lingxi smiled lightly, brushed off the blue clothes he was wearing casually, turned around and looked at the young man in white clothes sitting on the ground: "You played the song 'Feng Hui Ling' to welcome me, and if you want to talk about elegance, you are much more elegant than me. "

Murong Jiayao caressed the strings of the zither, and the melodious and high-pitched zither sound stopped abruptly: "Every time I come to this cold mountain, I can't help feeling, after all, it's the place where I used to spend my childhood together. I played a song to avoid the old people. Don't overdo it."

Dong Lingxi sighed, and sat down beside him: "What's the matter calling me here?"

"Hey... What a man who doesn't understand style. I said that when you pretended to be gentle and innocent in front of others, you were actually complaining in your heart...Huh?"

Make complaints! ?Dong Lingxi opened his eyes wide, staring at Murong Jiayao in horror: "Where did you learn the term 'Tucao'?"

"Why are you so surprised? Didn't you always mutter to yourself..."

Dong Lingxi heaved a sigh of relief. The ancients said the word "Tucao", which sounds awkward no matter how you hear it. Let's change history...I call it changing history now!He will be punished by God... Dong Lingxi wiped his face helplessly: "So, why did you ask me to come?"

With a sound of 'dang', Murong Jiayao lightly plucked the strings: "Do you know twin fish?"

"Twin fish?" Dong Lingxi frowned and pouted: "Twin fish is the treasure of the Yin Yang family. It is recorded in nine books that it can resurrect the dead, but that is just a legend. No one has seen that thing before. It’s only mentioned in the book, but no one knows about the shape, texture, whether it’s a living thing or a dead thing. Where did you hear about it? This is a secret of the Yin Yang family.”

Murong Jiayao smiled slyly, took out a letter from his bosom, and gently pushed it in front of Dong Lingxi.

Dong Lingxi unfolded the letter paper, on which was drawn a pair of simple ink essays, looked left and right, then folded the paper and put it in her arms: "By the way, the formation in Poyufengchi is indeed Yanglong formation."

"Seven Stars?" Dong Lingxi nodded, Murong Jiayao raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth was half a smile: "It really is him, this kid really is not dead!"

Dong Lingxi squinted at Murong Jiayao: "I asked you to investigate Liu Jiufeng's affairs, do you have any clues?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Jiayao's smiling eyes suddenly darkened: "Yes, but the result is very annoying." After speaking, Murong Jiayao raised his left hand and made a complicated gesture.

When Dong Lingxi saw it, he was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, and his voice was a little unbelievable: "Limen?! Impossible, the first thing I suspected was Limen. It was all in vain, and the best opportunity was missed, Murong Jiayao, are you kidding me now that you have brought Limen back?"

"Alas... when you encounter Jiufeng, you are like a fighting cock, bumping around, irrational." Murong Jiayao shook his head helplessly, rubbed his temples, and looked up at the radiant hair all over his body. Dong Lingxi with the aura of 'Liars Die': "Would you be surprised if I said Qixing was the one who helped Limen kill Jiufeng?"

"...Surprised? Hmph, it should be 'Sure enough'..."

"My subordinates have found out that there is some subtle connection between Seven Stars and the events of that year, but they can't figure out what it is exactly. The timing of Qixing's disappearance is too coincidental, and the method is too strange, all the signs in the process have to make people suspicious, check..."

Dong Lingxi listened quietly, sighed a little tiredly, and sat silently by the side, not saying a word.

Murong Jiayao talked to himself for a long time, feeling exhausted, and the people around him didn't respond, so they also fell silent.

After a long time, Murong Jiayao's melodious voice rang out: "... Dong Ling, you have already understood it a long time ago, right?"... It's just that he has been unwilling to admit it...

Dong Lingxi bid farewell to Murong Jiayao, and when he returned to the small hut, he saw Chu Yan alone in the yard chopping firewood.

"Chu Yan."

"Master, you are back." Chu Yan put down the axe, walked up to Dong Lingxi, and looked at it quietly for a while: "What's wrong with you? You don't seem very happy."

Dong Lingxi laughed twice, raised his hand to hold Chu Yan's, and said as he walked towards the small hut: "How is it possible, your master, I have never been unhappy in my life, I have always been happy... "Entering the small hut, Dong Lingxi made a sudden force with his hand, and Chu Yan was embraced by Dong Lingxi, and he put his mouth close to Chu Yan's ear, and said in a low voice: "Especially when I took you in." After that, I became even happier..." Before Dong Lingxi finished speaking, she kissed Chu Yan's mouth fiercely.

"Hmm..." Chu Yan's eyes widened in surprise, his hands were fixed stiffly, not daring to move half an inch, when Dong Lingxi's tongue softly slid in, Chu Yan completely softened his body and closed his eyes , opened his mouth obediently, and Ren Donglingxi fiddled with it casually, "...Well,...Master..."

"Chu Yan...my Chu Yan..."

Dong Lingxi hugged Chu Yan tightly, and buried her head deeply on Chu Yan's neck.

Chu Yan let Dong Lingxi hug him with all his strength, silently feeling the heat that Dong Lingxi exhaled slowly on his neck.

Master, no matter what, Chu Yan believes in you...

Because, in this world, you are the only one who has truly accepted me and seen me...

The author has something to say: ==...Uh, how should I put it, for Mao...for Mao, I feel that the daughter-in-law who silently hugs the big bad wolf of Dongling, he is a saint! ! ! ! TUT...

It's too much for me to bear, the Holy Mother or something, I hate it the most! ! ... Yan daughter-in-law, you are born to be suppressed by Dongling, and I want you to fight back. I guess this life is useless =口=|||

But don't worry, everyone, even if it's the Holy Mother, it's only against the Holy Mother of Dongling alone... No problem, who said that Yan's daughter-in-law's defense ability against her master is -1000000000...~~~=W=

The above is my nonsense... salute

small theater:

S: My daughter-in-law, you are the Holy Mother...

Yan daughter-in-law: =_= You are the Holy Mother, and your whole family is the Holy Mother! !

S: TAT... so fierce~~

Yan's daughter-in-law said that there are so few people who read the article, and there is no motivation... OTL...

Dong Lingxi said, then use my wife as a shield to kill S...

S said, all kinds of depression...