Raising a junior brother to counterattack

"Looking at the difference in the blood purity of Yingyingying and Yingli, they should be of the same father and mother. Yingyingying's mother is a purebred Yu clan, Queen Yaoying, and Yingli's pure blood is obviously diluted, making her look mixed. There are too many, it must be Yingxiong's romantic debt..."

Yingxiong is the current Yaoying King, Shenhuai raised his eyebrows, he clearly remembered the pain he had for the little red bird back then, he simply used the words "hold it in your hand for fear of falling, hold it in your mouth for fear of melting" It's not an exaggeration to describe it. He's obviously a slacker who doesn't like to practice, but when someone else mentioned another marriage, he said righteously, "I've got a daughter, keep my blood, devote myself to cultivation, and don't say anything to continue my strings." I didn't expect... ...Finally, Yingli came out.

"However, judging by the current situation, Yingxiong has not admitted to Yingli..." Probably she still feels guilty towards Yingyingying.

"However, seeing that Yingli's face is livid because of the marriage arranged by Yingyingying, it may be that she knows her identity, and she has a lot of ambition..." Shenhuai explained to the young boy while recalling today's brief contact and speculating.

"I heard that the leader of each group of the Yaozu must not be of mixed blood from the two races, is it true?" The little boy asked Shenhuai with his head tilted.

Seeing the seriousness in the young boy's eyes, as if he had no doubt that he would not be able to answer, Shen Huai expressed that it was very useful, and he pinched the young boy's face in a good mood:

"Yes, this is easy to understand. For example, if Yingli really married you, He Langjun, the next generation may be a crane or a young warbler, and it will definitely not be a simple bird, but a mixed bird." According to the habits of parents, if it is an ordinary person, of course it doesn't matter. If it is the patriarch, how can everyone allow a patriarch with the habits of other clans to exist? Lang?"

"So Yingli will most likely not marry you in the end, it all depends on what she does. If I don't expect it to be wrong, but she has no ambitions, then I will definitely save Xiaochen at that time." If you come out, you won't be raped by the Overlord, okay?"

Shen Huai smiled and said obscene words.

Shen Chen frowned and grabbed Shen Huai's messy fingers on his face, feeling that the other party was really funny.

Forget it, since I was a child, when the other party was still an egg, I would never get tired of scolding him for being stupid, stupid, and I should know.

Leaving this point aside, he thought sourly about saying that he was with someone else, but he really didn't have him in his heart.

Seeing the young boy's bitter face, Shen Huai pulled out his hand and rubbed his face, and said quite gently: "You are young, stop frowning."

His face was flushed from being rubbed, the young boy stared at Shenhuai with watery eyes, and just wanted to say, "You are not very old, don't you frown all the time", but after thinking about it, he found that the other party was almost four hundred years old, at the very least. How many him.

The young boy raised his chin with his hands, thinking that Shenhuai was already so old, but it was a pity that the old Phoenix didn't come to eat his tender grass, which forced him to stand up, alas, thinking of this, he sighed melancholy.

Instead of frowning, he actually sighed instead. Shenhuai pinched the young boy's forehead with his index finger: "Why are you sighing at night?"

At this moment, the young boy was engaged in literature and art, and he was not in the mood to cover his forehead anymore. He stared straight at Shenhuai for a while, then suddenly shook his head, and said slowly: "You don't understand."

Shenhuai: "..."

In the next few days, Shenhuai tried every means to get close to Princess Yaoying, and almost pretended to be a maid who combed her hair. Unfortunately... Finally, she found that Yingyingying was a master who never let others get close to her, and stayed in her big open-air room all day long. Here, I don’t come out for nothing, and I never call others, and I don’t even need someone to serve me, so I don’t fit in with the group anymore.

Because of Shen Chen's and Yingli's marriage, Shenhuai and the young boy lived together in the upper east pavilion of Yingli's mansion.

At that time it was asked:

"I still don't know where the two gentlemen are?"

Shen Huai and Shen Chen suddenly shook their heads with sad faces.

This way... then there is really no need to do anything, the wedding was arranged by Yingying Ying, and the left and right parents were away, so fortunately, it was arranged at Yingli's place.

Every time Shenhuai has to move some hands and feet to get out without anyone noticing, but in the end it all ends in vain, simply.

It's not good to break through the golden core in such an unsafe environment. After returning, Shenhuai can only come to play with the little boy who guards the empty boudoir (crossed out) alone.

For so many days, when the 'wedding date' was approaching and Yu Yu was still there, Shen Huai subtly found that he seemed to be addicted to playing the game of young boys. His breath was ups and downs in a few words.

He touched his chin, thinking about whether it was a little bad for him.

It's rare that he doesn't go to the little boy to bully him, but the little boy touches him spontaneously, a typical example of 'Senior Brother abused me thousands of times, I treat Senior Brother like first love'.

The little boy who walked over today was very different. His dark black hair was well-glossy, his snow-white gown was even more fairy-like, and his ordinary wooden hairpin turned into a jade crown. He stood at the door and smiled at Shen Huai, Against the light, it shimmers beautifully.

Shen Huai shook his head slightly, the young boy had already walked over a few steps, he leaned over and whispered in the other's ear: "Senior brother—"

The voice was very tender and tender, with indescribable tenderness and countless lovesickness. When Shenhuai came back to his senses, he saw the handsome face magnified countless times. He closed his eyes and was about to paste the other person's face with one hand. , Thinking about the other party's upturned nose bridge, turned his hand in mid-air again, pressing his chest and pushing away.

The young boy remained motionless, as steady as a rock, and even grabbed Shen Huai's hand, smiling sweetly, "Brother, can you close your eyes?"

Shen Huai: "..." He felt that today's young man seemed to be extraordinarily turbulent.

Seeing that Shen Huai's eyes were still wide open, the little boy was not in a hurry, and stretched out his hand to cover the upper half of the other's face.

Shenhuai: "..."

Could it be that he doesn't know how to look with his divine sense?

Thinking this way in his heart, but in action, he retracted his unfolding consciousness without slowing down.

Realizing this, the little boy smiled smugly.

Something was lightly stuffed into the hand, and a lively fragrance burst into the room instantly, as if even the air became warmer.

Shen Huai's heart skipped a beat, and then softened uncontrollably.

At this time, the young boy let go of his palm, pretending not to care and said: "I see that senior brother has been very worried recently, so I will send senior brother a flower to relieve boredom. How about it, I am really a caring and good senior brother."

Shen Huai did not answer, but looked at a red flower lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

The five long and large petals wrap the white stamen in the middle, as if the flames cover the snow and are about to burn through.

For a moment, Shen Huai felt that the flower was so beautiful and brilliant that it burned his hands, but he didn't throw it away——

The Shangyang flower is the flower of the demon clan's love. According to legend, it was a gift given to the mainland when the ancestor dragon and the phoenix were married.

Every ten years on the seventh day of the seventh month, the entire Qishan Mountain will bloom. If you can pick off a Shangyang flower and give it to your sweetheart, you will be blessed by the ancestors of the demon gods, and you will never be separated from life to life.

So, is today the Shangyang Festival?

No wonder there seemed to be very few people in the mansion.

Looking at the Shangyang flower in his palm, Shen Huai curled his fingers, and a strange emotion rose from the bottom of his heart, but before he could get out of this softness, he was amused by the young boy's words.

To relieve boredom?

Do you think he doesn't know the affairs of Yaozu? Do you think he doesn't know the true meaning of Shangyanghua? What a stupid boy. He has left so many clues, but he hasn't guessed his identity yet?

Shen Huai restrained his emotions, and said calmly: "Oh? It's pretty to look good, but what can relieve boredom?"

Following his indifferent tone, the little boy's heart sank, he thought... he thought that the other party was at least a little happy with him.

Sure enough, is he self-indulgent?

Even if he said so, he was unwilling to accept the flower, and pretended to be confused to accept it to make him happy?

He clenched his sweaty palms tightly, thinking bitterly that if this is the case, why should he indulge his intimacy these days.

"Brother, don't you like it?" With the last bit of secret expectation, the young boy asked.

What he got was a slight shake of the head from the other party, and his heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

"It's not that I don't like it, but," Shen Huai put the flowers on the table, but changed his words, "Just to relieve boredom, I still have to go out for a walk."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at the young boy: "Will you go?"

The little boy didn't respond for a while, his expression was a little dull, he blinked, and then it was as if the spring had returned to the earth, his face was bright as if it was about to shine, he nodded his head vigorously: "Go, go!"

Shenhuai couldn't help laughing, he had to admit that he really liked it from the bottom of his heart, enjoying the feeling that every part of the boy's mind was being touched by him, he lost his soul because of your words, and was delighted by your words Crazy.

He stood up holding the boy's arm and took a few steps outside, only to find that the boy hadn't followed.

When he turned around, he saw that the other party was dumbfounded. He chuckled, and stretched out a palm to the young boy, "Aren't you leaving?"

The little boy was still erratic, blinked at Shen Huai, but didn't put his hand on it.

Shenhuai: "..."

How stupid, he withdrew his hand silently, but suddenly tightened his fingers, and the little boy had already rushed over, "Let's go, senior brother, let's go."

All the way out, tourists are like knitting, boys and girls swim together with arms, smiling like flowers.

Qishan is located between the Yaoying tribe and the Xianhe tribe. Every ten years when the flowers bloom in the central area, countless other monster tribes will flock over.

Although the demon race is not as unbalanced as the human race, there are also many male and male double cultivation, so it is not uncommon for two young men to travel together. In this case... Shenhuai and the young boy are not very eye-catching... ass .

Along the way, Xiao Shao's year in white was almost dyed red by the countless Shangyang flowers and fire sachets thrown over by others, okay?

There is also the neck hair of a male fox, the tail feathers of a female crane, and even the shapeless little koi jumping into the boy's arms.

Shen Huai was not in a good mood, he casually picked up the koi and threw it on the ground, then brushed off the various hairs and flowers on the young boy.

Male Fox: "..."

Mother Crane: "..."

Little Koi: "..."

Then he slowly took out the Shangyang flower given by the young boy and stuck it in his collar, revealing the gorgeous corolla in full bloom.

The little boy tilted his head puzzled.

Shen Huai patted the young boy's head: "I kind of want to see this flower, but I don't know where to put it."

The little boy nodded in understanding, and after Shen Huai turned his head, and all the bees and butterflies watched the upper central flower on his neckline recede, he licked the corners of his mouth with some complacency and sweetness.