The White Rabbit Immortal raised a cub and overturned

"Is your shoulder injury already this serious?" Ye Jue asked anxiously.

In the evening, the surrounding fields were quiet, and in the meeting hall of Guhe Peak, people from various sects had already dispersed, and as soon as they left, Ye Jue hurried forward and asked about the wound.

He knew that Qi Bofeng injured his shoulder that day, so he also applied medicine for him. Seeing that Afeng drank and practiced sword every day, and moved freely, he felt at ease that the sword injury was fine, but he didn't expect that when he was in the back hall today, he saw When Qi Bofeng's wound oozes blood, it's really frightening.

"It's just a small injury." Qi Bofeng smiled and reached out to tie his shirt.

"This is still a minor injury, show me quickly?" Ye Jue hurriedly tore off his clothes.

Qi Bofeng protected him so that no one could see him, Ye Jue was in a hurry to check the injury, back and forth, the two chattered.Until Xiao Minghong entered the conference hall and saw the scene in front of him.

"Cough." Xiao Minghong coughed lightly to remind the two, and reprimanded: "Qi Bofeng, what do you look like when you are flirting with your senior brother!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it's not Qi Bofeng's fault, but Xiao Minghong, as the sect master and elder brother of Guhefeng, whoever he puts this fault on, that is whose fault it is.

When Qi Bofeng saw it, he let go of the hand that was protecting his chest, with a frank face, and let Ye Jue pull it. With no hindrance, Ye Jue tore off the clothes smoothly, revealing his delicate chest.

"Let me see your wound, why is it bleeding all the time!" Ye Jue hurriedly went to check the wound, completely ignoring Xiao Minghong who was behind him with a completely black face.

Qi Bofeng raised his eyes, facing the elder brother who was already smoldering with anger, raised his eyebrows slightly, provocatively.

"Hmph!" Xiao Minghong was so angry that he turned his back and said, "Qi Bofeng, wait for the wound to be bandaged, come over to discuss things."

Then he turned and left without looking back.

"What happened to Senior Brother Xiao? Why did you come and then leave?" Ye Jue turned his head in doubt.

"It's nothing." Qi Bofeng replied lazily: "He thinks he has nothing to do every day, so he's finding fault."

There is a long table in the back hall of the conference hall, on which there are "criminal evidence" left by Ye Jue for many years of evil.

When Ye Jue saw it for the first time, he was really shocked. The table was full of criminal evidence, which made his scalp tingle.

Most of this "criminal evidence" is the descriptive records left by the survivors after the tragedy happened, and there are also a few items. The sword marks left on the items are all the hostility of Ye Jue's sword move.

"Senior brother, I really never did these things!" Ye Jue cried out again and again.

At first he didn't care about these testimonials, thinking that the cultivation world had charged him with unwarranted charges. It wasn't until he saw the sword attack that he realized there was a reason for the incident. No wonder everyone in the cultivation world wanted to arrest him.

"We all know." Xiao Minghong frowned wearily, and said, "It's just that the evidence is so solid that it's hard for others not to believe that you are the one doing the evil."

"Many survivors said that they saw your face, senior brother." Qi Bofeng took out a volume and said in a serious tone, "We then wondered if someone pretended to be you to do evil."

"But appearances can be faked, but sword moves can't be faked." Ye Jue rubbed his head, only feeling that there was no solution to this matter.

"It's okay." At some point, Qi Bofeng had approached, his palms were covering his wrists, and his fingertips, which were rough from years of sword practice, were slowly stroking the crystal-like jade phalanges.

"Brother, trust me, it's fine." The young man's voice was calm and hoarse, as if it was a reassurance pill, getting rid of all anxiety and fear.

Ye Jue raised his head, looked at the young man under the candle, suddenly, his heart trembled, and he nodded subconsciously.

The next morning.

"Boom!" A rock cracking sounded in my ears.

Ye Jue was startled awake and stood up abruptly: "What happened?"

"I'm afraid the alchemy furnace of the Junchang Banquet exploded again." Qi Bofeng entered the bedroom at some unknown time, and walked over to tuck in the quilt: "It's still early, brother, let's sleep for a while."

Ye Jue looked at the misty sky and thought so too.Just about to sleep for a while, there was an angry shout from the mountain gate: "Ye Jue! Get out!"

He was startled, and hurriedly got out of bed and got dressed, and when he arrived at the conference hall, Xiao Minghong arrived early.

"It's Song Ke." Xiao Minghong said straight to the point.

"Song Ke?" Ye Jue always felt that this name sounded familiar. He frowned and thought about it carefully. He had met this person in Tianquan Secret Realm, and it was said that the mysterious Beixi Song family was behind him?

"The young master of the Song family in Beixi, his father died the year before last, and now he is the head of the family." Xiao Minghong said.

The Beixi Song family is mysterious and has strange spells. According to legend, the Patriarch of the Song family has been hiding from the world, even his own son. It is unknown whether Song Ke has seen his father after his death.

"What did Song Ke say? He wouldn't say that I killed his father, would he?" Ye Jue said.

"No, he didn't say anything, he just asked you to go out." Xiao Minghong said: "I have already invited people here."

Ye Jue was a little relieved, and seeing that the person was about to arrive, he turned around and went to the apse. After a while, a young man in white walked into the meeting hall aggressively.

Song Ke opened her mouth and asked, "Where's Ye Jue?"

"Why are you looking for him?" Xiao Minghong asked calmly.

"I want to see him." Song Ke said coldly, "I know you are guarding against me. Xiao Minghong, you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, are you afraid that I will kill Ye Jue in front of you?"

Xiao Minghong was stunned by the question for a while, and didn't answer immediately, before saying after a while: "Ye Jue is at the back of the palace, if you have anything to do, just talk about it now."

As soon as he said this, Song Ke immediately turned his head and looked towards the back of the hall, his eyes seemed to be able to pierce people, he sneered, and said: "Then I will ask, Ye Jue, on the palm of your right hand, there is a scar the size of a grain of rice ?”

"A scar the size of a grain of rice?" This question was asked inexplicably, and even Xiao Minghong was taken aback.

And Qi Bofeng at the back of the hall didn't seem to know, stepped forward and opened Ye Jue's palm. Sure enough, there was a shallow scar the size of a grain of rice on Ye Jue's palm. If no one else looked carefully, they wouldn't have known there was a scar.

"Is there any?" Song Ke urged from the outside.

Ye Jue swallowed, and said cautiously: "Yes."

Immediately, the air fell into silence. Ye Jue couldn't see Song Ke's expression, and felt uneasy in his heart, always feeling that things were not that simple.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, a roar erupted in the conference hall: "Ye Jue, you really killed my father!"

"What?" Ye Jue's heart sank to the bottom immediately, and sure enough, the worst thing happened, and another scapegoat was pinned on him.

Although Xiao Minghong's face was ugly, he didn't panic, he stepped forward and said: "Song Ke, you must speak with evidence."

"What evidence do you want? My father told me! It was Ye Jue who killed him!" Song Ke yelled furiously, "Ye Jue was the one who killed my father and enemy. Today, I will take his life!"

After saying that, he turned his wrist, and a purple spirit array spread under his feet.

Xiao Minghong was full of vigilance, looking at the young man in front of him. Song Ke was not afraid, but the Beixi Song family behind him was very mysterious, and the formations they used were rare and weird, and he would fall for them if he was not careful.

When the situation was at a standoff, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall. Huai Fengzi appeared in front of the hall door. When he saw everyone, he burst into tears and cried while holding the door frame: "My son was also killed by Ye Jue. Quickly hand over Ye Jue!"

Now, the close relatives of the two sects were rumored to have been killed by Ye Jue, and they were all forced to Guhe Peak. The crowd was excited for a while, and the rest of the major sects, regardless of the etiquette in the past, rushed forward to rush into the apse.

Ye Jue in the back hall turned slightly pale. He knew that Xiao Minghong believed in him and would keep him safe, but there was a chill in his heart, which went straight to the heart.

He has a scar on the palm of his hand, this scar is not easy for him to notice, how can others know?And use this matter to frame him?

Ye Jue keenly felt that the matter was not simple, he wanted to retreat, he wanted to escape back to the Demon Realm, because he didn't want to implicate a group of people into the water, and ruin the thousand-year foundation of Guhefeng.

However, the moment he stepped back, a hug hugged him.

"Where do you want to go, brother?" Qi Bofeng asked, blinking his beautiful eyes.

"Monster Realm." Ye Jue thought for a while, and said seriously: "People outside are pointing their fingers at Guhe Peak. I think I should go back to Monster Realm first, at least not to implicate Guhe Peak."

After speaking, the noise of the struggle outside the door grew louder, he turned his head and wanted to leave from the back, but unexpectedly his wrist was firmly grasped by a hand, he turned his head, it was Afeng.

At this time, Qi Bofeng had lost the innocence and beauty of his younger brother, his pair of pitch-black eyes were like a bottomless abyss, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

The young man raised his chin slightly, faced him, and said coldly: "Brother, are you leaving?"

Ye Jue was a little confused for a moment, and just nodded: "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned dizzy for a while. He felt himself wrapped in the fragrance of pear blossoms, and then the warm touch touched the corners of his lips.

When he came back to his senses, he felt the fragrance of pear blossoms all over his body, he was almost fainted by the fragrance of pear blossoms, and Qi Bofeng's face was close at hand.

Qi Bofeng kissed him.

The cub he raised since childhood, kissed him.

Ye Jue was startled, and suddenly pushed away the young man in front of him, only to find that Qi Bofeng straightened his clothes as if nothing had happened, stretched out a pink tip of his tongue, and licked the corner of his lips.

——The appearance of a dandy and a prodigal son.

"You you you you you..." Ye Jue couldn't speak angrily, he knew that Qi Bofeng was sober at this time, and even kissed him when he was sober, which means...

"Yes, I did it on purpose before." Qi Bofeng admitted with a nod.

Ye Jue was stunned again, his eyes widened, and he was completely speechless, while the young man approached his prey step by step like a hungry wild wolf.

Then Qi Bofeng stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms.

"I finally found you, senior brother, so why would I tell you to leave so easily." Qi Bofeng's voice was soft, as if whispering to a lover:

"I'll go wherever I go, isn't it Song Ke? Wasn't it just someone who took the blame for killing a decent person from a famous family? I went to the Demon Realm with my senior brother and robbed the Qingque Gate, and my senior brother was the gatekeeper." Lord, I will be your subordinate, okay?"

This was said lightly, as if Qingquemen's hundreds of years of foundation did not exist.

Ye Jue was so stunned that he couldn't speak, he just let the boy hold him in his arms, and said after a while, "Then should I thank you?"

"No need." Qi Bofeng smiled lowly, lowered his head, and slowly pressed his soft lips against his forehead.

"Brother."

The young man's hoarse voice came to his ears, the pear blossom body fragrance became more and more intense, Ye Jue's heart beat like a drum, and he didn't know what to do.

But the battle outside became more and more fierce, the screen was crumbling, Qi Bofeng simply waved his hand, and waved the screen away, the two of them were completely exposed in front of everyone.

"Song Ke, this is Guhe Peak, how can you be unreasonable?" Qi Bofeng shouted, and waved his sword, holding a silver sword in his hand.

Ye Jue was worried and wanted to stop him, but Qi Bofeng's tone was extremely excited, as if he wanted to do a good job in front of him.

However, the reality is not as expected. Song Ke, who was showing his teeth and claws before, saw the two of them, but looked like a small animal whose fangs had been pulled out. With tears in his eyes, he stared closely at Ye Jue and walked forward step by step. .

Ye Jue felt strange, and took a few steps back, but Song Ke stumbled and ran forward. Before everyone could stop him, Song Ke knelt heavily in front of him and shouted: "Father!"

"What?" He was surprised.

And Ye Jue could feel that Qi Bofeng beside him was even more surprised. The moment the word father was spoken, the killing intent in Qi Bofeng's body almost doubled, and the natal spirit sword in his hand seemed to be inspired, shaking non-stop.

"He, he is not my son." Ye Jue explained to Qi Bofeng for some reason.

Huai Fengzi in front also said: "How could Song Ke be Ye Jue's son! Song Ke must have been confused by the evil magic of the evil spirit! Everyone, go and break the evil law!"

Then everyone was about to rush forward, but Song Ke stood up immediately, protected Ye Jue, and shouted: "I see who dares to hurt my father!"