Brother in the immortal world at large, bride in the demon world

Xie Yan raised his hand, and an invisible barrier immediately rose outside the house, covering the whole house inside.

The transparent barrier was cut straight off, cutting off Shen Xiangqing's two strands of long hair that fluttered.If he just took another step forward, he might see blood.

Ye Junxi definitely wouldn't use such a vicious enchantment technique.

Shen Xiangqing immediately sternly said, "Who is in the house?!"

Xie Yan raised her eyebrows and stood in front of the door and did not open it. She just raised the corners of her lips and smiled evilly. Her tone was still so cute: "Master Shen, it's me, Xie Yan. Eldest brother, he is asleep. I'm afraid of the night outside." Frog quarreled with senior brother Haomeng, and just casually set up a barrier, but I didn't expect you to be outside, head master Shen. If there is any disrespect to the head master, I hope the immortal master will understand."

There was a long silence outside the door. Shen Xiangqing must have a private matter to find Ye Junxi when he came over at this hour. If he changed his disciples, Ye Junxi would definitely be woken up.

But Xie Yan just stood there, his usually well-behaved figure reflected on the warm yellow window lattice seemed a bit sinister and domineering.

"Xie Yan, since Jun Xi is already asleep, what are you doing in his room?"

Xie Yan laughed silently inside the door, he could think of Shen Xiangqing's extremely displeased "respect" through the door.

"Sect Leader Shen, senior brother finally fell asleep after being tired all day. I'm still tidying up the room. Is there something urgent for Mr. Shen?"

Xie Yanchao took a step back, and the pitch-black shadow was stretched longer, like a slashed wooden arrow poking straight at the uninvited visitor outside the door.

"Xie Yan... you should go back earlier."

After Shen Xiangqing finished speaking, she flew away, and Xie Yan stopped for a while to make sure that there was no living thing outside the door before removing the barrier.

He turned around and looked back, the beauty on the bed hugging the incense pillow caused his heart to throb.

If we say that the elder brother in the daytime is a clear and clear gentleman.Ye Junxi, who is half-undressed at this moment, is the water spirit conceived in the colorful fairyland.

Even the casually scattered lingering black hair seems to be beckoning to Xie Yan...

When he came back to his senses, his lips were so close to the beauty that he almost kissed the tip of Ye Junxi's nose.

Incredible!Incredible!

Xie Yan took two steps back, licked her dry lips, and kept reminding herself that today she came to draw pictures of drunken beauties, not what her father usually did.

In a panic, he took out a pen from his pocket, spread out the scroll on the desk case, and prepared to draw.

He has a bet with others, as long as he finds the most beautiful and most glamorous beauty in the world, drunk and lying, he can get one hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones.In terms of appearance, Shen Xiangqing is recognized as the number one in the fairy world.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to admit that Shen Xiangqing is more beautiful than the eldest brother.When painting beauties, it is natural to draw the one he thinks is the most beautiful.

Of course Xie Yan knew that even the most beautiful person lying flat is boring to draw.And how could he, a righteous elder brother, voluntarily put on such a "degrading custom" posture as he wished.

Why don't he do it himself?

Xie Yan thought about it and felt that she was extremely smart.But every time he looked up at the half-dressed beauty on the couch, he felt that he was making trouble for himself.

Big brother is really too attractive!

The longer he stayed in this room, the more bad thoughts he had, either with his big brother Wu Shan, or with Ye Junxi.

He gripped it tighter and tighter, the pen holder in his hand suddenly caught fire, Xie Yan secretly scolded himself as useless, but couldn't resist the temptation, picked up the jade bowl and the scroll and slipped out.

Mistake! Mistake!Come back tomorrow!

***

Three years have passed in a flash of time, autumn has passed and spring has come, and crabapple flowers bloom.However, Shen Xiangqing's health did not improve, so he could only practice in seclusion and wait for the Yilin Zhenguo in his body to exert its full effect and heal his internal injuries.

This is the first time since Ye Junxi became a teacher that Master retreated alone.In the past, Shen Xiangqing would choose to retreat at the same time as him, and all affairs in the faction would be taken care of by the two elders.But this time, Shen Xiangqing handed over the right to him.This made him uneasy, always felt that after this farewell, it was a lifetime.

Ye Junxi has a lot of reluctance in his heart, but he is the senior brother of all the disciples of the Longyang Sword Sect, so how can he bluntly say no?

During the days when the master was away, Ye Junxi was always drawing a portrait of Shen Xiangqing.

The same is true tonight.

At some point, Junior Brother Xie walked over with a fruit soup, leaned over to him and asked, "Eldest senior brother, you have drawn so many pictures for Master Shen, why do you continue to draw!"

"Different."

"What's the difference? Aren't they all Master Shen? After cultivators build their foundations, their appearance won't change anymore. Master Shen is already at the last stage of Nascent Soul, and his appearance will not change."

"Drawing people draws charm. If Master can break through the transformation of spirits this time, his demeanor will be different. What I draw is Master after leaving the customs."

Xie Yan quietly rolled her eyes, and said helplessly: "Brother, it's so late, don't draw anymore, go to bed early after eating supper!"

Ye Junxi stared sideways at the colorful fruit soup in the jade bowl, then looked at his uncolored portrait, and sighed softly.

Reluctantly, he rolled up the painting, put it back in the bucket, and said with emotion: "Master will not be released for two years and three months."

"Really? That's..." Xie Yan tried hard to swallow the words "great" and smiled hypocritically: "...It's so exciting!"

Ye Junxi smiled faintly, he got up and stood in front of the window, looking at the waning moon with clear eyes.

Xie Yan suddenly felt a little guilty, afraid that senior brother would hear his false compliment, he walked over carefully, hooked senior brother Gou's little finger behind his back with his index finger, and probed lightly: "What is senior senior brother thinking? It won't taste good anymore."

Ye Junxi didn't look back, but said lightly: "Go to sleep first, I want to watch the moon for a while."

"The blood moon we saw on the top of the secret mountain is also a crescent moon like today. Brother, did you remember that?"

Ye Junxi didn't answer, Xie Yan said to himself: "The senior brother that night was so powerful, he pierced the heart of Hades Wolf King with one sword, and it almost jumped on me! Hey! Ha! ! What is the name of that move, Senior Brother? Immortal guides the way?"

Ye Junxi heard that Xie Yan behind him was already dancing out of thin air in the room. Just at the moment of climax, he suddenly heard Xie Yan groan, and immediately behind him the porcelain shattered to the ground.

Ye Junxi hurriedly turned her head and saw Xie Yan standing on the edge of the mess with her arms covered in horror and pain.

—— He was pinched to the wound by the erected painting scroll, Xie Yan smashed Junior Sister Yue's purple gold bottle, Junior Sister did not know how cruel it was, ten days passed, the bruise on Junior Brother Xie's arm did not disappear.

Ye Junxi pursed his lips into a line, his feet were a little hasty, and the air around him seemed to be infected with a little coldness.

"Ah, this, I didn't mean it, senior brother... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... this white porcelain painting tube is very important to senior brother... I... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Xie Yanlian said sorry many times, and even knelt down to pick up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

Ye Junxi pulled him aside, frowned and said, "It's already broken, so I don't want to say more."

His tone was cold, even though he had helped Xie Yan to the side, he still glanced at the broken porcelain on the ground from the corner of his eye.

"I forgot to give you medicine, just wait a moment."

Ye Junxi put him on the seat and went to the warehouse to look for medicine, leaving Xie Yan alone in the study.

Xie Yan stared straight at the scrolls scattered all over the floor, and even wanted to splash the sweet soup on the table.

The white porcelain painting tube belonged to Shen Xiangqing, and the paper was the high-grade silver paper specially used by the head of the Longyang Sword Sect. Every picture scroll in it was related to Shen Xiangqing. Either it was made by the senior brother, or it was painted by Shen Xiangqing himself as a gift to Ye Junxi. of.

He hated Shen Xiangqing, especially when he got on the same side with the elder brother.

He originally thought that standing in the senior brother's room was an eyesore.Unexpectedly, the broken one made him even more depressed, especially when the elder brother came back with the Yunji ointment, he didn't look for him directly, but cleaned up the ground before coming over.Xie Yan only felt more angry in his heart.

This unknown fire ran all the way to the top of his head, but it was instantly extinguished by Ye Junxi's words.

"Don't mess around like this next time!"

Xie Yan wilted all of a sudden, he was afraid that Ye Junxi would say "otherwise I will drive you out."

——Where did that approachable senior brother go?Is he not innocent enough?

Xie Yan pouted, and looked at Ye Junxi with his harmless dog eyes: "Hiss... how hot is this cloud muscle ointment when applied?"

Ye Junxi: "..."

Xie Yan: "I..."

"sleep early."

"Eldest brother, I haven't drunk the sweet soup yet! I'll take it to warm it up."

"No, I'm tired."

"Oh."

Ye Junxi silently put away the Yunji ointment and went back to the bedroom alone.

***

At night, Ye Junxi had a nightmare. In the dream, the master was locked in a cage, the broken clothes were full of whips, his hands were in shackles and his back was cut behind his back, kneeling on the ground, his fingers were dripping with blood, as if his nails had been pulled out .

"I...I don't dare anymore...I don't dare anymore...let me out..."

"I really haven't been unfaithful, I haven't become a Taoist couple with him yet, it doesn't count...it doesn't count..."

"Boom!"

An invisible force crushed Master Shen's head, causing him to hit the ground heavily.

His cry was so tragic, so helpless, like a crane with its wings broken, lying on the ground and screaming in mourning.

Master Shen seemed to want to raise his head but was powerless, the invisible sharp blade cut his flesh, but only avoided his handsome face.But he himself has turned his face into a hideous one, with saliva mixed with blood overflowing from his mouth, and he seems to have gone crazy.

"You can't do this to me! You don't deserve it! What are you...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Ye Junxi opened his eyes suddenly, he felt as if he wanted to be swallowed up, his limbs and bones slowly came to life, and returned to his control.

He felt uneasy in his heart, always feeling that something was going to happen to Master.

***

In the early morning of the next day, the two elders of the faction really rushed towards the retreat of the head of the sect, and specifically told him to stay in the faction. If there is any provocation from the demon king or the demon king, they will pretend to be Shen Xiangqing and scare them away first. , must not be opposed to it.

Ye Junxi was sitting in the hall, pinching his elbows with his fingers, almost rubbing the fabric to pieces.

"Boom!"

There was a loud thunder, and the sky outside the hall was clear, except for a cloud of dark clouds gathered on the distant Qinan Mountain.

It's Du Jieyun!

"Master Shen has not yet broken through the realm of transforming gods, how could he attract thunder?"

"Things have gone wrong, Immortal Master Shen may be in danger this time..."

When Xie Yan heard others talking like this, she should have been so happy that she fired a gun in her heart.But after what happened last night, he became afraid.

——If something really happened to that Shen Xiangqing, would the elder brother think that breaking the painting tube was an ominous omen, so he would take his anger out on him?

Will the elder brother be so angry that he doesn't want to talk to him anymore?Will the elder brother be heartbroken?Big brother will...

Xie Yan gritted her teeth and turned around to go to Qinan Mountain to rescue the person he hated the most.

Le Yuanxun suddenly rushed over to stop him: "Xie Yan, what are you doing?!"

Xie Yan was stunned for a moment, he almost forgot that these disciples of the Longyang Sword Sect didn't know his true identity, and the heavenly thunder from the fairy world couldn't scatter his soul at all, at most he was affected by the peeling of the skin and marrow. Suffering, Renren will pass.

"I, I'll go and have a look, maybe I can help."

"Help? I'm afraid you're not a fool. A monk without alchemy can knock your soul out of your head with a single strike of lightning."

"I……"

When he was about to argue with Le Yuanxun, from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ye Junxi's gloomy face, and his tone was extremely unhappy: "Xie Yan, haven't you messed around enough?"

——It's over, the elder brother is really angry!

Le Yuanxun, who blocked him, was also taken aback. It was rare for a senior senior to be so serious. He immediately said, "I'll go and see. You and Xie Yan, senior fellow, stay here and wait for news from me."

There was constant thunder outside, more and more people in the faction knew about it, and the hall was full of people.

About half a day later, Shen Xiangqing was suddenly seen returning to the main hall with the two elders and Le Yuanxun.

Ye Junxi was the first to rush forward, half-kneeling on the ground, holding the painting scroll in both hands and said respectfully: "Disciple brings the painting, welcome master to leave the customs!"

There was a voice of agreement in the hall, Shen Xiangqing's face was pale, and instead of immediately helping Ye Junxi up from the ground as in the past, he took the scroll and unfolded it for a look.

Shen Xiangqing's expression was unpredictable. He turned the painting over so that everyone in the hall could see it clearly.

The person in the painting is radiant, surrounded by halos, and his eyes and lips are like a mirror. Compared with the current Shen Xiangqing, he is only softer and more loved.

"Brother, the painting is wonderful! The prophet of the unknown, he has drawn the demeanor of Master Shen who has reached the realm of transforming gods in advance! It is really admirable!"

"Yeah, yeah! It's really good!"

"Every stroke is very expressive! It's like looking in a mirror!"

"It is said that with this Nanhua magic brush, the more familiar you are, the more vivid you will be. Otherwise, the more blunt it will be. Master Shen gave it to me, and the senior brother painted it, and the painting is so good. Sometimes I think about it, Master Shen and Master Shen Big brother is really a match made in heaven."

……

I don't know who was the most courageous to say something first, and then the hall began to echo.The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes, even Ye Junxi feels it.

Shen Xiangqing seemed to turn a deaf ear to it, and still looked indifferently at Ye Junxi, who was half kneeling on the ground.After a while, Ye Junxi's name was called coldly.

"Master?"

Shen Xiangqing looked up in confusion, never expecting that today would be the beginning of his nightmare.