Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

Yun Shuhua pulled his hand back calmly, and said: "According to Master, it should be you who turned your back on public affairs for personal gain, not to mention we have business to do tonight."

"Exactly what you said," Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, "However, since Xiaohua took this task, I can't hold anything else in my heart, so what should I do?"

"It's about Wei Zong's whereabouts. You must pay more attention to such important matters," Yun Shuhua lowered his head, somewhat absent-minded for some reason, "Master, let's go quickly."

Jing Fan smiled silently, without answering, reached out and patted the little apprentice on the back of the head, and led him to continue walking on the street.

The two of them are like a pair of ordinary lovers in Gaocheng, walking and stopping, watching the lanterns and the moon.

It wasn't until the moon was in the sky, the tourists dispersed, and the lamp in Yun Shuhua's hand was no longer bright, Jingfan then led him to an alley.

Yun Shuhua looked around, slightly puzzled and said: "Master, we are..."

"Follow him."

Jing Fan's eyes fell on the back of a burly man not far in front of him, and he said softly, "He is the person we are looking for."

In the dark and narrow alleys, a man in coarse clothes was walking staggeringly against the wall with a flagon in his hand.

Yun Shuhua turned his head and looked at Jing Fan, with a tacit understanding hidden in silence.

He walked lightly, followed up, and quietly distanced himself from Jing Fan.

The slightly drunk man walked to a secret house and stopped, knocked on the closed door three times, and the door opened, revealing another man's face.

The two looked around vigilantly and started talking in a low voice.Yun Shuhua was sticking to the corner of the wall, and Jing Fan was standing still on the opposite side.

"Fu Wu, I went out to drink again at the Lantern Festival today, have you done what I told you?"

"Naturally, is the door master here tonight? Hiccup..." The man hiccupped and shook the jug in his hand, "When I went to meet the boss at the inn just now, he once said that the piece submitted tonight is the last one. A piece of pattern can be regarded as complete..."

"Okay!" The person standing by the door frowned and interrupted him, "The wall has ears, do you know this truth? Why don't you come in quickly! The master of the door has something important to discuss with Master Fu tonight, I'm afraid you won't see it to him."

The man dragged the drunk inside, the door quickly closed, and soon returned to the previous silent state.

Yun Shuhua crossed his arms and turned his head for a few glances, and started rolling up his cuffs without saying a word.

He wanted to find a hidden corner to turn in, but someone grabbed his arm.

"Xiaohua," an imperceptible emotion flashed in Jing Fan's eyes, "this trip is a bit dangerous, everything is safe, if anything happens, report to me immediately."

"Don't worry," Yun Shuhua reassured, "When did Master become so careful, stealing is inherently risky."

He broke away from Jingfan's hand, and slowly patted it to comfort him: "Master, just wait here for me to come back. We will leave Gaocheng after I get the complete drawing."

After all, Yun Shuhua didn't stop for a long time, he took a step, jumped up the eaves of the wall, and groped towards the hall in the courtyard.

There was only one study room in the huge house that was lit with candles. Inside the room, two men in black were crouching in front of the desk and making up something.

"This is all the secret roads that Wei Zhan opened up in the Eastern Region back then? I heard that there are three secret roads leading directly to Qingwu Mountain, but is it true?"

"Of course it is true. Master Wei Zhan was the master of the Eastern Region back then. Can this matter be false?"

"Since it's true, isn't it just around the corner that the Qingxu Sect will take over the Eastern Territory? Why did the sect master conspire with Fu Yu? I think Fu Yuxu and the Snake are very ambitious, so it shouldn't be a good thing."

"The head of the sect has his own considerations, you just concentrate on putting these together, and you don't have to comment on the rest."

Yun Shuhua, who was outside the door, tiptoed close to the window, his eyes wandered around the courtyard, and he gradually had an idea in his heart.

He walked around to the small porch window next to the main room at the back of the study, held the window coffin with both hands, and recited the formula in his mouth, several streams of light appeared, and the solid wood in his hand became rotten and rotten under the pressure he suddenly increased.

It took a lot of effort for Yun Shuhua to remove these wooden sticks one by one, and then deftly jumped in.

The cloth rubbed against the wooden table by the window, making a slight noise, Yun Shuhua immediately stopped, took a tight breath, and stopped moving.

"... Fu Lu... in a few days..."

"Master... when..."

Yun Shuhua quietly walked behind the screen, and looked at the two people who were talking secretly by the candlelight through the hazy shadow. One of them was tracing drawings at the desk, and the other was facing the window and looking out.

"Just now, did you hear any strange noises?"

"Where there is a strange sound, it's really like grass and trees."

Yun Shuhua hid in the shadows where the lights couldn't reach, quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

After about an incense stick of time, the man lying in front of the table finally straightened his back, lifted up the rubbed drawing and blew it.

Yun Shuhua quickly went around behind him with sharp eyes, grabbed the man's neck quickly, and hit the back of the head with all his strength, before putting the man's softened body on the ground.

The man by the window turned around vigilantly, only to see a young man in the room pointing at him with a full bow, and the rubbings on the table had long since disappeared.

"You, you are—"

"Don't make a sound," Yun Shuhua gripped the arrow in his hand tightly, "otherwise I will shoot the arrow."

The clinker man sneered, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and slashed at Yun Shuhua in two steps at a time.

Yun Shuhua retreated nimbly, Zhai Xing disappeared in the air, he went up to him with bare hands, knocked out the sword in the man's hand in just three or two blows, and grabbed his neck with one blow.

There was a painful look on the man's brows, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.

The young man in front of him has a high level of cultivation and acts aggressively and viciously. Who did he learn from?

Yun Shuhua exerted strength with five fingers, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to die, answer me a question."

The man felt the young man's rising murderous intent, and said in a stumbling manner: "...you, you say..."

"Where is Fu Yu now?"

"I, I don't know."

"I don't know?" The corners of Yun Shuhua's lips curled up, "I heard clearly what you said just now, don't worry, Fu Wei is my uncle, Qingxumen and Yuxiao Palace have cooperation, I will not treat you How is it?"

Hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "So, so, cough... yes, it's the young master. Since you want to ask about the whereabouts of Palace Master Fu, why...why don't you ask yourself?"

"You don't care, it's a little too much," Yun Shuhua threatened in a low voice, "I'll count to three, if you still don't say it, I will send you to see the King of Hades."

"Three..." Yun Shuhua exerted force, and the man's eyes burst out.

"two……"

"I said, I said," the man coughed, "Little Master, please spare me."

It was almost midnight at this time.

The streets and alleys resounded in bursts, and the beaters staggered and shouted to be careful of the candles.

Suddenly someone broke through the door of the study, and then in the wide-open hall, flames burned all over the study.

A man shouted in a hoarse voice: "Catch up with that kid! He stole the sect master's Secret Path Map!"

In an instant, several black shadows rushed out from the courtyard, and went straight to Yun Shuhua who was flying over the wall.

He didn't want their lives at first, but who would have caused him a catastrophe, Yun Shuhua deftly avoided the pursuit of the people behind him, and walked quickly on the wall bricks.

The bright moon hangs high, illuminating a corner of the alley.

Yun Shuhua ran to a familiar place following his memory, and suddenly heard a steady voice calling him not far away.

"Xiaohua, here."

Hearing these four words, the young man turned his head and saw Jing Fan's figure like a pine and cypress.

"Master!"

Yun Shuhua opened his arms, jumped vigorously, and closed his eyes.

His clothes fluttered like a butterfly, falling steadily into Jing Fan's arms like a fragile epiphyllum.

Jing Fan took his hand and stimulated the mana in his body. There was a sword whistle from a distance, Wen Yue came through the air, and struck the shadow behind them.

The disciples of the Qingxu sect who were chasing up seemed endless, and where there was darkness, countless pursuers could be spawned.

Yun Shuhua's hand was tightly held by Jing Fan, the howling wind blew past his ears, and the heartbeat in his chest became faster and faster.

They walked towards the outskirts of Gaocheng, facing the moonlight and dew, with noisy people talking behind them.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when Yun Shuhua felt that his heart would be beating wildly to death if he continued like this, Jing Fan finally let him go.

"Master..." Yun Shuhua panted and pulled out a stack of rice paper from his sleeve, "This is the blueprint of the secret path that Wei Zhuan ordered people to search for, and there are no other clues."

Jing Fan's side face was reflected in the bright white light. Although his complexion was quite calm, his breathing rhythm was faster than usual: "It's been so long since you've been in, but someone made things difficult for you?"

Yun Shuhua shook his head, and said: "The strange apprentice was soft-handed, and he failed to kill him in time, otherwise... Master, be careful!"

The cold light from the blade was imprinted in his pupils, Yun Shuhua turned around neatly to block Jing Fan, then summoned a cold arrow and shot it.

A dark figure in the distance groaned and knelt down on the ground.

All this happened so fast, Yun Shuhua was a little stunned, looking at the still warm corpse, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Just now he said that he would not kill anyone, who would have broken the precept so quickly?

Yun Shuhua looked down at the longbow in his hand and disappeared like ashes in his hand, but he still couldn't recover.

"Master..."

Jing Fan took Yun Shuhua's hand, and looked at him deeply with deep cold flames in his eyes.

"you--"

Yun Shuhua opened his lips, the words stuck in his throat.

Jing Fan suddenly pulled him into his arms, leaned over and kissed him.The dense kisses were overwhelming like a storm, and Yun Shuhua retreated steadily, leaning his back against a tree trunk by the road.

The man's strength seemed to crush him severely, and his arms were like a drowning man locking Yun Shuhua's escape from all possibilities.

They had just finished a thrilling chase, and they kissed, hugged, clinged, and became one under the moon.