White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

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After nightfall, every bathroom is lit up, and wisps of hot mist are slowly emitting from the small windows on top, and Qingluan City is no exception.At this moment, Zhu Yanfeng was carrying a lantern and a small jar in the other hand, and walked slowly through the winding path to a bathroom.

It was very quiet inside, but the door was locked from the back, Zhu Yanfeng stopped in front of the door, tried to push the door gently, but couldn't open it several times, so he had to use magic to open the door, and entered the bathroom.

After going around the tent, he looked at the screen, the clothes rack and the basket, and saw that the clean clothes on the clothes rack and the dirty clothes in the basket were all yellow, so he hung up the lantern and walked towards the bathing pool generously , said to the figure in the bath: "I brought dried wormwood, do you want to try it, exorcising evil or something."

Huang Yan turned around and said with a smile: "I closed the door, how did you get in?"

Zhu Yanfeng was embarrassed and said: "I..."

Huang Yan joked: "What if you barge in and find that the person in the bath is not me?"

Zhu Yanfeng said generously: "At least this time there is no mistake."

Huang Yan replied: "I hope you won't make a mistake next time."

Zhu Yanfeng gently raised the jar in his hand, and repeated: "Where are the dried wormwood."

Huang Yan replied: "I don't know if it can exorcise evil spirits, but I heard that repelling mosquitoes is useful, so you bring it to me to repel mosquitoes?"

Zhu Yanfeng said: "When it gets hot every year, mosquitoes will come out."

Huang Yan replied: "Qingluan City is built in the mountains, so it's not surprising that there will be mosquitoes."

Zhu Yanfeng said again: "It has bitten you several times, and its haunting persists, so it must be cured."

Huang Yan replied: "Eldest brother has such a good physique, he has been stung more than me no matter what."

Zhu Yanfeng shook his head helplessly, and said: "I want to use it, do you want it?"

Huang Yan agreed: "Take it back to the Jinyun Tower and burn it with an incense burner."

The two came to Jinyun Building, climbed up the small building, and entered the dark bedroom. Zhu Yanfeng took the light from the lantern, lit the lamp in the room, then blew out the light of the lantern, and hung the lantern up.

Just as Huang Yan sat down, Zhu Yanfeng turned his head, and immediately stretched out his hands, clapped them together beside him, then spread them out, took a look, and let Huang Yan take a look.

Huang Yan looked at the dead mosquito in his palm, and said, "It's not big enough."

Zhu Yanfeng flicked the dead mosquito away, and then said: "If it's bigger, it's not good to be bitten by it."

Huang Yan suddenly rolled his eyes, and after listening carefully to the sound of mosquitoes, he suddenly stretched out his hand, clapped his palms together towards Zhu Yanfeng's side, opened his hands to look, and couldn't help saying: "Look, it's a circle bigger than the one just now. , I really love you."

Zhu Yanfeng leaned over and glanced at his palm, without saying anything, just picked up the dead mosquito and flicked it away, then found the small incense burner, took out a pinch of dried wormwood from the small jar, put it in the incense burner and lit it.

The smoke of wormwood, like the incense mist of incense, slowly rises from the hollow on the top of the incense burner, and the special smell gradually fills the bedroom. It is the smell Zhu Yanfeng is familiar with, with the past of the ring scar on his head.

The two sat across the incense burner and the smoke of wormwood, quietly looking at each other, and after a while, Zhu Yanfeng opened his lips first: "It seems that the sound of mosquitoes can no longer be heard."

Huang Yan immediately raised an index finger in front of his lips, and gave a soft 'shh' sound, Zhu Yanfeng looked at Huang Yan in bewilderment.Huang Yan opened his lips and said softly: "When you speak, be careful that they come again."

Zhu Yanfeng gently fanned the smoke from the top of the incense burner with his hand, without any worries: "There is wormwood."

Huang Yan poured cold water on his face: "I will bite you hard before I get smoked to death."

Zhu Yanfeng was slightly taken aback: "Is my mouthful of blood really worth moths to the flame?"

Huang Yan asked back with a smile: "Isn't that how people are? Before dying, you should be more carefree, and everything is like this."

Zhu Yanfeng didn't dare to speak anymore, especially loudly.Huang Yan didn't wait for the wormwood to finish burning in the incense burner, he stood up suddenly, pulled Zhu Yanfeng up, slowly led him into the partition, and took off his wide-sleeved shirt for him.

Zhu Yanfeng looked at Huang Yan quietly, saw that he took his shirt and hung it up, then untied it and returned to him, calmly let his hands wrap around his side and hug him tightly, and then used Caressing his back, suddenly whispered in his ear: "Today, you don't seem to have drunk Qingming wine?"

Huang Yan leaned against Zhu Yanfeng's arms, and said: "This kind of wine is bland and tasteless, not my favorite." After a while, Ling woke up and asked, "Do you suspect that I drank wine?"

Zhu Yanfeng flicked Huang Yan's hair on one temple with his index finger, and replied with a smile: "Today is Qingming Festival, but you don't have the patience to wait until the next day. What kind of Qingming wine is in your stomach?"

Hearing this, Huang Yan took a special look at the engraving, and then suggested: "I'm not sleepy yet, let's play rope and guess riddles on the couch."

Zhu Yanfeng was also not sleepy, so he immediately nodded and responded with a 'hmm'. The two walked towards the bed holding hands, and each put down the gauze curtain on one side.Zhu Yanfeng found a red string from under the pillow, skillfully weaved a flowery rope circle between his fingers, played with Huang Yan for a few quarters of an hour, and played guessing games for a few quarters of an hour.

Suddenly Huang Yan opened a gap in the gauze curtain, took a look at the engraving, turned around and smiled at Zhu Yanfeng, "It's past time, it's the second day now."

After Zhu Yanfeng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the flower rope before going to bed was specially arranged by Huang Yan, so he didn't speak, only lowered his eyes implicitly.Huang Yan gently held his face, and the peach petals tightly covered the petals. After a while, Lilac sneaked into his petal pool to search carefully, inadvertently brought out a trace of dew, and tasted the delicacy.

Zhu Yanfeng used the petals to gently slide over the mountain peaks below his petal pool, followed the curve to climb over the mountains and over the jade beans, and his robes fell on the couch.Huang Yan couldn't hold it back, and gently pushed the Futu in Zhu Yanfeng's arms with his ten fingers, leaving several scarlet lines.

Zhu Yanfeng lowered his head to taste the Taohongchen Amomum, and the clove slid to the bottom of the Kezazi again, stepping on the sesame oil and sliding down smoothly.Huang Yan raised his chin slightly and sank down, unknowingly smearing the scarlet lines of his fingertips on his jade fat, and then lowered his head, watching him generously tasting the taste of lotus, the hanging temples slightly covered him The intoxicated face, on the contrary, showed his intoxication.

The four petals exchanged nectar again, which was even crazier than before, and then fell down together slowly. Zhu Yanfeng sprinkled a thin piece of petal nectar on his abdominal muscles, and fried the belly of the fish with jade lotus root below, and the body that surfaced Uncovered lotus rose to gather the sun, and Zhu Yanfeng tasted the buds again.

Huang Yan raised his chin, and opened his lips fascinatedly: "Don't dawdle, just now."

While tasting the buds, Zhu Yanfeng opened the door to the abyss, and only after the door opened did he let go. He hung up Huang Yan's jade lotus root, patted the grapefruit, and listened to this kind of music.

Huang Yan took a few breaths, and occasionally held Zhu Yanfeng's face, letting the petals and cloves play well. In the current season of transition between spring and summer, the forehead is easy to get wet, and Huang Yan hasn't untied the bun yet. The hairpin hit lightly on the carved railing of the bed in front of the pillow, and there was a crisp sound, which was very moving with the sound of the grapefruit being slapped.

Even though there were tiny drops of water hanging on the peach-red amomum, Zhu Yanfeng still tasted it without hesitation, and patiently patted the grapefruit a few times, Huang Yan finally couldn't hold it back, the moment his brows were slightly wrinkled, a spray of water fell, and he was relieved. tone.

Zhu Yanfeng did not relax, chasing his lilac several times, chasing the edge of his window cage, and slapping the grapefruit again, but the door was getting tighter and tighter, and if Zhu Yanfeng could not escape, the water droplets rolled down one by one Over the slightly trembling Fu rabbit.

Huang Yan supported Zhu Yanfeng's back, and opened his lips: "Change me."

Zhu Yanfeng responded with a light 'um', then turned over with his arms around Huang Yan, and lay down by himself.The peach petals covered the petals for a moment, and Huang Yan started like that.

After opening another door, Huang Yan also patted the pomelo heartily, and the tips of the long silver-white hair fell on Zhu Yanfeng's body and coiled into a ball like flowing water to occupy one side.Zhu Yanfeng gently supported Huang Yan, occasionally hooked his back, the petals played again, and occasionally secretly pushed his grapefruit with one hand.

At the happiest moment, two sprays of water flew out one after the other, ending the night's excitement with the exhaustion of the whole body, tidying up the fat, tidying up the robes, and lying on the side facing each other, Zhu Yanfeng pointed with his index finger The tip slid across Huang Yan's bridge of nose, Huang Yan smiled and grabbed his hand, biting gently.

Zhu Yanfeng said tolerantly: "If you like to eat my hand, I can give it to you."

Huang Yan replied: "Then I will bite you seriously."

Zhu Yanfeng said generously: "I don't feel pain, I don't feel any pain at all."

The two finally held hands, their fingers intertwined, and they closed their eyes calmly. In the dream, they held hands and gradually walked into the depths of it, looking for a beautiful peach blossom source.

On the second day of the Ching Ming Festival, Murong Wenqian dragged Yang Xinsu out of the palace, and went straight back to Yangui Island on her own merchant ship.Murong Wuyan didn't intend to go back with him, he just rode to Guangling County, and wanted to find Yang Qingyuan to inquire about the investigation.

On the way of galloping the horse, suddenly there was an inexplicable pain in his body, which made him accidentally roll off the horse's back. The pain worsened, he got up with difficulty, hugged his upper body tightly, frowned and endured the pain, mumbling He murmured: "Why do I suddenly feel pain in my body? Did something happen to Yang Qingyuan? He said to go back to Xiyutai to investigate... first rush to Dongdi City!" Without taking a breath, he endured the pain So he climbed back on the horse, held the reins tightly and continued to gallop, heading straight to Landan County.

After nightfall, Wu Yan ventured into the main rudder of Xiyutai. Because of his light body, he easily climbed the wall with only a thick hemp rope, and easily climbed over the high wall around the main rudder of Xiyutai, passing through silently and quickly. There are courtyards, avoiding the occasional passing figures. He doesn't know where Yang Qingyuan lives, so he can only look for it by luck.

Just as he was about to quickly pass through a courtyard gate, when three or four black shadows came from the front, he immediately dodged and put his back against the wall, avoiding the sight of the comers, watching the three or four shadows coming from him. Hastily ran through his eyes.

"Master Yang, we will arrive at the main gate in a while, and we will trick the guarding brother away. You must seize the opportunity to escape! Someone will bring your luggage for you!"

Hearing the voice, Wu Yan took a closer look under the moonlight and saw that azure figure in the middle was very similar to Yang Qingyuan, so he boldly called out: "Qingyuan?" Those figures suddenly stopped, turned their heads, Wu Yan Look, she was sure she was not mistaken, so she rushed forward and whispered, "Qingyuan!"

Seeing Wu Yan here at this time, Yang Qingyuan's originally nervous expression became even more nervous, and he blurted out: "Why are you here?! Trespassing on the Xiyu Terrace, you are dying?!" But before Wu Yan could explain , grabbed Wu Yan's hand, and hurriedly pulled him to continue running forward, only saying: "Let's get out of here quickly!"

Wu Yan wondered: "What's going on? You're not..."

Yang Qingyuan interrupted: "I just escaped from the prison, and Xue Muhua used punishment on me." While talking, he looked around cautiously, and immediately dodged when he encountered a figure passing by.

Wu Yan asked: "What did you find out?"

Yang Qingyuan immediately replied: "It's really him! He was the one who lured you into the game in disguise, and wanted to use your hand to kill that person!"

Wu Yan was surprised: "Why did he do this? They are brothers from the same school..."

Yang Qingyuan snorted softly, and said, "I'm afraid in his eyes, that person is also a thorn in his side."

A few people hurried through the open space outside a corridor, and suddenly a chaotic sound of footsteps approached from all directions. After stepping out for a while, the surroundings were already glowing with figures, and the moonlight made the sharp blade even more sharp. Someone shouted: "The man has been chased, hurry up!" Notify the master!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Yan was ready to fight back, but Yang Qingyuan hid him behind him, and after a while, several figures rushed over, one of them was Xue Muhua, and the fake compassionate smile on the corner of his lips made him feel ashamed. Yang Qingyuan was disgusted, and that false greeting made Yang Qingyuan almost nauseous: "It's so late, where are you going? Qingyuan."

Yang Qingyuan's attitude was indifferent, he just stared at Xue Muhua without answering.

Seeing Wu Yan, Xue Muhua immediately recognized him, and smiled: "Young Master Murong, you ran into Xiyu Terrace privately tonight, are you drunk or sleepwalking?"

After Wu Yan listened, he also pursed his lips tightly and didn't answer.

Xue Muhua said with a smile: "I can only inform you with regret that none of you will be able to leave tonight!" Then he announced: "If you capture Xia Yang Qingyuan and Murong Wuyan, I will not pursue anyone who released them before."

The disciples standing beside Yang Qingyuan cupped their hands when they heard the words, and one of them said: "Master! Let Hall Master Yang go! He is the only son of the guardian elder!" Another person answered: "I also have siblings! I also understand the pain of losing siblings and parents! I hope the head is reasonable!"

"Pain?" Xue Muhua mocked and raised a hand, implying an order, and those disciples who only obeyed him immediately swung their sharp knives mercilessly, slaughtering the fellow disciples who had lived together for many years, several bodies fell to the ground at the same time, blood Spread it all over.

Seeing this, Wu Yan couldn't help but hate and said: "You! Why are you so cruel and ruthless! Even if you are not the biological child of the former head husband and wife, they raised you carefully and passed on the head of the house to you, isn't it enough?"

After the words fell, the surrounding people fell into surprise by coincidence, and there was a low noise among the disciples. Xue Muhua was furious at the moment, and secretly clenched his fists, even the protruding veins were full of anger, and he could no longer hold on As the head of the family, he blurted out: "Young Master Murong! Xiyutai and Yanguidao have no grievances! Why did you suddenly break into the helm tonight? And why did you utter such slanderous words in public to harm me like this? "

While protecting Wu Yan, Yang Qingyuan stared at Xue Muhua with hatred, and told the truth to his face: "What he said is not wrong! My mother's protector elder, Yang Rongzhen, knew the truth all along, and you held a grudge, so you lied to her Go to the cliff and kill her! Uncle Zhen discovered the wound you left when you killed her, so you drove Uncle Zhen out of Xiyu Terrace!"

Xue Muhua couldn't help but think of when he was a teenager a few years ago, he sneaked up on the back of a woman on the edge of the cliff, and then pushed down the bottom of the cliff, but the woman's martial arts were not bad, and she even grabbed the side of the cliff with one hand. A stone was thrown at him, and he yelled "Why are you doing this?", which made him flustered, and he was even more ruthless. He drew out a sharp knife and stabbed it into the back of her hand, making her unable to hold on and fell into the deep valley.

What happened in the past, being pointed out at such a time, added to the resentment in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said: "You are so... slandering me, how can I save your life!" Then he gave another order: "For me...kill Yang Qingyuan!"

In an instant, the figure moved randomly, and the blade light also swayed randomly. Yang Qingyuan kicked hard, kicked the first disciple who rushed up and flew away, and grabbed the long sword in the other disciple's hand, slashing and fighting In order to protect himself, Wu Yan had no choice but to fight against swords, fists and feet.