White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎The monk who can run ◎

After the sea boat left the dock in Geyun County, it returned to Yangui Island. Yang Xinsu carried the cats back to the backyard first, and Yang Qingyuan walked with Yang Xinsu to Wenqian's bedroom to pick up the five cats.

Wu Yan was not in a hurry to go back to his dorm, he was busy ordering his servants: "Take two baskets of lotus pods to the ice cellar, send the remaining basket to the kitchen and hand them over to the cook."

The servants promised 'yes, less master', and several people worked together to move away the three baskets of emerald green lotus pods.Wu Yan thought for a while, then went to Yueming Qingfeng Tower alone, just after passing through the far gate, a sharp knife pierced towards him.

He stared in astonishment at the sharp blade that was close at hand, but just because the sharp blade did not pierce his throat, he immediately calmed down, looked up at the person holding the sword, and pursed his lips coldly.

The corners of Yang Qingming's raised lips looked treacherous at first glance, he snorted lightly, and said: "Why don't you dodge? You are not afraid that my sword will really kill you. In order to take Yang Qingyuan away, what methods can I use?" make it all out."

Wu Yan said affirmatively: "At the entrance of the underground palace of Jixian Temple, you wanted to kill me. I wouldn't be surprised if you strike now, but you won't get Yang Qingyuan with this sword."

Yang Qingming smiled, took back the sharp blade, and replied: "I have never been to Jixian Temple."

Wu Yan didn't believe it: "It's useless to quibble, I won't believe your one-sided words, and neither will Yang Qingyuan, unless you prove your innocence."

Yang Qing said with a smile: "Wu Yan, since you doubt me, you should show evidence to prove that I did it, instead of asking me to prove my innocence. I came to see him, not to argue with you."

Wu Yan demanded: "If you want to see Yang Qingyuan, you have to give a reason."

Yang Qingming taunted lightly: "When did your Murong family become so strict, even when I see my younger brother, I want to investigate the target, should I feel sorry for him?"

Wu Yan couldn't help but said: "If you didn't force him repeatedly, why should I stop you!"

Yang Qingming didn't want to spend too much time on such meaningless things, so he restrained his arrogance a little bit: "I've come to discuss an important matter with him, since he has already returned, why don't you take me to see him .”

Wu Yan also restrained his temper, turned around, and walked out of the courtyard of Yueming Qingfeng Building first, Yang Qingming followed Wu Yan, the two walked one after the other, and came to Qinghui Pavilion.

There was a mess of meowing in the room, and as soon as Wu Yan entered the room, he saw Yuchan raised her cat's hand after smelling Heihei twice, and patted Heihei's head indiscriminately. He raised his neck, flattened the cat ears, and flinched back.Yuchan clung to it tightly and continued to slap it. Even if it turned around and ran away, it still followed closely.

Yang Qingyuan persuaded from the side: "It really hasn't messed around outside, just trust it once!"

Wu Yan walked up to him, and asked strangely: "Why are other cats so noisy, are they hungry?"

Yang Qingyuan replied: "I don't know either." Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a figure standing at the door, and looked over. The man was wearing a black gauze to wipe his forehead, and his face and figure were exactly the same as his own.He immediately called out: "Brother..."

Yang Qingming opened his lips: "The time has come, I'll come to you to discuss that matter."

Yang Qingyuan was stunned: "Yunxiu's daughter gave birth to a child...? What are you going to do?"

Yang Qingming didn't answer right away, stepped forward, grabbed the twin brother's wrist, and led him out of the house.Yang Qingyuan looked back at Wu Yan, and said: "Wait for me here."

Wu Yan slightly opened his lips, ready to speak, but the pair of twin brothers had already walked away, so there was no time to speak, so he had to purse his lips, turn around, and began to take care of the cats.

The twin brothers sat down on the bench in front of the guardrail of a section of the corridor and talked for an hour. Wu Yan didn't feel relieved when he didn't see Yang Qingyuan return, so he went to find Yang Qingyuan himself. In the corridor opposite, I couldn't hear what was being said.

As Yang Qingming talked, he casually looked over, and when he saw Wu Yan, he showed a triumphant smile.Wu Yan didn't change his face, he just stood there quietly, watching from a distance.

The night was very deep. On the bed, Yang Qingyuan had already fallen asleep, while Wu Yan turned sideways, opened his eyes, and just quietly looked at the person next to his pillow. In the middle of the night, Yang Qingyuan suddenly woke up and found Wu Yan With eyes still open, he met his gaze and said strangely: "Why are you still awake, can't you sleep?"

Wu Yan opened his lips, but only said something else: "Bai Ri, what else did you and Yang Qing Ming talk about other than business?"

Yang Qingyuan replied: "You care a lot? Don't think too much, he is normal today."

Wu Yan asked directly: "He wants you to go with him to deal with Xue Muhua?"

Yang Qingyuan replied bluntly: "Well, tomorrow I want to go back to the chief helm of Xiyutai with him."

Wu Yan immediately grabbed his hand and reminded: "You have already signed a contract with the Murong family, without the Murong family's permission, even Yang Qingming, you cannot leave Yangui Island with him."

Yang Qingyuan said: "You don't want me to deal with Xue Muhua with him?"

Wu Yan gave the reason: "I'm afraid this is just an excuse for him, as long as he takes you away from Yangui Island, you will not be able to come back. He is the real young master of Xiyutai, and Xiyutai will always have something to offer." Those who serve in this sect, and Yun Xiuding will also become his helper in order to get rid of Xue Muhua, he has no shortage of helpers at all!"

Yang Qingyuan froze for a moment, lowered his eyes quietly, and didn't say a word.

Wu Yan grasped his hand tightly and persuaded: "Qingyuan, listen to me, don't promise him to go back to Xiyutai!"

Yang Qingyuan sighed softly, raised his hand, caressed his cheek lightly, kissed his brow lightly, hugged him gently in his arms, and replied: "I don't promise him, I will promise you."

Wu Yan buried her head in Yang Qingyuan's arms, nodded slightly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Qingming came to the dock and waited leisurely. After a long, long time, a figure slowly approached from a distance. When he entered Yang Qingming's vision and walked in front of Yang Qingming , Yang Qingming was taken aback, and blurted out: "How could it be you?! Where is Qingyuan?"

Wu Yan replied: "I'll see you off, Yang Qingyuan can't come anymore."

Yang Qingming showed a mocking smile: "I have already agreed to something, how could he not come if he can't say it."

Wu Yan confessed: "He wants to take Yang Xinsu to the place where he practiced martial arts hard, and he will monitor Yang Xinsu's actions there in the future."

Yang Qingming snorted and mocked lightly: "There are quite a few servants in the Murong family, so why should my younger brother be left to do these trivial things? With his background, he doesn't need to do these things. He should be calling the wind and calling the rain on the Xiyu Terrace." , enjoy the power."

Wu Yan replied: "It's a pity that he only likes the most ordinary fireworks in the world."

Yang Qingming secretly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth secretly: "Wu Yan, at least you and I had a good relationship with each other. It was also I who taught you how to be happy. Why do you have to do it so badly."

Wu Yan replied indifferently: "The past is the past, I don't need to show mercy to your deception."

Yang Qingming smiled mockingly, stopped talking nonsense to delay the time, immediately turned around, stepped on the pedal, and boarded the merchant ship of the Murong family.

Seeing the merchant ship leaving, Wu Yan didn't stay for a while, turned around and left.

Yang Qingyuan walked in the forest, muttering as he walked: "That rookie is really used to the life of the young master. He almost hanged himself when he entered that cave. I'm afraid he will sneak out after staying there for a long time."

As soon as the words fell, a reply came from the front: "He can't run away, he can run away from the monk, but he can't run away from the temple."

Yang Qingyuan heard that it was Wu Yan's voice, so he trotted forward, saw Wu Yan's figure, trotted forward even more, and came to Wu Yan's face, let him relax with Wu Yan, gloated and said: "He hugged Wu Yan Those few chains didn’t let go, and I called him, but he also pretended to be deaf and dumb.”

Wu Yan echoed: "That's good, let's cure him of the devil king."

After a moment of silence, Yang Qingyuan suddenly asked, "My brother is gone?"

Wu Yan responded with a soft 'hmm'.

Yang Qingyuan asked: "Did he blame me for breaking my promise?"

Wu Yan replied: "No, you didn't run away from him."

Yang Qingyuan said: "But I ran away from him openly, alas... I'm afraid that he will become the head of the sect in the future and won't let me go back to worship my ancestors."

Wu Yan replied: "It is Xue Muhua who won't let you go back to worship your ancestors. You, rather than worrying about this matter, you might as well think about when you will write the song and play it for me."

Yang Qingyuan immediately said: "I've already written it. When I get back, I'll let you listen to it when I'm free."

Two figures side by side walked along the bluestone slab path under their feet, amidst the sound of conversation, they gradually moved away, and disappeared among the lush green vegetation.

At that time, the chief rudder god of Linfeng Society surrounded the villa. On the large terrace on the roof of a building, Huang Yan slightly bent his knees and lay on his side on the Maitreya couch, propping his head with one hand and holding a folding fan in the other, looking towards him. Gently fanning the wind on his body, he didn't care about brushing his long temple hair, those silver gray eyes quietly looked at Zhu Yanfeng in front of him.

The two kittens were sitting on the Maitreya couch, running to Zhu Yanfeng's side for a while, and then running to Huang Yan's side for a while, circling back and forth, and from time to time rubbed the cat's head lightly on Huang Yan's wrist, and from time to time rubbed against Zhu Yanfeng's leg, Only Huang Yan put down his fan, rubbed the cat's head lightly, Zhu Yanfeng only concentrated on peeling the lychee shell, peeled off the snow-white flesh and brought it to Huang Yan's mouth.

Huang Yan opened his mouth lightly and took a bite of the tender and juicy flesh. The sweet and sour taste roiled in his mouth until it reached his throat, making him so greedy that he took a second bite and spit out a small seed in Zhu Yanfeng's palm inside.

Zhu Yanfeng continued to peel the lychee shell and peel the lychee pulp, a blue and white cat just grabbed the back of his hand, leaned closer to smell the scent of the lychee, suddenly fell backwards, got up and walked away.

Huang Yan couldn't help opening his lips: "It seems that cats don't like sweet and sour tastes."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "It seems to be so, I don't know if all cats are like this." With a stretched hand, he brought the lychee pulp to Huang Yan's mouth for Huang Yan to taste.

Huang Yan held the lychee pulp in his mouth, he didn't put it into his mouth to chew immediately, but stretched his neck, and approached Zhu Yanfeng's face, Zhu Yanfeng was also a sensible person, and immediately leaned over, pressed his lips against his, and gently bit off half of the pulp, even The seeds were also taken away, leaving the other half of the pulp in Huang Yan's mouth.

Zhu Yanfeng spit out the seeds in the palm of his hand, put them into a tray with fruit shells, and continued to peel the lychee shells. He didn't notice that the little black cat jumped into the tray and secretly took a piece of lychee shells, but Huang Yan saw it and held it with one hand. With his head on his head, he picked up the kitten with his other hand.

Looking at the innocent face of the kitten with its hands and feet hanging down and its teeth tightly holding on to the lychee shell, Huang Yan lightly reprimanded, "You little thing, you dare not eat lychees, and run away when you smell them, instead you want to eat bitter ones." shell."

Zhu Yanfeng interrupted: "Maybe I just want to grind my teeth."

Huang Yan replied: "If you eat them, you will have stomach troubles again, and you will lose weight when you have stomach troubles. When will you grow into a round and chubby appearance..."

Zhu Yanfeng smiled and said: "You are round and fat, lying on the ground like a mattress, are you really not worried?"

Huang Yan put the cat down, ruthlessly tore off the lychee shell from the cat's mouth, and replied: "It's quite cost-effective to use it as a pillow."

Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help laughing: "Two 'pillows'."

Huang Yan replied: "That's why we need to feed them early, and we are not allowed to eat grass."

Zhu Yanfeng suddenly remembered: "Did Master Murong say that it's good for cats to eat some wheat seedlings once in a while?"

Huang Yan said: "The lychee shell is not this kind of cat grass."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "I'm already planting, but it hasn't grown yet."

Huang Yan persuaded: "There are so many people in Linfeng Society, why do you need to plant them yourself? Listen to me, you can tell them to do things that are not important."

Zhu Yanfeng only concentrated on peeling the shell of the last lychee without speaking, and then sent the pulp to Huang Yan's mouth.Huang Yan grabbed his wrist, and said generously: "You should also take a good bite."

Zhu Yanfeng smiled and said: "You like to eat, if you miss one, you will not be satisfied."

Huang Yan insisted: "Now I'm the one telling you to eat."

Zhu Yanfeng took a look at the firm look in Huang Yan's silver-gray eyes, then lowered his eyes without saying anything, and obediently put the lychees between his fingers into his mouth.

Huang Yan has been watching Zhu Yanfeng's behavior, and after seeing him eat the lychee, he suddenly propped up his upper body a little bit, leaned over, engulfed his lips, sucked away the remaining lychee juice, and licked his fingertips once. , and then said: "I also ate the last lychee."

Zhu Yanfeng smiled convincingly, and gently stroked Huang Yan's cheek with the back of his index finger.Huang Yan snapped his fingers, and immediately a waiter came forward and took away the tray and coffee table. There was no barrier in the middle of Maitreya couch, so Huang Yan sat closer and leaned gently into Zhu Yanfeng's arms, Zhu Yanfeng also hugged him , The two peacefully share the cool breeze blowing on their faces together.

Before August, Fu Xuehen rode a horse and led a carriage to the main helm of Xiyutai, passed the archway marking the land boundary, and stopped in front of the main gate of the main helm. When Yanhua came down, most of Shang Yanhua's injuries had healed, and his body was very weak. Xue Hen quickly got off the saddle and helped support his mother.

The disciples of Xiyutai recognized Fu's father and son, quickly invited the three of them to enter the main helm, and immediately reported to Xue Muhua.

Hearing that his in-laws had arrived, Xue Muhua immediately rushed to greet them. He happened to meet three of his in-laws on the way, and said happily, "You two in-laws, why did you suddenly come to Xiyutai to visit? Anyway, send someone to send a letter to let you know, and your son-in-law will also send Someone pick up the two of you!"

Fu Lianlei said: "Hen'er said that the little girl gave birth to a baby, so come and see."

Shang Yanhua suddenly picked up the handkerchief, covered her mouth and nose lightly and coughed a few times. Even after applying rouge and gouache, the signs of haggardness were still difficult to cover up.

Xue Muhua couldn't help but said: "What's wrong with my mother-in-law?"

Fu Lianlei replied calmly: "I was seriously ill a few days ago, but it's not a problem, as long as I take care of it, I'll be fine."

Xue Muhua immediately believed these words, and said generously: "Since the in-laws and mother are not feeling well, then go to the house to rest quickly, and see Zhayue and the baby later."

Fu Lianlei walked with Xue Muhua unceremoniously, Xue Hen helped Shang Yanhua well, followed closely behind Fu Lianlei, and went to the living room together, paying attention to Shang Yanhua's complexion from time to time.