White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Changed the broken thoughts◎

After another half an hour, Huang Yan showed all his cards again, still one step ahead of the other three.Before he could open his lips, Su Zhongming blurted out first, and said to him: "Are you confused again?!"

Shi Chaojing couldn't help but look at Huang Yan's card, and said with a calm smile, "It's Thirteen."

Huang Yan said to Su Zhongming: "I have given up my life to accompany the gentleman, playing mahjong until noon, it is time to let me go."

Su Zhongming replied: "Leave when you get confused, it's really your style. Next time you have a chance, play a few more rounds with me!"

Huang Yan didn't answer, stood up and left, taking Zhu Yanfeng away from Meteor Hall.Walking slowly, on the way to the imperial dining room, Zhu Yanfeng opened his lips: "Yan'er is so good at mahjong."

Huang Yan smiled and said: "In the past at Shenzhao Villa, He Xiang used this to relieve my boredom."

Zhu Yanfeng said: "It seems that in order to keep Yan'er from being bored, I have to learn how to play mahjong in the future." He suddenly changed the subject: "What do you want for lunch today?"

Huang Yan replied: "Eat whatever is delicious."

The leisurely figures of the two gradually drifted away in the brilliant midday sun.

In the middle of the night, after taking a bath in the rose orchid petal bath, Huang Yan left the mixed fragrance of rose and orchids all over her body. She walked into the bedroom of the Spring Breeze Building and watched Zhu Yanfeng drop the gauze curtain on the bed. She took off her coat in no hurry and opened her lips. Then he said to him: "I'm going back to Qingluan City tomorrow, and I've been in the Imperial College for many days this time."

Zhu Yanfeng turned around and asked, "When are you leaving? I have two classes tomorrow morning. After the classes are over, I can send you to the City God."

Huang Yan nodded slightly, and walked to the bed. Zhu Yanfeng got into the bed first, and stretched out his hand from the gap between the two gauze curtains, inviting him to enter the bed.

Huang Yan glanced at Zhu Yanfeng's figure in the gauze tent, immediately took off his shoes and socks, the wide-sleeved gown, then the cross-collar robe, and then the middle coat, without any clothes on his body Stay, Zhu Yanfeng stared at him through the gauze curtain, stunned.

Huang Yan finally untied the hair band, loosened his silver-white long hair, put his hand on Zhu Yanfeng's palm, got into the bed, hugged Zhu Yanfeng, their faces were very close, and their eyes greeted each other quietly For a moment, without saying a word, Huang Yan quietly covered the peach petals with petals, leading him down slowly while doing so.

When the four petals and two cloves were tightly intertwined, they entangled obsessively for a while, and the two of them were like a Tai Chi picture. Zhu Yanfeng lay flat on the bottom, supporting Huang Yan, blowing his flute, Huang Yan Yan Ye played Zhu Yanfeng's flute and flute, playing happily together.

Zhu Yanfeng gently robbed his back, and then it seemed as if sinking into a deep abyss, slowly robbed until it reached the gap between the grapefruits, a clove followed it into the inside to explore the truth, wandering in the pistil of the rose orchid, with dew Wanting to exchange some fragrant nectar, the unapplied lotus that surfaced also wanted to envy this handful of nectar, so it hurriedly got into the gap and slapped the grapefruits among the grapefruits to find nectar.

Taking advantage of this moment to rob Taohongchen Amomum with her fingertips, Huang Yan couldn't help but slightly raised her chin, frowned slightly, and whispered a piece of music.The five fingers slide down like a waterfall, robbing the belly of the fish several times in a row, and then robbing the lotus, making it bloom in full bloom in gentleness, and a lot of water falls.

Zhu Yanfeng sat down, Huang Yan supported his shoulders, faced him, sat firmly in front of him, cupped his face and covered the petals with peach petals, two cloves lingered and exchanged dew.

As soon as they were separated, Huang Yan suddenly pushed Zhu Yanfeng down gently, and slapped his grapefruit. The sound was so crisp that Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help clamping Huang Yan, admiring the rhythm of Huang Yan's slapping, and in such a crisp sound, together Share the same joy.

Fingertips scrambled across the two Fu rabbits that were slightly lowered in their arms, bowed their heads and covered the petals again, and entangled each other with cloves. In this way, Huang Yan seemed to gain strength, and the strength of patting the grapefruit doubled, and Zhu Yanfeng couldn't bear it. Stopped, let the lotus bloom in full bloom and sprinkled water on Huang Yan's body.

Huang Yan patted the pomelo for a while, trembled slightly, frowned slightly, and then stopped, only tired. After being separated from Zhu Yanfeng, the water spray he gave gushed out from the abyss.

Zhu Yanfeng propped up his upper body, hugged Huang Yan gently, gently rubbed Huang Yan's silver-white hair on the temples, and stroked the silver-white strands on his back. The fragrance of his body dyed Zhu Yanfeng unconsciously. The kiss fell on his forehead.

Immediately, Zhu Yanfeng persuaded: "Go to sleep, I don't want you to be too tired tonight."

The two hugged each other, lay down slowly, covered the quilt, and before closing their eyes, Huang Yan gently brushed Zhu Yanfeng's lips with his index finger mischievously.

Before noon, the two left Guozijian hand in hand, and walked on a palace road in the front palace. Not long after, they met Su Zhongming on a narrow road.

When Su Zhongming saw Huang Yan, he immediately called him by his pseudonym 'Wuji', and asked him, "Are you going out to do some business now, or are you going back to Qingluan City?"

Huang Yan had no choice but to stop in front of Su Zhongming, and had to open his lips: "Go back to Qingluan City to explain."

Su Zhongming replied generously: "I happen to be going back too, why don't we go together?"

After hearing this, Huang Yan was stunned when he saw him alone again.

Su Zhongming saw Huang Yan's reaction from those silver-grey eyes, and also guessed his doubts, so he explained: "I made an appointment before when the Magic World Mirror will open, and go back through the magic world mirror channel." After thinking about it, He said again: "You seem to have not walked this way back for many years, right?"

Reminded by this sentence, Huang Yan slowly remembered that since he was removed from the position of Dharma Protector during the period of the third-generation city lord, Huan Shi Jing never responded to his call for magic spells, and he never walked through the road full of magic. The mysterious channel of the splendor of the universe.After a while, he said in a daze, "I am still qualified to pass this way?"

Su Zhongming took it for granted, "I'll give you a ride, it shouldn't be a problem if you take a walk along the way." He stepped into the fork.Huang Yan didn't say a word, but he was as smart as him, so he would take advantage of it, so he followed Su Zhongming.

After a while, there was a sudden change in the front of the road, as if covered by thick fog and water vapor, even the bright sun couldn't see through, so Huang Yan stopped and looked sideways at Zhu Yanfeng.

Zhu Yanfeng smiled and said, "I'll see you when I return to Qingluan City."

Huang Yan only nodded, and then followed Su Zhongming, walking straight forward, but it was like walking into another door, without seeing the thick fog, Zhu Yanfeng behind him also disappeared, and the surroundings became a scene of brilliant stars in the universe. There is no wind flowing in the front and back, only a galaxy-like channel under the feet leads to a flickering light spot in the front.

After walking for a while, Huang Yan suddenly sensed a whirlpool of air flowing slowly towards his body from the surroundings, and was sucked into his palm, and then his body floated half a foot, making him stop involuntarily, but his suspended body was still following him. Su Zhongming moved forward, he was startled, looked at his palm, and when he came back to his senses, he was already standing on the open space of a cave, behind him was a high stone wall, and in front of the stone wall stood a huge illusion. World Mirror.

More than a dozen priests wearing white robes and cloaks raised their hands and saluted Su Zhongming: "Welcome the return of the city lord."

Su Zhongming responded lightly with an "um" and stepped forward, walking down the steps, and found that there was a person missing behind him, he hurriedly turned his head, but saw Huang Yan looking around, he couldn't help reminding: "Wuji?"

Hearing the sound, Huang Yan turned around and said: "I can walk by myself." He strode forward and quickly passed Su Zhongming on the steps without stopping.

As he walked, Huang Yan thought: just now through the tunnel of the fantasy world mirror, the air flow penetrated into my palm and melted into my internal organs. Could it be that the formation still recognizes me?Is it because Yan Feng and I opened the fantasy world mirror back then, we fought for a while when we walked through the passage, and used our internal energy, but the little bit of internal energy remained in the formation?Now that I walk this road again, it resonates with me?

The corners of his lips slowly curled up into a sneer, and he thought to himself: People are always selfish, no matter how many favors Qingluan City gives me, I will never be moved to tears, nor will I sell my value and strength for the sake of pity. Benefit!Even here... I have a lot of past, but don't try to restrain me!

When he returned to Qingluan City, he was not in a hurry to go to the Elder's Pavilion, but first took a bath with half a stick of incense, cleansed his body, cleaned his hair, and changed into a robe that was infused with orchid rosemary, and waited for the hair to dry , tied into a bun, inserted white jade hairpins, wrapped around a silk headband, and then went to Xiangxuan to build the Elder's Pavilion in a chic way.

After reporting the news brought back by the disciples dispatched from Jinling Pavilion, it was still early in the morning, so he brought a lacquered fruit box full of snacks and a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus tea to Jinling Pavilion, and the moment he opened the main gate, I saw a scene that was very different from the past - I saw twenty black figures wielding swords and fighting in full swing, like a melee.

Seeing Huang Yan coming in, the twenty figures stopped immediately, lowered the swords in their hands, and greeted him respectfully.

With a serious face, Huang Yan opened his lips: "Why did you stop all of a sudden?" It seemed that he was blaming himself.

When the twenty people heard the words, they looked at each other, and hurriedly continued to wield their swords and continue to learn martial arts.Huang Yan only passed by them and entered the side room, but the door was left open.

While fighting with Mo Fengying, Dou Qingqian couldn't help but glance at the ear room, feeling that the door that was deliberately opened was not easy, so she whispered: "Your Majesty, keep that door. Are you afraid that we will pretend to be diligent and watch us?"

Miao Jiahu whispered, and opened his mouth to say: "We are deceitful... No, we are trying to please the Minister, how can we be deceitful?"

Fan Ziyin answered, "It's okay if you don't work hard now, just now Daqing's Linglie eyes seemed to see right through us..."

The sound of clashing swords and swords drowned out whispers, no one whispered anymore, no one turned around to peek at the penthouse, only the figures of serious confrontation and fists and kicks.

Huang Yan only came to Maitreya couch, put the fruit lacquer box and teapot on the coffee table, sat cross-legged on the Maitreya couch, opened the lid, poured a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus tea, reached into the lacquer box with one hand, and took out a lotus flower cake. He took a sip and took a sip of the tea, then lowered his eyes to think about who other than Timu were good at using poison and who were good at hypnotism in the old Mufeng Society.

At this time, Su Zhongming happened to be in Xiangxuanzhu's Elder's Pavilion, discussing this matter with all the elders.Su Zhongming said: "Judging from the investigations in the past few years, every murderer has a record of seeing a doctor before committing the crime, and according to the doctor's statement, although the symptoms are different, they all have symptoms of poisoning, and every murderer The victims were almost blood relatives, and every one of the victims had a piece of flesh missing from their necks."

Yanyan asked: "Do the people in Jinling Pavilion have any opinions to report?"

Su Zhongming replied: "The murderer deliberately drank blood and lusted for flesh, and then escaped without a trace, which looks like a puppet rearing method." After thinking about it, he added: "Jinling Pavilion requests to inform Langzhong that before the next crime occurs, anyone who meets a noble family Take a drop of blood and keep it for the symptoms of the child's poisoning, so as to check whether it is the same strange poison."

Yingqing listened for a while, then opened his lips: "When my apprentice came to report just now, he made a guess, saying that the poisoning might be just a cover-up, and the murderer might also be controlled by hypnotism, or even a combination of the two."

Everyone here heard the words, pondered, and nodded slightly in agreement.

Su Zhongming said: "Jinling Pavilion should have started searching for masters who are good at hypnotism. The only thing I can do is to issue a notice to the noble families all over the world, ordering them to stop the murderer if they encounter a crime, report."

All the elders nodded lightly, only Yingqing responded: "Thank you, City Master."

In the blink of an eye, one day passed like this, and then several days passed by.

Yang Qingyuan returned to the No.15 sub-helm of Xiyutai in Guoqinyang City, Guangling County. After spending a few days dealing with the affairs of the No.15 sub-helm for more than half a year, he walked into the meeting hall smartly early in the morning to participate In the regular meeting once a month, sit on the seat of the sixth hall master.

No.15 sub-rudder has one rudder master, 14 hall masters, 26 incense masters, 70 flag heads, and Yang Qingyuan is the sixth hall master.In this meeting hall, the high seat of the rudder master leans against the huge picture scroll. There are ten seats on each side of the high seat, and ten seats behind it. The fourteen hall masters sit on both sides of the high seat. , followed by the incense master, and behind the hall master is also the incense master. The flag head has no seat, but stands behind the incense master.

It was still early to leave the meeting, and there was no one in the high seat of the helmsman, only the tea set on the coffee table.As soon as Yang Qingyuan took his seat, whispered human voices sounded in the conference hall, and dozens of pairs of eyes secretly glanced at him.

"Look, it's the sixth hall master."

"It's really strange. The sixth hall master has come back to the sub-helm."

"I haven't seen the sixth hall master here for many years."

"What kind of wind is blowing today, the master of the sixth hall is coming back to the helm?"

"How many years have you been at the main helm, it's really strange to still remember coming back."

Yang Qingyuan's eyes and ears are sharp, it's not that he didn't hear the whispers around him, he just took it as the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies, calmly waiting for the time to start the meeting.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a beard walked into the meeting hall. Passing through the central aisle, the hall masters and incense masters immediately stood up and bowed their hands respectfully to him: "Welcome to the helm master!"

Yang Qingyuan also got up, cupped his hands and said: "Welcome to the rudder master."

The rudder master who divided the rudder didn't say much, and sat down directly in front of the high seat, and the hall masters and incense masters also sat down.

As soon as he opened his lips, the rudder master said: "Many years ago, the master proposed to build a Jixian Temple for the previous masters and the ancestors who founded Xiyutai for the convenience of sacrifice. Now most of it has been completed, if you want to continue It is necessary to raise money, but the head didn't say how much to raise, he just asked us to do our best, what do you guys think?"

Hearing that it was just a matter of raising money, Yang Qingyuan began to be careless, deserted secretly, secretly planning how to eat, drink and play in the remaining time after the meeting, and kept silent without being questioned.

Around him, there was a lot of spitting and spitting. On this matter, there was a quarrel for nearly half an hour. The reason was that the money raised was too little, and he would be ridiculed by other sub-rudders for several years. Living in other sub-rudders can show off their power for a period of time, but it will lose the pockets of the hall master Xiangzhu and even his disciples, making the sub-rudders impoverished.For a while, it was divided into two factions, arguing endlessly.

In this atmosphere, he was the only one who was unique, like an outsider from the beginning to the end, without saying a word, only quietly poured tea a few times, drank tea a few times, not because he was thirsty, but because he was bored.When the rudder master listened to various opinions and made a decision, he declared the meeting adjourned with a sentence of "Thanks for your hard work today", and he was the first to get up and walk out of the conference hall.

In the afternoon, the sky was beautiful, the sky was blue for thousands of miles, and a few thin clouds were slowly pushed by the wind, making people want to be lazy and can't help being lazy.The bright sun seems to be sentient, and it does not burn people when it shines on the ground. The brilliance dances on the lotus leaves and the water surface, adding a bit of brilliance.

A pale-haired elder followed a disciple of Xiyutai, crossed the small arch bridge, and walked towards a figure standing in front of the guardrail.The disciples of Xiyu Terrace cupped their hands and reported: "Sixth hall master, someone wants to see you."

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