White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

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Yang Qingyuan stood in front of the guardrail, with his head bowed, holding a large white peach in his left hand, and a knife in his right hand, pressing the back of the knife with his thumb, peeling the fruit bit by bit, with a slender The peel of the fruit became longer and longer between the peach flesh and the sharp blade, without breaking at all. When it reached the end of the cut, it was allowed to fall into the clear pond by itself, floating on the water like a dragon, but in just a few moments, a few koi fish Suddenly broke the water surface and dragged the slender peel into the depths of the clear pool.

When the Xiyutai disciples left and there was no one else around, the elder opened his lips to Yang Qingyuan: "Young Master."

Yang Qingyuan replied: "Didn't I say that? Don't come into Xiyutai to meet me casually. Even in the Xiyutai sub-rudder, there may be some eyeliner hidden by the head." He cut the peach in his hand in half , When turning around, hand half of it to the elder: "Do you want to eat?"

The elder didn't dare to refuse, he took the half of the peaches in his hand, and said immediately: "It's just because a young man came to visit some time ago and asked about the young master."

Yang Qingyuan took a bite of the peach, was stunned, and quickly asked: "Is the person you mentioned, the young head of the Murong family?"

The elder simply said: "Exactly."

Yang Qingyuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips: "So he has looked for you?"

The elder said again: "The old man sees that he cares so much about the young master's life and death, and insists on finding the young master, so he must have a deep relationship with the young master."

Yang Qingyuan leaned on the guardrail and said with a smile: "He is my brother's lover."

The elder was very surprised when he heard the words: "Eldest young master never mentioned that the Murong family is the young master..."

Yang Qingyuan replied: "Not only you, but even me."

The elder was curious: "How did the young master know about this young man? Did he find out about the young master?"

Yang Qingyuan only said: "I happened to meet him on the site of the chief helm." After eating the peaches, he still licked the remaining peach juice on his fingers, and suddenly said: "He is very good-looking, beautiful and delicate." A tone full of envy.

The elder was a little helpless: "The old man watched the two young masters grow up. Although there were often fights in the past, it was not a big deal. After all, brotherhood is deep, and twins are also connected. Now the life and death of the young master is unknown. The young master should also keep a copy of the young master's things."

Yang Qingyuan listened to his ears, understood the meaning of the words, and said with a smile: "You are right, so I will not take away the status he covets, maybe for him, status is more important than anything else."

The elder sighed and didn't say much.

In Qingluan City, it had just rained, and the thick clouds soon dispersed. The sky was blue, and the brilliant sunlight shone on the ponded water on the ground. The ground seemed to be sprinkled with gold, shining in the eyes.

Huang Yan walked slowly along the paths and steps, relaxing alone, the Elder Pavilion allowed him to take a day or two off, and he took the time off, walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, admiring the scenery while walking, holding a I wanted to bring out the folding fan to fan the wind, but now when the breeze blows after the rain, it happens to be so cool.

He had already seen the scenery in Qingluan City tens of millions of times, and the only things that made him miss it were the flowers that bloomed at different times, the moon that was cloudy and sunny, and the clean hot spring.

He walked for a while, then stopped suddenly, and raised a hand to catch a paper crane that flew down, and a piece of paper melted out of his palm.After reading the handwriting on the paper, he simply went to Xiangxuan to build the Elder Pavilion.

As soon as he arrived at the Presbyterian Pavilion, a waiter saw his figure when he picked a wisteria flower that had just bloomed from the wisteria shelf. Lift up the bamboo curtain at the main entrance for him.

Huang Yan entered the Presbyterian Pavilion first, followed by the waiter, and put the wisteria flowers in a very Zen-like vase on the table next to the French window, then faced Huang Yan, and said respectfully: "Wait a moment, let me report to the elder." Then he entered through the inner door.Huang Yan didn't say a word, just stood there quietly and waited.

After a while, the waiter came out from the inner door again, and Yingqing also came together. As soon as Yingqing sat down, the waiter immediately poured tea for Yingqing, poured two cups in total, and then bowed and retreated.

Huang Yan bowed respectfully to Yingqing: "I have received a letter from Master."

Yingqing opened his lips: "The Priestly Academy sent someone to send a letter to inform them that it is about the great ceremony of Qingluan City."

Huang Yan asked: "When will this festival be held?"

Yingqing didn't say much, just took out a letter from his cuff, and threw it at Huang Yan, Huang Yan caught it firmly, didn't read it right away, so he had to keep it in his sleeve.

Yingqing picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea. With the other hand, he lightly cast a spell, and the other cup flew up slowly, and flew in front of Huang Yan.Huang Yan said respectfully: "Thank you, Master." He took the cup and took a sip of tea.

Yingqing said again: "Sit down first and play a game of chess with me."

Huang Yan agreed: "Yes." Looking back for a chair, he saw a chair slowly moving behind him, so he sat down rudely.At this time, two rays of light flew out from Yingqing's fingertips, and the mid-air between Huang Yan and Yingqing quickly intertwined into a grid, turning into the pattern of a chessboard.

Yingqing flicked his fingertips lightly, and a spot of light flew onto the chessboard in the air, turning into a white chess piece and occupying a square. Huang Yan also used the same technique to land a black chess piece on the chessboard.

A total of three rounds were played, Yingqing won one round, Huang Yan won one round, and one round was tied, Huang Yan asked: "Master, do you want to play another round?"

Yingqing replied: "Three rounds are enough. I'm a little tired as a teacher. I want to take a walk outside the house." Then he retracted the spell and stood up.

Huang Yan also stood up and said to Yingqing: "Master let me take two days off. I have nothing to do. I want to relax with Master."

Yingqing responded with a soft 'hmm', then took a step forward, raised the bamboo curtain with one hand and went out, Huang Yanwei followed behind, and followed Yingqing slowly on the path of the courtyard, listening to the sound coming from not far away. The creaking sound of running water in bamboo tubes.

After a while, Yingqing suddenly opened his lips: "What are your plans for the future?"

Huang Yan was stunned for a moment, puzzled and said: "I don't understand what Master means."

Yingqing sighed softly: "You have grown up under the teacher's teaching since you entered the school. The teacher understands your temperament, and your background makes you different from other disciples."

Huang Yan just lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Yingqing continued: "For so many years, my teacher has always felt that you chose to betray Qingluan City at the beginning. It should not be your impulse. You have long wanted to leave Qingluan City. Rebelling against the party just gave you a chance."

Huang Yan asked: "Master...would you blame me?"

Yingqing replied: "When I was a young teacher, I made friends with He Mao. He even gave my teacher ten thousand taels of gold. That's why my teacher agreed to join Qingluan City and work for Qingluan City. Alas, it's for Qingluan City. The master was negligent and decided that you would be Dharma protectors without asking your wishes."

Huang Yan replied: "During the days when I was a Dharma protector, I was also happy and proud! But the proud status and senior brother, I really..." As he spoke, his fingertips unconsciously pinched another in the flesh of the hand.

Yingqing sighed again: "After all, you can't have both. He Mao entrusts the burden to the teacher. A teacher can't violate the rules written by He Mao for the sake of his apprentice." After that, there will be a new disciple taking over the position of Dharma protector, you and Yan Feng really don't want to stay, and the teacher will not stop you."

Huang Yan raised his eyes, looked at Yingqing's back, and confessed frankly: "Eldest senior brother has no parents since he was a child. Master picked him up and brought him up. I want...to take him back to my hometown."

Yingqing only said: "You two have been in love for a long time, and you must have plans to start a family. There are not many requirements for a teacher, as long as the two of you can be invited back when the banquet is held."

Huang Yan promised: "Senior brother and I will definitely not be absent."

Yingqing took out his cuffs, took out a kit, and handed it to Huang Yan when he turned around.

Huang Yan caught the kit and looked at it, slightly stunned: "This is...?"

Yingqing replied: "Earlier, Master Xingchui told me that although the Immortal Pill is called the Immortal Pill, you must be pure-hearted and bathe in the brilliance of the divine bird every year to maintain your life. I am worried that the two of you will not last for 200 years. Years, in this kit, is the solution for the two of you as a teacher."

Huang Yan immediately said gratefully: "Thank you, Master!" Looking at the kit in his hand, he held it tightly.

Just after nightfall, Huang Yan came to the clean hot spring again alone. He let go of his hair, took off all the clothes on his body, walked into the hot spring with bare feet, and let the hot spring slowly smoke Caressing his own skin, then he gently closed his eyes and breathed lightly towards the night sky.

It was a half-moon night, and the moonlight shone on him, and he was also shining brightly in the moonlight. He didn't care that the tips of his silver-white hair were soaked in the hot spring water, and the water mist was hazy, so he also became the bright moon in the fairy pond.He is alone here, allowing him to think quietly and spend the night comfortably.

He looked at the full moon, and said to the moon: "If I leave Qingluan City again, I will still go back to the original place. As before, I will be the master in a glorious manner. The only difference from before is that Yanfeng has returned. Come to my side, I don't know if he will accept my style in the world, I hope...he really doesn't mind at all."

After a night, a new morning is ushered in, and the sun is shining all over the earth.In the Murong Villa on Yangui Island, Wuyan walked through the corridor alone, approached a room, saw the room was busy, came to Zi Zhuanyao, and opened his lips: "Mother, why are you looking for me?"

Zi Shiyao was looking at a piece of cloth, when she heard Wu Yan's voice, she turned her head and smiled and said: "The cloth dyeing room sent some new cloth over, it's just about to enter autumn, and I plan to make some clothes for you for your mother."

Wu Yan simply replied: "Okay."

Zi Shiyao then ordered the maid: "Come and have a measurement for the Young Master."

Hearing the sound, the two maids came to Wu Yan's side, one with a measuring ruler, the other with a pen and paper, Wu Yan opened his arms generously, stood still, and asked the maid to measure himself.

Zi Shiyao picked up the other horse and looked at it, then suddenly opened her lips and sighed: "It's a pity that the second sister left in a hurry. If I stay for a few more days, maybe I can make some new clothes for her!" Then she picked up another horse. A corner of the fabric in a box, I took a look: "This piece of purple grape pattern silk... If Xin Su is at home, he will definitely like it."

Wu Yan turned back and said casually: "Then leave it to him."

The maid measured the size for Wu Yan, and after writing it down clearly on the paper, she stepped aside, Wu Yan moved freely, looking at the fabric with Zi Zhuyao.After a moment of silence, Zi Zhuyao suddenly remembered, and suddenly said to him: "Speaking of which, why did that Mr. Yang Qingyuan go back so quickly? Do you think that the Murong family didn't entertain you well? I didn't even have time to prepare a present for my mother. .”

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, then said: "Mother is reluctant to let him go?"

Zi Shiyao explained: "It's not that he is reluctant, it's just that he is the younger brother of that Mr. Yang. Alas, the elder brother was killed in the Murong family, and everyone in the Murong family is very guilty, so it is appropriate to give him some gifts."

Wu Yan lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Zi Shiyao glanced at him, then smiled and said: "Back then, if my mother gave you a twin brother, maybe you would not be alone. This twin brother is really likable."

Wu Yan thought for a while, then said cleverly: "Mother gave birth to me at the age of 17, it's not too late to give birth to a younger brother or sister for me now!"

After Zi Shiyao heard this, she couldn't help but feel ashamed, but only regretted: "Ten years ago, I had this plan for my mother, but your father, a martial idiot, is either practicing martial arts or busy with the affairs of the Murong family. How can I have time to make a man for my mother."

Wu Yan boldly said: "I'll go and talk to my father." Then he turned around and left, walking too fast, before hearing Zi Zhuyao calling him not to hurry.

When he came to a small courtyard and walked into a small building, Wu Yan stopped and raised his hand to knock on the door. At this time, the sound of two men talking came from the room with the closed door, and The voice sounded like Murong Qinxue and Murong Qinmei.

"Is what the third brother said true? Wasn't it the ashes that were sent back to Xiyutai?"

"Back then, I just thought that what Wu Yan said made sense, so I kept my body. At that time, I also checked the wounds. Maybe it was because of the cold. The two wounds were frozen, and the blood should not be drained. Shallow, the cold wind blew all night, and there was still a wisp of body temperature, so I asked Wu Yan to send me a warming pill and a heart-protecting pill, and then sent someone back to Xiyu Terrace."

"If people really didn't die completely, then our Murong family can breathe a sigh of relief! But third brother, I don't know if I should tell you about the masked man in black who assassinated Yang Qingming..."

"Does Fourth Brother know the identity of that assassin?"

"At that time, you took people out to deal with Yang Qingming's affairs, so you didn't know that at that time, the current Supreme Emperor said... the sword that the assassin was holding belonged to Xuanjun Penglai! In other words, it was a disciple of my sister-in-law. .”

"What?! In this way, the Murong family is really involved in this matter?! Well, it's better not to let Mr. Qingyuan know about this matter."

Wu Yan was startled, and couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, thinking to himself: Su Zhongming... You really know who the masked man in black is, and you actually lied to me that you didn't know! ...A disciple of Xuanjun Penglai?I must investigate to the end!

Afterwards, he calmed down, raised a hand, knocked on the door, and called out while knocking: "Father."

The room immediately fell silent, and a moment later, the door in front of him opened, and the face of his biological father appeared in front of him.Murong Qinmei stared at him blankly, and asked, "Wu Yan? Why are you here? Let's talk first."

Wu Yan immediately followed her biological father into the room and closed the door tightly.Murong Qinmei sat down on the chair, Wu Yan glanced at his biological father and Murong Qinxue, he didn't sit down, but was willing to stand like this.

Murong Qinmei opened his lips and said concernedly: "Just now, did you hear what father and your uncle said here?"

Wu Yan didn't dare to lie, so he replied: "I... heard half of it."

Murong Qinmei couldn't help sighing, and only told: "It's about the reputation of the Murong family, you have to keep your mouth shut like your cousin, and don't say anything!"

Wu Yan nodded lightly, and agreed with a 'hmm'.

Only then did Murong Qinmei turn to the main topic and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wu Yan replied: "I want to beg Dad to put down his busy schedule occasionally and spend time with my mother."

Murong Qinmei was slightly stunned: "Why did you make such a request suddenly? Isn't your mother doing well!"

Wu Yan simply explained: "I want you to add a younger brother to me."

After hearing this, Murong Qinmei was stunned immediately, the room fell silent for a while, and after a while, the silence was only broken by a loud laughter, the owner of this voice was Murong Qinxue who had been listening quietly for a while.

After restraining his laughter, Murong Qinxue opened his lips and persuaded Murong Qinmei: "Okay, okay! Wu Yan is right, fourth brother, you have made Wu Yan lonely for so many years, you should give him a younger brother It's time for sister!"

Murong Qinmei hurriedly replied: "Third brother! Since I became the head of the family, I have been busy with this and that, but how can I add another person to the Murong family? You are not embarrassing me..."

Murong Qinxue persuaded: "Fourth brother, this opportunity is rare! If you are too busy, I can manage the Murong family for you for half a year, what do you think?"

Murong Qinmei was very helpless: "Third brother. If you get married, it would be great to leave the matter of childbirth to you."

Murong Qinxue said seriously: "What do you have to do with me? Now your wife and children want you to add children to the family."

Murong Qinmei put on a look of resignation, and had no choice but to say: "Okay then. After autumn, you will be the acting head of the family, and the affairs of the Murong family will be entrusted to you for half a year."

Seeing that his biological father had agreed to add a child, Wu Yan couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly blurted out: "Thank you, father!"

Murong Qinxue laughed again and said: "After autumn, it is suitable for nourishment, but remember to stew nourishing yang and strengthening bone soup."

Murong Qinmei seemed ashamed, and couldn't help but blurted out: "It's alright, third brother! My body is very healthy! It's okay if I don't drink that stuff!"

After Wu Yan finished explaining the matter, he didn't intend to continue to listen, but said to his biological father: "Father, then I'll go and tell my mother what father promised." After speaking, he heard his biological father promise "go" and walked out .

The author says:

The six elders of Qingluan City:

Founder and Chief Elder - Xuanwen Hemao (male), IX (male), Half Immortal Taoist - Yingqing (male), Yaoguang Daoist (female), Star Chui Refiner (female), Master - Yan Yan (male).

The Immortal Pill is the masterpiece of the star chain refiner.