White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Chop off a section of broken thoughts◎

This trip, Huang Yan did not return to Qingluan City so quickly. After leaving Miyagi today, he walked through the busy street and came to Qingyuchun Tea House again. He entered a private room and sat alone behind a screen with a table While drinking tea, you can enjoy the scenery outside through the large circular carved window.

After a long while, the door of the private room opened, Zhu Yunzhan entered the box, walked around the screen, came to the table, held hands to Huang Yan, and respectfully called 'I have met Daqing'.

Huang Yan glanced at him and said, "Sit down."

Zhu Yunzhan was more respectful than obedient, and immediately sat down at the front of the table, but did not dare to move the teacup.

Huang Yan generously picked up an empty cup, placed it in front of Zhu Yunzhan's desk, picked up the teapot, and was about to pour warm tea into the empty cup.Zhu Yunzhan was flattered, and immediately said: "Don't dare to bother Your Majesty! The subordinates can pour tea by themselves!"

Huang Yan still filled the teacup with tea, and replied: "In Jinling Pavilion, you belong to the most beautiful, intelligent, upright and upright person. I taught you a few years ago, so I take good care of you. I hope you will be able to stand out from the blue. Now you are too." Daqing Ben has not been disappointed. Come, drink this cup of tea."

Zhu Yunzhan picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and took another sip before finishing the cup of tea, not daring to drink it too fast.

Huang Yan poured a second cup for him, he looked down at the tea in the cup, then looked at Huang Yan, he dared not touch the cup for a while.At this time, the door suddenly opened, and the waiter entered into the private room with a tray of delicacies, put the delicacies one by one on the table, and said "guests, please take your time" before retreating and closing the door. opened the door.

There was no one else in the private room, after Huang Yan took a sip of tea, he said with great reminiscence: "In the past, when I was traveling, I met a child on the street, he looked quite pitiful, and he was somewhat similar to the one I loved. He said his name, and stated that his biological mother was betrayed by his father and poisoned by his uncle. He was lonely and helpless, so I adopted him, but he lost his ambition and finally went to a dead end." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help feeling regretful. sighed.

Zhu Yunzhan stared blankly at Huang Yan when he heard the words, thinking that he was also alone, but he hesitated to speak, and bowed his head slightly.Huang Yan said again: "You also lost your parents when you were young. It's quite pitiful. I want to help your parents take over you and refine your cultivation. If you want, you can worship me as your master."

Zhu Yunzhan was stunned at the moment, and it took a moment to react to those calm eyes, then moved back, made a gap in front of the table, kowtowed, bluntly bumped his forehead on the back of his hand, and called out in a clear voice. Master'.

Huang Yan was overjoyed, and ordered: "Get up. It's noon now, let's have lunch with Master."

Zhu Yunzhan agreed with "Yes, Master" and immediately straightened her upper body, approached the table, held the cuff of her right hand with her left hand, picked up the teapot with her right hand, and poured a cup of tea for Huang Yan: "Master, please use it."

Huang Yan simply picked up the teacup, drank the tea in the cup happily, and then the two chatted. Unlike the past, this time they didn't talk about tasks, they just chatted and laughed casually, and half a day passed in a blink of an eye.

Outside the gate of the teahouse, Huang Yan was respectfully sent away, and Zhu Yunzhan dared to leave with peace of mind. Today's mood is happier than before, and it happens that there are no new murders in the past few days. After returning, he fought with his companions in Jinling Pavilion He said hello, and rode to the Pingchao Wuchang in Guangling County.

He was born in a very ordinary Yanliuzhu family in Guangling County. The old bustard's biological mother was afraid that he would be bullied because of his birth, and was surprised that he liked to play with wooden swords. When he was five years old, she sent him to Went to Pingchao Wuchang to study and practice martial arts.After his biological mother passed away due to illness, Yanliuzhu went bankrupt. He was instructed by Pingchao Wuchang and chose to join Qingluan City Gate. The Pingchao Wuchang is left.

Leading the horse through the street where people come and go, the road under his feet leads to his destination. He has been away from Pingchao Wuchang for six years, and this is the first time he has come back to take a look at Pingchao Wuchang. .The journey was very peaceful, but he didn't realize that he was actually being followed halfway.

From the back of the corner, a pretty woman's face suddenly appeared, her lips were slightly pursed, her eyes were fixed on Zhu Yunzhan's figure moving in the busy traffic, and when Zhu Yunzhan approached, she lowered herself and leaned on her shoulders to support her. He held his wisteria-patterned oil-paper umbrella for sunshade and rain, and then walked quickly into the crowd, bumping into Zhu Yunzhan's side on purpose.

Zhu Yunzhan was stunned for a moment, then stopped, seeing that the person he bumped into was a girl, he didn't ask who bumped into whom, but asked concerned: "Girl, are you not hurt?"

The woman looked up at Zhu Yunzhan, pretending to be surprised and said: "Brother! How could it be you? What a coincidence!"

Zhu Yunzhan was slightly stunned, with confusion floating on her face, before opening her lips, the woman said again: "Brother, do you still remember your sister? I am Zhayue, and I studied and practiced martial arts with Brother Zhu at Pingchao Wuchang!"

Zhu Yunzhan couldn't help but look at the woman in front of her who was wearing a tea-white blouse with a lotus pattern and a light red cross-neck collar, a light red waist-length pleated skirt, a treasure-shaped silk silk black long-length armor, cloud-patterned toe shoes, and a long sword hanging on her waist. Miaoyan girl replied: "I seem to have a little impression, are you the junior sister of the class next door?"

Fu Zhayue was happy and immediately replied: "That's right! Brother Zhu really hasn't forgotten me." He hurriedly asked again: "Brother is also going back to Pingchao Wuchang? I happen to be the same, why don't we go together?"

When Zhu Yunzhan learned that the two had the same destination, she readily agreed, said "yes" and continued to move forward. Zhayue was very happy, raised one hand to her brow, and clenched it into a fist to secretly celebrate the first step Success, and then quickly catch up with Zhu Yunzhan's back.

At this time, on the boundless sea, a small boat drifted slowly to the south. There was only Shangyuan Hexiang on the small boat, standing in the middle of the small boat, holding the oars in both hands, rowing leisurely, with a small bundle placed at the stern.The sea breeze kept blowing on her face, her heart was as firm as a stone, and she still rowed forward, and came to the shore of Jinfeng Island.

Parked the boat at the dock where the boat was moored, tied it to a wooden stake with a hemp rope, and Shangyuan Hexiang picked up the burden and left the dock, but not to Qingluan City, but to the northwest. In the deserted place, thousands of tombstones stand among the withered thatch, and the small rectangular tombstones are only engraved with names and taboos. The decaying breath of death fills the mountain, and disturbing crows sometimes fly and sometimes stay on the top of the tombstones .

Among the messy tombstones, one is bigger and wider than the others. On the front is engraved with 'Previous Guardian of Qingluan City' in small characters, and 'Huang Yan's Tomb' in large characters. A tall tombstone has grown from the base of the tombstone. The weeds almost covered the tombstone.

Shangyuan Hexiang squatted down and kept away the weeds. When he saw the tombstone, he couldn't help muttering: "He's right, there is indeed the tomb of the adoptive father here." Then he drew a sharp blade from the sheath around his waist and removed the weeds. , and took out a bunch of incense sticks and incense candles from the bundle, opened the paper seal, inserted them in front of the tombstone, lit the incense sticks, and the smoke rose and smoked away the crows wandering around.

Standing up and looking at the tombstone in front of him, Shangyuan He Xiang murmured again: "Father... are you really buried here? The first time He Xiang saw your true face was when he betrayed you. Now, He Xiang sees someone who looks exactly like his adoptive father, and this person happens to be from Qingluan City, it seems too coincidental."

The sparks on the incense stick head devour the incense bit by bit. The aroma of sandalwood drifts with the wind in the smoke, and gradually becomes stronger, allowing the ghosts around to scramble for it. The more ghosts there are, the faster the incense sticks and joss sticks will burn. After only a while, most of them have been burned.

Half an hour later, Shangyuan Hexiang was still reluctant to leave. At this moment, a figure appeared in the distance, walking slowly towards the huge cemetery, and a familiar voice drifted into his ears with the wind.

"Senior sister can't be found anywhere in Hongcheng. It turns out that senior sister has come here."

Shangyuan He Xiang looked back and saw that the person who came was indeed Su Zhongming, so he asked curiously: "You came out to look for me on purpose, how did you know I would come here?"

Su Zhongming replied honestly: "Actually, I didn't know that senior sister would come here, but I was thinking about it, thinking that I once told senior sister that Huang Yan's tomb is here, and I just came here to try my luck. I didn't expect...Senior sister actually It's really here." Glancing at the tombstone and incense sticks, he added, "I never imagined that Huang Yan would still be thinking about it."

Shangyuan Hexiang said as a matter of course: "The kindness of Didi Ganlu will never be forgotten in my life. What's so strange about being my adoptive father in the past and forever being my adoptive father."

Su Zhongming couldn't help but said: "That year, when you said you wanted to help me wipe out the Mufeng Society, I thought that my senior sister was a ruthless and ungrateful idiot who only cared about my own interests. I didn't expect that my senior sister still had some kind of affection..."

Shangyuan He Xiang simply said: "You see me too simply."

Knowing the preciousness of time, Su Zhongming cut straight to the point: "Senior Sister's family members are very worried about Senior Sister, so hurry back!"

Shangyuan He Xiang raised the corners of his lips, turned around, and faced Su Zhongming: "Before I go back, you have to answer me a question."

Su Zhongming asked, "What's the problem?"

Shangyuan He Xiang said bluntly: "Tell me, what is the origin of Wenren Wuji?"

Su Zhongming lowered his head and remained silent for a while, only said: "Huang Yan's tomb is right beside you, you still have doubts about Wuji..."

Shangyuan Hexiang smiled slightly: "Do I need to remind you again? I was there when my adoptive father's mask fell off! After my adoptive father was executed by Qingluan City, how could the leader of the Jinling Pavilion in Qingluan City just happen to Looks like my adoptive father?"

Su Zhongming just continued to pretend to be stupid, and calmly persuaded: "I don't know much about Wuji's origin. If senior sister would doubt Wuji because of his appearance, why doesn't he look similar to Zhu Yanfeng? Anyway, Huang Yan is Elders, Wuji is a junior, senior sister, please stop thinking about it. While it's still early, shall I take you back?"

Shangyuan He Xiang sighed, and only asked: "Since you have come to Jinfeng Island, Qingluan City is also nearby, do you plan to enter Qingluan City?"

Su Zhongming simply said: "I just came here to look for my senior sister to go back! I don't have any important things to do, so staying in Qingluan City is also boring."

Shangyuan Hexiang looked at the sky: "Are you sending me back to Pingjing, or Hongcheng?"

Su Zhongming replied: "Go back to Pingjing first, Hongli is also in Pingjing, let him see you and report your safety."

Shangyuan Hexiang picked up the burden, and took the lead to walk through the weeds and thatch that reached his waist. Su Zhongming glanced at Huang Yan's tombstone, as well as the incense sticks and incense candles, before turning around and walking slowly. Behind Shangyuan Hexiang.