White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

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Qingkou plum blossoms are gradually covered with branches, but the dark fragrance hidden in the stamens has long been unbearable, and it flows in the flower forest early. Two tall and handsome figures passed through the flower forest, accompanied by two maids quietly behind them.

"I don't know if the two distinguished guests like wintersweet too? On Yangui Island, wintersweet is one of the most planted flowers and trees." The tone is gentle, and the voice is like when the cardamom is in its prime. The smile on the corner of the lips is also She is gentle and pleasant, no matter how many and thick skirts she wears, she can't cover the slightly raised curvature of her lower abdomen.

"I smell its fragrance, which is refreshing and elegant. Is this probably the reason why the owner's wife loves plum blossoms?" Huang Yan replied happily.

Zi Shiyao continued without hesitation: "This wintersweet grove has also been witnessed by me taking three distinguished guests for a walk here in the past ten years."

Huang Yan was curious, glanced at Zhu Yanfeng, and asked: "I think the two of us should be one of the 'three honored guests' mentioned by the owner's wife, so who is the third?"

Zi Shiyao generously informed: "It's a young man named Yang."

Huang Yan pretended not to know, and replied politely: "In this Jianghu, there are very few people with the surname Yang. Is this person a businessman, or a knight in the Jianghu? Or, is he a dignitary?"

Zhu Yanfeng felt strange when he heard the words, and looked at Huang Yan puzzled, but Huang Yan looked ahead calmly, as if he didn't notice his gaze.

Zi Shiyao replied: "He met my son, he is a chivalrous man." She couldn't help but sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that he was unlucky, and he was killed. Even though it was on Yangui Island, the Murong family still didn't able to keep him.”

Huang Yanru replied politely: "The world is like this. Fighting and killing are not surprising. Either you live by the sword or you die by the sword - this is the fate of people in the world. Madam, if you marry, you will be rich and unrivaled." The incomparable Murong family is really a blessing."

Zi Zhuyao didn't want to talk too much about bloody topics, and suddenly said: "My son said, both of you are from Qingluan City. The Murong family has some relationship with Qingluan City."

Huang Yan continued: "We just borrowed the light of the city lord."

Zi Zhuyao's eyes suddenly fell on Zhu Yanfeng: "We have been talking all the way until now, why don't you see Mr. Zhu talking?"

Zhu Yanfeng smiled apologetically, and only replied: "Usually he talks a lot, and I'm used to being a listener."

Zi Zhuyao was curious: "Do you two often get together?"

Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help looking at Huang Yan, and lowered his eyes at the same time, Huang Yan didn't answer, Zhu Yanfeng replied instead: "We are inseparable, it was like this in the past, and it will be like this in the future."

Zi Shiyao was slightly stunned: "Then get married and start a business?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied generously: "I am his home, and he is my home."

Zi Shiyao seemed to understand but did not understand, but just because they were chatting casually, she stopped asking the two of them in detail, and led the two of them through the wintersweet forest, and said generously: "If you two like this kind of floral fragrance, please wait for me to tell you what to do." Pick it up, make it into a sachet, and give it to the two as a meeting gift."

Huang Yan's love for plum blossoms is actually just so-so, but after finally setting foot on Yangui Island, he is forming a friendship with the Murong family and left a good impression, so he made a happy attitude for this chess game: "Thank you, Zhuangzhu lady!"

Leaving Hualin, walking through the stone steps of the mountain path, I happened to meet Murong Qinmei, Zi Shiyao was still leading the people behind her forward, Murong Qinmei stopped deliberately, watched her walk in front of him, She said: "You see that your stomach is getting bigger, so let other people do the work of entertaining distinguished guests. Wouldn't it be better to have a good pregnancy?"

Zi Shiyao didn't mind and said: "Doctors say that if you walk around a lot and exercise, your birth will be smoother. I don't think it's too far away from dinner, so I want to go out for a walk."

Murong Qinmei asked, "How long have you been away?"

Zi Shiyao replied: "It's almost an hour."

Murong Qinmei persuaded: "After walking for almost an hour, it's time to sit down and rest." Immediately ordered the two maids who followed behind her: "Send Madam to the living room quickly."

Zi Shiyao was afraid of neglecting the guests, so she cared: "I'm going back, who will entertain the distinguished guests?"

Murong Qinmei said generously: "Me!"

Zi Shiyao felt relieved a little, turned her head and said to Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng: "You two distinguished guests, please allow me to entertain you inconveniently. When dinner is ready, I will make up two more."

Huang Yan responded: "The owner's wife is too polite, we should have wronged the owner's wife just now, please go back slowly."

Zi Zhuyao didn't say any more polite words, and walked away. Two maids hurried forward and followed Zi Zhuyao to leave.Murong Qinmei stared at his beloved wife for a while before withdrawing his eyes in peace of mind, and said to Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng: "Now there are only three of us left, but I'm just a businessman, and I don't know about elegance. If you don't mind, how about we exchange martial arts to pass the time?"

Huang Yan happily agreed: "Okay!"

Murong Qinmei said again: "When I came out of the house, I didn't bring a spear or sword, so I can only practice boxing with bare hands."

Huang Yan said generously: "It's okay, we have also learned boxing."

Murong Qinmei glanced around: "It's not convenient to flex your muscles here, why don't you find a convenient place along the way?"

Huang Yanru said generously, "That's fine."

The three of them walked slowly for a while, and came across a small forest. The ground was already covered with golden yellow ginkgo leaves, like a huge carpet. It was hard to tell where it was soil and where it was a path made of stone slabs. .

Murong Qinmei stopped, turned around, and asked: "Which of the two will come first?" Zhu Yanfeng stopped in front of Huang Yan without saying a word, and volunteered to answer: "I'll come first." As soon as he took a step, Huang Yan suddenly pulled him back, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "You can't lose to him!"

Zhu Yanfeng glanced back at Huang Yan, and agreed: "Don't worry!" He strode up to Murong Qinmei, and bowed his hands to Murong Qinmei: "Please!" Murong Qinmei bowed his hands back, and then the two punched up.

Huang Yan just sat down cross-legged on the spot, propped his chin with his hands, and watched the competition happily, but his eyes stayed on Zhu Yanfeng from the beginning to the end, and while watching, he felt nympho in his heart: My senior brother is still so handsome!Whether it is iron or martial arts!

The fists of the two fighters are very strong, and the pulse of the fists is also very smooth. The fists and feet respond sensitively, just like practicing calligraphy on the ground. The ginkgo leaves on the ground are like splashes of ink, blown by the wind of the fists, and gently fluttering around. The original soil is exposed, and the two pairs of arms are like four dragons grabbing pearls, sometimes intertwined and sometimes intertwined, and the four legs collide like tigers in sumo wrestling. The wide sleeves dance with the wind, but because of the proficient boxing skills, the hands are not bound.

For a long time, when the two were fighting in full swing, suddenly countless frosty white cotton waddings fell from the sky, slow and sparse, and immediately melted when they landed, making people feel cold when they fell on the body. It was the first snow in the twelfth lunar month, Huang Yan had to look away, Looking up at the sky, he hugged his cold arm.

He began to feel cold, and unexpectedly a wide-sleeved gown was draped over his head. Huang Yan couldn't help being slightly stunned. At the same time, a voice came from above his head, telling him: "Unexpectedly, this year's first snow fell on today. Come on, get up soon, let's go back and avoid it."

Huang Yan recognized Zhu Yanfeng's voice, and immediately stood up, only to realize that Zhu Yanfeng took off his clothes and put it on his head, regretfully said: "I was distracted and missed your victory or defeat."

Murong Qinmei stepped forward, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about the ending, it's just a draw." Looking at the snow curtain, he also regretted, "Originally, after this round, I also want to compete with Mr. Wenren. Yes, it’s a pity that the weather is not beautiful.” Immediately, he was the first to take the two people to the dining room to avoid the snow.

After Yang Xinsu walked for a while in the corridor, she stopped suddenly, squinted at the back slightly, and had no choice but to say: "Stop following me secretly!" Yang Xinsu turned to face him, with an unhappy face, and said: "You are not in the palace, what are you doing at my house?"

Li Zhen knew that he couldn't hide it, so he walked into the bright place generously, walked into Yang Xinsu's vision, opened his lips and replied: "I wrote to you, but I haven't received your reply, so let's take a look." Your recent situation."

Yang Xinsu was slightly stunned: "You wrote to me? I didn't receive any letter..."

Li Zhen didn't blame him at all, and it doesn't matter if he sees the people he met now: "Maybe it was lost on the way to deliver it, but it doesn't matter anymore." Looking at the familiar outfit in front of him, he took the opportunity to bring up the old things: "Then Day, before you left the palace, you left a mask in my bedroom..."

Yang Xinsu thought of that incident as soon as she heard it. Facing the investigation, she was both terrified and ashamed. She turned her face away and denied it: "What mask? That day, I packed my bags and came back with Uncle Wuyan."

Li Zhen couldn't help being slightly surprised when he heard the words, and was speechless for a while, but from Yang Xinsu's expression, he could tell that he was lying, but faced with such a lie, he was speechless.

After a moment of silence, Yang Xinsu raised a smile and interrupted the embarrassing atmosphere: "Since you came to my house today, I will take you for a walk. My house is very big, and it will take several days to finish it!"

With such kindness, Li Zhen really wanted to agree immediately, but he had no choice but to say: "Xinsu. Actually, I came here secretly, maybe I can only stay in Yangui Island for one day, maybe I will go back tomorrow."

Yang Xinsu looked at Li Zhen, suppressed her smile, and lowered her eyes to complain: "I practice martial arts very hard, if you stay for a few more days, I can just take you around and rest for a few more days..."

Li Zhen apologized: "Xin Su, I'm sorry."

Yang Xinsu looked out of the corridor: "It's snowing, let's go into the house to warm up." Then he turned and walked forward, Li Zhen followed his pace and went to the dining room together.

At night, Huang Yan leaned lightly in front of the guardrail of the building, looked at the snow scene for a while, then turned his head and asked: "What do you think of this Yangui Island?" Zhu Yanfeng who was standing beside him replied bluntly: "It's a beautiful island. Good place!"

Huang Yan asked again: "Then what do you think of the Murong family?"

Zhu Yanfeng was puzzled: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Huang Yan deliberately didn't explain clearly: "What do you think?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "If you talk about character, the members of the Murong family are very sincere and considerate to visitors. If you talk about martial arts, the Murong family's boxing skills are really good. The owner of the village has strong palms and solid foot skills. , I don’t know how to use swordsmanship.”

Huang Yan said: "Even if you said that, it means that I have a good vision."

Zhu Yanfeng jokingly said: "It's a pity that you didn't adopt your daughter back then, otherwise, you can get married if you marry the young master."

Huang Yan smiled lightly, but replied seriously: "Yes, if my adoptive daughter is a few years younger than him, the plan back then could be easily completed."