What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

No, not birds, but people.

Across this distance, Xu Chuilu's eyes should be indistinguishable from ghosts, human beings and animals. She can't see the other person's appearance clearly, but she knows that it is Xiao Fangdao.

There's no way, the fan-shaped graph against common sense floating on her shoulder is unparalleled in the world, more eye-catching than the shining halo of number one in the world on her head.

Her black cloak was like a fluttering bird feather—the felt was thick, but it couldn't resist the violent internal force and the whistling wind, fluttering pitifully up and down.

The owner of the cloak landed in front of her silently and precisely, just like the old black mountain demon who had chosen the weak scholar who was traveling alone in the snow mountain as his prey, and would open his mouth to suck her soul in the next moment.

"..."

Xu Chuilu didn't know why she was shaking, anyway, she was shaking.

Xiao Fangdao's eyes fell on the burden on her back, and then he stretched out his hand to untie the knot and remove the heavy object, freeing her shoulders.If this set of movements is rough, it looks like a robber, and if it is gentle, it looks like a servant, but when she does it, it is neither reckless nor intimate, but rather straightforward and calm.

She took off her cloak and tied her bundle.

Xu Chuilu was a little dazed: Is she going to help me with my backpack?

In order to show the friendliness of reciprocity, Xu Cuilu took the initiative to pick up the dark flannelette, intending to help her share some of it. She gently pulled the corner of the cloak, but it didn't move.

...well, it's embarrassing.

Xiao Fangdao glanced at her, and shook off the cloak on his left arm.

Xu Chuilu's eyes suddenly went dark, and her head and face were covered with black fluff, and the fabric was just enough to cover her tightly from head to toe.

?

It seems that the robbers will cover each other's head like this before hitting someone.

Xu Chuilu didn't dare to move.

If you are passive, you will be beaten. Although you haven't been beaten, being hugged by Xiao Fangdao is better than being beaten.

She is like a huge boulder or a section of tree trunk being held up by the other party's hands. Without this cloak, she would probably look like a princess hugging her, but under the black cloth wrapping, Xu Chuilu is sure that others will think that Xiao Fangdao is holding her It's a corpse.

Although Xu Chuilu didn't want to be treated as a corpse, she was more afraid of being thrown down the mountain because of angering Xiao Fangdao.

Xiao Fangdao's arm strength and lightness skills are naturally unquestionable, but she still grabbed her collar a little nervously - because she didn't have the guts to hug her neck.

Pressing against the other person's chest, she was shocked to find that her heartbeat and breathing were too steady. At such a speed, there was no sign of disorder. If it were her, she might not even be so quiet when she fell asleep.

"I have seen the Sect Master."

"The disciple has seen..."

She didn't know where Xiao Fangdao had gone, but when such calls filled her ears and faded away, she knew they had entered the mountain gate.

But Xiao Fangdao still didn't let her go, probably because he thought she was too slow and planned to do it in one step.

Finally, after the door was broken open with a bang, she landed on both feet.

Xu Chuilu hurriedly took off the cloak, shook off a layer of snowflakes on it at the door, and handed it to Xiao Fangdao respectfully.

The other party grabbed a corner and threw it to the small case on the left.

This room seems to be the main hall for discussion, the furnishings are simple and solemn, and it has the majestic style of the martial arts school.

Besides the two of them, there were also water ripples and wind talismans sitting on the guest seats.

As soon as Xiao Fangdao arrived, they hurriedly stood up to greet each other: "Sect Master."

Even though their heads were lowered, the gazes of the two still drifted involuntarily to where Xu Chuilu was.

After all, the way she appeared on the stage was too eye-catching.

"continue."

Xiao Fangdao spit out two words coldly.

Xu Chuilu rolled up his sleeves.

Seems to have strayed into the scene of the Ruthless Sect high-level meeting?Continuing means that they were already discussing matters just now?So, Xiao Fangdao suddenly ran out halfway to get her back?Is this necessary?

Although the room was filled with an uninterruptible atmosphere, Xu Chuilu had someone to worry about and something to worry about, so he had to intervene: "Sovereign, how is Xuanjian doing now? Is there a cure for the poison on her body?"

Xiao Fangdao slowed down his tone: "It's solved, and Master Bixu will take care of it, so don't worry."

"Understood..."

How long has it been?It will take some time to prepare the antidote, how can it be so fast?

"Before you came back, someone had already delivered the antidote." Xiao Fangdao explained, "The person who poisoned did not intend to hurt others, and the dose was very light, most likely as a warning."

Such a devious way of poisoning and urging poison is just to warn?

This is no more reassuring than for the purpose of killing.

"I see."

Xiao Fangdao looked at her: "I wanted to talk to them about something important, so I brought you here. You can stay if you want to listen, and you can go back to the house if you don't want to listen."

What is this proposition?

Xu Chuilu thought about it carefully: Although she went down the mountain with Xuanjian, she was the only one who really needed to buy goods. Xuanjian was just accompanying her, and only Xuanjian was poisoned on the way, and she was safe and sound. It is indeed a bit suspicious. .But Xiao Fangdao came to pick her up, it should be Xuanjian who said good things for her. After Xuanjian was poisoned, he couldn't say that he had meritorious service, but there was no mistake, Xiao Fangdao would not really doubt her.

Zongmen affairs can be big or small, if she leaves at this time, it will show that she has no intention of meddling, if she stays on her own initiative... in the eyes of different people, it will have different meanings.

It's hard to choose.

[Main task: "Observe" has been triggered, task reward: an explanation of the term. ]

Chaolu's voice appeared just in time.

[It’s really you, watch the game and listen in, it sounds simple, but last time I won the reward by playing on my own, which is completely beyond the scope of "watching the game". 】

[You completed a hidden mission last time. ]

[What's the difference!It's fishing! 】

[So you're not going to complete this quest? ]

【...You tell me first, the task reward means that I can choose a noun arbitrarily, and then let the system give an explanation? 】

[Yes. ]

[Can you guarantee accuracy and completeness? 】

[Do everything we can.But absolute accuracy and completeness do not exist. ]

This reward is obviously inferior compared to normal level, so the task itself should not be too difficult.But as far as the current difficulty in obtaining effective information is concerned, a noun explanation is still very valuable.

[Okay, I will do it. 】

Xu Chuilu walked to the most remote wooden chair, and said to Xiao Fangdao: "Okay, I will sit here and not disturb your discussions."

Shui Lian and Feng Talisman's expressions froze—okay, the third hall master is no longer named but has a real name.

Xiao Fangdao couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, and quickly got to the point: "Fengfu, when did you meet Bai Xingyun and how many times have you met?"

Feng Fu bit his lower lip and whispered: "A year ago, I only saw that one time."

"A year ago? The month you left in anger?"

"Well, at that time, Shui Lian had just become the head of the hall, and I was assigned to share a lot of affairs in the sect. When I was free, I heard that the head said that I lacked experience, so I left a letter and went down the mountain."

Xiao Fangdao raised his eyebrows: "Before, I thought you were young and high-spirited. I never asked you how you practiced. May I tell you now?"

Fengfu nodded: "I will tell the truth. At that time, I thought that I had experienced the change of Mingliguan and stayed in the Jueqing sect for several years. Even though I was only young, I would not lose to my older peers. And many of my classmates On the surface, she admired me, but in private she said that I was an innocent yellow-haired girl, and she was not as respectful to me as Shui Lian. I once asked a female disciple why, and she said that I like to judge people with beauty, but I don’t understand the relationship between men and women. Things are unkind and always embarrassing. I understand what she means, although our practice is cautious but not restrained, they refused to accept that I did not "taste" it but "get rid of it" and privately called me hypocritical."

Xu Chuilu listened carefully, it was really hard not to pay attention to this kind of topic.

Unfeeling Sect does not allow disciples to marry, but it does not pay attention to abstinence and asceticism like Buddhism. Disciples can also form Taoist couples and stay together for a lifetime, but they are not allowed to have children and multiply like ordinary couples, so that martial arts are abandoned. Not heartless.

Xiao Fangdao's face darkened slightly, as if he was thinking.

She has always regarded this little junior sister as her own sister. Although she no longer regarded herself as a senior sister after the founding of the sect, she treated her better than before. Being bullied.However, in the way of the world, she always regards Fengfu as a child, teaching and protecting is more important than communicating and looking up.

And Fengfu has a stubborn personality, and he would not run to her and cry like Shui Lian after suffering, and always wanted to solve it by himself... Without guidance, it is inevitable that things will go wrong.

"Actually, I know everything. I'm just a man I don't like. They are so rough, how can I have sex?" Feng Fu pursed his mouth, "I think, maybe it's because all I see are warriors, so I can't see them." It would make people feel bored and boring. After going down the mountain, I deliberately went to the legendary "land of beauty" - Qingmei, where it is really beautiful, almost made me forget the unpleasantness."

"Do you think that you have seen so many glamorous skins, but you still haven't moved, which is enough to prove that you are a 'no desire' person?" Xiao Fangdao said with a smile.

Fengfu was stunned, showing a bit of embarrassment from being guessed: "The suzerain is right, I played in Qingmei for a few days contentedly, and felt that this experience was indeed effective, but..."

"Meet Bai Xingyun?"

"Yes."

Xiao Fangdao stared into her pupils: "I just want to ask you, which party forced you to act?"

Xu Chuilu opened his eyes wide.

Feng Fu's eyes froze, and he said stiffly: "...No one is forcing anyone, we don't know each other's identity, because of mutual affection, we..."

Xiao Fangdao's eyebrows grew cold: "Ah Fu, you haven't lied to me for a long time, and you are so unfamiliar with lying, how can people believe you?"

Xu Chuilu couldn't help feeling pity for Fengfu, and felt that such a fact was not easy to press, since it was already over anyway, so why bother to stab someone's sore spot.

Feng Fu's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth: "It's... I, I forced him, but he didn't refuse me."

Xiao Fangdao's expression was complicated, one hand was already pressed between his eyebrows, and he sighed: "You... well, I knew it."

?

what do you know?

What is this unfolding?

In addition to Xu Chuilu, Shui Lian also showed a look of panic, and quickly moved a few inches away from the wind talisman.

"What happened to him at that time? Injured or poisoned?" Xiao Fangdao continued to question plausibly as if he had never said the phrase "just ask one question".

"...all of them." The Feng Talisman had already buried his head deeply into the socket of his neck.

Ah this.

The author has something to say: I just saw yesterday's comment: Shocked, this year's readers are so fierce, they actually asked the author to send a knife!

Take a closer look: Oh, it's the knife that put the knife.