Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

As soon as these words came out, Zitao knew: "It turns out that the wound on his hand was burned by you!"

Cheng Yunzhi coughed in embarrassment, while Ah Si took a step back and lowered his head guiltily.

He came out to smooth things over: "It's not your fault. It's really hard to control your emotions when you see your loved ones leave."

Ash was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, he raised his head resolutely, and said to Cheng Yuzhi: "I owe you a favor, if you need anything in the future, if you come to me, you will never refuse."

A voice came from the door: "He doesn't need it."

Everyone in the room turned their heads and saw a young man in snow clothes stepping over the threshold from the outside. Seeing everyone looking over, his expression remained unchanged.

Cheng Yuzhi's eyes lit up, and even his voice softened: "A Yan, you're back!"

A Si also looked at him with everyone's eyes, thinking in his heart: So this is the "A Yan" that Cheng Yun said.

He is indeed a Taoist cultivator with an immortal style, completely like a sword cultivator.

Just like their sharp natal swords.

what.

He subconsciously looked at the opponent's waist, but did not find the existence of the long sword. He couldn't help thinking about why he immediately identified the opponent as a sword repairman.

Just when he was full of thoughts, Cheng Yuzhi had already left behind the table and leaned close to him, even a little black hair beside his cheek was sweetly curled up.

Mr. Cheng pretended that there was no such thing as a 'surprise'.

Ask him intentionally: "You left first, why didn't you inform me in advance?"

Gu Yan Wensheng: "I thought it could be done before the end of the convening meeting, but something happened and I had to go back and deal with it."

Cheng Yunzhi heard some meaning from these words.

His face froze: "Uh... this, that is to say, you left the convening meeting halfway?"

Gu Yan: "Yes."

It turns out that the person who resembles Gu Yan is not his husband at all!

No wonder it never looked back.

Cheng Yuzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and made jokes, trying to confuse this matter.

Gu Yan didn't let him go, grabbed his hand and stroked the dark marks on Cheng Yun's hand: "What is this?"

There was already a hint of anger in his voice.

Cheng Yuzhi unnaturally wanted to pull his finger back, but when he heard A Si step forward behind him, he said loudly, "I'm sorry!"

Gu Yan's eyes left the beautiful young man, and lightly fell on Ah Si, looking at the young fellow Taoist.

He looks younger than Zitao, with a young face, delicate features, big and round pupils, and when he looks at people, he always raises his chin unconsciously.

I can't guarantee it, but maybe it will be the one Cheng Yuzhi likes.

The slightly loose force immediately clenched tightly, and Cheng Yuzhi didn't pull it out no matter what.

His first reaction was: the hair tie was about to break again.

Gu Yan looked down at him: "Has Yunzhi forgiven him?"

Cheng Yuzhi sighed, not knowing what his fate would be next: "It's not a big deal, the kid is in trouble, I have to help."

Bai Ci suddenly grabbed Zitao, trying to drag him outside.

Zitao couldn't help struggling, and just about to say a few more words, he suddenly realized that the atmosphere in the room was not right, so he froze, mumbled and followed Bai Ci away, walking quickly.

Cheng Yuzhi patted Gu Yan reassuringly, motioning him to let go.

He drew his tone: "You hurt me."

As soon as these words came out, the strength in his hand instantly relaxed, but he was reluctant to let go, pinching his fingers loosely like aggrieved, refusing to let go.

Cheng Yuzhi turned his head and looked at Ah Si: "You go back first."

Ah Si answered immediately: "But you..."

Cheng Yuzhi shook his head, but didn't continue his words: "If I'm right, your master should let you leave here with your eldest brother, and return to your hometown to be buried in peace."

In the silence of the room, Ah Si said softly: "My elder brother was murdered."

"Ah."

"If I leave Xiandao, who else would care about the murderer?"

Ah Si: "Young Master, I know what you mean...but I can't leave, at least not now. Brother, I will settle down well, but the murderer will never let go. I believe in the ability of Law Enforcement Hall, but I want to help him , to do my part for my elder brother."

What Ah Si said was confusing, but Cheng Yuzhi could understand it completely.

While talking, the grief that was forcibly suppressed by shock, fear, and guilt hit my heart again, surging like a tide.

His words were already choked up, and he couldn't speak any more.

After saluting to Cheng Yuzhi, he rushed out the door like a whirlwind and disappeared at the other end of the corridor.

Cheng Yuzhi stared at him, turned into a stiff and raised statue, only his chest rose and fell with his breath.

The fingers hanging naturally by the side were held again.

He came back to his senses, smiled embarrassedly, and tried his best: "So you come and go in such a hurry, or haven't been prepared for a surprise?" He joked.

Young Master Xueyi didn't speak, spiritual power gushed out, he controlled the teapot on the table to lift up, and poured a cup of hot tea for them.

He said firmly: "You are sad."

Cheng Yunzhi: "I..."

Gu Yan shook his head, signaling that he didn't need to say it.

Cheng Yuzhi: "I just remembered that a long time ago, I also had a brother who died young. At that time, I was more sad than him, and I was not half as calm as him."

Gu Yan hummed, and after a while, asked: "The one today was killed?"

Cheng Yu slowly talked about this matter: "Yes, although there are signs of severed spiritual veins, overall, it is indeed a fatal trauma."

He described the wound in detail, and was a little worried: "I can't think of a weapon at all. Will anyone use this kind of weapon? A sharp long stick, even only as wide as my pinky finger."

He raised his little finger and pushed it in front of Gu Yan's eyes: "Here, the hole is not as wide as this."

As he spoke, someone held his fingers, kissed his fingertips intimately, and rubbed them twice.

Mr. Cheng recovered a little, and leaned lazily on the back of the seat, letting his hands be kissed and touched by his husband.

I was still thinking about the question: "Tell me, is the murderer hiding among the spectators, and I am confident that no one will find him."

Gu Yan said lightly: "Zhongzhang's Law Enforcement Hall is not vegetarian."

Cheng Yuzhi: "I think so, I just hope Ah Si can survive."

His wrist was already weak, he moved his fingertips, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the scars on his head that had been scorched by the fire disappeared, presumably it was Gu Yan who healed him.

He said: "Gu Daojun, don't touch it, the skin will be rubbed off by you."

Gu Yan raised his eyes to look at him: "How could it be?"

However, Cheng Yuzhi withdrew his hand, moved his already weak hand to the side of his face, with his fingertips glistening, and tapped his lips.

His lips were not plump, but under light pressure, they were still slightly curved.

The man frowned lightly, and the corners of his eyes curled into beautiful arcs.

"Touch here, wouldn't it be better?"

……

The conference was successfully concluded, and the arrangements for the next few days were very free.

You can go to listen to the small comprehension class specially set up by Zhongzhang, or you can go to discuss the Tao with the real Taoists, or go to the martial arts platform to compete with the Taoist cultivators.

Until the last week, the final contest of the contestants will not be arranged.

A total of more than half a month, the time is not short.

Although you need to pay for the inn accommodation yourself, it is a great thing that the inn includes food.

Every time Cheng Yunzhi went out, he would find many small cards on the door.

For example: Master Qi Jian invites you to a feast of flowing water.

Futun Taoist Discussion Conference will be held at Shenshi, the place...

and many more.

Cheng Yuzhi was puzzled at first, but then suddenly realized.

It turned out that the "free time" in the first half of the Zhongzhang Fairy Gate Association was to allow the invited Taoists to communicate with each other, seize the time to meet new people, and expand network resources.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuzhi was still a little eager to try.

He took off all the small cards on the door and carried them back to the house.

I don't know why, but his small cards are much more than those in the next room, probably because many people saw the scene where he stopped Ah Si?

Finally, it was spread out on the solid wood table, and the table was full.

My good fellow, there are so many "true people" and "dao lords" gathered in this Immortal Clan, Cheng Yuzhi couldn't see it, he was amazed, but it's rare to see it normally.

A warm body came up from behind, and immediately, Gu Yan pressed his forehead against his back, calling him: "Meteor..."

Cheng Yun didn't even raise his head, and concentrated on looking for something to read in the small card.

I found one that looked good, and without looking back, I handed it to him.

The person behind him took it reluctantly, and read: "Reverend Wencheng sincerely invites fellow Taoists to the Golden Needle Pavilion to discuss the Dao."

A confused voice came from behind: "What's there to do here?"

Still seemed a little dissatisfied, hugged his waist, and lowered his voice: "Did you go out in the morning?"

Cheng Yunzhi smiled and said, "Yes, let's go discuss the Dao together."

Gu Yan: "..."

He took the card back, and read the small words at the bottom of the letter: "Provide food, wine, and fruit to choose independently."

Mr. Cheng threw the small card on the table in a straight voice: "Cheat food and drink, good!"

"I like this kind of consensus avenue!"

Gu Yan was silent for a moment, then asked: "Yuzhi, did someone discuss the Tao this morning?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "No, just a few words while eating breakfast."

There are two sentences about whether the rice rolls of this restaurant are delicious, but I didn’t say this sentence-it’s a shame that I lost my share.

Gu Yan didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

Cheng Yunzhi was in a daze, so he was pressed down on a chair, and the hairstyle he messed up when he went out in the morning was dismissed, and his long hair fell down. Gu Yan combed and tied it for him.

There is no vanity mirror in the inn, so Cheng Yunzhi couldn't see Gu Yan's expression.

He figured out something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "A Yan, do you not like me discussing Dao?"

Gu Yan answered irrelevantly: "If you have any doubts about cultivation, you can ask me."

Cheng Yuzhi was a little bit embarrassed: "You also know that discussing the Tao and debating it will help improve your cultivation. Although I don't need it, it's quite interesting to listen to other people's debates."

Gu Yan was straightforward: "Can't Yu Zhi stay with me at the inn?"

He paused, "When the Fairy Gate Association is over, we will go back to Changjin Mountain and live here for a long time, shall we?"

Cheng Yunzhi took the time to turn around and glance at him.

He wondered, "Why do I feel that Ah Yan doesn't like me getting to know more people?"

Gu Yan paused, visible to the naked eye, with grievances in his brows and eyes, and said: "Why, I just don't think it's necessary."

It seems to be a remedy: "If Yuzhi really wants to go, then go, and come back sooner after going."