The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

Hearing this, Shen Yeqing and the others couldn't help but be taken aback, even Shangguan Yun next to him stared at Feng Chiling and Jing Wuyou with a strange expression.

The originally cold atmosphere suddenly became a lot weirder.

Lan Suxin's hand holding the Yanyan arrow was gradually clenched, and her nails almost sank into the flesh.

She took a deep breath and forcibly calmed down her heart, which was like a stormy sea.

After a while, Lan Suxin turned her body slightly, raised her feet and approached Jing Wuyou step by step.

Although Jing Wuyou hugged Feng Chiling, but those pitch-black eyes stared straight at Lan Suxin's face, which became more and more distorted because of seeing him, without blinking.No flinching from this.

When Lan Suxin walked in front of Jing Wuyou, that is behind Feng Chiling.

She raised her chin proudly, Jing Wuyou's face was clearly reflected in her black and white eyeballs, and the corner of her mouth curled into an unnatural arc, she sneered and said, "I never thought that you are still alive."

Jing Wuyou glanced at her indifferently, and said with a fake smile: "There are many things you can't think of."

Suddenly, his eyes shifted down to the flame arrow held by Lan Suxin: "Do you think you are qualified to use this bow and arrow?"

Lan Suxin gritted her teeth and said: "Qualifications? Heh, what qualifications are you talking about? Do I rarely use this crap!?"

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and was about to smash the Yanyan arrow to the ground.

Jing Wuyou's eyes widened in an instant, and before Shen Yeqing and Sheng Rongxuan could stop her, Feng Chiling took the lead in turning around with the person in her arms in her arms, and made a hand gesture in the direction facing Lan Suxin. The ice pick pierced Lan Suxin one after another.

Lan Suxin gave a "tsk", and hurriedly threw away the flame arrow in her hand, and used the bone whip to resist it.

The purple whip shadows were dazzling, causing countless ice edges to fall to the ground and turn into water.

Feng Chiling was hugged by Jing Wuyou's waist, and it was inconvenient to move, so he hugged her with one hand, and the palm of the other hand was facing outward, and the misty blue spiritual power was poured into the palm, ready to move.

As soon as Lan Suxin threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, he immediately released the spiritual power in his hand, so that the flame arrow thrown by Lan Suxin in mid-air was quickly attracted by this gravity and returned intact. To Feng Chiling's hands.

Being hugged back by the person in his arms, Jing Wuyou blinked, turned his face away, and stared blankly at the profile of his elder brother, his mouth was about to open and close, unable to utter a word.

Seeing his dazed look, Feng Chiling immediately raised her arms and said methodically: "One hug is enough, how long do you want to hug? It's time to let go."

Only now did Jing Wuyou react, his hands were still tightly attached to Feng Chiling's waist.

His own hand was very warm, but the other's body was very cold.

But because I have been used to it for many years, I didn't realize what I did just now.

... It's not that he crossed the line first.

Besides, isn't it normal for senior brothers to hug each other occasionally?is not……

"Not yet?"

Hearing this, Jing Wuyou immediately let go of her hands, took a small step back, lowered her head slightly, and said nothing with her hands behind her back.

On the other side, Lan Suxin suddenly attacked Feng Chiling with the Fangu whip, but the latter blocked it with Suxue's sword. He sighed and said helplessly: "Ma'am, can you stop doing it?"

Lan Su's heart-piercing roar sounded beside her ears: "You, say, what, what!!!"

Jing Siyuan said anxiously: "Mother! Stop!"

The barbs on the bone whip rise up, and a drop of purple-red venom squeezes out from the sharpest top, like the fangs of a ferocious tiger, which grow ten inches in length in an instant.

The whip shadow lifted into the air, and accompanied by an unstoppable strong wind, Feng Chiling leaned slightly to the right. Although he dodged it easily, the scope of that spiritual power can be involved is extremely wide, even if it can't hurt him, it can still It still messed up the aqua-blue coat sleeves!

Jing Wuyou frowned instantly, and without saying a word, he took the Flame Arrow from Feng Chiling's hand and aimed it at Lan Suxin.

While holding the flame arrow in the originally empty hand, a flaming red arrow appeared out of thin air, and within two seconds it was fixed on the string and flew out suddenly. Su Xin's breath was stagnant, she managed to dodge it, and roared: "Jing Wuyou! How dare you do something to me!?"

Jing Wuyou put down his bow and arrow, and there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "No matter who hurt my senior brother, I will never forgive him. Let alone you."

This person's intimidating power has been comparable to others since he was a child.

Now that he has grown up, as long as his attitude is a little less gentle, even if he doesn't say a word, just staring at someone with those dark eyes without a trace of emotion is enough to make people jump in fear.

Lan Suxin: "You—"

But Feng Chiling was different, he had never seen Jing Wuyou talk to him like this, and he didn't think he would be treated like this one day.

So to him, rather than saying this sarcastic remark, it is better to say it is an extremely nasty remark.

Therefore, Feng Chiling really had no ears to listen.

He shook his ragged sleeves, then patted Jing Wuyou's shoulder, relaxed and indifferent, and said, "Okay, I'm not hurt, it's just that the cuff is broken, you don't have to worry about such a trivial matter." I had a falling out with your mother, if there is a fight, it should be me and her."

Hearing this, Jing Wuyou frowned and lowered his arms, and said in a slightly slower tone: "She is not my mother."

Feng Chiling paused, and said, "Then why does His Highness the Crown Prince call you brother?"

Jing Wuyou unintentionally glanced in Jing Siyuan's direction, and now the two of them looked at each other, the former quickly avoided his gaze, and said softly, "We were not born by the same mother."

Looking at his expression, Feng Chiling also felt that it was inconvenient for him to ask any more questions.

Shen Yeqing hoped that Lan Suxin was in a very bad mood right now, so he pulled Jing Siyuan over and whispered something in his ear.

After Jing Siyuan nodded, he walked towards Lan Suxin for a few minutes, and persuaded with a smile: "Mother, Brother Wuyou is fine, shouldn't we be happy? I know you don't like him, but you can't get angry today. Today... is my birthday after all."

"You hurt Brother Wuyou and the benefactor who saved me like this today. If I, as the prince, can't stop it, then what's the point of being the prince?"

"What did you say?" Lan Su said angrily, "Even you dare to disobey me!?"

Jing Siyuan narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "The child didn't disobey you, it's just the two of them, you really can't move."

The palms were clenched suddenly, and the scolding that should have been blurted out was finally blocked in his throat.

Lan Suxin looked at Jing Wuyou, turned her eyes to Feng Chiling and Shen Yeqing, turned around with a flick of her sleeves, and said angrily: "Jing Wuyou, this time I will be merciful and don't care about you! But you give me Remember, birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups, what will happen to you sooner or later if you mix with someone! If I find out that you have gone the wrong way, don’t blame me for cleaning up the door!”

After she finished speaking, she walked away, Jing Siyuan said: "Mother, Brother Wuyou, won't he go back with us?"

Lan Suxin stopped in her footsteps, looked at him disdainfully, and said coldly: "Ask him, will he come?"

Hearing this, Jing Siyuan turned his head to look at Jing Wuyou, saw that the other party smiled at him, and shook his head.

Jing Wuyou would not go back with Lan Suxin and the others, even if the blood of the Emperor Dongyu was flowing in his body.He wouldn't want to go back to that place either.

He is now Xuan Kunshan's disciple, Luo Xiao's apprentice, and also Feng Chiling's and Shangguan Yun's apprentice.

From the first day of entry, his identity has already been determined, he is just a disciple of Xuankun Mountain, nothing more.

Even though Shen Yeqing persuaded him a little later, he still shook his head and refused with a smile. He handed the Yanyan Arrow back to Shen Yeqing with both hands, and told him to keep this object in the palace well, and not to take it out lightly when it was absolutely necessary. , and then grabbed Feng Chiling's wrist and left without saying a word.

Shangguan Yun also hurriedly followed, and the three of them gradually disappeared from Shen Yeqing's eyes.

For a moment, Sheng Rongxuan's eyes froze behind Feng Chiling for a few seconds, then he looked at Shen Yeqing, and whispered in his ear: "My lord, I suspect..."

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Leaving the Nine Fire Glazed Terrace and stepping into the ordinary streets, Feng Chiling and Jing Wuyou pushed and shoved all the way, stumbled.

The latter hugged the former tightly from behind, insisting on walking in this posture; but the former was unwilling, so he pushed his face away desperately, and hit his shoulder with his fist again and again, but despite In this way, the former is still smiling.

The whole situation seemed to be flirting, and Shangguan Yun, who was following behind, was speechless.

Feng Chiling smacked his lips while pulling his face, "Can you please stop touching me, you brat?"

Jing Wuyou, whose face was kneaded into a strange shape, still had a smile on his face and said, "I remember what the elder brother said just now."

Feng Chiling pulled a strand of his hair and said angrily: "What the hell did I say?"

To him, unless it was a particularly important matter, Feng Chiling would usually forget it after mentioning it.

Now, Jing Wuyou was not very happy, he hugged Feng Chiling and did not let go, and said to him aggrievedly: "Brother said before that I was raised by you, if you want to hug me, you can only hug me. No, I don't need you to do it yourself, senior brother, I will throw myself into my arms first."

"..." Feng Chiling was speechless for a while, and then said, "I was upset when I saw that Shen surnamed earlier, and I just wanted to piss him off, but you took it seriously?"

The two of them were very close to each other, Jing Wuyou tightly fixed his waist, Feng Chiling had no place to rest her hands, so she had to put them on his shoulders, and pinched him vigorously.

Fortunately, there are few people at this time, many people are busy cleaning the Nine Fire Glazed Terrace after the panic, and have no time to pay attention to them.

Otherwise, even a dude like Shangguan Yun would have to cover his eyes when he treated the scene in front of him, and it is conceivable that ordinary people would spread rumors when they saw it.

Hearing that the other party said that Chun Sui was just choking Shen Yeqing, Jing Wuyou's face suddenly became a little more bitter, and he hugged Feng Chiling's palm and secretly exerted force, on the premise of not hurting the other party, he ruthlessly pressed on his waist. Kneaded on the side.

Feng Chiling: "..."

Feng Chiling: "I really want to kill you now."

Realizing that the opponent's whole body was as stiff as an iron plate, Jing Wuyou blinked his eyes, and nimbly probed Feng Chiling's broken and exposed half of his arm with his fingers.

The warm palm was pressed tightly against the cold and fair skin, and after rubbing it up and down a few times, he asked innocently with an ambiguous tone: "Brother, are you willing?"

The deep voice is full of temptation.

Feng Chiling immediately called out the Snow Suspension Sword, and the snowstorm flew in the air, countless ice edges floated in the air, raining down on them suddenly.

Jing Wuyou's eyes widened slightly, and after letting go of his hand with a smile, he avoided the continuous ice edge one after another without fighting back, and shouted while running: "Wow, big brother is so powerful, so scary, so good! Terrific, terrifying!"

Feng Chiling: "..."

Shangguan Yun rolled his eyes, covered his cheeks and sighed, "Shame."

Chasing and running all the way to the inn, I saw Xuehu sitting on the bench crying, complaining to the golden fox, silver fox, Firefox, and other ghosts and ghosts about how he was treated.

It weeps blood every word, every sentence is heart-wrenching, and its expression is pitiful, many "people" are moved by it, and feel sympathy for its tragic experience.Some even scolded Jing Wuyou for being ungrateful and double-faced.

Although the scolding was in full swing, but the moment Feng Chiling and others entered the door, the noisy voice withered in an instant.

They watched Feng Chiling rushing in with bated breath, thinking they were coming to find fault with them, so they were all nervous and didn't dare to move.

Little did he know that the other party suddenly turned in a different direction as he walked, facing the innkeeper who was still busy.

A fist slammed down on the counter, and a crack suddenly appeared on the counter.

The innkeeper's heart skipped a beat in shock, he swallowed his saliva, glanced at the ragged cuff of the person in front of him that was propped on the table, and said softly, "Guest...Guest officer, what are you...what do you want? "

Feng Chiling, who seemed to have a monstrous anger burning behind him, paused every word, and said through gritted teeth: "Come, pot, wine!"