subordinates dare not

All the disciples of Ling Hao Pavilion left, leaving only Chao Zixuan standing where he was, looking at Xu Min in blank dismay.

Fortunately, Chao Zixuan was very good at putting on a smiley face. He soon started talking with Xu Min in a familiar way. Whatever Chao Zixuan asked, Xu Min would answer in a polite manner. The two chatted like long-lost friends.

It seems that the other two, the two heads of Tianquan Tianshu, are a bit out of place.

So Wei Chuge paced outside the study, and then beckoned Bian Qingyu to come too.

Outside, it's not easy to refute Wei Chuge's face, Bian Qingyu thought so, so he also walked out.After stepping over the wooden threshold, Bian Qingyu suddenly felt that he might have been tricked by the other party, and he almost obeyed.I couldn't help being angry in my heart, and Bian Qingyu seemed reluctant to leave, "What's the matter?"

Wei Chuge smiled and said, "Good thing."

Bian Qingyu snorted lightly, "Sect Leader Wei's good deeds may not necessarily be my good deeds."

"I'll give you something." Wei Chuge suddenly approached Bian Qingyu a few steps.

Bian Qingyu was not used to getting close to Wei Chuge outside, let alone the door of the book was wide open, Chao Zixuan and Xu Min could see the scene in front of them just by turning their heads, so he hurriedly pushed back half a step.

Wei Chuge took out a jade pendant from the black knife sleeve. The shape was irregular. It was embossed with cranes and auspicious clouds, implying peace and tranquility, elegance and refinement. Accumulated snow, moonlight and condensed fat, the jade pendant was originally icy cold, but only because of the temperature of Wei Chuge's palm, it gradually became gentle, not so cold that it was scalding.

Bian Qingyu's black and thick eyelashes trembled, but he didn't answer them. He was silent for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "At this time, are you still in the mood to give something?"

Wei Chuge wondered, "Why not?"

Bian Qingyu replied: "It's hard to tell whether the anonymous letter is true or false, and whether the leader of the Kaiyang Sect is the real murderer is still in doubt, and there is no trace of the Demon Sect—"

Wei Chuge didn't want to listen to Bian Qingyu's long speech, so he interrupted the other party's continuation, "Hasn't the head of Bian already arranged everything?"

Suddenly, Bian Qingyu was choked by Wei Chuge's words. At that moment, his face became a little ugly, so that he almost lost his blood color, and then the blood color gradually spread back to where it should have been. Moved up, floated to an unknown place, lowered his eyes and said: "It turns out that Master Wei still likes to spout blood."

"I thought I was right." Wei Chuge strode forward suddenly, leaned close to Bian Qingyu's ear, and blew softly, "I think the head of Bian has already made up his mind. This search, Ling Hao Pavilion It will be worthwhile."

Bian Qingyu put his hands on Wei Chuge's chest, trying to push him away, "Master Wei started talking nonsense again, how do I know?"

Sensing that Bian Qingyu exerted some strength in his palm, Wei Chuge also used the same strength to fight back. Therefore, he stood still on the spot and smiled slightly: "I think the head of Bian seems to be planning a strategy and has a plan in mind."

"Wei Chuge!" Bian Qingyu lost his patience, "You guess and guess every day, you keep telling me what you have to say, are you annoying!"

Wei Chuge seldom saw Bian Qingyu's emotional leakage, but it was much more real and lively than the impeccable and illusory fake smile on his face before. Wei Chuge seemed to be in a good mood, he bowed his head and laughed loudly, and then Grab Bian Qingyu's wrist, the opponent's wrist is as white as frost and snow, his body temperature is slightly lower than his own, it is so refreshing, and he grasps it tightly, as if vulnerable, the opponent's life and death fate is in his hands .

But he knew that Bian Qingyu only looked vulnerable, and perhaps the other party's subordinates were already bleeding in rivers.

Forcefully and without rejection, he stuffed the jade pendant of Crane and Xiangyun into the opponent's palm, Wei Chuge said sincerely: "It was my mistake, I apologize, don't quarrel with me."

Bian Qingyu was speechless. He stared at the mutton jade pendant for a long time before he made up his mind and tightened his open four fingers, wrapping the jade pendant in his palm. Seeing the strong warm touch on the back of his hand completely cut him off from the cold outside.

Wei Chuge just took advantage of the situation and held Bian Qingyu's hand.

"You—you let go—" Bian Qingyu turned his wrist slightly, trying to break free, his cheeks were stained with a thin layer of blood due to embarrassment or the cold wind, "this is outside—"

Seeing that Bian Qingyu's first reaction was rejection, Wei Chuge was slightly annoyed, but instead held him even tighter, as if he would never run away again if he grasped him tightly, would not be indifferent, would not always disappear, he squinted at first Then he stared into Bian Qingyu's eyes, his usual teasing tone was replaced by solemnity and earnestness, and he suddenly said in a deep voice, "Bian Qingyu."

"Is our relationship so dark?"

Bian Qingyu froze.

In fact, the word "Bianqingyu" has been called many times by Wei Chuge.

Wei Chuge always loves to lie on the bed, biting his ear, calling the simple three words so emotional and tender, and when kissing, he seems to be an old stubborn old dogma, insisting on calling his name while taking a breath, like It is an ancient ritual between lovers, as if in this way, they can get the blessing of God, and it will last forever.

And usually in the blue sky and broad daylight, he meets Wei Chuge, who prefers to call him "Master Bian".Therefore, Bianqing gave it to Wei Chuge to distinguish between desire and affection.Therefore, he always sinks presumptuously when Wushan is cloudy and rainy, but when he is awake, he keeps a vague distance from himself, using different names, and in a tacit way.

Until the solemn call in front of him shattered Bian Qingyu's hopes, the jade pendant in his palm seemed to turn into a scorching flame in an instant, making him anxious, and Wei Chuge's deep voice sounded again, still making him feel anxious. The strange seriousness and piety of--

"Haven't it ever occurred to you that we could—"

I can't let him talk anymore, Bian Qingyu thought.

Bian Qingyu didn't even hesitate, nor did he wait for Wei Chuge to finish the sentence. Taking advantage of Wei Chuge's absent-mindedness, he shook off the opponent's hand and replied simply, "Never."

The moment the voice just fell, the surroundings were terribly quiet and oppressive, and Bian Qingyu could only hear his fragmentary heartbeat.

Wei Chuge's eyes sank slightly, and after hearing Bian Qingyu's reply, his lips moved a little, as if he wanted to say something more, but he swallowed them all back, and his brows slowly converged. Together, and then slowly stretched out, Wei Chuge laughed heartily, self-deprecatingly, "Don't blame the head of Bian, I was the one who was abrupt."

He called back the head of Bian.

It was only then that Bian Qingyu felt that everything had not yet run wild and reached a point of no return, and it was still able to be remedied.

Then there was a dead silence again, so depressing that people only felt gloomy and dull.

Bian Qingyu struggled in the rivers and lakes for many years, Dao Shan Jian Yu saved a life, he often walks in the critical juncture where his life is hanging by a thread, now it is just an unknown low pressure, he is not afraid of these.

So Bian Qingyu quietly enjoyed the chilly wind in late autumn, and his pupils returned to the usual tranquility without sadness or joy.

Wei Chuge stood silently with his hands behind his back. He looked far into the distance, looking at the jagged mountains and the lingering clouds. He was dressed in white, and the clouds were changing and charming. His eyes were full of confusion. After a long while, he suddenly said: "Don't lose the jade pendant. "

With only a few numbers, Bian Qingyu seemed to realize something suddenly. He suddenly raised his head to look at Wei Chuge's side face, hesitantly asked again: "Does this jade pendant...have any special meaning?"

Wei Chuge was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he lowered his head and chuckled to cover up the emotions that had surged in his eyes just now, then raised his head, met Shang Bian Qingyu's gaze frankly, "No."

"It's just an ordinary jade pendant. I can give it away if I want. Since I gave it to the head of Bian, it is the thing of the head of Bian, and it is at the disposal of the head of Bian." He smiled casually, "If you don't want it, just throw it away." That's all."

This contradictory rhetoric made Bian Qingyu speechless for a moment. He lowered his head in a daze, looking at the exquisitely crafted jade pendant in his palm, as if he was about to say something, but was interrupted by another high-pitched voice——

"Pavilion Master, this disciple has caught a sneaky attendant!"

A disciple of Linghao Pavilion hurriedly ran over, his breath slightly flustered. Behind him were two disciples of Linghao Pavilion, one on the left and one on the right, escorting a young man dressed as a servant. Yellow old books.

Chao Zixuan in the study immediately turned around upon hearing the words, strode forward, and stopped in front of the leader Linghao Pavilion disciple, "Tell me, why is he sneaking around?"

"Going back to Pavilion Master, when the disciples caught him, he was in a hurry, preparing to burn these books with a flustered expression!"

How come? !

The elder with a white beard poked his head out curiously when he heard the words. When his eyes touched the book, he was covered in cold sweat. His searching eyes turned to Xu Min, but Xu Min also looked bewildered and puzzled. He immediately felt that the Kaiyang faction seemed to have been tricked, and it was a long-term plan with a series of successive steps.

Chao Zixuan reached out and took out an old booklet from the coarse cloth bag. After flipping through it hastily, his brows furrowed into a ball with shock in his eyes. Then he closed the old booklet, rolled it into a tube, and held it in his palm, "Let's have a trial. "

He turned his head to look at Wei Chuge, "I also ask Master Wei to vacate an empty main hall for me, and then call representatives from all the big and small sects who are currently staying in the Beiqi Sect to the main hall for a meeting, so that the Jianghu will be judged. I'm tired."