[Quick Wear] He's pretending to be good again as a substitute

Yue Ye returned to the Devil's Cult two days later, only then did he realize that the little Huaxingcao was nowhere to be seen.

His face instantly became ugly.

The shadow guard knelt in the main hall, as if begging for punishment, Yue Ye gave him a cold look, waved his sleeves and said coldly: "I will punish you when I get him back!"

Xiaohua Xingcao's face is similar to that of Xi Xia... If someone with a heart sees it, I'm afraid there will be some rumors.

Xi Xia has always been thin-skinned, if he were to find out, he might be ashamed and annoyed.

Yue Ye became more and more impatient, and didn't want to delay for a moment.

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Little Huaxingcao didn't know what kind of bloody storm the Demon Cult had set off because of him. At this time, he was sitting with Feng Yan in the private room of Guangfu Building, and Xiao Wu was happily eating grass leaves.

Of course, the small form grass is also very happy to eat.

Braised crucian carp in soy sauce, steamed hairy crab, lotus root starch osmanthus cake...

Shen Caocao gobbled it up, seeing Feng Yan looking over, she puffed her cheeks and bent her eyes at him, his appearance was a bit cute, Feng Yan thought he looked like a little hamster.

But the way he eats...is not at all close to gentle.

Feng Yan watched, but couldn't help being a little distracted.

This similar face always reminded him of Xi Xia.

Xi Xia is his apprentice, Feng Yan has always abided by etiquette, and his every move is full of elegance, Xi Xia is his direct disciple, although his personality is a bit out of character, the basic etiquette still follows him.

No matter how delicious the pastry in front of him is, Xi Xia will not eat it like no one else is around.He would only hold up his chopsticks upright, adhering to the requirement of not eating or sleeping.

But Feng Yan always felt that he was strictly abiding by etiquette, which actually gave Xi Xia too many restraints.

After Xi Xia grew up, the number of things that fettered him increased, but he lost a bit of aura, Feng Yan once regretted it.

But now, Shen Caocao is in front of him, he seems to see Xi Xia when he was young, pure as a piece of white paper, unfettered by the mortal world.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yan didn't want to destroy this innocence.

A hand was stretched out in front of him suddenly, Feng Yan came back to his senses, Shen Caocao's fingertip was a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, his eyes were curved, and he smiled flatteringly: "Feng Yan, here, you can try a piece too."

Feng Yan was slightly stunned, his eyes drooping slightly.

His eyes first fell on the white fingers.

Shen Caocao's hands are raw and beautiful, her skin is like creamy fat, her wrists are slender, as if they would break off with a slight twist, there is a bit of fragile beauty.And his fingertips are also well-grown, slender in shape, with a touch of pink.

With the exquisite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I don't know who is setting off who.

Feng Yan had been bigu for hundreds of years, and he hadn't eaten mortal food for a long time, but somehow, he opened his lips slightly and swallowed the pastry.

The faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus soon fills the mouth.

Xiaohua Xingcao asked expectantly: "Is it delicious, isn't it sweet?"

The tip of the tongue touched the mouth, and it took a long time before Feng Yan replied: "...very sweet."

As the sky was getting dark, Feng Yan returned to the inn, followed by Xiao Wu... and Shen Caocao with red eyes.

Feng Yan asked Xiaoer to take a tube of plaster, looked at the little petite grass lying on the table aggrieved, and said helplessly: "Let you be careful, look, you are hurt now."

Shen Caocao felt aggrieved when she heard the words: "...I'm so happy."

He finally chose the birthday gift for Yue Ye, he got carried away in a moment, and fell down the stairs, feeling a fiery | burning pain in his back.

But thinking of that gift, the little Huaxingcao was still very happy.

Carefully taking out two strings of thin bells from his bosom, Xiao Hua Xingcao heaved a sigh of relief: "It's good that it didn't break."

Seeing his precious appearance, Feng Yan's expression was a little complicated.

He didn't know who this string of bells was going to be given to, but the little Huaxingcao cherished it so much, it was obvious that the other party was a very important person.

It was so important that when he fell down, he subconsciously protected it in his arms, for fear of bumping into it.

Feng Yan withdrew his thoughts and said, "Put down the bell, I'll give you medicine."

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Yue Ye walked into the inn with a cold face, followed the footsteps of the small-shaped grass to the second floor, and as he got closer, the faint fragrance that belonged to the small-shaped grass became stronger and stronger.

He was about to push open the door when he suddenly felt a strong and familiar aura.

Yue Ye's footsteps stopped immediately.

In the house, the voice of the small transformed grass can be heard clearly even through the door panel.

"Hiss...it hurts, take it easy, um..."

As if unable to bear the pain, he begged weakly for mercy.

It touches people's imagination.

"Hold it, it won't hurt soon." The owner of the voice was obviously a man, his voice was clear and soothing, but it sounded very nice.

If someone is not familiar with it, maybe he can still appreciate it, but Yue Ye's face changed drastically, and he pushed the door open angrily.

"Feng Yan!" He gritted his teeth, wishing he could kill that man in half.

When he saw the situation inside the house clearly, Yue Ye's anger rose even more.

Xiao Huaxingcao's clothes were taken off to his waist, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, with a slender and beautiful neck. When he heard the voice, he turned around, and the reddish eyes and teardrops that were not falling could be clearly seen.

And the person beside him, dressed in white, with clear and indifferent eyes, with an unattainable sense of alienation, is it not Feng Yan!

Seeing Yue Ye, a trace of astonishment flashed across Feng Yan's face, but soon, he stood in front of the little transformation grass, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Shen Caocao and Xi Xia are too similar, if Yue Ye sees it, it might hurt him.

Seeing Feng Yan acting like a protector, Yue Ye sneered in his heart.

Shen Caocao, shouldn't it be said that you have the means to get the cold-hearted Yunzheng Xianzun to take the initiative to protect Feng Yan after only a few days of contact with Feng Yan.

Is it because he comes later, you can still climb into his bed?

Yue Ye hooked his lips and smiled sarcastically: "I'm really sorry for being late."

Shen Caocao didn't know how weird the atmosphere was at the moment, seeing Yue Ye, his expression immediately became vivid, his eyes were sparkling, as if inlaid with stars, extremely dazzling.

He avoided Feng Yan, rushed straight to Yue Ye, and shouted excitedly: "Yue Ye, why are you here!"

But to his surprise, Yue Ye pushed him away expressionlessly, Shen Caocao was a little puzzled by the expression on his face.

Yue Ye said, "Don't touch me."

A trace of injury appeared on Shen Caocao's face.

If Feng Yan couldn't figure out the relationship between the two, he would be ashamed of the title of Yunzheng Immortal Venerable.

His face turned cold, and he clenched his fists tightly. Looking at Shen Caocao's face that was almost the same as Xi Xia's, a thorn in his heart inexplicably grew.

He didn't expect that Yue Ye could find two people who were so similar!

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?With Shen Caocao's face, Yue Ye must have used some means.

Feng Yan frowned tightly.

Seeing his distraught appearance, Yue Ye felt a surge of joy in his heart, grabbed the wrist of the little Huaxingcao, "Come, come back with me."

His strength was so great that the little transformed grass couldn't help but "hiss" when it was pinched, showing pain on its face.

Feng Yan subconsciously said: "You hurt him."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Sure enough, when Yue Ye heard the words, as if he was fighting against him, he increased the strength of his hands, and Xiaohua Xingcao burst into tears of pain, and called out his name aggrieved.

Yue Ye didn't care at all.

He looked at the distressed expression between Feng Yan's brows, and said sarcastically: "Why, is this distressing? I thought Immortal Yunzheng had no heart, otherwise he would kill his apprentice with his own hands, and it would take hundreds of years I don't care about it, I don't feel any guilt at all. How can a person like you live with peace of mind?"

Yue Ye brought up the old story again, every sentence poked at Feng Yan's most painful scar, even Feng Yan, who was not happy with the color, turned slightly pale.

"...Yue Ye, don't go too far. Let me remind you, it's just that you hurt the grass, and it has nothing to do with Xi Xia."

"Irrelevant?" Hearing this sentence, Yue Ye became even more mocking, "How could it be irrelevant, Feng Yan, do you dare to say that your approaching him has nothing to do with his face?"

Feng Yan's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't refute.

It is rare to see Immortal Yunzheng have nothing to say. Thinking of his usual haughty appearance, Yue Ye felt a surge of pleasure in his heart, and his words became sharper, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, which was bound to pierce Feng Yan's body. line of defense.

Yue Ye said: "It's okay for you to play for a few more days. With him by his side these few days, the loneliness of Immortal Yunzheng must have dissipated a lot. Since this is the case, it's not that I can't be generous and let Immortal Yunzheng I will live a happy life for a few more days."

"How about Immortal Venerable Yunzheng? As long as you say a word, I will lend him to you for a few days immediately."

But Feng Yan turned pale, and just said: "...he is a person, not a casually transferred item."

Yue Ye smiled sarcastically.

What he dislikes the most is Feng Yan's pretentious gentleman's appearance, but people in the world prefer this way, so Feng Yan has become the glorious Yunzheng Immortal Venerable, and Yue Ye has become a cruel and savage the devil.

Even Xi Xia... has secret feelings for Feng Yan.

The more Xi Xia likes Feng Yan, the more Ye Ye wants to break his gentle mask. It is best for Xi Xia and the world to see clearly what kind of person Feng Yan is!

"Don't pretend to be Feng Yan. Don't think I can't see what you think about Xi Xia. But when Xi Xia was alive, you didn't cherish it and missed the opportunity. When he wakes up, don't blame me for attacking first."

Yue Ye's words undoubtedly contained a lot of information, Feng Yan's eyes widened slightly, his back was slightly stiff: "What do you mean?!"

"It's just what you think it is."

Pull out the soul and revive Xi Xia.

Even though he didn't know what method Yue Ye would use to bring Xi Xia back to life, his intuition told Feng Yan that it had something to do with Shen Caocao.

Yue Ye succeeded in making Feng Yan flustered, and he was in a good mood. When he was about to take Shen Caocao away, he saw Xiaohua Xingcao behind him with a face as pale as paper, hurt and unbelievable.

He took a few steps back to distance himself from Yue Ye.

Yue Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Just now, he was complacent and aphasia, but let this little Huaxingcao listen to it, and I don't know how much he understands. If it affects Xi Xia's resurrection, it will be difficult to handle.

Just when Yue Ye was about to knock him unconscious and take him away, the little Huaxingcao bent down first, hugged the snow-white rabbit on the ground in his arms, with a pale face, slightly drooping eyes: "Let's go."?