Puzzled

On the eve of the martial arts competition, Su Yanhui and Pei Yimo each sat beside the hosta flower with their own fans. The hosta was fragrant and the cool breeze was blowing. It was rare that there was a little wind in this sultry summer night. The moonlight cast a cool jade color, a thin A layer of frost is sprinkled on the ground, but the cast moonlight is mottled by the dense white hosta. The wind blows the hosta and dances, so the shadows of people, flowers, trees, and buildings are all connected.

"Tomorrow you go to represent the Luomei sect in the battle." Pei Yimo lightly shook his fan, staring at Su Yanhui's face with a pair of seductive winking eyes.

"Oh my mother, baby Mo'er, what if I go up and get beaten to death and become disabled for life, what should I do?"

Su Yanhui covered half of his face with a fan, only revealing a pair of honey-like eyes, entangled with Pei Yimo's gaze with beautiful eyes full of affection.

He originally thought that Pei Yimo would definitely answer "If you are paralyzed, I will support you for the rest of your life", but Pei Yimo just continued without changing his face: "It depends on how good your luck is."

Su Yanhui didn't react for a while, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Huh?"

Pei Yimo smiled and knocked on the stone table with his knuckles, and held the fan with the other hand, put the fan away with a "shua--", put the fan against the tip of his nose, and continued to laugh.

"Why are you laughing?! If my young master is really beaten and disabled, I will depend on you for the rest of my life!"

Su Yanhui said angrily, but in the eyes of others, it looked like a spoiled child.

"Haha... Yanhui."

Pei Yimo finally stopped laughing, and opened his fan again, with the same "swish--".This kind of folding fan is opened and closed in the hands of ordinary people, no one will pay attention to it deliberately, but it is held by Pei Yimo, and the ordinary details of life can be used as a kind of appreciation of beauty, he is a work of art .

Pei Yimo looked at the ink on the fan for a long time, saw that Su Yanhui had no intention of speaking, and slid his slender fingertips across the top of the fan, and then said: "Yanhui, there will come a day when you can't rely on others for everything. Just to see your strength."

"Hey, why are you talking as earnestly as my mother? Didn't you say that the world is dangerous, and I don't need to understand it? You will take care of me? You've regretted it now, haven't you?"

"No. I can indeed protect you everywhere, but not forever."

"Hmph, well said, even if we both become old grandfathers with white beards, this young master is the prince's son, and he must live longer than you!"

"Ah."

Su Yanhui was furious when he heard the words, and slapped the table: "What kind of reaction is this!" Then he quickly retracted the hand that patted the pain, and put it to his mouth to blow.

"As the deputy leader of Luomei Sect, how can you not represent Luomei Sect to participate?"

"Isn't there you!"

"But I still want you to go."

"Ha, the truth is revealed, you obsessive maniac! You just want me to go, there is no good reason for me~"

"Yes Yes."

Su Yanhui shouted again, "What kind of reaction are you doing!"

"You will understand later. Yanhui, you just need to know that I am the person who loves you the most in this world."

"……baffling."

Su Yanhui got up and left Pei Yimo alone, the gauze clothes dragged out a beautiful arc.

Pei Yimo didn't say a word, and watched Su Yanhui's back, until his back also disappeared around the corner, and then looked away.

After a while of hard work, I don't know whether the white hosta flower has become fat or thin.

The aroma was still coming, but it was dispersed by the fan in Pei Yimo's hand, and the garden was full of fragrance.

How did Su Yanhui know that there must be a huge price behind the great success. Practicing "White Plum and Jade Hairpin" can force a person's potential to the limit, thus reaching the point of seeking defeat alone. In addition to forcing the practitioner to become bloodthirsty, it also greatly overdraws the practitioner's body. On the surface, there is nothing unhealthy, but in fact, the practitioner will definitely die within a year when he reaches the tenth level.

This secret is only known to those who hold the "Bai Mei Yu Zan", and "Bai Mei Yu Zan" is not written on paper, but engraved on the Bai Mei Yu Zan sword.

Pei Yimo is a prodigy in martial arts, and it took him six years and four months to practice to the ninth level. Although his skill has greatly increased, his body is no longer as good as before.

Pei Yimo closed the fan again, held it in his hand, and disappeared into the night with a light leap.

Came to a remote place, in the dead of night, Pei Yimo saw that someone was already waiting there, in the darkness only the lantern in his hand was still shining, even if there was only a faint light.

"You're still here."

"It's not a good idea to come back to Nanhui at the invitation of Hierarch Pei."

"It's not close from Chang'an to Jiangling, I heard that the second sect master must have just arrived and was tired."

"Master Pei, Nanhui came with the disciples of the Xianlai Sect who participated in the competition. They arrived yesterday, and they are not tired after a day's rest."

"This leader is here to tell you this, the martial arts competition, you'd better not go."

"Master Pei..." Wen Nanhui had doubts on his face for the first time: "Why?"

"There's no reason, if the Second Sect Master Wen can't do it, my leader will kill the Xianlai faction tomorrow."

Wen Nanhui's brows were deeply locked together, no matter how good his family education and accomplishments were, he couldn't resist the urge to scold others, how could Pei Yimo say such unreasonable demands on him?

"Master Pei, I'm sorry."

"Ding--!!"

There was a piercing metal impact sound just as Wen Nanhui finished speaking. Immediately afterwards, Wen Nanhui felt his waist loosen. Looking down, it turned out that the saber was cut in half and slipped from his waist.

At this time, the fan in Pei Yimo's hand had been opened at some point, gently fanning the wind, lifting Pei Yimo's black hair.

Pei Yimo looked at Wen Nanhui's astonishment with a calm face.

too fast.

"You have also seen that if I really made up my mind to kill someone, your head would have fallen to the ground long ago. You are already like this, is there anyone in your Xianlai faction who can stop me?"

Wen Nanhui hadn't recovered from the shock yet, looking at the saber on the ground that Qiqi had cut in two with his fan, if he wanted to kill someone just now, it would only take a split second. Don't you even know how you died?

But Wen Nanhui is not someone who has never seen the big world, so he immediately adjusted his expression and said: "No one can resist you."

"You have always been a smart man, don't let me see you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Pei Yimo turned around and wanted to leave.

"Master Pei, wait."

Pei Yimo didn't turn his head, he just stood still and asked, "Is there any advice for the Second Sect Leader?"

"Master Pei didn't let me go because he was afraid that Yanhui would see me?"

"you still need to ask."

"Master Pei is so troublesome, he really takes Nan Hui seriously."

"Stop praising yourself, for Yanhui, this leader will do anything."

"Oh, Master Pei is really infatuated."

Pei Yimo didn't pay any attention to Wen Nanhui, but just walked forward, towards Lilong's house.

Let's say that just as Su Yanhui was about to enter the room, he "encountered" with the four guardians that Pei Yimo had arranged in advance, and the four guardians also "suddenly excitedly" invited Su Yanhui to show off the cooking skills he learned from Yu Mudan. Su Yanhui was so happy , tears filled my eyes with joy, I thought back then that my cooking skills were not even appreciated by dogs, but now this sense of accomplishment is really overwhelming!

Ever since, Su Yanhui and the four guardians came to the kitchen to toss, and the first dish was cooked very quickly, and it could be seen that he made scrambled eggs.

"You've made great progress, bastard Su! Come on, let me taste it!" Gong Zhixing said as he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" The other four looked at Gong Zhixing's expression expectantly.

"Well, it's okay. Although it's not as good as sister Ling's, it's still worth eating."

"Hahahaha...! This young master is an invincible little genius! It's just cooking, everyone should keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Su Yanhui's skin is really thicker than the corner of the city wall.

Seeing that Su Yanhui was about to take this plate of scrambled eggs out for Pei Yimo to taste, the four guardians quickly stopped him: "Deputy leader, let us uneducated people see your cooking skills."

Su Yanhui happily wanted to go to heaven, so he made Kung Pao Chicken, Vegetable Stir-Fried Vegetables, Sixi Balls and other time-consuming dishes. The four guardians were beside him and sighed repeatedly why the leader hadn't come back.

These few dishes were all on the table, Gong Zhixing took the first bite without hesitation, and after eating, he repeatedly praised Su Yanhui for his high understanding, and he can teach children.

Ling Bingji and others also tasted it with suspicion, but they all praised it the same way as Gong Zhixing.

"Okay! This young master has finally learned how to cook. I'll let Mo'er darling taste it~~" Su Yanhui was about to go out with a plate in one hand. However, Zuo Xiaonan and Lingwu had no choice but to follow Su Yanhui out with a plate each, silently praying for the leader to come back soon.

Su Yanhui walked to the place where the two of them were talking just now, and happily raised the plate in his hand, which still exuded a fragrance: "Mo'er! Today I will let you taste what my master's real cooking skills are like. I want a snow Shame!"

The four guardians hurriedly stood in front of Su Yanhui, but saw Pei Yimo sitting in his original position smiling.

"Huh—" the four guardians breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and brought the dishes to the table with a smile.

Pei Yimo looked at the dishes emitting white mist, took the chopsticks from Su Yanhui's hand, and pointed at the Sixi meatballs puzzledly: "How can it be so greasy at night?"

"...It's the palace girl who insists on making me the most time-consuming. You can ask the palace girl." Su Yanhui said.

Gong Zhixing apologized, Pei Yimo nodded, without saying a word, he picked up a ball, bit off half of it, and thought it was really delicious, so he pulled Su Yanhui over, and put the rest of the ball to his mouth: " Open your mouth, Yanhui, I'll feed you."

Su Yanhui opened his mouth wide "ah—" and swallowed the remaining half of the ball in one gulp.

The four major light bulbs didn't realize it, and the high-wattage lighting here is not good, so they all clasped their fists and said: "Master, deputy leader, the subordinates will leave first."

Pei Yimo waved his hand to signal them to go down.

Su Yanhui swallowed the balls in his mouth and shouted to the backs of the four departing guardians: "If you want your leader's wife to cook, just say so!"

Then Su Yanhui petrified.What did I just... say? !

The four guardians stood still together, and turned their heads in disbelief. The deputy leader... what did he say just now? !

Pei Yimo's chopsticks were fixed in the air, what did Su Yanhui say just now? !