Bancheng Fengyue

Xuan Yi tilted his head and looked him up and down, but he didn't speak, and looked at her with a smile. Seeing her deliberately looking at his right hand a few more times, his smile couldn't help but deepen.

"How is senior brother Shaoyi these years?" She blinked her eyes, "The demons in the lower world are raging, senior brother, be careful, don't get hurt."

Shaoyi said leisurely: "I was pretty good at first, but once I was told by you little loach, I will not be so good."

He absently looked at Xuan Yi's complicated and luxurious clothes, and said again: "Didn't you come here to practice fist, foot and swordsmanship? Why are you still dressed like this? A general's outfit?"

Xuan Yi touched his sleeves: "I like to wear it like this."

Shaoyi laughed twice, raised his hand and flicked the fallen leaves on his shoulders: "I don't know which general will manipulate you like this. Come, let me see how you have practiced these years."

He shot like lightning, grabbed her shoulder, Xuan Yi shrank subconsciously, but heard him chuckle: "The reaction is too slow."

She only felt an irresistible force pull herself, staggered and fell on his chest, was hugged tightly by his arms like iron hoops, and then the world spun, and her back slammed into the wood fire sycamore In an instant, fallen leaves were flying, his chin was pinched and raised high, and Shaoyi bowed his head and stared at her with a half-smile.

"What kind of boxing and kendo training is this doing? There is no skill at all." He shook her chin with a smile, "Now I have tasted the feeling of being bullied by you before?"

Xuan Yi struggled a bit, and his arms around her waist tightened, and his whole body pressed against her, as if he was as heavy as a mountain.

Shaoyi whispered: "The general who indulged you must be Junior Brother Fucang? You, are you still entangled with him?"

Xuan Yi shrank his head back as if he hadn't heard it, and his eyes fell on his right hand, which pinched his chin. There were faint blood stains on the bandage, and there were strands of turbid air entangled.

She knew it was him, he didn't break the knot of Phoenix Heart Feather, he would empathize with her when she was hurt, and vice versa, no wonder she became heavy and couldn't break free from him.

He suddenly exerted force on his hands, Xuan Yi felt his jaw was about to be crushed, and the back of his head rested on the wood fire phoenix tree, and he was forced to look up at him.

Shaoyi carefully looked at her full and beautiful forehead, and then his eyes fell on the plump lips along the bridge of the nose. Hey, she looks so good now, she is more beautiful than Fuluo, after all, her previous arrogance still has some reason. His regretful mood began to return again, and he was a little ready to move.

"Little Loach," Shaoyi's voice was tinged with a hint of seductiveness, "Your appearance is really to my liking, have you ever practiced yin and yang with Junior Brother Fu Cang? If you have, would you like to try it with me?"

Xuan Yi was expressionless, and suddenly said: "Senior Brother Shaoyi, open your mouth."

He was slightly taken aback: "What..."

Before he finished speaking, a cloud of icy and bitter white snow fell into his mouth out of nowhere, causing his eyebrows to wrinkle all of a sudden, and it took a long time before he said in a hoarse voice: "...is this how you treat your lifesaver?"

Xuan Yi's tone was indifferent: "For more than 20,000 years, Brother Shaoyi still only has these methods? Cutting off your heart and feather knot is the life-saving benefactor. Let me go, or I will cut your wound."

Shaoyi licked his bitter lips, but instead of getting angry, he chuckled twice: "Why don't you use spells to break free? Is it possible that you still sleep in all these years? You can't do this, you should practice hard, become stronger, live It’s more likely to go down.”

Xuan Yi said slowly: "I don't want to beat myself up and lie in bed for half a year."

Shaoyi lightly bumped her forehead with his forehead: "You, like Mr. Xiaolong, don't want me to see your true skills?"

Suddenly she felt that she breathed out again, and in the next moment several pieces of extremely thin and sharp ice blades were cutting back and forth between the wound on his right hand. Shaoyi made a "hiss" in pain, and could no longer hold her chin, and stepped back He moved a few inches, and looked at her helplessly with a frown.

The blood immediately soaked the bandage, dripping onto his long jade-colored robe, and Shaoyi couldn't help sighing: "I can bear it, but does your right hand hurt? I feel sorry for you."

"It's refreshing to be in pain once in a while."

This vicious little loach is so poisonous to herself.

His right hand was about to be pierced, he finally let her go slowly, took off the bandage to look at the horrific wound, and shook his head: "You are terrible."

Xuan Yi retracted her right hand into her sleeve, and the severe pain made her look gloomy: "My life is in your hands, who is afraid? You deliberately injured and returned to the upper world, could it be that you just wanted to see my practice?"

Shaoyi leaned on the wood fire phoenix tree, and said slowly: "Little Niqiu, time is running out, you are not strong enough now, you better work hard, if Junior Brother Fu Cang lets you down again, let me grind it next time You, I'm not as easy to talk to as Junior Brother Fu Cang."

Xuan Yi stared at him: "Why is there not much time?"

Shaoyi hurriedly looked back at her: "I like the smell of wood fire and phoenix trees very much. I don't want to leave yet, but I don't want to talk to you little loach anymore. If you don't leave, I will have to continue talking to you about dual cultivation of yin and yang." It's over."

Xuan Yi took a deep breath, she really wanted to freeze him into a ball and stuff his mouth with white snow to torture him, but this is the Yuhua Palace, and Zheng Zeyuan's spirit is so fascinated, it's really inappropriate.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Shaoyi sighed quietly, "Come on, let's talk about dual cultivation of yin and yang. In the past, I like to take off the clothes of the goddess first, but if it's with you, I'll take off mine first..."

"I would rather take off your skin." Xuan Yi interrupted him coldly.

He glanced at her patiently, and continued: "Let you lie in front of me again..."

"Knock your teeth out one by one."

Shaoyi shut up abruptly, narrowed his eyes and stared at her, she looked at him calmly, calmly.

"Now I suddenly realize," he said word by word softly, "it should be very good to be a reckless man."

Xuan Yi said lightly: "You really scared me, Brother Shaoyi."

Shaoyi looked at her for a long time, but finally he smiled. He was about to speak, but he heard a voice calling him from outside the wood fire and parasol forest: "Shenjun, you are ready."

Xuan Yi turned his head immediately, but saw two priests standing not far away, their clothes were embroidered with golden black birds, they were the warrior priests of the Qingyang Clan, they looked very indifferent, and they didn't greet her politely when they saw her.

Shaoyi turned around and left, saying, "Okay, I'll go first. Little Niqian, I look forward to meeting you in the lower realm this time."

Nether? What's the meaning?

Xuan Yi wanted to ask, but felt it was meaningless, because he was accompanied by generals and priests. After contemplating for a long time, he couldn't figure out why, so he simply didn't think about it, and walked out of the wood fire and phoenix forest slowly with dead leaves, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly found a familiar figure standing in a daze outside Zhengzheng courtyard, it was Zhixi. She immediately called her: "Senior Sister! Are you here to see Senior Brother Gu Ting?"

Zhixi turned around abruptly, her complexion pale, the incident of Gu Ting's injury gave her such a big stimulus, Xuan Yi didn't know what to say for a while, but saw her staring at him first, then her eyes gradually softened, and finally there was a big big tears fell~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xuan Yi never knew how to comfort the crying goddess, so he had to hand her his handkerchief after standing for a long time.

Zhixi didn't answer, quickly wiped away the tears with her sleeve, and said in a low voice, "I'll go and see Junior Brother Gu Ting."

Although Xuanyi had just come out of Zhengze Courtyard, now Zhixi came and looked lost again, so she hugged her arm and said softly: "Let's go together."

Zhixi froze for a moment, nodded, walked into Zhengze courtyard with her in silence, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Xuan Yi, you... are not a child now, you should..."

"What?" Xuan Yi didn't hear clearly.

"No, nothing." Zhixi shook her head and stepped into the hall.

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