Iron Cross Fire

Yuwen Yan snorted lightly, too lazy to talk nonsense, and said coldly: "Feng Tao, you know whether you and Su Qingyan are friends or not. I tell you, no matter what your relationship is, if you treat the Pavilion Master badly and make her sad, I will never let you go."

As he spoke, Yuwen Yan's tone gradually became colder, and he continued: "Also, I will tell you one more thing. I have sent people to investigate Su Qingyan's identity. If the relationship between this woman and you is not what you said, you can wait and see the show. I will definitely make Su Qingyan want to live but not to die."

After the last sentence fell, Yuwen Yan smiled lightly, looked at Yue Feng meaningfully, and turned to leave the room.

What?

Yue Feng's body suddenly stiffened, and he was annoyed when he saw Yuwen Yan leaving.

Damn, this Yuwen Yan, as a woman, is so scheming and cunning that she actually sent people to investigate Su Qingyan.

At the same time as being angry, Yue Feng was also a little anxious.

Su Qingyan is his woman, and she is also the leader of the Wen Sect. Her identity is extraordinary. People who are familiar with him know that she can't stand the investigation.

It seems that I have to find a way to take Qingyan away quickly.

Thinking of this, Yue Feng's face was solemn and he walked out of the room.

Alas!

When he arrived at the garden outside, Yue Feng sighed and asked Pang Tong and others in the Linglong Tower: "Pang Tong, Yuan Tiangang... Do you have any ideas?"

"This..." Yuan Tiangang pondered for a moment and said bitterly: "If it is astronomy, geography, feng shui and astrology, I can still help the master solve the problem, but... this love between men and women, I really can't do anything."ŴŴŴ.WenXueMi.Cc

As soon as the voice fell, Pang Tong also smiled bitterly and said: "Master, I can't help."

Fuck!

Hearing this, Yue Feng was speechless.

"Master!"

At this moment, Zhang Xu, the cursive master, said: "Master, you are now restless and irritable, so naturally you can't think of anything. It's better to calm down, maybe there is a way."

Calm down?

Yue Feng was very helpless and said unhappily: "How can I calm down in this situation?"

Qingyan chose to stay in Xiyan Pavilion, and Yuwen Yan sent people to check Su Qingyan's identity. It's really a headache to think about it.

"Master, writing is the best way to cultivate your state of mind." Zhang Xu said carefully: "I have a lot of attainments in calligraphy. Why don't I tell you my experience? You practice calligraphy. As long as you get into the state, you won't be so irritable. Then, maybe you can think of a way."

Huh!

After hearing this, Yue Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded silently: "Okay."

Anyway, there is no way to think of it for the time being, so it's better to practice calligraphy and adjust your mentality according to what Zhang Xu said.

Next, Zhang Xu told Yue Feng all his experience in calligraphy, and Yue Feng also calmed down, sat on the stone bench in the garden, took a branch, and practiced on the ground.

Speaking of which, Yue Feng's handwriting was originally good, and now with the guidance of the Grass Saint, his calligraphy attainments have improved a lot.

I don't know how long he practiced. As night fell, Yue Feng calmed down through practicing calligraphy, but he still couldn't think of a solution.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Yue Feng had to return to his room.

"Monarch!"

As soon as he arrived in the room, he saw a female disciple waiting inside. When she saw Yue Feng coming back, she said respectfully: "The master said that you are now the monarch and the husband of the Pavilion Master. It is not appropriate for you to live here. From today on, you must rest in the Pavilion Master's room!"

What?

Hearing this, Yue Feng was stunned for a moment. He was cold for a few seconds before he reacted. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Damn, this Yuwen Yan is quite lenient. He believes that he and the Pavilion Master have a relationship and want to sleep together.

Then, Yue Feng took a look inside and saw that the bedding on the bed had been taken away, and he couldn't sleep at all.

Seeing this, Yue Feng smiled bitterly and nodded, "Okay!"

After he finished speaking, Yue Feng followed the disciple and walked towards the Pavilion Master's room.

As soon as he entered the room, Yue Feng was stunned.

The room was full of fragrance and newly decorated. Two female disciples stood there respectfully, and on the chair next to them, the Pavilion Master's face was red and she sat there, very embarrassed.

It was obvious that the Pavilion Master didn't want to rest in the same room with Yue Feng, but she couldn't resist Yu Wenyan.

Swish!

Seeing Yue Feng, the Pavilion Master's face suddenly became hot and shy.

The next second, the Pavilion Master said to several female disciples: "Okay, you all go down."

"Yes, Pavilion Master!" Several female disciples responded quickly and then retreated, but before leaving, they did not forget to look at Yue Feng, and they all smiled secretly.

This Feng Tao, who has become a monarch and the Pavilion Master's husband, came to the Pavilion Master's room for the first time, but was stupid and stupid. It's really interesting.

For a moment, only Yue Feng and the Pavilion Master were left in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

After more than ten seconds, Yue Feng came to his senses and looked at the Pavilion Master with a smile: "Pavilion Master, you have been waiting for a long time. It's getting late. Let's rest."

After that, Yue Feng walked towards the bed.

To be honest, because of taking Su Qingyan away, Yue Feng was depressed and irritable. When he saw the Pavilion Master, he wanted to tease him and relax.

"Stop!"

After taking two steps, the Pavilion Master couldn't help but yelled, feeling ashamed and angry: "Who told you to rest on the bed? Do you really think of yourself as a monarch? I tell you, you are not allowed to touch anything in this room."

When saying this, the Pavilion Master's heart kept rising and falling, and her body trembled with anger.

This Feng Tao, knowing that it was Yuwen Yan who misunderstood, he didn't want to solve it, and now he is so presumptuous in his own room, which is really hateful. I am innocent as jade, how can I let him sleep in my bed?

Not allowed?

Yue Feng stopped, tilted his head to look at the Pavilion Master, and smiled: "Pavilion Master, it's dark, where else can I sleep if I don't sleep on the bed? Besides, it was Yuwen Yan who arranged it, not me, why are you angry with me?"

At this time, Yue Feng was very angry.

Damn, if it weren't for this Pavilion Master, who insisted on staying in Xiyan Pavilion, I wouldn't have met Yuwen Yan, and there wouldn't be so many troubles.

Seeing Yue Feng's playful smile, the Pavilion Master became even more angry, blushing, and said coldly: "This is my room, I have the final say, anyway, you can't sleep on the bed, if you want to rest, just lie on the floor and sleep. Also, you can't take off your clothes."

The tone was cold and the attitude was very firm.

Yu Wenyan arranged it this way, and it was not easy for him to drive him out, otherwise it would be troublesome if Yu Wenyan knew about it. But he must not touch his bed.

Sleeping on the floor? And can't take off clothes?

Hearing this, Yue Feng couldn't help but mutter: "Why? I am your husband now, the monarch of Xiyan Pavilion. You don't allow me to take off my clothes when I sleep, and I can't sleep on the bed? What kind of reason is this? You are totally unreasonable."

The Pavilion Master snorted coldly and ignored him.

Alas!

Yue Feng sighed and took another step: "Okay, I won't take off my clothes, and I won't do anything to you, but you have to sleep on the bed. It's so uncomfortable to sleep on the floor!"

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