Hello, Yan Chaobai

fourteen

"Knights, please stop." The woman in Taoist robes softly called out to the Sanqing Hall.

The man in black stopped when he heard the words, and slowly turned around and said, "What do you have to teach me?"

It was only then that Feng Xu'er realized that the person under the bloated robe was actually a handsome young man. The moment he turned around, the young man's eyes danced with a deep light like will-o'-the-wisps, but the next second his eyelashes drooped, Cover a piece of peace.

"Uh... this young man, did you come to my Sanqing Hall to pray for blessings?" Feng Xu'er, who didn't expect the other party to be so young, stuttered, and then looked as usual, "I have three bronze, purple gold, and emerald jade here. Longevity lock, which one do you want?"

Yan Chaobai froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Only the longevity lock? What is the use of such things?"

Feng Xuer was taken aback.Most of the worldly people put on the padlocks of the Chunyang Palace only for the sake of longevity, and those who are devouring blood with knives are even more resigned to life.

She looked at Yan Chaobai, the young man was dressed in black, standing tall, with a corset collar and a thin waist outlined in the wide coat, and a few strands of black hair on his forehead under the hood Quite vigorously raised, and matched with a pair of slender pupils slightly raised under the eyebrows, the whole person is like a sharp sword half out of its sheath, flamboyant without losing its sense of proportion.

What a quack boy!

How long has it been since I saw such a person?

"Is there only the longevity lock?" Xuanjia youth smiled and said, "Once there are many rivers and lakes, there is no need to fear life and death!"

His eyes are black and transparent, his face is full of high spirits of a young man, just the right restraint and indulgence to look straight at the heart is refreshing, and his heart is full of lofty ambitions.

Feng Xu'er admired it in her heart, but the young man suddenly approached, and said in a low voice: "Is there a concentric lock?"

Feng Xu'er was taken aback: "What?"

The young man's fair face was faintly red, and his voice became lower and lower: "It's just...to give love—to like-minded...that kind of people's locks..."

"This..." Feng Xu'er was about to reply, when a tall figure suddenly floated out of the corner of her eyes, she hurriedly looked at it, but it was a Taoist priest in white.

"What are you talking about?" the Taoist priest asked the boy.

The young man was suddenly embarrassed: "No, it's nothing." He straightened up abruptly and distanced himself from Feng Xu'er, then scratched his head, and said seriously: "I'm asking my master for a longevity lock."

The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes: "To your master?"

The young man who was upright a moment ago suddenly became half shorter. He rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed at Feng Xu'er: "This sister asked me to beg."

Feng Xuer: "???"

"What lock do young heroes want?" Thoughts flowed like clouds, Feng Xu'er saw Yan Chaobai looking at the row of locks behind her with a regretful expression, so she asked.

"A hundred battles and a lock!" Yan Chaobai blurted out, thought for a while, and changed his mind, "Is there something called a concentric lock in this world?"

Feng Xu'er was so startled by the phrase "a hundred battles and a hundred victories", she couldn't recover for a long time, and subconsciously responded.

Yan Chaobai drooped his eyes, and two completely different minds flowed slowly in his body, hot and cold, intertwined into a blend of flesh and blood.Modao Dadun, with the Tai Chi gossip printed on it, twitched restlessly in his heart, as if he was urging himself to change his mind.

"I want a concentric lock." Yan Chaobai raised his head and said, "For a couple."