Tiansheng 15 years

Mr. Qianwei yelled towards the room: "Ben Gang, you just stay in the room honestly, I will let you out when the ruins happen." What answered him was a surge of spiritual power.

"Sure enough, it's the outline, so let's do it without saying a word."

A gentleman is like jade, gentle and elegant.Lin Bengang, a gentle gentleman who stands quietly under the moon, and a scholar with elegant demeanor, although he usually treats people gently, but when the critical moment comes, he still displays the qualities that a cultivator should have, and a cultivator is the most indispensable He has exactly all the things.

When Qianwei Jun was still a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Period, he was a little apprehensive to face the serious Lin Bengang.Every time they meet, he is the one who looks away first, and then he will slander Lin Bengang for being so angry in his heart.

Once, when he was drunk, he asked, but what he got was Lin Bengang's helpless sigh and his loving and cherishing eyes.He asked deliriously what he was looking at?But Lin Bengang said that he was drunk and helped him go back to rest.

The next day, when the sky was clear and the weather was clear, he climbed up to look far away, and asked him again, Lin Bengang smiled gently, and begged him not to drink so much in the future, he didn't like it.

At that time, he was young and energetic, and he could not listen to persuasion. Lin Bengang didn't want him to drink, but he wanted to drink, and he wanted to drink the best wine all night.

The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny. The theory of "difficulty" in "Nanfeng Jingshilu" is really not misleading.At that time, he was so dizzy from drinking that he pawed Lin Bengang, raised his hand and vowed that he would never drink more, while the person who supported him gave a rare cold smile, and said in his usual gentle tone: "Drinking will hurt your health, young master, just be aware of it." .

Lin Bengang's indifferent smile at that time still puzzled him, but he was too embarrassed to ask again as time passed.

Everyone has a secret, and he is no exception.

Mr. Qianwei looked at his courtyard, which seemed peaceful on the surface, and thought about where he should temporarily live these few days.

Before he bought it, Shuijiang Pavilion was a restaurant specializing in fish banquets. It only provided rooms for rest, and there was no rule of staying overnight. Therefore, there were not many rooms for rest. Roughly speaking, However, there are more than 20 rooms, and the small and exquisite ones account for more than half.

As a dignified Mahayana practitioner, although he loves the small and exquisite house in his heart, he is determined not to live in this small house. The dignity and face of a realm cultivator.

After much deliberation, he can temporarily stay in all the spare rooms in the Shuijiang Pavilion, except for the small river flower pavilion standing next to the water, the rest are not suitable.

A burst of spiritual power came out, saying that he wanted to live in Xiaojiang Huaxie, and then Qianwei Jun left for Luo Yang's recuperation home. He needed to have a good talk with Luo Yang.

It seemed that the trip to the ruins this time would not be as smooth as usual, but they had no choice but to show that they had no room to retreat. They might be recalled unless something terrible happened along the Songhe River, but this possibility was extremely slim.

Mr. Qianwei needs to make sure that Luo Yang's injuries can be completely healed before the ruins are opened, otherwise Songheyan will lose a powerful cultivator, and they will be at a loss for this once-in-a-century trip to the Junzitao ruins.

As the person in charge of Songheyan this time, if something like this really happens, not only will his face be tarnished, but it will also affect the face of the entire Xianmen.

Prepare for the worst and try to protect the safety of the children. This is what he should do as a Mahayana practitioner, and it is also an unshirkable responsibility as an elder.

"I hope nothing bad will happen again." Hope has always been illusory, but now he wants to believe it.

The green pistils are as clear as water, the flowers are as white as snow, and the fragrance seems to be there or not. Being in it is like being in a fairyland.But this was not the case for Liang Feiqin. He was resting on the stone table with one hand, and the black chess piece in his hand was repeatedly switched at his fingertips, but he would not put it down.Luo Yang opposite him was dressed in a snow-white brocade robe with cloud patterns. Perhaps it was because he was in the warm spring sun or because he was unhealed because of a serious injury. Come gently.

He supported his jaw with one hand, and held a white chess piece in the other hand, his eyes stared at the black and white chessboard, his eyes were blurred and void.

Liang Feiqin put down the chess pieces, glanced at Luo Yang who was not the same as before, and said, "It's your turn."

Luo Yang silently dropped the chess piece in his hand, and was about to pick up another chess piece, but was interrupted by Liang Feiqin's sudden movement.He lowered his eyes to look at the hand on the side of his face. It was slender and delicate. The palm of his hand was different from his cold one. It was as warm as a cup of tea suitable for drinking.

"My lord." He asked, seeming to look at Liang Feiqin.

Liang Feiqin blinked at him, and said innocently: "Well, I was thinking too much, you are still you, nothing has changed." When looking at people, there is always a layer of cold mountains.

Luo Yang lifted Liang Feiqin's hand and put it on the stone table. He lowered his eyebrows and reminded him coldly: "Young Master, it's your turn." Don't think about things you don't understand, otherwise The only one who is entangled is himself.

Liang Feiqin glanced at the chessboard, his fingers restlessly clung to Luo Yang's snow-white cuffs, and his soft fingertips stroked the outline of floating clouds embroidered with gold silk.He narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, and said: "This sentence ends here, let's start again."

Luo Yang glanced at him, and without saying a word, put the pieces on the chessboard back into their respective baskets, and he didn't make a sound until he was done.

"Son."

Two short words, but I don't know how many times they have been called.

Liang Feiqin looked at him, and couldn't help asking him: "Will you still call me that in the future?" Just like Master Shenlin called me Qianweijun?

Luo Yang nodded without hesitation, and said, "I will always be your bodyguard."

"Luo Yang, don't lie to me." I will believe it.

Luo Yang said: "I didn't lie to you." There was a trace of helplessness in his brows and eyes.

Liang Feiqin looked up at him, and said seriously, "I believe you." So please don't lie to me, please.

Luo Yang understood the pleading in his eyes, felt a pain in his heart, but still lowered his head as if evading, pointed at the chessboard and reminded: "My lord, please."

Reluctantly, Liang Feiqin withdrew his hand, randomly picked up a chess piece, and placed it on the Tianyuan position on the chessboard.

Don't take the usual path in the first move, son, don't you want to play chess?Luo Yang looked at Liang Feiqin and saw him lazily leaning on the stone table, looking bored, so he knew he was bored.

"My lord, you don't have to be here."

Liang Feiqin's eyes immediately widened upon hearing this, and he said, "Are you driving me away?"

"My subordinates dare not."

"You don't dare, but you will. I tell you that even if you have this idea, you have to hold it back, or I will sue my father." exception.Speaking of anger, he stood up straight away and grabbed Luo Yang's sleeve.

If I hadn't been injured, it would have been the collar that was pulled.Luo Yang sighed in his heart, put down the chess piece in his hand, and pressed his cold palm against the palm of his sleeve, he said: "You won't, my lord."

Liang Feiqin snorted coldly, turned his wrist, clasped his fingers tightly with Luo Yang, and slowly warmed the cold palm with his warm palm. He lowered his eyes to look at the overlapping palms, and said in a casual tone: "Yes. Do you have so much confidence in me?" On a whim, he placed Luo Yang's hand under his nose, using his nasal cavity to catch the breath of ice and snow that he loved.

As the warm breath blew on his normally cold skin, Luo Yang subconsciously struggled, in exchange for Liang Feiqin's dissatisfied stares.

Luo Yang reminded: "Mr. Qianwei is here."

"Come here when he comes." Liang Feiqin rubbed his nose against the back of Luo Yang's hand affectionately, and wet his fingers with his warm lips.

Luo Yang immediately pulled away as if he was being burned. He met Liang Feiqin's questioning gaze, and rarely expressed his dislike. "Young master is not a child anymore." When he was young, he could let Liang Feiqin chew his hand like a carrot, but not now.

"So what?" Liang Fei and Qin Jin looked at him proudly, and said, "You are my guard, let alone your life with one hand is mine."

Luo Yang's face was full of anger, he stood up, and said coldly to Liang Feiqin: "That's true, but the young master's behavior has gone too far." After speaking, he flung his sleeves and left the small courtyard.

Liang Feiqin was startled by Luo Yang's rare anger, and he didn't realize what happened until his figure disappeared from sight.

Luo Yang, was he angry just now?

The face is full of anger, not smiling but prestige.Luo Yang is in this state at the moment, although seeing that Mr. Qianwei is not good at being presumptuous in front of his elders, a sense of resentment is still inadvertently expressed on the brows.

Rarely popular!Mr. Qianwei laughed lightly, and said: "Your immediate elders and I are worried about you, and now it seems that we are overthinking."

Luo Yang was silent.

Well, it seems that their worries are not over yet.Qianwei Jun looked around, swiped his fingertips, and dragged out two round stools not far away.One for him to sit down, one for Luo Yang to sit down.

"I don't know why Mr. Qianwei is looking for his subordinates?" He sat down politely.There is only one floor between Mahayana and Nascent Soul Stage, so he can indeed sit down in front of Lord Qianwei.

"Before we left, the mountain master once said that we can discuss things with you." Although he was puzzled, he also felt that Luo Yang was indeed a person who could discuss things during this trip.

"Please speak."

Lord Qianwei pondered for a while, and said: "At midnight yesterday, something happened in Songhua Yanyu Pavilion."

Luo Yang looked at him calmly, waiting for him to continue, there was no trace of curiosity on his face.

"Songhua Yanyu Pavilion is the Zhanwang Flower Pavilion, and the one next door is the Ao Family's Li Residence." Although Qianwei Jun has never been there, he should know that he knows it all. "Last night, everyone in the Beauty's Residence was slaughtered, and the entire courtyard was scratched by the sharp claws of wild beasts."

Slaughter, scratches?Could it be that there are still two groups of people.Luo Yang's brows furrowed and then parted, his ocher red eyes were as cold as blood.