Brother, this showman

The night was getting darker, and the nightingales on the branches were singing tirelessly, as if they wanted to compete with the moonlight in the sky.

After Xuanyan finished explaining some matters, Ye Wenqing left the courtyard with Feng Lianchen.

As soon as the two of them left, a slender figure walked into the house under the moonlight.

"You're here." Xuan Yan's closed eyes remained closed, and his tone was familiar.

"Have you really made up your mind?" Chen Xian looked at the person leaning on the bedside with complicated eyes, "The area around the South China Sea is extremely dangerous, and it's close to death, let the two of them..."

"Yu Zhi." Xuan Yan paused, slowly opened his eyes, with a weak smile on his lips, "How long do you think I can last with my current body?"

Chen Xian's thin lips trembled, and there was a bit of sadness in his eyes.

"There is no turning back when you shoot the bow." Xuan Yan sighed softly, his eyes dimmed, "You will help me, won't you?" There was a hint of pleading in his words.

Chen Xian stared straight at Xuan Yan for a long time. After a long time, he looked away and smiled wryly, "Yes, Zhan Mingzun."

Xuan Yan's eyes were turbulent, and finally calmed down, he looked at Chen Xian quietly, and said with a smile: "Thank you."

Chen Xian stepped forward to help him lie down, tucked the corner of the quilt again, and said softly: "Rest, take good care of your body, Yanrantai still needs you. Let's talk slowly about the future."

"How long will it be in the future?" Xuan Yan sighed vaguely, subconsciously touched the middle finger of his right hand, paused, looked down, and saw that the place was empty and there was nothing there.

Chen Xian didn't miss his every move, put his hands into the quilt, pulled up the quilt again, and said in an uncompromising tone: "Sleep well, I'll watch you here."

Behind the rockery in the garden, the two seniors who were supposed to go back were staring at the corner in a daze.

Ye Wenqing was squatting in the grass, carefully pushing aside a cluster of thorny weeds, and a black shadow was flitting among the thorns.

From time to time, Ye Wenqing turned his head and told Feng Lianchen: "Junior brother, be careful, if Mr. Wen comes, he won't be able to explain clearly."

Feng Lianchen looked at the pitiful little cutie who was stuck in the crevice of the stone, and at Ye Wenqing's hand which he wanted to get close to but withdrew several times, a smile flashed across his eyes.

"Looking at it." Feng Lianchen replied in a low voice.

With the dim light of the lampstand at the side, Ye Wenqing looked at the little cutie's glowing eyes, and listened to its gradually strange cry due to pain, and suddenly had the idea of ​​giving up.

Why don't we just leave?The little cutie is gone, Mr. Wen must be looking for it, why don't you let it bark again?

Just as Ye Wenqing was struggling, a piece of news came that made his hands tremble.

"Brother, Mr. Wen is here." Feng Lianchen looked towards the figure that was approaching more and more.

Ye Wenqing didn't know where his courage came from, so he grabbed the cutie and lifted it up without changing his face.

So, the shrill scream of the little cutie pierced the night, frightening the dozing bird standing on the branch to flap its wings and leave.

"Ancestor, stop barking." Ye Wenqing quickly pinched the cutie's mouth, bent down and thought about whether to throw it away from him and then grab it in front of Mr. Wen?

I thought so in my heart, and I was about to do it, but just as I started to do it, I heard Wenyu's gloomy voice: "Are you going to send it to see Xiaomei?"

Ye Wenqing's eyes widened, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Feng Lianchen in the corner spreading his hands innocently at him, come on, teammates are not reliable.

"No, I'm smoothing it." Ye Wenqing said while smoothing the cutie.

Ye Wenqing didn't know the seriousness of the strike, let alone the cutie was injured.

So under his palm, the little cutie blew up again.

Ye Wenqing: "..."

Did the cat do it on purpose?

"Give it to me." Wenyu hugged the little cutie back from Ye Wenqing's arms expressionlessly, comforted it in a soft voice, and gently stroked its head from time to time. This series of actions directly touched Ye Wenqing I was dumbfounded.

This is Mr. Wen?Could this person with a gentler voice than the master be Mr. Wen chasing him around with a ruler?Sure enough, cats live better than people.

"Have you seen enough?" Wen Yu asked.

Ye Wenqing came back to his senses and nodded: "Enough is enough."

"I didn't hurt the cutie." Ye Wenqing thought about it and still wanted to explain.

"I know." Wen Yu snorted softly, "Or do you think you can stand here safe and sound?"

"Little cutie is so beautiful, she deserves to be Xiaomei's child." Ye Wenqing quickly found an excuse.

"This is Xiaomei's ugliest child." Wen Yu clicked his tongue, "Do you have eyes?"

Ye Wenqing: "..."

Sir, you are not good at flattering.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Wen Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "When are you going to leave?"

"What?" Ye Wenqing asked in confusion.

"Go look for the fallen wood." Wen Yu said.

Ye Wenqing looked at him in surprise.

Wen Yu sneered, lifted the little cutie up, and said: "Although I am old, I am not blind, but that Zhu Hai is just an idiot. Since your master doesn't want me to know, then I will pretend to be blind." I don't know."

"The area around the South China Sea is full of evil spirits, and with the weakening of the Soul Locking Pillar, I'm afraid it will be even worse." Wen Yu's expression gradually became serious, "And that elder of the ghost clan."

"Ah bah! What the hell elder, it's just Huhaha, that idiot!" Wen Yu spit out a dirty word for the first time, which made the little cutie in her arms tremble in fright.

Wen Yu comforted her again.

"Huhaha?" Ye Wenqing repeated the name, couldn't help laughing, and kept patting Feng Lianchen's shoulder, "This name is really festive, Junior Brother, don't you think so?"

Feng Lianchen's body froze, an unknown expression flashed in his eyes, and his fingers hanging by his side curled up slightly.

"Junior brother?" Ye Wenqing moved closer to Feng Lianchen and looked at him suspiciously, "What are you in a daze for?"

"It's nothing." Feng Lianchen smiled slightly, "I just think this name...is really ugly."

The next three words were read almost word by word, with a hint of gnashing of teeth, and a hint of coldness.

"Huhaha has been in the world for many years, and he is very cunning. It is difficult to see his true face. Since he has his eyes on Yan Rantai, he will not give up easily, so you should be more careful." Wen Yu warned.

"Thank you for your teaching, sir, I will definitely keep it in mind." Ye Wenqing clasped his hands.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, cutie is hungry, I'm leaving." Wenyu showed impatience, turned to leave with cutie in her arms.

After Ye Wenqing went back to take a bath, he ran to Lu Yan's again.

Lu Yan has been persuading the suzerains of various sects non-stop all day today, and his voice is hoarse. He planned to take a good rest, but Ye Wenqing, the plague god, came again.

"It's late at night, come to see me dressed like this, you're shameless and I'll be shameless." Lu Yan saw that Ye Wenqing didn't even wear his inner jacket, so he put on an outer shirt and walked in. The open neckline was exposed. Strong chest.

"I don't mind what do you mind?" Ye Wenqing hooked his foot over the stool beside him and sat down, "Thinking about you makes me miss me for so many years, so I have to feast your eyes anyway?"

Lu Yan: "..."

A coquettish old bastard.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Ye Wenqing took a sip of hot tea, "I have to go tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I'll buy you a big wreath and burn more girls for you." Lu Yan said without raising his eyes.

"I said, are you looking for smoke, kid?" Ye Wenqing glared at him.

"Okay, okay, go ahead." Lu Yan said how happy he was to win Ye Wenqing, and the corners of his eyes were tinged with a smile.

"Master." Ye Wenqing paused after saying two words, "No, I'll beat you up first."

So, the two brothers and sisters fought on the spot.

Lu Yan's already hoarse voice became serious again. Ye Wenqing's top laces all fell off, and the clothes that were loosely tied before were now spread out on both sides like a cape.

If it was said that Ye Wenqing had the air of a Wei-Jin celebrity just now, then the current Ye Wenqing was showing off her breasts, with a very obscene and obscene temperament.

"Okay, you Lu Yan, you said you didn't miss me." Ye Wenqing snorted coldly, "Undress me."

Lu Yan got up from the ground while supporting the stool, and rolled his eyes at him weakly: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart quickly if you have something to say."

In the end, Ye Wenqing accused Lu Yan of having no good intentions, while talking about his going to the South China Sea.

"Are you taking Feng Lianchen?" Lu Yan asked in surprise.

"Yes." Marven Ye raised his chin, "Are you envious? Are you jealous?"

Lu Yan: "..."

Lu Yan: "Aren't you afraid that he will stab you to death?"

After all, Ye Wenqing was finally stabbed by Feng Lianchen on the mysterious mirror.

"Why don't you leave a suicide note first?" Lu Yan suggested, "In case your parents come back in a day, we have an explanation."

Ye Wenqing hooked his fingers at him, and said with a smirk: "Junior Brother Lu Yan, if you say that, let's fight again."

"I'm not talking about you." Lu Yan frowned, "It's too dangerous to bring Feng Lianchen with you. What if..."

"You better not take him there."

"No." Ye Wenqing refused, "I feel more at ease when I bring him with me. I can pay attention to his every move. I can also know what his next move is. Take him to practice That's fine too."

"After all, don't you just want to find someone to go with you." Lu Yan said angrily.

"That's it." Ye Wenqing admitted frankly, "It's so boring to be alone."

"Senior Brother Yan." A clear and gentle voice sounded from outside the door at the right time.

"Huh?" Ye Wenqing looked at the black figure outside the door with wide eyes, and asked silently, why is Feng Lianchen here?

Lu Yan also looked puzzled.

"Brother Yan, is my brother in there?" Feng Lianchen continued to ask.

It was contradictory to say this, and it sounded strange, but Lu Yan thought it was normal.

Ye Wenqing came back to his senses, and subconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly, like a little daughter-in-law who has been bullied by a bully.

Lu Yan looked down at his wrinkled body after the fight with Ye Wenqing just now, and his collar was a little open.

Lu Yan: "..."

It's over, how can this be explained?No, why explain?It was nothing.

"Hurry up and tear off my clothes." With difficulty, Lu Yan turned his hand and tugged at the clothes on his back that were caught by something, and pushed Ye Wenqing, who was like an old monk in a trance.

Ye Wenqing stretched out his hand reluctantly, just at this moment the door was pushed open.

When the four eyes meet, time stops instantly.

The clothes on Ye Wenqing's shoulders slipped off, revealing a few long red marks on the exposed skin.

Lu Yan's face was still blushing from Ye Wenqing's anger, and his clothes were disheveled. Just now, he grabbed Ye Wenqing with his hands, and his movements became more and more ambiguous.

"What are you doing?" Feng Lianchen's voice turned cold, his face expressionless.

"Huh?" Ye Wenqing withdrew his hand, pulled his clothes again, and scratched his hair a little embarrassedly, "Then let's chat casually, it's nothing."

"Taking off and chatting?" Feng Lianchen's eyes fell on Ye Wenqing's obviously damaged coat, his voice was hoarse, and he said with grievance, "Brother agreed to practice calligraphy with me after bathing."

"Let's go! Go back and practice calligraphy!" Ye Wenqing stood up abruptly, pulled Feng Lianchen outside, and said flatteringly.

Lu Yan just watched the two leave.

Ye Wenqing's voice kept drifting into his ears.

"I really didn't do anything, the clothes were opened by fighting."

"Hey, I just want to laugh at him after taking a shower and have nothing to do. Okay, okay, I won't dress like this in the future, wrap it up tightly, and don't let that kid Lu Yan see it."

"Hey, hey? Why are you hugging me? I'm not cold, not at all? It's okay, I didn't say you didn't say you, don't be angry, don't be angry. Come, come, hug."

Lu Yan: "..."

In order to save my life, there is no lower limit at all, and I don’t know if I will sell myself someday.