Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

There are many towns at the foot of Longsuo Mountain, but the largest and most prosperous is Wangyun Town.At this time, in the corner of Wangyun Tea House, a few monks had just arrived here and were chatting.

The main clan of Longsuo Land - Longsuo Yanmen, the old stories about the suzerain of Yanmen aroused the curiosity of the monks.

"Have you heard that Yanmen has changed suzerain?" said the white-clothed friar after drinking tea.

A monk with a sword sitting at the same table answered: "What are you thinking about? What has the Longsuo Yanmen become in the past ten years? What's the use of changing the suzerain? It's not an embroidered pillow, just a straw bag. Yan Minghuai With that look, how much better can his brother be than him?"

The friar in white said: "You can't say that, it's the 'Golden Pupil Judgment', he was the one who attracted the attention of everyone back then."

"Hmph, so what? No matter how powerful you are, it's impossible to turn things around. Just wait and see, sooner or later Yanmen will be an affiliated sect." The sword-wielding monk immediately retorted.

These two rogue cultivators talked very enthusiastically, but they never expected that the protagonist they were talking about was sitting in a cubicle not far from them.

"Brother, these are all rumors, don't take it to heart." Yan Minghuai shook his fan and smiled awkwardly, took a sip of tea, "If they knew that we were sitting next door, they wouldn't dare to talk like that. And these If the words are true and false, not many people will believe them.”

Yan Xubai said expressionlessly: "It's okay, just listen to it."

At this moment Yan Xubai's complexion is not good, in Yan Minghuai's eyes he is like the king of Hades, if you say why you are so angry, more than half of the reason is to blame Yan Minghuai.

Yesterday's orthodoxy will not end until sunset.In addition to discussing the strange things, the clans also discussed whether to make another formation, which is specially used to strangle the strange things, but many small clans feel that it is a waste of people and money to study the new formation and spread it widely. things.

The manpower and financial resources used to inspect and maintain the Thousand Star Formation every year have already been invested a lot. If a new formation is made, the small master sect may not be able to survive, and they will probably join the big sect and become a subsidiary sect.

In the end, there was no discussion on this matter. Fortunately, the strange things are not as difficult to kill as spirit ghosts, and they are still within the controllable range. The matter of the formation can indeed be discussed in the long run.

After the speech session ended, Qing Shenye invited him to drink, but Yan Xubai politely declined, saying that he drank too much yesterday and was still a little unwell.On the contrary, Yan Minghuai agreed happily.

In the end, it was sent back by Fu Guilan in the middle of the night.

That night, just as Yan Xubai was about to fall asleep, he heard a hasty knock on the door.

"Sect Master Yan, are you asleep? Minghuai is drunk and insists on looking for you."

Was drunk?

Yan Xubai hurriedly got up, put on his clothes, and went to open the door.When the door was pushed open, there was a wave of alcohol smell, which made Yan Xubai's eyes almost unable to open.

Excluding the nine-year gap, Yan Xubai felt that he had been smoked by alcohol since he woke up, so he wanted to make up for the nine-year alcohol smell.

"Please send Minghuai back, thank you." Yan Xubai thought it was some disciple in the dojo, but he didn't look carefully, and reached out to help Yan Minghuai.

"Both Minghuai and Shen Ye drank too much, so I'll send Minghuai back, can you be alone?" The familiar clear voice made Yan Xubai realize who was sending Yan Minghuai back.

It was Fu Guilan.

Knowing this, Yan Xubai was even more unwilling to look at the people behind Minghuai.

It suddenly occurred to him that he was wearing an outer shirt, which was really disheveled.Yan Xubai withdrew his hand that was going to support Yan Minghuai, and went to straighten his outer shirt instead.

"I'll be with you at night, thinking that nothing will happen in the dojo. Unexpectedly, the two of them got into a fight when they were drunk." Fu Guilan said calmly, with a doting tone, as if the two had been in their 20s. The young suzerain is still a child.

Yan Xubai tidied up quickly, and slightly lowered his head to pick up Yan Minghuai.

"Thank you sir, I'll take care of Minghuai. Is Sect Master Qing okay?" Yan Xubai helped Yan Minghuai walk into the house.

The smell of alcohol on Yan Minghuai's body was strong, making Yan Xubai dizzy for a while.

The two supported Yan Minghuai and walked into the house. Originally, Yan Xubai didn't want Fu Guilan to come in, but when Yan Minghuai's whole body was placed on top of him, he staggered and almost fell the two brothers.

Yan Xubai struggled to drag Yan Minghuai inside, and Fu Guilan followed beside him, giving him a hand from time to time, or protecting Yan Xubai with both hands, for fear that the staggering just now would happen again.

"Brother Shen Ye! Let me tell you, my brother is amazing, but my brother is too miserable!" Yan Minghuai broke free from Yan Xubai and jumped onto the bed.

"Ming Huai, come down quickly." Yan Xubai said while standing beside the bed, holding Yan Ming Huai's clothes with one hand.

"I don't want it! Brother Shen Ye, listen to me, how powerful my brother is."

"My brother is capable of both literature and martial arts. He is good-looking and loves me. Anyway, he is good. He can do everything well! I have been waiting for my brother to wake up for a long time."

"My brother is miserable again, woo woo woo, the day my brother was brought back by his grandfather, woo woo woo woo woo."

Yan Minghuai squatted down on the bed, turned his head and saw Yan Xu's fair face, held it in his hands, shook his head, squinted his eyes to look carefully, and suddenly shouted: "You are my brother! No, brother! You were all I'm about to die. I... I thought at the time, no way! Brother, even if you are dead, I will use the spiritual consciousness on Yingluo to bring your soul back!"

This drunk young man suddenly slapped the air three times, and said "Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah!"

Hearing these words, Yan Xubai, who was not in a good mood at all, became even more sour. Taking advantage of the moonlight cast outside the window, Fu Guilan seemed to see some redness at the base of his ears.

"Yan Shen, lie down properly."

Yan Xubai forcefully pressed Yan Minghuai into the quilt, let him sleep well, tucked in the quilt.

Fu Guilan touched his nose, and his gaze stayed on Yan Xubai. He looked at the person in front of him, who was still a young man, but he didn't expect to be able to knock down Yan Minghuai who was taller than him.

But how could Yan Minghuai sleep obediently, and stretched out his hand from under the quilt to reach his elder brother.

The two brothers were like this, one stretched out his hand, and the other stuffed the stretched out hand back, and so on.

Seeing this scene, Fu Guilan found it very interesting. He always thought that he was a squeamish young man, but it turned out that he was actually like this when he was someone else's elder brother.

Standing aside and looking at it for a while, seeing the bewildered young man in front of him, Fu Guilan still felt a little worried, and softly suggested: "Second Young Master is making such a fuss, do you want to cast a sleeping spell?"

Thinking about it, if Minghuai keeps being noisy like this, it will definitely not stop until dawn.

Yan Xubai drew some spiritual energy around his fingertips, drew a small talisman, and tapped it between the foreheads of Yan Ming's arms.

It really worked.

Yan Minghuai gradually calmed down, fell asleep, and breathed peacefully.

"Mr. Fu, please send Minghuai back. I will discipline him well in the future." Yan Xubai still lowered his head slightly, avoiding Fu Guilan's gaze.

Yan Xubai sent Fu Guilan out of the room.

Wuyou on the low table by the window, glowing faintly in the dark room.Fu Guilan was overjoyed when he saw that the sword was placed well, and couldn't help but glance at Yan Xubai again, and held back when he wanted to say something.

After stepping out of the room, Fu Guilan faced Yan Xubai, took another step back, saluted, and said, "Please forgive me if I haven't greeted you well in the past few days. If there is anything else, Sect Master Yan, you don't have to be polite, just ask I can."

This tone.

The trance made Yan Xubai think of that Senior Brother Fu again.

Bowing in return, Yan Xubai didn't say anything.

Fu Guilan left Yiyuan and walked far away.

The room reeked of alcohol, and Yan Ming fell asleep on the bed.

Yan Xubai walked to the table by the window, picked up the note on the table, stroked it carefully, his eyes darkened.He chanted a firefly spell, burned the note, bent down to pick up the sword on the table, and couldn't stop looking at it again.

The night passed, and when Yan Xubai woke up, he found that he had fallen asleep on his stomach on the table again.His shoulders and back were sore. Looking at Yan Minghuai who was sleeping soundly on the mattress, he went straight up and lifted his quilt.

"Go back to Yanmen."

But the person who was lying on his stomach was pulling the quilt and muttering, "Brother, can we play in Luoyang for a few days, Luoyang, the capital of the east, it would be a pity not to play."

Thinking of what happened last night, Yan Xu got angry and his face was very ugly.In addition to being dissatisfied with Yan Minghuai's drunken gaffe, he was more annoyed at himself, and also had an embarrassment that Fu Guilan had noticed.

All these made Yan Xubai, who had received an orthodox education since he was a child, feel uneasy and ashamed.

"Brother, I will definitely not get drunk next time...Don't be angry, brother." Yan Minghuai tugged on Yan Xubai's sleeves flatteringly, his voice brought Yan Xubai back to his senses, and he put down the hand that had been hanging in the air serving tea.Just as he was about to speak, Yan Xubai heard the monks talking behind him again.

"Have you heard of Yan Changge?"

"Of course I've heard of it. Yan Xubai's father, who doesn't know that the previous generation of the Yan family were all short-lived ghosts. Of Yan Guyun's two sons, one died in battle and the other disappeared. The missing one is Yan Changge. Tsk tsk... haven't seen him for so many years. The news is probably dead long ago."

Hearing the voice next door, Yan Xubai squeezed the teacup almost to pieces, and frowned.Yan Minghuai also heard this, and he gently pulled down his brother's sleeve, and said: "Uncle and aunt have not written to me in these years... But brother, don't worry, no news is good news. "

Yan Xubai didn't move, but said indifferently: "The Yan family is the most important thing now,...if there is a fate, we will meet each other."

Yan Minghuai still wanted to persuade a few more words, but the monks next door started again. At this moment, he really wanted to go over and seal their mouths.

"Xiao Er, add another pot of white tea here."

Someone ordered tea and continued: "I remember that it is recorded in the book history that Daishan ghosts appeared in the winter of Tianji 74, and the major Taoist sects scattered in Qianxing Town to strangle the remaining ghosts. The 83rd year of the Tianji."

"That's right. At that time, Yanmen joined forces with Xiantao Yanli and Luozhaoshan Daochang to lead a hundred schools of Taoism to spread the Thousand Star Formation, so that the alienated spirit ghosts could be completely eradicated."

"It was so beautiful at that time, it's not like it is now. Just that Yan Xubai, with his qualifications, Yanmen can completely avoid falling into this situation. After returning from training in the dojo, why did he go to retreat, he is not sensible at all."

Hearing footsteps outside the private room, it seemed that another monk came over and joined the discussion.

"However, it was said that Yan Xubai was wounded when he left Luozhao Mountain. Could there be something hidden?"

"What secrets can there be?"

"Yan Xubai was wounded and left Luozhao Mountain, maybe he was injured while traveling outside, and you didn't see his injury in the dojo with your own eyes."

"I heard that he has a good senior sister in the dojo, could it be... hehe."