The actor was frightened

At the entrance of Wujue Mountain, the demon guards felt a little headache when they saw this handsome and fragrant trespasser.

Xiao Lingyuan stood majestically, letting the mountain wind wrinkle his clothes.

The guard was silent for a while, and then said, "Without your majesty's order, you can't let him go."

Xiao Lingyuan sneered, playing tricks: "Do you know who I am?"

The guard said: "Qinglianshan Gu Chenbi."

Xiao Lingyuan squinted his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "You know, why don't you let me go?"

The guard's face was expressionless, and he still said the same sentence: "No one is allowed to go without the order of the emperor."

Xiao Lingyuan: "..."

After a while, the person sent to report came back and whispered a word in the guard's ear.

"Understood." The guard's expression was solemn.

Xiao Lingyuan was triumphant, now it's time to let him go, I have said that your lord and I have a very good relationship.

The guard looked at Xiao Lingyuan: "This monk, walk slowly."

Xiao Lingyuan: "..."

Xiao Lingyuan said in disbelief: "What did your lord say?"

The guard said exactly what he said: "Block it."

Just two words, not bad, concise, sonorous and powerful, every word is heartfelt.

Xiao Lingyuan: "..."

Gu Chenbi mourned and changed.

Xiao Lingyuan said sharply: "Since this is the case, don't blame me for being rude."

"Please," the guard clasped his fists, turned his head to look around, and ordered, "Set up!"

Dozens of masked men in black fell from the sky upon hearing their orders.

Xiao Lingyuan: "..."

Xiao Lingyuan coughed lightly, and said contemptuously: "Is this how the demons treat guests?"

"Sorry." The guard waved his hand, and the formation began to change constantly.

The hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, Xiao Lingyuan changed his smile: "Can the problem be resolved peacefully? I'm bringing soup to your lord."

The guard didn't say anything, and still insisted on the principle of "leave or fight".

Xiao Lingyuan was not discouraged: "Maybe we are relatives."

The guards were unmoved, and the formation became more and more strange.

Xiao Lingyuan was calm and composed: "Do you know the relationship between me and your lord?"

"Presumptuous!" As soon as the words were finished, a cold voice came. The speaker passed by in the air with a stern expression. After standing still, he raised his eyes and gave him a sideways glance.

"Elder Leng." The guard hurriedly stepped aside.

Leng Jue looked at Xiao Lingyuan and asked, "Who are you?"

"Gu Chenbi."

Leng Jue gave him a cold look.

Xiao Lingyuan had no choice but to say: "Qinglian Mountain Xiao Lingyuan."

Leng Jue said: "Your Majesty doesn't want to see you."

"impossible!"

Leng Jue frowned, not quite understanding why people were so excited, but he didn't think too much, and repeated again: "Your Majesty doesn't want to see you, please come back."

Xiao Lingyuan didn't speak, and raised the cup in his hand.

Leng Jue looked at the man warily.

Xiao Lingyuan said: "I brought soup to your lord."

Cold formula: "..."

"As long as you let me in," Xiao Lingyuan said with a smile like a flower, "I can also give it to you."

Leng Jue was not afraid of teasing, he was unshakable, the same sentence: "Please go back."

"I have a very good friendship with your lord——"

"Presumptuous!" Before anyone could finish speaking, Leng Jue charged at them with a cold face.

A strong palm wind hit, Xiao Lingyuan dodged sideways, and someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Xiao Lingyuan frowned, and deftly twisted his arms, trying to free his beloved clothes from the hands.Leng Jue tugged at the man's clothes, exerting a little force on his hands.

Xiao Lingyuan's clothes had no appearance and were of poor quality. During the stalemate, only a "hiss" was heard, and Xiao Lingyuan's outer robe was torn apart.

Xiao Lingyuan's expression changed, and he quickly turned over. The torn clothes rolled up in the air a few times and wrapped him up again.

Leng Jue froze, and hurriedly stopped after realizing the reaction.

Xiao Lingyuan was protecting his clothes, his face was livid, he gritted his teeth, and kicked Leng Jue hard in the face.

Leng Jue knew he was offended, so he stood where he was and didn't hide, so there was a shoe print on his face.

Many guards were dumbfounded.

After going through this kind of thing, Xiao Lingyuan was in a bad mood, and said in a bad mood: "Since it's not rare anymore, why is Gu Chenbi so stupid!"

After speaking, he threw away the cup in his hand, turned around and left.

A figure quickly passed by, catching the falling jar firmly.

"Your Majesty." Leng Jue bowed his head.

Hearing this, Xiao Lingyuan stopped in his tracks and looked back.

The man covered his face with a silver helmet, holding the cup just now with one hand, dressed in black and black robe, showing a domineering side.

Xiao Lingyuan sarcastically said, "Finally willing to come out?"

Ning Qingying did not speak.

"How free am I!?" Xiao Lingyuan threw down a sentence aggressively, then seemed to think of something again, and gave Elder Leng a hard look.

Leng Jue lowered his head and said nothing.

In the room, Leng Jue, who was originally cold-spoken, was now more like an ice sculpture.

Ning Qingying looked at Leng Jue and whispered, "Elder Leng."

"Yes."

Ning Qingying said seriously: "What did you see then?"

Cold formula: "..."

Leng Jue said honestly, "Underwear."

It's just an underclothes, why is Xiao Lingyuan's reaction so exaggerated?Ning Qingying was wondering when she heard Leng Jue add in a muffled voice: "Pink."

Ning Qingying endured it, clutching her stomach, her shoulders shaking non-stop.

"This subordinate will leave first." Leng Jue felt a little at a loss when he remembered that scene, and hurriedly retreated.

The moment the door closed, "Hahahahaha..." Ning Qingying finally couldn't help it, and she burst into tears.

Xiao Lingyuan was full of anger and was extremely upset. As soon as he returned to Qinglian Mountain, he kicked open the door of Gu Chenbi's room.

"Gu—"

Seeing the scene in the room, Xiao Lingyuan stared wide-eyed.

people!Where did the dead go! ?

Seeing Xiao Erhua deflated, Ning Qingying was in a particularly good mood. He picked up the cup on the table, opened the lid, and the aroma wafted out.

The raised stomach is particularly difficult to satisfy. Ning Qingying has been troubled by the food problem for the past two days, and now when she is hooked by this scent, she is even more greedy, her heart is itchy, as if there are countless little claws scratching her back and forth.

Ning Qingying took off the silver helmet impatiently, took a big sip regardless of her image, and took another small sip after she was satisfied, savoring it carefully.

Stewed for a long time, right?Ning Qingying curled her lips and took another sip slowly.

It's delicious, and Ning Qingying is very satisfied. It would be even better if it was hotter.

She drank it one gulp at a time, reluctant to waste a drop, until the cup bottomed out, Ning Qingying finally licked the corner of her mouth, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Thinking that no one would dare to come in, Ning Qingying leaned lazily on the back of the chair, raised her legs comfortably, and let the chair fall backwards.

Ning Qingying lazily chanted a mantra, fell halfway down and the chair was fixed, maintaining this inclination.

Ning Qingying raised her head contentedly, and then met the familiar face on the beam.

Fuck!Ning Qingying was startled and distracted for a moment, the spell suddenly failed, and the chair fell straight back.

Ning Qingying was startled, and by the time she realized it, she had already fallen into a familiar embrace.

When he raised his eyes, he met those eyes as deep as a pool of water, and there were indescribable emotions surging in the eyes.

Ning Qingying secretly reached out her hand, calmly preparing to take the silver helmet on the table, but someone held her hand down.

The familiar temperature came from the palm, and Ning Qingying moved her fingers uncomfortably.

Gu Chenbi looked at the person and didn't speak.

Ning Qingying calmly pretended to be stupid: "Your Excellency—?"

Gu Chenbi lowered his eyes, and there were tiny injuries in his eyes.

Ning Qingying couldn't bear it, she sighed in her heart, but said forcefully on the surface: "Do you want to?"

Gu Chenbi remained silent, just wrapped his arms around the man's waist and put the belt in his arms.

The two were close together, Ning Qingying's heart was beating a little bit, while Gu Chenbi looked at the person quietly.

Ning Qingying was frightened, and said in a low voice, "Say something."

Gu Chenbi finally spoke and asked, "Does that still hurt?"

Ning Qingying: "..."

Glancing at the remaining half plate of pastries on the table from the corner of the eye, Gu Chenbi frowned: "Wujue Mountain doesn't even have a decent cook?"

Ning Qingying: "Ahem."

What do you want to do with this kind of tone at the beginning?

Gu Chenbi originally wanted to clean up the person, but when he saw the man finish the soup seriously with a satisfied face, half of his anger disappeared, and when he saw the half-eaten pastries on the plate, his anger completely disappeared, and his heart softened completely. When he got down, even feeling a little distressed, Gu Chenbi said softly, "Are you hungry?"

Ning Qingying said calmly: "Your Excellency, please speak carefully."

"Is it good?" Gu Chenbi asked again.

Ning Qingying subconsciously nodded, then shook her head again.

"Maybe I should introduce myself next time?" Gu Chenbi's hands were still tightly restrained around the person's waist, and he leaned closer to the person's ear, the sprayed hot air dyed the earlobe red.

While making such ambiguous movements, his voice was extremely indifferent: "I am Gu Chenbi, a disciple of Master Xuanmiao of Qinglian Mountain."

This time it was Ning Qingying's turn not to speak.

"In this case," Gu Chenbi reminded, "you should say, you have admired your name for a long time."

Ning Qingying opened her mouth, as if something was stuck in her throat.

Gu Chenbi said lightly: "We were quite familiar before."

"You hate morning classes, exercise, assessments, sleeping, eating, and sneaking down the mountain." Gu Chenbi said in a relaxed tone, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him, "But, that was all before."

"The devil, isn't it—" Gu Chenbi leaned close to the person's ear and whispered, "Don't come here without any problems."

Ning Qingying lowered her eyes.

Gu Chenbi asked suddenly: "Do you feel uncomfortable being so close?"

Ning Qingying remained silent.

"It's being abrupt." After a while, Gu Chenbi let go, and politely opened the distance between the two.

Ning Qingying finally raised her eyes to look at the person.

Gu Chenbi habitually stretched out his hand to rub someone's hair, but stopped halfway, slowly withdrew his hand, and said, "Farewell."

After speaking, he turned and walked out the door.