Brother Wen's little padded jacket

"Brother, do you want to go to Qingxu Academy to discuss Taoism?"

Xiangyi sat on the roof and meditated without opening her eyes, "No."

"There is a ceremony for the founding of the Great Justice League, do you want to go?"

Xiangyi was thinking about something, without raising her head, "I won't go."

Xiangxiu landed beside him lightly, "Anyway, they nominated you to be the leader. They think so highly of our family. It's not justified if you don't show up."

Xiangyi finally opened her eyes, and choked out a word after being silent for a long time, "Oh."

Xiangxiu laughed angrily at him, "In the first few years, you were still young, and you were told to devote yourself to practicing swordsmanship, but you really practice hard every day with your head covered? What are you thinking, working so hard."

Unexpectedly, Xiangyi replied calmly, "I miss senior brother."

"..."

When their father Xiangyong was still there, the two brothers had been learning "Xiangzheng Sword Art" from his father. Later, he was killed by his own brother Xiangxiong, and Xiangyi had to stay in Lingyun Villa for several years.He didn't have a master in his life, but he had a brother.There is only one brother.

Xiangxiu, who has become a family, couldn't bear it, and laughed at him, "Didn't you refuse to call him senior brother before? Why are you willing to call him now?"

Xiangyi didn't answer this time, she lowered her head slightly, her ears were still red.

...Xiangxiu suddenly didn't want to know at all.

"You keep thinking, I won't bother you anymore." Xiangxiu nodded his forehead, shook his head and left.

Unexpectedly, he turned back not long after, and asked with a smile, "The ceremony of the Dayi League is at Lingyun Villa, are you going?"

Xiangyi stood up abruptly, "Let's go."

So when Wen Chongyuan washed his face and went to find the Second Palace Master, he heard that the Grand Palace Master and the Second Palace Master had just left the mountain together, as if they were going to attend some kind of ceremony.

Wen Chongyuan was a little disappointed, and was curious about what kind of ceremony was so powerful that even the second palace master had to attend.

Originally, he could only go back in a bad mood, but suddenly saw the mirror on the bedside—returning to his dream.Wen Chongyuan was almost at the door, but suddenly he was so nervous that his heart beat, he hesitated and then tiptoed over to uncover it, telling himself to take a look.

The Wen Xingyi in the mirror was no different from now, with a white face and a tear mole at the corner of his eye, but Xiangyi was not as tall as he is now, if it wasn't for the broad shoulders and long hands, he would have looked like a girl.

Wen Xingyi's hands and feet were huddled under the quilt, Xiangyi sat on the bed next to him, turned the pages of the book for him, and fed him snacks.

"From hearsay, it's better to practice swords more."

Wen Xingyi was originally nestled comfortably under the quilt with wide-eyed smiles, but when he heard this, he slowly leaned over the table, his whole body was pierced like a glutinous rice ball, and he said softly, "I don't want to move..."

His dark eyes blinked slowly, making the tear mole look like a little star, and he smiled again after speaking.

Brother Xiaocao looks really nice when he smiles.

Wen Chongyuan held the mirror and smirked for a long time, then walked briskly back to his small courtyard.

Hey, it turns out that Brother Xiaocao was afraid of the cold at that time.

Since several well-established teenagers in the world of cultivating immortals disappeared one after another more than ten years ago, the sect masters have proposed to form the Great Justice League.Although the current situation was turbulent and the crowd was excited, the position of the leader could not be settled for a long time, and this plan was still shelved.Later, Yue Mingji, the big brother of Lingyun Villa, took the lead in uncovering the disappearance case, and the culprit was also brought to justice. This idea was even more ignored.It wasn't until the beginning of this year that children from famous families started to disappear again that it was brought up again.

Although Xiangyi lacked interest and didn't have much expectations for such an alliance, she still went through these few hours with a blank expression.

Walking out of Lingxiao Temple, he flew like a free bird to Tingyun Peak, which he had been dreaming about day and night, found a familiar place, sat down on the top of the medicine hut and waited for the rabbit.

He felt very comfortable, and the thatch under his buttocks seemed to still carry the heat left over from the last time he came to incubate.

coming!

Wen Xingyi was carrying a medicine basket on his back, and his features were made more delicate by a light green robe. He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

In contrast, the young man standing next to him was simply an eyesore.

"Lin Xi, there's something wrong with your prescription..." Wen Xingyi smiled and explained to him as he walked, "Purple leaf grass can stop bleeding, we have nothing to do with it, but it's not good for women..."

Lin Xi was a little absent-minded, and asked without thinking, "Why?"

"This..." Wen Xingyi smiled, "When Master comes back, you can ask him."

Xiangyi slandered unhappily, how stupid.

Then the two of them picked medicine in the medicine field, Xiangyi sat motionless, as if he had grown from the roof of the medicine house, fixed his eyes on his Senior Brother Wen, and couldn't get enough of it.

"Senior brother Wen——Senior brother Wen—"

Wen Xingyi stood up, and saw a dark-skinned girl rushing towards him in the distance, she was so excited that she used light work——

"Senior Brother Wen!" Sun Ying almost shook her head, and stood still in front of Wen Xingyi, "Look! I'm injured again!"

Wen Xingyi watched silently as she pointed proudly at the cut on his shoulder, which was still bleeding, and stretched out his hand to hold her down, a faint aura floated on his hand.

Xiangyi was about to jump up, how could she touch the girl's shoulder? !

"Ah, okay, thank you, Senior Brother Wen! Senior Brother Wen, Master said that I have made great progress, and I can take three moves from Senior Brother Ling Yunfeng today!" Sun Ying pulled out the heavy sword behind her and swung it twice as soon as the bleeding stopped, "Drink! Ah! Are you handsome?"

Wen Xingyi made her laugh, "You are a girl, everyone advises you to practice swordsmanship, why are you so obsessed? I will prescribe medicine for you, remember to drink it for a few days. There is a scar on your shoulder, go to the pharmacy to get some Apply the plaster."

In fact, Sun Ying is quite good-looking, but she is a bit dark for a girl, so she is also used to taking the rough guy route, and she spread her hands loudly, "What's the matter? I don't mind, Senior Brother Wen You don't mind too, so it's done?"

Wen Xingyi suppressed his smile a little, "Girls, you can't talk casually."

Sun Ying knew how to accept it when she was young, and looked behind him, "Ah, Brother Lin, you are also here! Why are you so silent, what are you doing, I will help you."

Lin Qi frowned and waved his hands, "No need, you can play by yourself."

"Is Brother Lin's right hand better?"

Wen Xingyi pulled Sun Ying, but the words had already been spoken, and a flash of resentment flashed across Lin Qi's face.

There was a soft sound behind him, and Wen Xingyi subconsciously looked up, the sky above the medicine hut was high and the clouds were light, and there was no one there.

He lowered his head, wiped the blood on his hands, and raised his eyes again, showing a friendly but not intimidating smile.

Xiang Xiu and the several Patriarchs chatted happily, and Xiang Yi appeared in front of them without warning.

Xiangxiu wondered, "Today...so fast?"

Xiangyi greeted everyone, and said lightly, "I'm leaving." After speaking, he was about to leave.

"I'm leaving now? Where's the cloud cake? Where's the pea yellow? Where's the lotus cake? None of them? Tsk, it's been so hard to search everywhere, so let's go?"

Xiangyi's indifferent face was broken for a second, and he bid farewell to the heads of the family, and went away with the sword without looking back.

"Haha, what kind of riddle are the two palace masters playing? I'm so hungry."

Xiangxiu laughed, "It's nothing, just teasing him."

Lin Xi has been in a low spirit for the past few days, and Wen Xingyi asked insincerely on the way back.

His eyes dodged a little, and his voice was soft and weak, "Maybe it's almost the anniversary of my brother's death, so I really can't cheer up."

Wen Xingyi was silent for a long time, and could only reply, "If you want to sweep your brother's grave, but the master is not here, you can ask the owner for instructions."

"Isn't it chaotic recently? I'm not like Brother Wen and you, I can't come in and out at will."

"It's okay. Someday you want to go, I'll go with you."

Lin Qi smiled, but still lowered his head, and replied sullenly, "Then I will thank senior brother on my brother's behalf."

Wen Xingyi vaguely felt that this sounded awkward, and blamed it on his uneasiness. In the end, he only took a detour to send him back to his room before turning back to his Qingluo Pavilion.

Except for the bare and leafless winter, Qingluo Pavilion is very beautiful in other seasons.Creepers and green radishes are interlaced and covered the outer walls of the wooden houses, either red or yellow, jumping and shaking in the autumn wind.

Wen Xingyi lit the brazier as soon as he entered the door, and then took off his coat and wrapped himself in the bed. This little warmth made him satisfied, and then he opened a book of anecdotes and anecdotes next to his pillow, as if the years were carefree and everything was going well.

He started eating grains at the age of seventeen or eighteen. He would not be hungry, but he was used to wanting to eat something when he was free. He opened the drawer with itchy hands. not open.

He exerted some force, and the drawer made a loud noise in an instant, like the tongue of a dog that had been dazed by heat lolling out, all kinds of snacks were stuffed to the brim, Wen Xingyi was stunned, it turned out that that afternoon was not a hallucination.

He looked at the beautifully packaged pastries for a long time, as if he didn't know what to do with them, but finally greed overcame his reason, and he secretly twisted a thin cloud cake and put it in his mouth.

Mmm, so sweet.

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