There is a demon who pleases you

With a thought in mind, Xuan Qing blurted out and asked: "Has the palace master ever seen someone who looks exactly like Yi Jian Jing Hong?"

"No," the palace lord's eyes flickered slightly, "A sword that shocked Hong Hong looks majestic. If I have seen it, I will never forget it."

Xuan Qing smiled wryly and said, "I was thinking too much."

Senior brother prefers beauties, at that moment Xuanqing suddenly felt that the Palace Master might have seen him when he was young.

"However..." The palace lord changed the subject and fell into memories, "There was an equally astonishingly talented young master Pian Pianjia in the martial arts decades ago, who won the heart of the number one beauty, but he was like a flash in the pan. Appeared out of nowhere in Jianghu, stirred up a storm, and then hurriedly left the scene, and disappeared without a trace together with that beauty."

Xuanqing's heart was hot, and there were thousands of words in his mind, but his throat moved, and finally he only came to the sentence "thank you".

With many things on his mind, Xuan Qing walked out of the hall and saw Xiao Hongyan pacing back and forth, and couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his forehead.

Xiao Hongyan saw Xuan Qing's eyes brighten up: "What does the old witch want you for?"

Xuan Qing gestured with her hand, I was the one looking for her.

Xiao Hongyan said angrily: "You can talk to me now, who can understand your nonsense!"

"Oh, I found her. And she's your grandmother, not an old hag."

Xiao Hongyan snorted: "Have you ever seen someone whose grandmother is so young after a long time?"

Xuan Qing thought, not only did he meet them, there were more than one of them, but they were not grandmothers, but demons, Taoist priests, half-ghosts...

Xuan Qing said: "The palace lord is not a demon, you can't call her a witch."

Xiao Hongyan rolled her eyes: "If you don't call her a witch, what do you call her?"

"At best, it's an old woman... No..." Xuan Qing held his chin and thought about it, "It's a bit wrong to call it that way... It's better to be called the old palace master, but you are her grandson, so it's unfamiliar to call you that... Then..."

"That's enough!" Xiao Hongyan interrupted Xuan Qing, "I'm convinced of you, don't get hung up on addressing her, just tell me what you're looking for."

Xuan Qing hid the part about the senior brother, and recounted to him exactly what he had said in the hall, but when he heard this, his veins sprang up and he whipped at Xuan Qing's body.

"Do you know that the Wushuang Palace can only have one palace owner!"

Xuan Qing dodged his whip and said, "I know."

He pumped harder: "I know you still proposed a martial arts competition. One person won, and the other...the other person..." Speaking of this, he snapped the whip, and the blood flowed down the burst tiger's mouth Flowed out, but the eyes were even redder, "I misread you!"

Afterwards, no matter what Xuanqing said, he couldn't listen to him anymore, and left in a daze, his bright red robe blending into the setting sun looked extraordinarily bleak.

...The position of palace lord is so important?

Xuanqing was still thinking about this question when he returned to his residence, and when he was feeding Yijian Jinghong medicine at night, he accidentally slipped the spoon over his mouth and poked it on his cheek.

Xuan Qing looked at his dark face and smiled: "So you have a dimple."

"Ah!"

Yijian turned his head in shock, found the spoon, and bit it down.

Xuan Qing immediately panicked: "Why did you bite off the spoon, spit it out!"

Sweating profusely, I took out the broken spoon, and the medicine was cold, so I had to ask the pharmacy to prepare another bowl.

Before Xuanqing said anything, Yijian Jinghong looked at him reproachfully, as if he was the one who did the wrong thing.

Xuan Qing looked at him for a while, and couldn't help laughing again: "Why are you always so expressionless, is your character so old-fashioned?"

I'm used to the hippie smiling face of my senior brother, but it's really strange to see this face that is always taut.

Yijian Jinghong imitated Xuan Qing and raised the corner of his mouth: "I am Xuan Qing."

Xuan Qing said pleasantly: "It turns out that you also have dimples on the left side of your cheek."

The sword at his waist was pulled out, Yijian Jinghong was still unconscious and his sword skills were still there, and his exquisite sword moves and earth-shattering sword energy attacked Xuanqing without reservation.

The wall was scratched, the vase was broken, and the door panel was dead, Xuanqing saw the maid who came to deliver the medicine put the medicine bowl on the stone table in the courtyard and called the servants to leave.

Xuan Qing jumped into the yard and picked up the medicine bowl.

"You want me to practice sword with you, drink up the medicine first."

Yijian Jinghong was still as good as before, but when he put the sword back into the scabbard, he chopped the bowl into pieces.

Xuan Qing looked down at the black concoction on his fingertips thoughtfully...

A sword startling a bird is really afraid of suffering.

Three days later, because Yi Jian Jing Hong couldn't drink the medicine obediently every time, Xuan Qing thought about diverting his attention before letting him drink it unknowingly, so he told him what happened in the mountains.

"There are fewer monsters on Yao Mountain, and fewer little monsters. So the small matter of the little fox being able to transform into a human and go down the mountain to practice has become a major event. The elves in the mountain held a meeting and decided to send a representative from each clan to give advice. One or two, don't let humans be bullied..."

After talking for a while, Xuan Qing peeked at him, Yi Jian Jinghong leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep, and he didn't know how much he had listened to.

"You don't like this story, I'll change it. Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a Taoist temple in the mountain, and there was a perverted little Taoist priest in the Taoist temple..."

"Shut up." Yi Jian Jinghong finally moved and said impatiently.

Xuan Qing looked at the little maid next to him questioningly: "Did I read well?"

The maid said: "Mr. tells all the stories with the same tone, like chanting scriptures." After speaking, she glanced at Yi Jian Jinghong sympathetically.

Xuan Qing scratched his head in embarrassment, he rarely went out to make friends in the past, so he didn't expect it to be so bad.

The maid covered her mouth and smiled at Xuan Qing, seeing Yi Jian Jinghong opened her eyes, she immediately stopped her smile and lowered her head.

Since he couldn't read the book, Xuanqing decided to give him some magic tricks.

Gently rubbing your fingers, a wisp of thin smoke floats up gently, the smoke rises between the eyebrows and stops spreading, following Xuanqing's thoughts, it turns into the shape of a rabbit.

The maid stared wide-eyed and said, "It's so cute, how did you do it?"

Xuan Qing smiled: "You can't say it."

The maid asked again: "Can a little monkey be conjured?"

Xuan Qing nodded and said, "Yes."

However, the monkey hadn't formed yet, and with a wave of his hand, it disappeared in smoke.

The maid suddenly shook her body and stammered: "Sir, I have to go down first, you and the young master have a good rest." Then she ran out in a hurry like a scourge behind her.

Xuan Qing looked down at the sword, and he resumed the demeanor of closing his eyes and dozing off.

Was the sword energy he released just now unconscious? Xuanqing touched his forehead, the trauma healed quickly, and it is still unknown when his mind will recover.

"Ugh……"

Hearing Xuan Qing's sigh, Yi Jian Jinghong raised his hand and squeezed his lips together.

Xuan Qing blinked, surprised by his actions, poked his unobvious dimples with his mouth: "Why did you smile, and then stopped laughing."

He slapped Xuan Qing's hand away, Xuan Qing still wanted to ask him, but the maid came back outside the door again, her voice was still trembling: "Sir, the Palace Master has decided that the two Young Palace Masters will have a martial arts competition today, please Go and watch."

This palace lord was really resolute, but in a few days, Xiao Hongyan's injury had just stabilized, and the contest was held, but in this way, her fate was approaching.

Xuan Qing asked Yi Jian Jinghong: "Do you want to go and have a look together?"

He didn't speak, just pursed his lips.

"Let's go."

The little maid's eyes turned around on them, and she was shocked again when she saw Yijian Jinghong, she didn't dare to look around anymore, and obediently lowered her head to lead the way.

When they arrived at the martial arts arena, the competition seemed to have been going on for a while, the two brothers were sweating profusely and panting, as Xuan Qing thought, they looked evenly matched, neither of them exerted their full strength.

The lord of Palace Wushuang was seated high above, glanced at Xuan Qing from a distance, and then turned his attention back to the two of them.

Xiao Hongyun's martial arts are no longer elegant, a trident halberd falls like thunder, and swims like a dragon.On the other hand, Xiao Hongyan still looked rebellious, but he had some scruples and didn't even use the usual poisonous needle.

Xuan Qing took Yi Jian Jing Hong to find a seat with a good view and sat down. At first he was a little bit interested, but as the game became more and more inseparable, his interest dropped again and again.

It's not interesting to test each other and stand at a stalemate.

The palace lord obviously thought the same way, she moved her fingers slightly, and a wave of evil energy bounced on Xiao Hongyan's leg through the air, and Xiao Hongyan bent her knees and fell into Xiao Hongyun's attack range.

I didn't want Xiao Hongyun to react quickly, pressing the long halberd hard, first Xiao Hongyan blocked it, then slipped his hand again, and sent his body forward, Xiao Hongyan, who was originally at a disadvantage, became the upper hand.

Xiao Hongyun made a false move, pretending to counterattack, but when Xiao Hongyan made up with his sword, he let go of his defense, Xiao Hongyan quickly stopped when he saw that the situation was wrong, but it was still a step too late.

Even if Xuanqing's luck tilted the tip of the sword, the long sword still pierced through Xiao Hongyun's body.

Xiao Hongyan watched in disbelief as Xiao Hongyun fell down, bleeding profusely.

"Big brother!"

He knelt down on the ground, hugged Xiao Hongyun and cried bitterly: "Why did you do this!"

Xiao Hongyun struggled to raise his hand to touch his head, looked at him tenderly and said, "I'm an older brother, so I have to let you."

"Who wants you to let it go!"

Plenty of tears dripped from Xiaohongyan's eyes, melting away the indelible blood on Xiaohongyun's clothes.

Listening to Xiao Hongyan's unstoppable sobs, Xuan Qing looked at Xiao Hongyun's generous face to die, and reminded: "It's just a poke in the shoulder, stop the bleeding in time, it won't hurt the bones."

Xiao Hongyan glared at Xuanqing with red eyes: "Get lost, if it wasn't for you, how could Big Brother be like this!"

"Ayan!" Xiao Hongyun scolded in a hoarse voice, "No wonder sir, it's all fate..."

Xiao Hongyan said sadly: "Brother!"

Xiao Hongyun shook his head with a wry smile, "If you don't die today, you won't be able to be the Palace Master. In the future..."

Xuan Qing continued: "In the future, I can be the deputy Palace Master."

"..."

silence.

An overwhelming silence.

Xuan Qing asked puzzledly: "Why do you look at me and don't speak? The position of Palace Master is so important that your brothers should kill each other, can't you support each other?"

Everyone looked at the high palace master together.

The palace lord supported his forehead and said: "Wu Shuang Palace has never had a deputy palace lord before."

Xuan Qing asked: "I didn't have it before, so I can't have it in the future?"

"..."

Another long silence.

Xiao Hongyun jumped up suddenly, tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes to bind his shoulders, and smiled lightly at Xiao Hongyan, "Then I'll thank you little brother here first."

Xiao Hongyan wiped away tears, and said with a sneer, "Oh, brother, it's too early to thank you now."

"Not too soon, Wushuang Palace will need you in the future."

"Didn't the big brother just say that he wanted to let the little brother go?"

"So this tiring and annoying position of Palace Master is entrusted to me, little brother can be an idle Vice Palace Master with peace of mind."

"Look at the needle!"

"..."

Xuan Qing was puzzled, why did they fight again?