Dressed as a cannon fodder

The new snow covered the path just cleared by the maidservants, and the maidservants gathered in the yard with brooms to discuss how to clear the thick snow.

The air exhaled from the mouth and nose condensed into fog in the air, Feng Yulou stretched out his hand to caress the plum blossoms in full bloom, set off by the beautiful red plum blossoms, Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world.He opened the letter held in the mouth of the blue bird on the plum branch, and slowly rolled it away.

The blue bird chirped and spread its wings to leave.

The letter is about the recent situation of the Ruan family.

Not long after the last birthday banquet, Ruan Ming's youngest son was kidnapped, but fell into madness after returning, unable to wake up for a long time, and his illness became more and more serious.

One day later, after the onset of illness, he stabbed his father with a sword, almost killing Ruan Ming. Now he is locked in an ice prison in Nanzhou, claiming to keep him calm.

Ruan Ming hadn't woken up yet, the elders of Laixian Sect couldn't stand this bastard's reckless demeanor, and wished to take advantage of Ruan Ming's coma to get rid of him quickly.

Dog bites dog.

Feng Yulou shook his head, put his two fingers together, and the letter burned into flying ash in his hand, and was taken to the cold sky along the wind and snow.

He summoned his saber, held the sword in the snow and raised it, bursting with clear light, enveloping the chill of winter, with sharpness hidden in the softness, which arouses people's unconscious desire to explore.

Duan Qian took two steps, and was noticed by the opponent. With a turn of the sword, the cold front had already brought the wind and snow to the front, and the coldness hit his face.

Shaking off the plum blossoms on the branches.

"Why is Junior Brother Duan here?"

"Can't you come to see your brother if you have nothing to do?"

Duan Qian sat down on the stone table in a familiar way, picked up the jade pot on the table and poured it into the cup.

The wine in the jug has been frozen into ice and cannot be poured out.Duan Qian wrapped spiritual power in his palm and warmed the wine in the pot. After a while, the jade pot was slightly hot, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

He poured two glasses, held them up and drank them all in one gulp, "It's cold in winter, so it's really suitable to drink some strong wine." The strong wine brewed by the farmer in the human world is very strong, and when he drank it, it was as irritating as a knife scraping his throat. , the smell of alcohol came out of his stomach, rushing into his brain.

Feng Yulou put away his sword and sat down together, drinking another cup that Duan Qian poured.

He drank it in one gulp, his complexion remained unchanged, but Duan Qian's face was already slightly red.

"In terms of drinking, I'm still not as good as senior brother. With such a good capacity for drinking, senior brother likes to drink tea."

Feng Yulou flicked his sleeves lightly: "That's not true." It's just that there are other people who like to drink tea, and what he comes into contact with is only that person's preferences.

Duan Qian didn't know what he was thinking, so he simply drew his sword and called his attention: "Brother, come and practice with me."

"Okay." Feng Yulou raised his sword and went up.

The two phases clashed, the sword energy was overwhelming, Duan Qian put all his mind on the sword, he blocked the sword energy swept by Fengyulou, turned around and slashed down, the attack was caught, Fengyulou poured spiritual power, and the sword body It turned into three phantoms and rushed straight to Duan Qian's front door.

Duan Qian suddenly lowered his waist to dodge, rubbed his body up, and stabbed Feng Yulou's vital point inadvertently with the tip of his sword, his eyes were full of concentration.

"Junior Brother Duan."

One sentence suddenly awakened Duan Qian, and he looked down, only to see that if he took another step forward, the tip of the sword would directly sink into his heart, unconsciously, exactly.

Duan Qian sighed, "Seven tricks."

"Senior brother cultivated so fast that one can only sigh."

Feng Yulou withdrew the long sword.

"But I didn't lose." Duan Qian moved the long sword away with a smile, and saw a red plum on the tip of the sword, trembling weakly in the wind, unbearable to the cold wind.

"To Senior Brother." Duan Qian used his spiritual power to push the red plum away, and it happened to land on Feng Yulou's shoulder.

Feng Yulou put away his sword and walked over, "Junior Brother Duan is a medical practitioner, but why is he always so obsessed with sword cultivation?" The red plum fell silently to the ground with his movements, and Duan Qian's eyes darkened almost invisible .

Because the person he admired and was infatuated with was Sword Master Yunhua's apprentice.

Duan Qian put the sword on the side of the table, and half-jokingly said: "I am a medical practitioner, but if someone is dissatisfied with my medical skills and wants to take revenge on me, wouldn't I be very dangerous? I just want to have some self-protection cards." Look at the medical practitioners in my Renhua Peak, they all look like frail scholars, and people will hate them for their inexperienced medical skills, and they will only be chased and beaten, and it will be very miserable."

Feng Yulou couldn't help laughing, "It's true."

The two sat on the stone table for a while, the monks were not afraid of the wind and cold, but a little snow piled up on their shoulders, Feng Yulou drank the wine in the glass and swept the snow off his shoulders: "It's getting late, I It's time to go, this Zhaoxue Peak is too high, the wind and snow are heavy, it's not suitable to stay for a long time, junior brother should leave earlier."

Duan Qian stood up, "I will go with my brother."

Feng Yulou nodded: "Alright."

The two climbed down the bluestone stairs that could not be seen at the end. Go with them, and I want to go out with them at that time."

"Oh." Feng Yulou asked casually, "Uncle Song is going down the mountain too."

"Yes," Duan Qian said, "Since Shizun went to Shaoyue Palace a while ago and came back, he hasn't been out for a long time. I thought Shizun had already retreated inside."

"What's the matter?" Feng Yulou became a little interested.

"I don't know, it's just that the little uncle in Shaoyue Palace often comes to my Renhua Peak to pick up some medicinal materials. The master never restrains him, but when the little uncle came these few days, the master didn't go out."

"What kind of medicine to take? Is my uncle sick?"

"That's not true. What I picked up were some ordinary medicinal materials that benefit the spleen and warm the spleen, and ordinary warming and tonic medicines. I think his body has not recovered yet, so he boiled some medicines to nourish his body."

"Then why don't Master Song prepare the medicine for him and send it directly to Shaoyue Hall?"

Duan Qian glanced at him: "The master asked him, but the little uncle said no, he can come by himself. I don't know about it."

Feng Yulou frowned, "Really."

"Senior brother seems to be very worried about junior uncle"

Feng Yulou regained consciousness, pursed her lips and smiled: "No, just ask casually."

Duan Qian didn't speak, he could hear the perfunctory in Feng Yulou's voice that was the same as usual.

The two bid farewell at the foot of the mountain, Feng Yulou thought for a while, walked towards Ziyu Peak, halfway up the mountain, but bumped into the person he wanted to see.

Meng Yunchi was walking down the mountain with Min Hangyuan, without Yujian.

Feng Yulou was a little surprised, and stepped forward: "Is the little uncle going out?"

"Yes," Meng Yunchi seemed a little surprised by his arrival, "Martial nephew Feng came to look for me at this time, what's the matter?"

Feng Yulou smiled slightly, "It's all right, I just miss the tea in Master Uncle Shaoyue Hall."

Meng Yunchi understood it, and said with a smile: "I have something to do when I go down the mountain today, I will talk to my nephew another day. I will ask the palace servant to bring you a pot of tea that has just arrived, so as to relieve my nephew's lovesickness."

Feng Yulou clapped his hands: "Little uncle was joking, if that's the case, then I won't bother you."

Meng Yunchi nodded: "Farewell." He continued walking with the people, and Feng Yulou watched their backs go away behind them.

When he came around the corner, Min Hangyuan, who was one step behind Meng Yunchi, suddenly turned his head, with cold hostility in his eyes, he stared at Feng Yulou in a daze.

what does that mean

Did he see anything?

Feng Yulou suddenly found that, as a master and apprentice, the distance between the two people was too close, it seemed a bit too close.

"Why do you keep turning your head to look at Nephew Feng?"

Min Hangyuan turned his head back suddenly, pursed his lips and said unnaturally: "It's nothing."

"Yeah." Meng Yunchi squinted his eyes, and pulled back his figure who was about to step out of the bluestone brick: "Be careful where you step."

"Yes." Min Hangyuan glanced at him quietly.

The whole journey was silent, and Meng Yunchi's attention was focused on his feet. Occasionally, the brick body was covered with ice, which could not be seen at a glance, but if you accidentally stepped on it, it would become very slippery, and it was easy to fall off the long ladder. go down.

After walking down the long ladder, Meng Yunchi withdrew his attention, but saw that Min Hangyuan looked a little nervous, looked at him and said, "Master, are you... angry?"

Meng Yunchi was a little puzzled: "Why are you angry?"

"I just saw Senior Brother Feng... I absolutely did not prevaricate Master, I really have no other meaning..."

Meng Yunchi: "..."

what are you thinking

Meng Yunchi shook his somewhat cold hand, "Stop talking, the more you try to hide it, the more you say it."

Min Hangyuan seemed more flustered and wanted to explain to him.

Meng Yunchi directly blocked his mouth with his lips, which also eased the man's heart.

After the kiss, Meng Yunchi had an extra branch of plum blossom in his hand, which he just picked from behind Min Hangyuan, he pinched the flower branch in his hand and twirled it, raised his hand and pinned it to Min Hangyuan's ear, "Let's go, silly apprentice. "

The hunk wore flowers, Min Hangyuan was stunned, "Oh."

Walking all the way, they went straight out of the sect, and the two stood up with swords, Meng Yunchi waved to him, "Come here."

Min Hangyuan retracted his flying sword and ran over, standing on Tongchen's sword, while Meng Yunchi circled behind him, "Stand firm."

The figures of the two soared into the sky and went straight to the sky. Meng Yunchi drew a hood to block the wind, and touched Min Hangyuan's lower abdomen with his palms.

Nothing much has changed, it just feels a little softened, not as firm and firm as before.Meng Yunchi touched it for a while, narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable recently?"

"It's okay." Min Hangyuan felt that Meng Yunchi would react if he touched it any more, and his voice was a bit stuttering: "Master, don't touch it, I—"

"Um"

"I--"

His voice changed suddenly, disappeared into the sky, and two vague hums came out of his throat.

……

Meng Yunchi straightened his shirt, slowly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped off the dirty night stains on his hand, smiled and repeated softly: "Stand firm."

Min Hangyuan hadn't recovered from the huge stimulation, he looked at the majestic long river and beautiful mountains and rivers under his feet, and wanted to look back at Meng Yunchi's expression.

Needless to say, it was very different from usual.

After all, a normal master wouldn't do this kind of thing while fencing a sword.

"Don't move," Meng Yunchi's voice came from behind, "or do you want to do it again?"

Min Hangyuan didn't move for a moment, then suddenly said in a low voice: "Master, come again...it's okay," he turned his head, his well-defined face was covered with a light halo under the light from the horizon, his eyes were amber The color flowed, "As long as it's you, I can do anything."

Meng Yunchi's expression moved slightly, and he slapped him on the butt for a while: "You son of a bitch, you can only say some dirty words to confuse your master."

Min Hangyuan: "..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-0422:36:58~2020-10-0517:34:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Ouqi had to make 6 bottles by himself;

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