Fast travel: the 101st be

Osmanthus osmanthus sat on the south side of the coffee table, and never thought that one day she would become the focus of attention of both senior brother and Lord Po Buddha. The two of them stared at her without doing anything or saying anything.

Osmanthus osmanthus wants to cry but has no tears.

In the end, Brother He spoke first, "Are you afraid of me?"

Osmanthus osmanthus shook her head. To be honest, when she knew that he was Lord Pofo, she was more shocked than afraid.

Cheng Yuan smiled, "Where did you want to go?"

"I don't want to tell others." Mu Xi murmured.

In fact, she really didn't want to go anywhere, she just took a few steps back subconsciously. He looked at the senior brother, always thinking that the senior brother could say a few words for her.

When Cheng Yuan saw that Muxi was watching Ling Ye, he stopped talking, and left things to Ling Ye to deal with. He took out his script book and began to read it with relish. It was really strange. It was the first time he had seen the story of the snake demon and the vixen. The key is still male.

"So senior brother, you and Brother He?"

Ling Ye could hear a hint of excitement from her tone, he didn't answer, just coughed twice, "I'll bring an extra serving for supper in the future."

Osmanthus osmanthus brightened her eyes, "Okay!"

"Also, don't talk to Mrs. Shizun, the elder, and others..." Ling Ye looked at Cheng Yuan.

"I understand, I understand!"

Ling Ye stopped talking and drank tea by himself.

"However, brother He, won't you be bored with senior brother?" Osmanthus osmanthus asked, "Senior brother needs to practice kung fu every day."

And the senior brother didn't look like the kind of person who would accompany the object.

"What do you think your senior brother sent you to send these strange words for?"

The sweet-scented osmanthus rolled her eyes again, "Then can I come and play with you in the future?"

"Osmanthus osmanthus." Ling Ye called out.

"Come on, I was quite boring when your senior brother entered meditation."

"okay!"

"Ask your senior brother if you agree, I don't have a place to talk here." Cheng Yuan looked at Lingye across the way with a half-smile.

"Brother...can you?"

In the end, Ling Ye could not give any reason for the refusal.

After the osmanthus came, there was actually not much difference from before.

Ling Ye should practice and watch his homework. He had never spent time on Cheng Yuan before, and if Cheng Yuan didn't ask for it, he subconsciously avoided it.

Cheng Yuan had more fun, for example, Osmanthus osmanthus would drink with him and play chess with him, and Cheng Yuan would teach Osmanthus osmanthus some small spells when he was bored.

When Ling Ye opened his eyes again, he saw more scenes of those two people playing chess outside.

"I won!" Osmanthus osmanthus made a cheering voice, it sounded like she finally won a game after losing hundreds of games.

"Osmanthus osmanthus is very good at learning."

"Hahaha, Brother He taught you well, Brother He, why are you so good at everything?"

Osmanthus osmanthus just said casually, but Cheng Yuan suddenly thought of something. He used to always think that Cheng Yu lived hundreds of years longer than others. What did you do with the rest of your time?

"Being idle and boring, I learned a little about everything."

After thinking about this, Cheng Yuan suddenly had a new problem, so what is the meaning of Cheng Yan, a big bug that seems to be given by heaven, in this cultivation world, or in the world of immortals?

"But there is more, Brother He, I still have a question to ask."

"Ok?"

"You seem to be." Mu Xi pointed to the clothes on his body, "I only wear white clothes."

Cheng Yuan wanted to deny it, "Take whatever you want from the closet..." But he suddenly remembered.

It seems true that in Cheng Yan's wardrobe, there are only white clothes, with different styles and textures, but the colors are all white without exception.

"Senior brother, you're out of samadhi, have you passed the ninth floor?"

"Yeah." Ling Ye replied lightly. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about why Brother He only wears white clothes. Brother He, I don't mean anything else. I just think that Mozun and others may prefer to wear black, red and so on." Osmanthus osmanthus Tong said without restraint. "And Brother He, you must look as good in red and black as you do now."

Hearing this, Ling Ye also looked at Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan smiled, "Maybe someone praised me for looking good in white before, so I have been wearing it all the time."

Ling Ye looked at Cheng Yuan, who was slowly packing up the chess pieces with downcast eyes, and his casual tone just now seemed to be just a random joke.

Now that he lowered his eyes and pondered, it seemed that someone had really told him so.

In fact, Osmanthus osmanthus should not come here too often. Although she is the jewel in the palm of the Venerable Guixu, the Venerable has always been strict.

Osmanthus osmanthus will never be the one who drags her back, she is very careful to protect the little secret of her senior brother.

But in fact, even if it is discovered, it is nothing.

Yan Ye knew that if they really found out, Cheng Yan would take the whole matter on himself, and he could even think about what he would say.

Why have I admired Lord Qingyang for a long time... thinking of being close to the water... but the result is that Lord Qingyang is still in his arms... Unwilling to be reconciled, he has been entangled...

Ling Ye lowered his head and looked at the person sleeping on his lap.

He always had an illusion that Cheng Yan seemed to be very clingy to him.

It looks like Cheng Yan is here to accompany him, but in fact Cheng Yan needs him to accompany him.

He didn't have to do anything, Cheng Yan just simply liked being by his side.

Except for the first time this person came here to molested him with the knowledge of the sea, he never held on to it again.

It's not like she just got into his arms from the beginning, put her arms around his neck, leaned on his shoulders, and rested on his legs. It was because she approached him intentionally or unintentionally again and again before she dared to do so.

As long as Ling Ye has a little intention of sincere rejection, he will not continue, of course excluding Ling Ye's duplicity.

The day when the sweet-scented osmanthus came over, it was the first time that Cheng Yuan got into Ling Ye's arms. Like a child, he got up from the creaking hole, blocking his view of Lun Ce. Ling Ye looked up at him, and he just said Sentence, 'I won't get in the way when I sit down. '.

The two stalemate for a while, Ling Ye didn't say anything in the end, Cheng Yuan took him as his acquiescence, and then sat down in his arms, and if he couldn't block it, then he really didn't block it, leaning on his shoulder, and walked around behind his back Read the storybook.

Cheng Yuan, who was lying down, turned over and turned his head half a circle on Ling Ye's lap. Maybe he didn't find the right posture, and frowned, and he didn't seem to be sleeping comfortably.

Although Ling Ye is not very good at human affairs, he also knows that such whole-hearted trust and dependence should not and cannot appear in the two of them.

It's not that there is no balance between good and evil, but that the time they have known each other and the things they have experienced can't support this dependence.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Lingye knew that compared with Cheng Yan's steady flow, his sudden burst of desire was a more normal state between the two of them.

Therefore,

Who did he think he was?

Cheng Yuan finally woke up, frowning and seemed a little puzzled. In the past, someone always straightened his head when he slept crookedly. Why didn't the hand move today.

Cheng Yuan opened his eyes, and met Ling Ye's gaze.

He laughed, "Mr. Qingyang finished entering meditation so early today?"

"Yeah." Ling Ye replied lightly.

Cheng Yuan choked. In the past, Ling Ye would not answer such questions. He would wait for Cheng Yuan to get up and leave his legs.

"Ah...then it looks like he just wanted to call me up."

Ling Ye shook his head, "No."

"..." Abnormal, extremely abnormal.

"Mr. Qingyang today..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Ye stroked a slightly messy strand of hair from his sideburns to the side, and touched his earlobe with his fingertips, it was cool and cold.

"You today..." Cheng Yuan forgot the words he had just formed.

Fortunately, Ling Ye didn't care, he still looked at him like this, as if he wanted to ask him a lot of things, but he didn't know where to start.

"You seem to want to ask me something."

Ling Ye was still fiddling with his hair, and said casually, "Do you remember the old man Huang Xu?"

Yellow beard old way?

"mediocre?"

Pingping thoughtfully recalled the associated part of the memory for him.

After reading it, Cheng Yuan understood that the fiefdom was relatively shallow, and this person Yu Chengyan should not be an important person.

"Huh? What's the matter? I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Ling Ye helped him recall, "When you were about to destroy Qiongqimen, he went to help Qiongqimen, but was killed by your palm."

Cheng Yuan pretended to recall everything completely, and smiled, "I see, but what you said was a little too light, Xuanming palm, I usually don't need to use it all, and I can shock the opponent to death, Huang Xu Laodao is a master. lasted for a while."

"That's right, he is a master of Taoism that all the families of the immortal sect rely on, and he is someone who everyone thinks can compete with you a little bit."

"What do you want to say?"

Ling Ye shook his head, "I know that you are not really a devil who kills everyone. Huang Xu Laodao lived a miserable life, and he only pretended to go down the world in his heart. He has never done a bad thing, never killed anyone, and he is pregnant. Pursuing the heart of all sentient beings, why did you kill him at that time?"

"The Qiongqi Sect stole something that shouldn't be stolen, and the old Taoist Huang Xu meddled in his own business, blocking fatal injuries for their Sect Leader."

Cheng Yan didn't intend to kill him.

"Stole what?"

Cheng Yuan didn't know this, it involved other parts of the memory, but he also knew that Cheng Yan was indeed not someone who killed people indiscriminately, so it must be the most important thing.

On the contrary, Lingye's question made him very uncomfortable. He looked at Lingye, "What do you want to say?"

"If you stole something, you need to pay for your life..." Ling Ye seemed to be talking to himself, but Cheng Yuan knew it was for him.

He still had a smile on his face, "Mr. Qingyang probably wants to say that we indulgers do whatever we want, just for fear that the world will not be chaotic, right?"

"It's easy to kill anyone you want, and no one can stop the process. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. After killing, you feel that they really deserve to die, because you don't have to worry about revenge from others, and you don't have to worry about it. There's no such thing as 'did he really deserve to die?'."

Cheng Yuan really disagreed with this, and he got up.

"Mr. Qingyang just wants to say that I can't control myself, relying on divine power to disregard human life."

"There may not be a heart to disregard human life."

"Then it really is said that you can't control your demon-eating mind."

This time Ling Ye didn't answer.

Cheng Yuan snorted coldly.

He doesn't know what he stole and needs to pay for his life, but he knows when Cheng Yan officially became an enemy of all the immortal sects.

The battle between gods and demons a hundred years ago was not intentional by Cheng Yu, but in fact, hundreds of immortal sects joined forces to take down the demon world in one fell swoop before Cheng Yuan could retreat for a hundred years.

Since then, Cheng Yan has lost all respect for these so-called upright sects, and will kill anyone who makes trouble.

He didn't see anything wrong.

"People in the devil's way have never offended me and I will not offend others. When Lord Qingyang asked me why I couldn't be more tolerant to them, did you ever ask them if they were tolerant to me?"

The only time we broke up badly.

Before Cheng Yuan could answer Ling Ye, he walked away.

[The author has something to say: Cheng Yan's old lover is called Xu Wudu, although it will take a few chapters to write, but I can't help but release the preview first hahaha, he is really a husband who is good at fried chicken [crying] 】