Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Nan Rongqi seldom called him like this, and usually called him "Xue Xuanwei" angrily and scoldingly!

At least when Xiao Yihe was alive, he hadn't heard him call that for many years, and what he could vaguely remember was when Xue Xuanwei first went up the mountain.

At that time, the three of them were still half-grown teenagers, and they didn't know how to raise children at all, and no one knew how to raise them. Just chasing after Xiaoxuan for a smile made them exhausted.

Later, Xue Xuanwei grew up, like a branching willow, his figure became taller and stronger year by year, and his temperament became more and more fierce.I don't know when it started, it seems to be so slowly and subtly, some people call him "Junior Brother Xue", and some people call him "Xue Xiaodao Master", but no one calls him "Xuanwei" anymore.

——Of course, except for Xiao Yihe, who is as thick-skinned as a wall.

It was Xiao Yihe who took Xue Xuanwei up to the Sword God Mountain back then. His master did not agree with him, but he reluctantly agreed because of his apprentice's begging and begging.

Master was very uncomfortable with having an extra child by his side. He had no feelings for this strange new disciple, and he had nothing to talk about, and he was unwilling to take the initiative to care for him.

In fact, the master treated Xiao Yihe in the same way at the beginning, but Xiao Yihe has a rascal personality and a sweet mouth.

But Xue Xuanwei's temper is too cold, and he is not the kind of person who will take the initiative to please others.

The two were caught in an inextricable loop.

Master frowned and called out "Yihe" helplessly, but at the same time couldn't even say "Xuanwei" in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Xue Xuanwei respected his master very much, and he never missed anything in the morning and evening. As time went on, it could be regarded as knocking on the cold heart of the master. He could occasionally praise him, but it often started with the word "you".

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Nan Rongqi called again: "Xuan Wei?"

Xue Xuan let out a deep "hmm" from his nose.

Nan Rongqi stroked his cuffs, the hem of his clothes trembled, as if he didn't know how to speak, he was silent for a while, finally managed to get his words together, and tentatively said: "I've heard about Dai Chuan, that...you are right to Song Yao ……Really?"

Xiao Yihe: "..."

Xue Xuanwei didn't answer, but Nan Rongqi continued to speak earnestly: "Xuanwei, I know, you have always been pure-hearted, ignorant of worldly affairs, and pure and self-sufficient..."

"Stop."

Nan Rongqi sighed: "It's been so many years, and you're getting old. If you really want to find a partner after seeing it, of course I will do my best to agree. But even if you don't like a lady from the Taoist sect, You can't avoid meat and vegetables, just find one and make do with it?"

What is meat and vegetables not taboo, am I considered a meat or a vegetarian?

Is that how you evaluate your own son's Taoist companion?

Xiao Yihe felt that a mouthful of old blood was already stuck at the base of his tongue, but if Nan Rongqi dared to appear in front of him, he would immediately spit it on his face.

Xue Xuan turned his head slightly to look at the young man beside him, and said calmly: "In the red maple forest, you can hear it."

Nan Rongqi: "Huh?"

Xiao Yihe lowered his head and reached out to touch the tea in embarrassment, but the tea in the cup was already cold, he was holding a cold tea in a daze, when Xue Xuan said slightly: "He said he likes me."

"..."

After hearing about Dai Chuan's gossip, Nan Rongqi originally planned to be a good senior with culture and manners. If he wanted to understand him with emotion and reason, he must not quarrel with him and provoke him to rebellion.

As a result, when I heard Xue Xuanwei's reckless remarks, I was in a bad mood. I couldn't help raising my voice: "There are too many people in this world who admire you, Sect Master Xue. You can start to line up at the gate of Jianzong Mountain in the early days, and you can go around the Western Desert. Turning around three times without stopping. Could it be that you can collect anyone who likes you?"

"It's not impossible." Xue Xuan said calmly, "Then wait until I get bored with this one, and then consider the next one."

He stretched out his hand, Xiao Yihe was stunned for a long time, he didn't understand what it meant.

Xue Xuanwei seemed a little impatient, and directly took the cold tea cup from his hand.

Nan Rongqi's deep inhalation and exhalation sounds came from the spiritual light, as well as his heavy footsteps on the carpet. It seemed that he was really annoyed by his unrestrained remarks. He turned around a few times, and suddenly stopped , said with difficulty: "You have been in seclusion for seventeen years, and your temperament has suddenly changed drastically. It can't be... that you have gone mad, right?"

Otherwise, what could be the reason that can make a person who was originally pure and pure become dissolute?

Xue Xuanwei: "..."

Xiao Yihe almost couldn't help touching his palms, indeed, Nan Rongqi, it's rare for you to tell the truth!

Xue Xuan gave him a sideways glance, Xiao Yihe immediately put his hand down, honestly not daring to do anything wrong.

He withdrew his gaze and returned the teacup, Xiao Yihe took it nonchalantly, and found that the tea in the cup had been steamed hot by his spiritual power, and it was so warm that he could hold it without burning his hands.

Naturally, Nan Rongqi couldn't see the movements of the two of them passing the cups back and forth, otherwise he might have choked on the spot.

He was silent for a long time, then suddenly put "Wu You Jian" on the case with a snap, and said as if he had made up his mind: "Xuan Wei, I have something that I have never told you."

After a pause, he continued: "I was angry with you before, hating you for being ruthless in trying sword cliffs, so I didn't want to tell you; then...you left Sword God Mountain and established Taichu Sword Sect, so I think you shouldn't need it." But today, I feel that since you are suspected of going crazy, it seems better to tell you, in fact..."

He was round and round, hesitant to speak, tossing and turning a sentence three times, until Xiao Yihe finished drinking the cup in his hand, and he was not lucky enough to hear Nan Rongqi finish speaking, so he poured himself a second cup.

On the other side, Xue Xuanwei snatched the cup without saying a word and heated it up with spiritual energy.

"Speak straight."

After a while, Nan Rongqi whispered: "Actually... Yihe did leave something for you back then..."

"——cough cough cough cough cough cough!" Xiao Yihe's face changed, did he want to talk about the sword tassel?

Xue Xuanwei just heard "Back then", when a series of violent coughing erupted in the room, the coughing was so loud that it directly covered up Nan Rongqi's words.

He didn't hear clearly, but felt that it seemed extremely important, he frowned: "What did you just say?"

"...Is there anyone else in your room?" After asking this sentence, Nan Rongqi thought for a while, and knew who else could be in his room. Naturally, it was the rumored little vixen.

He had seen the silly boy from the Song family before, he didn't look like he would seduce people at all, he must be forced by Sect Master Xue to keep him in the room.Although he wasn't sure for a moment, whether it was Xue Xuanwei who took more of it by force, or whether it was Song Yao's half push and half that made things happen.

But no matter what, it was because Xue Xuanwei was old and disrespectful, which was enough to make Nan Rongqi's cognition of his "insanity" more certain.

Nan Rongqi gritted his teeth, and repeated: "I said, back then, Yi—"

"Cough cough!!!" Xiao Yihe coughed so hard that he seemed to spit out his heart, liver, spleen and lungs. He grabbed the tea table and rolled his face on the hard old wooden table, his hands straight down. Chui, "Ah, I have a fever again."

After a while, he was afraid that the fever would not be enough of a deterrent, so he added another sentence, "I may be dying."

Nan Rongqi: "..."

Xue Xuanwei: "..."

Xue Xuanwei reacted first, and went to touch Xiao Yihe's forehead: "Let's talk about it next time, Master Nanrong."

Nan Rongqi couldn't help but began to reflect on whether Dai Chuan's report that Song Yao was a "little vixen" was not an exaggeration. Judging from the situation, Xue Zongzhu was already fascinated.

"But—who?!"

Suddenly, with a sharp shout, Nan Rongqi picked up his bow and set up an arrow, and there was a sound of "whoosh", like a cracking stone.

"Let's talk about it next time." Nan Rongqi hurriedly said with the hurried footsteps in the aura, "Someone touched the mountain guard formation..."

The word "array" was still spinning around in the sound transmission talisman, the sound stopped abruptly, and the aura suddenly disappeared. It seemed that he was really anxious.

Silence returned to the room again.

Xiao Yihe lay face down on the tea table, eyes closed in embarrassment, Xue Xuanwei's palm was still covering his forehead.

Hearing that Nan Rongqi had finally disappeared, he wanted to pretend nothing had happened and got up to leave, but Xue Xuanwei pushed him around. Fortunately, he had experience, and he immediately steadied himself, but he didn't crash into Xue Zongzhu's arms.

"..." Xue Xuan nodded slightly, looking at his strange posture, he was not in a hurry.

Xiao Yihe's legs were sore, he wobbled and just stood up straighter, but was immediately picked up by the pot again, caught off guard and kicked over the stool by the table, and then lay down between Xue Xuanwei's arms, looking up he could see him A neatly curved lower jaw.

Xue Xuan carried him out of the door without changing his expression: "You have a fever."

Xiao Yihe: I didn't, I acted.

But Xue Xuan felt a bit of non-existent enthusiasm from his forehead in a daze, flourishing with undeniable thoughtfulness, and hugged him tighter.

In the lobby, the three of Rong Ke in Zhongnan, carrying the packaged chicken legs, roast goose and red fish, were talking and laughing as they entered the door. When they looked up, they saw Xue Zongzhu holding a thing with a face that looked like death, swimming in front of everyone. hallway of the building.

Immediately, the young men's pupils trembled violently, as if they had been patted with a talisman, they only rolled their eyeballs.

As soon as the door of the Tianzi room was opened and closed, the two entered Song Yao's room just like that, and the scene in the lobby froze for a while.

After a long time, Nan Rongke held the roast goose and asked, "What should I do?"

Lu Lingfeng said in a vague way: "...you shouldn't be able to take care of eating this, right?"

Nan Rongke's eyes were shocked, and he felt that his three views were broken and urgently needed to be reshaped: "Big, big day?"

"Cough." Lu Lingfeng looked elsewhere, "I have no other meaning."

Only Chao Wendao said worriedly: "But Junior Brother Song hasn't eaten all day, he will starve to death, or I'd better send it to him..."

As they were about to go upstairs after receiving the things, Lu Lingfeng and Nan Rongke both turned pale, rushed up and dragged him down hurriedly. !" "Can Sect Master Xue still starve him?" "That's right, let's go drink tea!"

Chao Wendao's arms were held by them, and they dragged them out, wondering: "...Didn't you just come back from drinking tea, why do you want to drink again?"

Nan Rongke was categorical: "I have wind-heat and am thirsty!"

Hearing what he said, Chao Wendao was overwhelmed with concern immediately, and his brows were slightly condensed: "Is it serious, why did you suddenly get wind and heat... I have a little knowledge of medicine..."

The two carried him to a tea stall in an alley away from the inn.

Although it is called a tea stand, it is actually a hot pick, with a cracked table in the middle, which sells soup made from old broken tea, and also sells tea eggs.

Three Taoist heroes with long hands and long legs squatted on extremely short wooden benches, holding a porcelain bowl with a gap, pouring tea into their stomachs with big eyes and small eyes, and watching the candles on the second floor of the inn from time to time. .

From dawn to dusk, Lu Lingfeng burped first, and finally couldn't take it anymore, and complained: "...I really can't drink anymore."

Nan Rongke held down his hand, his face was brown, and he scooped it up again: "Don't panic, let's have another bowl!"

Zhao Wendao saw that the two of them drank almost all the water in the tea stall, and the uncle of the tea stall rubbed his hands with a smile on his face, so he had to take out a copper plate, put it on the table, and couldn't help saying: "You drink it again, I have no coppers to give."

Lu Lingfeng looked at the bowl of water in front of him, as if tortured, and said in pain: "It's been two hours, can't you?"

Nan Rongke raised his head, and the candles flickered in the small room at the east end, he shook his head: "What if Sect Master Xue is very talented?"

Chao Wendao was a little anxious: "What are you guys talking about..."

Lu Lingfeng covered his mouth and wanted to vomit: "Then can I put some water?"

He got up to go, and suddenly a palm-sized cardinal flew over from the clouds in the sky, bumped into the forehead of Lu Lingfeng who had just stood up, leaving a red mark, and the cardinal rolled and fell down , was caught by Lu Lingfeng with a slap.

Just as he was about to ask what it was, the linnet in his hand fluttered and turned into a petal of spiritual light.

Immediately, at the side of the quiet Daichuan Alley, a soft and slow voice called out from the spiritual light: "... Wen Dao?"

——It turned out to be the sound transmission talisman of the Sword Sect of Taichu.

Chao Wendao said happily: "Master!"