Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

"Yes," Jinghe paused, and added, "Master Immortal, just now Fenghe tried to sound Mr. Yun's words without authorization, it is really wrong...Fenghe is so self-willed because his subordinates are lax in teaching, The subordinates are willing to accept the punishment."

"Trying the tone?"

Jing Fan's cold eyes fell on the young man's slender shoulder blades, and he said in a calm voice, "How did you try it?"

Jinghe explained the strangeness in Yun Shuhua's behavior when the two talked.

"Mr. Yun never mentions about Yuxiao Palace, but he is quite curious about the other two sects in the demon world. Jinghe thinks that Mr. Yun's life experience should be investigated to protect the integrity of Yuxu Palace," Jinghe frowned, as if Some hesitated, "Mr. Ruoyun is really a member of the devil world, and Qingwu Mountain should be prepared."

His eyes were full of sincerity and sincerity, and when Clinker raised his head, he was caught off guard and met Jing Fan's eyes.

Jing He knew that he had violated the rules, so he immediately lowered his head again.

After hearing these words, the corners of Jing Fan's lips curled up slightly, and he said in a slow voice: "The beauty lasts for a long time, but the evil cannot be changed. If Yun Shuhua is really as you think, he will be able to get out of the wind in a few days." He realized that you don't need to worry about this matter."

Jinghe quickly responded.

"But you guessed right," Jing Fan continued, "Yun Shuhua's life experience is indeed a bit strange. After he escaped from the Southern Region a month ago, he went all the way to Mount Luoqi to attend the ceremony of apprenticeship."

Jing He opened his eyes wide, and asked boldly: "Since Master Xianzun also has doubts, why not ask Jing He to spy?"

"No need, Shen Xianzong has already found out his origin. He doesn't understand the entanglement between the Demon Realm and the Five Realms."

Jing Fan rested his slender fingers on the entangled chain, feeling the rotation and flow of mana inside.

"This person will test himself, you and Feng He don't need to investigate."

The worry in Jing He's heart fell to the ground, and then he took orders to leave the inner hall quickly.

Not a moment later, the warm wind blows into the windows of the Yuxu Hall, the sun gradually slant, and shines through the gauze into the inner room, scalding the floor with the four corners of light and shadow scalding, and the temperature rises accordingly.

Fenghe talked with Yun Shuhua for a long time in front of the hall, until he finished drinking all the pot of tea, then he remembered that there were some important things to do, and after hurriedly talking to Yun Shuhua, he ran away in a hurry.

Yun Shuhua was the only one left in the Yuxu Hall.

He first stood up and loosened his back, and then looked around the outer hall curiously. There was no one in the left and right halls. Jing Fan was dealing with the matter of the Tianyin Stone, and no one would have noticed it if he walked around.

Before entering the Jade Market Hall, Yun Shuhua felt that the whole palace was majestic in appearance, just like a fairyland in a dream. At this time, he carefully looked at the furnishings and structures in the hall, and his thoughts became stronger.

This glaze bottle, this carpet, and the huge night pearls hanging in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, which one is not a good thing.

Yun Shuhua browsed through it roughly, and couldn't help marveling at the financial resources of the Eastern Territory, and then obediently sat back in his original seat.

After that, there is a long and endless waiting time.

With his chin propped up, he stared at the bright sky outside the hall boredly, hoping in his heart that the sun would go down quickly.

I don't know how long he waited, but he fell into a deep sleep with his arms propped up on the pear blossom carved wooden table, sleeping very sweetly.

At three o'clock in the morning, I was forced to get out of bed and go on my way, so it's no wonder I wasn't sleepy.

In the dream, Yun Shuhua found himself sitting at the computer desk in the office typing codes. The conditions of the string of codes were extremely complicated. After many trials and errors, the software couldn't find out what the problem was.

He frowned and checked line by line carefully, wishing to test those characters sentence by sentence. When he was in a state of desperation, he suddenly felt someone pat him on the back from behind.

A cold, anthropomorphic voice sounded beside his ears.

[Qingwushan Yunshuhua, after verification, you are not a tester of this project, so the permission to modify the code is not open to you. 】

He turned around immediately, opened his eyes and blinked vigorously, but found that there was no one behind him.

Cold sweat crept up his back in an instant.

There was no one around, but the vigorous pat did not disappear. He still felt that someone was stroking his shoulder constantly, again and again, as if he was very patient.

Yun Shuhua held the corner of the table, raised his head suddenly, and gasped for breath.

The movement of him sitting up was swift and rapid, the countless scenes in front of his eyes were intertwined and blurred, his vision dimmed for a few moments, and then brightened up again.

A thin, white hand with sharp joints suddenly touched it, and Yun Shuhua quickly grabbed that wrist, his beautiful eyes were red. "Are you a human or a data?!"

The voice of questioning echoed in the empty hall, bringing up ethereal and small echoes.

"Yun, Mr. Yun, what's wrong with you?"

The owner of the hand withdrew his arm and looked at him worriedly: "Just now I saw Mr. Yun taking a nap, and he seemed to be in a nightmare. I was worried that Mr. Yun would not be able to escape in his sleep, so I woke you up."

"Feng He was careless."

Fenghe?

Hearing this name at first, Yun Shuhua still couldn't fully react. He cast his chaotic eyes outside the hall. At this time, the sun was no longer as vicious as before. The clouds in the distance were lavender, which should be the sun. It's almost time for sunset.

It turned out that he just had palpitations in a dream just now, and he is still in the game now.

Unable to tell whether it was luck or disappointment, Yun Shuhua sighed quietly, then closed his eyes and waited for his heartbeat to return to normal: "Sorry, I scared you just now, I didn't mean it."

"Young Master Yun, you are being polite," Feng He smiled, and then said hesitantly, "I just don't know what Young Master Yun dreamed just now, why did he call Feng He as data? I have practiced in the Eastern Region for several years before, and I have never Heard of this stuff."

Yun Shuhua closed his eyes and said to himself, of course you don't know that you are a pile of data, otherwise the world would be in chaos.

Of course, this cannot be said in the open.

He opened his eyes and looked at Fenghe in confusion: "Huh? I was talking in my sleep just now? I also said data?"

"Naturally." Feng He nodded.

"That's really embarrassing," Yun Shuhua coughed, "I usually dream about weird things, but I don't remember them when I wake up. Didn't I scare you?"

Without waiting for Feng He to answer, he turned his head and glanced outside the palace door, and said in amazement: "I thought I just took a nap on the table, I didn't expect to sleep for so long."

"Yeah, presumably it must be because the young master is too tired from the journey," Feng He said with a smile, "Feng He has prepared a room for young master Yun to rest, young master come with me."

Yun Shuhua nodded, and followed Fenghe out of the Yuxu Hall.

The two, one in front and one behind, were very close to each other, talking and laughing as they walked towards the back of the mountain.Halfway through the walk, Yun Shuhua suddenly thought of Jing Fan, so he asked, "I haven't seen Master since he entered the inner hall. Does Fenghe know where he went?"

"Master Xianzun has already left the Yuxu Hall, and went to Xingzhu from the back hall, Mr. Yun don't have to worry."

It turned out that Jing Fan had left a long time ago, but fortunately he was still sitting in front of the hall and waiting.

Yun Shuhua was silent for a while, then asked again: "Where is Xingzhu...?"

Feng He raised his chin, and said to the front: "There is Xingzhu, and it is also the usual residence of Lord Xianzun."

Yun Shuhua followed his gaze, and his eyes lit up.

I saw a cobblestone path surrounded by pruning bamboo winding to a quiet and elegant garden.The copper bell with four-horned animal ears hangs in the Banshan Pavilion on the east side of the entrance of the garden. Walking inward along the secluded path, you can change the scenery with each step, which is unique.

At the end of the cobblestone path, there is a secluded corridor, in which a calm and clear lake pool flows slowly from near to far, the breeze blows, the water surface ripples, a few pavilions of lotus leaves in the lake and various tilts are arbitrary. The growing lotus stretches with the wind, complementing the gazebo not far away with the curtain of light gauze.

When he first entered this place, Yun Shuhua felt that everything was poetic and picturesque, and the scenery fit his eyes very well.Walking inwards with Fenghe, you will see a simple and quiet semi-open courtyard surrounded by dense bamboos and a pleasant fragrance.

There was a faint sound of running water, which sounded like it came from the depths of the bamboo forest. Yun Shuhua looked into the distance and asked softly, "This bamboo forest covers the sky, but it's not cold. Could it be related to the sound of water?"

"Mr. Yun is extremely intelligent," Feng He praised, "There is a hot spring with thick mist in the back mountain, where the water vapor is steaming, so it is not cold."

There are mountains, water, and hot springs. If you have nothing else to do on weekdays, you can go to the attic and look into the distance.

Jing Fan is very elegant.

Feng He led Yun Shuhua to continue walking around the lake, and suddenly saw Jing Fan sitting with his eyes closed under a huge ancient tree on the other side of the lotus pond.

He was dressed in a light and spotless white shirt, his waist was as straight as a stalk of bamboo, his black hair like a dark cloud was not tied up, and it was only casually scattered in front of his slightly open chest.Seen from afar, he lost his usual fierceness, and instead appeared a bit lazy.

Looking down, Yun Shuhua saw a jade table in front of him, and the half-open scriptures kept turning the pages with the wind.Jing Fan seemed to be holding something tightly in the palm of his right hand. He clenched his fingertips and rubbed them lightly.

It's hard to imagine that the master who fits so well with such a quiet scene is actually a ruthless person who killed all the cultivators of the demon clan and led the five realms to kill the Jade Market Hall.

The bamboo forest in the distance rustled, and a few dark clouds gathered together, and the sky was getting late.

Yun Shuhua held the last ray of light in the sky, looked at Jing Fan's silent and tall figure, thought of the eight words in the scriptures and history that described him as "good-looking, strong in heart, and beautiful in voice and appearance", and was a little lost.

In the silence, he heard his heart beating like a drum, but he didn't know why.

Fenghe beside him quietly looked at Yun Shuhua's slightly distracted expression, and called him in a low voice, but he didn't come back to his senses.

Jing Fan on the opposite bank seemed to have sensed something, his long eyelashes like crow feathers cast a shadow on his eyelids, he lowered his eyes for a while, and then opened them suddenly.

The two looked at each other across a pool of mirror lake water.

Jing Fan's lips curled up slightly, and the moonlight gradually rising behind Yun Shuhua was reflected in his star eyes, which seemed to reveal another kind of teasing.

This glance can quickly bring people back to their senses. Yun Shuhua, who realized that he had lost his composure, suddenly turned his head, and the temperature of his cheeks involuntarily rose.