White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

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He sat down at the table, held the chopsticks in his hand, and used the tip of the chopsticks to stir the rice noodles in the bowl. The sauce at the bottom of the bowl immediately turned up with the rice noodles, and the smell stained the whole bowl of rice noodles. Xiang Xiang picked up the rice noodles and swallowed a big mouthful, but the appearance of eating like this is lovely.

Zhu Yanfeng stood aside and watched him eat, worried that he would choke while eating, so he immediately said: "I'll go down and make tea for you."

Huang Yan raised one hand, grabbed Zhu Yanfeng's wrist, and persuaded: "No need to go, I'm not thirsty."

Zhu Yanfeng confessed: "I'm afraid you'll choke."

Huang Yan said generously: "I only took one bite, after I finish eating, it's not too late for you to worry about this."

Zhu Yanfeng said: "When you finish eating, you will definitely be thirsty. I will go down and make tea, and it will only take a quarter of an hour. Maybe this quarter of an hour will pass, and you have not finished eating."

Huang Yan replied: "Don't underestimate me, when you come back in a quarter of an hour, I'll eat up."

Zhu Yanfeng said: "Wait for me for half an hour, just half an hour."

Huang Yan let go helplessly, and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll let you go down for half a quarter of an hour, lest you have to kneel down and beg me to let you make me tea."

Zhu Yanfeng left the table, went out to the front yard, and brought out a small stove and a tea pot from a side room, poured spring water into the pot, put tea leaves in it, and sat in front of the stove to burn firewood to make tea.

After Huang Yan finished eating the rice noodles, he didn't feel at ease, so he quietly came to the door, looked at the front yard, and saw Zhu Yanfeng sideways towards him, quietly stirring the inside of the pot with a long-handled wooden spoon, and his face. Being buried in the thin water mist was a little hazy, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.

After Zhu Yanfeng finished making the tea and entered the room with the teapot, Huang Yan had already finished eating the shredded chicken and rice noodles, and wiped the sesame oil off his mouth.Zhu Yanfeng poured him a cup of tea, and the hot tea kept emitting hot smoke. During this time, he first stacked the bowl on the plate, and put the chopsticks on the plate.

Huang Yan leaned slightly on the table, leaning halfway on the table, propping his temples with one hand, while playing with the hot smoke above the cup with the index finger of the other hand. After a quarter of an hour, the hot smoke gradually thinned out before Huang Yan retracted his finger.

Zhu Yanfeng picked up the cup and blew on the remaining hot smoke. Huang Yan raised his eyes to look at him, and only asked him: "Do you really want to give me a drink? Do you think I'm thirsty?"

Zhu Yanfeng asked: "Then you are really not thirsty and don't want to drink it?"

Huang Yan only raised the corners of his lips gently, and then only asked: "You want me to drink, do you want to feed me?"

Zhu Yanfeng simply responded with an 'um', blew on the hot smoke again, and then brought it to Huang Yan's lips, and slowly fed him the new cup of tea, and let him finish two cups unconsciously, making him wet lips.Zhu Yanfeng then said: "I'll get a kerchief and wipe it off for you."

Huang Yan immediately said: "Don't bother."

After hearing this, Zhu Yanfeng thought for a while, then leaned closer to Huang Yan's face, kissed the corner of his lips, and sucked up the remaining tea.Huang Yan gently supported Zhu Yanfeng's shoulders, with a smile on his lips, he hugged Zhu Yanfeng.

Early in the morning, a few birds landed on the slope, spine or corner of the roof, chirping, and then flew to another roof one after another. The ground of the courtyard was very clean, and the disciples of the Xiyu Terrace had already moved them to the roof after dawn. The ground was swept, and the breeze was gentle, trying to sweep away the dew.

Fei Zaian wore a plain robe and a wide-sleeved long gown of purple and black ranunculus silk with Ruyi dark patterns, and a pair of Ruifeng eyes revealed his leisurely and elegant temperament. Several young disciples climbed the stone steps and passed through the courtyard. The other disciples who came towards him bowed their hands to him and called him 'first seat'.

When he came to a remote alchemy courtyard, he pushed open a door hung with a black iron bull's head, entered the courtyard, and asked several young disciples who accompanied him to close the door tightly.

Before noon, Zhayue left the bridal chamber and relaxed on the Xiyu Terrace. The wound below her collarbone had not healed, so she walked slowly and did not dare to walk too fast. Only Lady Qing accompanied her.

The pavilion Xue Muhua promised to build for her was not yet fully completed, so she wronged her to live in the bridal chamber temporarily. She didn't say a word, and in the unfamiliar environment, she was a little quieter than usual.

Walking to the alchemy courtyard unknowingly, Zhayue felt that the scenery here was quite different from other places. There were many weeds growing at the base of the wall at the door, but no one took care of it. She asked curiously, "Where is this place? It looks very barren."

Mrs. Qing told the truth: "It's a place for alchemy." Then persuaded: "This place is extremely dangerous, Miss, you should stay away from it as soon as possible, and look elsewhere."

Zhayue suddenly found it interesting: "There is actually a place for alchemy in Xiyutai? I have never seen alchemy in my life." He hurriedly asked: "What is the effect of the alchemy refined here?"

Mrs. Qing replied tactfully: "It can make a fat man thin into dry wood in just a few days, can make a person with long black hair become a monk in an instant, and can make a person who is always sleepy sleepless all day long." Brighten up the night."

Zhayue thought about it while listening, and then replied: "Why can't I understand, is there an easier-to-understand way of saying it?"

Mrs. Qing said: "Of course I have. It's nothing more than—diarrhea, hair loss, and insomnia."

Zhayue couldn't help blurting: "Isn't that poisonous? It's poisonous and needs to be refined?!"

Mrs. Qing smiled slightly and explained: "For those who need it, it is a good pill, but what I just said is just a bad pill, and a high-quality pill can bring people back to life."

Zhayue glanced at him: "You know so well, could it be that...you have eaten both of these?"

Mrs. Qing replied: "After each kind of elixir is refined, the disciples who test the medicine are selected first to take it. If the elixir is superior, it will be reserved for the head of the family and those with higher status." She urged: "Let's go!" , before there is an accident inside."

Zhayue was stunned: "What accident will happen inside?"

As soon as the words fell, there was an unprecedented loud thunder in the alchemy courtyard, which made Zhayue hurriedly cover her ears with both hands, the ground shook, the door and the tiles also shook at the same time, and pieces of solid objects flew out of the alchemy courtyard. Holding Zhayue in his arms, he took a few steps back quickly, and saw thick black smoke rushing out over the courtyard wall. It was the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and medicinal herbs.

When Zhayue smelled that smell, she vomited in her throat, turned her face away, covered her mouth lightly and vomited for a while, and Mrs. Qing patted her back lightly to ease her pain.When she raised her head again, she saw flames emerging from the black smoke, and she cried out in panic, "Fire! It's on fire! Call someone to put out the fire!"

Mrs. Qing hugged her tightly to prevent her from losing control, and persuaded: "Miss, don't bark, shhh! It's no big deal!"

Zhayue looked at the flames, and repeated: "It's on fire! If it burns, if someone is inside...!" Looking back at his calm expression, he became puzzled: "Why are you so calm?"

Mrs. Qing told: "Every time there is an alchemy inside, there will be an explosion every time, and every time there will be a fire." When I looked at the alchemy courtyard, there was only black smoke and flames, there was no explosion sound, and the ground vibration stopped, so I let go. Kaiza month.

The closed door opened instantly, and opened wide, a man in a cloak walked out of the thick black smoke, took off his hood, shook the dust on the cloak, and looked back at Zhayue and Mrs. Qing, Look from top to bottom for a moment.

Zhayue asked him, "Is there anything going on inside?"

Fei Zaian opened his lips calmly: "If I'm fine, the whole alchemy academy is fine. However, this is a remote place. What is the wife of the sect leader bringing her servants here for?"

Mrs. Qing replied first, and said with a smile: "I just came out to relax casually, I don't want to come here."

Fei Zaian replied: "Forget it, I hope I didn't scare the head's wife just now."

The flames in the yard gradually disappeared, and a few teenagers rushed out coughing, covered in ashes, their original white robes turned into black robes, their original white faces turned into black faces, and their strands of hair exploded. flowers.

Fei Zaian didn't show mercy, instead he reprimanded the teenagers: "I told you early in the morning that I would bring a cloak into the alchemy room, but no one would listen, and they all said it was unnecessary! Clothes are so expensive, especially the ones on me! Stop coughing, go wash your face quickly, and come back after a cup of tea to continue alchemy! Do you understand?"

The teenagers reluctantly agreed with a 'here', and then left reluctantly.Mrs. Qing helped Zhayue lightly, and also took Zhayue away from here to the Hualin courtyard.

Taking advantage of no one else around, Zhayue asked curiously: "Who was that person just now? It seems to have status in Xiyutai."

Mrs. Qing replied: "It's the head of the alchemy academy, it's Yang Qingyuan and I's senior brother, and the head master."

Zhayue was puzzled: "Your senior brother, the half-old man's master?"

Mrs. Qing smiled slightly to explain her doubts: "He is the cousin of the wife of the former head of the sect. The first time the head of the sect returned to Xiyutai, the former head of the sect asked him to teach martial arts."

It was noon in a blink of an eye, Xue Muhua was practicing bow skills casually in the courtyard, and the arrow pierced through the bullseye.Holding a letter in his hand, Fei Zaian walked through the corridor alone and entered the courtyard. Seeing Xue Muhua bowing his bow and setting his arrow, he stopped and stood aside quietly waiting.

After Xue Muhua used up the arrows in his quiver, he lowered the bow in his hand and looked back at Fei Zaian.Fei Zaian stepped forward and congratulated first: "Congratulations to the head of the family on the wedding, and by the way, happy to have a son."

Xue Muhua raised a smile: "Thank you, Master, for your words."

Fei Zaian immediately handed over the letter in his hand, Xue Muhua was stunned when he saw it, Fei Zaian explained: "This morning, someone from Qingluan City sent it over, I don't know what it is, you can open it and have a look. "

Xue Muhua then took the letter: "Master, sit down first." Then he also sat down on the chair, opened the letter and looked at it, slightly stunned: "It's an interrogation letter from Qingluan City, inviting me to Zhanluan Pagoda in a few days one trip."

Fei Zaian continued: "The interrogation paper..., this should be issued by the Dazheng court in the name of Qingluan City. Did you commit some serious crime, and Qingluan City wants to interrogate you on behalf of the court?"

Xue Muhua affirmed: "No, I'm innocent! Qingluan City suddenly sent me an interrogation certificate, it's really strange."

Fei Zaian pressed the back of his hand, patted it lightly, and persuaded: "Anyway, this invitation cannot be declined, and the innocent will be innocent if he goes."

Xue Muhua nodded, agreeing with these words.

Fei Zaian stood up and said, "I won't disturb your pleasure anymore." He left the courtyard.

Xue Muhua glanced at the letter again, put it on the tea table casually, stood up, and held his bow again.

"Master." Fei Zaian's voice sounded again, Xue Muhua turned his head and saw Fei Zaian standing in front of the fence of the corridor, under the sun-shading bamboo curtain, with his hands lightly resting on the edge of the fence.

Fei Zaian met his gaze, and said with a gentle smile: "The wife of the sect leader is happy, and she can't accompany her by the pillow. If the sect master feels lonely, you might as well come to me."

Xue Muhua replied generously: "I will go to see Master tonight."

Fei Zaian's eyes curled into crooked moons: "I'll be waiting for you." After speaking, he left the guardrail and walked along the corridor without staying any longer, nor did he ask about the robbery that happened last night.

And that night after Zhu Yunzhan escaped from the main rudder of Xiyutai with a serious injury, he dragged his lifeless steps and moved forward slowly, not caring about the blood dripping silently on the ground, frowning, his face full Pale, I didn't know how long I walked, suddenly staggered, and fell directly to the ground.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on a couch, and learned that he was in a medical clinic. The wounds on his body had already been stitched up, he had applied gold sore medicine, and tied a bandage.

He asked the Langzhong to write a letter, sent it to the dock near Pingjing, and handed it to the envoy of the sea ship in Qingluan City, and asked the envoy to bring it back to Qingluan City and hand it to Huang Yan.After the doctor received the letter, he asked his son to take the trip on his behalf.

At that time, Qingluan City was still the same as before, without any wind and waves. An envoy seemed to be wearing tiger wings, walking like flying, running along the paths and steps among the grass and trees, walking swiftly, never falling down, and never falling. Dare to rest for half a minute, ran all the way to Shuilingzhu Pass, knocked on the door, and handed the letter to a waiter.

Hearing that it was an urgent letter, the waiter immediately ran after closing the door. Within an hour, he reached the Jinling Pavilion, crossed the threshold of the Jinling Pavilion, and entered the front yard.At that time, Miao Jiahu was holding a watering can, standing in front of the flower pots of succulents, thinking about how much water to water, and then carefully watering bit by bit, thinking it was right, nodding in satisfaction, ready to go open.

The waiter stepped forward quickly and opened his lips: "Excuse me! There is a letter from the Minister of Jinling Pavilion, I heard it is very urgent!"

When Miao Jiahu heard the words, he immediately took the letter with one hand, and before he could reply, the waiter bowed his hands and turned to leave. He immediately put the watering pot away, walked into the left ear room with the letter, and stood in front of the screen, Xing crossed his hands and reported: "Your Majesty! Someone sent an urgent letter, and it's for Da Qing!"

Huang Yan was sitting on the Maitreya couch, with one arm leaning on the coffee table, his forearm standing up, one hand resting on one temple, and the other hand holding a cup. He was sipping tea leisurely. With a voice, he opened his lips: "Send it in."

Miao Jiahu boldly walked around the screen and came to Maitreya's couch, and presented the letter respectfully with both hands. Seeing that Huang Yan didn't answer, she glanced at Huang Yan cautiously, and Huang Yan only looked at the tea in the cup , suddenly had an idea in the confusion, gently placed the letter on the coffee table, and then respectfully said: "My lord, this subordinate will step down now."

Huang Yan responded with a soft 'um', and didn't say anything else.

Miao Jiahu immediately turned around and left the anteroom, closed the door, not daring to slow down for a moment, walked to the corridor, and then was willing to breathe a sigh of relief, stretched recklessly, and slowly walked into the main room.

Huang Yan put the tea cup lightly, picked up the letter, took out the Chinese paper from the envelope, took a quick glance at the Chinese paper, and was surprised at once, but soon calmed down, only sighed softly, folded the Chinese paper, and stuffed it back Put it in the envelope, put it on the table, and pour tea for myself again. While drinking the tea, I still couldn't help but glance at the letter and sighed softly.

At a later time, Zhu Yanfeng came to Jinling Pavilion in his free time, came to Huang Yan's side, saw a letter on the case, and asked, "Any new cases?"

Huang Yan replied: "No."

Zhu Yanfeng was curious: "Is it your private matter?"

Huang Yan couldn't help sighing, and confessed: "Something happened to Yunzhan."

Zhu Yanfeng was even more curious: "What happened to him?"

Huang Yan replied: "We tried our best to persuade him not to snatch the marriage, but in the end, this silly boy is still headstrong."

Zhu Yanfeng blurted out in surprise: "He went to the chief helm of Xiyutai... to snatch a marriage?! How can he resist so many Xiyutai disciples by himself?"

Huang Yan continued: "He has been seriously injured and is being treated in a medical center."

Hearing these words, Zhu Yanfeng was half relieved, sat on the other side of Maitreya's couch, and said bluntly: "Yunzhan really likes the daughter of Lord Yunxiuding, and he is so willing to take risks when he likes it to the bottom of his heart."

Huang Yan also said bluntly: "It's really difficult to want a younger generation to inherit my will and mantle, no one is willing to be obedient."

Zhu Yanfeng looked at his puzzled expression, and comforted him: "Yunzhan is also okay, he is just infatuated with a little girl at the moment, and it has not reached the point of disappointment."

Huang Yan accepted this comfort, leaned closer to Zhu Yanfeng, and replied: "I used to be so infatuated before, and when you came back to me, I rarely had such irrational impulses again. Alas, man, there is no love at all." Can't live."

Zhu Yanfeng picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Huang Yan, but when Huang Yan took the cup and was about to drink the tea, after thinking about it, he suddenly brought it to Zhu Yanfeng's lips, and Zhu Yanfeng looked back at him , asked him: "You want to let me drink? Then I will take a sip?" He took a sip.

Huang Yan deliberately asked: "Bitter, or sweet?"

Zhu Yanfeng slowly savored it with the tip of his tongue, and replied: "It has a little bit of sweetness."

Huang Yan said generously: "If you like, I can give you a drink."

Zhu Yanfeng asked: "Are there any other conditions?"

Huang Yan was curious: "You really hope that I will offer you a condition?"

Zhu Yanfeng said with a slight smile: "I thought..., I was thinking too much."

Huang Yan said: "Since you always think that I will make a condition, then I will make one for you."

Zhu Yanfeng turned his head and looked at Huang Yan calmly, only to see Huang Yan filled a cup of tea and handed it over.He took the cup, drank the tea generously, and slowly finished the cup of tea.

Huang Yan continued: "The condition is - kiss me."

Zhu Yanfeng immediately kissed Huang Yan's cheek, and Huang Yan immediately supported his nape with one hand, the four petals were immediately matched together, and separated after a long period of obsession.

Time flies, and at night, the cold moonlight shines on the roof of the Xiyutai main rudder building. Zha Yue has already fallen asleep on the bed, and Yang Qingming has not yet slept. He stays in the bedroom next door, opens the window, and sees Looking at the pavilions and staggered roofs in the distance, looking at the bright crescent moon, he looks thoughtful.

The dormitory in a small building far away from it on the back is also brightly lit, but the doors and windows are tightly closed, and the shadows of two men without robes are reflected on the windows, showing an extremely intimate gesture , pleasant murmurs came from the room at the same time, and staccato conversation.

"It's been so many years, the sect leader, Xian Taoer, has not changed, just like the first time when he was 15 years old."

"Master, please slow down and be gentle!"

"Sorry. Because I'm so excited tonight."

"I heard that Master spent a night with the newly promoted chief disciple half a month ago."

"Why do you inquire about my affairs..."

"At the main helm, if you see one, you have to spend the night with it. As the head of the house, I have to take care of it."

"Back then, the head of the sect often spent the night with Qingming, and later he wanted to befriend Qingyuan, so I didn't care."

"That's different. If you meet one, you will follow the other. It has something to do with the reputation of Xiyutai."

"The head really likes the daughter of Yunxiuding?"

"Otherwise I wouldn't marry her."

"I thought the head would prefer me to accompany the head like this."

"Master..."

In a blink of an eye, it was early morning again, Lady Qing was walking alone on the path of the main rudder of Xiyutai, cautiously, looking left and right, when she happened to meet Xue Muhua approaching slowly in a four-person chariot, she hurriedly dodged behind the pillar to hide.

Watching Xue Muhua pass by in front of the pillar secretly, and gradually walking away, Mrs. Qing thought to herself: He went back to his bedroom early in the morning, where did he spend the night last night?Could it be...

Leaving the back of the pillar, he continued to walk like a woman with twisted hips and lotus steps. Before eating, he turned back to Zhayue's dormitory to prevent others from seeing the abnormality.Just as he was passing through a gate in the middle courtyard, he passed a figure, but the other figure quickly turned around and stopped him: "Wait a minute, you seem to be the little girl next to the head's wife?"

Mrs. Qing turned her head, smiled and gave a little blessing: "Exactly! Is the master the one who made alchemy yesterday?"

Fei Zaian said, "Are you going back to take care of the head wife?"

Mrs. Qing replied: "Miss' sword wound hasn't healed yet, I think I want my servant to go back and change her medicine."

Fei Zaian asked gently: "Can I delay your three cups of tea?"

Mrs. Qing smiled slightly: "Master, the slave family is not such a casual person. This private meeting between men and women does not have the master's permission, and the slave family dare not decide on its own."

Fei Zaian grabbed his wrist, and said gently: "Who in Xiyutai doesn't know that Fei Zaian is a suave?" He forcibly pulled him away, brought him back to his bedroom, and closed the door tightly.

Lady Qing pretended to be charming and pitiful, and said: "Master, let the slave's house go home? Miss can't do without the slave's care."

Fei Zaian sat down on the chair, and said to him: "We have known each other for so many years, do you think you can fool me when you come back like this? Qing Ming, no one will dare to steal from my dormitory. Listen, you can talk to me in peace."

Lady Qing smiled slightly, and then resumed her male voice: "How did Senior Brother Fei know it was me?"

Fei Zaian replied, "Based on your eyes."