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The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was July.

During this period, Fang Qingyan vaguely heard the news from his master, saying that Nalan dared to become obsessed with his practice and accidentally killed many Jianzong disciples.

Fang Qingyan heard this, but didn't care too much, and only waited for Yu Qi's agreement to come to Wanhua Valley.

Anyway, I finally got Yu Qi's invitation.At this moment, Fang Qingyan, like that young girl in love, would take out the greeting card to read it several times every day in his free time, and he naturally knew Yu Qi's handwriting.

Occasionally, the same door smashed this appearance, and everyone began to guess who the mysterious lover of the senior brother was.

On the day Yu Qi came to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, Fang Qingyan naturally went to pick her up in person.

That face was still in his memory, Fang Qingyan wished he could hold Yu Qi's hand in front of all his seniors and tell them that this was my Daoist, mine.

Of course, his identity is still there, he tried his best to put on a cold look, and took Yu Qi to meet Gu Zhu.

Seeing his serious face, Yu Qi felt like laughing in her heart, and took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, so she sneaked a kiss on Fang Qingyan from an angle.

Fang Qingyan's face turned red, and the ignorant junior sister tiptoed and touched Fang Qingyan's forehead: "Brother, is he sick?"

Yu Qi smiled and pulled the junior sister over: "Your brother is indeed sick, and it's not serious."

The older ones in the back saw it for real, and couldn't help laughing.

Fang Qingyan was a little annoyed. His image as a big brother was aloof as he had promised.

Yu Qi came up and took Fang Qingyan's hand generously, as if everyone knew it anyway, so you're still trying to hide something.

Fang Qingyan snorted angrily, but didn't stop him, letting him lead the way.

It is not easy for Yu Qi to come to Wanhua Valley once, but Qingrihai must go.

Fang Qingyan finally got to be alone with Yu Qi. Although he was happy, he also felt faintly worried: "When will we meet next time?"

Yu Qi patted his head: "How long have we met, are you thinking about the next time?"

Fang Qingyan found a comfortable position in his arms, her voice was soft, as if a little sleepy: "I'm afraid that you are like senior brother, if you leave, you will never come back..."

"Seventeen, I..." Before Yu Qi could finish speaking, Fang Qingyan had already fallen asleep.

Yu Qi sighed, stroked his long dark hair, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Fang Qingyan woke up, it was already evening, he got up from Yu Qi's embrace hazily, looked up and saw that the other party's eyebrows were clear, his eyes were like lacquer spots, and he lost his mind for a moment.

He looked around, but found that it was in his room.

"I brought you back." Yu Qi said.

"You..." Fang Qingyan gritted his teeth, he couldn't be laughed to death by those fellow disciples, he was carried back to the room by a man, his majestic Senior Brother Wanhua.

The corners of Fang Qingyan's eyes and brows were a little lazy when he just woke up, Yu Qi moved closer and kissed his forehead lightly, trying to calm his anger.

Fang Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and asked a question: "Where does this fragrance of plum come from?"

Yu Qi frowned, and immediately remembered what was going on, so she took off the sachet hanging from her waist and handed it to Fang Qingyan: "It belongs to an old friend. If you don't like the smell, I won't wear it."

Fang Qingyan shook his head, he just felt a little strange.

After dinner, we chatted for a while, and then went to bed to rest.

Both of them are young people, at the time when their blood is full, the house is full of spring for a while, they sleep on their feet, sharing the joy of fish and water, so they don't come together one by one.

A few good days passed like this. The two of them had just finished having sex that day, and Fang Qingyan was still panting slightly: "Tomorrow, I want to tell the master about you and me, okay?"

Yu Qi didn't say anything, just when Fang Qingyan was a little disappointed, he suddenly said, "Seventeen, I'm a little scared."

"Are you afraid that the master will not agree? Or are you afraid that you will lose your identity as the great disciple of Chunyang?"

Yu Qi's voice was filled with imperceptible pain: "I...I received a mission...a senior from the Haoqi League who is so kind to me, he wants me to go to the Valley of the Wicked to help him Steal information."

"But what about your choice?" Fang Qingyan was not surprised, because he saw the struggle and confusion in Yu Qi's eyes.

"I don't know." Yu Qi looked at Fang Qingyan, sliding his fingers over his face little by little, "Let me remember your face, maybe in the future, I won't see you again."

Fang Qingyan was very puzzled: "Why did you go, aren't you the senior brother of Chunyang Palace?"

Yu Qi smiled and said a name: "He is my biological brother."

Fang Qingyan knew this name, this person can be regarded as one of the ten evils in the Valley of the Evil, murderous like hemp, extremely cruel.

"Brother's murder is too serious, if I can't persuade him to return from his misfortune, then let me get rid of this evil."

"Yuqi."

"Ok?"

Perhaps Fang Qingyan at this time was overheated or dazzled by love, and he made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life: "I will go to the Valley of the Wicked with you."

Once you enter this valley, you will never suffer.Standing on Sansheng Road, Yuqi looked at this weather-beaten stele, and pulled out a mocking smile. As long as she was born as a human, I am afraid there will be a day when the pain will stop.

He looked at Fang Qingyan and remembered the conversation he had with him a few days ago.

"Aren't you afraid to enter the valley of the wicked with me and bear the infamy that thousands of people despise?"

Fang Qingyan smiled and said: "From a certain level, there is no difference between the Valley of the Wicked and the Haoqi League. As for what outsiders say, what does it matter to me?"

Yu Qi nodded: "Maybe what you said is right, it's just that someone needs to show a righteous side in front of the world."

Fang Qingyan sighed, and said, "That's right, even if you're deceiving yourself and others. If you can fool the world, why not just treat it as real?"

Just as Yu Qi recalled this conversation, Fang Qingyan called out to him: "What's wrong? Aren't we going to see your brother?"

Yu Qi settled down, and the two walked towards the Cemetery of Bones together.

Is this the rumored murderous Mr. Yu?Fang Qingyan looked at the person sitting above him, and didn't know what to say.

Because this Young Master Yu is really too ordinary.Just like the kind of vendors who walk on the street and can be seen everywhere, without any characteristics.

Fang Qingyan glanced at Yu Qi again, are these two really brothers?

Mr. Yu had already noticed his actions, and he only heard Mr. Yu ask: "My guest, what are you looking at?"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of hands was already pressing towards Fang Qingyan's eyes, clearly intending to gouge out his eyes.

However, according to his agreement with Yuqi, he pretended to be Yuqi's servant.And servants should not know martial arts.

"Brother." Yu Qi drew his sword out of its sheath and blocked the blow, "He is just my servant."

"Oh, servant." Fang Qingyan hadn't reacted to Mr. Yu's casual tone, only heard a crisp voice from his elbow joint, "Since it's a servant, it doesn't matter if you break a hand."

Fang Qingyan quickly calculated the winning rate between himself and Mr. Yu in his mind, and his winning rate was estimated to be less than 5.00%.

Fang Qingyan's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, what kind of speed was this.In the past, he had confidence in his own martial arts, but this confidence was quickly wiped out in front of strength.

He glanced at Yu Qi and signaled that he was okay. Yu Qi glared at Young Master Yu, and then directly helped Fang Qingyan back to his room.

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