Brother is also a high-risk occupation

The invisibility tactic can hide the figure, but it cannot isolate the sound.

Shen Zhuang's boots reappeared in the center of Zhou Yan's perspective. He lowered his head and looked expressionlessly at the strange and non-stop sound coming from an empty air.

When the boy was not smiling, he looked at people with eyes that were emotionless, giving him a frightening sense of indifference.

Especially with his sharp facial lines.

Zhou Yan only looked up at him, then hurriedly lowered his head.

He quietly withdrew the rain-avoiding tactic. With the evading rain tactic, the rain in the sky would not fall on the ground, and he could tell someone was here at a glance.

He lowered his head, and the rain mercilessly hit his bare/exposed nape of the neck, making him startled.

Zhou Yan was motionless, and the long-eared spirit rabbit in his arms was still hiccupping. He belatedly gave it a silencing formula, which turned it from an alarm clock into a vibrating alarm clock.

In the panic-stricken silence, Zhou Yan stared at the pair of black boots from the corner of his eyes, silently praying for them to leave quickly.

But the owner of the boot bent his legs and squatted down.

The distance between the two is only a finger away.

Zhou Yan stuck his whole body on the rockery behind him, and Shen Juan squatted opposite him, trapping him in the small space between him and the rockery, his nose was right on the side of Zhou Yan's neck, warm Hot breath hit his ears.

He stared at the air, but scanned Zhou Yan inch by inch.

Even Zhou Yan's fingertips were trembling.

At this moment, Shen Wang's right arm moved, and a dagger was drawn out from his sleeve. He held the dagger, raised his hand, and the dagger infused with spiritual power violently stabbed at Zhou Yan.

No matter what was in the air, what Shen Wang wanted was to kill first.

Zhou Yan hurriedly used his spiritual power to block it, and at this moment, Shen Xuan made a tactic with his left hand.

The invisibility tactic is just a simple type of tactic, and there is nothing that is not easy to break.

Zhou Yan's figure was exposed like this.

Shen Wang made a tactic with one hand, and the moment the person in the air appeared, the angle of the dagger in his right hand changed, and he found the target, and struck at Zhou Yan's heart in a tricky manner.

With the intention of killing him without hesitation.

But in the next moment, Shen Wang raised his eyes and saw the man's side face clearly.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

There was no time to retract the dagger in his right hand, so he could only lift it up hastily. The cold dagger brushed Zhou Yan's side face vaguely, and completely sank into the rockery behind him.

There was a light click, and a crack appeared on the top of the rockery.

Everything was changing in an instant, the air became quiet again, and the sound of tick-tock rain resounded.

Zhou Yan's current state is like a rockery.

He cracked.

He lowered his head and concentrated on watching the jackrabbit trembling in his arms. The cold made his mind confused, and he couldn't react for a while. He buried his head low, revealing a large piece of the back of his neck, pretending that he was empty.

But there was a sneer in the air, and Shen Zhuang's voice sounded, every word and every word contained anger: "Zhou Yan, aren't you very capable, you don't know how to hide if you are going to be stabbed to death?"

He always called him Senior Brother, but this time he gritted his teeth and called out the word Zhou Yan, which made Zhou Yan's eyelashes tremble.

Head lowered a little more.

Shen Wang looked at Zhou Yan who was silent with downcast eyes.

He was wearing a green shirt today, very light cyan, which was not so conspicuous in the season of deep and dark green, but it made his already white skin even whiter, showing a warm and moist color like porcelain.

The light blue flowing clothes and wide sleeves were scattered on the ground, making him look like the white rustling stamens in the green lotus.

Shen Wang remembered that when he was young, he was chased back by Master Shen after running away once. At that time, Master Shen had just acquired a famous prostitute, and it was the time when he couldn't put it down, even when he whipped him with a whip soaked in salt water, he never forgot to let her Courtesans wiped their hands and waited on them.

In the gloomy room, no matter how much Xu Shi smoked, Shen Wang remained silent, and Master Shen's interest shifted to the famous prostitute.

He covered the courtesan, buried his big face in her arms, and murmured that her skin was as gentle and white as porcelain, and said that the fragrance on her body was more moving than porcelain.

At that time, Shen Zhu was lying on the ground covered in blood, smelling the fragrance of powder on the famous prostitute, but he just wanted to vomit.

He turned his head, put his nose close to the blood, buried himself lazily in the bloody atmosphere, and thought indifferently, in this world, no matter men or women, the body smells bad, only a face is bigger than anything else, Dare to compare yourself to ice porcelain.

But at this moment, what caught his eye was the plain white skin, the young man moved the tip of his nose, and smelled the faint fragrance of acacia flowers emanating from his neck in front of the tip of his nose, it was raining, and it brought a little bit of coolness.

Shen Zhu had a sense of smell that had been suppressed in the smell of blood for as long as he could remember, and it was the first time that he really smelled something that didn't disgust him.

Even the strange anger that came from seeing Zhou Yan almost got hurt dissipated a lot.

Seeing that Zhou Yan lowered his head and didn't look at him, Shen Huang was a little amused: "I heard that senior brother was so majestic when he went to Qingliang Peak. Liu Qixue who smoked three times crawled on the bed and couldn't move for a month. Why don't I even dare to look at him now? gone?"

Hearing him speak like this, Zhou Yan wanted to go back and stare at him.

But at this moment, he was shivering from the cold, and he was frightened by Shen Zhu, this stare really didn't have any threatening power.

After Shen Wang saw it, he bent his lips and stopped teasing him.He withdrew the dagger from the rockery, stood up, and stretched out his hand to Zhou Yan: "Senior brother, can you get up now?"

Holding the long-eared spirit rabbit in his arms, Zhou Yan endured the cold, put his hand on Shen Zhu's palm, and helped him stand up.

It might be that his hands were too cold, there was no heat at all, Shen Wang held his hand as if holding a piece of ice, he couldn't help but gently tugged, and followed his hand to touch Zhou Yan's wrist.

As cold as a hand.

But Zhou Yan swayed a bit after being pulled by him like this, and almost couldn't stop.

Shen Zhu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to support his arm, and looked carefully at Zhou Yan.

The young man's complexion was pale, only a little gloss on his lips.

Shen Zhu said in a deep voice, "I'll carry you back."

"No need," Zhou Yan retorted subconsciously, his long eyelashes drooping, "I can go back by myself."

After he finished speaking, Shen Jue's eyes moved slightly, and he let out a cold smile. The young man approached him, and said darkly: "Zhou Yan, you really don't think I forgot the time you beat me up, do you?" If you dare to say no again, believe it or not, I will beat you back right now and make you crawl back to Wuji Peak."

How can this be said by the disciples of Xianmen?

Zhou Yan thought in a daze.

After Shen Wang finished speaking, he let go, turned around and squatted down in front of Zhou Yan, and gave him his back.

Zhou Yan watched for two seconds, then bent down and lay on his back.

Shen Wang firmly lifted the person on his back, and walked towards Wuji Peak step by step.

The person on his back was very light, except for the shallow breathing around his neck, Shen Wang felt that there was no one on his back.

He tightened his arms.

In the hazy rain, the thick green of early summer seems to swallow up the world, and the black eaves that occasionally appear on the road are covered with moss in a sparse or dense manner.

Listen to the wind and rain, the road board bridge is inclined.

But Zhou Yan crawled on Shen Lu's back, but he only felt warm and dry.

He didn't know when he used his spiritual power to dry his clothes, and with the rain-avoidance formula, the wind and rain couldn't reach Zhou Yan at this time.His head lay on the side of the young man's neck, feeling the rare warmth, he couldn't help rubbing it lightly.

Shen Lu took a breath.

But he didn't say anything in the end, he just walked firmly behind his back step by step, as if he had already walked many roads with his back on his back.

The wind and rain did not subside all the way, Shen Wang carried him up the Wuji Peak step by step.

This was the first time he came to Wuji Peak, and he wanted to ask Zhou Yan where he lived, but Zhou Yan was crawling on his back at this moment, eyes dozing, and was falling asleep.

Shen Wang didn't wake him up, but luckily only Zhou Yan lived in Wuji Peak, not long after he walked, a small courtyard appeared in his sight on the mountainside.

He entered the room and put Zhou Yan on the bed.

The layout of Zhou Yan’s room is similar to his layout in Changqing Peak. The tables, chairs and simple cabinets are the same as Guangzong’s. There is only one bed, and it takes a lot of effort to look at it. Use the softest cotton. Once Zhou Yan sits on it, he will It sank a little.

From the moment he got on the bed, Zhou Yan woke up, and Shen Zhu walked all the way with him on his back. At this moment, he was not out of breath, and was fiddling with the tea set on the table.

With slender fingers, he held the tea set in the posture of holding a sword, and what he was doing was serving tea and pouring water.

Neither of them spoke, the room was silent for a while, Zhou Yan was in a daze, not knowing what was going on, he suddenly said: "I'm going to Yingzhou Island."

Shen Wang was frowning and looking at the white porcelain teapot in his hand, when he heard his words, he hummed.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyebrows: "You don't have to follow."

With a soft sound, Shen Juan put the teapot on the table.

After a while, he came over with a cup and stuffed it into Zhou Yan's palm.

A cup of warm tea.

Shen Wang raised his eyelids and glanced at him, as if you were continuing to talk.

Holding the hot tea in his hand, Zhou Yan regained his breath, and his mind became clearer.

So he said: "When I'm not around, you stay with Master at Evergreen Peak."

Shen Wan gritted his teeth calmly.

When it gets better, it becomes more and more annoying.

The young man's eyes were bent, and the meaning of what he said was hard to figure out: "Senior brother is leaving, and master is also leaving, who do you want me to follow?"

Zhou Yan said: "Of course it is Master."

Shen Zhuang smiled and said: "Don't even think about it, you asked me to follow the master, I was born to follow you."

Zhou Yan: "...are you a child?"

He was still talking, when suddenly a gust of cold wind blew through the half-closed door and hit Zhou Yanman directly.

Zhou Yan's throat tickled, and the words he blurted out turned into a coughing sound. He stooped and bent down, and the water in the glass in his hand wobbled out.

At this moment, Zhou Yan felt something covering his head, Shen Wang tore off the quilt on the bed, and wrapped him tightly.

Zhou Yan managed to hold his breath and raised his head from the quilt. Seeing that Shen Wang was holding the cup and wanted to say something, he quickly said, "You can't follow me."

Shen Wang took out the water glass from his hand, put it to his lips, and clicked his tongue with downcast eyes: "I didn't let you take me with me, let you drink water."