I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Jinglan Hall was lifeless.

Qiu Yeyang looked at the jade slip in his hand, and didn't give him a look until Long Chiyu finished speaking.

On the other hand, Long Chiyu was awkwardly silent for a long time, and couldn't help but call out: "Master."

Qiu Yeyang still didn't raise his eyes: "Let's go out after finishing talking."

The already cold voice seemed to be mixed with a bit of chill.Echoing in this dark and oppressive hall, it looks extraordinarily cold to the bone.

Long Chiyu couldn't help tightening his fingers.He understood that although the master said to let him go out, if he really went out at this moment, the consequences would be disastrous.

He explained unwillingly: "Master, if it wasn't for Hu Yibai's sudden appearance and obstruction, I would have..."

Qiu Yeyang interrupted him, "In my eyes, things have only two outcomes, either success or failure. And I told you, I only want the outcome and don't look at the process. Don't you think that only incompetent people fail every time? Do you blame external factors instead of self-criticism?"

He put down the jade slip in his hand, and seeing Long Chiyu's embarrassed and unwilling face, he smiled in a deep voice: "Do you feel that you have been wronged?"

Long Chiyu's eyelids moved, and he said, "I don't dare."

But the expression on his face is clearly: I am wronged, I am almost wronged to death!

Suppressed not to let the tears fall.

Qiu Yeyang: "..."

To be honest, if you only look at qualifications, Long Chiyu is considered to be above average among the disciples he has accepted. Although he has passed the entry qualification, it is definitely far from enough to be his direct disciple.

He accepted Long Chiyu as his only direct disciple, half because of his old friend's face.

But now it seems that this kid is so arrogant that he can't bear any setbacks.

In fact, I deliberately mentioned Hu Yibai in front of him to make him feel a little bit of crisis.

I didn't expect him to be lucky, just because Hu Yibai appeared to make trouble, he just quit the job.

If you are so impulsive, I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a master in the future.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he will have to return to Longshengmen in the future, succeeding his father as the head of the dragon clan, and it is impossible to stay by his side for a long time.

No matter how hard he cultivated, he was also making wedding dresses for others.

For this sword test meeting, he really had to pay attention to whether there were any candidates among the inner disciples who were suitable to be his direct disciples.

Especially that Hu Yibai, who always felt so interesting.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yeyang saw that Long Chiyu was still standing there, and raised his hand: "Okay, you go down."

Long Chiyu: "But Master, should Feng Ling send another..."

"No need." Qiu Yeyang opened a new volume of jade slips: "Originally, I saw that the Feng family was wiped out, and the Molinjiao, which had never left anyone alive, would leave behind a five-year-old child. I thought something might be wrong. , I don’t want Feng Ling to go to Xuejing Town and get involved with the people of the Demon Race. But he wants to go at any cost, which makes me wonder what he wants to do.”

Speaking of this, he stared at the jade slip for a moment, and ordered: "You must pay special attention to Feng Ling's every move this time, but don't be discovered by him on the surface, just follow up secretly. Once you find that he and the Mozu If there is a secret relationship, write back to me immediately, and don't startle the snake by making mistakes."

Hearing that the Feng family was destroyed, Long Chiyu's expression changed slightly, and he cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Master."

Seven days later, at an inn in Xuejing Town, on a snowy night, by a dim oil lamp, four heads gathered in front of the counter to discuss.

"Boss, we can pay twice the rent, can't we even it out?"

"And we don't live here for just one day, at least half a month."

"This is already the fifth inn we have run. You see, it is so dark outside, and the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger. Boss, please do yourself a favor and help us!"

The innkeeper wore cotton sleeves and glanced at the four half-grown children in front of him. They were all dressed in thin shirts and their hands and faces were exposed. They were incompatible with the group of guest officials on the first floor of the inn who were wearing cotton jackets and furs and drinking ginger tea around the stove.

At first glance, it was a monk who came from afar.

There is an old saying: It is better to offend those who wear black hats than those who wear Taoist robes.

The boss sighed, and looked at the only two listings left on the wall behind him: "Originally, I reserved these two rooms for others, but it's already this hour and it's not here yet. I guess I won't be able to make it back tonight. Let you stay."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took off the two 'land name' house cards and threw them on the counter.

Hu Yibai picked up the two signs and looked at the other three people: "There are two rooms for four people. It seems that we can only have two rooms for tonight. So who will live with whom?"

Tao Xinyuan held Feng Ling's arm and seized the opportunity: "I'm with Feng Ling!"

When he said this, Long Chiyu's face suddenly turned ugly, especially when he looked at Hu Yibai beside him, his face was full of resistance.

Sure enough, he said coldly: "No, I won't live with him."

This him is naturally Hu Yibai.

Hu Yibai hugged his shoulders, a little helpless: "Brother Long, don't worry, I will let you be wronged for a night, and when there is a vacant room tomorrow, I will immediately book it for you and let you live in a private room, okay?"

After driving for seven days in a row, everyone was a little bit out of energy. After finally finding a vacant room, they all wanted to go to bed early to rest and recharge their batteries.

However, Long Chiyu also possessed the eldest lady, regardless of other people's feelings, and said hypocritically: "No!"

Then he ordered Tao Xinyuan: "You go live with Hu Yibai."

The gluttonous giant baby who was ordered for the first time by Kaitianpidi immediately blew up: "You let me live with Hu Yibai? Why don't you live with him! Don't think that you are the young master of that dragon or something, and I am afraid of you!"

Immediately, the spiritual pressure began to spread out uncontrollably.

Long Chiyu frowned, and the two looked at each other as if thunder and lightning struck each other, and finally they both turned their gazes to Feng Ling who was aside at the same time.

Feng Ling looked away in good time.

Hu Yibai: "..."

Good guy, he's disgusted by thousands of people.

After a moment of stalemate, Hu Yibai borrowed a pen and paper from the boss, wrote four signatures, crumpled them into balls of paper, shook them in the palm of his hand and scattered them on the table.

"Let's draw lots, two circles, two crosses, and those who are the same will live together. Of course, if you disagree, the three of you will live in one room, and I can sleep in a single room by myself. I pay the rent, and I can't let you Sleep on the street?"

Tao Xinyuan and Long Chiyu looked at each other, they grabbed one almost at the same time, Feng Ling saw that Hu Yibai didn't move while hugging his shoulders, so he reached out and took one too.

Tao Xinyuan tore apart his own and hurried to look at Fengling's: "I'm Cha, isn't yours?"

Seeing that Feng Ling was taking it apart too slowly, he even went up to help take it apart.

It turned out to be a round circle, and immediately pouted in disappointment.

Then Long Chiyu also unfolded his own, "Fork."

Hu Yibai looked at the only balls of paper left on the table, and looked up at Feng Ling opposite, "Then I don't need to look at it." Then he threw the room card with the key in his hand to Long Chiyu and said, "This room is on the left hand side. Be the first."

In this way, after going up to the second floor, the four of them were divided into two groups, one to the left and the other to the right.

After walking to the guest room and opening the door, Hu Yibai turned to the side. Feng Ling didn't seem to expect that he would let her advance. Looking at Hu Yibai's too coquettish face, he frowned and walked in. .

He looked at the only bed in the guest room, put the sword on the table, and began to move out the chairs to make a simple bed.

After Hu Yibai locked the door, he turned around and saw the little guy lying flat between two chairs.

Not to mention whether the chair is hard or not, but to say that there is a distance of at least three feet between the two chairs. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for him to lie on it?

Hu Yibai walked over and reminded: "The bed is big enough for two people. Are you afraid that your waist will collapse tomorrow if you sleep here for one night?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, when Hu Yibai said this, he definitely cared about his companions.

But with the vixen face of the original owner, and the villain filter that has been bullying Feng Ling for many years, Feng Ling closed his eyes after just looking at it.

As if out of sight and out of mind.

Hu Yibai: "..."

Seeing that Feng Ling remained unmoved, Hu Yibai looked at the little guy lying between the chairs, and helplessly pasted two increment symbols on his hands.

Although Feng Ling didn't feel heavy, but he was well prepared, and it would be embarrassing if he couldn't hug her.

When Feng Ling noticed that his body was suddenly lifted into the air, he opened his eyes and found that he was being hugged by Hu Yibai's waist, and his usually calm face almost couldn't hold back.

Especially when the other party held him in his arms, when he raised his head, his forehead would rub against Hu Yibai's chin. For some reason, Feng Ling looked at the clear white neck in front of him, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

But only for a moment, he subconsciously pushed the opponent's shoulder: "Let go!"

Although Hu Yibai used the incremental talisman, he was a little bit overwhelmed with such a violent struggle.

Looking at the bed that was close at hand, Hu Yibai felt a heavy punch at the corner of his mouth, which made him hiss in pain, and he quickly let go of Feng Ling after putting him on the bed.

He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and sure enough, his fingertips were smeared with blood red.

Feng Ling was also stunned for a moment when he saw Hu Yibai's bleeding mouth. He just wanted him to let go, but he didn't expect that he would not let go even when he was beaten, and insisted on hugging him.

Moreover, he was beaten and bled, according to his previous temperament, he had already gone to Long Chiyu to add fuel and make a complaint, how could he be like this, wiped his face calmly, and went to the table to pick up the teapot and pour a cup of hot tea.

Hu Yibai took a sip, spit out the blood foam in his mouth, then turned around and asked Feng Ling, "Do you want to drink?"

Feng Ling was still in surprise, and subconsciously shook her head when she heard his sudden question.

Hu Yibai poured himself another cup: "You're welcome, although it's not a good tea, it's still a gift, so don't drink it for nothing."

Feng Ling was silent.

Hu Yibai smiled and said nothing.

When he was about to go to bed, he thought he would have to deal with Feng Ling for a long time, but he didn't expect the little guy to move in, leaving him the place outside and the quilt.

Hu Yibai climbed up like a streamer, covered the quilt, and asked him, "Isn't it cold without the quilt?"

Feng Ling lay on her back with her eyes closed.

But the tightly furrowed eyebrows already showed that he wanted to go to bed and didn't want to talk.

"..." Hu Yibai shut his mouth for a moment, and silently moved the quilt halfway to Feng Ling's side.

He squeezed out a formula to extinguish the oil lamp at the corner of the table, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

After a long time, a pair of pale silver eyes slowly opened in the darkness, Feng Ling looked at the quilt on Gai Li's body, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

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