After the Master's reinstatement

The night wind howled, and the chill approached aggressively from all directions.

But Yu Yan was very hot, his whole body was burning hot, he hadn't experienced this kind of scorching feeling that the bottom of his stomach was going to be burned through for a long time.

What Tang Qiqiao said, he didn't even think about it, he said it was impossible, and refuted it straight away.

Impossible to get hurt.

He has fought against Shang Yingqiu, and he knows best what level the young man's skill has reached. Unlike those young people who are eager for quick success, Shang Yingqiu is careful and cautious. How could Mingyuelou's killer succeed so easily?

Injury or something must be absurd talk released by people to confuse the public.

"On the bright side, Mingyue Tower is no match for the enemy, but isn't it always Mingyue Tower's ability to defeat the strong with the weak?" Tang Qiqiao gave an example casually: "Do you remember how the life-killing king died before? He died on his own. Falling in love at first sight, in the hands of a wife who has been married for ten years, she can lurk for ten years just for one blow, you never know what crooked ideas Mingyuelou will come up with."

"..."

Tongcheng, where Zhujian Villa is located, is located in the border city of Shu Kingdom, and it takes four days to travel with full travel.

The horseshoes are ringing, the brain is spinning, and the mood is chaotic.

An unprecedented panic hit my heart. Tang Qiqiao's words were like stones being thrown into the pool one by one, not loud and loud, but the lake could hardly restore the calmness of the past.

Anxiety, what's the use of being anxious? Anxiety is the most useless emotion in the world.

He can't change others, and it will also affect his own ability to think and judge, so Yu Yan usually gets used to preparing for the worst possible outcome.

But now, he found that he couldn't predict it. What is the so-called worst plan?

It seems that every possibility is the worst, as bad as it is——

When he was in his early twenties, he had known so many godsons and was full of disciples and grandchildren, so he didn't feel anything.

But it was only now that Yu Yan really realized what it was like to be a father.

It's no wonder that top experts seldom have families... Once they have a family, they have a reason to be restrained.

Once a bird has a concern, it will become a kite.

Now, he must hold this handle, that kite string, firmly in his hands.

Yu Yan set off alone, wearing stars and wearing moons without stopping, exhausting six or seven horses along the way, and finally went into battle with light work, climbing mountains and forests, shortening the four days by half, and arriving in the city before the evening of the next day.

Zhujian Villa is located on the East Street, and it is also a mansion with hundreds of courtyards.

As Tang Qiqiao said, the situation is not quite right.

Eighty percent of the world's magic soldiers come out of Zhujian Villa. The guests who come here every day are like a continuous river, and it should be full of people at night. Therefore, Zhujian Villa has always had the reputation of "No Night Village", but now——

The gate was closed tightly, and there were still many disciples pretending to be vendors guarding outside the street. Yu Yan waited under the night fog, and jumped silently, passing through the gates under the cover.

"Shh, it's me—"

The brothers and sisters of the Fang family who just entered the hospital were arrested. The two rising stars were caught in a surprise attack by Yu Yan before they could react. Yu Yan touched their acupuncture points and pulled off the black scarf mask. The continuous fatigue and anxiety made his eyes red It was covered in blood, and it looked like a murderer, the kind who killed people without blinking an eye.

"What about him?"

Yu Yan didn't say the young man's full name. For some reason, he didn't want to mention the first and last name. It was too formal, so formal that he had a bad feeling.

Yu Yan didn't touch Ya acupoint, Fang Yuan couldn't move his body, his eyes were too wide open, and he was full of anger: "You despicable villain! You dare to come, my son's eyebrow—"

"It's useless, you're late." Fang Fengfeng interrupted her brother, her eyeballs drooped, and misty tears filled her beautiful eyes: "Leader... Lord, he fell into the enemy's trick, you are late."

Fang Yuan was frightened by his sister's tears: "...?"

The girl didn't move, tears streaming down her face, showing a sad sense of beauty, she looked at Yu Yan's pale face without a trace of blood, and said softly: "When I first arrived at the villa, a disciple brought news that he had found it. Not knowing the whereabouts of the disciples of Zhou Palace, he even brought Mu Chun's body back... You may not know that the leader treats Mu Chun as his own younger brother, and when he gets the news, he cares a lot. The Mingyue Tower killer who was seriously injured and was ambushed again...he has, already—"

These two soft "already" sounded like Taoist spells, hitting Yu Yan's body without weight, making his panic invisible in the world.

His viscera burned until his head went blank, and he didn't care about losing his composure in front of the two juniors. He snarled and asked, "Then, what about others."

Fang Fengfeng pointed in a direction.

Yu Yan didn't know how he got there, there was an ominous smell in the room, the smell of medicine, blood and the cold night wind in the air blended together, becoming the poison quenched on the wind blade.

He opened the door, and the first thing he saw was a person lying on the bed, covered with a white linen cloth, messy and black hair scattered outside, cold and silent.

Yu Yan had goose bumps all over his body, and the trembling went straight to his spinal cord. His back was still straight, and he was so stiff that he couldn't bend down to lift the cloth.

He called Ying Qiu in a low voice.

No one in the room responded.

"Ying Qiu, Ying Qiu?"

He staggered a few steps forward, unable to bend down, but his legs lost strength one step earlier, and he half-kneeled to the side of the bed.

Those nightmares turned out to be real, why didn't I take it seriously.

If he was there, the young man would definitely not be recruited. Why wasn't he there at the time?

Such a good young man obviously can have the best future, but now that beautiful tomorrow has condensed into a cold white in front of his eyes, he can't lift his hands, and his heart doesn't seem to be able to beat.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the closed door.

"Godfather—what are you doing here?"

**

Shang Yingqiu immediately closed the door, not letting the patrolling disciples who followed behind see inside.

Yu Yan looked at the door blankly, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"You, how do you—then this—"

Seeing the young man, his whole portrait was nailed in place.

Lost, gained—the huge gap makes the whole world seem unreal.

In this unreality, as soon as Shang Yingqiu approached, Yu Yan grasped the opponent's wrist tightly, as if confirming that the temperature does exist and the person is real.

"This is from the killer of Mingyue Tower. He pretended to be a disciple of the Martial Arts League. In order not to startle the enemy, we didn't make any noise. You..."

There was no light in the room, and there was a sizzling sound, and the light from the fire lit by the young man polished a small square of the world.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and the candlelight stirred, clearly outlining the outline of Shang Yingqiu's face that had lost a lot of weight.

Similarly, Yu Yan's face was so dirty that he couldn't see his original skin color, there were dirt and leaves on his forehead and hair in his clothes, but there were some clean spots on his cheeks at the corners of his eyes.

Tears are shining under the lamp like pearls.

Shang Yingqiu took out the handkerchief, poked it over, stared intently at the spot of light, and then wiped it off bit by bit.

"Is it hot outside? Look at you, your face is covered with sweat."

sweat?

Yu Yan wiped it casually with his free hand, and it was actually wet. Only then did he belatedly realize that it was no wonder his vision was so blurry just now.

I actually shed tears.

Since his cat was killed when he was a child, he has never felt what it feels like to cry.

Crying was too painful, he replied vaguely: "Yes...it's too hot."

Damn it, I thought Fang Fengfeng was a reliable and honest girl, but looking at it now, she is also full of bad things, really bad.

In the middle of the story, Ren Jun thought about it, and he still held a grudge, and he was revenge for his leaving the underground palace.

When people are tense to a certain extent, they will be exhausted when they relax. Yu Yan drank a whole pot of hot water before his voice returned to normal.

Taking advantage of the Mingyue Tower, he began to lobby how dangerous this place is, so he might as well go away with him quickly.

After he finished the temptation, he was full of joy and prepared to deal with the joy and gratitude of the young man, but Shang Yingqiu sat motionless, his facial features hidden in the flickering candlelight.

Perhaps it was Yu Yan's illusion, but at this time Shang Yingqiu was more like a strict teacher who didn't hold back his words and smiles, and there was a terrifying strength in his calmness.

"Godfather, you shouldn't have come."

"..."

Hot blood meets west wind.

The days of running around, the fright of the innocent, and the heavy unhappiness made Yu Sheng unable to express his charming expression, he thought it was true.

Shang Yingqiuding is still angry because of his refusal to say goodbye, young people are naive, and they are still showing temper at this juncture.Now most of the disciples stationed outside are Dugutang's. If he takes advantage of this opportunity to attack or cooperate with Tsing Yi Lou, the consequences will be disastrous.

The junior can't see the problem clearly, but he is a magnanimous and tolerant elder after all.

"Shouldn't it, it's not up to you, you...you still remember the matter of the underground palace?"

Shang Yingqiu was silent.

There was a night wind blowing outside, and the candle wick fluttered, bringing along with it a faint, cold fragrance.

But, in the winter, how can there be the fragrance of flowers in April when the spring is fragrant?

This taste...

As an expert in poison making, Yu Yan's heart trembled.

He snatched the candle, and the flame moved down.

Look carefully, the color of the fabric on the young man's left leg is slightly different from other places.

"Yes, I have won the concubine of Mingyue Tower, so you can go."

Yu Yan's face changed instantly.

Beauty old is a highly poisonous poison produced by Mingyuelou, the number one killer sect in Jianghu. People who suffer from this poison will have a strong fragrance like flowers within three days. As the toxicity deepens, the fragrance will also rot, and finally the skin of the person will wither Like a leaf, it shatters when touched.

He would have completely forgotten that the poison he made was worse than this.

The fragrance of the flowers became stronger, and the poison must have spread to the limbs, but the young man was still watching him quietly, with a stubborn look that was indifferent to his own life and death, like a bird that would rather die alone in a corner than trust other people's good intentions. wild dogs.

Yu Yan checked the young man's leg injury, and raised his brows angrily: "Which people have you offended, they are all poisoned, why do you keep acting like nothing happened!?"

Shang Yingqiu acted as if he stayed out of the matter, and said softly: "Dugutang is here, if he finds out that I have something to do, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

"You are—"

I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, do you think you are strong!

However, now is not the time to teach others, Yu Yan thought for a while, and directly pulled out a short dagger from his waist.

People with old-fashioned beauty will have muscle weakness all over their bodies, Shang Yingqiu couldn't stop it, and with a puff, Yu Yan quickly cut his wrist open.

"It's okay, don't be afraid—"

He put his wrist against the young man's lips: "Godfather's blood has the effect of suppressing poison, so what is this poison, it's just a trick."

Since he was a child, his adoptive father would make him take various poisons.

Hedinghong, Biancao, Zhuoxingwan... From less to more, it is precisely because of taking it more since childhood that over time, the blood in the body has the effect of being invulnerable to all poisons. Now fighting poison with poison can temporarily suppress the toxicity of the old beauty.

In the past, he always complained in his heart that his adoptive father was cruel and made him suffer from heart-to-heart pain every day.

But now that he thinks about the hardships he endured, it's not all bad things, his patience is now bearing fruit.

"Hey, you'll be fine if you drink it. Godfather is here, so nothing will happen to you."

A daze flashed between Shang Yingqiu's eyebrows, as if he was half-bewitched, but finally softened under Yu Yan's stubborn eyes.

He moved his lips, unable to bear to refuse, he lowered his head and sucked lightly beside the wound.

Probably afraid of hurting others, the young man didn't dare to use his strength the whole time, he was reserved and polite, instead he was like a small animal that came to repay his favor, comforting his injured owner.

Yu Yan endured the warm itching of his wrists, feeling that the other person was sucking on his heart, in order to cover up this discomfort, he complained in a rough voice: "Why are you acting like a big girl, can you use a little more strength."

Shang Yingqiu only put some rouge on his lips, if there is any rouge left on his lips, he would not continue.

"It's okay, I'm afraid you will hurt."

What kind of pain is this.Always feel sorry for others, don't you know how to worry about yourself?

The fragrance of the flowers faded, and the toxicity was gradually suppressed. Yu Yan secretly counted the time, and before a cup of tea, Shang Yingqiu leaned his head on the back of the chair.

"Ying Qiu?" He confirmed again.

Very well, the person fell asleep.

This is the case with prying the corner of the wall, no matter what he does, first grab the hand and then talk.

He picked up the man on his back and left quietly through the back door.

In the middle of the walk, the sound of chasing behind him sometimes approached and sometimes far away, followed by them from afar.

Dozens of shadowy black figures appeared in the drizzle. At first, Yu Yan thought that they were all from Mingyue Tower.

But after touching it for a while, Yu Yan was shocked——

The first wave of people caught up with ghostly steps. He had never seen this kind of movement that could transform one person into many people, and a hundred people as one. Yu Yan fought and retreated, threw off the man, and ran straight to the depths.

Thanks to the complex terrain, he finally found hidden caves.

The young man's chin was obediently attached to his shoulder, and his breath was weaker than ever before.Yu Yan wiped off the dirt on the young man's face with his fingers. Looking at the handsome face soaked in cold sweat, he fell into deep thought.

It's tricky.It is very difficult to leave with a safe youth.

It is tricky to say that the girl in front of her is old.

The tricky thing is not the detoxification, but before the detoxification, the old beauty emits a special smell that can't be washed away by the rain.

It is precisely because of this that the hounds that are chasing can bite so hard.

"You kid, who did you offend..."

From the few words just now, he vaguely sensed what Shang Yingqiu was chasing: the former leaders of the Wulin League had accidents for no reason, there were rumors that it was an assassination by the imperial court, and some said that there were other manipulators behind the Wulin League... ...In Yu Yan's view, the truth is very important, but it's not so important that you have to trade it with your life.

When you should be confused, you should be confused.

The heavy rain outside the cave was still pouring.

Yu Yan thought for a moment, and when he stood up, he had already made a decision——

He dropped his hand.

The wind and rain were raging, and thunder and thunder pulled the leaving figure into a steep black shadow.

If Yu Yan turns around at this time, he will find that the young man who has been closing his eyes has quietly opened them.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Godfather: What's it like to be a parent?Just... just very worried, thinking, worried, and irritable. Isn't it like this for others?

People: No, that's not the case

Fang Yuan: When my dear father saw me, he wished that I would go away

Leader: Well, other people are not like this

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

3 bottles of Yuxin; Beiming?1 bottle of Xuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!