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Engagement means getting married, getting married means the night of wedding candles in the bridal chamber, and the night of wedding candles in the bridal chamber means innocence.

Although this so-called discussion will bring together elites from various factions, it's not that Mo Beichen thinks highly of Yi Qingyun, the key is that Yi Qingyun is indeed a fragrant bun in this limelight.

Coupled with the fact that Lang is affectionate and the concubine is interested, if the fairy took the initiative to make Murong Yue an engagement, Yi Qingyun must be a good candidate.

Once in ten thousand years, he meets the pure yang body, cultivates diligently and hard, and now has a high reputation and a fair figure. After listing it like this, Mo Beichen's complexion becomes deeper and deeper.

No one can touch his medicine guide!Neither can the fairy master!

"Is there something wrong with you! You are used to being a loner, and you still don't want to see someone find a good marriage?" Nangong Hao didn't understand what kind of crazy Mo Beichen was smoking.

"Success! Even if you want to make trouble, you want to break into the Nine Layers of Immortal Gate, what are you doing here at Muchun Pavilion?" Nangong Hao looked at the green tile and vermilion tree in front of him, completely confused.

Mo Beichen ignored him, but entered the prosperous Muchun Pavilion, the best embroidery workshop in the world of cultivating immortals.

"You two, do you want to choose a good ready-to-wear?" A gentle woman in a green dress came quickly and greeted her with a smile.

"What about acupuncture?" Mo Beichen asked with a frown.

"Are you looking for Sister Jingyu?" The woman in green was stunned for a moment, "Um, Sister Jingyu, she, she's not here."

"How is it possible? At this point, she is probably feeding the birds in the sunset garden. Don't fool me." Mo Beichen replied sophisticatedly, a little impatient.

He is indeed a regular customer of Muchun Pavilion.

As soon as the words came out, seeing that the young man actually knew the woman in green in "Xizhao Garden", he knew it. The young man was afraid that he knew Sister Zhenyu, so he didn't dare to prevaricate, and asked politely, "What's the young master's name?" ?”

"Mo."

"Master Mo, wait a moment, I'll report right now."

After a while, the woman in green came back with a respectful face: "This way, please."

Soon Mo Beichen and Nangong Hao were ushered into a courtyard, and before their feet crossed the threshold, they heard bursts of laughter like silver bells.

"Hey, my God of Wealth is here! What a gust of wind is blowing! No wonder I saw that the sun this morning is much brighter than usual!"

A woman who still retains her charm came out of the back room gracefully.

"Oh, how come you turned into a porcelain doll this time, it's really cute!"

Mo Beichen cast a glance at the woman, but poured himself a cup of tea in a familiar manner. Time was running out, so he was not polite, "Acupuncture, find some beautiful and cultivated girls for me, and then get a few sets to see it." Come here with the eye-catching ready-to-wear."

"Girls are easy to talk about, but you don't know which ready-to-wear clothes you like."

"Men are happy and I'm in the right shape now!"

"I'm afraid your figure is..." Jingyu was a little embarrassed.

"Why? Your huge Muchun Pavilion doesn't have the clothes of this deity?"

"Yes, of course, yes, sit down for a while, and I'll pick some up." The needle language was also clever, and as soon as Mo Beichen finished speaking, his hands and feet started to move.

"Mo Beichen, what the hell are you doing looking for women's clothes?" Nangong Hao was stunned, "Are you going to pretend to be a woman again?"

"Yes." Mo Beichen sighed and replied perfunctorily.

How can this mad dog have so many problems.

"You pretend to be a girl and you still need to dress up? Could it be that there is something wrong with your skills?" Nangong Hao said in surprise.

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows lightly, but he didn't expect the dumbfounded Nangong Hao to notice that there was something wrong with his kung fu.

He thought that Nangong Hao's mind couldn't turn this corner.

"The last time I was injured, it didn't heal."

"So that's the case. But even if you pretend to be a woman, they won't let you in!"

"There were originally eleven schools of cultivating immortals." Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Mo Beichen untied his hair and picked up a comb, "But Jiuzhong Xianmen only invited ten schools."

"This is nothing more than normal, the Hehuan Sect has always been kicked out." Nangong Hao answered as a matter of course.

"He said he would kick if he was kicked out? This deity will go to seek justice on behalf of the Hehuan Sect today."

"What do you want to say? You, you want to pretend to be a member of the Acacia Sect and sneak into the Nine Layers Immortal Sect? Are you crazy? You think those decent people are blind?" Nangong Hao said with his eyes widened.

He really wanted to cut Mo Beichen's head open with a broad knife and see what kind of straw was inside!

"They have always been ashamed of their dealings with the Hehuan Sect. Who dares to say that they recognize the 'monsters' of the Hehuan Sect?" Mo Beichen raised his lips, "I bet on this game."

"You really—" Nangong Hao didn't know what to say to Mo Beichen for a while, "I don't know how to live or die. I don't want to care about you!"

Jingyu came with a group of little maids holding brocade boxes, each of which contained a valuable ready-made garment.

"Your Majesty, I have picked out some ready-made clothes. Do you have a look?"

"Why are they all too white to appreciate the moonlight?" Mo Beichen frowned, "I don't have any momentum when I wear them."

"Hey, don't men love this fairy? The one who is not stained with dust." The needle language is really embarrassing, and now the figure of the demon king is mostly dressed in a little girl's ready-to-wear.

This little girl is naturally at the purest age, doesn't she always wear some beautiful and pure ready-made clothes?

Although most of the clothes this person came to buy in the past were rich and luxurious.

No wonder these ready-made clothes are not satisfied.

"It looks like a funeral." Mo Beichen was a little disgusted, and shook his head again and again, "It's not suitable."

Jingyu asked in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do here? This is the best choice for you!"

"What are you doing? This deity is going to rob people and smash the field."

This idiom immediately became clear, and she looked sober, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I just released a rare item from Muchun Pavilion a few days ago, I'll go and change it for you, today you will definitely be the most beautiful! "

Nangong Hao was a little tired, he felt that Mo Beichen was sick, he was the one who let Yi Qingyun go, and now he was the one who wanted to get him out.

If he were Yi Qingyun, he would have been annoyed to death by such a person.

When Yi Qingyun stepped through the white jade gate, he decided that Mo Chen must have never expected that the discussion of the Nine Layers Immortal Gate would be like this.

In other words, Yi Qingyun didn't feel the atmosphere of cultivating immortals and discussing Dao here.

In this fairyland-like garden, Yi Qingyun seemed to be from another world.

At least in terms of clothing, only he was wearing simple and unadorned school clothes.

While the others were all dressed in brocade clothes, all of them seemed to have a lot of background.

They gathered together in twos and threes, chatting, admiring flowers, or having fun, as if they were all doing their own things.

But Yi Qingyun could feel a pair of eyes looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, full of probing and a little hostile.

No one dared to take the initiative to talk to him.

In such a scene, it would be uncomfortable to change anyone casually, but Yi Qingyun was an exception.

He doesn't care about being different, even though everyone here is like a precious flower, just like he is like a bare bamboo.

He found a place to sit down by himself, and just waited quietly, with a stern face and straight back, giving people a feeling of being independent from the world.

To be honest, Yi Qingyun was already very disgusted with this so-called Dao Discussion, but due to etiquette, he could only wait here for the end of the Discussion.

His every move exudes the breath of not disturbing strangers.

"Father, Mr. Yi is here, I'll pick him up." Murong Yue saw the picture of Xianzhong Garden from the huge mirror, her beautiful eyes played with the deep youth, and the corners of her mouth could not restrain her slight upward movement.

"Wait, don't worry." The man in the high position said in a deep voice, "Wait a little longer."

"Young Master Yi has no acquaintances here, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate to leave him like this."

"Yue'er, after all, he is a separated person."

"But, father, what did you say His Majesty meant—"

Immortal Murong raised her hand slightly, and Murong Yue's voice stopped abruptly.

"Isn't his brother here? You don't have to worry."

Speaking of Yi Liancheng, Murong Yue became even more worried. Almost everyone knew how much Yi Liancheng hated Yi Qingyun.

"Father!"

"Yue'er, wait a minute, this Yi Qingyun is too arrogant." Immortal Master Murong looked into the eyes of the young man in the mirror, "This kind of person has to make him stumble, and help him when it hurts, so that he can really get close to him." he."

Murong Yue was silent, her father was in a high position and always looked at people and things farther than her, and she was used to obeying her father's wishes.

Looking at the cold figure in the mirror, Murong Yue's heart twitched slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, is Yi Qingyun who is famous now?"

Yi Qingyun raised his head slightly, and a smiling woman approached him at some point.

"No."

The smiling woman was taken aback for a moment, and introduced without annoyance: "Emei Sect, He Yaoyao, who has long admired the name of Daoist Yi."

"Tianmen sect, Yi Qingyun." Others reported their family background, and Yi Qingyun could only return the gift.

"You are indeed Yi Qingyun! Many sisters in our sect have heard about you. It's amazing! As a branch family, you can win the February Spring Grand Competition." The lively girl said excitedly.

"It's a fluke." Yi Qingyun was very indifferent, and got up to change to a secluded place.

"Hey, don't go!" He Yaoyao was taken aback for a moment, not afraid of losing face, she just followed Yi Qingyun so carelessly, "Fellow Daoist Yi, where are you going? Why don't we go and guess the lantern riddles!"

Yi Qingyun walked in front of him, and He Yaoyao followed behind, chattering non-stop.

He talked about how much he admired Yi Qingyun.

Maybe it was because she was too excited and didn't pay attention to her feet, but this He Yaoyao accidentally tripped over a stone on the ground and fell to the ground.

Seeing that Yi Qingyun didn't notice, He Yaoyao hurriedly shouted: "Young Master Yi, I accidentally twisted my foot, can you help me?"

The figure in front stopped.

"I don't seem to be able to stand up anymore, Mr. Yi, please help me." He Yaoyao said softly while holding her ankle.

Yi Qingyun turned around and walked to He Yaoyao's side.

"I'll call someone for you." Yi Qingyun said lightly.

He Yaoyao was taken aback, but she didn't expect Yi Qingyun to say that, "No, it's just a minor injury. Mr. Yi, my script was injured when I was practicing outside, and it seemed to be dislocated just now. Can you do bone grafting?"

Yi Qingyun knows how to set bones.

When he was a child, he was beaten and bullied a lot. This kind of trick that doesn't cost money to go to the doctor's office can be learned by himself.

It's quiet here, Yi Qingyun is soft-hearted in the end, he can't leave a woman with a sprained ankle here alone.

Yi Qingyun squatted down.

Who would have thought that Yi Qingyun just squatted down, and He Yaoyao, who was so pitiful on the ground, suddenly rushed towards him.

Yi Qingyun got up quickly, but one of his legs was held tightly by He Yaoyao.

"Indecent! Come on! Come on! Indecent!"

When Yi Qingyun found out that he had been raped, the woman on the ground had already started crying.

"Let go." Yi Qingyun said coldly.

"In broad daylight, someone is molesting! Come here!" He Yaoyao firmly grasped Yi Qingyun's clothes.

Yi Qingyun stood quietly, he neither ran away nor tried to justify to the woman on the ground.

This is clearly a trap.

What he does now is in vain.

"The voice came from this direction! Here! Someone! Look at Liancheng!"

Sure enough, after a while, someone heard the sound and rushed over.

"Who is yelling in Xianzhong Garden! Do you want to disturb the purity of the Immortal Lord?"

"My little girl doesn't dare...it's just...just..." Halfway through speaking, He Yaoyao broke down in tears.

"What's wrong with this fairy?" Yi Liancheng came out from the crowd, and gently helped He Yaoyao up from the ground.

"Thank you for this fellow Taoist." He Yaoyao slowly got up.

The leg that was said to be sprained stood up effortlessly.

"Yi Qingyun, why are you here?" There was a loud voice.

Yi Liancheng asked in surprise as if he had just seen Yi Qingyun.

Yi Qingyun didn't answer, just looked at him coldly.

Now he can be sure that this is another bureau set up by Yi Liancheng.

"You really don't make people worry! Immortal Lord is honorable, I don't mind your lowly status to invite you here, but you are causing trouble here again! You still haven't brought your crimes into account!" Yi Liancheng put on a look of hatred. Wucheng's face said angrily.

"I did nothing wrong."

"You're still stubborn! Okay, if you don't tell me, I won't know? Fairy, don't be afraid of what good my brother has done. Tell me, and I will uphold justice for you!" Yi Liancheng ruthlessly He gave Yi Qingyun a hard look, and said righteously.

That's really a righteous way to kill relatives with righteousness.

"Just now, when I saw Yi Daoyou alone, I went up to talk to him, who knew that after only two or three words, Yi Daoyou invited me here, and then, then..." He Yaoyao's tears fell one by one Lose.

"Yi Qingyun! You're such an evil!" Yi Liancheng scolded.

"Then what happened?" Yi Qingyun asked calmly.

He wanted to hear what this He Yaoyao would say next.

"What a beast you did! Do you want someone to say it again? You are really shameless!"

"Then what happened?" Those cold eyes made He Yaoyao tremble.

She gritted her teeth, she had no choice but to shoot the arrow, she had no way out.

"Then you suddenly jumped at me and tried to do something wrong with me! I, I almost—"

"False lies."

He Yaoyao was too frightened to speak anymore, she shrank behind Yi Liancheng.

"Yi Qingyun! You are hopeless! You don't know how to repent! Today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of my father!" Yi Liancheng said sternly.

"You can't beat me."

As soon as these words came out, Yi Liancheng was almost overwhelmed with anger, his face flushed red, "You! You! You!"

After talking for a long time, it should be that "you" didn't come up with a reason.

Someone who was close to Yi Liancheng stood up and said, "Separate family boy, don't be arrogant! I really think there are so many people who can't cure you!"

"That's right! You're really arrogant! You're defiant!"

"A lowly person has unsightly conduct!"

……

Seeing that everyone was turning towards him, Yi Liancheng's expression eased a little.

Seeing more and more people surrounded by quarreling, Yi Liancheng was extremely satisfied.

These people either represent aristocratic families or come from sects, and he just wants to make Yi Qingyun lose face in front of these people.

He just made Yi Qingyun's reputation rot.

It's hard to move forward from now on!

yes!Yi Qingyun is a tough guy, he doesn't care about other people's gossip.

But he must not forget that "all mouths make money, and accumulation destroys bones".

"Yi Qingyun! You really don't admit your mistake?" Yi Liancheng scolded, "Are you going to die?"

"I'm not wrong."

"Okay! Everyone, be a witness today! I will report this to my father and the elders of the Tianmen Sect tomorrow! I don't believe that the Tianmen Sect will accept such a shameless person like you!" Yi Liancheng shouted.

When talking about "Tianmen sect", Yi Qingyun's body was startled, his hands were clenched tightly, and his fingers were ruthlessly pinched into his flesh.

With a stride, before Yi Liancheng could react, Yi Qingyun had already locked the man's throat, and pushed him against the big tree behind with a bang.

"Ah-ah-ah!" He Yaoyao screamed in shock.

The fierceness in his eyes frightened Yi Liancheng. He shivered as if he had never really known Yi Qingyun.

"Don't you dare." With a slight force on his hand, Yi Liancheng had difficulty even breathing.

Yi Qingyun doesn't care if others pour sewage on him, he can treat it as if he can't see or hear it, it doesn't matter, anyway, he has always survived like this.

But he was afraid-

Afraid that the people he cared about would not trust him, and looked at him with disgusting eyes.

If it was passed on to the Tianmen sect, he believed that with Yi Liancheng's ability, everyone would know about this out-of-the-box fact.

At that time... Mo Chen will know too.

How could such filthy deeds get into the eyes and ears of that pure and kind person.

If, if he heard such a thing, he would definitely be extremely disgusted.

Thinking of those originally gentle eyes filled with disgust and alienation, Yi Qingyun's heart seemed to be firmly pinched by a big hand.

If he said he didn't do it himself, would that person believe it?

Maybe it will, but it will eventually stay away from yourself because of gossip.

After all, he is indeed a person with a dirty mind.

This is a fact he cannot deny.

He has unspeakable thoughts about the boy who accompanied him.

His throat seemed to be on fire, his lips were biting tightly, and Yi Qingyun's body trembled slightly.

it hurts.

The more pain in my heart, the tighter the hand pinching Yi Liancheng's neck——

Yi Liancheng struggled with all his strength, his two hands tightly grasped Yi Qingyun's hand, and his nails dug fiercely, drawing deep bloodstains, with Yi Qingyun's flesh and blood in his fingers.

His strength was completely suppressed by the opponent, so he could only try to use this method to let Yi Qingyun let go.

However, Yi Qingyun didn't even furrow his eyebrows, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

"Yi Qingyun! Do you want to kill someone in the Nine Layers Immortal Gate? Kill your elder brother?" Someone exclaimed.

"Crazy! Really crazy!"

No one dared to step forward, they were only threatening or yelling at the side.

Some of them are happy to see their success, some are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and some have nothing to do with themselves——

No one actually came out to help Yi Liancheng.

"You want--kill me?" Yi Liancheng's face turned purple, and it was unbelievable that he actually saw killing intent in the eyes of this bitch?

That gaze is like a knife, does this bastard really want to kill him?

"You killed me? You will die too!!" Yi Liancheng was frightened, his voice trembling.

"Do you think I'm afraid?" Yi Qingyun's eyes were deep and terrifying, "You also said that I'm a cheap man."

He didn't understand how he provoked Yi Liancheng?

He lived without scrambling or grabbing, holding on to his poor things and trying to live desperately.

Over the years, he has been extremely strict with himself, and he has not relaxed for a moment.

He didn't ask this so-called "brother" to help him, and he didn't care if he was watching his miserable appearance from the sidelines.

But he didn't understand why when he crawled to the exit and finally found a beam of light, Yi Liancheng even blocked that beam of light for him?

Just because he is a member of the family, doesn't he even have the right to own a beam of light?

Just because he is the seed of a separated family, does he deserve to live in endless darkness all his life?

Yi Qingyun felt a surge of heat flowing from his dantian into his meridians, and an impulse to tear everything around him roared at the edge of his reason.

He felt that he didn't need to be patient anymore, he was going back to the darkness anyway—

It would be better to drag these people into the darkness together.

"You, you... are you, bewitching?!" Only Yi Liancheng saw it, the eyes of the man in front of him were bloodshot, so red that it was frightening.

He wants to shout!He wanted to tell everyone that Yi Qingyun was possessed!Kill him quickly!

But his throat was so tightly stuck that he couldn't make any sound at all.

He was the only one who could see those bloodthirsty pupils. Yi Liancheng, the young master of the Yi family, was going to become a sacrifice for this bastard? !

It was rare for Yi Qingyun to smile, he had a panoramic view of Yi Liancheng's fear.

At this moment, he was ready to lose everything.

He made up his mind, after killing Yi Liancheng, he immediately sent his mother to a safe place, and then——

Come back and completely cut off the fetters with Mo Chen.

Yi Qingyun had already resigned to his fate, he turned around and prepared to return to his own darkness.

When he was about to take Yi Liancheng's life, a sweet and cloying scent rushed into his nostrils, and everyone was shocked. They didn't know when the vision was born, and then flowers flying all over the sky came from nowhere. Down, Yi Qingyun fell all over.

The rain of flowers is flying all over the sky, and the veil is blowing with the wind.

Shake the lotus and walk, fascinated.

A group of people came from afar.

In the rain of flowers and flowers, a soft sedan chair slowly came, and it was carried by four talented women.

The four women covered their vermilion lips with pink faces, revealing their slender waists, with crisp silver bells hanging on their feet, tinkling, and every step they took made a melodious sound that made people feel distracted.

A thin veil was tied on the soft sedan, and everyone could only see a hazy and peerless figure sitting in the soft sedan.

But just this figure is enough to make the men present never forget.

The only thing that can be seen clearly are two white and slender legs swaying slightly, like carved out of white jade, faintly visible under the slightly raised veil.

The men's throats couldn't help rolling, and their hearts were itchy when they were hooked, while the women were also staring blankly, and couldn't help feeling sour.

Where did this evildoer come from?

"The disciples of Hehuan Sect came late, I have seen you all." The beauty on the sedan chair spoke, but her voice was unexpectedly pure and tender.

For a moment, everyone was in a daze, staring at the soft sedan chair without any reaction.

"I don't remember when the fairy lord invited you?" At this moment, a voice like cold water woke everyone up.

Many people coughed a few times, but they didn't notice Murong Yue's arrival, so they quickly turned their eyes away, showing disdain on their faces.

But those eyes were uncontrollably stuck to the soft sedan chair.

Murong Yue frowned and looked at the soft sedan chair. She was here to help Yi Qingyun out of the siege, but before she made a move, such an unexpected guest came.

"That's probably because the Immortal Master forgot, and the Hehuan Sect hasn't been in touch with fellow Taoists for some time~" The ending trembled, and many people's hearts almost softened.

"Heh, come here uninvited." Murong Yue said coldly.

If you say that among the sects of the Immortal Family, the Hehuan Sect is the most unpopular, and in Murong Yue's eyes, it is a disgrace to the Immortal Family!

Looking at the clothes of the visitors, they are all bold, revealing, and indecent. The members of the Hehuan Sect are really unethical and extremely dissolute!

"We've come here, we can't just leave like this." The person in the soft sedan chuckled.

Murong Yue didn't want to pay attention to it, she had always been ashamed to associate with the Hehuan Sect, in her eyes these people were no different from those in the Demon Sect.

She turned around and looked at Yi Qingyun, who still had his hands tightly locked on Yi Liancheng's throat.

The most urgent task now is to calm down Yi Qingyun.

"Stop it, Mr. Yi, don't make the same mistake again and again." Murong Yue said softly.

Yi Qingyun turned a deaf ear and remained motionless.

Murong Yue was extremely worried that Yi Qingyun couldn't really kill Yi Liancheng.

If it is really killed, then there is really no room for everything.

"It's really lively, what is this doing? It's so interesting, don't let our Acacia Sect take a look at it." In his tone, he looked like he wanted to see a good show.

"Yi Qingyun, don't be impulsive, just let Yi Liancheng go." Murong Yue didn't have the heart to deal with the monster of the Acacia Sect, and then persuaded Yi Qingyun, "There is no need to do this."

"Oh? This temperamental young man is called Yi Qingyun? What a handsome name, as handsome as a human being." Qingsha moved slightly.

Yi Qingyun looked at the soft sedan with cold eyes, for some reason the voice of the person in the sedan sounded familiar, which made him feel a little restless.

"It's not the Hehuan Sect's turn to intervene in this matter." Murong Yue's face was a little ugly.

"Why are you so excited." The voice in the sedan chair was a little playful, "Why did Fairy Lang Murong fall in love with this young man?"

"Nonsense! Mr. Yi and I are innocent! Why are you so dirty!" Murong Yue said in a hurry, her face flushed.

"If you talk nonsense, then you didn't like it—then I won't be polite to you."

"What?" Murong Yue was taken aback.

"Hey, Yi Qingyun." The young man looked at the soft sedan, and he saw a pair of smiling eyes through the light veil, "Catch me."

Yi Qingyun was startled, before he could figure it out, he saw a figure jumping out of the soft sedan chair.

A ray of sunlight shone on his eyes, making him dizzy.

Yi Qingyun let go of the breathless Yi Liancheng, trying to cover his eyes with his hands.

It's too dazzling, it's really too dazzling, so dazzling that Yi Qingyun can't see everything around him clearly.

When he recovered from the white light, there was already a thin body in his arms.

"It's a good catch. I thought I would be ruthlessly thrown to the ground." The corner of the mouth of the man in his arms raised slightly, and he reached for the sachet on the young man's waist, holding it with a little force.

At this time, a clear stream rushed into Yi Qingyun's mind, driving away the anger just now.

Yi Qingyun's expression was no longer harsh, but a look of bewilderment replaced it.

A person wearing a veil was held in his arms at some point.

The other party's two white and thin arms wrapped around his neck like two small spirit snakes, and his thin body leaned carelessly on his body.

Yi Qingyun's whole body was stiff, he had never felt this way before, and he had never experienced such a generous and intimate contact.

He could feel that everyone was watching him, and for a moment he didn't know what to do except to stay still.

This person is so strange, the high wall he has worked so hard to erect seems to not exist in front of the other party.

Like ink dust, like a beam of light.

These are obviously two completely different people.

"Let me down." The person in his arms let go of his hand, and took it from the back to the front. The cold touch inadvertently crossed Yi Qingyun's face, leaving sweet marks.

Yi Qingyun's pupils shrank for a moment, and his clasped hands suddenly exerted force.

"Hug too tightly, don't you want to part with me?" The tone was really seductive, and the eyes were slightly squinted, as if looking at the dull young man's joke again.

"Well, I can't bear it."

"You, what did you say?" The person in his arms couldn't believe it.

"You don't have shoes on, let me hold you."

"Uh, no, I can walk by myself."

"Your body is cold. You wear too little clothes. If you walk barefoot on the ground, you will catch a cold." Yi Qingyun walked up to Yi Liancheng with the person in his arms, and pulled Yi Liancheng's coat from his body out.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he covered the person in his arms tightly with this coat.

"You, what are you doing?" Mo Beichen's voice was a little trembling as he was buried under his clothes, mostly from anger.

How could this pure yang body be so stunned!

When a beauty throws herself into his arms, he just covers it up with his clothes?

Will there really be a man like Liu Xiahui in the world?

Mo Beichen didn't believe it.

Could it be, could it be that his identity was discovered?

This thought was only for a moment, and was quickly rejected by Mo Beichen.

How can this be?He, Demon Lord Beichen, has never missed a shot!

As if he had gambled on his ever-changing dignity, Mo Beichen pulled down the clothes covering his face, and caressed the man's face with his fair fingers, with a smile in his eyes.

"Okay, young master likes it, then hold it!"

"From the Hehuan Sect, this is the Jiuzhong Immortal Gate, how can you..." Murong Yue dared not look at it, she couldn't believe that Yi Qingyun, who was cold-hearted and cold-hearted, would be charmed by the demon of the Hehuan Sect?

"Yi Qingyun, you beast! You're full of lewdness! You have no shame!" Yi Liancheng cursed loudly while touching the purple neck that he pinched.

"Why is this son scolding someone? Did we, Qingyun, do something wrong?"

"Fairy, don't be fooled by this kid's appearance! Just a while before you came, he tried to humiliate the fairies of the Emei Sect. If he hadn't found out in advance, he would have succeeded!" Yi Liancheng's face was stern. , He Yaoyao tremblingly helped him up.

"Yi Liancheng, this matter has not yet been settled." Murong Yue said with a frown.

"Why can't we make a conclusion? Yue'er, does it have to be a tragedy? Everyone around can see what happened!" Yi Liancheng asked loudly.

He really didn't expect that even Murong Yue would speak for that bastard!

The deep jealousy made Yi Liancheng feel sour.

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Mo Beichen put on a very interested look.

"I—" Yi Qingyun wanted to defend himself, but the person in his arms didn't listen to him at all.

"Who is that fairy from the Emei sect?"

"Yes, it's me." He Yaoyao said timidly.

"Well—that's you?"

"Yes, yes." The man's aura was astonishing, He Yaoyao was completely suppressed, and her appearance was considered outstanding, but compared with the demeanor of Hehuanzong, it was really far behind.

"You like this?" Mo Beichen raised his head and glanced at Yi Qingyun with a cold face.

Yi Qingyun shook his head.

"Let me just say, if you like Fairy Murong like that, I can understand it, but if it's like this... hey, then you're too hungry." The beauty chuckled lightly, and the contemptuous look in her eyes made He Yaoyao feel dizzy. Can't lift it up.

"This Yi Qingyun has a vicious heart. Why can't he do evil things? He even wanted to put his own brother to death just now!" Yi Liancheng said resolutely, "Fairy, don't be fooled!"

"Cheated? He's mine now, and I'd love to be cheated by him. You can look for it!" Gently raised the man's chin, and the seductive look in his eyes made Yi Qingyun's scalp tingle.

Yi Liancheng was taken aback by the words.

"Don't confuse right and wrong here, He Huan Sect please leave by yourself!" Murong Yue's face was completely darkened, she couldn't care about the matter with Yi Qingyun now, Murong Yue had never been so rude since she was born treated too!

The style of this Hehuan sect is simply - extremely shameless!

"I have only been here for a long time, so I issued an order to evict guests. I really don't give face." Mo Beichen said with a smile, "The way of hospitality of Jiuzhong Xianmen is nothing more than this."

"However--this is a meaningless seminar, so it's fine if you don't participate." The beauty snorted softly, and everyone around her felt itchy.

"Put me down, I have to go back, otherwise it will be bad if I steal the limelight from Fairy Murong."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, this Fairy Murong might have been robbed of her limelight a long time ago.

"You!" Murong Yue's head ached, she had never seen such a person who turned black and white.

Mo Beichen was very happy in his heart. After being ridiculed by him like this, now the fairy master is probably forcing Murong Yue to get married, and Murong Yue is probably not willing.

This icy beauty's skin was as thin as he imagined, like a piece of paper, it would be torn in the wind.

Mo Beichen was in a good mood. He had achieved his goal, and all he had to do was to get out of the way.

"I'll go with you." The young man who was holding him said.

"What did you say?" Mo Beichen's smile froze.

"You said it," Yi Qingyun said in a low voice, "I'm yours now."

"If you just say it casually, do you really take it seriously?" Mo Beichen stared and cursed softly, "Idiot!"

"It's serious, I take everything you say seriously." The seriousness in Yi Qingyun's eyes made Mo Beichen's heart tremble.

He didn't know what evil had bewitched the pure yang body, could it be that he was really a big carrot?Meet one love one?

Originally, he just wanted to add a little misunderstanding between Yi Qingyun and Murong Yue, and then mess up the idea of ​​the Nine Layers Immortal Sect.

How could it become this pure yang body to pester me endlessly?

Under the veil, Mo Beichen's face was uncertain.

"You really want to follow me?"

"Ah."

"If you leave with me, they will say that you have ambiguous ties with the Hehuan Sect, are romantic and fool around all day long, aren't you afraid?" Mo Beichen asked unwillingly.

"Not afraid."

"Young Master Yi, you should think twice, don't be seduced by the demon." Murong Yue couldn't help becoming anxious, she didn't know what happened, obviously Yi Qingyun had a face-to-face meeting with this Acacia Sect talent, and unexpectedly Are you stuck in it and can't extricate yourself?

love at first sight?is it possible?

She didn't understand why Yi Qingyun could disregard his own reputation for such a dirty person.

"I heard that no one said that I bewitched you." Mo Beichen had a headache.

"Ah."

I am willing to be fooled by you.

"Yi Qingyun, you are the beast of the Yi family! You are not allowed to leave! I will kill you!" Yi Liancheng refused to just let Yi Qingyun go.

"Mr. Yi, I took this man away. If you have any dissatisfaction, come to the Hehuan Sect to argue with me." Mo Beichen leaned on the man's chest, completely ignoring Yi Liancheng's threats.

What kind of character is Yi Liancheng? He can't even beat a pure Yang body.

As soon as these words came out, coupled with Murong Yue's secret promise, no one said anything to stop him.

Mo Beichen raised his chin, signaling Yi Qingyun to get on the sedan chair.

All the veils on the soft sedan chair were put down, and the light inside the sedan chair was somewhat dim.

The sedan chair was lifted up slowly, because of the shaking of the sedan chair, Yi Qingyun wanted to put the person in his arms down, but the two bodies overlapped instead.

"Heh, let me tell you, I'm a man." Sitting on the soft sedan chair, Mo Beichen leaned into the man's ear and whispered.

can't hold back