Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

Xuan Moxiao guarded Ye Qingyi's roof all night.

In one hand he held the Du Lingzhu that exuded the glowing green light, in the other he held the jade flute that Ye Qingyi gave him, and he stood quietly on Ye Qingyi's roof like a falcon, motionless. The Du Lingzhu in the middle became brighter and brighter because it absorbed Feng Yong's spiritual power. Holding it, Xuan Moxiao felt his whole body was full of strength.

He must become stronger, so that he can help himself and protect Ye Qingyi.

Ye Qingyi...

Thinking of that cold and beautiful but infinitely tender face, Xuan Moxiao's heart shrank hard.

He was afraid that something might happen to Ye Qingyi again, so he hid on the roof and watched Ye Qingyi silently all the time. He saw Ye Qingyi talking with Du Zhong at night by candlelight, and saw Du Zhong guarding Ye Qingyi's bed for a long time. After leaving, he saw that Ye Qingyi couldn't sleep peacefully, and saw that Ye Qingyi was invited to Lihua Palace by the disciples of Diancang Peak...

However, it was already dawn at this moment, but Ye Qingyi hadn't come back yet.

Could it be that his Master Ye lived in Lihua Palace?

Thinking of this, Xuan Moxiao's heart ached violently as if being stabbed by a sword. The pain made him even breathe carefully, for fear of pulling the bloody soft flesh in his chest.He really wanted to go to the Lihua Palace and look for his Uncle Ye, but there are barriers around the Lihua Palace, even if he had Yuanmu Stone in his hand, he would never dare to open the Lihua Palace The enchantment.

Otherwise, wouldn't he have exposed himself as the thief who opened the barrier and released the monsters in the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave!

Su Mengze and the others don't know yet, the person they are looking for is actually by their side...

Xuan Moxiao felt a sense of joy inexplicably, but this joy was soon obliterated by his worries about Ye Qingyi, Xuan Moxiao was a little confused, since when did he actually care about Ye Qingyi so much.

He cared so much that he himself felt incredible and scared!However, he was still unable to resist this emotion, allowing himself to sink deeper and deeper.

This kind of sinking is so fascinating and joyful...

He tightly clenched the jade flute in his hand. Suddenly, several figures stepped into the small courtyard. Xuan Moxiao put away the Du Lingzhu and took a closer look, only to see Su Mengsheng hugging Ye Qingyi, accompanied by several servants. Down into the bedroom.

It was only a short distance, but Ye Qingyi was sweating profusely.

Su Mengze originally wanted to stay in the Lihua Palace bedroom to rest, but Ye Qingyi absolutely refused. He was upset and worried, and just wanted to find a quiet and elegant place to be clean and clean. Obviously, the magnificent Lihua Palace was not suitable for him. his request.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Ye Qingyi folded his clothes and lay down on the couch. Seeing this, Su Mengze gently persuaded: "Qingyi, it's uncomfortable to sleep like this, you should change your pajamas and sleep again."

Ye Qingyi shook his head, half-opened his eyes and said: "I have to drink medicine later, the medicine juice spilled on my body, and I have to change clothes. I'll change after drinking the medicine."

"Then I'll wait for you to drink the medicine before leaving." Su Mengze sat beside Ye Qingyi's bed, looked affectionately at Ye Qingyi's hazy eyes, and said softly, "Qingyi, I really feel guilty. , I have been busy with the affairs of the four sects all this time, and I have not been able to accompany you well... Believe me, when this demon disaster is resolved, I will definitely accompany you well, and I will not let you encounter what happened the night before .”

Su Mengze's voice is deep and magnetic, and he has a straight and handsome face, so any words that come out of his mouth are very convincing.Ye Qingyi didn't take it seriously, he just lived in this different world half-heartedly, who is a good person here, who is a wicked person, who can be trusted and who can't be trusted, he knows very well, in fact, if he is really forced to When choosing a partner in this other world, he would only choose Eucommia.

Even if the person sitting in front of him at this moment is Su Mengze who can call the wind and rain in the realm of comprehension.

"I will be more careful in the future and take good care of myself. The night before, if I had set up the enchantment in advance, Senior Brother Liu would not be able to break in." Ye Qingyi said slowly, "You still have things to do, don't waste time I'm sick, Rong Lian will take care of me, don't worry."

Su Mengze refused to leave, he held Ye Qingyi's cold hand tightly: "But I want to stay with you for a while, just for a while..." He got down, grabbed Ye Qingyi's wrists with one hand, and stroked Ye Qingyi's wrists with the other. Caressing Ye Qingyi's beautiful face like jade porcelain, "Qingyi, sometimes I really regret why I didn't worship under the seat of Daoist Cangqi like Mengsheng back then. In this way, I will be your senior brother, and I can always Guarding you, loving you... Now that we have grown up, we will be together forever and ever, but I am more and more worried about gains and losses. I think it is because I am not good enough, not strong enough, I will be worried that you will be snatched away by others, and you will not love me, Qing Yi, can you understand my anxiety?"

Ye Qingyi frowned slightly, and was startled by Su Mengze's straightforward words: "Mengze Jun, you..."

Su Mengze looked at Ye Qingyi expectantly.

But until Ye Qingyi's heart trembled when he was stared at by those bright eyes like stars, he couldn't think of any words to answer.

He hesitated for a long time, his palms were sweating, and then he said: "Don't think about it..."

There was a moment of disappointment in Su Mengze's eyes, but he quickly calmed down, and shook Ye Qingyi's hand tenderly as usual: "Okay."

The starlight shattered in those bright eyes, Ye Qingyi couldn't bear to look directly at him, he turned his head away, his eyes were at a loss, this flustered and slightly shy expression made Su Mengze's heart burn, and the hand caressing the other party couldn't help but feel a little heavier, Tilting her head slightly, she kissed the long-awaited red lips.

The warm breath approached slowly, Ye Qingyi was not stupid, he naturally knew what the other party wanted to do, he couldn't help but frowned, and when he was thinking about how to escape from the ambiguous atmosphere that was gradually engulfing him, there was a sudden sound outside the courtyard There was a melodious flute sound.

The sound of the flute seemed to come from the Heavenly Palace, distant and ethereal, poetic and hazy, although the tone was not high, it floated into Ye Qingyi's ears clearly, Ye Qingyi was stunned, Su Mengze was also stunned, The lingering ambiguity disappeared under the cover of the sound of the flute, and turned into a few rays of morning light that sprinkled in front of the bed.

Su Mengze let go of Ye Qingyi naturally, and murmured: "Who plays the flute in the courtyard?"

Ye Qingyi remained silent, because his heart was fluttering back and forth with the sound of the flute.

He was sure that the person who played the flute was a master, and only masters would use music to capture the listener's heart. Ye Qingyi felt that the sound of the flute was just like his state of mind all the time, a bit dazed, a bit bitter, a bit hesitant, Somewhat expected.

In short, it is difficult to say in one word...

"There are distinguished guests in Qinfangju, who is playing the flute outside, disturbing the rest of the distinguished guests." Su Mengze said displeased.

The whistle stopped abruptly.

Not long after, a clear voice sounded from outside the door: "The disciple was eager for skills for a while, and forgot that the uncle is still resting. I hope the uncle will not blame him."

This sound is...

Xuan Moxiao?

Ye Qingyi straightened up, poked his head out and looked outside the door, and sure enough, he saw a slim figure.

Perhaps it was because of that melodious flute sound that was full of sorrow, or maybe it was because of what Du Zhong said to him. When Ye Qingyi saw Xuan Moxiao's figure, his heart sank slightly. Knowing whether he was afraid or nervous, in short, he seemed a little reluctant to see Xuan Moxiao.

But in the end we will see each other.

"Xiao'er? Is that you? Come in and talk."

"Yes, uncle." The door creaked, and Xuan Moxiao, who was dressed in a red sword uniform, walked in with a jade flute in his hand.

The young man's figure is light and his feet are silent. The thin morning light gently sprinkled on him, making his hair and clothes dyed with a faint golden light. It was so touching, Ye Qingyi was dumbfounded, and Su Mengze was also dumbfounded, so much so that Xuan Moxiao walked up to the two of them, but both of them were still in a daze, unable to say a word.

"Disciple Xuan Moxiao has met Mr. Mengze and Master Uncle." Xuan Moxiao politely saluted the two of them, as if he didn't notice their gaffe.

Ye Qingyi came to his senses hastily, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Xiao'er, it really is you."

"Yes." Xuan Moxiao bowed to Ye Qingyi, "I'm very sorry for disturbing my uncle to rest."

Ye Qingyi shook his head, he lowered his eyes to look at the jade flute in Xuan Moxiao's hand, then raised his eyes to look carefully at the young man in front of him who was like jade, and couldn't help but think about his long ink-green flute. Then send it to the right person.

"This is Meng Sheng's little apprentice? It looks like he's upright." Su Mengze looked at Xuan Moxiao with a smile, and said in a calm tone.

Hearing this, Xuan Moxiao raised his face and glanced at Su Mengze. He didn't know if it was because of the backlight or what, Ye Qingyi felt in a trance that Xuan Moxiao looked at Su Mengsheng with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

"Yes, it's him." Ye Qingyi put away the doubts in his heart and said softly, "Senior Brother Su is very precious to Xiao'er, and if Xiao'er stays with me for a while on weekdays, Senior Brother Su will eat it very well Woolen cloth."

"Really?" Su Mengze smiled, "This child is well-behaved and can play the flute, no wonder he is so cute."

As he spoke, he glanced at the jade flute in Xuan Moxiao's hand, and couldn't help being startled: "This flute...is Qing Yi's..."

There was a bit of surprise in his tone.

"It's mine." Ye Qingyi didn't take it seriously, "However, I've already given it to Xiao'er."

After Xuan Moxiao heard this, he involuntarily clenched the Changxiao in his hand.

"It seems that not only Mengsheng, but Qingyi, you also like this little disciple very much." Su Mengze said quietly.

When he said this, he was still looking at Xuan Moxiao. Xuan Moxiao didn't avoid it, and was also staring at Su Mengze. Ye Qingyi faintly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, so he coughed and said, "Mengze Jun, it's dawn. I'm afraid that after a while, the heads of the various sects will go back to Lihua Palace to discuss matters with Mengze, so Mengze should hurry back."

Su Mengze calmly looked away from looking at Xuan Moxiao, and smiled self-deprecatingly at Ye Qingyi: "Why are you hitting me again, I really want to stay with you for a while longer."

"Go." Ye Qingyi urged in a low voice, "It's good that Xiao'er is here to take care of me."

"Alright." Su Mengze smiled softly, stood up and kissed Ye Qing's forehead.

Xuan Moxiao on the side clenched his fingers violently, while Ye Qingyi closed his eyes.

That kiss was like the touch of a dragonfly, and it fell on Ye Qingyi's forehead with a touch of tenderness and sweetness. Su Mengze reluctantly lifted Ye Qingyi and tucked the corner of the quilt, and then left.

As soon as Su Mengze left, Ye Qingyi felt a lot more relaxed.

Even if the person sharing the same room with him is Xuan Moxiao who is under heavy suspicion.

"Xiao'er, sit down." Ye Qingyi said.

Xuan Moxiao also seemed to be much more relaxed than before, holding the jade flute, he sat down on the bamboo stool in front of Xuan Moxiao's bed.

Ye Qingyi looked at Xuan Moxiao with a smile: "Xiao'er, when did you learn to play the flute? I heard that your flute has a long and long sound, and you are skilled in technique. It seems that you have some skills in your body."

Xuan Moxiao shyly nodded: "Master uncle praised it absurdly. When the disciple was in the Cold Crystal Valley, he just used the bamboo to play randomly. There was no song or tune. How could the master uncle say it so well. "

Ye Qingyi smiled and said nothing, he knew that Xuan Moxiao was self-effacing, other people didn't say it, Su Mengsheng was a fan of flute and music in private, he played on and off for many years, but his level was not as good as Xuan Moxiao's one.

Speaking of bamboo, Ye Qingyi couldn't help thinking of the murderous wooden bamboo mentioned in Xi Mu Hai's letter.

He squinted his eyes, and his heart sank a little more.

The uneasy expression fell into Xuan Moxiao's eyes, Xuan Moxiao's heart sank, and the hand holding Yuxiao couldn't help but tighten a little.

"Master Uncle, you don't look very well. I think it's because you've been tired for the past two days. My disciple is watching over Master Uncle. Please sleep peacefully for a while."

Ye Qingyi smiled, and habitually twirled the iron ring on his right index finger, but did not speak.

Following Ye Qingyi's movements, Xuan Moxiao's eyes fell on his ring.

He has noticed the iron ring on Ye Qingyi's right index finger more than once. The ring is dark gray with strange black patterns engraved on it. The carving is not exquisite and the material is not exquisite. It seems to be used by rough and casual people. It is very inconsistent with Ye Qingyi's elegant and dusty temperament, but Ye Qingyi seems to cherish it very much, wearing it on his hand all the time, never leaving his body.

Ye Qingyi turned the iron ring back and forth several times before saying, "Mo Xiao, where did you go the night before?"

He went straight in, asking Xuan Moxiao's back stiffened.

Ye Qingyi's heart trembled with Xuan Moxiao's reaction, he raised his eyes to look at Xuan Moxiao, waiting for Xuan Moxiao's answer.

"Uncle Master..." Xuan Moxiao slipped and knelt on the ground suddenly, "Uncle Master, I'm sorry for you, I did go to Lihua Palace to find Master that night, but I was entangled by Feng Yong halfway. When Yong arrived at the Lihua Palace, Senior Brother Rong had already rushed to the uncle with his master! Uncle, the disciple is really useless... The uncle entrusted such a big matter to the disciple, but the disciple failed to handle it well... ..."

Xuan Moxiao's eyes turned red as he spoke, the regret in his eyes was so strong that it almost oozes from the eye sockets, it doesn't look like it's fake at all.

But his witness was Feng Yong, a dead man.

Ye Qingyi sighed: "Okay, okay, my uncle just asked you for nothing, why are you still sad?" He stretched out his hand to hold Xuan Moxiao's wrist, "Get up and talk."

Xuan Moxiao looked up at Ye Qingyi: "Yes, uncle."

The four eyes met, and the eyes of the two were so calm.

Xuan Moxiao sat back on the bamboo stool again, but his eyes were still red and exuded an undeniable cold light. Ye Qingyi was a little surprised, and was about to ask, but the door was pushed open by Su Mengsheng.

"Oh, Junior Brother Du is really troublesome. When I told you to come and see you, he insisted on yelling that you need to drink medicine and rest, and don't allow me to disturb you. When I thought about it, even if you fell asleep, I'll just come and see you twice. Only then can you rest assured! But fortunately, I am here, and now I not only see you, but also my precious apprentice."

Su Mengsheng talked a lot, and when she finished speaking, she was already standing in front of Ye Qingyi's bed.

Ye Qingyi smiled and said: "Brother Su, why are you here?"

Su Mengsheng sat beside Ye Qingyi's bed familiarly: "I miss you, so let's take a look, Junior Brother Ye, do you miss me?"

Ye Qingyi rolled his eyes.

"I knew you missed me too." Su Mengsheng stuck to Ye Qingyi's body with a stern face, while teasing her little apprentice while tilting Ye Qingyi, "Mo Xiao, you are good! Run to your Master Ye, why, don't you see me as a master?"

Xuan Moxiao's face turned pale: "Master, this disciple dare not..."

Su Mengsheng smiled "haha" and said, "I'm just teasing you for the teacher, look at you, you are so scared!" When she lowered her head, she suddenly saw the jade flute in Xuan Moxiao's hand, and said in surprise, "Junior Brother Ye, give this flute to me!" To Mo Xiao?"

"En." Ye Qingyi was extremely calm, "Why not?"

"It's very good." Su Mengsheng said sourly, "I couldn't ask for this jade flute no matter how much I asked for it at the beginning. I didn't expect you to turn your head and give it to Mo Xiao. Anyway, Mo Xiao is my apprentice, so I will treat it as your gift." Only by thinking like this can my brother and I feel more balanced."

Ye Qingyi snorted lightly: "What's wrong with you? Do you usually loot too few treasures from me? Besides, you play the flute like sawing wood. It would be a waste of money to give it to you. You Something delicious."

Su Mengsheng was so stunned by Ye Qingyi that she shook her head repeatedly: "Listen, listen, eccentricity is eccentricity, don't let people tell you. Sigh, Mo Xiao..."

Su Mengsheng patted Xuan Moxiao's shoulder earnestly: "You are better than master to attract your uncle to like you."

Xuan Moxiao's eyes flashed, and he looked at Ye Qingyi without blinking.

Ye Qingyi didn't say yes or no, the three chatted casually, and Rong Lian entered the room with the medicine.

Ye Qingyi was going to sleep after drinking the medicine, Su Mengsheng stopped disturbing her and left with Xuan Moxiao.

Outside the courtyard, the eyes are bright.

"Mo Xiao, look how good the weather is today." Su Mengsheng used a fan to build a pergola in front of his forehead, looking at the sky.

Xuan Moxiao replied obediently: "Yes, the weather is fine today."

Su Mengsheng smiled: "The sun is so good, it's time to walk around, but unfortunately there are a lot of chaos in Lihua Palace, and I can't leave even if I want to."

Xuan Moxiao followed Su Mengsheng's words: "Master has worked hard these few days."

Su Mengsheng pursed her lips, turned around, waved her fan and looked at Xuan Moxiao faintly: "Mo Xiao, do you have something to hide from Master..."

Xuan Moxiao was slightly taken aback.

He secretly clenched his hands behind his back: "Master... why did you say that?"

Su Mengsheng's beautiful peach blossom eyes are full of smiles, but no matter how you look at that smile, there is a sense of scrutiny: "Mo Xiao, do you have any?"

Xuan Moxiao shook his head without hesitation.

Su Mengsheng sneered: "It's fine if you don't have one. Master just saw you depressed. He was afraid that you would be frightened by the evildoers in Jinfeng Mountain and get sick, so I asked you."

Xuan Moxiao twitched the corners of her stiff mouth: "It's okay, Master, I'm fine..."

"Well, if that's the case, I feel at ease as a teacher." Su Mengsheng quickly closed the folding fan, walked in front of Xuan Moxiao, patted him on the shoulder, and left with a smile.

Before leaving, Su Mengsheng cast a vague glance at Ye Qingyi's room.

It was the study room in the small courtyard where Ye Qingyi lived, Xuan Moxiao saw Su Mengsheng seemed to be looking there intentionally, so he also looked over, and after seeing it, he froze in place.

On the wall of the study room hung the long sword that he once wanted to kill Liu Wuhai.

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In the unnamed underground palace where the sun does not shine, the lights are dim and the atmosphere is gloomy.

Two slender figures stood side by side on a stone platform exuding a faint cold air, staring heavily at a broken sword full of cracks hanging high above the stone platform.

The remnant sword was unremarkable in appearance, devoid of spiritual power, just like a piece of scrap iron, but the two looked at the long sword very seriously, as if they were looking at a scourge that was about to wake up.

"Are you keeping this sword for self-torture? What can we do if we look at it again? Maybe we can't reach the height of that person in our whole life. Even if that person has turned into ashes, we still have to live in his shadow. Such a miserable life."

The person who spoke was wearing a black cloak, his voice and appearance were all hidden behind the huge hood, making it difficult for people to see his appearance or hear his voice clearly.

The man next to him was dressed in smart attire. Although he was also wearing a cloak, he took off his hat, and his proud face shone brightly and darkly in the candlelight flickering in the wind: "He just practiced the purple jade alchemy. If he hadn't With a magical body protection, you think he has the ability to seal the demon emperor and the demon emperor back and forth."

The black cloak chuckled: "That must be due to his extraordinary talent and cultivation."

The male protagonist turned his face and stared at the black cloak.

The black cloak shrugged his shoulders: "I'm telling the truth, it's useless for you to stare at me." He walked up to the man and circled the man half a circle, "Those evildoers are trying to snatch the Lingzhu, It was the one who stole the Wanshan Juan. To put it bluntly, they just wanted to strengthen their own cultivation, and then use the Wanshan Juan to find the Nether River and release those old goblins. They have a clear goal and act decisively. It's a pity that they didn't want to do this. as simple as that."

"Then we can't keep them anymore." The man stared fiercely at the broken sword floating in midair, "The remnants of the monster race must be eradicated."

"The remnants of the demon race?" The black cloak's eyes lit up strangely, "Including that child?"

The man's voice suddenly sank: "You have also seen the child's appearance, just like his father, he is a disaster. When I look at the child, I feel uncomfortable. Naturally, I want to find a chance to send him away."

The black cloak sneered, folded his arms and said: "I knew you couldn't tolerate him, well, leave this matter to me, and I will make him disappear in front of you as soon as possible..."

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提问——玄色斗篷是谁？男子又是谁？感谢在2021-11-2510:23:34~2021-11-2622:30:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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