Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing practiced for a whole day. When he returned, the boy had already fetched water for him. He was still taking a bath in the water room. The three roommates were very polite about this and did not express any opinions.

After he finished washing, he realized that he had forgotten his clothes. Just as he was about to call someone, he saw Xue Lan through the crack of the door. The two disciples guarding him greeted Xue Lan, and Xue Lan brought the clothes in by the way.

The young man outside knocked politely on his door a few times, and his movements were unhurried. Ye Wanqing opened the door, took the clothes with a swish, and closed the door with a swish.

He came to cultivate immortality and made himself out of tune with everyone. The main reason is that he still likes to be clean and has to take a bath every now and then.

After taking a shower, Ye Wanqing lay down. Ye Wanqing seemed to have returned to the life of Jiannan Villa. She practiced swords and read classics every day. The difference was that the meals were more refined and she would not be hungry. He spent a lot of time on his own life .

The two disciples wiped his hair dry for him, the other three came back later today, Jiang Tong and Song Bili came back one after the other, Xue Lan was further behind.

"It smells so good." When Jiang Tong came back, he glanced at the elder who was leaning against the wall. He was as beautiful as a goblin. They had heard early in the morning that the elder had arranged for the young man to have a yard.

The young man refused, firstly because the yard was too far away, and secondly, because he was already a different kind, it was even more eye-catching.

Ye Wanqing tried to gather her spiritual energy again, Xue Lan was the last one to come back, put the classics on the bedside after returning, and took the initiative to talk to him for the first time in a few days.

"Junior brother, why haven't you slept yet? It's too cold?"

Probably because she calmed down, Ye Wanqing thought for a while and replied, "I'll sleep in a while."

The other three people spend most of their time in meditation and spend little time sleeping, Xue Lan suggested to him.

"Junior Brother, if you find it cold, you can sleep with me."

The words should be ambiguous, but they were very serious when they came out of Xue Lan's mouth, as if the other party really cared about him.

Ye Wanqing frowned, but he refused, moved her fingertips, and retracted the condensed spiritual power.

The other party just asked casually, and Ye Wanqing hugged her Mrs. Tang by herself. Xue Lan's bed was opposite him, and he could see it from the side.

Xue Lan lit a candle beside the bed, and was reading classics, with a gentle and handsome side face, and a bit of coldness when his brows and eyes were slightly lowered.

As if aware of his gaze, Xue Lan looked at him suddenly, he let Xue Lan look at him expressionlessly, and then withdrew his gaze.

He closed his eyes and didn't go to bed so early that night. In the middle of the night, he found someone was tucking him in the quilt, and the fingertips of the other party had a scorching temperature. Touching him made him feel warm, dry and very comfortable.

"Xue Lan, let's go, why don't you stay and sleep with him?"

Xue Lan withdrew her hand, opened the door, and soon the surroundings became quiet.

The next day, Ye Wanqing went to Jiange and found a red camellia on his desk. The camellia was erotic, tender and green, lying quietly on the desk. I don't know who gave it to him.

Ye Wanqing didn't know who it was, and he didn't have any interest in knowing, so he just threw it away.

Not only on the first day, but for the next two weeks, a red camellia would appear on his desk every day.First he sent flowers, and then sent people to the yard where he lived all day to deliver meals and beautiful jade.

The beauty presented flowers and beautiful jade, and the pieces of jade she sent were all top-grade, so the family background should be good.

Normally, Ye Wanqing collected them before her roommate came back, but this day he went back late, and the extra jade and red camellia on the window sill were too obvious.

Jiang Tong took it for him, glanced at the note and said, "Junior Brother Ji, it's for you."

He naturally saw it, and then he was inevitably questioned. Both of them joined in the fun and asked him if he could look at Yu, and he agreed.

"The variety of camellia looks expensive, and the jade is also high-quality. I don't know who made it."

"That's right, there are many disciples of Fenglai Fugui, and it's impossible to be sure who gave it to him for a while."

The jade was handed to Xue Lan. Xue Lan was reading the classics. When he took the jade, he accidentally missed it. The top-grade jade fell to the ground with a crisp sound and shattered.

Jiang Tong and Song Bili: "..."

Xue Lan was also a little surprised, with a slightly guilty voice, "I'm sorry."

"Junior brother, I didn't mean to."

"Do I need to compensate you?"

Ye Wanqing suspected that Xue Lan did it on purpose, but he had no evidence, and he didn't want it anyway, so he shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind.

This is just a small episode, Ye Wanqing had another dream at night, the dream was before, when in Jiannan Villa, some disciples also liked him.

At that time, he only had Xiaojunlan in his eyes, and that disciple gave him things for several days, and he used the simplest method, sending him snacks he made every day, and sometimes letters.

Because he was a classmate, he didn't know what he meant to accept it at first, but after Xiao Junlan found out, Xiao Junlan very carelessly trampled on the thing that the disciple gave him.

"Brother didn't do it on purpose, will Xiao Wan be angry?"

How did he answer when you stepped on it and coaxed him again?

Ye Wanqing remembered that she was happy because Xiao Junlan was jealous for him, and she took the initiative to lean up and kiss her, and then she was pressed on the soft bed and kissed until she couldn't breathe.

Memories are like old rotten ink, he looked at himself in the memories with a look of embarrassment, Xiao Junlan's eyes were a little scattered, and when they hit those eyes, they were deeper than thick ink.

Now the feeling of being out of breath came up, Ye Wanqing's hands and feet were entangled, he couldn't struggle, and he didn't sleep well that night.

The next day, he was not in good spirits. When he went out, the disciple took a look at him and was a little surprised.

"What happened to Shizi's mouth?"

Ye Wanqing guessed that he bit it in his dream. He looked in the mirror, there were shallow tooth marks on it, and it hurt slightly from the burn, and his lips were also a little swollen.

The corners of his lips were straightened, casually perfunctory the disciples who followed him.

On this day, he went to the Jiange as usual, and two disciples sent him there. He was almost in sight of the two disciples every day, except when he stayed to practice spiritual power.

During that time, the two disciples would sometimes walk away, and Ye Wanqing was knocked out just after walking away for a short while.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in an unfamiliar courtyard, which looked like a partial courtyard. His hands and feet were tied, and he didn't struggle.

"Junior Brother Ji, you don't have to be afraid. I invited you here because I want to chat with you."

The young man in the lead was dressed in a dark Taoist robe, with thick eyebrows and eyes, and his appearance was indistinguishable. There was a thick and indelible gloom in his eyes, his clothes were slightly opened, his hair was scattered, and he smiled at Ye Wanqing.

"I have sent you flowers and jade for so long, but you have never responded, do you like it?"

Ye Wanqing didn't know who the person in front of her was, and if she dared to attack him, she was either prepared or desperate, neither of which was easy to deal with.

"I don't like it." Ye Wanqing replied calmly, "Can you untie the rope first?"

His wrists and ankles were all worn out. Originally, the other party wanted to discuss it, but he didn't expect the other party to say slowly, "I don't want to for the time being. I will wrong you for a while."

"Your Majesty doesn't like camellia? I think it's very similar to you, and I specially ask people to pick it every morning."

Ye Wanqing had just said that he didn't like it, and he frowned, wondering if his two disciples had noticed him.

"What did you bring me here for?"

"Just chatting, you don't have to be afraid." The young man stood up and leaned in front of Ye Wanqing, trying to touch Ye Wanqing's chin with his fingertips, but Ye Wanqing avoided it.

"I think the red camellia is very similar to Shizi. It is bright red and pure and attractive when it blooms inside."

Ye Wanqing watched the gloomy eyes of the young man in front of him flicker with darkness. He understood something, and his expression turned cold.

"I don't think so."

"If you like flowers, you can go to someone who understands flowers. I don't like flowers, so I don't need to send them any more in the future."

Yan Shi smiled lowly, and then his jaw was pinched. The young man looked indistinguishable, but the force was so great that he felt the skin on the jaw was burning.

"Ji Shizi, you really have a face...a face that would be hard when a man sees it."

The other party's eyes became extremely hot, Ye Wanqing almost broke free from the chain at this time, he was thinking of slapping him directly, it seems that they are all the other party's people here.

Before he could make a move, there was movement outside.

"My lord, it's Xue Lan." A disciple reported.

Yan Shi was expressionless, "Let him go."

The voice fell, and the door was shaken open with a "bang". The young man in the black robe was holding a sword in his hand, and the scar on his face came into sight first. Almost all vibrating.

The door panel fell directly to the ground, Xue Lan retracted the sword with a gentle voice.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry to find someone."

Yan Shi glanced over like a knife, "Xue Lan, do you want to meddle in your own business?"

"Huh?" Xue Lan glanced at the man tied to the ground, "Huh."

The disciple on one side: "..."

"Are you sure you want to meddle in your own business?"

Xue Lan glanced over, Yan Shi looked gloomy, and finally said nothing, glanced at Ye Wanqing on the ground, and did not forget to leave a harsh word.

"Ji Shizi, wash up and wait for me next time."

Ye Wanqing was furious. These people relied on their cultivation to suppress him, and he broke free from the rope. Xue Lan, who came to help him untie the rope, was a little surprised.

"Why are you here?" He asked Xue Lan.

"I ran into your followers on the road, and they told me you were missing."

"The man just now is Yan Shi, the young master of the Yan family. He is a lunatic. You should avoid messing with him in the future."

Ye Wanqing smiled, the smile was still a bit cold, what did he mean to provoke him, he turned his head and ignored Xue Lan.

Xue Lan next to him noticed it, and laughed, "Junior Brother has a temper."

"Are you injured?"

Ye Wanqing didn't speak, but this person helped him after all, the thoughts in his heart were already twisted, and he finally said "no".

"Here, there are many disciples from aristocratic families, and the aristocratic families have always been at odds with the royal family. You have a low cultivation base, and some people who are not afraid of death will find ways to trouble you. It is best to let your guards come to protect you."

Ye Wanqing: "I can protect myself."

Xue Lan laughed again, with a soft voice, "Junior brother, you are so good-looking, there must be many people staring at you, do you want to consider me?"

"I can protect you...you just need to pay some rewards."

Ye Wanqing didn't want it, he could ask the guards to come over secretly, he silently remembered that this was the third time this person praised him for his good looks.

I don't know how many people have been deceived by this mouth.