Only senior brother is amazing

On the second day, He Bei went to teach the outer disciples.

Quan Jianzhuang knew about He Bei's beating, and everyone pretended to pass by Ming Xuetang to see his jokes.

On the stage of martial arts lectures in the Ming Academy, a young man in crimson clothes is full of vigor, as bright as the morning glow, and his emerald pupils are as bright as blue.Seeing that there are more and more disciples who are not disciples of the outer sect in the audience, he shows off a set of Canglang swordsmanship with a Yanshan sword in his hand. It is the person who was beaten by the group yesterday.

"It's great, Senior Brother He is great!"

"Senior Brother He is amazing!"

"Wow~"

Before the disciples of the outer sect really came into contact with Dao Hebei, all of them had heard of his notoriety.Everyone thought that he was the black Rakshasa from hell, the living King of Hades in the world, but who knew that he was a handsome young man who was incomparably handsome when he met the real person.

After a month of contact, He Bei is still very popular with the outer disciples. He looks great and his martial arts are not top-notch among the inner disciples, but he is the true disciple of Master Jinglian, and his strength should not be underestimated.There is no comparison with Xie Juan in terms of martial arts, but in terms of teaching, he is much more "friendly" than Xie Juan, not too strict, and also comes with small talk skills.

"Cut. Is it just a trick?"

"Intermediate swordsmanship only."

"I will pretend to be x."

He Bei automatically ignored the gossips of Yao Jing's Zhuangzhong friends under the martial arts lecture stage. He pinned the Yanshan sword on his waist, jumped off the martial arts stage, walked up to a handsome junior, and bowed his head slightly Asked: "Little brother, didn't you say you have a personal question you want to ask me? Class is over now."

Song Liuying's face turned red and he hesitated and said: "He, brother He, I want to ask, are you free tonight?"

As soon as Song Liuying said this, the expressions of the disciples around were colorful. Someone pushed Song Liuying and asked him: "Xiao Song, what are you doing to congratulate senior brother at night?"

Song Liuying said weakly: "I want to ask Senior Brother He to teach me how to practice swords...I'm too slow to learn. It will be a comprehensive test in a few days. If I don't pass the exam, it's over..."

"Oh~" The disciple next to Song Liuying deliberately prolonged the ending.

Seeing that Song Liuying looked familiar and he was in a good mood, He Bei responded, "Okay, after dinner, look out at Peak. What's your name?"

Song Liuying showed joy, clutching the hem of his clothes and said softly, "Song Liuying."

He Bei's heart trembled suddenly when he heard this name, and he looked at Song Liuying carefully, and found that the young Song Liuying was indeed the same as his previous life in Fengli Palace. There were only a few living people, also called Song Liuying's watering flowers. Carpenter looks exactly the same.

"Brother, I want to go!"

"Brother, I want to go too!"

"I want me too!"

All of a sudden, seven or eight disciples surrounded He Bei. He looked at the "little seedling" that was overwhelming the Jianzhuang, and immediately felt that he was a living male Bodhisattva.

He Bei's expression softened: "Okay."

For him, what is the difference between bringing one and bringing a group? It is just as troublesome.

"Pretend to be kind."

"Hey, I misunderstood my son."

"Maybe what to do with these children at night."

He Bei passed by Yao Jing's chattering brothers, cast a gloomy look, and said casually: "Why, can I still eat them all?" "

This group of people heard that He Bei became so mad that he even bit dogs, but they couldn't tell if the other party really could eat people!Everyone looked at He Bei as if they were watching a ghost.

He Bei laughed and walked forward without turning his head, leaving a bright back.

Back in Lanzhu, He Bei found that Xie Juan was packing his luggage.He was going down the mountain and across the river to Songzhou City the next day.

The headquarters of the Zhenwu League is located in Songzhou City, and one month later, the Zhenwu Conference held every five years will be held at Fengyu Jianzhuang.In order to hand over the details, Xie Juan was basically doing errands down the mountain. He represented the image, face and attitude of several Jianzhuang elders.

"Senior brother, are you going down the mountain alone?" He Bei leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, the orange-red setting sun covered his face with warmth, and he looked at Xie Juan with burning eyes.

Xie Juan lowered his head and folded his clothes: "There is also Master Lu."

"Uncle Lu?" In the last life, He Bei didn't remember who Xie Juan went down the mountain with. At that time, he was beaten by Pei An and couldn't get out of bed.He tentatively asked: "Brother, let me go with you. I haven't been to Songzhou City for a long time, and I want to eat the roast chicken in Nansi Lane."

Xie Juan paused for a moment, as if thinking about it.

"Senior brother, huh? Xiaobei is obedient." He Bei walked up to Xie Juan, and tugged at his sleeve with a smiley begging expression.

Xie Juan sighed and said, "Okay."

Since last month, He Bei begged him once a day, and Xie Juan's ears were almost callused.He always softened his heart when facing this tortured little junior.

"Brother is the best!"

He Bei's unfriendly eyes followed Xie Juan's snow-white back of his neck to his thin waist, and his eyes became warmer step by step.

Xie Juan was looking for clothes in front of the cabinet, He Bei deliberately walked behind him, and leaned forward slightly, wrapping his arms skillfully around Xie Juan's bosom, he tilted his head and brushed Xie Juan's cheeks, reaching his hands Xie Juan rummaged through the locker in front of him to find something.

Xie Juan was a little uncomfortable being restrained by He Bei's sudden approach and the strange posture he presented after approaching, he frowned and gave He Bei a sideways glance.He Bei, a drunkard, casually picked a hair tie from the closet and dragged it out slowly.

He Bei took a step back after getting the headband, and released Xie Juan from his arms.

Xie Juan looked back and said coldly: "This hairband is mine."

With a smile on his face, He Bei looked surprised: "Oh, I took the wrong one."

Xie Juan ruthlessly expelled: "Get up and open it after you take it."

"Oh." He Bei stepped aside a little.

Xie Juan buried his head in the closet and tidied it up, then took out a stack of clean clothes and walked to the bed, He Bei stuck beside him especially blocking the way, he stared at He Bei very displeasedly: "It's in the way. Hurry up Packing up, tidy up."

"Okay, brother."

He Bei leaned forward to help Xie Juan share half of the weight of the clothes in his hands.

After dinner, He Bei went to Heleo Peak as scheduled.

Apart from Song Liuying, there were only three young disciples who came.During the day, most of the booing comers wanted to rest after dinner, so they didn't bother to come.

Song Liuying's understanding is slow, and she often makes mistakes in a simple move.He Bei is impatient, but he couldn't stop the young version of Song Liuying from being cute and cute, so he would tirelessly teach him in every possible way.

In the last life, He Bei raised flowers on the top of Qingjia Mountain, and he was too lazy to take care of them, so he wanted to hire a gardener.The gardener was easy to find, but no one dared to come when they heard that he was serving the Wujiang Demon Lord.

After recruiting for half a month, a person came to the door in person, carrying a rusty iron sword whose true face could not be seen clearly, with a strong cultivation base, he went through many obstacles and climbed Qingjia mountain alone.He is a loose man named Song Liuying, fair and handsome, tall and thin, He Bei is satisfied with his appearance.

Song Liuying lived and ate with He Bei at the Fengli Palace on the top of the mountain. He Bei hadn't spoken a few words to him, and the two of them didn't meet much, and went their separate ways.He Beiyue's salary was very high, but it was actually a good job.

The top of the mountain was well taken care of by Song Liuying. Song Liuying specially asked him what he liked. Half of the freesias were planted, and the rest were planted with peonies, snow cherry, ditang flowers, white crane taro... Finally, there was a little bit left Selfishly, I planted a small piece of firefly grass.

As the night darkened, the young disciples who came to ask for advice saluted and bid farewell to He Bei one by one.Song Liuying, who was left at the end, took the courage to step forward and asked, "Brother, can I touch your sword?"

He Bei handed the Yanshan Sword to Song Liuying, and Song Liuying took the Yanshan Sword carefully, holding it in his palm with a serious expression, he gently held the warm hilt, and his eyes glistened.

He Bei looked at Song Liuying meaningfully: "Try using the trick I just taught you."

Song Liuying nodded timidly, picked up the heavy Yanshan sword, and performed the moves that He Bei had corrected many times.Song Liuying thought it might be because of the good sword, but there was no mistake.He couldn't help showing a look of joy, and He Bei encouraged him: "That's right, when you pass the comprehensive test this time, senior brother will give you a good sword."

Song Liuying stood where she was flattered and looked a little at a loss: "No, there is no need, brother! I, I am not worthy of a good sword."

"Practice well, senior brother never breaks his promise." He Bei smiled lightly, then jumped onto a tall stone, picked off two freesia flowers brighter than the moonlight, and pinned them around his waist.

Song Liuying was very grateful in her heart, but what she said was weak and weak: "Okay, brother, I will try my best..."

"Do your best."

He Bei patted Song Liuying on the shoulder, as if to encourage him.

"Go back and rest, it's getting late, senior brother is going back late, and senior brother's senior brother will also scold senior brother."

When He Bei said this, there was a smile in his eyes.

He Bei and Song Liuying traveled halfway, and after parting the road to bid farewell, they flew back to Lanzhu with ease.Song Liuying looked at the figure leaving briskly, with trivial starlight in her eyes.

After He Bei returned to the room, he found that Xie Juan had already fallen asleep, but the room was still lit with a small bunch of warm yellow candles for him.

He Bei walked to Xie Juan's bed and looked at him for a long time, as if he wanted to outline his facial features and outline deeply in his heart.He said softly: "Brother, in this life, I will protect you." He bent down to tuck the quilt up for him, and secretly touched the tip of his nose with his fingertips.

Xie tired of sleeping lightly, he didn't dare to disturb him any more.

Before dawn on the second day, the two set out from Lanzhu, and first went to meet Lu Xingze near the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Xie Juan and He Bei were wearing cloaks, one white and one black, and wearing curtains on their heads, standing side by side beside the stone tablet in the purple bamboo forest.

Lu Xingze, dressed in dark blue, came from the misty purple bamboo forest. He stopped and looked at the two people standing in front of him, and said with a smile, "I thought it was Impermanence who came to claim my life."

He Bei lifted up the black veil covering his face, squinted his sleepy eyes and raised a smile on his lips: "Master, is there such a beautiful Hei Wuchang?"

Lu Xingze: "Oh."

"Uncle, I'll get the things."

He Bei took Lu Xingze's luggage and carried it on his right shoulder, and Xie Juan's on his left shoulder.

Lu Xingze sighed: "Hey, it's rare to be so sensible."

He Bei has always wanted to go to heaven if someone gave him a ladder: "Uncle Shi, Xiaobei has always been very sensible."

Lu Xingze heheed twice.

The wind was strong in the mountains, and there was a whimper.The cold moon is like a hook, illuminating the way to go.

On the way down Fengyu Mountain, He Bei was always close to Xie Juan. He accidentally touched the back of Xie Juan's hand, and found that it was icy to the touch.

But he dared not.

When the three of them walked to the middle of the mountain, the road was much easier to walk, and there was also a horse station.Unfortunately, there are only two good horses left in the post, and apart from these two, there is only one old and thin horse left.He Bei belongs to the horse who would rather walk than ride a bad horse, and is very picky.But he is a junior, and he can only ride the thin old ones.

He Bei said a few words to Xie Juan, and Xie Juan agreed to ride a horse with him.

He Bei smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Senior brother, are you okay in front?" Seeing Xie Juan's expression paused, he immediately added: "Senior brother, my butt is not healed yet, it will hurt if I sit in front."

"Ah."

Xie Juan put down the white gauze of the curtain fence, and flew on the horse first.

What bad thoughts could He Bei have?

"Ahhhhhh!"

When He Bei came up, he couldn't help howling a few times, the wound on his butt was so painful that a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back.

Xie Juan's face changed slightly, and he felt apologetic in his heart.In the next second, his waist felt hot, and He Bei's arm passed by his waist, reaching out to reach for the reins.

The apology in my heart disappeared.

The boy's chest was hot, and he was still immersed in the cold wind of early spring, but now he suddenly warmed up.Although Xie Juan is very unwilling to admit that this is very comfortable.

Xie Juan said, "It's good if I come to Yuma." Otherwise, He Bei has been imprisoning him from behind, which is really uncomfortable.

He Bei clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and tightened the rein in his hands: "Come on, senior brother, you can sleep in my arms for a while. Please—"

The horse under him had already started to gallop, the mountain road was steep and rocky, He Bei's horse was always fast, and Lu Xingze was slowly being left behind.Xie Juan trembled in He Bei's arms, He Bei's arms deliberately held him tight, his chin lightly pressed against the other's head, Xie Juan's fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, the two breathed intertwined and rubbed against each other to generate warmth , He Bei's heart was unavoidably confused.

He Bei's galloping horse was fast and the wind was also fierce. Xie Juan's face was blown like red clouds covered with snow, and there were thin blood streaks in the clear white.

He Bei suddenly said in Xie Juan's ear: "Senior brother, you took me to ride a horse for the first time when I was young, but we both fell down together, hahaha..."

Xie Juan suddenly smiled slightly: "Yes, you lost a front tooth, and your speech leaked."

He Bei was stunned and embarrassed: "Brother, don't mention this kind of thing..."

When Xie Juan was young, he learned to ride a horse for the first time. He Beifei pestered Xie Juan to ride with him. Throw them all out.

The two fell hard, Xie Juan hugged He Bei and rolled on the ground a few times to make a pad, so He Bei was not injured, but he knocked off a front tooth and was laughed at by the disciples of Jianzhuang for about a month.

"You boy, ride so fast."

Lu Xingze came after him.

He Bei smiled and said, "Master Uncle, it's because you are too slow, okay, ride faster, maybe we can catch up and have breakfast in Songzhou City."

Lu Xingze sighed: "Can you pretend to be serious in your mind?"

He Bei looked down at Xie Juan in his arms, he couldn't pretend to be serious right now.

Heartbroken.

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