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Yan Luofan was confused, and turned his gaze back to the letters in his hand, and removed all the seals in one go.

Sure enough, just as Yin Ciyue said, I don’t know how the news of the cultivation world can spread so quickly. When the Yan City Lord heard that Yin Ciyue had been promoted to the foundation-building stage of Dzogchen, he hurriedly sent several letters to Feihe. The meaning between the lines is all to urge the two people who are destined to each other to at least live together first, saying that he will soon be married, and it is almost time to hold a bond ceremony.

Yan Luofan's brows haven't stretched since he read the contents of the letter. Sure enough, the plot has a prelude as the protagonist's realm improves.

There is also this plot in the novel. At that time, the original owner was more impatient than the Yancheng owner, but Yin Ciyue, who was the leading party, felt that he was too anxious, so he refused.

Yan Luofan burned the letter in his hand with a torch, looked at the dancing candle in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "It's okay, uncle's hand can't be stretched that long yet, I will tell him that you have sternly rejected this matter."

Yin Ciyue: "..."

Rejection, when did it happen?

And the little liar was in a bad mood, he hesitated to speak, his eyes fell on the ashes, but he didn't notice: "What's wrong with your wrist?"

Just now he just heard that the little liar wanted to take the elixir, but he didn't know why he took it.The blue and purple bruises are extremely glaring on the frosty and snowy wrist, as if clinging to a colorful poisonous snake, which is extremely terrifying, making people who see it unable to move their eyes away and feel pity for it.

Although Ke'er couldn't figure out the situation, she could tell that it was her benefactor who was at odds with her sweetheart, so she immediately responded on her behalf, explaining the matter clearly, and deliberately described the injury as serious: "Miss Yan, if this bruise is not rubbed off, it will hurt. It's been a long time, and if it's more serious, it may leave a scar. How about... Mr. Yin come to help Miss?"

The bruises were not limited to the wrists, Yan Luofan waved his hand to refuse, extremely panicked: "No need."

Then he turned his head and urged silently with his eyes, which probably meant: why didn't you take someone away?

Yin Ciyue's gaze still remained on the bruise, and the frost between her brows and eyes became even more frosty: How can there be such a person who can't take care of herself and is so stubborn.

He let go, and took out a small porcelain white bottle from the storage bag, "This elixir has the effect of removing blood stasis, and Tiannanyu is not the only elixir in the world. Besides, Senior Brother Chao Yu will be back in a few days. Ke'er...will be temporarily placed here with you."

After speaking, it seemed that he was worried that the person in front of him might misunderstand, so he made amends again: "It's just because Ke'er has nowhere to go for the time being."

Yan Luofan nodded in a daze: "Yes, I understand."

With Yin Ciyue's indifferent attitude today, he would not have misunderstood him.

Yin Ciyue was annoyed by the obedient appearance of this little liar, and he had never seen a cute appearance on weekdays, so he wanted to see how long he could remain indifferent, "I'm leaving."

Teng Snake flicked its tail and left leisurely. When it was over, he still didn't forget to look back at the little bastard who once disliked him. The meaning of that look probably was: Humph!For such a blind guy, let's make a clean break!That is to say, it looks better than everyone it has ever seen, and there is nothing to hold on to.

Ke'er was very messy. She glanced at the leaving figure, then at her temporary master, and said hesitantly: "Miss, did you quarrel with Mr. Yin? Back then, my parents often quarreled, and after my mother died My dad regrets it, he regrets holding the tablet every day."

Yan Luofan: I couldn't tell who you were cursing for a while.

"We didn't quarrel." He stuffed the elixir in the porcelain white vial into his mouth, and murmured in a voice that he could hear clearly, "That's something you only do if you have a good relationship."

Ke'er didn't hear clearly, but she knew that she was being stubborn.

Pressing his sore wrist, Yan Luofan couldn't learn that kind of spying technique even after much deliberation, so he asked straightforwardly: "Ke'er, will you be a servant disciple to Yin Ciyue in the future?"

"I don't know about that either." Ke'er was even more confused and confused. At the beginning, Bei Qinfeng's senior brother clearly said that she would always take care of Miss Yan from now on, but her benefactor suddenly came to ask for someone, "Mr. Yin may be just Come on a whim."

Yan Luofan nodded to indicate that he understood, "Then you still have contact with him?"

Ke'er was stunned for a moment, then panicked, and hurriedly proved her loyalty and innocence: "Miss Yan, you didn't get into trouble with your benefactor because of me, did you? I swear that I have no connection with Mr. Yin at all. It's a figure like a bright moon, I, I..."

"That's not what I meant." Yan Luofan realized that his words were ambiguous and interrupted quickly.

In his mind, it would be better for the two to have a relationship. From time to time, he would say a few bad things about Yin Ciyue and then be relayed. Being disgusted and retiring the engagement is not a trivial matter.

"Yin Ciyue." Yan Luofan pondered for a while, and decided to borrow the lines of Yin Shilang, who had already been hastily offline. Higher than the top, the whole person is always cold without a smile, ruthless! Cold-blooded!"

Turning her head after speaking, she found that Ke'er was about to shed tears.

"Miss Yan, I know you said this because you had a fight with Mr. Yin, and you didn't really think so, but he is my benefactor, so I..."

Originally, Ke'er was born immature, but now her tearful appearance looks more like a child who doesn't know who to be with after a husband and wife break up. Yan Luofan feels guilty for a while, what is he doing, taking advantage of a half-grown child?Immediately changed the subject, "Sorry, I won't say these embarrassing things for you in the future."

Ke'er laughed through her tears: "Miss, you are really a good person."

Yan Luofan was noncommittal: "You can call me by my name or senior sister from now on."

Then a few days passed, he was busy all the time, Yin Ciyue's attitude was ambiguous and still indifferent, and now it has developed to the point where the two meet without saying hello, but when he shows a little kindness to someone, he still looks like Stabbed inexplicably like a small knife.

There have been rumors that the two are on the verge of breaking up in Lingu Valley, and many senior brothers who are eyeing each other are even more ready to move.

When Yan Luofan received two sour poems expressing friendship, he was staying in the small courtyard for Ke'er Wan to post, and later he would get dressed and look for Venerable Zhuyu who could teach him how to fake death.

You have to work together, and work together to continue to work hard and find ways to escape after failure, so that you can be foolproof.

Speaking of which, Ke'er is worthy of being the one picked by Yin Ciyue. She is really ingenious, and she can make a flower by braiding her hair. After so many days, the shape is not repeated every day. It would be better if it is not so verbose.

"Little sister, you really don't plan to reconcile with your benefactor? I think he just can't save face, you just need to be soft, and if you continue like this, others will take advantage of it." Ke'er inserted a sapphire hairpin , Looking at the letters, I was worried about my benefactor, so I couldn't help a few more words of persuasion.

Yan Luofan nodded to show that he was listening, but he ignored it completely, and even put away those sour poems in his leisurely mind, "Children, don't think so much, they will grow old quickly."

Ke'er puffed her face, wishing she could snatch those sour poems and tear them up, but she still put a letter on the table first: "This was sent by Senior Brother Yin when you were away, saying that it was something I promised you. "

Yan Luofan said "Huh?", took the slip of paper in a daze, and opened it for a look: "So it's this."

Almost to be left behind by him, the discussion will start within two days, but it will be thrown to the Cliff of Thoughts to suffer.What Yin Ciyue sent him was similar to the key points.

As soon as he saw this, he knew that Ke'er was going to chatter for a while, so he quickly stood up and prepared to leave: "Put this away first, I'm going to find Venerable Zhuyu, I won't be back for a while, you If you are bored, go find other classmates to play with."

After speaking, regardless of the reaction of the people behind him, he summoned the Wuwu beast and turned around and ran away.

Before a stick of incense had passed, Yin Ciyue's figure appeared on Lanxing Peak, but the little liar was not found, "Where is she?"

Ke'er felt that it was really a coincidence, "Little Senior Sister, she went to find Venerable Zhu Yu, but she didn't explain the reason to me in detail, my benefactor, can I tell you what you want from Little Senior Sister?"

Yin Ciyue's eyes fell on the letter that Ke'er had handed out by himself in Ke'er's arms. He found something wrong with it, so he came to remind him that he definitely didn't want to talk to that little liar! "No, I said it myself."

Ke'er was about to pour someone a cup of tea when she heard:

"I'm going to find her."

If you look up again, you can only see the back.

Venerable Zhuyu can be regarded as a mysterious figure in Lingu Valley other than the head of the sect. No one knows his real age, and he clearly has an elusive cultivation level that can maintain his youthful and handsome appearance, but he always Appears in the form of a senile old man.

There are rumors that Venerable Zhu Yu offended some great power and escaped by feigning death, so he didn't dare to show his true face.

Of course, Yan Luofan was accustomed to the colorful legends in this novel world, and he didn't take it to heart at all. If he was asked to say that this was just a side foil to show the strength of Venerable Zhuyu.

But he arranged the few jugs of good wine he brought, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the elderly Zhu Yuzun, who was dying and old, and it was obviously different from the fairy old man he imagined. It's not an exaggeration to bring homeless people, but a pair of eagle eyes are still sharp.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yan Luofan finally got to the point, recalling the words given by Venerable Xingxi: "My lord, do you have any secrets for living so long?" It should be similar.

Venerable Zhu Yu also really opened up the conversation box, coughing hoarsely: "I once killed because of a plant of fairy grass..."

"No! No." Yan Luofan felt that the topic was about to develop in an uncontrollable direction, "I mean, do you have any secrets about escaping?"

Fortunately, he interrupted in time, otherwise the answer to that question in the future might be: I once asked something that I shouldn't have asked because of my junior, so...

Venerable Zhu Yu said "Oh" twice, and laughed loudly, looking like an old urchin, "Don't you really believe it, little girl?"

Yan Luofan: Tired.

Venerable Zhuyu laughed so hard, maybe a little tired, he finally replied seriously: "If you want to learn to fake death, you have to reach the foundation building stage at least. At that time, you can barely use your spiritual energy. Little girl, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and come back at that time." ask me."

Yan Luofan thinks about it, it's almost done in five years, he hasn't reached such a point of waste, and before he has time to ask in detail, Venerable Zhuyu's mind jumped out, and he led the topic to another place in the blink of an eye.

"How about I help you check your palm?"

Yan Luofan stretched out his hand obediently.

Venerable Zhu Yu shook his head when he looked at the palmistry, and said in amazement: "Your luck is beyond words, I have only seen it twice in my life."

Yan Luofan tilted his head, he thought he couldn't see anything, after all, he was an outsider, and asked curiously: "My lord, what is my fate?"

"Lucky Shitai, if I'm not mistaken, you were robbed in Taoli Nianhua and lost everything, but it will be smooth sailing after that." Venerable Zhu Yu stroked his beard, "The key still depends on your own choice."

All the theory of fate is about him, mysterious and mysterious, but when Yan Luofan heard the sentence of being robbed at twenty, what he substituted was not the present, but the car accident that made him pass through the book, so he couldn't help but feel trembling: "My lord , Is it possible for me to get back those lost things?"

Venerable Zhu Yu shook his head, acting like an old magician: "You can't say it, you can't say it."

Yan Luofan struggled for a moment, then suddenly remembered: "Then you said you met him once before, what happened to that person?"

Venerable Zhu Yu stopped pouring the wine, and the wrinkles on his face almost froze, "He is your master's sweetheart, has he disappeared or died? Who knows."

Yan Luofan saw that the Venerable did not want to continue the discussion of this character, so he stopped pushing and thanked softly: "Thank you, Venerable."

"You're welcome." Venerable Zhu Yu waved his hand and suggested, "I have a favor here, but would you like to help?"

Yan Luofan naturally had an obligation: "Your lord, just say it, I will do my best."

It really feels like playing a fairy game. How can the bearded old man issue a mission as an NPC, how can he refuse?

Venerable Zhu Yu let out a long sigh, slowly put the wine on the table into the storage bag, then shook his head and said: "My apprentice is not up to the mark, but he finally picked it up from the street, and he stayed in Siguo Cliff for so long day……"

An hour later, Yan Luofan appeared on Siguo Cliff, he squeezed the Fire Control Art again and again, and finally wrapped his body in the fire-attributed velvet robe even tighter.

If he was asked to come to Siguo Cliff to find someone else, he might still be able to refuse, but Song Qingwang was fined because of him and Yin Ciyue, and of course he should not refuse such a trivial matter as sending "food".However, the reality of the bitter cold wind is not something that can be easily resisted by the body, he was blown enough to fall more than twice.

Just coping with the wind and snow is already exhausting, let alone pay attention to whether there is someone following behind?

Finally finding someone on the edge of the cliff, Yan Luofan pushed the food box over and poked Luoxue's head in front of him: "Your master asked me to bring you food."

Song Qingwang shook off the wind and snow all over his body, and saw the first reaction of the person in front of him: bright eyes and bright teeth, this doesn't look like a man at all, probably Yin Ciyue is too suspicious.

He looked at the food box, puzzled, "I'm out of food, so I don't need to eat."

But since it was sent by the master, I still have to take it apart to have a look. Thinking of this, Song Qingwang opened the exquisite carved food box, but before he could react, he was hit by the fire inside and lay on his back. Qi beast cry.

The spirit beast that seemed to be bathing in fire was like a jackal, but it had a leopard head. It looked weird, but it was not difficult to tell that it was Huo Liezheng.

Yan Luofan didn't have time to stop him, so he had to take a few steps back and hasten to explain: "Zhu Yuzun means that if you tame this fire and form a bond, you don't have to be afraid of the wind and snow on the cliff."

There is no need to continue to explain, Song Qingwang clearly understands the old fox of his master, and this is to let him act out the scene of saving his classmates from danger by the way.Hurricane tormented but happy to appear on the top of the snow mountain, this Siguo Cliff is its favorite place, but he really may not be able to keep his cultivation in this Qi refining period!

He threw out the Fire Control Art, "Did that old thing tell your fortune?"

Yan Luofan was dazed and innocent: "Is it not possible?"

Song Qingwang looked at the rapidly evaporating wind and snow under his feet, and smiled wryly: "Yes." But can the old man not rely on other people's lives, he is destined to survive a catastrophe and just increase the difficulty for him!Needless to say, the head must have put pressure on the old man because of his disobedience to discipline, which added trouble to him.

Yan Luofan watched Huoliezheng spit out flames continuously, while Song Qingwang seemed unable to hold on to the sweat on his forehead, and hesitantly said: "...I thought it was very simple."

After speaking, he threw out a few spells casually to try to help. In any case, this is the trouble he caused, and he must not let it go.

And that Huo Liezheng seemed to be enraged by the small movements of the two two-legged beasts in front of him, and decided to attack them one by one. The primary target was the Yanluofan that had blown its eyes just now. The fire-breathing action paused for a moment, and a column of fire spewed out.

Because the swing before casting the spell was a bit long, Yan Luofan was already prepared and was about to dodge easily to the left, but Huo Liezheng quickly changed direction, seeing that he was about to hit the pillar of fire, the only thought left in his mind was: If I had known it was over so early, I would have been worried about what would happen next, so I would have treated Yin Ciyue better.

I closed my eyes, but felt an extra force on my wrist, as if being hugged by someone——

"Why don't you hide?"

Yan Luofan turned his head and saw that familiar and frosty face, he was also in this person's arms, he heard the next question, "Why didn't you speak?"

He finally recovered his voice, and without asking Yin Ciyue why he was here, he answered honestly: "I'm going to hide." Before he had time, he was pulled away.

Seeing the helper coming, Song Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great..."

Then I heard my good brother was busy questioning his little fiancee: "Why did you come to give him a food box?"

Song Qingwang suddenly felt a little speechless, but he was not surprised, and reminded him in a good voice: "Huo Liezheng is looking at you, how about a little face?"

Yan Luofan secretly tried to break free with his wrist, but ended in failure. In the end, he had no choice but to explain the previous situation: "Zhu Yu Venerable asked me to come, there is no reason to refuse. Why did you come here?"

Now it was Yin Ciyue's turn to be at a loss for words, and she was silent for a moment: "Passing by."

Then he turned his head to give Song Qingwang an explanation, emphasizing his belonging, "This is the fire that Venerable Zhu Yu caught for you."

He understands the truth, but there's no need to bite the word "you" so hard... Song Qingwang understands the implication, doesn't he just won't intervene?Well, he fends for himself.

At this time, Yin Ciyue had already led the people back to a relatively safe position, lowered her eyes, looked at her friend struggling to control the beast, and said suddenly: "You shouldn't meddle in the situation just now."

Noticing that the young fiancée was looking at him in bewilderment, he added: "The spirit beast will choose its own master from those who tame and attack it, and rashly intervening may take this spirit beast away."

Yan Luofan nodded suddenly, and then his eyes fell on the hand that was gripping his wrist tightly and hadn't let go yet, reminding him from the side: "It doesn't seem so dangerous now, don't you think so?"

Then he saw Yin Ciyue stunned for a moment, felt the hand holding his wrist loosen a little, and then tightened again, and his mood was complicated for a while.

"If I remember correctly," Yan Luofan raised his gripped wrist, "Isn't this the relationship between us chatting now?"

Yin Ciyue's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, he hated this indifferent attitude the most, imitating the way the person in front of him spoke: "If I'm not wrong, you are very happy about it?"

Yan Luofan couldn't deny it: "Not really."

He had a headache when he thought of the inexplicably advanced plot, so he just took this opportunity to ask, "Qi Qiao, why did you suddenly improve your cultivation base that night?"

Then he saw Yin Ciyue glanced at him, and replied leisurely: "I didn't think about something."

Yan Luofan: "...?"

Don't you usually figure out something?And what's the matter with this obvious look?

At this time Song Qingwang was fighting with Huo Liezhang, and when he turned his head and saw the scene where the two were flirting with "the old god is here", he suddenly felt the difference in life, and suddenly a force surged in his body, "I can't solve you yet." Such a beast!"

Slashing the sword angrily, pulling up the mountain.

Yin Ciyue reminded from the side: "If you die, you can't make a contract."

Song Qingwang was finally able to stop, and Huo Liezheng also knew how powerful the person in front of him was, so he lowered his head to show his obedience.

In the end, the process of forming a bond was very smooth, and the talisman brightened the sky, constantly switching and rotating between a man and a beast, and finally stopped at the feet to show the success of the spell.

Yan Luofan didn't have such experience, so he had seen the world. After all, ordinary spirit beasts used as mounts were gentle and docile, so there was no need to waste energy to form a bond.

Whether it was a coincidence or not, many disciples came one after another after realizing that something was wrong with Si Guoya, and happened to see this scene.

Finally, Yan Luofan slowly recalled the words Venerable Zhu Yu asked him, sat down on the ground slowly, pulled out a makeshift veil and pretended to wipe his tears, "I almost died in this fire, thanks to... ...Brother Qingwang will help you."

The subtle pause in the speech stems from a guilty conscience.

As for Song Qingwang himself, he silently glanced at his good brother's face, only feeling that disaster was coming: "I said it was all caused by my master, do you believe it?"

Yin Ciyue didn't answer, just watched with cold eyes.

How could the number one on the beauty list be so pitiful and lie?He must have been frightened, and the disciples who rushed to him didn't care to ask about the specific situation, and immediately comforted each other with words.

Yan Luofan used a handkerchief to block the sight that made his conscience ache. He had no choice but to pay back the favor, and he had promised Venerable Zhu Yu at that time without hesitation.

Yin Ciyue should not be able to care much about this matter.

Thinking of this, he raised his head, well, this expression doesn't look like it doesn't matter at all.

"Luoluo, what's wrong with you?"

A gentle but obviously urgent voice drew his attention.

Yan Luofan was taken aback, unexpectedly slightly pleasantly surprised: "Brother, you are back."

Yan Chaoyu nodded, but what he is most concerned about now is what happened to Luoluo in his house, and he dare not reach out to help him up, "I just came back to Linguyu and noticed something was wrong with Siguoya, so I rushed over to check, Luoluo, are you injured?"

Yan Luofan shook his head, "Thanks..."

He lowered his voice, decided to open his eyes and speak nonsense, "Thanks to Senior Brother Qingwang."

"Really?" Yan Chaoyu frowned and looked in the direction of Yin Ciyue, but did not express his opinion in the end.

But anyone can guess the meaning of this gaze, here is my own person, but I still need someone else to protect my fiancée?

Song Qingwang evaded danger urgently, "No, it's mainly Yin Ciyue's credit."

In the end, this incident was reported to the head of the sect. Song Qingwang was spared the punishment of continuing to think about the cliff face because of his meritorious service in protecting his fellow clan, and at the same time, the ice and snow melted on the cliff; rest.

As for Yin Ciyue?But he was dragged away by Yan Chaoyu to give lectures.

When Yan Luofan heard the news, he tossed and turned on the bed, unable to settle down. After all, it was indeed his fault, but after all, Song Qingwang was punished because of the two of them.

"Little Senior Sister, you are injured, you should rest at ease." Ke'er brought a bowl of clear porridge and tried to persuade her.

Yan Luofan took a deep breath, "What do you think brother will say to Yin Ciyue?"

Not protecting his fiancée is not a violation of the family rules. Yan Chaoyu's good temper may not be able to beat others, and there should be no major incidents. I hope Yin Ciyue will not be wronged too much.

While he was imagining, the voice of the big cousin sounded from outside the door:

"Luoluo, you will move to Yin Ciyue's Xingfang Mansion tomorrow. Your father's urging is not unreasonable, and you should be more clear about your own intentions."

Yan Luofan directly "sit up in shock while dying", who can tell him what the two of them talked about?

Yan Chaoyu continued to persuade: "Besides, his palace is on the main peak, so it's convenient for you to go to morning class, and you can sleep a little longer."

Yan Luofan: "...Okay."

I want to convince him that it is so light, no one can refuse to stay in bed for a while, right?

What's more, it's not all because of this. After these few days of neglect, he has also figured out a reality: in the situation where the two of them can't meet often, facing Yin Ciyue's indifference, he has no chance to continue to work hard. There is no hope of being divorced.

It is said that distance creates beauty, and when they live in the same courtyard, it's not just a matter of him saying what he wants to do.

The key is, "Did Yin Ciyue agree?"

Yan Zhaoyu walked into the room at some point, and sighed softly facing Luoluo who was sitting on the bed: "Luoluo, as a man, you don't need to care about the etiquette between men and women. One day you will restore your manhood, don't you?" The status quo may remain."

"Well, I understand, brother."

Yan Luofan lowered his eyes, "But now it's not just uncle, even Yin Ciyue can't explain it now, I will solve it myself after a while, don't worry about it anymore"

When he said the last sentence, he raised his eyes and said firmly, "Trust me."

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