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Although the style of this single anklet and chain is extremely exquisite, the pattern on it is also visible to the naked eye. Get a circle of soft fur of an unknown spirit beast.

After Yan Luofan finished asking, he shook the tinkling shackles patiently, and found that there was a reason why he didn't find it when he just woke up, and he was lighter than a feather and didn't feel tired at all.

The craftsman's skills are quite good, worthy of praise... No!

He didn't need such useless things at all, he threw the quilt covering Yin Ciyue's face aside, and after lightly pursing the corners of his mouth, he gave an emotionless smile with crooked peach eyes: "Why, yes Didn't you have a good time last night? Huh?"

Listening to the elongated ending, Yin Ciyue was sure of the anger in it, bowed her head and admitted her mistake without any delay: "A Yan, I know I was wrong."

With a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, Yan Luofan only regarded it as a whim, so he didn't pursue it any further. He just shook his foot and asked in a reasonable manner: "Well, take it off."

Yin Ciyue hesitated for a moment: "Is it okay not to take it?"

In order to prevent hearing the words of rejection from that soft mouth, he hugged him tightly, then buried him in the socket of his shoulder and rubbed lightly as if coquettishly, and pecked at the darker mark on the white skin twice by the way.Now Ah Yan's whole body is full of traces left by him. This cognition makes Yin Ciyue extremely satisfied, and he can only resolve it by hugging him even tighter.

Yan Luofan, who was being hugged, turned his head in another direction, tried hard to understand the meaning of this sentence, and finally thought of another common routine in novels, his pupils trembled, and his eyes were shocked: "You mean to keep doing this Lock me up?"

Is this captivity?Must be.

He pulled the long chain in his hand, and found the other end on Yin Ciyue's wrist without any accident, his expression blanked: "Seriously?"

Yin Ciyue held Yan Luofan's face, and said in a coaxing tone to an ignorant child, "It only takes seven days, and it will disappear after the contract is formed. Ah Yan, can you hold on?"

No, Yan Luofan was once again very clearly aware of Yin Ciyue's emotional abnormality, he pushed the person away without thinking and shook his head, with a rare tough attitude: "Impossible."

"Why?" Yin Ciyue asked back.

I really don't understand why there is a need to ask this question, after all, it was for something meaningless from the beginning, Yan Luofan looked at the chain speechlessly: "It's useless, isn't it?"

"No."

Yin Ciyue answered seriously, her eyes dimmed, she grabbed Yan Luofan's black hair, and almost muttered to herself: "Ah Yan always wants to run away from me, and he looks like he has nothing to worry about. "I don't care enough about everything, and talk about my own affairs like a narrator who is watching, and my emotions are so cold that there are no waves.

How much he wished that Yan Luofan could hate someone, such as Gu Gongru who tried to hurt others, the city master Yan who killed his father, or Yin Shilang who once wanted to kill Ah Yan... No, not at all.

A Yan draws a huge gap between himself and others, which cannot be bridged.

Yin Ciyue grasped the life-saving chain even tighter, fixed her eyes on Yan Luofan without moving away, and fell into a paranoid expressionless face: "This is the only way to keep Ah Yan."

The threads of love in this chain will be entangled forever.

So what was going on, Yan Luofan lowered his eyes guiltily, looked at the beautiful chain shining with silver light, and took a step back: "Forget it, if you can be happy like this."

The air seemed to be poured into ice, and the stagnation spread between the two of them, and the only thing I could hear was the crisp birdsong on the peach blossom tree in the small courtyard.

Yin Ciyue's heart felt as if a piece of it had been directly gouged out, the pain was tearing, and the blood spurting from the wound turned into a choking breath in his throat. He lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "Ah Yan cares about me."

The tone seemed to be convincing himself.

Who can understand his Ah Yan better than Yin Ciyue?If you no longer have the idea of ​​leaving, the answer you get will not be obedience, but try to show your attitude based on reason, saying 'I will not leave, you think too much'.

"very nice."

When Yin Ciyue said this, the curvature of the corners of his mouth had completely disappeared. He stretched out his hand to embrace his Taoist companion in his arms, but the uneasiness that was about to be lost could not be comforted in the slightest.

Yan Luofan's intuition was wrong, but in the end he still didn't make it clear, after all, sometimes the words "everything is safe" rely on all kinds of concealment and pretending not to know.The handcuffs are just worn, and Yin Ciyue, the protagonist, is not ashamed, so why should he care that he will leave sooner or later?

It's only seven days.

In fact, he spent the past hundred years leisurely. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to investigate the circumstances under which Venerable Wuqian disappeared, but he never found any clues, so he put it on hold. Let's go into details, don't worry.

"What is Ah Yan thinking?"

Yan Luofan came back to his senses, and said with a broken smile: "You have caused too much battle when you come back, I dare say that the city lord will come to Xingshi to inquire after ten days of banquet." Knock the benefits.

Only acquaintances can guess that he was the Lord of Yan City a hundred years ago, and it is difficult for other people to associate two people of different genders together. Needless to say, "In the future at most, the entire cultivation world will have you thinking differently. Insensitive rumours."

In particular, the prophecy of mutual destiny will become the best reason to attack, and it can also be used in the name of Yin Ciyue's good.

Yan Luofan figured out what happened next, and decided to add fuel to the flames. He raised his face with a sly smile: "As soon as these seven days are over, we will return to Yancheng."

Sure enough, everything was developing as expected, and the rumors in the cultivation world became more and more powerful with the help of people with a heart. Regarding what happened on the day of the martial arts contest to recruit a relative, every time you pass by a teahouse, you can hear a strange saying, what is "fake"? The deliberate seduction of the masked beauty", "Yin Ciyue lost her Taoist partner so she found a substitute plaything", the closest statement to the truth is actually "the masked beauty is the reincarnation of the original Yancheng princess".

However, the last statement is a bit of whitewashing, and it was suppressed by force. It is actually a combination of the first and the second statement that is widely circulated.

And the Lord Yan, who was operating behind the scenes, broke an unknown number of porcelain bowls this day, making a mess all over the place, and lost his temper: "Yin Ciyue hasn't replied yet?"

The little girl who came to pass the message lowered her head timidly: "Listen, I heard that my uncle is getting tired of that masked beauty all day long, and stays behind closed doors. Maybe he doesn't know about the rumors."

The Banquet City Master directly flipped the table and roared incompetently, "Get lost."

After hearing the death of the two members of the Yin family, he couldn't be more happy. Isn't Yin Ciyue tightly held by the Yan family?Unexpectedly, there was an accident where he couldn't use the spiritual energy, and all his plans were destroyed!Now it is stronger, but the banquet Luofan that can be used to catch people is not up to the mark, it will disappear if it disappears.

His years of training were wasted.

This is absolutely not possible, at least Yin Ciyue has to pay for some benefits.

Thinking of this, he pushed the door open again, and asked the little girl guarding the door: "How about what I told you to do?"

The little girl bowed her head respectfully, and told the result: "Now everyone says that Yin Ciyue was bewitched by the love of Hehuan Sect."

The Yan City Master was very satisfied with the result, and then arranged another person: "Continue to send letters to the Hehuan faction, no matter whether there is a reply, don't stop."

"Yes."

The man took the order and pushed it down.

The flying cranes flew to the Acacia faction with letters, but within a few days they piled up like a mountain, among which the owner of the Yan city accounted for a small part, but they were picked out and put aside, and Yan Luofan would go back when he had nothing to do. After a few glances, the contents inside are pretty much the same.

At this moment, he was lying on the wicker chair that Yin Ciyue wove by himself, yawning boredly.

In the past few days, many people who came to visit were turned away. Even Venerable Xingxi, who wanted to chat with the young apprentice, was coaxed away with an excuse, because of the shiny and dazzling handcuffs.

"A Yan, do you want to drink water?"

Yan Luofan turned his head weakly and replied casually, "Okay."

His eyes first fell on the cup in Yin Ciyue's hand, and then on the strong wrist. He was glad that the chains of connection could be extended infinitely under natural circumstances, otherwise the two of them would really be inseparable.

Yan Luofan stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Yin Ciyue avoided it.

Yan Luofan lost his hands, "What's wrong?"

Yin Ciyue walked to his side, handed the teacup to his mouth, and changed the topic: "How does Ah Yan plan to deal with the Lord Yan?"

Yan Luofan drank two sips of tea, lamented Yin Ciyue's good craftsmanship in his heart, "Let him die like my... father."

This is only fair, the pause in the middle is entirely due to the incompatibility of the title.

The tea in the cup was quickly drunk, Yan Luofan felt a little belatedly, and joked: "Are you raising me like a waste? If this continues, I probably won't be able to live without you..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't continue with the remaining words, because he realized that this might really be Yin Ciyue's purpose.

It's not necessary, it's really not necessary, but there's no need to be upset over such a trivial matter, Yan Luofan finally chose to indulge, he has been regressing for various reasons, but he is not troubled by it.To say that the only headache in the small courtyard is——

"In broad daylight, what is this for?"

Yin Ciyue found an opportunity to get close to him again, if it's just a couple of kisses, it's okay, it's always endless.

Yan Luofan's loose robe, which was originally loose for comfort, was almost untied in the blink of an eye, half hung on his waist and wrist, and he could only maintain the original movement and rub his Taoist companion's soft black hair , helplessly said: "Can this rattan chair support the two of us?"

"can."

After Yin Ciyue said this, she sucked Yan Luofan's lips, blocked that mouth that was accustomed to lying, and fell into obsession together.

After so many days, Yan Luofan also knows what the people in front of him care about, and he is willing to make people happy. Yin Ciyue is now carving marks on his collarbone, and the natural long black hair brushing against his skin makes it itchy , he flinched and chuckled, "I like you."

Ah Yan of his family rarely said such straightforward words, Yin Ciyue was startled, and then hugged him even tighter: "I know."

But he is very greedy and wants to be the most important.

Now the piece of jade belonging to Ah Yan has all turned red, and he is very happy.

……

When Yan Luofan woke up groggy, the sky outside the window was already dark, so he turned over and continued to close his eyes.

There is another reason for putting the castellan on hold for a long time, and that is that Yan Chaoyu, who is the castellan's own flesh and blood, cannot explain it to him. Although he can say some words that should not be involved with grievances, his feelings are not unreasonable.

So he turned over again and looked at Yin Ciyue, who was sleepy and peaceful in front of him. The first thought that popped up in his mind was: The protagonist is not working as hard as before, and he will sneak to the back mountain to practice hard when he is in Lingu Valley , why did you regress?

"So lovely."

Yin Ciyue, who was sleeping, shed the sharp coldness all over her body, and her handsome face, which was always expressionless and cold, showed softness at this moment. She should be the most proud child of the Creator, so she can be impeccable, even Chang Even the dark eyelashes that seem to be able to support a small wooden stick are cute.

There is nothing that does not conform to his aesthetics.

Just as he was seriously admiring, Yin Ciyue opened his eyes after his eyelashes fluttered slightly. He had been in a light sleep to deal with the accident. At this moment, he happened to meet his gaze: "I, is there something on my face?"

Yan Luofan looked at the shy Yin Ciyue, and actually felt nostalgic. He couldn't help rubbing the hot ears in front of him, and pretended to be vicious: "Remember, if I am struck by thunder Hacking to death is definitely your fault!"

Yin Ciyue didn't understand where the words came from.

Until the end of the [-]th day, they did not go to Yanchengzhu's place as originally planned, mainly because the headmaster of Linguyu couldn't drag it any longer. Will go directly to Hehuan Pai Tiren.

Saying goodbye to the head of the Hehuan faction, he was cast a few teasing glances at him, forced to stuff a few classics, and finally left with mixed feelings.

As soon as I arrived at the Shanmen Pass, I saw a lot of people blocking it from a distance, and it was a huge area.

Yan Luofan reckoned that it was all here to apologize, and when the spirit beast was released, it was as expected, those people were either trying to shift responsibility from each other, or pointing out their own pity. It was taken hastily, with no remorse at all, and even very few characters are still suppressed by the so-called friendship of the same family.

The standard act of being cannon fodder.

But before he could open his mouth, the head of Linguyu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, appeared, calmly waving his sleeves and knocking those people to the ground, the scene was chaotic, but after seeing clearly who did it, he Silence immediately.

"One person goes to Xingsi Peak to get 180 eight lashes, and then go to Siguoya!"

Those disciples didn't even argue, Nuonuo left.

The head of Lin said helplessly: "Are you satisfied with this?"

Yin Ciyue was noncommittal, and after slightly nodding his head, he called "Master", with an ordinary attitude, he had never complained about the sudden retreat of the head of the sect.

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