After coaxing old enemies into avatars

Yun Jian's cold expression and the two red marks in front of his eyes complement each other, rebellion is mixed with charm, making people unable to move their eyes away.

System: Wow——

Sheng Huaizhao also rarely satirized the system nympho, after all, Bingshan's spotless character is quite amazing.

Yun Jian held a sword flower chicly, and said condescendingly, "You know I'm following you."

Sheng Huaizhao tilted his head lightly, and asked, "Are all the stalkers so arrogant now?"

Yun Jian frowned very lightly, and followed Sheng Huaizhao out, just to find out if this person was secretly up to something.

He has doubts about the fact that he appeared in various places without memory, and even more doubts about Sheng Huaizhao's "I used to love".

And before... Yun Jian's hand holding the sword became more and more forceful, and the demon wolf before was obviously not enough for him to express his depression and restlessness at this time.

Torture and interrogation are ineffective. Although he has nothing to do with Sheng Huaizhao, he has already decided not to let this person casually escape from his control.

Seeing that Yun Jian didn't speak, Sheng Huaizhao snorted softly: "Hem and haw, don't tell me that you followed all the way just because you wanted to watch the lantern with me."

When mentioning the lantern, Yun Jian was the first to recall the rabbit lantern that Sheng Huaizhao had just seen, and the lights were flourishing along the way.

Just a few words on the street, he can casually smile and give gifts.

Yun Jian felt unhappy, but saw that Sheng Huaizhao turned his head and his smile faded away for a moment, the tenderness and shyness just now seemed to be fleeting, and it was shattered with one blow.

This person has always been difficult to figure out, sometimes he seems to be deeply affectionate and sometimes indifferent, and he acts as he pleases.Who knows if the rabbit lamp just now was deliberately sent away by him when he realized that he was casual, just to annoy himself.

Yun Jian's voice deepened by two points, revealing a cold sarcasm: "I am passionate."

Sheng Huaizhao: "Oh."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked back.

Yun Jian's gaze slowly fell from his back to the breathless wild wolf on the ground, and after a moment of concentration, a trace of evil spirit wafted out of the wolf's mouth.

Yun Jian grasped it out of thin air, and the evil energy suddenly shattered and disappeared without a trace.

When he turned to leave, he saw Sheng Huaizhao's shadow by the river just now.

The man folded his hands, his clear and beautiful face was a little pale due to the cold, his eyelashes were slightly drawn when the wind blew past, revealing a little unreal cuteness.

Sheng Huaizhao originally planned to let him take him back, so he suppressed his temper and said, "I was being sentimental before, but now I say, I want to accompany you to watch the lanterns, and go back together?"

The system kept handing him the steps in his mind: Yes, you just forgot the way back!Otherwise, how could it be possible to wait for Yun Jian!Hmph, I advise the protagonist not to be shameless, come quickly and take you back to the inn!

Sheng Huaizhao's hair was smoothed out, and as soon as his expression eased up, he saw Bingshan pass by with a blank expression on his face.

Yun Jian: "Whimsical."

Sheng Huaizhao: "..."

Although he said it was whimsical, Sheng Huaizhao silently followed behind him, but he didn't see Yun Jian showing disgust.

System: Does he know that you are lost?

Sheng Huaizhao stared at the back of the attacker and did not respond.

It was only after going around several folds that the scenery gradually became familiar, Sheng Huaizhao was a little depressed, how did he walk at will?If he is alone, he will definitely not be able to go back.

A few casual cultivators passed by and chatted unintentionally: "Have you heard? The Yanfeng faction closest to Meixianyu was slaughtered."

"I heard that it was the new big demon who did it. Taking advantage of the absence of the most proud disciple of the Yanfeng Sect, the three peaks were turned upside down."

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Jiang returned to the sect recently and decided to investigate the matter thoroughly, so that the great demon will pay for his blood..."

Sheng Huaizhao was pretending to have a headache unintentionally, and his side hurt.

He lowered his head, and saw a child holding candied haws fell in front of him, looking at the candied haws rolled to the ground, he was about to cry.

Sheng Huaizhao felt that he was destined to be caught crying.

He bent down slightly and lifted the child up from the ground: "Does it hurt from the fall?"

The child shook his head with tears in his eyes, wanting to cry or not, like Sheng Huaizhao ruined his beloved things.

Just as Sheng Huaizhao wanted to pay him back, the lady next door held a lantern with a smile on her face: "My lord, if you want to coax children, use this."

A peach lantern and a bunch of candied haws were handed over.

Sheng Huaizhao almost wondered if these two were dating each other.

But seeing the child staring at the candied haws eagerly, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to confess: "How much?"

The candied haws and the lantern were handed over, and the child burst into tears and smiled sweetly, "Thank you brother."

Sheng Huaizhao sighed: "Be careful and watch the road."

As soon as he raised his head, Sheng Huaizhao met Yun Jian's eyes in the brilliant lights.

Probably because of the warm candlelight, his dark red eyes were less inviolable than when he was alone, and they were full of smoke and fire in the world.

Sheng Huaizhao somehow felt that his eyes didn't seem so cold.

The aunt from the stall next door looked at the two of them, and saw a business opportunity again: "Master, is that your younger brother? Are you angry with you?"

Sheng Huaizhao paused for a moment, feeling unable to say anything, so he nodded.

"There is no overnight feud between brothers. Come on, you can buy him a lamp and coax him." The aunt said and stuffed a flower lantern in Sheng Huaizhao's hand, familiar and eager: "Seeing that you and I are destined, I only charge you three renminbi for this lantern, but it costs five renminbi for this work on weekdays..."

Before Sheng Huaizhao could refuse this all-pervasive sales promotion, Yun Jian had already walked to his side.

The iceberg is worthy of being an iceberg, and it would be frozen for thousands of miles just by hitting the next door. The aunt just exchanged a glance with him, and then quickly changed her words: "...If it doesn't suit the young master's wishes, forget it."

Sheng Huaizhao was inexplicably amused, and took the lamp: "Okay, this is it."

The aunt thanked the two with a smile.

Sheng Huaizhao was in a good mood, so naturally he didn't care about the previous holidays, instead he became a little playful: "Send it to you, do you want it?"

Yun Jian glanced at the aunt who was counting the money, turned back indifferently and walked forward for a certain distance, and then sarcastically said: "There is so much spare money to fill up this street, why buy it one after another."

Sheng Huaizhao was scolded at the corner, he hesitated for a while: "What happened one after another... Did you see that I bought a lamp earlier?"

Bingshan looked cold, and the sudden counting question gave Sheng Huaizhao an inexplicable idea: "You mean the rabbit lamp?"

Afterwards, Yun Jian's face darkened visibly to the naked eye.

"The little girl who sold the lamp was eager to go home, so I bought it, and I thought the rabbit lamp was dropped, so I just passed it on to that girl." Sheng Huaizhao couldn't believe it, "Are you jealous?"

The word jealous suddenly hit Yun Jian's mind, and he was slightly surprised by the unfamiliarity.

This is the kind of thing that a sour scholar in a storybook would do. How could he, a demon cultivator of swordsmanship, have such a low-level mind?

Lively passed by from the corner of his eye, and he didn't look sideways: "You think too much."

But as soon as the words fell, the red ball had already been stuffed into his hands, and the thin bamboo that carried the lantern was still warm, and Yun Jian almost lost his grip.

When he came back to his senses, he had firmly grasped this extremely ordinary red lantern.

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