After coaxing old enemies into avatars

Yun Jian obediently lay beside Sheng Huaizhao, with his palm lightly resting on his waist, soothing him to sleep kindly.

The drunken madness of the person in front of him is about to stop, but he seems to be afraid of the cold, and he gently pushes into Yun Jian's arms like a defenseless little animal.

The strands of hair clung to Yun Jian's collarbone, and itched tightly, quietly arousing the tense nerves.

This was stronger than the impact of throwing himself into a hug, Yun Jian moved back an inch uncomfortably, keeping the secret of his sudden rise away from him.

But he moved cautiously for a while, and the sleeping Sheng Huaizhao let out a low moan of dissatisfaction, hooked his waist with one hand and snatched him back.

Yun Jian closed his eyes resignedly, and hugged him tightly for a while.

The tent was quiet, and some people fell asleep peacefully.

The muddled dream was played from his brain like a film, and when Sheng Huaizhao opened his eyes, he felt his head was a little heavy, and he was still a little bit out of his wits.

After all, Zuixianting is a famous wine in the cultivation world. It is enjoyable when drunk, and has no other side effects when awake.

He opened his hazy eyes and looked around, but he didn't recognize which bedroom this was.

The system in the sea of ​​consciousness said quietly: This is Yunjian's bed.

Sheng Huaizhao lightly rubbed his temples, the memory of Lingquan is still there, but it's a little fuzzy: ... Am I drunk.

System: Be confident, we are not only drunk, but also crazy.

"cough……"

This was really unexpected, Sheng Huaizhao coughed lightly for a while, and smoothed his throat: This drunk man, shouldn't be particularly crazy, right?

System: That depends on how you define it. If you think it's not crazy to fight with Yun Jian on the bed, then it's not crazy.

Sheng Huaizhao: ...

He seldom drinks alcohol, and he knows how to stop drinking every time he touches alcohol, because he has never been drunk since he was a child.He still hasn't figured out where his drinking capacity is.

... Careless.

His knuckles landed on the soft brocade quilt beside him, and it seemed that there was still warmth left, obviously he was not the only one lying here.

Looking around, Sheng Huaizhao was just about to ask where Yun Jian was, when a figure swayed outside the gauze tent.

Yun Jian came back with a suit of clothes, and when he saw him wake up, he went to the edge of the bed: "How is it, is there any discomfort or discomfort? Do you want some water?"

It is still dusk now, and Little Crying Bag's personality is still there.

Sheng Huaizhao wanted to speak, but found that his voice was very hoarse. The person in front of him reacted quickly, and immediately handed him the water.

"Moisten your throat."

"...Thank you." Sheng Huaizhao took a sip, looked at Yun Jian's suit beside the bed, "What is this?"

Yun Jian faltered, he just felt strange, and now he saw a corner of the brocade quilt exposed.

Pretty youthful and delicate powder.

He stretched his legs and kicked under the quilt, and after he was sure that he was the only one here, he lifted the quilt in disbelief.

The huge dormitory fell silent in an instant.

The scattered gauze skirts were piled up in front of him, and the collar on his chest was even half open. His current state was like a concubine who had just finished serving her bed.

Sheng Huaizhao quickly grabbed the brocade quilt and wrapped himself into a rice dumpling, only showing his head for a while: "What's going on!?"

Could it be that he was drunk and broke his clothes?

Impossible with his small body?And this is not a dress-up game, why did he wake up wearing such a girly outfit?Did he do anything unmanly?

Seeing his reaction, Yun Jian was a little astonished, seeming to be comforting but clumsy: "Your coat was torn when you were in Lingquan, and you had no other choice at that time..."

Sheng Huaizhao was silenced by his words "there is no other choice".

Looking at Xiaokuibao's red ears, can he not know why he is dressed like this?

"But, but we are husband and wife," Yun Jian looked down at the new clothes he was holding in front of him, "Huai Zhao, do you mind?"

Sheng Huaizhao never thought that the "husband and wife" that he often used to block the mouth of the iceberg would one day be used by Xiao Kuibao to fight against him.

"No, I don't mind. I'll change clothes first, and you go out for a while." He pretended to be calm, but his hands tightly held the hem of the skirt.

No, he doesn't admit it.

Never admit it.

Happily, Xiao Chou was so aggressive: "On the day we got married, you were also like this... jerky?"

"..."

Yun Jian leaned over and put one hand on Sheng Huaizhao's side, so frightened that the brocade was shaken violently by the rice dumpling.

"What, what are you doing?" Sheng Huaizhao tightened his grip on the quilt, looking at him warily.

"I want to change it for you, and I want to help you tie your hair." The boy's eyes were full of longing, like some kind of animal that continued to snuggle up to his partner, "Is that okay?"

System: Host, admit it.

He is younger than you, you can't play with him.

Seeing that Sheng Huaizhao's eyes were gradually turning red, as if the heat from drinking had faded away, Yun Jian lowered his head and kissed the center of his brow.

"I'm joking." He chuckled, and pulled away reluctantly, "Get up, Young Master Jiang is waiting for us to visit Mian'an."

"Yeah." Sheng Huaizhao lowered his head, the response was too short, and he couldn't hear his emotions at the moment.

Yun Jian turned and walked out the door.

The system was trying to figure out the current mood of his host, but saw that the zongzi that had been guarded against it just now collapsed, and Sheng Huaizhao plunged into the pillow.

The system was startled. Just as he thought something was wrong with him, he saw that Sheng Huaizhao's ears were flushed with disheveled black hair.

It suppressed a smile, kept silent and didn't ask any more questions.

Sheng Huaizhao raised his hand and tapped the back of his head lightly, as if he was using practical actions to get rid of some distracting thoughts, and when he got up again, his expression was normal.

The gauze skirt was still on the ground, and he put on the clothes Yunjian sent viciously as if angry.

But when he retracted his waist, he found that the jade teeth were moving faintly like restless.

System: Host, what's wrong?

Sheng Huaizhao covered his hands and condensed his jade teeth, and whispered: No, I just have to take my pet for a walk.

Before the system realized when he raised his "pet", Sheng Huaizhao had already lowered his head, pulled out the belt of the peach pink gauze skirt, and then gently tossed the jade teeth up.

This is the first time the system has seen Sheng Huaizhao summon the white tiger in a non-combat state.

The spiritual pressure suddenly rose, the vicious tiger suddenly appeared, and the slender and sharp fangs appeared in an instant, but before he could show his fierceness, Sheng Huaizhao's palm fell on his head.

"Get smaller." Sheng Huaizhao said without emotion while wrapping the ribbon.

If someone else was in the room right now, they would surely be able to see that the fierce and ferocious white tiger seemed to be dispelled in an instant, and then dissipated in its original form, turning into the size of a kitten.

He was obviously vicious, but he had to obey.

The pink belt fell in front of the white tiger, and Sheng Huaizhao squatted down: "Raise your paws."

The little white tiger bared its teeth fiercely, but lifted its front feet obediently.

Sheng Huaizhao made a simple leash with a pink belt, slipped it to make sure it was firm, and then led the little white tiger outside the door: "If you want to stay out for a while, you'd better be obedient."

The little white tiger was extremely stern: "Meow."

The setting sun melts gold, and the evening clouds merge.

The white tiger seemed to have been restrained for a long time. When the door opened, it excitedly jumped out of the threshold, but because of its short legs, unfortunately, it stopped and spun around on the ground like a tiger.

Yun Jian, who was guarding the door, stared at the white tuanzi that rolled down to his feet, his eyebrows leaped with novel joy, he hugged the fluffy little white tiger: "Huai Zhao, is this the vicious tiger guarding the mountain?"

Sheng Huai Zhao paused, he was still thinking about how to convince Yun Jian that this was a "pet", but Xiao Kui Bao was smarter than he imagined.

He knew that Sheng Huaizhao subdued Baihu, but he never asked why.

The eyebrows that he kissed just now seemed to be burning again, Sheng Huaizhao staggered his eyes uncomfortably: "...Well, being a pet is quite obedient, do you like it?"

Yun Jian's pure black pupils quickly fainted with a smile: "I like it, thank you Huai Zhao."

The sincere gaze made Sheng Huaizhao uncomfortable, he coughed lightly, and put the ribbon into Yun Jian's arms: "Then hold it."

The little crying bag is indeed a child's mind, hugging the new pet and not letting go, all the previous images in the dormitory are forgotten.

Baihu wanted to come out to get some fresh air, but he didn't expect that his limbs would not be able to touch the ground when he stepped out of the threshold, and he was so angry that he kicked Yun Jian's hand with his paws.

"...Hiss." Yun Jian was caught off guard and gasped lightly.

Sheng Huaizhao looked back and watched the little white tiger let go of his mouth angrily, and Tuliu Yunjian looked at himself with a small finger bitten out.

Bright red drops of blood came out, and Yun Jian was aggrieved: "It bit me, does it not like me?"

Sheng Huaizhao wanted to say that the white tiger actually didn't like him either.

"It's okay, it has a bad temper." Sheng Huaizhao raised his hand and tapped the little white tiger's head, his voice was low, "You try to resist again?"

The grinning little white tiger snorted, and then lay obediently in Yun Jian's arms. The people in front of him were still unwilling to let it go, and looked at Sheng Huaizhao aggrievedly while pinching their fingers.

Sheng Huaizhao was a little funny: "I can't give you a rabies vaccine, can you stop the bleeding yourself?"

Compared with the injuries he suffered before, this small cut was almost at the level of mosquito bites, but the little crying bag took the opportunity to sell miserably, Sheng Huaizhao had no choice but to lower his head and blew on his fingertips: "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. "

Yun Jian suppressed the smile on his lower lips and whispered, "You are so kind."

Seeing him acting like a coquettish baby, Sheng Huaizhao instinctively felt a little uneasy.

I always feel that it was because he was drunk and committed something that Yun Jian made the leap from a good baby to a love brain with such an oppressive force.

It's a pity that he can't remember what absurd things he did when he was drunk. The system said that they fought each other on the bed... Couldn't it be that he had a long-standing grudge and broke out after being drunk, and beat the little crying bag?

After hesitating for a moment, Sheng Huaizhao said in a low voice, "You, are you injured anywhere?"

Yun Jian reacted later: "You didn't hit me when you were drunk."

"Oh." Sheng Huaizhao bowed his head, and immediately understood that what the system said was unreliable. Instead of tangling in embarrassment for a long time, it is better to point directly, "Then what did I do?"

Yun Jian paused for a moment, his cheeks blushed uncomfortably, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, it's nothing..."

No face can be so red.

Things became more and more suspicious, Sheng Huaizhao stopped the question: "Let's go."

Yun Jian quietly caught his expression in his eyes, and followed his intention to change the subject: "The Huai Yujian Lord will be with me later."

Sheng Huaizhao's eyelashes twitched slightly, Lord Jian is so elegant and he is with them?

System: Probably because he likes Yunjian.

Huai Yujian Junxiong looks at the world, and he has met so many young sword cultivators with amazing bones that he can even step on the threshold of Yuanxing Palace, but he has only accepted Xie Jinyi as a disciple for so many years, which is enough to show his high requirements.

Now that Yun Jian appeared, not only almost defeated his only disciple, but he was also a demon cultivator, and he could break into the demon realm and slaughter the ancient monster Blood Moon Spider alone, how could he not catch his eyes.

Sheng Huaizhao twisted the drooping hair behind his back: What was the first encounter between Yun Jian and Jianjun in the original book?

System: The author of the original book used this plot as a slap in the face. At that time, Yun Jian hadn’t killed the Demon Lord when he met the Sword Lord. The elders of several major sects looked down on a brat who had no name, but later Yun Jian brought your The head came out of the Demon Realm and slapped the face.

Very good, he is indeed the most critical cannon fodder supporting role in the early stage. Even after the finale, the human head still has the function of slapping people.

System: Later, Sword Lord regretted it very much, but at that time Xie Jinyi had already broken with the Jiang family and became an enemy of Yun Jian. In order to save his disciple from entering the Demon Realm alone, he took another branch route.

It's the same vulgar routine that I ignored at the beginning and couldn't afford to climb later.

System: I'm a local dog, let me say first, I quite like this kind of routine.

But now Huai Yujian Jun has deeply understood Yun Jian's uniqueness, and this face should not be able to be beaten.

Jiang Chenxian and Xie Jinyi were already waiting for them in front of the palace gate.

Sheng Huaizhao approached Yun Jian sideways: "Didn't you say that Lord Jian is with us?"

As soon as the words were finished, an awe-inspiring sword intent descended from the sky, Yun Jian protected Sheng Huaizhao with his backhand, and went towards him.

The Zhaoyue Sword stopped steadily in front of the two of them, and a black-haired young man in Tsing Yi came lightly stepping on the hilt of the sword.

"Good evening." The boy's eyes were like the moon, and he greeted the two of them crisply.

Sheng Huaizhao's head was full of question marks, and Yun Jian in front of him tilted his head and said in a low voice, "This is the Sword Lord."

Although Mian'an is a fairy island, there are also many ordinary people. It is impossible not to cause a sensation when walking on the street with white hair.

So he turned into a boy and came late.

Huai Yujian seems to be... more friendly to the people than he imagined.

Sheng Huaizhao turned around, only to find that Jiang Chenxian and Xie Jinyi looked tense and quite stiff.

Instead, the black-haired swordsman waved to the two of them first: "What are you two doing there, come here."

Sheng Huaizhao: ...System, why does he look so lively.

The system doesn't know either: Bi, after all, she's pretending to be young.

The Sword Lord fell to the ground lightly, and with the spirit sword sheathed, he walked towards the two of them with a smile.

However, Yun Jian didn't show any face, and stood sideways in front of Sheng Huaizhao, unwilling to let outsiders approach Sheng Huaizhao at all.

Huai Yujian Jun understood, and stopped in front of the two of them: "Mian'an is so lively tonight, you can let go and play."

Xie Jinyi and Jiang Chen looked at each other, neither of them dared to talk to the master, like two conscientious guards guarding them.

The expected relaxation did not appear, but the atmosphere was tense as if it were out of balance.

Sword Lord is calm and at ease, with his knuckles wrapped around the tassel of the sword, with a boyish innocence: "Are you going to release the river lantern?"

Xie Jinyi bowed his head immediately: "Yes, my disciple will go and give instructions..."

"Jinyi." Huai Yujian Jun Jiansui flicked lightly, "Didn't I just say that it would be good to treat me as a companion? If so, what's the point of my outing with you?"

Xie Jinyi blinked lightly, a little at a loss.

Since entering the Yuanxing Palace, the words "respecting the teacher and respecting the way" have been hanging over the heads of all the disciples. Although he is the only disciple of Lord Huai Yujian, he does not see the Lord more often than other disciples.

To be honest, he also couldn't figure out the temperament of the Sword Lord, let alone figure out what the current situation would be considered as a violation of the rules.

Jiang Chen raised his hand lightly on Xie Jinyi's waist, and patted it comfortingly: "Since this is the case, let me do my best as a landlord and go to the full building first, where there is the most famous fairy kiln in Mian'an Roast chicken."

Although there are a lot of food in Mian'an Hall, since you want to travel, it is more suitable to taste the fireworks in the world.

Huai Yujian Jun chuckled, looked down and saw the little white tiger in Yun Jian's hand, he leaned over curiously: "Hey, is this the mountain vicious tiger of the Yanfeng Sect? Name, so it seems, domesticated well."

Sheng Huaizhao subconsciously turned behind Yun Jian, instinctively wanting to ignore this problem.

Yun Jian noticed his avoidance, and lightly held the person behind him with the hand hanging by his side: "Actually, it's a bit fierce."

Huai Yujian raised his hand to Yun Jian: "Can I try holding it?"

Yun Jian turned his eyes slightly, and felt that Sheng Huaizhao behind him gave a slight nod, and then gently lifted the little white tiger in his arms away.

However, as soon as Huai Yujian Jun stretched out his hand, the little white tiger quickly exploded and bit his fingertips.

Jiang Chenxian was frightened into a daze by this ignorant little thing, and Xie Jinyi stepped forward quickly: "Master, master, master..."

"No problem." Huai Yujian Jun comforted the frightened disciple, and flicked his fingertips with a smile, "Oh, it doesn't seem to like me very much."

Sheng Huaizhao: What to do, he is really like the kind of elder relative who owes money during the Chinese New Year, the kind who makes children anxious and laughs.

System: It doesn't have to be so precise.

Yun Jian lightly lifted the little white tiger by the back of the neck, hesitating for a while: "I was bitten by him too."

"Then it looks like it has personality, and it should follow the master."

As soon as the words fell, Sheng Huaizhao felt Jian Jun's eyes swept over him.

Lord Jian knew from the very beginning that it was not Yun Jian who tamed the little white tiger.

... This feeling of being tempted and speculated is not very comfortable, Sheng Huaizhao pretended not to know, bowed his head and followed the little white tiger with a few words: "You have such a big temper, Yun advises you to scold it."

The Sword Lord still kept on asking, "So does it have a name? Or is it just called Little White Tiger?"

This time, it was not only Yun's remonstrance, but even Xie Jinyi and Jiang Chenxian, who were standing aside, realized that Jianjun was deliberately accosting Sheng Huaizhao.

System: Host, it seems a bit obvious that we are hiding like this, why don't you reply to him.

Sheng Huaizhao let out a long sigh, feeling more and more that Jianjun's posture looked like a person.

It's just that I can't remember it for a while.

"No name, just call me whatever you want."

Huai Yujian Jun bowed his head with a smile, and leaned close to the little white tiger. He found that his breath could make it grin, but he never tired of approaching it.

The little white tiger was so angry that he opened his teeth and claws and wanted to scratch him.

The little thing finally settled in Yun Jian's arms, Jiang Chenxian took people to the building full of customers, the shopkeeper saw that the person who came was Young Master Jiang, immediately took them to the most luxurious wing, and served the best dishes one by one offer.

"Master Jiang is full of customers, it really makes our place flourish!" The shopkeeper came up to receive five people in person, and he was very enthusiastic back and forth.

The shopkeeper's eyes fell on the young man in Tsing Yi, and he handed him two cushions thoughtfully: "Come on, young master, you can't reach the table, so use a cushion."

Huai Yujian smiled heartily: "Thank you, shopkeeper."

Sheng Huaizhao kept silent, and he didn't know how the shopkeeper would feel when he found out the truth and found out that he gave Jian Jun a butt pad.

Because of the protection of the Jiang family, there is no curfew in Mian'an City, and the street is still very lively at this point, and the scenery at this location is quite good, and you can just see the lake by the city from a distance.

The news of Jiang Wanzhu's safe return spread throughout the fairy island. They heard that Miss Jiang was still awake, and they would spontaneously hand out river lanterns to pray for her tonight.

This wing room is full of distinguished guests, and the dishes and drinks are served quickly. Sheng Huaizhao just tilted his head and looked out the window for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the table was already full.

Jiang Chen felt a little headache: "I made it clear that we should be treated as ordinary guests."

Xie Jinyi opened the chair for him: "No problem, sit down."

Putting one hand on the table, Huai Yujian Jun glanced at the two of them, and his gaze rested leisurely in front of Yun Jian and Sheng Huaizhao.

"I heard from Jin Yi that the two of you are more willing to participate in the Four Continents Conference than the teacher's invitation?"

"Yes." Sheng Huaizhao replied, "After all, in the Demon Realm, we rely on Daoist Xie to hunt and kill ancient monsters. It would be unfair to get a teacher's invitation in exchange for this, and it will inevitably fall into the mouth."

This answer was exactly the same as what Jiang Chenxian said, being considerate and thorough.

"If I say, I like the two of you very much, and you don't need a teacher's letter, and you don't need to get good grades in the Four Continents Conference, what do you think?"

Xie Jinyi frowned slightly, and raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

Huai Yujian Jun has always kept his promises. Even if he said it in a joking tone, if he can say this, it is obvious that he has really moved his heart.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid I'd cry with joy, and I would like to thank Daojun for his favor.

However, Yun Jian was not moved by it, and his eyes fell back to follow Sheng Huaizhao: "I practice martial arts and practice swordsmanship hard, just to protect Huai Zhao, and I don't ask sincerely."

As soon as these words came out, the table went quiet.

Yun Jian's answer was a bit clueless.

It's like a top-ranking school enrolling students independently, asking you how to plan your time and what learning methods you have, but the answer you receive is: It doesn't matter, just take the test casually.

Whoever listens next to it will have itchy teeth.

Huai Yujian Jun just responded with a smile: "Since you have achieved such accomplishments in casual practice, I am even more interested. The Four Continents Conference gathers talents, you must act carefully, and don't take it lightly."

Sheng Huaizhao paused for a while, then raised his eyes: I think of who Jianjun looks like.

System: who?

Sheng Huaizhao: My class teacher when I was studying.

When he was still studying, he was just like Yun Jian, a bastard who spent his days ignorant of learning and skills, but his grades were ridiculously good.

At that time, he was a frequent visitor to the teacher's office, and the head teacher seemed determined to pry open Sheng Huaizhao's heart, and preached to him in a tone of "I don't want to control you, I just look forward to you".

More or less, it became Sheng Huaizhao's shadow.

The atmosphere on the table was just right, Yun Jian looked at the people around him with a smile, and just wanted to take the opportunity to act like a baby, when the last ray of light in the sky disappeared.

Intense drowsiness hit, Xiao Kuibao only felt that his consciousness was broken.

It's like urging him to sleep, but something is about to wake up.