I don't have sex with my sister

"I heard that the charming man has come to Yanyang."

It was the afternoon, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going in the restaurant. Even the most indifferent people changed their expressions when they heard this, and turned their attention to the old man who was telling the story.

"The charmer? The demon cultivator who can control the sky fire?"

"Which charmer can there be!"

There were different opinions in the restaurant for a while, and many people showed timid expressions. Some people who were more cautious did not believe it, and questioned: "You can't talk nonsense, and those who are charming can't stay in the land of the monsters. Now, why come to Yanyang at this time?"

"Yes, yes." The four words "at this time" fixed their minds, and more people responded, "Come to Yanyang at this time, isn't it a self-inflicted trap!"

"In less than ten days, Tianwaitian will hold a Dao discussion meeting in Yanyang. Now it is the time when monks from various immortal sects gather together. How dare the charmers come here?"

Before the slightly panicked atmosphere eased up, the old gentleman shook his head solemnly, and said solemnly: "This is not a groundless rumor, it is someone who saw Charming Man in the outskirts of Yanyang yesterday, and it will probably happen soon. It spread throughout the city."

"Dai Baiyu's mask is an unquenchable fire." He stroked his beard and sighed, "There is no one but the charming one."

There was a moment of silence in the tavern, and then uncontrollable whispers rang out from all over the place. Most of the conversations were such as "It must be for the Daoxin lotus seeds, which are the prizes of the leaders of the Discussion Society", "It's just in time. This is a good opportunity to live with her", someone in the noise murmured, "This charming... is it male or female? Does it look good?"

There was a burst of laughter all around, and the storyteller couldn't help laughing, cleared his throat and picked up his old job of storytelling.

"This guest doesn't know something. The charming man is very mysterious, not to mention his appearance, no one even knows his real name."

"The charming person has only appeared wearing a white jade mask a few times. So far, no one has managed to get a glimpse of her true face. For those who have such thoughts, I don't know how many people have become a wisp of ashes burned by the sky."

"But judging from the accounts of people who have met her face to face, the charmer is undoubtedly a woman."

"Seven years ago, during the civil war among the demon tribes of Biluo Huangquan, the Charm was born. He used thunder to help the demon lord of Biluo Huangquan, Wan Shao, suppress the rebellion. The endless fireballs fell from the sky. It didn't look like a war, but rather like dazzling fireworks. But The rebel party was wiped out by her coefficients in just one night, and the fire in the sky burned for three days and three nights, so that only the dark night was reflected in the blue sky and the yellow spring everywhere."

"Everyone who witnessed her attracting fire from the sky said that although that person is a demon cultivator, his unparalleled demeanor is extremely gorgeous, and it can be called 'tonight, any evening, whoever sees this beauty'—"

"Sir."

The storyteller had just started talking when he was suddenly interrupted by someone. When he was feeling dissatisfied, he saw the person who spoke slowly walk up to him, put down a piece of silver on the case, and gently pushed it in front of him. .

"Why are you talking about these boring things." The woman dragged the end of her words lazily, with a cynical demeanor, "The weather is so good today, why don't you talk about... something less unpleasant."

The storyteller was secretly startled by the weight of the silver ingot, knowing that the people who appeared in Yanyang on the eve of the Dao Discussion Conference were most likely to be big figures from the Immortal Sect, subconsciously looked at the person in front of him, but after a glance, he felt... quite ordinary .

The woman was wearing a moon-white long gown, with an unattractive brocade bag hanging around her waist.The clothes are barely elegant, but the face is ordinary. It is a look that will not leave a deep impression if you fall in the crowd.

Those eyes were clear and bright, so beautiful that they seemed a bit out of place with his ordinary appearance.

Thinking of this in his heart, the storyteller didn't dare to act indifferently. He chuckled, took the silver ingot politely, and secretly glanced at the woman's retracted hand. She was thin but not slender, with well-proportioned muscles and bones, fair and slender.

It should be a pair of hands holding a sword.

He had some calculations in his heart, and after thanking him, he simply changed the subject and spoke loudly again.

"It's such a good time, the little old man shouldn't say that the matter of the demon cultivator is not to everyone's appetite."

"Since the sky is high and the clouds are clear today, let's talk about the cultivator who has gained fame in the past two years, that is, the monk who came from Qingyu, the fairy mountain, and the first apprentice under the moon-watching seat of the master of Yuheng Peak, holding a worry-free sword. As graceful as a fairy-"

Charming people have a bad reputation, and it is definitely not something ordinary people who go in and out of restaurants can deal with.The storyteller originally wanted to use this topic to draw out the stories of the charmer, and now that someone offered such a generous reward and wanted to listen to something else, naturally he would not refuse.

Although the people in the audience had lingering fears, they thought about the many monks gathered in Yanyang, and the famous sect of cultivating immortals, Tianwaitian, guarded them, so they quickly put aside their worries just now with new topics, and were full of interest Listen to storytelling.

The storyteller is very skilled, and he can speak fascinatingly in a few words, but when he was about to get excited, he saw that the woman who just saw Cai didn't continue listening, but left the tavern without making a sound.

Since he was leaving, what would he spend his money on in vain?He murmured in his heart that the monk's mind was really hard to fathom, and quickly put this matter behind him.

The woman walked out of the restaurant quickly, wandered around the bustling streets and alleys of Yanyang for a few times, and finally bought a bag of sugar cakes at the side of the road, walked into an inn while eating, and came to In front of the Tianzihao room door, he pushed open the door forcefully and shouted in a loud voice.

"It's not good! I heard that someone saw Charm in the outskirts of Yanyang yesterday!"

"?! What do you call that you are sick—ah, ah? What?"

The woman in the room who was leaning on the head of the bed with a book full of smiles was so frightened that she took off the book and dropped it on the bed. When she was about to burst into anger, it got stuck. Confusion appeared on her bright and charming face, and she stared blankly at the door.

"I said, someone saw Charm yesterday—"

"Can you keep your voice down!"

Terrified by her screaming at the neck, the woman gritted her teeth and rolled out of bed, dragged her into the room, probed out to look around, closed the door carefully, and then turned to look at the man who had sat at the table to drink naturally. People who drink tea.

"... Has anyone seen the Charmed? Yesterday?"

"Yes." The man chewed sugar cakes and drank tea, replied vaguely, and then changed his tone to vividly imitate the tone of the storyteller, "Wear a white jade mask, make an unquenchable fire— If it’s true, you’ll pay ten for the fake one, and you’ll never be deceived.”

The woman who had been occupied by doves and magpies stood at the door, folded her arms expressionlessly, narrowed her gorgeous eyebrows dangerously, strode forward and tore off the brocade bag from the man's waist, and tore off the tight tie. The bag was shaken vigorously with the mouth down, and many things that obviously exceeded the capacity of the kit fell out of it in an instant, and landed on the table with a clatter.

The woman ignored the others, picked up an object and held it aggressively in front of the other party.

"Did you go wild in the suburbs behind my back yesterday?"

"The two of us packed things together in Biluo Huangquan yesterday, Yanyang who just arrived today, please use your brains."

"Oh." Wan Shao replied blankly, and then said angrily, "Then when did you sneak over yesterday? Shang Can, did you walk so fast!"

"..."

Shang Can looked at her with pity, and sighed.

"Honestly, Wan Shao, I think if you go to each sect and chat with everyone, everyone will understand what kind of place Biluohuangquan is in essence."

As she said that, she snatched away the white jade mask that Wan Shao held up in front of her eyes, and stuffed it back into the bag along with the things on the table, honestly and honestly.

"I wasn't in Yanyang at all yesterday. I don't know who they saw."

"If I have the ability to go back and forth between Biluo Huangquan and Yanyang overnight without anyone noticing, why do I have to spend so much effort to forge my identity to participate in this Tianwaitian Dao meeting?"

Shang Can, the demon cultivator who was feared by everyone in the restaurant just now, and Ban Shao, the demon master of Biluo Huangquan, looked at each other and wrinkled their faces together.

"...That's true." Wan Shao understood what was going on, and nodded in agreement, "Then you can just go straight into Tianwaitian and snatch the Daoxin lotus seeds away—how can someone pretend to be you at this time?" Huh? If this is killed by those cultivators, you can’t come to blackmail us, can you?”

"Is this what you think? You really deserve to be the Demon Lord of Bi Luo Huang Quan."

"Are you mocking me?"

"Yes."

Pretending not to see Wan Shao's gaze as if he was going to strangle her to death, Shang Can looked out the window and pondered for a while.

The two of them just came to Yanyang from Biluohuangquan today, and they heard that someone was pretending to be her yesterday before they even had a meal... Shang Can frowned, feeling that it was not a simple coincidence.

It's just that the Tianwaitian Discussion Conference is coming soon, and she finally waited until Daoxin Lianzi appeared in the world, and she never wanted to investigate what went wrong at this juncture - after all, it was related to her life.

Just wait, if the imitator is just a whim, she'll be happy to relax.

Maybe it's just a person attracted by the charming-sounding title of Charmed?

Shang Can tilted her head. There were quite a lot of people who liked role-playing in her original world. She remembered that they were especially common among young students. They were probably collectively referred to as... the second disease of middle school?

"Can you take off this fake face of yours? I'm upset."

Shang Can was thinking wildly, when she heard Wan Shao make a request that was irrelevant to the topic just now, she paused, and said in doubt.

"Why?" Shang Can glanced at her, then went to touch the sugar cake in the bag, "I think this face is pretty good. No one looks at me on the street."

"Okay, okay, you take it off quickly and I'll draw two more strokes for you. Your eyes look like the ones you stole."

Wan Shao honestly hugged the bag into his arms, and urged Shang Can with a lot of voices, Shang Can had no choice but to touch his chin slowly, and with a flick of his hand, he took off a flimsy layer of mask, grinning in pain. grinned.

"Here you are." Shang Can rubbed his face, handed the mask to Wan Shao, pointed to the bag of sugar cookies in her arms, spread his hands and stretched forward, "I haven't finished eating."

"I'm done eating." Wan Shao hastily stuffed three bites of the sugar cake on his hand into his mouth, rolling his eyes so choked, then stretched out his hand and threw the empty bag back to Shang Can, pouring tea for himself at the same time I still didn't forget to laugh at her, "Didn't you just go out to find something to eat in a restaurant? Why did you bring back a bag of sugar cakes after tossing for a long time? Isn't the cooking of Yanyang's cook not to your liking?"

Shang Can glanced at her lazily, stared at the teacup in her hand for a while, and moved her fingers lightly.Wan Shao, who was drinking tea, suddenly exclaimed and stuck out his tongue: "It's so hot!"

"Shang Can, you are not childish!"

Muttering angrily, why don't I just eat some of your cakes, Wan Shao put down the teacup that suddenly became hot, reached out to take the mask, stared fiercely at Shang Can, thinking about how to change the mask so that it wouldn't look so obtrusive , could not stop complaining.

"That's why it's not good to have too beautiful eyes. You can only wear a mask that covers your whole face like when you were a charmer, otherwise you can always see what's wrong."

Dislikes are nothing but dislikes, but Master Wan Shao, who is a matter-of-fact one, never hesitates to praise Shang Can's looks.It's just that after boasting for a long time, I didn't hear the response of the other party's gratitude, which made Wan Shao very unhappy.She looked over with a tiger's face, but found that the eyes she had praised for being good-looking were lowering their lids indifferently at this moment, and were not looking at her.

The usually clear eyes are completely covered at this moment, but the slightly raised corners of the eyes have a romantic charm, and the long eyelashes tremble slightly, adding a bit of lazy charm.

Shang Cansheng was upright, with extremely fair skin, originally a pure and elegant appearance, but he had such a pair of eyes.

Only these eyes are the most similar to Moxiu in her whole body, frivolous and charming, she looks affectionate in everything, just a light glance by her will give people the illusion that she only has you in her eyes.

"That's the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen."

Shang Can said it lightly, and he didn't know why he was suddenly pretending to be modest.Wan Shao snorted softly, and continued to stare bitterly at the mask in his hand.

"You've been wearing that white jade mask when you go out, and no one knows what you look like under the mask. If it wasn't for Qingyu, you would send someone to attend the seminar—"

——Shang Can no longer needs to wear a mask.

Thinking so, Wan Shao still didn't say it, and changed the subject: "Forget it, forget it, be prepared."

As she spoke, she raised the mask in her hand, yelling, "Or else you will act as a blind man." Shang Can casually replied, "Otherwise, you will act as a mute." Controlled chaos.

Only young disciples under the age of 50 from various sects are allowed to participate in the Tianwaitian Discussion Association. Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan. This age can be regarded as a watershed for the backbone of the immortal sect.

However, there is a person in Qingyu who is the most suitable candidate. He has already become famous at a very young age and has extraordinary strength.As long as she participates, the leader of the Discussion Society can hardly be said to be the second choice.

It's just that that person doesn't like this kind of crowd the most.

Back then, that person always frowned every time Qingyu had a busy occasion but had to go.And Shang Can would secretly lead her out, or go to Yaoguang Peak to steal melons and fruits, or go to the Yuyinmu to listen to a qin.

As long as we go to a place where there are few people together, that person's cold and jade-like eyebrows and eyes will soften, and those eyes are a hundred times more beautiful than hers, and they will just look at her so quietly.

Shang Can never thought at that time that one day she would feel lucky that she would not see that person because the place she was going to was crowded with people.

The author says:

Hurry, hurry up and open the article at the end of June!

There may be friends who have read the first seven chapters before, but you have to read it again, because although the character design and story line have not changed much, the starting point of the story is completely different, and the first seven chapters are all rewritten (paralyzed)

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