What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

Who is the undercover【[-]】

In the main room, Rong Yan was talking with the monster under his command, when he noticed Yue Zhezhi was outside the door, he signaled the monster to step back, sat upright in front of the desk, and put away the puppet.

The puppet is transcribing three words that I made a mistake.

When Rong Yan entered the room, he first wrote "I was wrong" ten times, then entered the writing steps, made a spell, put it in the puppet's chest, and asked the puppet to write the nine hundred and ninety times.

The puppet has now written 380 twice, counting the ten times he wrote before, almost four hundred times.

Rong Yan flattened the rice paper with a paperweight, and wrote on the puppet's place.

Yue Zhezhi came outside Rong Yan's room, touched the door with his hand, and fell into the ice valley full of impulse.

Wait, do you really want to tell Rong Yan exactly what the Great Protector Li Jianhan said?Tell Rong Yan, what will he say, will he agree to go to Huangquan?

Demons are insidious and cunning, and it is common for them to say nothing. I am worried that the other party will backtrack, and when Rong Yan knows that, he must also be worried about the other party's backtracking.

Perhaps under the mentality of preserving one no matter what, he will be extremely rational and disagree with him, or even block him.

Don't tell Rong Yan——

Last time in Huangquan, Rong Yan threatened him to break his tendons by committing a crime alone.

In the cave, he faced ghosts and the old man, and he had already ignored this once. Fortunately, Rong Yan didn't know, if he ignored it this time, if he went to the ghost domain to make a deal, Rong Yan would definitely find out and anger Rong Yan .

Yue Zhezhi used to think that Rong Yan would not do things that would pick people's hands and feet, but last time in Huangquan, when Rong Yan said he would turn his back on him, Yue Zhezhi was not sure that Rong Yan couldn't do it.

If you get mad, maybe he can really do it.

Yue Zhezhi really didn't dare to challenge Rong Yan's bottom line, since Rong Yan told the truth ruthlessly, his temper was not as stable as before.

Yue Zhezhi frowned, his gloomy face was replaced by annoyance, he stood outside the door, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and pushed the door open.

Forget it, let's tell Rong Yan everything.

The master is like his own father, he is afraid of returning home, but he is very reverent in his heart.He was going anyway.

Since he was going, he would not be able to hide it from Rong Yan for a while, and Rong Yan would know about it sooner or later.

Instead of waiting for Rong Yan to find out by himself, it's better to say it first.

Assuming that Rong Yan disagreed, Yue Zhezhi summoned a red thread to wrap around his arm, he is still very skilled at knocking out people, Yue Zhezhi suppressed the dark light in his eyes.

As for whether there will be an accident in the past.

Yue Zhezhi couldn't control so much, and hearing Li Jianhan's tone, for some reason, he had a premonition that the other party would not harm him.

If the other party really harmed him, then he could only feel sorry for Rong Yan, and failed to bring Rong Yan back on track.

Besides Rong Yan, Yi Ling was also a little sorry. According to the agreement, after he got Rong Yan back on track, he would help him break the seal.

But if something happened to him, the seal would definitely not be released.

No, you have to unseal the medical spirit when you go to Huangquan.

In addition, there is a ninth-level white tiger. It has been several days since Meng Xuan captured the demon, and Meng Xuan hasn't returned it from his elder brother, so he doesn't know what he's doing.

Yue Zhezhi thought displeasedly, Huizong had to go to Meng Xuan to find out what happened, and Li Jianhan gave him a day to think about it, so he could just go to Meng Xuan.

If Meng Xuan didn't repay it intentionally, but had difficulties, then he entrusted the ninth-level white tiger to Meng Xuan.

Yue Zhezhi looked at Meng Xuan, although he was narrow-minded, he was good to his own people, and his character could be saved.

The ninth-level white tiger recognizes him as the master, so he will definitely not suffer.

However, if Rong Yan wants it, or if his friends Song Hansong and Ling Talang want it, he can also entrust it to them, and he can choose it himself based on the ninth-level white tiger.

After arranging everything, Yue Zhezhi felt a lot more relaxed. He has always been a person who lives in the present and never thinks about the future.

A partition is made on the left side of the main room, bypassing the simple screen in the upper part, and opening the embroidered curtain, the bookshelf is facing you.

The bookshelf is almost filled with all kinds of books, jade slips, and scrolls. On the left side of the bookshelf, there is a sitting table by the window. On the sitting table is a carved wooden table, on which refreshments are warmed.

Below the bookshelves is a desk, with pens, inks, papers and inkstones all available.

In fact, there is a separate large study room in the courtyard, but considering the speed of the French boat, there is no space for the large study room.

There is no overlapping space, the big study room is only as big as the naked eye can see. A few years ago, the big study room was full of books, and it looked as narrow as a storage room. It was not as convenient as the partitions, so Rong Yan moved directly To see back to the main room compartment.

Yue Zhezhi walked into the cubicle and stared at Rong Yan.

The young man's white hair is half tied with a hosta, and his figure is elegant and upright. His fingers are slender, and when he writes with a brush, the knuckles of his bony fingers turn white.

Sensing Yue Zhezhi, Rong Yan finished writing the last stroke, knocked off his hair, and looked up at Yue Zhezhi.

Yue Zhezhi is lazy, only wearing a middle coat, which has not been properly tied, and hangs loosely on his body, displaying his long neck and collarbone generously.

Rong Yan followed his collarbone to look down, he didn't wear shoes, he stepped on the ground barefoot, with slender arches, white insteps and ankles, round and clean toes, very suitable for tattooing.

His gaze seemed to be scalded, Rong Yan looked away, he frowned slightly, walked around Yuezhezhi, passed through the embroidered curtain, closed the door of the main room, and said, "What do you want me, big brother?"

Yue Zhezhi didn't reply, he glanced at the rice paper on the table.

I wrote three words neatly on the rice paper.

"Are you here for inspection and inspection? Senior brother's order, I dare not refuse, I have written it almost four hundred times." Rong Yan said, he turned around, walked in front of Yue Zhezhi, bent down and carefully arranged Yue Zhezhi's belt, The voice was clear and cold.

"Outwardly, dress properly. Brother Han and the others are also on the dharma boat, why is senior brother like this—" Rong Yan frowned, but after all, he didn't continue. When he finished adjusting the last tie, he stood up straight.

"Where's the coat, shoes and socks?" Rong Yan asked.

Yue Zhezhi sat on the chair in front of the table, and he casually flipped through the rice paper with dried ink.

The rice paper is full of three characters I made a mistake, neat and tidy, strong and neat, as if printed.

"Did you use engraving to print your characters?" Yue Zhezhi asked.

Enter the writing steps, let the puppet follow Rong Yan who wrote: ""

Rong Yan was vague, denied it, walked to the desk, and repeated: "Where's the coat, shoes and socks?"

Yue Zhezhi put down the rice paper, folded his legs and shrank into the chair: "I came here in a hurry, all the clothes are in the Qiankun bag, I didn't bring them."

Rong Yan walked to the landslide table, poured a cup of tea, Yin Yin was steaming hot, blurring Rong Yan's face.

Yue Zhezhi glanced sideways at Rong Yan, his chin resting on his knee, and said obediently: "Rong Yan, let me tell you something. I've made a decision on the matter, you can raise objections, but I won't accept it."

Rong Yan raised his eyelids, his eyelashes were like small fans, he lowered the tea to a drinking temperature with spiritual power, and handed it to Yue Zhezhi: "Since you have made a decision, I can only object, so what else do you want to tell me? Adds to the trouble."

Moon Broken Branch: ""

The prepared red line suddenly lost its meaning.

Rong Yan's words are so reasonable and irrefutable!

——Whether Rong Yantong agrees or disagrees with the matter of going to Huangquan, he has decided. If that's the case, then what's the point?

To prevent Rong Yan from going crazy and picking his hands and feet when he finds out?But at that time, he had already gone to Huangquan, so he was afraid that Rong Yan would lose his mind?

Besides, to pick on his limbs would require him to live, assuming he was alive, he was not stupid, so he just hid behind the master, the master would definitely protect him, Rong Yan didn't even think about it.

Yue Zhezhi's tangled thoughts suddenly turned a corner, he didn't take the teacup, nodded his head quickly, and was about to go back to his room: "Okay, I won't tell you anymore, call me later."

"Stop." Rong Yan put the teacup on the table and made a bang.

Yue Zhezhi jumped: "What are you doing?"

"Where are you going if you don't say anything?"

Yue Zhezhi: "" "I'm going back to the room. Didn't you say that what you heard would only increase your troubles? I thought about it carefully, and I think your words are very reasonable, and they really only added to your troubles, so I stopped talking. What's the problem?" Yue Zhezhi A very straight man asked, it's strange that you can't hide your face.

Rong Yan: ""

"That was not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" Yue Zhezhi asked.

"You—" Rong Yan pressed the center of his eyebrows, "Forget it, tell me, what's the matter."

Moon Broken Branch: ""

Yue Zhezhi frowned, took a breath, and suddenly understood the true meaning of Rong Yan's previous words.It wasn't that the other party didn't want to hear what it was, but asked him to withdraw his invalid objection in a disguised form.

Good guy, let's play tricks here.

Fortunately, he was rational and didn't follow Rong Yan's words, otherwise he would definitely fall into a pit and withdraw his objection as invalid.

Yue Zhezhi raised his eyes to look at Rong Yan, and complained in a low voice: "The son of the family is full of tricks, Ling Talang sincerely does not deceive me."

"What are you talking about?" Rong Yan said in a flat voice.

Yue Zhezhi blinked, pretending to be obedient and stupid: "Ah, I suddenly feel a little cold, so I won't waste your time, I'll go back to my room first. Copy it quickly, and put it at my residence tomorrow night after copying, I want to check."

What Yue Zhezhi said was to tell Rong Yan that one day, counting from now, would not be able to wait until tomorrow night.

Yue Zhezhi kept silent and waited until tomorrow night, turned around and went to open the door.

Pull it once, it won't open, run the spiritual power, pull it again, still can't open it.

Yue Zhezhi turned back to look at Rong Yan expressionlessly, Rong Yan sat back at the desk at some point, picked up a pen to write, and didn't take a moment to look at himself from the corner of the eye.

"Rong Yan, open the door."

Rong Yan ignored the broken branches.

Yue Zhezhi sat down on the armrest of the chair with a dark face, picked up the teacup, imitated Rong Yan's action, and put the teacup on the desk with a bang: "I'm talking to you, do you hear me? Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb , Rong Yan!"

A few drops of emerald green tea splashed out of the teacup, wet the edge of the rice paper.Without squinting, Rong Yan continued to write his own.

Yue Zhezhi was so angry that he kicked Rong Yan's calf: "The surname is Rong."

Rong Yan was indifferent.

Yue Zhezhi was proud of being favored, and kicked again: "Mao Rongrong."

"Little Junior Brother."

"Rong Xiaoyan."

"Master Rong—" Yue Zhezhi's foot hadn't touched Rong Yan yet, and he fell into Rong Yan's arms and sat on Rong Yan's lap.

Another person's touch came through the cloth in an instant, Yue Zhezhi was not so intimate with people outside the bed, and was about to stand up immediately, Rong Yan wrapped his arms around his waist, held his hands from behind, and squeezed his fingertips , said lightly: "It's a little cold."

"I'm not cold!" Yue Zhezhi tried to withdraw his hand.

"Why don't you go in a hurry?" Rong Yan's palm was wide and dry, he measured the size of Yue Zhezhi's hands inch by inch from Yue Zhezhi's fingertips, and when he touched the red thread wrapped around Yue Zhezhi's arm, his eyes paused for a moment, and then followed it down again , holding Yue Zhezhi's hands, and warming Yue Zhezhi's hands.

"What you wanted to tell me before, tell me clearly now."

Since Yue Zhezhi had decided not to speak, he would not speak again. He made it up: "It's not a big deal, I just wanted to ask if you want to accompany me to find Meng Xuan. The ninth-level white tiger was taken away by Brother Meng Xuan. Xuan said that he would return it to me, but he has not yet. I plan to go to Meng Xuan after returning to the sect to see what the hell he is up to. If you have something to do, just go with me."

"Just this?"

"What else? Let go, it's warm." Yue Zhezhi sat in Rong Yan's arms, his hands were still held by Rong Yan, his whole body was uncomfortable, and the roots of his ears were even red.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes and hummed.

However, after he hummed, there was no further text.

Yue Zhezhi couldn't wait for Rong Yan to let go, so he turned his head to look at Rong Yan in disbelief, from his angle he could only see the outline of Rong Yan's stern face: "You, you still don't let go?"

Rong Yan's fingertips slowly rubbed Yue Zhezhi's fingers, Yue Zhezhi's body was soft, and the faint body fragrance combined with the fragrance of plants and trees from washing clothes diffused between the nostrils.Rong Yan lowered his head, leaned closer to Yue Zhezhi's neck, and sniffed lightly.

Yue Zhezhi had the illusion that there was a large dog behind him.

"You're lying." Rong Yan said calmly.

Yue Zhezhi froze, and immediately denied: "No, don't slander people."

Rong Yan was keen and didn't miss the slight abnormality of Yue Zhezhi. He raised his head, let go of Yue Zhezhi's hand, and went to untie Yue Zhezhi's belt.

"What are you doing?!" Yue Zhezhi quickly pressed Rong Yan's hand, he didn't really want to double cultivate with Rong Yan.

Firstly, the inner demons were released, so there was no need for double cultivation; secondly, he promised his master that he would cut off contact with Rong Yan.

Yue Zhezhi said nervously: "Master said, I can't"

Rong Yan glanced around, took off Yue Zhezhi's hairband to tie Yue Zhezhi's hands, took off Yue Zhezhi's clothes, and looked down at Yue Zhezhi's back.

There was no accident on the back, there was a small red wound.

When we were in the cave, the cave was full of bloody, rotten, and rotten smells. Rong Yan didn't smell the faint smell of blood from Yue Zhezhi's body even when he was close to his relatives. Now the whole environment is clean, Rong Yan is so close to Yue Zhezhi , naturally smelled the faint smell of blood on Yue Zhezhi's body.

With the smell of blood, it was not difficult for Rong Yan to guess that Yue Zhezhi was injured.

If he guessed correctly, this injury should be caused by Yue Zhezhi being stabbed by the sharp feathers on the demon bird's back when the monster threw it on the demon bird's back.

Rong Yan's eyes sank, it was too light to kill the opponent with a single sword.He took out the elixir in the Qiankun bag, crushed it in the air, circulated his spiritual power, and brought it to the tiny wound on the back of the broken moon.

For these small wounds, Yue Zhezhi originally wanted to apply medicine by himself, but he couldn't find any common medicine, and then received contact from Song Jianhan, his thoughts were confused, so he forgot to apply medicine.

Feeling the coldness of the elixir coming from his back, Yue Zhezhi remembered that he didn't take the medicine, and at the same time realized that Rong Yan was treating him, not the messy thing he thought.

The unspoken words came to an abrupt end, Yue Zhezhi was a little embarrassed, looked down at the headband that bound his hands, and at the clothes scattered around his waist.

Visible to the naked eye, the wound has healed.

Rong Yan withdrew his spiritual power, dressed Yue Zhezhi, lowered his head to untie the hair band that bound Yue Zhezhi's hands, and asked in a low voice while undoing it: "You said just now, the master said, I can't? No What can I do?"

Yue Zhezhi was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole to bury himself, clenched his fingers, and said, "I thought you wanted to"

Rong Yan's movement of untying his hairband stopped.

"What am I thinking?"

The speed of the dharma boat is fast, it has already entered Canglan Realm, and it will return to Guixinzong in more than an hour.The Canglan realm is no different than Guixinzong, with mountains surrounded by water, and the bones of ancient frost demons standing here. The wind and snow are so heavy that the air coming in from the window of the main house of the Fachuan is a bit cold.