Pei Qianyue's actions were frivolous, and the hints in his words were also obvious.

He doesn't look down on this vulgar fan, he has always looked down on only one person.

close at hand.

The smile on Feng Ci's face narrowed slightly.

Compare him with a brothel "prostitute", who gave this bastard the courage?

But in the face of Pei Qianyue's almost offensive behavior, Feng Ci did not dodge or speak. Seemingly aware that he didn't resist, Pei Qianyue lowered his head and stepped closer.

The environment here is special, and there are not many people who are intimate on the street. Even if he is so close, he does not attract the attention of others.

The air is filled with the sweet and greasy fragrance of fat powder. The "prostitute" who throws flowers in the square building has long gone, only the bright red gauze by the window is blown by the wind, and the brisk and gentle Jiangnan minor tune comes from the small building.

Fireworks Lane willow, drunk life and dream death.

Pei Qianyue has always been shameless. If he is too shameless in front of him, he will lose.

So Feng Ci seemed to be competing with him, but he really did not dodge or dodge, and calmly watched the other party get closer and closer.

Close to close, so close to breathing.

Pei Qianyue's breathing became slightly "chaotic".

A smile appeared in Feng Ci's eyes again.

- He wanted to kiss him.

Monsters are different from humans. Human beings are reserved and polite. The more they face the people they want to get close to, the more restrained and polite they are. But demons can't, demons are heavy. Desires, and desires have always been straightforward.

From the initial approach, to the intensified intimacy, and finally followed by "sex". Desire.

This bastard has been pretending to be sane for so long, and now he can't pretend anymore.

But Pei Qianyue didn't continue to lean over.

He stopped only half an inch away from Feng Ci, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't hide?"

Feng Ci took time to relax: "Do you dare?"

"It's not about daring or daring..." Pei Qianyue stepped back a little, raised Feng Ci's ba with one hand, and gently rubbed his fingertips on the side of his face, "This face is not worthy of the master."

Feng Ci heard what he meant.

— not even worthy of his kiss.

Even despised it.

Feng Ci suddenly remembered that after Pei Qianyue's demon poison, when he was by the pond, he finally restrained his instincts.

At the time, he also thought that this person had not completely lost his mind and knew his identity, and he was guilty of cowardice at the end.

Feelings are disgusting that this body is not his.

"Just get out." Feng Ci picked the flower branch in his hair, threw it on Pei Qianyue, and scolded, "Stay away, let people see what it looks like."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Pei Qianyue didn't go to pick up the flowers, the flower branch hit him on the chest and rolled to the ground. He chuckled lightly, crushed the flower branch with his feet, and chased after him.

Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue decided to go to Zhejian Villa, but after all, he had been harassing Xue's house for many days, so he planned to say goodbye to Master Xue the next day before leaving.

But early in the morning, news from the cultivation world came.

When the news came, Feng Ci hadn't even got up.

In the mortal world, it is autumn and winter. There is a little rain at night, and the weather after the rain is still cloudy. It is a suitable time to sleep in.

But it was such a rainy morning, but noises could be heard from outside the window from time to time, as if something was knocking on the window lattice.

Feng Ci was awakened by this voice.

He was so sleepy he couldn't keep his eyes open, but when he tried to turn over, he found himself being hugged from behind.

The perennially cool body behind him seemed to have warmed up a little after a whole night of hugs, and the warm and warm touch was transmitted through the thin clothes, which was very clear. This man seemed to be afraid that he would run away, relying on his tall stature, one arm wrapped around Feng Ci's slender waist, and the palm of his hand was clasped between his wrists.

He carefully embedded his whole body into his arms.

Pei Qianyue is really outrageous.

These days, he lives under the same roof, so naturally he can't share the same bed.

But no matter how far apart they were before going to bed, when they woke up the next day, Feng Ci was bound to be in Pei Qianyue's arms, and the hug was tighter every day. Once during a nap, Feng Ci even ran to the small couch outside, but when he woke up, he was still carried back to the bed.

After going back and forth, he didn't bother to toss, so the "sex" was left to him.

On the contrary, the little black snake did not climb his bed before.

The noise outside the window still didn't stop, Feng Ci didn't open his eyes, and whispered, "Pei Qianyue."

"Um?"

...the man was still awake.

"Open the window." Feng Ci's voice was full of tiredness, "You are about to peck people's windows with broken birds."

Pei Qianyue seemed a little unhappy, but still replied "Okay".

He only raised his hand slightly, and a gust of wind blew open the window, and a flying kite flew in from the window and landed directly on the head of the bed.

The wooden bird raised its head and spit out human words. It was Wen Huaiyu's voice.

In the past few days, Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue have been hiding in the folk for leisure, but the big and small things in the cultivation world have never stopped. The rebellion of the Xianmeng had just come to an end, and then Pei Qianyue had instructed to spread the truth about the Xianmen slaughter.

In this situation, Wen Huaiyu naturally had something to report.

But the dignified leader of the Immortal Alliance, but blocked Feiyuan, who was used by people to report important matters, out of the window, and pretended to sleep in the room, which was also very outrageous.

However, the person involved did not seem to think that there was any problem with his behavior. When the young gentle and calm voice came from Feiyuan, Pei Qianyue put Feng Ci back in his arms, and rubbed his head on the back of his neck affectionately.

There is quite a bit of warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, which means that the king will not go to court early from now on.

"Don't make trouble..." Before Feng Ci woke up from the sleepiness he just woke up, Pei Qianyue rubbed a little itchy, "Be yourself."

As the Qianqiu Holy Venerable who is admired by thousands of people, he was woken up in the morning without saying a word. While trying to get up and listening to the news brought by Wen Huaiyu, he also had to deal with the clingy snake beside him.

I have never seen anyone worse than him.

"But he wasn't human." Pei Qianyue's voice sounded close to Feng Ci's ears, low and soft.

The wind caused his scalp to go numb, and he was completely awake.

He gritted his teeth and sneered: "Oh, it seems that there is no need to continue to be a human being. Would you like to help you and go back to being a snake?"

Leaning on the back of his neck, he paused for a moment, then shrank back.

Feng Ci said: "Let it repeat."

The two began to listen carefully to the news brought by Wen Huaiyu.

Perhaps the only thing Pei Qianyue has done recently is to hand over the matter to Wen Huaiyu.

In the past few days, Feng Ci has found that this person is indeed capable, doing things in a subtle and appropriate manner, and with high efficiency. It was said that Pei Qianyue gave him half a month to deal with the "chaos" of the rebellion of the Xianmeng, but after a few days, he almost dealt with it properly.

can be seen.

Also this time, Wen Huaiyu not only spread the news, but also sent someone to contact all the immortals on the directory to jointly discuss countermeasures.

"...Now there are Eleven Immortals who intend to join the Immortal Alliance, and Eight Immortals who have decided to dismiss their disciples to avoid the limelight for the time being. The rest are still watching, and their attitude is temporarily not."

It is not unexpected that this will happen.

Although the entire cultivation world knew that someone was fighting against Xianmen, it was really unbelievable to list a notice of the Xianmen directory and slaughter Xianmen in the order of the list. What's more, it's only a day before the news is spread, and many immortals are still waiting and watching, which is a common thing.

On the contrary, Immortal Sect, who made a decision in such a short period of time, may have already made plans, and this time it is better to follow the trend.

"However..." Wen Huaiyu suddenly said again, "There is an immortal sect proclaiming this morning that it will never yield to the murderous force. All immortal sects who are willing to resist must be gathered together to jointly negotiate and investigate the real murderer behind the scenes."

Feng Ci was startled, and a name suddenly appeared in his mind.

"—It's the Folding Sword Villa in Guangling."

really.

Wind speech thought.

This is really something a young farmer can do.

The statement of Zhejian Villa is undoubtedly a provocation to the murderer, but Zhejian Villa has already stated that it will never join the Immortal League. Wen Huaiyu sent a letter to ask Pei Qianyue, and don't know if the Immortal League wanted to "intervene" in this matter.

This is the end of Wen Huaiyu's report. The wooden bird squatted on the bedside, waiting for Pei Qianyue's reply.

Pei Qianyue didn't speak in a hurry, but said leisurely: "As expected of the descendant of the owner of Xiao Jue, this child has learned 100% of his blood."

Zhejian Villa’s reputation is indeed good, but most of the immortal sects targeted are still weak sects. Even if they are all united, it is difficult for them to compete with the immortal alliance.

What's more, in the sect, it is still unknown how many people will choose to protect themselves.

It was unwise for him to elevate himself with a notice before everything was known.

Pei Qianyue said, "But I don't think it's a bad thing."

Feng Ci still held Pei Qianyue in his arms. He couldn't stand him talking so close to himself, so he moved aside and said, "Of course it's not a bad thing."

When he negotiated to publish the list, there was a drawback.

If all immortals choose to protect themselves, not only will the murderer lose his target, but he will also lose the bait and the opportunity to seize the murderer.

This is also the reason for Pei Qianyue's previous objections.

Although he pretended to be obedient in front of Feng Ci, his essence was still a cold-blooded "sex". With his "character", as long as he can achieve his goals, he doesn't really care that many people will be sacrificed, nor how many immortals will be killed.

If it was him, I'm afraid he would choose to hide the news and use innocent Immortal Sect as bait.

But now, when Zhejian Villa stood up like this, he undoubtedly turned himself back into a bait.

And he did it voluntarily.

Pei Qianyue asked, "Master doesn't seem to be surprised?"

"Huh?" Feng Ci was taken aback, heard what he meant, and smiled, "What are you thinking, and you can't predict things like God, how can you guess that there will be Folding Sword Villa. But... Xian It's not surprising that someone will come out at the door."

In this huge mortal world, if everyone was trying to protect themselves and compromise, the comprehension world would not have assembled meager people to resist the demons, and finally won.

In the face of an invincible powerful enemy, some people are afraid, some run away, and some resign. This is human nature.

But there will also be people who stand upright, swear to the death, and fight the destiny with flesh and blood.

This is the reason that the human race can pass on for thousands of years.

"In short, we must rush to the Folding Sword Villa as soon as possible." Feng Ci's eyes narrowed and he whispered, "The incident at Hanshan Temple is enough for one occurrence."

Three times, he murdered living beings under his nose. Is he a fake?

"Well." Pei Qianyue replied gently, "Let's go today."

Even though he said that, his body didn't move, instead he stuck to Feng Ci's body intensified. It was cold in the autumn and winter socializing nights, the two of them were still covered, and every slight movement was hidden in the thin, but the temperature around them seemed to be constantly rising.

Feng Ci felt that it was difficult to breathe for some reason. He turned his head and felt that the heat almost burned to his face.

But the more he hides, the more Pei Qianyue gets more and more, and then he sticks it up quietly, rubbing his fingertips on Feng Ci's bright and white wrist.

Wind Ci: "..."

He really knows how to piss people off.

Feng Ci put his head against the pillow, and his voice was a little dull: "Wen Huaiyu is still waiting for you to answer."

The wood bird, which was only vividly carved, was still squatting on the head of the bed, staring at him with a pair of dark eyes, and Pei Qianyue was able to make small movements as if nothing had happened.

Feng Ci sighed that he was still far inferior to Pei Qianyue's shamelessness.

Pei Qianyue said "Oh", raised his hand to let Feiyuan fly to his hand, and said, "I will personally go to the Folding Sword Villa, and Xianmeng doesn't need to "intervene". As for the other Xianmen, all Just leave it to Sect Master Wen to deal with it."

When he talked about it, his voice was not soft and obedient, but it was low and deep, which was particularly pleasant to the ear.

Feng Ci has always liked his voice, and it sounded a little confusing, but immediately heard Pei Qianyue's words change: "In the future, the report should not be earlier than the time of the day, at night, and not later than the time, or you will be responsible for the consequences."

Wind Ci: "..."

He couldn't get out of bed before this time, but it was noon, and it was time for him to take a nap, he could understand that.

What's going on at Xu Shi, Lord City Lord doesn't want to deal with affairs after dusk? ? ?

But Pei Qianyue didn't give Fengci a chance to question, he squeezed a trick and sent Feiyuan away directly.

Then he turned around and wanted to hug him again.

How could Feng Ci continue to let him take advantage, curled up and shrank back, and said, "You haven't got up soon, it's time to say goodbye to Master Xue."

Pei Qianyue only smiled lightly and asked, "Why can't the master afford it?"

Ah.

Knowing to ask.

No matter how hard his body was, he was still full of vitality and fully developed all the year round. Early in the morning, Pei Qianyue "touched" and "touched", touched and touched, and kept talking to his ears for so long, how could he have no reaction at all?

In exchange for his own body, he might be able to control one or two.

Feng Ci took a deep breath and didn't want to bother with him: "You start first, then—"

Before he could finish speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

Zidi, it seems that something has touched him.

Cold and soft, it was directly attached to the hot skin and meat, and the ice was so cold that it bit the tongue.

"Pei, Qian, Yue!"

After looking at it again, he was still obediently lying in the same place, enjoying himself.

Feng Ci reached out to probe, but caught nothing.

The cold touch is like an invisible snake, ignoring the clothes and walking directly on the texture, causing tremors every time it passes.

This is the trick that Pei Qianyue used against him in Linxiantai at first.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Pei Qianyue's tone was still very innocent, "Master...it's very hot, and I want to help my master."

Feng Ci gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "Oh, is it?"

In a second, there was a loud bang in the house.

The wooden screen not far away was knocked over, the smoke dissipated, and there was only a black snake several meters long.

The black snake's head swayed and slowly lifted up, as if it had fallen a bit.