"Composing poems, are you using confusing sounds?"
"Um."
"Is... Mengxun going to be okay?"
"Of course not, I just want you to stay with me for a while."
In just a few lines, the sound of Long's poem was somber and sad, which instantly softened Qingyun's heart.
"Okay, okay, I'll stay with you every night from now on. I often can't sleep anyway."
"haha okay."
Turning their heads slightly shyly, neither of them noticed that Yao Mengxun had already put away the smile on his lips, and the diamond-shaped pupils in his beautiful eyes were dark and deep like gems.
It wasn't until midnight that Yao Pofeng and Alian came back together.
"Hey, why are you two back so late? The teleportation array is closed?"
The second young master, who has a thick back and a wasp's waist, is pacing in an eight-character step. With his sword-shaped eyebrows soaring into the sky, he almost has the words "joyful" written on his face.
On the other hand, the little fox looked frustrated and angry.
"Mei Lian, what's wrong with you?"
Long Fushi, who stood up to greet him, immediately saw the clues.
"What can I do, Yun Lang, no wonder you call him Brother Feng, he stole the show today!"
"The limelight? Why are you in the limelight?"
The young man asked curiously.
"Haha, you don't know, Brother Yun, I beat up those demon cultivators who think highly of themselves today, so I can vent your anger on you!"
"What?"
Qingyun was confused.
"Hey, I'm talking about Yao Pofeng, can you please have a little face?!"
The little fox was so angry that he didn't even bother to address him.
"Fourth brother, what's going on?"
Yao Mengxun is also very curious.
"What else could there be? Those stupid demon cultivators said that their saint was pure and noble, and you, a lowly human being, are not worthy of her, so I beat them all up."
"Just beat him up."
The young man spread his hands indifferently.
He and Alian are of two different races, and their outlook on life is sometimes different, not to mention their superiority and inferiority.
"Yunlang, your good brother is not only strong in cultivation, but also a first-rate talker. How can you say that you punched Feixing in the Thirty-three Realms, kicked Qianwu, and leapfrog challenges are like eating and drinking. You are welcome to fight at any time. "
"Huh? You scoundrel, I'm going to die!"
Qingyun suddenly had one head and two heads.
Even though some forces in the upper-level demon tribe are not interested in Alian, as an epoch-making white fox demon, her status in the hearts of ordinary tribesmen is not ordinary.
In the past, Shutong was shocked, and those demon cultivators gave him some face, but now Shutong was sent out by Fei Lao to assist in the construction. This second-generation ancestor beat up people when he came up, and even made trouble for himself. Isn't this a scam? !
And this is what makes the little fox annoyed.
Her admirers are like crucian carp crossing the river, and the demon clan is inherently more open-minded than humans. It is common for you to fight for the banshee.
I originally wanted to live a low-key life with Yun Lang, but I didn't expect that this dude would mess up things on the first day he arrived. It was really unlucky.
"Brother Yun, what's there to be afraid of? I've already thought about it. I'll go directly to the martial arts stage in Yuquan Cave to build a tent tomorrow."
"What are you doing?"
Qingyun opened his mouth wide.
"Let those demon cultivators challenge you! There are at most ten places a day, and you have to pay and queue up. If you win, I can come to you for trouble. If you lose, I won't even be qualified to see you. You can also book the venue, and you can get a 20% discount on the booking. How about it, you can make money and practice your cultivation at the same time? Is this business a guaranteed profit without loss?"
The young man was dumbfounded.
"Damn it, I'm already thinking about asking my little girl to set up a stall over there to sell low-level elixirs refined with poems, and I can make a lot of money from him. Tell me, am I? Are you very business-minded?"
"Cowhide!"
Giving a straight thumbs up, the young master could no longer describe the second young master's "smart little mind" in words.
"Then I hope you don't get beaten to death by my fellow tribesmen!"
The little fox was so angry that he almost bit his silver teeth into pieces.
It's so abominable. The person who hit me still wants to make money from them? Is there any more royal law? Is there any more law? !
"Brother Feng, I want to say that you are so arrogant, aren't you afraid that they will just spare you and come to me?"
"What do I have to be afraid of? It's you who should be afraid!"
"Depend on!"
Qingyun cursed angrily, but Yao Ershao quickly changed his words with a playful smile:
"Hey, hey, brother Yun, don't be impatient. I'm telling you, these demon cultivators are all one-minded. They can't bend that corner unless they defeat me. They will never bother you. Believe me, hehehe, Let’s just wait and collect the money!”
"Yao Pofeng! Who do you think is single-minded?"
The little fox bared his teeth.
"You are a half-demon, much smarter than them."
Looking at the two people who kept bickering, the young man helplessly held his forehead, feeling that he might not be able to live peacefully in the future!
After eating and drinking, the second young master also returned to his room with satisfaction. Yao Mengxun took the initiative to go back with Alian first, leaving Long Fushi to "make up lessons" for Qingyun.
"Yunlang, if you have any extracurricular activities, remember to call us~"
Phew~
The young man has a black streak on his head.
To be honest, Qingyun was dumbfounded on the spot when Long Fushi picked out ancient books that were half a person's height.
"This...when do I have to see it?"
"quickly."
Long Fushi said casually.
"That's you composing a poem. I don't have the ability to read ten lines and have a photographic memory."
As a result, the long-awaited extracurricular activities did not come, and the miserable Qingyun spent the whole night watching "Lecture 1, Chapter 1, Section 1, Seventy-two Lectures on Ancient Methods of Alchemy".
This was the time when Dongfang's fish was white, and Long Fushi started to prepare breakfast for a few people. The young master took advantage of it and kissed him twice.
The shyness and coquettishness of refusing to welcome him made him feel that his pounding heart was about to explode, and even the immortal spirit could not suppress the evil fire that was coming out.
Hugging his slender waist, Qingyun buried his head deeply in the blue hair of Long Fu's poem. The not very fragrant but light and refined fragrance fascinated him.
"It seems that I can't give you extra lessons in the future."
Putting down the spoon, Long Fushi blushed and said softly.
"That is."
"Well, when Mengxun comes, are you so changeable?"
"No, no, you think too much about writing poems. What I'm saying is that there are beautiful things to do in a good time, and who has the most pleasant things to do? Some of them can't be eaten, and I'm so worried!"
Qingyun quickly explained.
"Keep your voice down."
Turning his head, Long Qingcheng whispered shyly, his voice intoxicating.
"or…"
"No, no, I told you to wait until later, and you still have many important things to do, so you can't put your mind and energy into it..."
"I have Qilin essence and blood, and my body and energy are comparable to those of strange beasts, and it's very important now~"
With that said, Qingyun grasped Long Fushi's slender waist, turned her around, and then kissed her fiercely without allowing her to refuse.
He has been waiting for this moment for several years.
It's just that a sudden strong force in his chest instantly pushed him out of all his beautiful dreams.
Qingyun was actually knocked away by Long Fushi, causing the ancient books on the round table to scatter on the floor.
"Write a poem!"
Seeing Long Fushi turning around again, Qingyun hurriedly got up and stepped forward, thinking that he had offended the beauty in his impulsiveness.
"do not come!"
"Writing poems, you, are you angry?"
Hearing this, Qingyun stopped in panic. He even felt that the other party seemed to have a vague evil spirit emanating from him, which showed that he was really angry and annoyed in his heart.
However, Long Fu Shi seemed to take a deep breath, and with her back to Qingyun, she whispered:
"No, I'm not angry. If you really want it... tomorrow night... it will be dawn soon, and Mengxun and the others will get up."
"I'm sorry for composing poems, it's my fault."
Qingyun didn't know what to say. He couldn't guess what his daughter's family was thinking, but he knew one thing very well. Fu Shi was definitely angry.
After gathering his thoughts, he picked up and put away the ancient books on the floor, and then took the initiative to prepare breakfast with Long Fushi without mentioning other things.
At this time, Long Fushi suddenly kissed him lightly on the cheek, and then whispered:
"Wait until I'm ready, okay?"
"Hey, don't expect me to be an old man~"
"Then you can't dislike me, an old woman~"
"Haha~"
I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Qingyun seemed to smell a sudden medicinal fragrance on Long Fushi.
On this day, Yao Mengxun did not choose to go to Jiangyun Cave to study with Qingyun, but practiced quietly in the dormitory alone. In order to relieve her loneliness, Long Fushi thoughtfully arranged an interesting little formation for her.
As long as the book is placed in it, the original pink paper crane in the formation will read the words for her in the voice of a dragon writing poems, which is extraordinary spirituality.
As for the second young master, Qingyun didn't bother to pay attention to him. Anyway, this guy is also a weakling who can't be killed. As long as Alian is safe.
Before leaving, he saw the evil spirits still surrounding Jiang Liuer's house and the door was closed tightly. He sighed secretly in his heart and left Jiangyun Cave alone.
Yingwu had been waiting quietly at the door, but looking from a distance, Qingyun seemed to find that his expression was a little unnatural.
"What's wrong Yingwu?"
After he had completely exited the door of the student dormitory, the young man realized that Hongchen Guest was also waiting for him.
"Uh... Hong... Chang'an, you want to go to class too?"
"Yes! I am a serious student!"
Hongchenke took out his scarlet jade token and said proudly.
Today, she changed into a pink and white gown, feeling much younger, but she still wore a full-face veil on her head.
The difference is that I don't know what method she used. Now her aura and spiritual pressure have become very weak. Intuitively, she feels even slightly worse than Qingyun. She is probably afraid of scaring other students.
"What about Senior Brother Jiang?"
"Ah Xin is practicing. Your Luo Yun Sword has absorbed part of his evil spirit, and his mind is much more stable."
"I can help even with treating the symptoms!"
Hongchenke shook his head:
"The more you absorb it, the faster his evil will grow, but that grass ring can help him get rid of the evil thoughts. If you get through this level, things will be bright and clear. It's better to leave it to him!"
As if she didn't want to say anything, she changed the subject and said:
"Let's go. After so many days, this is my first time to go to class."
"Um."
Nodding, Qingyun glanced at Yingwu, and the three of them embarked on the road to Jiangyun City.
