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Chapter 32

No wonder, no wonder those two idiots left the table so unhappily, no wonder this person looked confused, no wonder the idiot outside the door reacted so flatly, it turned out that he was waiting for him here, and his feelings were all in Song Yuan's eyes. is sick.

The Taoist couple, who have been dead for seven years, actually married a Taoist couple, and now they have to use the power of the sect to find a Taoist couple.

"What does he look like and what is his stature?" Wu Yan took a deep breath, knowing that he was already enraged and lost all sanity, but he has always been presumptuous, so he only measured Song Yuan more, and at this time he twisted his penis Smiling sadly, "Maybe I can look for it for you, Mr. Daoist."

His face was full of intent to kill, and then it was obvious that he was about to kill, Mr. Xiaodao thought he had a strange temperament, and just now he slipped to reveal his husband's affairs, now he just looked at him indifferently, and said: "In about a dozen breaths, Sect Master Xu is coming, do you really want to Stay alive, it's time to escape."

Wu Yan didn't know why, she gritted her teeth and stared at his face: "It's very good, not only have you found a Taoist companion, but also I want people to never forget you."

Song Yuan frowned, he was too lazy to be distracted, turned around and walked out: "You hurry up and go."

Troublesome things are one after another. If I had known that I would rather entrust Bo Wen Lou, which is dedicated to inquiring about news, than being entangled here.

His cultivation base is not there, and the old acquaintances in the past are now more famous, especially Wu Yan, who is not sure whether he is happy or angry, and has no other choice but to ask him to go away verbally.

After all, it is fish and meat at the mercy of others. Song Yuan figured it out. Although he didn't know why, he couldn't be twisted. He didn't value fame as much as in the past, and his mood was inevitably plain and natural, so he was casual.

Wu Yan was even more unhappy when he heard the words. He clearly had a Taoist companion, but he still had to pretend to be a considerate person for others to see. Could it be that he was still counting on himself...

Song Yuan was unhappy.

If this incident didn't happen, I should be discussing with my old friend how to find my lost beautiful husband.

Disturbing.

"If you untie Ruan Chengxing, I will untie you." Leaving this sentence behind, Song Yuan pushed open the door and walked out.

The clear water in the veranda was still sparkling, Song Yuan saw that there were three spirit fishes who seemed not very clever, but actually sunburned to death, their white bellies turned up and floating on the water.

Not long after, a person walked towards him with a gloomy expression, and he forced a smile at him.

"Brother."

Song Yuan had nothing to say to him, he just looked at his chest, and his mind moved.

Going back to Xiaoxie, the building is already empty.

Song Yuan entrusted the passing fairy servant with a message, and then walked straight back. Ruan Chengxing followed behind him, but he didn't dare to speak to him for a while.

But he thought it was sweet, and Wu Yan deliberately asked him to listen, which made him feel that his brother's attitude was softening.

The old lover's words that had been stuck in my heart collapsed on their own.

The senior brother knew that Xu Qiao and Xu Qiao were fine, but in order to save him, he also dealt with Wu Yan. He knew that his cultivation was extremely low, so he dared to stab Wu Yan and threatened to save him.

Especially the sentence "Return the life of my little junior brother", which made him feel extremely refreshed for a moment, he was at a loss, and the coercion swept away the water in the pool.

He misses me and doesn't want me to die.

It's always like this, he was born with a kind face, and his personality is even softer.

Of the three disciples under Yu Hengjun, only Song Yuan was actually taken in by him, the first disciple Xie Dianyi was the love of Donghuo Mentuo, and Ruan Chengxing was chosen for him by the Zongmen among the new disciples .

The Shuangyun Pagoda is deserted, the master has been in seclusion for eight out of ten years, the senior brother has a high level of cultivation, but he is indifferent and arrogant, Yuheng Peak is frugal, there are only a few servants, and it is the most peaceful on weekdays.

But there is only one person, different from Yuheng Peak's stagnant airflow and icy wind, his smile is gentle and his palm is warm.

Song Yuan.

They should get rid of this person. Xie Dianyi will inherit the cave fire door if nothing happens. If he wants to become the first apprentice of the sword fairy, gain the trust of Yuheng Jun, and get his mantle, the only obstacle is the only one on the Shuangyun Pagoda. Wide and friendly.

Ruan Chengxing disliked him the least at first, and felt that he was hypocritical, flattering, and hypocritical.

To be caught by Mr. Yuheng at a glance, everyone must be outstanding, but he is just using his raft to buy people's hearts.

But this little senior brother is really charming, every move, every frown and smile always makes people unconsciously favor him.

He has a gentle temperament, clearly in charge of a lot of mundane affairs, but still finds time to practice swords with him and teach him hand in hand.

Ruan Chengxing was young and precocious, and he felt that he was putting on a show, and wanted to pretend to be a good senior brother who was gentle on the surface for a year or two, in order to buy the hearts of the few people in his family.

But he was wrong, Song Yuan did more than pretend for a year or two.

The year Ruan Chengxing entered the school, and how many years he grew into a teenager, I am afraid that his number one master in the world does not know.

Only Song Yuan accompanied him through every birthday, because in the first year when the book was made, the little brother wrote down the birthday that the little brother made up casually, and every year from now on, this holiday will be carefully celebrated by the little brother Come out and celebrate.

Ruan Chengxing looked at his blunt side face under the lights of the temple fair, looked at his slender knuckles propped on his cheeks through the heat of longevity noodles, and watched him tenderly.

Who is willing to get rid of him?

Eros is just a thought, at the age when the mortal boy's love first opened, he suddenly realized that he was taller than the little brother who always felt tall when he was young.

Whenever he stood behind Song Yuan and saw Song Yuan turning his face to smile, a strong and inexplicable impulse made him different.

Restlessness of unknown origin and unknown destination.

Until the first time someone presented a beauty to him.

In the land of fireworks, he was so drunk that he broke into the room by mistake. At that time, when the couple was in full swing, the prostitute had a pair of snow-white and beautiful hands, and he firmly grasped the gold-painted peony under his body. The sheets were bright red, and the knuckles were pinched pink.

At that moment, Ruan Chengxing's alcohol smell disappeared, and his ears were full of roaring.

He got it, he got it.

He wanted to hold the little brother's shoulders, want to suck his bloodless lips, wanted to see his face powdered by lust, wanted him to struggle and scold, but in the end he could only use those slender and beautiful sword-holding hands. Clinging to him, whimpering, begging for mercy.

Because he didn't want to, he didn't want to just be a little junior, he didn't want to change from a demon puppet to a dog who wanted nothing.

From that day on, he became both happy and tormented. Song Yuan will never know in his life, what kind of jealousy has twisted his seemingly meek and humble junior into a secret.

Song Yuan's death is a lesson, a whip of punishment, and every time he thinks about it, it is another scar of pain.

The more restless he is now, the less he dares to act rashly.

Following behind Song Yuan, he was silent for too long, he was brewing, and wanted to say something, even if it was about Wuyan.

But a cyan figure facing him suddenly rushed into Song Yuan's chest.

Song Yuan himself was taken aback before he realized that there was a burst of sweet fragrance, it turned out to be Qiao Miao.

He hugged Song Yuan tightly with both arms, and leaned on his shoulders. After a while, soft sobs came out.

Song Yuan didn't know what to do, so he stroked his hair a little helplessly: "Okay... Miao Miao, it's all right."

As soon as he looked up, he saw Xu Guangyi's gloomy expression, as if suppressing his anger, he said, "You... in your heart... I can't even beat a trash demon who sneaked in?"

Song Yuan stared blankly, and couldn't care about Qiao Miao who was sobbing on his shoulder for a while, and hurriedly explained: "That's not the case, it's just that he has sneaked in after all, knowing that Lingsujian is close to the martial arts field, and Taishangfeng is far away, so he pointed at me again. Name, I came here because I was worried about the situation, the demons are the most cunning and spare their lives, and they dare not do anything to me."

Listening to his explanation, Xu Guangyi's expression turned pale, but his tone was still angry: "That's the case, so where should you go? The group of wine bags and rice bags raised by Tianxinzong actually let the demons get in with them in public. It's really..."

From seven years ago to now, he has been repeatedly humiliated in front of Song Yuan.

The beautiful young man leaning on Song Yuan's shoulder turned his face sideways, and took the words with red eyes: "My sect is the best at hiding, if I hadn't lost my appearance just now and got away from my brother, how could I call that demon clan. .. woo..."

Song Yuan had no choice but to pat him on the back again: "How is this your fault?"

Qiao Miao's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she lowered her eyes when she heard the words, and her voice was soft and hoarse: "If I hadn't gone away, why would the demons coerce brother?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind Song Yuan, it was Ruan Chengxing who showed pity, and said softly, "If fellow Daoist Qiao made a mistake, then wouldn't I have committed a heinous crime, well, don't be that little girl..."

Senior brother saved me, sissy, get out of here.

Qiao Miao burst into tears, and cut off his words, "Daoyou Ruan is really captured? My God, what a powerful demon is that?" Sui Guang admired, "Brother must have spent a lot of time persuading him to dismiss him."

Captured by the demons in the realm of the righteous way, and a brother who has lost all his cultivation comes to rescue him. Is it to make the whole world laugh to death if it is spread?

Song Yuan thought he was so obedient, and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "Actually speaking, this person is my old enemy, junior brother, he just suffered an innocent disaster."

He doesn't quite understand Wu Yan's real purpose now, but since he never mentioned it to Song Yuan, Song Yuan doesn't want to pay attention either.

After thinking about it, he said to Xu Guangyi: "Just now I sent someone to sue Sect Master Xu, I don't know..."

Since there is no incident, it is not appropriate to leak it at this time.

Xu Guangyi frowned, his eyes fell on Qiao Miao, his impatient expression was obvious: "He? He couldn't get away. He probably appointed an elder to investigate. After a long time, he couldn't find anything. Fortunately, you didn't make a fuss, otherwise he would I lost all my old face."

......

Ruan Chengxing's face was condensed, and he stared at the sissy whose arm was still around Song Yuan's waist without blinking.

Qiao Miao had already absorbed her supernatural powers, and spent all her time presenting gentle and sweet smiles to the intersex people with serious problems.

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Now simply enter a small three era (?).