Feng Ci asked himself with thousands of years of knowledge, but he had never seen such a terrifying scene.
He secretly scolded Pei Qianyue in his heart for not being a human being, wearing a black dress at night and sitting on the head of the bed without making a sound, if someone else was weaker, he might be scared to death on the spot.
But he didn't show anything on his face, and asked calmly, "Why is the city lord here?"
"This seat also wants to know, why are you here?"
The tone is cold, indifferent and alienated, and it is a familiar yin and yang.
Pei Qianyue was completely awake.
Feng Ci stayed with the soft, cute and unconscious little snake for several days, and was not used to his cold appearance for a while.
But he will ask this question...
It proves that most of his memories of the past few days are gone.
Feng Ci thought for a while, and said, "The city lord is still asleep, Senior Brother Xiao sent his disciples to take care of the city lord."
Pei Qianyue didn't speak again, as if he was thinking about the truth of Feng Ci's words.
The room was very dark, and Pei Qianyue's expression was completely hidden in the darkness, making it hard to see clearly. But Feng Ci could feel an invisible gaze, watching him all the time, tracing his outline inch by inch, as if examining him.
"This seat has previously ordered that no one, except Xiao Que, be allowed to enter Linxiantai without authorization." After a long time, Pei Qianyue said softly, "Why did he let you in?"
"But, maybe it's..." Feng Ci laughed dryly, "Maybe it's because the disciple is especially good at tidying up the house."
With a cold breath rushing towards his face, Pei Qianyue suddenly leaned over and pushed Feng Ci back into the soft bed.
That handsome face was instantly within reach.
He was angry, and very angry.
Feng Ci stared at the other party's tightly pursed lips, not wanting to get angry at the person who had been healed with great difficulty, and resolutely admitted: "The disciple knows his mistake."
"Wrong?" Pei Qianyue's voice sounded in his ears, without any emotion, "Why are you wrong?"
Feng Ci: "Disciples should not enter Linxian Terrace without permission, should not read the scriptures of the castellan, should not steal the castellan's bath, and should not sleep in the castellan's bed!"
Pei Qianyue: "..."
The atmosphere in the hall was so solemn that it seemed that even the air had stagnated.
Feng Ci tried his best to search his mind for other things that made this person angry besides playing with snakes these days. Before he could figure it out, Pei Qianyue spoke first.
"You seem to have forgotten what I said to you when we first met." Pei Qianyue's voice was cold and forbearing, as if he was trying to restrain himself, which made his voice sound a little hoarse.
"Then I will say it again."
"...don't lie to me."
He spoke very slowly, every word, and his voice echoed in the empty hall.
really weird.
Feng Ci thought in his heart that he broke into Linxian Terrace without permission, slept in his bed, and might even know his secret, but Pei Qianyue didn't care.
What made Pei Qianyue angry was whether Feng Ci had lied to him.
Feng Ci said: "The disciple dare not lie to the city lord."
Another long standoff.
After a while, Pei Qianyue suddenly smiled softly.
The laughter was very deep, and it tickled Feng Ci's ears. Then, he let go of his hand, and the oppressive feeling that accompanied him disappeared.
Pei Qianyue said: "I will ask Xiao Que about the specific reasons. If it is proved that you have told half a lie, I will deal with you personally."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Feng Ci, got up and walked out.
Feng Ci: "?"
So let him go
You didn't throw him out of the bed, your temper has improved, Xiao Hei.
Feng Ci suddenly realized that he had gradually gotten used to this person's uncertainty.
He sighed, turned over and got out of bed, picked up the coat that had been thrown aside, put it on, and walked out while tying the belt.
Pei Qianyue had already sat down at the table in the outer room.
There was still a half unbound book spread out on the table, which was the one that Fengci was sorting out during the day. At that time, he accidentally stimulated Pei Qianyue to wake up, and was busy trying to comfort him, so he forgot about it.
Pei Qianyue raised his hand to gently caress the book, Feng Ci felt heartbroken, afraid that this person would fall ill and throw all the books out in the next second, so he hurried forward to snatch the book back from his hand: "The city lord Do you want to read a book? If you want to read something, this disciple will help you find it.”
Pei Qianyue paused with his fingers in mid-air, and retracted them: "You did all of this?"
"Yes." With a smile on Feng Ci's face, he explained patiently, "Brother Xiao asked the disciple to come to Xiantai to serve the city lord. These are what disciples should do."
"Serving..." Pei Qianyue repeated softly between her lips and teeth, "Very good."
Afterwards, he sat up straight and said lightly: "Then read it."
Feng Ci: "Huh?"
"Aren't you here to serve me?" Pei Qianyue said, "Just this one, read it."
Feng Ci slept through the middle of the night, and it was already dark outside, and even the disciples guarding outside Linxian Terrace had already taken one shift.
But it was such a silent night, the majestic leader of the Immortal Alliance and the high-ranking city lord of Langfeng in the cultivation world, after sleeping for several days, the first thing he did when he woke up was to ask his disciples to read to him.
It's outrageous.
Feng Ci took a deep breath and recited it silently in his heart several times.
This is the little snake cub who has been waiting for him for three thousand years. He is his own cub. Even if he grows crooked now, he still has his responsibility. Don't be angry, just coax him.
Then he turned the pages of the book and read slowly.
The main hall was quiet and silent, only the gentle sound of reading echoed in the void, and it sounded like this all night.
The sky was dimly lit, and Feng Ci was so thirsty after reading that he finally finished reading a book and put it down. Before he had time to drink his saliva, another book was thrown in front of him: "Continue."
There is no end!
Feng Ci was so angry that he almost crushed the cup in his hand.
It's been a whole night, and he has read four or five books this whole night, but Pei Qianyue still listens carefully, and occasionally he will point out and reread if he misses a sentence or misses a sentence.
If you are so familiar with these books, why ask him to read them to him? ? !
This bastard is really better to go back and lie down!
Feng Ci buried his head in the book, his hands itching with anger, and he didn't even notice the faint, fleeting smile on Pei Qianyue's lips.
This smile almost melted the ice all over his body.
He was about to say something more when a voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
"City Lord, Elder Discipline invites you to meet in the meeting hall."
Pei Qianyue's expression froze, and he returned to his usual cold look.
Even Feng Ci noticed the change in the temperament of the person beside him, raised his eyes to look at him, and heard Pei Qianyue say: "I don't see anyone during the retreat, get out."
Feng Ci: "..."
I've been listening to him read all night here, and I'm still in retreat.
But the person outside the door said again: "Senior brother Xie Wuhan is back, he...he seems to be seriously injured."
Now, even Feng Ci's expression changed.
***
The conference hall of Langfeng City is behind the main hall, but it is rarely used on weekdays.
It's just because the Lord of Langfeng City is a loner, he never discusses things with others, and he doesn't have much contact with the elders of Langfeng City. Therefore, there is no place to use the meeting hall.
But today, the place is full of people.
"The city lord is here!"
A disciple shouted loudly outside the door, and the crowd gathered in the main hall separated from both sides and saluted one after another: "I have seen the city lord!"
But the first person to walk in was a young man wearing the uniform of an outer disciple.
Feng Ci hadn't seen this battle for a while, and after a pause, Pei Qianyue walked in behind him.
"Get up." Pei Qianyue said.
Everyone got up, but their eyes fell on Feng Ci unconsciously.
Feng Ci understood why they felt strange.
Only the chief elder or the core disciples of the minority sect can set foot in the meeting hall. As an outer disciple, he should not appear here. Not only were they weird, but Feng Ci himself felt weird too.
Well done, why did Pei Qianyue bring him here
But City Lord Pei has always done things casually, and Feng Ci was too lazy to ask too many questions. Anyway, he also wanted to know what happened to Xie Wuhan.
Xie Wuhan is also in the meeting hall now.
He was sitting on a chair beside him, with bandages wrapped around his bare arms and the side of his neck, and he did look seriously injured. When Pei Qianyue came in, he wanted to get up and salute, but he couldn't get up and fell back pale.
Pei Qianyue asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
Xie Wuhan coughed twice, his breath was like a silk: "It's Wuya Valley."
Xie Wuhan was ordered to investigate the disaster of Xianmen. Yesterday he received Feiyuan from Wuya Valley asking for help, saying that they were attacked in a surprise attack and suffered heavy casualties. Xie Wuhan immediately led his disciples to rescue him, but unexpectedly saw the real culprit behind the scenes in Wuya Valley.
Pei Qianyue: "So, the murderer hurt you like this?"
"Yes." Xie Wuhan said, "The terrain of Wuya Valley is steep, and it is shrouded in mist, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. When they were attacked, they opened the big formation to seal the mountain, so the murderer did not succeed. But at the same time... Cough cough, They are also trapped in the big formation, very critical."
Feng Ci lowered his eyes, thoughtful.
"It's so rampant!"
The one who spoke was an old man with white beard and hair. He was crowned with snow-white silver silk, and his appearance looked majestic and solemn: "The murderer has slaughtered fellow immortals many times outside, and now he dares to hurt my Langfeng City disciple. Report, how will I gain a foothold in this cultivation world in Langfeng City in the future?"
Pei Qianyue ignored it.
He just stood there quietly, with his head slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something.
"In the past five months, you are the first person who fought against the real murderer and escaped from him." After a long time, Pei Qianyue said leisurely, "Can you see his appearance clearly?"
Xie Wuhan shook his head: "It was too dark last night, and the other party covered his face with a mask and a hood, so the disciple didn't see clearly. I can only see... the other party seems to be a man."
There is no difference between saying this feature and not saying it.
Feng Ci wanted to ask further questions, but Pei Qianyue nodded, "Okay."
"Immediately select a group of disciples and follow me to Wuya Valley. This time, the real culprit must be captured." Pei Qianyue turned his head and faced the old man just now, "Elder Discipline, like this, the face of Langfeng City will be different." redeem?"
The precept elder bent over and saluted him: "The city lord is wise!"
Others in the hall also bent down: "The city lord is wise!"
In the entire hall, only Feng Ci did not kneel down to salute. He turned his head to look at Pei Qianyue's side face, frowning slightly.
Pei Qianyue has just woken up, and the sea of consciousness has not fully recovered. It is actually not suitable for him to go down the mountain now, let alone to track down the real culprit behind the scenes.
and…
For some reason, Feng Ci always had an ominous premonition.
Pei Qianyue suddenly said: "You go too."
Feng Ci was stunned for a moment, and later realized that Pei Qianyue was talking to him: "Me?"
"City Lord, this is inappropriate." The elder of discipline was in charge of the inner sect rules of the sect, and immediately objected, "Outer sect disciples are usually not allowed to go down the mountain to practice and perform tasks. If I make an exception for this disciple, I am afraid that other disciples will be dissatisfied. this-"
"Isn't it right?" Pei Qianyue interrupted in a low voice.
His tone was indifferent, unable to detect any emotion, but the Elder Discipline trembled all over, and quickly lowered his head: "These rules were set by the former city lord who passed away, and we juniors dare not disobey them."
There was a dead silence in the hall, and Feng Ci, who was at the center of the topic, didn't care much.
Pei Qianyue's physical condition was unknown, and Feng Ci was worried, so he naturally wanted to go to Wuya Valley together. It would be best if they were willing to let him follow, if not...he also had other options.
After a while, Pei Qianyue said: "You are right, it is indeed wrong."
Then, he turned around, faced Feng Ci, and said calmly: "From today on, you are my direct disciple. My dear disciple, follow me to Wuya Valley as my teacher."
Feng Ci: "...???"