Pei Qianyue's body suddenly tensed up.
He pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but Feng Ci didn't give him this chance.
Feng Ci borrowed some strength from Pei Qianyue's body, supported him to stand up, and walked directly to the outside.
Pei Qianyue caught up: "Master..."
"How?"
Feng Ci sat down at the table, and found a bag of tea leaves in his storage ring.
This thing was also bought at the Wanhai Bazaar. It is heard that it is a tea produced in a certain fairy mountain with a lot of spiritual energy. Making tea and drinking it can dispel fatigue and enhance cultivation.
Feng Ci doesn't care about these things, but the feeling of waking up from a hangover is not very good, and he wants to drink some hot tea to sober up.
Feng Ci dug out the tea leaves and went to fetch the kettle, but a hand stretched out. The cold fingertips quickly slid across the back of his hand, and he took the pot in his hand: "Me."
The movements are extremely natural.
Feng Ci glanced at him and said nothing.
Pei Qianyue's skill at making tea is actually pretty good.
He first heated it with Lingli clear water, and then skillfully brewed the tea leaves several times. It didn't take long for the room to be filled with the fragrance of tea. The heat was steaming, and his delicate facial features were blurred, adding a different taste.
Feng Ci rested his chin on the side of the table, and he saw something pleasing to the eye in the other party's tea making action.
Sure enough, a good person is good in everything he does.
"This is what the master said, don't be sneaky?" Pei Qianyue pushed the brewed tea in front of Feng Ci, and said calmly.
Feng Ci froze for a moment before realizing what he was referring to.
He stared at the man in a daze again.
Hei really holds a grudge.
Feng Ci took a sip of tea as if to cover up, but didn't answer his words: "Speaking of business, how can you be so slack now that the enemy is in front of you?"
Pei Qianyue hid the faint smile on his lips: "Master taught me the lesson."
It's business to talk about.
Yesterday, Feng Ci spent the whole afternoon, and Xiao Chengxuan chatted in detail, and got a general understanding of the strength of the whole brother of Zhejian Villa and the current fortifications in the villa.
Feng Ci asked Pei Qianyue: "What do you think about Zhejian Villa?"
Although the snake had been slacking off in Feng Ci's sleeve yesterday, Feng Ci didn't believe that he would not take this matter at all. Sure enough, Pei Qianyue immediately replied: "Brother Zhejian Mountain Villa is not bad in strength, and is regarded as the upper class in the cultivation world. In addition, the terrain here is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, if we can set up an ambush near the mountain gate, it will not be in vain. There is no power to fight back."
"Isn't there no power to fight back?" Feng Ci laughed, "That's all you ask of them?"
Pei Qianyue didn't answer.
But Feng Ci knew in his heart that what he said was correct.
With the current strength of Zhejian Villa, it is not easy not to be beaten without any strength to fight back.
Feng Ci asked again: "Then what do you think, if you and I are added, what will be the chances of this great victory?"
"If the owner can't keep Zhejian Villa, no one in this world can stop the real culprit behind the scenes." Pei Qianyue said, "With the owner, it is natural that Zhejian Villa will be safe and sound."
"Safe and sound?" Feng Ci smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "But I want more than that."
Pei Qianyue: "What does the master want?"
The smile on Feng Ci's face subsided, and he said in a low voice, "Murder pays for life."
Pei Qianyue stopped pouring tea for him.
Feng Ci didn't miss his strangeness at this moment.
But the other party hid his emotions quickly, and when Feng Ci raised his eyes to him again, the latter's expression was already normal. He poured a cup of tea for Feng Ci, and calmly pushed him in front of Feng Ci without saying a word.
Feng Ci's eyes narrowed slightly.
Suddenly something else came to mind.
Before Feng Ci intervened in this unimaginable Xianmen massacre, Pei Qianyue was clearly the person who cared the most about this matter in the entire Immortal League. As the leader of the Immortal League, even Brother Langfeng knew that he often went out to investigate alone, which showed that he attached great importance to this matter.
But now...
Feng Ci always felt that he didn't seem to care about the truth anymore.
Just one Hanshan Temple, obviously there are still many doubts.
For example, why did Fengci know in advance that something might happen to Hanshan Temple; for example, why did Master Huikong, who had a very high level of cultivation, did not resist before the strong enemy attacked, and went to death; and for example, why the memory of Master Huikong before his death was tampered with , and who tampered with it.
But these doubts, Pei Qianyue never asked.
These days, he has always been doing what Feng Ci wants to do, and he will do whatever Feng Ci wants to do. As for the rest, he doesn't ask, and doesn't care.
No, maybe it's not that I don't care.
Feng Ci stroked the rim of the cup with his fingers, thinking for a moment.
For a long time, it was difficult for Feng Ci to know what Pei Qianyue was thinking in his heart, but after careful investigation, it was nothing more than that Pei Qianyue was still hiding many things from him.
What happened to him, and what happened to Lingwu Mountain three hundred years ago? With his personality, why did he care so much about the Xianmen massacre when the six sects were watching from the sidelines
Of course Feng Ci wanted to ask, but this person was really smart, and Feng Ci asked several times without prying his mouth open.
He didn't want to say it, so he thought he had nothing to do
Feng Ci thought for a while, then drank the tea in his cup.
Pei Qianyue wanted to pour tea for him again, but just as he took the teapot, Feng Ci raised his hand and held it down.
Warm fingers covered the back of Pei Qianyue's cold hand, but they were not as instant as Pei Qianyue was just touching. Feng Ci rubbed the back of Pei Qianyue's hand slowly, told him to put down the teapot, and then took his hand to him.
Pei Qianyue's expression was a little tense: "Master..."
"Hush." Feng Ci smiled at him, and stood up holding Pei Qianyue's hand.
He was dragged by others and turned around on the spot, making Pei Qianyue turn his back to the edge of the table, so he had to lift up slightly to face Feng Ci.
Feng Ci condescended to him, his hand slid down Pei Qianyue's wrist, and finally pressed on the other's shoulder.
Pei Qianyue's Adam's apple rolled slightly.
The smile in Feng Ci's eyes deepened, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "You said earlier that this face is not good enough for me."
After he finished speaking, a faint light suddenly appeared around him.
In the golden light, Feng Ci's figure rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. His figure became tall and thin, and the hair that hadn't been tied up just now fell loose, almost hanging to the ground.
He raised his eyelids leisurely.
The autumn water is shocking, and it is as cold as frost.
Pei Qianyue froze all over.
A sly smile appeared in Feng Ci's eyes.
"Now..." His voice changed too. The original boy's voice became elegant and quiet, and it seemed a little unreal in the increasingly dazzling light.
Feng Ci took Pei Qianyue's hand again, leaned slightly, and put his cold side face on it: "Are you worthy?"
Pei Qianyue's hand suddenly exerted force, and Feng Ci was pulled into his arms.
He pursed his lips tightly, clamped Feng Ci's waist with one hand, and sank deeply into Feng Ci's hair with the other hand, holding the back of the other's neck with great strength.
"You did it on purpose." Pei Qianyue's voice was astonishingly hoarse, his expression was tense, and the words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.
"obviously."
The world is so close that Pei Qianyue can touch Feng Ci's lips with just a slight lift.
But he didn't move.
Feng Ci knew that Pei Qianyue didn't dare to just kiss him, he smiled and pulled a little away, and said very calmly: "I'm seducing you."
Pei Qianyue's arms suddenly tightened.
Feng Ci actually urged: "Hurry up, it won't change the time."
The human race is far less talented than the monster race in the art of transformation and transformation. The more refined the transformation, the more difficult it is. Such an illusion, which is exactly the same as his original body, may not be able to last a cup of tea with Fengci's cultivation.
Pei Qianyue took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want to know?"
The smile on Feng Ci's face subsided slightly, and he said, "Tell me first, is my body stored in Lingwu Mountain really stolen?"
Be quiet in the house.
For a moment, only slightly messy breathing could be heard in the air.
After a while, Pei Qianyue said in a low voice, "Yes."
Feng Ci's expression sank.
Pei Qianyue said: "I was practicing in the cave that day, and the barrier outside the cave was suddenly broken by someone. I chased it out, but I didn't see anyone. When I came back... the physical body was gone."
Feng Ci stared at him and asked softly, "That's it?"
Pei Qianyue: "That's it."
Feng Ci: "Lie."
Pei Qianyue didn't answer.
"Cheat." Feng Ci raised his hand and pinched his face, "Disobedient."
"I won't give you a kiss."
With a slight push, he released Pei Qianyue's restraint. The latter reached out to pull him, but he couldn't hold back. Fengci Pei Qianyue stood up in his arms, and the brilliance of his whole body faded, and he returned to his original appearance.
It's foolish to think that Pei Qianyue is perfunctory him.
But it's useless to go out.
Pei Qianyue refused to tell the truth, Feng Ci had nothing to do with him.
If you can't even seduce him personally, it's even more difficult to use other methods.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he didn't bother to deal with this stubborn bastard anymore, so he turned around and walked out of the house.
Pei Qianyue got up: "Where is the master going?"
Feng Ci didn't reply: "Of course I'm going to discuss with Xiao Zhuang Master the next strategy to defend against the enemy."
"I-"
"Don't follow." Feng Ci interrupted him, "They didn't know you were in the village, so they appeared rashly, which would arouse suspicion. The enemy is now, and I don't want to waste too much time on gaining the other party's trust."
After he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out directly.
Pei Qianyue stayed alone in the house.
***
Feng Ci was hungover last night, so he woke up a little late today, and stayed in the house with Pei Qianyue for a while, and it was already high in the sun when he walked out of the house.
Brother Zhuang Nei is busy in the front yard.
Xiao Chengxuan was naturally among them.
They obviously drank the same wine, but the young owner still looked energetic, unlike Feng Ci, who was still dizzy in the morning.
Seeing Fengci passing by, Xiao Chengxuan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted him: "I have seen the immortal."
Feng Ci nodded and asked, "How are you getting ready?"
"According to the opinion of the Immortal Venerable, the formation outside the mountain gate has been re-fortified, but this mechanism formation..." Xiao Chengxuan paused, and said, "Zhejian Villa is not good at this way, even the current mechanism formation is nothing more than an ancestor Passed down from generation to generation, so…”
He showed a look of shame.
There is a specialization in surgery, but Feng Ci doesn't think it's strange, and said: "You send me a helper, and I'll help you change it."
Xiao Chengxuan was already prepared.
He immediately called a few disciples to come.
This was also one of the contents discussed by Feng Ci Xiao Chengxuan yesterday. The current fortifications of Folding Sword Villa still have huge loopholes, and there are many parts that need to be adjusted and repaired.
As for how to change it, Feng Ci went through it yesterday, and he already had some calculations in his mind.
He assigned tasks to several younger brothers, and he himself was not idle, so he personally changed a few key joints.
As the leader of a faction, Xiao Chengxuan still has many things to do, unable to follow him all the way, so he sent his eldest brother Jin Yi to be at his beck and call.
Yesterday it was Jin Yi who led Feng Ci into the villa, this young man was already polite to others, but after seeing Xiao Chengxuan's attitude towards Feng Ci today, he even treated Feng Ci as a guest of honor, rushing to work everywhere, not daring to make him tired.
Feng Ci was simply lazy and asked him to do things for him.
If you have nothing to do, you can chat with him: "How is your uncle?"
During the questioning, Jin Yi was adding a spiritual hub to a mechanism doll, he paused for a moment, his eyes darkened: "The owner sent him away last night."
Feng Ci was taken aback.
He knew that Xiao Gong passed out on his knees last night, so Xiao Chengxuan was obviously sent away when the other party fell asleep.
Although that Xiao Zhuangzhu said that he wanted to eliminate the evil for the cultivation world, in fact, he had already made plans to die.
That's why I insisted on sending my only family member away.
Not just him.
Feng Ci looked up.
Everywhere in Folding Sword Villa today, the disciples are performing their duties, with serious and focused expressions. But everyone who stays here, who is not ready to die
Feng Ci closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Don't worry."
Jin Yi turned to him: "What did you say?"
"I said, don't worry." Feng Ci said, "You two will meet again."
And not for long.
***
Feng Ci originally thought that if he locked Pei Qianyue in the room, the other party would probably get angry with him again, or sneak out to cling to him.
But neither.
For the next few days, Pei Qianyue stayed in the house obediently every day, so obediently.
In the past few days, Feng Ci has been busy with the pre-war preparations at Zhejian Villa, and he leaves early and returns late every day, but no matter when he returns, he can always drink the tea made by Pei Qianyue himself at the first time, and enjoy himself as the owner of Langfeng City. Personal service.
Let Feng Ciping feel the joy of being a treasure in a golden house.
Of course, if he didn't ask for anything, he wouldn't be Pei Qianyue.
"...Okay, can't I change it for you?" Feng Ci was so troubled by him that he couldn't help it, and he recited the formula silently, and a pale golden light floated on his body again.
Ever since he knew that Feng Ci could change back to his original state in a short time, it became Pei Qianyue's greatest joy to pester Feng Ci to make him change back every day.
"I'm very tired from becoming like this." The handsome young man leaned against Pei Qianyue's arms, so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.
After a busy day outside, he still has to satisfy Pei Qianyue's unique hobby, which is really tiring.
Pei Qianyue didn't speak.
With his arms around Feng Ci's waist behind him, he groped for the other's wrist with his palm, and slowly channeled his spiritual power into him.
I want him to stay a little longer.
Feng Ci turned over and found a more comfortable position in Pei Qianyue's arms.
"I don't think you're falling for me at all." Feng Ci closed his eyes and chuckled, "You obviously like my body."
Pei Qianyue's hand holding Feng Ci's arm froze suddenly, but soon returned to normal.
"No." Pei Qianyue said softly, "I can tell the difference."
Feng Ci: "What did you say?"
It was already late at this time, Feng Ci was sleepy in his head, and he had to devote all his energy to satisfy Pei Qianyue, so his mind was not sober.
Pei Qianyue spoke softly, she didn't know if she was talking to him, or she was saying to herself: "I said, I can tell the difference."
"Okay, okay, you can tell the difference." Feng Ci didn't care, he yawned, "I have to get that broken body back quickly, it's always so troublesome."
After a while, he said again: "I'm going to sleep, you're not allowed to touch me while I'm asleep, or I won't give it to you next time."
Pei Qianyue buried his hand on the side of his neck, took a deep breath, and said with great attachment, "Okay."