For more than ten days in the Wulin League, Qi Yan cycled through sleeping, eating, eating and sleeping. Occasionally, he would lie on the desk and study ink for Xizhao, a cold-faced monster. The little book boy of the martial arts leader...
"It's too much to bully others..."
"Huh? What did you say?" Xizhao, who was writing something, asked.
Qi Yan licked his dry lips: "I asked you if you are still short of ink..."
A trace of interest flashed in Xizhao's eyes, and he shook his head: "It's not necessary now, you can go down."
Qi Yan rolled his eyes, stood up, and walked towards the bed with elegant steps, picking up a pot of tea and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the table.
Ever since Qi Yan came here, there has been no shortage of pastries in this room. Qi Yan ate and drank all kinds of pastries and fruit teas of various flavors. How could he look like a prisoner
"Well, today it's sweet-scented osmanthus cake!" Qi Yan took a bite and said in surprise, "Actually, yesterday's almond cake was also good. Let the cook make it again tomorrow. I haven't eaten enough yet."
Xizhao didn't speak, as if he didn't hear Qi Yan's words.
Qi Yan didn't care anymore. Xizhao was always like this anyway, not answering or responding, but what appears on the table tomorrow must be the almond cake he likes to eat...
There was a feeling of being raised, but Qi Yan shook his head and put this thought away.
"I'm going out after noon today." Xizhao suddenly said, "Do you want to go out with me?"
"Can I follow?!" Qi Yan shouted in surprise.
"If you want to go, of course you can go." Xizhao put down the brush in his hand and saw that it was already noon, so he called for lunch.
Qi Yan and Xizhao ate together. This had been the case for the past few days. Qiyan's usual appearance was also thoroughly understood by Xizhao, and he was no longer able to control his usual lack of etiquette.
After lunch, Qi Yan rubbed Xizhao and got a red-purple dress. After putting it on happily, he came to Xizhao.
"Let's go, let's see what I do!" Qi Yan's face turned red with excitement: "Sure enough, red is more suitable for me!"
"That's true." Xizhao glanced at him, turned around and walked out: "Follow me."
This time with Xizhao leading the way, Qi Yan visited this huge border city thoroughly. Qi Yan ate a lot of snacks along the way, and even ran into the cold cake guy who gave Qi Yan a piece of cold cake last time.
"Hey, miss, you came out with your husband again!" The little brother smiled brightly: "This is fate, and I will give you a piece of cold cake."
With that said, he wrapped Qi Yan with a piece of soft and glutinous cold cake in oil paper.
Qi Yan took it with a smile and scolded Xizhao: "Give me some money."
"No, no, no, no money this time." The younger brother smiled in a friendly manner: "You and your husband are coming to visit Border City together. There is nothing we can do, so please be careful. "
Qi Yan smiled: "I didn't accept it last time, but I will accept it this time."
"Please accept it." The younger brother smiled and said to Xizhao, "Brother, you are so lucky to have such a gentle wife."
Xizhao nodded without saying a word.
Qi Yan was eating cold cake, walking beside Xizhao, looking at all kinds of people on the street. Qi Yan, who was in this scene again, was still full of interest in this scene.
This time it was not an early gathering, but there were more things. Qi Yan was attracted by a few ghost faces at this moment. Qi Yan particularly liked that black and ferocious grimace.
"Buy it for me!" Qi Yan pulled Xizhao's sleeve and looked at him expectantly: "I like this!"
Xizhao glanced at him. Although he was surprised by the interaction between the two, he silently took out his money and paid Qi Yan's bill.
Qi Yan was like a child, with the black evil ghost mask hanging sideways on his head, holding the cold cake in his hand, and eating it bite by bite.
Seeing his appearance, Xizhao was very puzzled.
"Why don't you want to leave the Demon Cult?"
"Why don't you want to come out?" Qi Yan looked over in confusion: "Who said I don't want to come out of the Demon Cult?"
“Why can’t I see you so many times?”
Hearing his question, Qi Yan was startled: "It's not that I don't want to come out, it's just..." I'm too lazy to come out.
Seeing his slightly embarrassed look, Xizhao knew that it must be his own problem.
Recalling the past fights with the demon sect, the invincibility of the Blood Demon, the calm wisdom of the Qinglong, the knife hidden in the smile of the White Tiger, the viciousness of Xuanwu... Xizhao once also wondered why Qinglong, Baihu and Xuanwu all showed up, Suzaku But there is no breath of existence at all.
Some people say that there may be only three guardians in the Demon Cult, but because the name Suzaku is too feminine, they skipped it.
But now, when Xizhao saw the legendary Suzaku, he was really speechless.
How should this Suzaku be described... enchanting and colorful? Charming and gorgeous? Delicate and feminine
"You look at me now like a hungry wolf!" Qi Yan pouted: "Is it possible that you have a broken sleeve?"
Xizhao looked at him for a while: "If I hadn't seen you before, I would have thought you were a woman."
The look of this young man is no different from that of a lady from a wealthy family.
When Xizhao said this, Qi Yan remembered that night at Xingchun Tower, and his face suddenly turned red. He looked at Xizhao and said anxiously: "Stop talking, stop talking! If you're not ashamed, I'm still ashamed. !”
After saying this, Qi Yan walked in one direction like a headless fly.
After walking a few steps, Qi Yan bumped into someone.
"Ouch..."
Qi Yan touched his chest, and a little dwarf bumped into his chest, which was quite painful.
After taking a few steps back, Qi Yan was blocked by Xizhao.
"What's wrong?" Xizhao held his shoulders from behind with both hands to steady his body.
"No, I was hit by someone." After saying this, Qi Yan took a serious look at the little man and realized that he was extremely beautiful.
The round and tender face combined with this unorthodox male outfit gave him the image of a young boy.
Although there was no systematic prompt, Qi Yan recognized at a glance that this person was the heroine Leng Daiyuan, who was disguised as a man!
After calming down, Qi Yan shouted: "You little dwarf, why are you walking without looking at the road!"
Leng Daiyuan looked at him coldly and snorted: "It's extremely disgusting that a man would make such an attitude."
Qi Yan's face turned pale: "You!"
Why is this heroine different from the heroine we first knew? It's choking when it comes up, and it looks like a very high-end one!
Qi Yan stared at him aggrievedly, and suddenly his eyes flashed. Qi Yan was held by Xizhao's wrist and turned in one direction.
"You went the wrong way, this is the way back."
After saying that, Xizhao glanced at Leng Daiyuan with an indifferent expression, and then left with Qi Yan without looking back.