Xie Bian panicked, he pushed Fan Wuxi away, and deliberately put on airs and said seriously: "This is a private matter, how can you talk to outsiders."
Fan Wuxi raised his eyebrows: "Is the senior brother an outsider? Didn't you say that you treat me like a younger brother?"
"You..." Xie Piant stood up abruptly, "The tea is cold, I'm going to read a book."
Fan Wuzhen grabbed Xie Bian's wrist, and he also stood up: "Senior brother."
"What are you doing?" Xie Bian turned around, and suddenly found that Fan Wuxi was almost as tall as himself. At this age, did he really grow so fast
"Brother, I have read all the books you gave me, but there are still things I don't understand. Let's talk about it."
Jie Bian's deer eyes widened, and he was embarrassed and annoyed. No one knew about this kind of thing, and he knew it secretly. Could it be that when he didn't understand, he would ask Zhong Kui? I'm ashamed. He lowered his voice with a guilty conscience: "You can just see for yourself, come and ask me what I do."
"Senior brother asked me to see, didn't he just want me to understand? Since senior brother understands, why can't he just tell me?" Without letting go of the wrist, the thumb still caressed the slightly raised pulse intentionally or unintentionally. Thinking of this hand, which can not only give him the most gentle touch, but also make Zongxuan's swordsmanship superb and invincible, his heart beats endlessly.
"I don't understand very well, you, yourself understand."
"Really..." Fan Wuxi rolled his eyes, and said again, "Although I only know half of it, I also know that I did something disrespectful to my brother that night."
Xie Bian's face turned red almost instantly, and he shook off Fan Wuxi's hand forcefully: "It's nothing, you think too much, you just fell asleep."
"But I remember that I had an erection at that time, and the senior brother also felt it. Will the senior brother blame me?"
Jie Bian was about to explode, he was in a hurry: "Don't talk nonsense, no one blames you, and don't ask such messy questions again, get rid of distracting thoughts, and cultivate the Tao!" He left Fan Wuzhen and left in a hurry .
Fan Wuxi stared at Xie Bian's handsome back with slender waist and long legs, and slowly licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, with undisguised deep desire in his eyes. Sooner or later, like in his previous life, he will be able to hug this person anytime and anywhere to get enough—
Throughout the day, Xie Bian was hiding from Fan Wuyi. He never knew that raising his younger brother would bring so many troubles. He thought that he would do his best to feed and clothe him, urge him to practice martial arts, and take care of him outside. The responsibility of being an elder brother is gone, but I didn't expect to face all kinds of embarrassing problems of growing up as an ignorant teenager.
Moreover, I don't know if it's superfluous, but he can often feel Fan Wuzhen staring at him with all kinds of incomprehensible eyes, and sometimes it even makes his heart shudder, as if... as if when he didn't know, the two of them There are other causes and effects in between.
However, he couldn't avoid Fan Wuxi all the time, and they had to practice sword together at night.
When they met again, Fan Wuxi looked as usual, but Xie Bian seemed uncomfortable, and was a little absent-minded when fighting.
Fan Wuzhen suddenly thrust his sword horizontally, stabbing at Xie Bian's vitals quickly and violently. Xie Bian was startled, and it was too late to dodge when he regained consciousness.
The blade brushed against the fabric of Xie Bian's chest, and Fan Wushi took the opportunity to go around behind him, clasping his arm with one hand, and at the same time, the blade lay across the front of that slender, white and slender neck.
"you… "
"Senior brother, don't concentrate." Fan Wuzhen's chest was pressed against Xie Bian's back as if there was nothing, and his warm breath gushed into his ears, "You always told me not to be distracted at any time, but you are not distracted when compared to Xie Bian's back." If you are so careless with the sword, what if I am the enemy?"
Xie Bian was a little discouraged: "Brother was negligent." He wanted to break free from Fan Wuxi's grip, but his hand was clenched tightly.
"Brother has been avoiding me today, are you angry with me?"
"No, your senior brother is a narrow-minded person." Jie Bian said, "Let go of me first."
Fan Wuxi hesitated for a moment, let go of his hand, and said calmly, "Why are you angry with me?"
"I'm not mad at you."
"You're clearly mad at me for asking you those questions?"
"I said no."
Fan Wuxi pursed his lips, looked at Xie Bian with some complaints, as if he had really been wronged, and stubbornly refused to speak.
Xie Bian couldn't help feeling guilty, he said softly: "Wuyi, it's the brother who is bad, but the brother is really not angry with you."
"Then are you still avoiding me?"
"No more." Xie Bian patted Fan Wuxi's head, as if comforting a puppy.
Fan Wuxi snorted softly, "Only you can touch me like this."
Xie Bian smiled: "Who called me your senior brother." He couldn't help but sighed, "Why do you grow so fast?"
"I've said it all, this year I will be as tall as you, and next year I will surpass you."
"Then I won't grow, and you will grow to five feet seven one day?"
"Um."
"Big words." Xie Bian sneered, "No one knows what will happen in the future."
Fan Wuxi looked at Xie Bian with a smile, his eyes were so gentle that he would never have imagined. Yes, no one can know the future, but he remembers the figure and appearance of this person who once filled his sights—
As night fell, Xie Bian took Fan Wuxi to Jingzhou City to play. I heard that there is a monthly night market today, and this one in the first month is the most lively of the year.
There are so many people in the city, and the night market runs parallel to each other, making it impossible to move an inch, and there are long queues at some food stalls, the more people Xie Bian sees, the more he wants to join in the fun.
In order to prevent getting separated, Fan Wuxi naturally held Jie Bian's hand, Xie Bian was busy walking around, eating this and that, without feeling anything wrong.
But Fan Wuxi remembered that when he was a child, his elder brother took him by the hand and took him to the lantern festival. When he was tired from walking, his elder brother let him ride on his neck. Looking back on the past, he still couldn't tell whether he was a rebel by nature, or because Zong Ziheng was so kind to him that he wanted to keep this kindness as his own for the rest of his life.
Xie Bian bought a freshly made sesame candy, took a bite himself, his eyes lit up immediately, and he put the steaming delicacy to Fan Wuxi's mouth: "It's delicious, try it quickly."
"I don't..." Fan Wuxi looked at the sesame candy that Xie Bian had bitten off, his heart moved, he took a bite at the place where he had bitten, the mouth was crispy and sweet, he licked his lips, stared at the Xie Bian smiled lightly, "It's so sweet."
The sesame candy was made into a round pancake with a big face, and there were some places that hadn’t been touched. Fan Wushi overlapped Xie Bian’s teeth marks and bit. Don't care.
Fan Wuxi was the same: "Brother, why don't you eat?"
"Oh, I'm a little full." Xie Bian wrapped the sesame candy and threw it into the universe bag.
"I haven't eaten this thing, we don't have it in Sichuan."
"Well, I haven't eaten either."
Fan Wuxi held Xie Bian's hand again: "There are a lot of people in front, let's go and have a look."
Xie Bian withdrew his hand without a trace: "Okay, let's go, I guess we have to queue again."
He walked a few steps quickly, but was quickly caught up by Fan Wuzhen, who held his hand again: "Don't run around, there are so many people here, we should get separated."
Xie Bian suddenly felt warm in his palms, and even sweated in such a cold day.
In the middle of the night, there were still many people on the street. The brothers and sisters were full and planned to go back to rest.
Without any warning, a loud noise suddenly came from a distance, the sound was as loud as thunder from nine heavens, startling everyone in the street, and then, a burst of flames appeared in the direction of the Pure Yang Sect.
"Oh my god, something happened, something happened to Luo Jinwu!"
Xie Bian was startled: "That's... Luo Jinwu is on fire?!"
Fan Wuxi drew out his sword: "Go, go back and have a look."
The Chunyang Sect has a curfew, so there are no Chunyang Sect disciples in the city at this time. The two of them rose up with their swords, and in the blink of an eye, the bursts of exclamation fell behind.
They flew back to Luo Jinwu at the fastest speed. The closer they got, the more ferocious the fire could be seen. Looking down from the sky, the disciples of Chunyang Sect were rushing to put out the fire, like a group of disorderly ants.
After falling to the ground, Jie Bian grabbed a disciple: "What happened?"
The disciple said anxiously: "The water is gone, do you still need to ask!" After saying that, he broke free and ran away with the bucket.
"It's definitely not a simple running of water, with the sound of an explosion." Fan Wuxi said.
"Find Master quickly." Xie Bian was very worried about Zhong Kui, fearing that he would become unconscious after drinking, "Go to Master's residence, and I'll go and see where the fire started."
"good."
Xie Bian ran to the place where the fire was most intense, and felt a chill in his heart. That was the residence of the past masters of the Chunyang Sect—Zhengyang Palace.
In this situation, it is hard not to remind people of the Cangyu Sect's Feiling Envoy. Although the two female cultivators are not crazy people, no matter how you look at it, the attack was aimed at Xu Zhinan and Treasure House.
The high-ranking disciples are drawing a rain formation, the low-ranking disciples are collecting water to put out the fire, and the elders have probably already gone in to save people. Because Yuanyang Kungfu is a fire-attributed kungfu, they are more resistant to heat and fire than ordinary people, but it doesn't mean they can't be burned. Such a big fire, the people inside may be more or less inauspicious.
Xie Bi'an was very anxious, worried about both Zhong Kui and Xu Zhinan.
"Senior brother!" Fan Wushi ran over, "I didn't find Master."
Xie Bian looked at the smoldering flames: "No deterrence, Master won't..." If Xu Zhinan was killed, based on what he knew about Zhong Kui, he would definitely go in to save people.
Fan Wuxi shook his head, thinking that Xu Zhinan might be inside, his brows were also furrowed.
As a grandmaster of a generation, Xu Zhinan shouldn't have been trapped here, but he was in a weak state, if he was framed by a premeditated design...
"Master!" A cry came.
I saw Zhong Kui rushing out of the fire with a man covered in frost and snow on his back.