Chapter 39: Disputes
The two looked up, Fan Chen was so frightened that he shivered, his mouth opened, and he hurriedly said, "Seventh Senior Brother, Senior Sister Phantom Silk, no, no, no." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Feng Yueli smiled bitterly, turned around slowly, dragged his steps and left, his back was cold and lonely by the moonlight, and the sad person was at the end of the world, and he was lonely alone.
"Senior brother!" Phantom Silk turned around and shouted at Feng Yueli, and then turned back sharply and scolded Fan Chen.
"Okay, you mortal dust, you know that Senior Brother Seventh likes you, but you don't know how to reject him, but behind your back you are with Senior Brother Nine, because Senior Brother Seventh likes you so much, and treats you so well......!
"She's my woman!" Shen Tu Rin Ye raised his eyes and looked at Phantom Silk in a very domineering tone.
"No, Senior Sister!" Fan Chen explained in a hurry, pushing Shen Tu Rin Ye in front of him with his hands, struggling in the water.
"Okay, you mortal, you actually got together with Senior Brother Nine behind our backs, and you were actually in the water... You really can't see it, decorating with Qingyu all day long, decorating good sisters, actually robbing other people's favorite people, good you!" Phantom Silk raised her voice, and sneered at Fan Chen.
Shen Tu Rinye's face changed, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly to Phantom Silk: "Get out!"
Phantom Silk panicked, and seeing that Shen Tu Rin was a little angry at night, he lowered his voice and whispered, "You wait for me, Fanchen!"
After saying that, he ran away with a smile on his face, and soon jumped into the woods.
Fan Chen was anxious and shouted loudly: "Don't go, don't go!"
Soon, the phantom silk disappeared in his eyes, and suddenly his eyes were misty and moist with tears, and Rin Ye's heart trembled fiercely.
It's over, it's really over, Fanchen wondered in his heart, he actually accepted his kiss, why?
She raised her eyes and looked at Shen Tu Rin Ye pleadingly, his heart suddenly turned into soft cotton, and he slowly let go of the mortal dust.
Shentu Rin Ye gently lowered his head and whispered to her, "As long as you like me, it's enough!"
Fan Chen bit his lip tightly, he couldn't do this to Qingyu, he couldn't. Fingers clasped his thighs hard, he must make him die, definitely.
Fan Chen slowly raised his head, showed a disdainful smile, looked at Shen Tu Rin Ye bewitchingly, and teased him.
"Do you think I really like you? I just think you're good-looking, so I'm playing with you!
Shen Tu Rin Ye's brows furrowed, his face suddenly sank, and the originally warm air around him instantly became cold.
The sky was dark, and the heart was empty, as if the whole world had abandoned him, and loneliness, loneliness, and loss overwhelmed him.
He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly, staring at Mortal Dust with hateful eyes, and then disappeared with it, leaving only wisps of white mist.
Fan Chenmu stretched out his right hand to grab the last wisp of white mist, but it slipped through her fingers, she knew that she had hurt him so much, he was gone, and she would never see him again!
In the water, he hugged himself like a helpless child, the endless cold soaked the bone marrow, his body trembled slightly, and Fan Chen looked up like the sky, just to keep the tears from falling.
"What about Senior Brother Nine?" Bai Yao stood in the center of the banquet with a long embroidered qin more than one meter long, looking at the empty seat in the night.
"I was here just now, I don't know!" Senior Brother Chang Yi muttered back.
Qing Yu, who was standing beside Bai Yao, had his eyes lit up, and when he saw Feng Yueli coming out of the forest, his face was sullen, and he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Senior Brother Li, what's wrong with you, have you seen Senior Brother Rinye?"
Feng Yueli looked like a zombie, ignoring Qingyu's questioning, sat down listlessly and slowly, picked up the wine jug and held it high, he grew his mouth, and a stream of sake flowed into the mouth of the pot.
If grief can drink, then a broken love is a hangover.
"Old Seven, what's wrong with you?" Second Senior Brother Su Xuan looked at Yueli with concern.
Feng Yueli still held the wine jug high, drank the last drop of wine in the wine jug, and ignored the care of the second senior brother Su Xuan.
"Senior Brother Yueli, you are drinking like this, isn't it ruining the deliciousness of fine wine!" Third Senior Brother Yun Chi hurriedly stepped forward and took away the empty wine jug in his hand.
When everyone saw him like this, they were very puzzled, and they stepped forward to persuade him with good words.
"Ignore me!" Feng Yueli said in a low tone, picked up the flask on the table next to him and drank it.
At this moment, Phantom Silk walked out of the forest, and then ran straight towards Feng Yueli, snatching the wine jug from his hand.
"Leave me alone!" Feng Yueli roared.
Phantom Silk snorted.
"Humph!"
Qingyu muttered to herself: "What's the matter, I've only been gone for a while, Senior Brother Rin Ye and Fan Chen are gone, and Senior Brother Yueli is like this again!"
Phantom Silk raised her eyes to look at Qingyu and sneered at her.
"Haha, your Rin Night brother and your best ......"
Feng Yueli immediately got up, and with a look on his face, Huang Zhuang pulled the phantom silk behind him, and whispered to her, "Don't!"
"What's the best? what do you say?" Qingyu tilted her head to look at Phantom Silk.
Phantom Silk frowned, her eyes were firmly fixed on Feng Yueli, seeing him like this and still speaking for Fan Chen, she was jealous in her heart, she was unwilling to come to such a time, Feng Yueli still had to defend her.
Feng Yueli looked at Phantom Silk pleadingly, her heart softened, and she slowly spoke, and her tone was very difficult to answer.
"It's nothing! When Senior Brother Nine and Little Senior Sister come back, you can ask them yourself!"
Bai Yao's brows tightened, looking at Phantom Silk like this, she knew that she must have something unspeakable, and she must be for Fengyue not to say it.
Thinking that maybe it must have something to do with Fan Chen, he gently put the long embroidered qin in his arms on the wine table, and walked straight to Phantom Silk with light steps with bad intentions.
Gently grabbed Phantom Silk's arm and asked, "Senior sister has something to say, did the little junior sister do something?"
Her eyes lit up, and she stared at the phantom thread.
Feng Yue was on the other side, and her hand tugged hard at the phantom silk, shaking her head eagerly, begging her not to tell the matter.
Phantom Silk rushed out of the crowd excitedly, waved her hand helplessly, and shouted loudly: "I don't know, you can ask Fanchen yourself!"
"Fanchen!" Yun Chi shouted, and everyone followed his gaze, only to see Fanchen coming out of the forest soaking wet.
Without any expression, his eyes are confused, and he walks very slowly and slowly.
"Little junior sister, why are you wet all over?" Senior Brother Chang Yi looked at her curiously.
Fan Chen's eyes flickered, he raised his head suddenly, and replied weakly: "I just fell into the Ming Pool!"
Qingyu hurriedly stepped forward, and with a slight wave of his hand, the skirt on Fanchen's body instantly dried, and his hair, which was still dripping and unkempt, also smoothed out.
"Qingyu, why are you always wet, you went back to the banquet like this a hundred years ago, and this time it's still the same, I don't know how to dry my whole body. ā
That's right... I'm soaking wet every time.