The bed curtain suddenly opened in the darkness, and a woman with disheveled hair pounced coldly.

Chi Yue sensitively took the person in her arms, but she didn't expect the other party to slap something in her face with a "snap".

"Where is the wicked? Lao Tzu took you! ”

The demon was stunned.

Yan Buli felt that the ghost had been fixed in place by his copy of the Tao Te Ching, so he breathed a sigh of relief and put away the book, broke free from the other party's embrace and scolded: "Damn, I'm still a pervert, I actually touched Lao Tzu's waist"

"Don't worry, it's me." The pervert covered his face and spoke in a sullen tone.

Yan Buli was immediately stunned, and after reacting, he couldn't help coughing dryly: "Eh, it turned out to be the sect master, why did you get lost in my room in the middle of the night?" ”

Chi Yue sighed: "I'm afraid that you will be angry because of the maids, but I didn't expect you to have fallen asleep, so"

"So you went into the house in the middle of the night and pretended to be a ghost to scare me?" Yan Buli answered angrily.

"It's okay to have such a misunderstanding, his original plan was not so simple.

Yan Buli turned around, took out a snow-satin gold coat and put it on, and took a fire hyacinth to light a few candles in the corner. Under the brilliance, the hut of Nahe Courtyard suddenly brightened, and Chi Yue's peerless handsome face was also set off by the candlelight.

Yan Buli stared blankly at the word "morality" on the door of his head, and then looked down at the inked book in his hand, and laughed out loud.

The boss of the Demon Gate looked at him with a "moral" face, and wondered, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Yan Buli felt that his whole body was twitching, and his internal organs rolled with laughter, so he had to reluctantly use his facial muscles to smooth out the corners of his mouth, and pretended to be indifferent: "It's nothing, it's just that my subordinates think that the sect master you really need moral education, and the fact that you break into the boudoir at night is against the style of a gentleman." ”

Chi Yue raised her long eyebrows and squeezed the word "de" on her forehead crookedly: "Gentlemen are just little people with masks." Does Mo Chou like gentlemen? ”

Lao Tzu likes women's swallows and does not centrifuge.

"I really didn't expect Mo Chou to read the Taoist scriptures," Chi Yue leaned over and looked at the book in someone's hand and said.

"Hehe, I can't sleep at night, look at this hypnosis" It is estimated that Jiang Mochou used this book as a soothing incense.

Chi Yue picked it up and flipped through two pages, and quickly yawned: "This sect doesn't read Taoist scriptures on weekdays, but there are a few Buddhist books in the house." ”

Yan Buli was surprised: "Sect Master, do you still have Buddhist scriptures?" ”

"Well, compared to the Taoist scriptures, the Buddhist scriptures are more square."

"Oh."

"Strict."

"Hmm."

"Deep."

"Yes."

"It's the best place to put a corner on the table."

“”

Chi Yue put the book on the rosewood desk with no interest, and her eyes swept casually, and she was immediately attracted by a roll of plain silk lying in the middle of the table.

Next to the eyebrow lines, behind the blue and white pen holder, a thin white Xuan was tightly covered on the three-foot-wide banner.

"Hey, don't worry about what kind of masterpiece is this new painting?"

Yan Buli was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to block his outstretched paws: "This subordinate has nothing to do, and it is unsightly." It's okay if the sect master doesn't look at it. ”

It's a pity that it's still a step too late.

Chi Yue had already quickly uncovered the thin Xuan, and a pair of ink and wash Danqing that contrasted with each other came into view in an instant.

The light ink in the distance is blurred, a vein of mountains and rivers is smooth and continuous, the fine brush is left blank in the near place, and the clear water and autumn pond are rippling into waves. The sharp point is three or two mustard boats, and the moss turns into a half-bay shallow. The clouds dye the sky light, and the willows blow the embankment long. The swallow pecks the pond green, and the fish plays with the lotus.

In the depths of the white sand, in the bushes, there is a black-shelled king eight lying upright.

Looking at the solidified back of the sect master, Yan Buli quietly stepped back, and as soon as he retreated to the door, he listened to Chi Yue's painting and smiled: "Mo Chou, is this a self-portrait?"

Someone slipped and tripped on the threshold.

Chi Yue Shi Ran walked over, picked up the beauty on the ground, patted it clean and carried it back to the house.

"You, why bother to be angry for a few maids This is only the first batch, this sect has prepared several batches of manpower for you, and you are not satisfied with the selection tomorrow."

This is planning to form a group to abuse Lao Tzu in turns

Yan Buli smiled dryly: "Forget it, your immortal-level maids can't afford it, except for Miss Yue, I don't want anyone else." ”

Chi Yuejing poured himself a cup of tea and said leisurely: "It's okay, I'll send it to you tomorrow." ”

Yes? Yan Buli, who was so good at talking, sat across the table and looked at him suspiciously. This old Wang Ba won't be playing a trick on himself again.

Then I heard the man say unhurriedly: "Anyway, I've already given her a meal and a gongsan." ”

"Chi Yue!" Yan Buli slapped the table angrily, "You here"

"If that girl keeps to herself, the sect will give her the antidote in a month." The other party looked indifferent.

"Damn, if you don't talk much, you'll die panting! Yan Buli rubbed his hands and sat down.

Looking at the person with a distorted expression in the candlelight, Chi Yue smiled shamelessly.

He found that Jiang Mochou had now become the same as the wild peacocks in the back mountain, and when he was proud, he was full of the world, and as soon as he was teased, he would blow up his hair every minute.

"Then thank you Sect Master. It's not too early now, the sect master is tired from a day's work, so let's go back and rest early. A white-haired peacock glared at him angrily.

Chi Yue leaned lazily on the bamboo couch: "This sect will sleep here tonight." ”

Yan Buli said in a stiff tone: "There is only one bed here, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient." ”

"What's inconvenient?" The other party showed a harmless smile on his face.

Gender inconvenience

Really unable to entangle with this old rascal, Yan Buli sighed on his back: "Then the sect master should go to bed, and his subordinates should sleep on the couch." ”

His waist tightened, and when he came back to his senses, he was already trapped in that embrace that was deeper than the night.

Chi Yue hugged someone who was constantly struggling and walked to the bed: "This sect promises to do nothing, just sleep. ”

"You lie to the ghost!" Yan Buli is a prodigal son, I don't know how many women have been fooled with such words, so she naturally knows what kind of intestines the man in front of her is around.

"Mo Chou" he put the woman on the bed and said with a solemn expression, "The people and horses of the Wulin League are gathering, and the righteous path will soon attack the Ghost Sect." Biluo Valley may not be peaceful during this time, you better stay by my side an inch. ”

Ha? The righteous path is finally going to crusade against the ghost gate?! Yan Buli's heart suddenly turned the gongs and drums turned upside down, and the firecrackers rang out in unison, and the sect master was overjoyed!

"But even if they assassinate, they will kill you, and I am unlucky to be close to you, right?" I don't know if I will be used as a shield one day, wouldn't that undercover agent die unjustly?

"You have been seen by those fleeing assassins today, and I am afraid that the news that the head of the Ghost Sect is still alive will soon spread all over the rivers and lakes, and they are very likely to attack you."

Yan Buli was silent, although he was ordered to go undercover, but his true identity was only known to the alliance leader and a few elders, if it was really the moment to meet with swords, it was difficult to guarantee that those unaware righteous people would not be injured by mistake.

"Don't be afraid, this sect will protect you." Chi Yue patted the other party's shoulder comfortingly, "Where is the ghost gate so easy to break into?" Tomorrow, I will discuss with the patriarch of the sect about resisting the enemy, no matter how many people the righteous path comes this time, they will have to explain to me in this Biluo Valley! ”

Yan Buli was taken aback when he heard this, and asked in a hurry, "Can my subordinates participate in the deliberations tomorrow?" ”

Chi Yue smiled: "You don't have to worry about the things inside the door, you can rest in peace in the future." ”

This is the rhythm of the package.

As an undercover agent with a high professional awareness, Yan Buli was willing to let go of this opportunity to listen to secrets, and said righteously at the moment: "My subordinates are also from the ghost gate, how can the enemy be comfortable and enjoy himself at the moment?!" ”

"That's it, it's rare that you have this heart, and it's okay if you're willing to come and join in the fun." Chi Yue agreed happily while rubbing cheekily onto the bed.

Yan Buli immediately rolled over and rolled into the corner, separating himself from the Great Plague God of Chi. This bodyguard was no less threatening than an Assassin.

Chi Yue saw that the other party looked like a snake and scorpion avoiding him, so she had to smile helplessly, and lay on the edge of the bed in a proper manner, without the slightest transgression. Glancing at the woman wrapped in layers of quilts, he raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, and several candles in the corner of the room suddenly went out.

In the silent darkness, there was a pair of deep pool eyes shining with brilliance: "Don't worry, the night is long, the wind is cold and the weather is cold, you and me"

"My subordinates are tired, if there is anything to cough up in the future, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Not what you think"

"Sleep."

"I mean"

"Shut up!"

The other party finally quieted down.

Yan Buli turned over, turned his back to him and closed his eyes. I don't know how long it took, but someone seemed to hear a faint sigh in the fog:

"It's just a slitted quilt, as for it?"