Sky Break Chapter 14: The Eastern Sun (1)
It didn't take long for the tent to be quiet, and even Yi Lan was still immersed in Fang Cai's confession and didn't ease up, and Xuan Yu said, "Why are you short-lived." β
Yi Lan only felt like he had been beaten in the head, and for a while, there was no atmosphere, and he instantly lowered his face: "I really can't tell you this." β
Xuan Yu paused, turned around and covered her again, and propped one hand on her side: "If you don't make it clear, I'll treat you as if you're making up an excuse to fool me." The other hand stretched out and pinched her face: "You don't have a good ability to make up nonsense, but you can make up one or two." β
Her face instantly wrinkled into a bun: "Don't embarrass me, I can't be the master of this matter alone, when the leader comes, I'll ask him, or you go and ask him personally, woo, he should tell you." β
"Yi Fenghuan." He snorted coldly and gritted his teeth quietly, "It's Yi Fenghuan again, you just didn't face him in front of me for half a day, and you were uncomfortable." β
Yi Lan looked helpless: "I didn't mention Yi Fenghuan, I mentioned the leader." After speaking, he was stunned, his eyes blinked, he didn't know what he thought, his face was red, his eyes flickered, and he coughed embarrassedly: "Even if the two of them are the same person, but I didn't emphasize the name, what are you doing so angrily." β
Xuan Yu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and raised his eyes to look at her: "I deeply suspect now that you told me yesterday that you didn't like Yi Fenghuan and were fooling me." β
Yi Lan was shocked: "Pavilion Master, when I was still so tall, the leader was already so tall. As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured: "If I am really eighteen years old this year, then he is six years older than me, I was still a doll back then, and I rarely spent time alone with him after I left him, how can I like it." β
Xuan Yu hooked his lips slightly, but immediately restrained his expression, staring at her still displeased: "Did he bring you from Biluo Palace to Fushen back then?" β
Yi Lan's eyes widened.
Seeing that in the next moment, her trembling lips would spit out a sentence "You did it on purpose", Xuan Yu slowly bent her lips, but there was no smile on her face: "If you don't say it, with the resident level of the master of Chongxiao Pavilion in Qionghua Building, sooner or later it will be found out." β
The words were stuffed back into his throat, Yi Lan swallowed into his stomach again, bit his cheek and said: "What you found out can be the same as what I said, I am a killer, and I will not say it if I don't betray the master and don't leak secrets." β
Xuan Yu also stopped talking, his lips pursed into a line, and his expression was indifferent and he couldn't see joy or anger.
Rao is Yi Lan is used to being stared at, and he is quite uncomfortable at this moment, so he can't help but look away, but he finds that he is not wearing clothes on his upper body, and he can catch a glimpse of him wherever he looks.
She sighed and looked up, "You-"
"You want me to ask Yi Fenghuan in person." Xuan Yu raised his eyebrows, and rarely laughed a little ruffian, "Do you believe that I beat him all over the ground looking for teeth?" β
Yi Lan froze for a long time, let out a weak "ah", and was stunned for a long time before he completely came back to his senses: "You are a hooligan!" β
What can I say, now the three most famous brothers of the Yi family's main branch, the leader of her family ranks second, and her appearance and kung fu are also ranked second. But to be honest, the faces of the three brothers of the Yi family are not much different from each other, but their martial arts are 108,000 miles apart. So the "second" of the leader is actually not much better than her.
Xuan Yu rubbed her face very happily: "Before he came, if you didn't deliberately avoid me, I would not beat him all over the ground looking for teeth." β
Yi Lan was stunned, closed his eyes and sighed: "Why are you doing this." β
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the bed was moving, and Yi Lan turned his head, and saw that some living thing was about to emerge from the gap in the tent.
She babbled in fright, shrunk her shoulders and moved inward, only to see that the living creature had come out of a corner and burrowed in all its parts, and only then did she see that it wasβ
His clothes???
At the same time, Xuan Yu also straightened up, took his clothes and slowly put them on.
Yi Lan blinked repeatedly, and was just about to sigh, "This skill is too convenient, I can't afford to provoke it", when I heard him say: "As long as Yi Fenghuan is in this villa, I can beat his face from the fifth on the beauty list to the fifth on the ugly list, you think clearly." β
But Qionghualou didn't issue the "ugly list" either.
Yi Lan swallowed, not daring to say more, nodding garlic as he fastened the buckle and looked over to her.
She hurriedly sat up to get out of bed, but was pushed back by him with a palm.
Xuan Yu also lay on the pillow, was quiet for a moment, turned sideways at Yi Lan, and stretched out his hand: "Come and hug me." β
Don't dare to resist, let alone resist.
Yi Lan moved over with a pair of dead fish eyes, tilting his head slightly to rest on his chest. His hand stroked her back, and his voice lowered: "Just stay with me here, and leave tomorrow." β
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Yi Lan almost blew up, raised his head and looked at him in shock: "You don't have to do anything, just lie down, I'm very busy." β
Xuan Yu gently hooked his lips, hugged her tightly, lowered his head and buried it in her neck: "Yilan, now everyone in the South China Sea knows that you are in my room and sleep in the same bed with me, you can't help but give me face." β
Yi Lan was reluctant: "I've already given it to you, you can let me go now." β
Xuan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and ignored her.
Yi Lan thought about it, and finally compromised with the phrase "looking for teeth all over the ground", and retracted his originally stretched neck.
"I've never seen anyone so uncomfortable." Yi Lan beeped quietly and closed his eyes helplessly.
β¦β¦ Asking for discomfort?
Xuan frowned slightly and tightened the strength of his arm.
Three years ago.
I still remember the moment when he cultivated to the Nine Heavens and Seven Days, his divine consciousness was drained, and then he was in a coma for three days and nights. When he woke up, he saw a group of people standing in front of his bed, men and women crying, as if he was lying on the spiritual bed at this moment.
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He sat up with the head of the bed, and someone wanted to come forward to help him, but for some reason he stopped in place, and he looked unbearable.
After three days of not eating or moving, he slowed down for a while before he fully regained his senses, and looked at the group of relatives and friends who seemed to wish he died: "Am I dead? β
"What nonsense are you talking about! Don't say it. The leader of Bu Chung wiped his tears the most happily, "Little brother, you mourn, mourn." β
He looked around at this group of people, no one was wearing mourning clothes, and when he saw Fang Zhujing's face that was indifferent to everyone, he also rarely showed a sad look, and frowned: "Your pavilion master's wife has broken a leg again?" β
"Ha, you unfilial son, what are you cursing your mother again!" Bo Wan, who came out of nowhere, walked up to everyone angrily, and saw that he had a look that saw through everything, and quickly put away his anger and began to fake crying, "Forget it, my son is also a hard life, and my mother will not care about you this time." β
At this time, the crowd split into two groups from the middle and made a way. He raised his eyes and saw that it was his father who was walking slowly, and a hint of relief flashed on his face, and in an instant he turned into the same compassion as everyone else.
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Xuan Ting walked to his bed, looked at him condescendingly for a moment, looked at each other, but did not make any meaningful eye contact, coughed awkwardly and walked aside with Bo Wan.
Seeing that the pavilion master was like this, everyone couldn't help but feel even more sad.
He wanted to hit someone.
Seeing that his eyes changed, Cheng Yu was the first to say, "You...... The breakthrough failed, and the internal forces have all dissipated. β
Cheng Yu's voice fell into his ears, but his reaction was a little sluggish, and he looked at the other party in a daze for a while, and then looked at his hands.
Everyone could see clearly that the incredulity in his eyes was by no means pretended.
Putting down his hand, he still didn't slow down, and stiffly turned his neck to look at Xuan Ting, as if to say, "This is not true."
Someone in the crowd burst into tears.
The corners of his forehead jumped, and he clenched his fists to get up. Xuan Ting noticed his movements, and hurriedly raised his hand to everyone: "Yu'er, Ziqi, Xiaojing and Chun Chu stay, and everyone else will retreat first." He added: "This matter must not be talked about to the outside world." β
Everyone glanced at the future Chongxiao Four Envoys and bowed and retired. The door closed, and Xuan Ting threw out another true qi, completely isolating the outside world before letting go of the hand holding Bo Wan.
Bu Songchun ran to the head of Xuan's bed and knelt down, grabbing the edge of the bed and crying: "Little brother, little brother, cry if you want to cry, don't hold back if you are sad, you hit me, you must not hurt yourself." β
Fang Zhujing, who has always been unchanging in the face of trouble, also had red eyes, swollen eyes, and obviously cried for a long time. Although the two big men did not cry, they could not say comforting words at this time, and they did not even dare to look at him.
The five of them grew up together since childhood, practiced together, and no one knew their qualifications and potential better than them. This time, because of the failure of the highest breakthrough of Jiuxiao Qirihua, the internal strength was lost, except for Xuan Yu himself, the only one who could empathize with them was the four.
Xuan Yu was so crying that the little girl's head hurt, but she still symbolically stroked her bun.
Looking up at the other few small expressions, he took a deep breath and glared at Xuan Ting and Bo Wan who were smiling: "They can't feel it, what do you mean?" β
Bo Wan squinted her eyes and said "hehe", walked over and dragged Bu Chung, who was crying and doubting her life, and wiped her sleeve on her face: "My little cutie, don't cry, your little brother is physically and mentally fine, and it's no problem to get up and demolish this building now." β
Several people froze, and they all looked at Xuan Yu, who seemed to be holding back the fire in their stomachs, and then turned to Xuan Ting.
Xuan Ting lowered his eyes and smiled, his wide sleeves were raised, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
Several flashes of true qi rushed all over the house in an instant, except for Bu Song, the three of them all subconsciously drew their weapons, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they realized that these forces that came from nowhere did not mean to approach.
Phoenix Pavilion, and even the entire rivers and lakes, the only one who can draw the power in the body out of the body is the current Chongxiao Pavilion Lord Xuanting.
Bu Songchun blinked his eyes and looked into the house, sniffing and speaking first: "Uncle Xuan, why did you suddenly make the internal force so full of the house?" β
Xuan Ting chuckled and shook his head, and looked at the gloomy young man on the bed: "These are not my strength, they are my own." β
Several people were shocked.
Bu Songchun opened his mouth and said quickly: "Have you caught all the internal force that the little brother has dissipated, then can you stuff him back again?" β
Cheng Yu reacted first, and his face eased slightly: "He's thisβpracticed?" β
Xuan Ting nodded: "Yes, it's just that Yu'er released all her internal strength before fainting, and it seems that her internal strength has been lost." After a pause, he added: "When he is unconscious, it is difficult to ensure that the internal forces that are released are silent, so I took action to cover up these forces." β
Fu looked up at them again: "Now that the Er Fang has broken through the Ten Forms, and he is not yet proficient in the control of the power outside the body, I discussed with my wife and sent him to the guest house to concentrate on cultivation for a few years, and then come back to succeed to the throne when his strength is completely stable." β
As soon as he finished speaking, half of the internal force that filled the room disappeared.
Xuan Yu glanced at Xuan Ting with a calm face.
Several people breathed a sigh of relief, Shen Ziqi closed his eyes, and spoke first: "Xuan Yu has been practiced, but the pavilion master is hiding from everyone that he failed to break through, I don't know what he is worried about. β
Bu Songzhu was also dissatisfied: "Yes, I thought he was really abolished, and he cried for three days and three nights, and his eyes were going to cry blind." β
Xuan Ting smiled: "That's why I asked you to stay." β
Bu Chung wiped his nose, pushed away Bo Wan's hand and ran to Fang Zhujing's arms to rub: "Even Madame hid it from me and deliberately embarrassed me." β
Fang Zhujing touched the head of the person in his arms and sighed.
Bo Wan smiled: "Only if a few of you believe it, all the people in this Phoenix Pavilion will believe it." The people of the Phoenix Pavilion all believe it, eight sub-pavilions, the other six are decent, and the entire rivers and lakes can also believe it. β
Fang Zhujing looked at her, thought about it and asked, "Why did Madam suddenly start to care about the affairs of the sect?" β
Bo Wan choked for a moment, looked at Xuan Ting, who had never stopped smiling, and finally turned away: "For the happiness of the old lady in her old age." β