In the past, Ming was gentle and fetish, pestering him cheekily and coaxing him sweetly.

"Who are you?" Feng Yan recognized the tea in front of him as a fake at a glance, "Who are you?" Why did you pretend to be him? "No matter how similar the other party's appearance is to Ming, and how appropriate his speech and demeanor are to Ming, what is fake is fake, and it can't be true.

The man was shocked, but he didn't think about it, and his identity was recognized in one sentence.

Holding the fragile person in her arms, Ming passed by a gloomy forest, "cough cough" Qingchen grabbed Ming's sleeve tightly, her eyelashes were half closed and half opened, and there was a tendency to wake up.

I chose a relatively sparse forest, set up an enchantment around it, and Ming fell on the wide land with Qingchen in his arms, surrounded by trees not far away, which was hidden and convenient.

Ming leaned Qingchen against the trunk of the tree, and as soon as he got up, his sleeve was grabbed by a bloodless finger. "It's getting dark, but I'm looking for some branches, and we'll rest here tonight." Looking at the deer-like and sentimental eyes, Ming unconsciously softened, explained carefully and meticulously, and before leaving, he deliberately took off the red robe on his body and covered Qingchen's body.

"Rest well, and heal you when I come back." Ming took the pill for Qingchen on the way, but the palm of the fake Fengyan was really powerful, and it was not an ordinary elixir that could cure Qingchen's internal injuries.

A sense of guilt rose in Ming's heart.

Qingchen looked at Ming's distant back and whispered, "You want to come back." Slowly closed his eyes, and the immortal power in his body was gradually draining.

"Ancient Divine Beast, it's not good to stay in your Penglai Wonderland, you have to come to the world to mix blindly, do you say that you have lived too long and are too self-conscious." The man's robes fluttered, and his hideous faces were distorted. "It's time for this Penglai Wonderland to change owners."

Feng Yan came from Penglai Wonderland, rarely had contact with the outside world, and his temperament was unbearable, and he immediately became angry, "You shameless person has to pay the price for your indecent words and deeds, see if I don't break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

The waves on the sea rolled again, forming two water columns and crashing into countless splashes, the corners of the man's mouth curled into a penetrating and vicious smile, and he teleported behind Feng Yan, Feng Yan was just about to release the immortal trick, but who knew that the other party actually hooked his waist with his arms, and grabbed Feng Yan's wrist with one hand.

Feng Yan has lived in Penglai for a long time, although Ming is a bastard, but it is all verbal flirtation, and he has never messed around regardless of his wishes, and now the man is facing Zhang Ming's face, and the demagogic whispers make him numb from his fingertips to the soles of his feet, and his body is soft.

The man snorted coldly in his heart, and kept his mouth on his lips. The fairy breath of this mastiff spirit beast is really extraordinary, it is the best holy thing, if you have his immortal yuan, what kind of demon do you need to cultivate dry magic power.

The slightly cool fingertips opened the placket of Feng Yan's clothes, and slowly and slowly leaned into the placket, Feng Yan's face darkened in an instant, and he twisted his body and struggled, "You, you let go of me." "If you come out, it's hoarse and seductive.

The man's body tightened, his pupils condensed with a dangerous aura, Feng Yan's whole body was cold and his hair stood up, and he was faintly uneasy in his heart, wouldn't this person want to do the things he saw before to him? The more he thought about Feng Yan, the more panicked he became, and the man's eyes became more and more gloomy, as if he was a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

The sea was swept apart again, and a white figure struck in the direction of Feng Yan and the man, and the man's treacherous gaze fell on the white shadow, pushing Feng Yan to the other party and disappearing into the sea.

"Are you alright?" Ruan Yuan's cold voice sounded in Feng Yan's ears, with a hint of warmth.

Feng Yan was encircled in the man's arms, his head raised, and his forehead collided, "No, no need." Immediately widened the distance between the two, and red clouds floated on his cheeks, "Thank you." If it weren't for the man who came to the rescue, Feng Yan didn't know what terrible treatment he would encounter.

"Don't thank me." The man smiled slightly, and the waves splashed all over the sky, which was a scene that the Cannibal Sea had never seen for many years, "My name is Ruan Yuan, what about you, your name." "The other party's immortal spirit is strong, but because he has just set foot in the world, he has been conspired by the wicked, and he can't help but be a little worried, such a pure immortal as him will be contaminated by the world.

"My name is Feng Yan." Feng Yan is extraordinary, elegant and temperamental.

won Ruan Yuan's favor again, "There are many people in the Six Realms who have ill intentions, so it's better for you to go back to Penglai first." From the conversation between the two, Ruan Yuan found out that Feng Yan was from Penglai, but he had never been to a place other than the Cannibal Sea.

"Why don't you go back with me?" Feng Yan hit Ruan Yuan at first sight, and had the idea of inviting the other party back to Penglai Wonderland together.

Ruan Yuan's expression darkened, "Not for the time being, I have to wait here for someone to come back." Regained his brilliance, "When I take care of things and have nowhere to go, are you willing to invite me to live in Penglai Wonderland?" "Half-truth, if Hai Xi really plans to forget about him in the rivers and lakes, it is better to find a place to go.

Feng Yan is pure and holy, simple-minded, and getting along with such a character will make Ruan Yuan relax a lot.

"Of course, I'm here to help." Feng Yan plucked a hair on his head and transformed it into a small jade brand, crystal clear, moist and shiny, "This is my token for you, if you want to come, just use it to call me." ”

Ruan Yuan took the jade card, and his eyebrows were filled with a bit of spring, his life never ended, but it was his luck to meet such a wonderful person, "Okay, it's decided, you can't regret it." ”

"Naturally not, I have always spoken in a word." Feng Yan didn't realize how prudent the promise was, just as he had easily promised Ming's three promises.

Just as he was about to retract his hand, he was grabbed by Ruan Yuan, "You are injured, is it that monster injured you?" There was a drop of blood on his green and white fingertips.

Feng Yan looked embarrassed, wiped it off casually, withdrew his hand, and said crampedly, "It's not a big deal." "A single drop of blood, if it was injured in a fight, it is easy to explain, but it was left by that person, so it is not very embarrassing to say.

In case Ruan Yuan misunderstood, Feng Yan couldn't explain it clearly even if he had a thousand mouths.

"It's okay." Ruan Yuan looked at the pure-minded Feng Yan worriedly, and said softly, "Are you here to find a man in a red robe?" ”

"Well, you've seen him?" With the news of tea, Feng Yan's eyebrows suddenly fluttered.

Ruan Yuan looked at the radiant man in front of him, and pointed in the direction, I'm afraid that if you go there, with your footsteps, I'm afraid you'll be able to find him soon.

"Thank you." Feng Yan thanked sincerely, her cheeks flushed slightly, "I'll go first." ”

"Hmm." wronged Feng Yan's back, and he didn't plan to mention it. In the future, he will have to pay the price for his conceited and humiliating behavior today. Although he has the suspicion of using Feng Yan, he really has nowhere to go, and what he said to Feng Yan is from the bottom of his heart, so it is not considered to deceive Feng Yan, it is just a punishment.

It's just that the young man with beautiful eyebrows, will it become a bond between Feng Yan and that megalomaniac? Ruan Yuan's brows were deeply locked, obviously it was a gesture of watching a play, but he was worried about Feng Yan, he didn't want to see Feng Yan's injured eyes.

It turned out that it was only one side, and he drew this character as pure as snow into the line of his friend, just as Feng Yan was defenseless against him.

The sky gradually darkened, the sky gradually darkened, Ming came back with a dead branch, and saw Qingchen leaning to the side, his face was pale, and the corners of his forehead were covered with cold sweat, and he hurriedly threw down the branch in his hand and ran over, "Little fat man, Qingchen, wake up." Ming took the person into his arms, probed Qingchen's body with fairy energy, and found that the disease had a serious tendency, and his heart suddenly pinched.

This young man was injured because of him, and Ming ruthlessly didn't care about him.

"Qingchen, are you awake?" Tea sticks to Qingchen's ear and whispers softly.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Qingchen gradually woke up with pale cheeks, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a picturesque jade face, and "Ming" called like a gossamer.

"Don't talk yet, I'll heal you." The fingertip flames fell on the whisked branches, lit the fire, and Mingchen sat by the sizzling bonfire with Qingchen in his arms to keep warm.

The two sat facing each other, Ming gently took off Qingchen's clothes, looked at the red palm print on Qingchen's chest, shocked, the pupils of pity trembled, and involuntarily reached out and gently rubbed the bruised skin.

Qingchen shook his shoulders uncomfortably, and made the wrong head, "What do you think, you can actually admit that the young master is wrong." "There is no one in private, Qingchen likes to call Fengyan's name, but there are others, even if it is Ming, his heartbeat, he will not cross the ranks, he can only call him the young master.

Ming pointed his fingers, the young man in front of him snatched all his thoughts, he actually forgot Feng Yan, he really deserved to fight, and at the same time Ming was a little puzzled, who did he love in his heart, or rather, he just appreciated Feng Yan, and that was not love?

"It's too similar, I can't tell the difference for a while." Maybe his feelings for Feng Yan are not as deep as Qingchen's.

Qingchen glared at Ming with disgust, "The young master is in the lower realm, he never swaggers, he has collected immortal energy." That person was too flamboyant, and it was not at all what the young master would do. And although the young master is very emotionally changing, he is not cold and unkind. Thinking of Feng Yan, Qingchen's eyes were ambiguous.

The cool fairy qi was injected into Qingchen's chest, and the young man's heart was so beautiful that he couldn't feel a little unhappy just listening to the name of another person in his mouth, "One bite at a time, you know him quite well." "The sour breath can bubble, but I don't know what this sour is, whether it is sour to Feng Yan or sour to Qingchen.

"Yes, I'm sorry" Qingchen was taken aback by Ming's stinky tone, "I just admire the young master, and I will never hinder you." When Qingchen found out that he was in love with two people, he was transparent, and neither of them belonged to him.

"It's okay, you have the right to like him." Ming pursed her lips, she didn't care, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart, why did she hear Qingchen say that she liked Feng Yan, and it was uncomfortable as if someone had stabbed her.

Qingchen pleaded his head and was silent.

The immortal qi on his chest continued to pour into Qingchen's chest, and he stared coldly, his internal force seemed to be sucked away, and "Qingchen" called leisurely.

Feng Yan listened to Ruan Yuan's warning, untied the immortal magic on his body, and the immortal qi suddenly condensed, swirling around his body, a pair of ordinary eyes, waving mist, and gradually becoming clear, like the stars of Tianchen. Feng Yan searched for the breath of tea, shuttled through the forest, stopped, and Feng Yan, who was floating in mid-air, hid behind a tree, fixed looking at the two heads that were gradually approaching under the bonfire, and his eyes were cold.