Xuan Liuyao smiled gently: "It doesn't hurt anymore." Rest and go, I'm fine. ”

"Okay."

Ah Jiu covered the quilt for him, climbed out of bed lightly, extinguished the candle, and went out.

The surroundings quieted down, and Xuan Liuyao opened the eye of heaven to see if he could find Shangyang.

Fortunately, he is not dead, he is still in the dilapidated Taoist temple, with a wine gourd in his left hand, and half of a plate of peanuts in his right hand, he is drinking a sip of wine and pinching a few peanuts.

With the strength of wine, Shangyang took a dry branch and danced his sword, and the soles of his feet were nimble to shuttle. The robe spun and picked up the straw on the ground, which swirled into a gust of wind at his side. It looks like he's done with light skills and good kung fu.

Suddenly, a gust of wind ruffled the grass stalks that were swirling around Kamiyang.

Shang Yang stopped and looked towards the door.

Xuan Liuyao also looked towards the door in the void.

The door of the Taoist temple was kicked open, and a rough man with five big and three rough feet stood at the door, with a fierce look: "Get out, this place Lao Tzu wants to sleep!" ”

Shangyang threw down the branches, hurriedly picked up the burden and slipped out, but was stopped by the man: "Leave the burden!" ”

"Hero, there are two rags in the bag, it's cold, and I hope the hero's men will be merciful." Shangyang nodded and bowed, not at all as chivalrous as he did just now.

"Huh?" The man glared dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, I'll put my baggage there." Shangyang hunched his waist and pointed to the foot of the Buddha statue.

The man lifted his chin and motioned for him to let go.

Shangyang turned around with the burden, but with a twist of his toes, his figure turned behind the man drippingly, and disappeared in a flash.

slipped like the wind and smoke, and the big man jumped to his feet.

Xuan Liuyao looked at it and laughed, Mr. Shangyang actually had the same virtue as himself.

His Tianyan wanted to follow Shangyang out, but his eyes were dark and he retreated. It seems that it is still sealed, and it can't be as comfortable as it was in the fairy world.

There was no light in the house, only the moonlight leaking in through the window lattice, and it was as cold as frost.

He let out a long breath, slightly relieved. Shangyang is fine, just a bit like the one who lost his home...... What.

He turned over and got up, sat down cross-legged, and his still young hands weaved lotus flowers in the darkness, and the natural aura turned into a white light, wrapping the lotus flowers more and more, as if a pool of snow lotus was born in the night, filling this quiet room with radiant aura and light and shadow.

The sound of the bang came from the hour.

In an instant, the light and shadow disappeared, and only the frosty moonlight remained, paving a layer of loneliness.

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The days of Qingming Yuan are quite peaceful.

Xuan Si always looked at him coldly.

Xuan Wuyao is different, always squeezing his eyebrows with him, and he is very happy. He teased Xuan Liuyao, Xuan Liuyao teased him, and the laughter of the two would always attract She Jingchun's gaze and Xuan's eyes.

The lectures here are mainly based on the progress of the four years of preaching.

Xuan Wuyao is the companion, Xuan Liuyao is the companion, one of them plays half a jar of soy sauce, and the other plays a whole jar of soy sauce.

On this day, She Jingchun arranged for the three of them to review their homework on their own, write a policy essay at the same time, leave their homework, and pat their butts and leave.

Xuan wrote conscientiously for four years.

Xuan Wuyao pouted and looked at the white paper in front of him, and his toes looked a little bored.

After a while, he turned his head to see what Xuan Liuyao was doing.

Xuan Liuyao had a piece of rice paper in front of him, half of which had been inked, and when he looked closely, he was actually drawing. The brush is quite interesting, a white dog with ridged ears is facing off against a hen with wings outstretched.

He nodded a few more black dots behind the hen, and Xuan Wuyao asked curiously, "What is this black dot?" ”

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"Hahaha!"

Xuan Wuyao burst out into laughter and shook his hand happily...... in the brush.

A inky black waterfall flew forward, and a line of meaningful black lines fell on the head and back of Xuan Sisi, who was writing seriously, and a few drops had never fallen, over his shoulders, and coincidentally, they fell on most of the strategies he had written, and a few big ink flowers bloomed.

His whole back straightened up, and he didn't move for a long time, no matter how stupid Xuan Wuyao and Xuan Liuyao were, they knew that he was angry.

Xuan Si Si slowly turned around, Xuan Wuyao had already lowered his head and made a hard writing, and Xuan Liuyao, holding a wolf hair dipped in ink, was facing him. He stood up and slowly walked towards Xuan Liuyao.

His figure was slender and straight, and although he was only a teenager, he was heroic.

This handsome young man, his eyes were full of murderous energy, he slowly lifted the inkstone full of ink on Xuan Liuyao's table, and immediately, Xuan Liuyao felt a chill on the top of his head, and it flowed down his hair in all directions.

There was a burst of black ink rain in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, the ink rain seemed to be pulled on his eyelashes, reflecting the handsome Xuan Si Si in front of him like a cool killer.

In the killer's hand, there is also a heavy inkstone.

Xuan Liuyao didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to shout, for fear that as soon as he let go, Xuan Sanjin's tragedy would be repeated on him. was very wronged, splashed Xuan for four years, and was obviously Xuan Wuyao, but people didn't ask a question, so they came at him.

Fortunately, Xuan Si put down the inkstone, glanced at him implicitly threateningly, sat back in his seat, changed the paper and began to write.

The tiger escaped from danger and escaped death.

Brother four, you are really my great benefactor!

Xuan Liuyao was silently grateful in his heart, drew a blank piece of paper again, and began to paint again with black marks all over his head, this time he could just paint his face without a brush.

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She Jingchun is a conscientious young master, and he arranges full lecture time every day, and even asks them to come over to write strategies on his days off. Xuan Liuyao, who was playing soy sauce, was so sleepy that his mouth was foaming.

He still has to practice spells during this time, and the consumption of spiritual power is a bit large.

This day was supposed to be a day of rest, but the Qingming Garden was full of people—or the four of them, including She Jingchun.

Quiet.

She Jingchun sat in front of him writing articles, and below him were the three princes who were quietly writing and painting.

Xuan Liuyao looked up at them, and then drew a picture of himself on the paper.

With clear eyebrows, apricot eyes, a straight nose, a slender body, and fluttering clothes, this little boy is very handsome.

He admired it with satisfaction for a moment and drew a new one.

This time, the self in the painting is sitting, with his head slightly bowed, and he is painting seriously, almost exactly like him at this time....... Just recite a mantra and make a trick, and the person in the picture will sit here in his place—provided that neither of them will pay attention to him or touch him.

He looked up, and his heart was pounding, what if they provoked him and touched him?

The six princes were wiped out on the spot, and when they thought about it, they felt that this was a grand event in the palace.

Eventually, he sighed and gave up on the idea.

The sigh alarmed She Jingchun.

He raised his eyes and looked at him with a slight doubt, and then seemed to understand Xuan Liuyao's sad face, beckoned, called him to his side, and asked in a low voice, "Sixth prince, do you want to go out to play?" ”

"Yes."

She Jingchun smiled and said to him in a lower voice: "You will have a day off today." ”

"Oh?"

"Hurry up, if they disagree, you won't be able to get out."

Xuan Liuyao turned around and ran.

Syllable!

Half of his body hit the door frame, spicy.

Xuan Liuyao staggered around in place, and towards the bright place, the moth rushed out with a flame.

At the moment he has two things to do.

The first is to cut the black line for Xuan, and the second is to find Shangyang.

He immediately made a decision and ran to the imperial study. The imperial study is near, and you can do things with a stealthy kung fu.

It is only a thousand steps from Qingming Garden to the imperial study, but because of anxiety, it seems that the journey is extremely long. It's obviously a smooth road, but it seems to have crossed thousands of mountains and mountains.

He stopped a hundred steps from the imperial study, waited until his breath was stable, and then walked slowly, stood at the door and took a sip of tea, turned around and left.

Because Binh Duong is inside.

After walking about a hundred steps, he went back again. He's going to make stealth, what are you afraid of.

In the imperial study, the saint Xuanshi was discussing with the national teacher Pingyang about going to the northern wing of the country to transport jade, Xuan Liuyao hid and carefully bypassed Pingyang to Xuanshide.

He walked very slowly and carefully, but Pingyang suddenly became vigilant, pricked up his ears and looked around, and his gloomy little eyes looked more and more terrifying.

"What's wrong?" Xuan picked up something strange.

"Weichen just felt that there was a gust of wind, I don't know if there is something dirty to take advantage of, let Weichen take a look."

I'm really afraid of something.

Xuan Liuyao held his breath, tiptoed back to the threshold of the imperial study, and ran away. When he turned the corner, he glanced back, and Pingyang was standing inside the door like a dead tree, looking at him gloomily.

Or was he found out!

Xuan Liuyao hung his head and walked in the direction of the palace gate.

Forget it, let's go to Shangyang first.

When people are unlucky, they will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water, and he has once again deeply realized it. Just as he walked out from the middle of the palace gate, a spear lay in front of him: "Your Highness, is there a token to leave the palace?" ”

He looked up stupidly: "Can you see me?" ”

The guard looked at him like a fool: "Yes." ”

"Oh."

He spun around and turned around and walked towards the palace.

After walking to a tree, he recited the trick and drew the talisman, performed the invisibility technique again, and then calmly walked out until the spear crossed in front of him again: "Your Highness, is there a token to leave the palace?" ”

"Nope."

Then, turn around more refreshedly and go back.

He wants to go back to the Wanqing Palace to raise the corpse.

But soon, he changed his mind. It was rare to have a day of free time, and he didn't want to be trapped in the Wanqing Palace again. Although the palace is not big, you can take a walk around it, even if it is a wall or a piece of grass, it has their free beauty.

Before I knew it, I walked to the back garden.

The garden is not big, you can see the head at a glance, the garden is densely packed with crooked neck trees, and now it is winter again, withered branches and leaves, residual grass and cold stones, not to mention depression, but it is also very deserted, only a few cold birds stand on the branches and chirp.

There is a small pond near the palace wall, the water in the pond is drawn from outside the palace, and then flows out of the palace, there are a few half-withered and half-green lotus leaves floating on the surface of the pool, and a few small pale black fish can be faintly seen under the leaves.

Xuan Liuyao sat down on the stone by the pool, the sunlight warmed the stone a little, but after sitting for a long time, he felt a little cold.

It seemed as if a pair of eyes were watching him, and the gaze landed condescendingly on his ears and slowly circled.

In that direction, there is the palace wall.

Who would be lying on the palace wall to see him, could it be a snitch or an assassin?

He turned his head sharply, and met a pair of cold and strange eyes, which seemed to be made of copper-yellow granite, and a black vertical line in the middle was like a bottomless abyss. It turned out to be a big white python lying on the palace wall, and the jade white scales were shining moist in the sun, like a white rain shield added to the palace wall with red and black tiles.

If you are an ordinary person, you will be scared away at this time.

But Xuan Liuyao has also seen a lot of all kinds of spirit beasts in the fairy world, especially this time when he went down to earth to chase a spirit snake. At this moment, a snake arrived at him, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at it carefully.

Because it looks too similar to the spirit snake that stole the spirit fox Neidan, except for the color.