It is said that cousins have been cannon fodder since ancient times, but in fact, most of this kind of bridge only appears in novels, in fact, in ancient times, the relationship between cousins and cousins was the most dangerous and the most reverie. Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, gentlemen and ladies, love over time, plus the ancients liked to kiss and kiss, so they can't fall in love under such conditions, it's mostly because one of them has too low an appearance.

Wen Su is not very callous about this kind of cousin's love story, and the plot has many similarities with many eight-o'clock soap operas. Dong Yan'er, as the niece of the master of the Xuanmen Gate, is beautiful and gentle, and there is no need to say much about the suitors, just look at the number of male disciples who went out to hunt the demon pill this time.

However, although Dong Yan'er is loved by many excellent men, she is still very loyal from beginning to end, and she only thinks of one person, that is, her cousin who grew up with her. What's more special is that this cousin doesn't have anything to do with this cousin like in the past, what handsome explodes the sky, what kind of demon killing talent is extremely high, etc., it has nothing to do with this cousin. According to Dong Yan'er's rhetoric, to sum up, her cousin is just a clear man with mediocre talent, and she thinks that this girl is not Yan Kong, and Wen Su wants to give her 10086 likes!

Although Miss Dong's "ugly and beautiful" is a fine tradition, it still can't stand the current requirements of "the right person", for the demon slayer department, a inheritor with outstanding ability and talent can lead the sustainable development of Xuanmen.

So although Miss Dong's cousin is the descendant of the master of the Xuanmen, it is also a fact that he is not capable enough, he wants to be the master of the door is already in danger, if he wants to marry Dong Yan'er, at least he must have the ability to match, otherwise he can't even protect his own woman, Dong Chengsi has always loved his niece, how could he push her to death? So Dong Chengsi asked Miss Dong's cousin to make some achievements to show him, as long as he can pass the test, then it is not impossible to agree to marry Dong Yan'er.

At this time, Wen Su suddenly thought of what Dong Chengsi said in the Xuanmen Palace: "Such a life-saving grace should be promised by oneself." In other words, this must also be his old man's good intentions, alas~ From this point of view, this Dong Yan'er is really lucky, if she is the cousin, you have to wonder if she is the child who was picked up.

"Yan'er has always believed that my cousin will abide by the agreement between me and him, he has been out for a long time, and I don't know what the situation is, and my uncle must have conveyed the order to him, it is all my fault, I can't do anything but make trouble for him... Woo..."

Dong Yan'er said and said, she actually dropped the golden bean, Qu Qingyou had been sitting on the side and listening carefully, seeing her sad and tearful appearance, she was very gentle and handed over a silk handkerchief, comforting: "Yan'er, don't worry, your cousin is heart-to-heart with you, but a demon pill, even if you tell him to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, what's the difficulty?" ”

"No~ Yan'er doesn't need to give up his life like his cousin, I just want him to return safely and stay with me..."

Dong Yan'er seemed to be frightened by the sea of swords and fire in Qu Qingyou's mouth, crying like a spring tide with rain and a rush at night, and the whimpering of her cousin's call, I felt pity. In addition, Qu Qingyou seems to like this Dong Yan'er very much, and the two girls who are in the same breath are like opening the floodgates, one is crying, the other is comforting, and they haven't stopped for a long time.

Wen Su began to be a little unable to sit still, she was forced to stuff dog food to numbness, and then suddenly felt that someone was writing behind her, she couldn't help but laugh secretly, it seems that Qu Qingran is more tormented than her. She wrote on her back - let's find a talk and retreat.

Wen Su lowered his eyes and thought for two seconds, then turned his head to look at Dong Yan'er's attending doctor for the first time, with the idea of "come over quickly" written in his eyes. Xun Yi met her eyes, approached her without thinking, and before he could ask anything, he heard Wen Su say this as if he had suddenly realized.

"Really? Xun Yi, you should have said such an important thing earlier. In that case, Xiao Ran and I will also make some lunch for everyone, you can go with us, and you can make Miss Dong's medicinal food by the way. ”

The voice was controlled just enough for everyone present to hear, followed Wen Su's body, turned around, looked at everyone, and told Qu Qingyou: "You'er take care of Miss Dong, come to us immediately if there's anything wrong, Ziye and Weiyang are here and wait, you have been busy all night, just leave the lunch and medicinal food to me, Xiao Ran, and Xun Yi to do, and we will go together to capture the demon pill later." ”

Seeing that the three of them nodded, Wen Su openly dragged Qu Qingran and Xun Yi away. When the three of them left, they could still hear the voices of Dong Yan'er and Qu Qingyou floating in the wind, and sure enough, the two girls continued to talk about "cousins and cousins love each other".

Wen Su couldn't help but speed up her pace, she suddenly admired those two big men, and the topic of such a young daughter's family could be listened to for so long without changing her face. Qu Qingran seemed to be more urgent, taking her hand and hurriedly turning through a moon arch, and even Xun Yi had to speed up his pace to catch up with the footsteps of the two.

It wasn't until Wen Su and the others were far away that they could no longer hear Qu Qingyou's voice, Dong Yan'er seemed to suddenly remember something, blushing and muttering in a low voice: "I've been talking about it for so long, I haven't told You'er, my cousin, his name is ......."

Wen Su and the three of them asked the sprinkler disciple in the Xuanmen a few times before finding the kitchen, looking at the path of the eighteen bends of the mountain road, Wen Su wondered if there was still a 24K golden pig hidden in the kitchen in the stove.

Although it was to find such a reason for refusing to listen to the story, since they all came up with such high-sounding words, it would be impossible to say that they didn't do something to go back. So Wen Su and the three of them really gathered together and began to think about what to eat, of course, at the beginning, they couldn't avoid being questioned by the "gunhead"-

Xun Yi: "So, what kind of medicinal diet do you want to make?" ”( ﹁ ﹁ )

Wen Su/Qu Qing Ran: "......" ∑ ( ̄□ ̄*

Wen Su: "Ahem, boy~ You should be broad-minded." ”

Qu Qingran: "I agree with this. Junior brother, you can do whatever you want, you are an authority in this regard. ”

After speaking, the two tacitly hugged the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and melons, fruits and vegetables and fled to the stove on the other side, leaving Xun Yi to look at the black fish in the basket with an expressionless face, and secretly wondered in his heart: What does authority mean? I have to ask Brother Qingrang when I go back.

At the other end of the story, in Quhe Town, on the other side of Pansi Ridge, a man in an autumn-colored linen robe stood under a tree, he held a copper disc tightly in his palm with one hand, the green tendons clearly visible on the back of his hand burst out, and the other hand dug deep into the willow branch beside him, and he didn't even notice that his nails were split.

"Hey! What do you think? In a daze until now. ”

A man smashed the pebble in his hand at the man under the tree lightly and heavily, as if he couldn't see that he had endured to the limit, his eyes rolled, and he teased: "Tsk, it is said that the love of beauty is the most difficult to refuse, what kind of score are you still putting on the shelf?!" Wouldn't it be over if she started early? Do you still need to think about it here for a long time? ”

As soon as the words fell, the man who was ridiculing the other party suddenly felt a black shadow flash in front of him, but it was the man under the tree who was running away as if he had made up his mind, and he was afraid that he would regret it if he took a slow step.

After a few breaths, until he could no longer perceive the breath of the man under the tree, the teasing man suddenly changed his ruffian-like smile, his face was gloomy, he stretched out his little finger and hooked it, and a small snake with the thickness of his thumb came out from under the old tree, climbed all the way along the water's bank, and disappeared into the layers of roof tiles.

At this time, Xu Qingrang sat leaning against the window door, looking at the book in his hand in the gentle breeze, which was the basic mental method given to him by Qu Qingran and Wensu, the so-called "read a hundred times, and its meaning will be seen by itself", Xu Qingrang, who is well versed in this truth, will not waste such a good time. Ever since Qu Qingran was dragged away in the middle of the night and hurried back to Xuanmen to save his life, he felt more and more that he had to learn as soon as possible and work hard so as not to be left far behind by Qu Qingran.

He was too attentive, naturally he didn't have the energy to distract himself from taking care of Lonely Han, not to mention that he was an idler who couldn't sit still, and if he didn't move his position for a while, it would be as if someone was pricking him with a needle, so Xu Qingrang didn't notice at all, when did Lonely Han leave the room, naturally, he couldn't know that Lonely Han was sitting in the lobby of the teahouse opposite the inn at the moment, eating saliva chicken while listening to the chattering voice of the storyteller on the stage.

The storyteller said it really well, so many people came and went, and none of them found that in the corner of the messy table and chairs, there was a thin black shadow coiling, constantly spitting out letters, making an almost inaudible "silk" sound.

As the storyteller had finished speaking, Xingmu patted it, and the cheers of the whole hall suddenly sounded, and Lonely Shuhan smiled, his fingertips trembled, as if something had fallen in the corner, and when no one was paying attention, the black shadow had been rolled up with the things that had fallen from the lonely cold, quietly hiding.