This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    Pei Qianyue's body suddenly tense.

    He pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but Fengci didn't give him the chance.

    Feng Ci Pei Qianyue borrowed strength from him, propped him up, and walked directly outside.

    Pei Qianyue catches up: "Master..."

    "What?"

    Feng Ci sat down at the table, and found a bag of tea in the storage ring with him.

    This item was also bought at the Wanhai Market. I heard that it is a tea produced in a mountain where spiritual energy is very rich. Drinking tea can dispel fatigue and enhance cultivation.

    Feng Ci doesn't care about this, but the feeling of waking up from a hangover is not very good, and I want to drink some hot tea to relieve the hangover.

    Feng Ci took out the tea leaves and went to get the kettle, but a hand stretched out. The cold fingertips quickly slid across the back of his hand, and he took the pot in his hand: "I."

    The action is extremely natural.

    Feng Ci glanced at him and said nothing.

    Pei Qianyue's tea making skills are not bad.

    He first heated the water with spiritual power, and then skillfully brewed the tea for several times. It didn't take long for the tea fragrance to overflow in the house. The steam was steaming, and his delicate facial features were blurred a little, adding a different flavor.

    Feng Ci propped her chin beside the table, and the other party's tea-making action was a bit pleasing to the eye.

    Sure enough, good people do everything well.

    "This is what the master said, don't be sneaky?" Pei Qianyue pushed the brewed tea to Fengci and said calmly.

    Feng Ci was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant.

    He was staring at the man again.

    I really hold a grudge.

    Feng Ci took a sip of tea and didn't answer his words: "Speaking of business, now the enemy is facing, how can you be so slack?"

    Pei Qianyue hides the vague smile on his lips: "The master taught me."

    The business is indeed to be talked about.

    Yesterday, Feng Ci spent an afternoon, Xiao Chengxuan had a detailed chat, and had a general understanding of the strength of the whole brother of Folding Sword Villa and the current fortifications in the village.

    Fengci asked Pei Qianyue: "What do you do with Folding Sword Villa?"

    Although this snake has been lazy in Feng Ci's sleeve yesterday, Feng Ci doesn't believe that he will not worry about this at all. Sure enough, Pei Qianyue immediately replied: "Brother Zhejian Mountain Villa is not bad, and is considered to be in the top class in the cultivation world. In addition, the terrain here is steep and easy to defend and difficult to attack. If you can set up an ambush near the mountain gate, it will not be a problem. Unable to fight back."

    "Isn't it powerless to fight back?" Feng Ci laughed, "That's all you ask of them?"

    Pei Qianyue did not answer.

    But Feng Ci knew that he was right.

    With the current strength of Folding Sword Villa, it is not easy not to be beaten to the point of being unable to fight back.

    Feng Ci asked again: "Then what do you think, if you and I are added, what will be the victory rate in this big game?"

    "If the owner can't keep the Zhejian Villa, no one in this world can stop the real murderer behind the scenes." Pei Qianyue said, "With the owner, the Zhejian Villa can naturally be kept safe and sound."

    "Safe and sound?" Feng Ci smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "But I want more than that."

    Pei Qianyue: "What does the master want?"

    The smile on Feng Ci's face subsided, and he said softly: "Killing for life."

    Pei Qianyue helped him pour tea.

    Feng Ci did not miss this moment of his strangeness.

    But the other party hid his emotions very quickly, and when Feng Ci raised his eyes to him again, the latter's expression was normal. He poured a cup of tea for Feng Ci and pushed it in front of Feng Ci calmly without speaking.

    Feng Ci's eyes narrowed slightly.

    Something else came to mind.

    Before Feng Ci intervened in this incredible Xianmen massacre, Pei Qianyue was clearly the one who cared the most about this matter in the entire Xianmen League. As the leader of the Immortal Alliance, even Lang Fengcheng's younger brother knew that he often went out to investigate alone, which shows that he attached great importance to this matter.

    But now…

    Feng Ci always felt that he no longer seemed to care about the truth.

    Just one Hanshan Temple, clearly there are still many doubts.

    For example, why did Fengci know in advance that there might be an accident in Hanshan Temple; for example, why did Master Huikong with a very high cultivation level do not resist before the strong enemy attacked, and let him die; another example, Huikong Why was the memory of the master before his death tampered with, and who tampered with it.

    But Pei Qianyue never asked about these doubts.

    For many days, he just wanted to do whatever Feng Ci wanted to do, and he would accompany Feng Ci to do whatever. As for the rest, he doesn't ask, and doesn't care.

    No, maybe not indifferent.

    Fengci rubbed the rim of the glass with her fingers and thought for a moment.

    It has always been difficult to tell what Pei Qianyue was thinking in the wind, but after a closer look at the reason, it was nothing more than that Pei Qianyue was still hiding many things from him.

    What happened to him, and what happened to Lingwu Mountain three hundred years ago? Given his nature, why did he care so much about the Xianmen massacre when all the six gates were on the sidelines at first?

    Of course Feng Ci wanted to ask, but this person was very skilled, Feng Ci asked several times without prying his mouth open.

    He doesn't want to say it, just pretend he has nothing to do?

    Feng Ci thought about it, and drank the tea in the cup.

    Pei Qianyue wanted to help him pour tea again, but he just took the teapot, but Feng Ci raised his hand and held it down.

      Feng Ci slowly rubbed down on the back of Pei Qianyue's hand, let him put down the teapot, and then took his hand to him.

    Pei Qianyue's expression was a little tense: "Master..."

    "Shh." Feng Ci smiled at him, and stood up holding Pei Qianyue's hand.

    Others led him and turned around in place, so that Pei Qianyue turned his back to the edge of the table, he had to lift slightly to face Feng Ci.

    Feng Ci was condescending to him, his hand slipped down Pei Qianyue's wrist, and finally pressed it on the other's shoulder.

    Pei Qianyue's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

    The smile in Feng Ci's eyes deepened. He lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "You said before that this face is not worthy of me."

    When his voice fell, a faint light suddenly appeared around him.

    In that golden light, Feng Ci's figure was soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye. His body became tall and thin, and his hair, which had not been **** when he woke up, fell to the ground.

    He lifted his eyelids leisurely.

    The autumn water is as cold as frost.

    Pei Qianyue froze all over.

    A sly smile appeared in Feng Ci's eyes.

    "Now..." His voice also changed. The original boy's voice became elegant and quiet, and it seemed a little unreal in the increasingly dazzling light.

    Pei Qianyue's hand slammed hard, and Feng Ci suddenly pulled into his arms.

    He pursed his lips tightly, one hand clamped Feng Ci's waist, the other hand was deeply embedded in Feng Cixiu's hair, and the hand holding the back of the other's neck was extremely strong.

    "You did it on purpose." Pei Qianyue's voice was startlingly hoarse, his expression was tense, and these words were almost squeezed between his teeth.

    "Obviously."

    The world is so close, so close that Pei Qianyue can touch Feng Ci's lips with a slight lift.

    But he didn't move.

    Feng Ci knew that Pei Qianyue didn't dare to kiss him, he smiled and pulled a little distance, and said calmly: "I'm seducing you."

    Pei Qianyue's arm suddenly tightened.

    Feng Ci even urged: "Hurry up, you can't change much time."

    The human race is far inferior to the demon race in terms of transformation and transformation. Like this kind of illusion that is exactly the same as his original body, and the cultivation base of Feng Ci, it may not be able to survive the effort of a cup of tea.

    Pei Qianyue took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want to know?"

    The house is quiet.

    Only a slightly messy breathing could be heard in the air.

    After a while, Pei Qianyue said in a low voice, "Yes."

    Feng Ci's expression sank.

    Pei Qianyue said: "I was practicing in the cave that day, and the barrier outside the cave was suddenly broken. I chased it out, but I didn't see anyone. When I returned...the body was gone. already."

    Feng Ci looked at him and asked softly, "Is that so?"

    Pei Qianyue: "That's it."

    Words: "Lies."

    Pei Qianyue did not answer.

    "Cheat." Feng Ci raised his hand and pinched his face, "Not obedient."

    "I won't kiss you."

    He pushed away Pei Qianyue's restraint with a slight push. The latter reached out and tried to pull him, but he couldn't. Feng Ci Pei Qianyue got up in his arms, and the brilliance all over his body faded, returning to his original appearance.

    Stupid that Pei Qianyue was perfunctory him.

    But it doesn't work.

    Pei Qianyue refused to tell the truth, Feng Ci had nothing to do with him.

    I can't even seduce myself, and other methods are even more difficult.

    Pei Qianyue got up: "Where is the master going?"

    Wind Ci did not reply: "Of course, I will go to the owner of Xiao Zhuang to discuss the next strategy to defend against the enemy."

    "I-"

    "Don't follow." Feng Ci interrupted him, "They didn't know you were in the village, so they showed up rashly, causing suspicion. At the moment of the enemy, I don't want to win the trust of the other party. Too much time wasted."

     After he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

    Pei Qianyue was left alone in the house.

    ***

    Feng Ci had a hangover last night, woke up a little late today, and spent a while in the room with Pei Qianyue.

    Johnny is busy in the front yard.

    Xiao Chengxuan is naturally among them.

    They all drank the same wine, but the young owner was still full of energy, unlike Feng Ci, who was still dizzy in the morning.

    Seeing Fengci passing by, Xiao Chengxuan hurriedly greeted him and saluted him: "I have seen Immortal Venerable."

    A little bit of wind, and asked, "How are you getting ready?"

    "According to Immortal Venerable's opinion, the array outside the mountain gate has been re-reinforced, but this mechanism array..." Xiao Chengxuan paused and said, "Fold Sword Villa is not good at this, even now These structures are only passed down from generation to generation by ancestors, so…”

    He looked ashamed.

    Xiao Chengxuan was prepared.

    He immediately called up a few younger brothers.

    This is also one of the contents discussed by Xiao Chengxuan yesterday. There are still huge loopholes in the fortifications of Zhejian Villa, and there are many parts that need to be adjusted and repaired.

    As for how to change, I went through the wind remarks yesterday, and I already have a mind.

    He assigned tasks to several younger brothers, and he was not idle, he personally changed several key pivots.

    Yesterday it was Jin Yi who led Fengci into the villa. This young man was polite to others. Today, after seeing Xiao Chengxuan's attitude towards Fengci, Fengci was regarded as a guest, and he was rushing to work everywhere. Live, do not dare to make him tired.

    Feng Ci simply was lazy and asked him to do things for himself.

    If you have nothing to do, let him chat: "How is your uncle?"

    When questioned, Jin Yi was adding a spiritual power hub to an organ puppet. Hearing the words, he paused for a while, and his eyes darkened: "The village owner sent him away overnight."

     Feng Ci was startled.

    The owner of Xiao Zhuang, although he said that he wanted to clear the evil for the cultivation world, but in fact, he had already made plans to die.

    That's why I insist on sending my only relatives away.

    It's not just him.

    Feng Ci looked up.

    In every place in the Folding Sword Villa, the brothers perform their duties and look serious and attentive. But everyone who stays here, who is not ready to die?

    Feng Ci closed his eyes and whispered; "Don't worry."

    Jin Yi turned to him: "What did you say?"

    "I said, don't worry." Feng Ci said, "You will meet again."

    And not for long.

    ***

    Feng Ci originally thought that if he locked Pei Qianyue in the house, the other party would probably get angry with him again, or sneak out to stick to him.

    But none.

    For the next few days, Pei Qianyue stayed in the house obediently every day, so obedient.

    In the past few days, Fengci has been busy with the pre-war preparations for the Zhejian Villa, leaving early and returning late every day, but no matter when he returns, he can always drink the tea brewed by Pei Qianyue himself, and then Enjoy a personal service from the Lord of Langfeng.

    Let Feng Ciping feel the joy of hiding in a golden house.

    Of course, if you don’t ask for anything, then it’s not Pei Qianyue.

    "...Okay, can I change it for you?" Feng Ci was so upset by him that he recited the magic formula in his mouth, and his body regained a pale golden light.

    Since knowing that Feng Ci can change back to his original body in a short time, it has become Pei Qianyue's greatest pleasure to entangle Feng Ci every day to make him change back.

    He had a busy day outside, and he had to satisfy Pei Qianyue's unique hobby. It was really tiring.

    Pei Qianyue did not speak.

    He put his arms around Feng Ci's waist behind him, groping the other's wrist with his palm, and slowly channeling his spiritual power into him.

    Want to keep him a little longer.

    Feng Ci turned over and found a more comfortable position in Pei Qianyue's arms.

    "I don't think you are on me at all." Feng Ci closed his eyes and chuckled, "It's obviously my body that you like."

    Pei Qianyue's hand holding Fengci's arm froze suddenly, but soon returned to normal.

    "No." Pei Qianyue said softly, "I can tell."

    Wind Speech: "What did you say?"

    It was getting late at this time, Feng Ci was sleepy in his brain, and he had to devote his energy to satisfy Pei Qianyue, and his brain was not sober.

    Pei Qianyue spoke softly, not knowing whether he was talking to him or to himself: "I said, I can tell the difference."

    "Okay, you can tell the difference." Feng Ci didn't care, he yawned, "You have to get the broken body back, it's always so troublesome."

    After a while, he said again: "I'm going to sleep, you can't touch me while I'm asleep, or I won't give it to you next time."

    Pei Qianyue buried it on the side of his neck, took a deep breath, and said with great nostalgia: "Okay."