Listening to the Phoenix

Chapter 11

Feng Que was slightly taken aback.

An Heyi frowned.

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at Ling Yin Zui, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

If it wasn't for the fact that all the monks present confirmed that he is only eleven or twelve years old and has no understanding of love, they would all think that Lingyinzui is his sweetheart.

However, that look...

——It’s more like the kind that wants to take apart Lingyinzui to have a look.

"Cough, Shang Lian, is there something wrong with my little uncle's health?" At this time, An Xiaoyu, who knew his friend's temperament very well, was very calm.

It would be more convincing if the hand that was tightly holding onto the sleeve of the young man in Tsing Yi because he was worried that his friend would be cut to death by a sword would be released.

The young man didn't understand his kindness at all, he shook off his hand and said, "Let go." His voice was cold, his eyes were still fixed on Ling Yinzui, he frowned unconsciously, but his eyes became more and more burning.

"What a powerful poison, but it's not just poison, but also fire poison? Well, no, how can cold poison and fire poison co-exist and still not die. But there should be nothing wrong with these two..."

He murmured to himself for a long time, then looked up at the listening drunk.

"Give me a piece of your meat!"

An Xiaoyu: ...Although I know that my friend is for the sample, but saying this...he looked at Feng Queci.

An Heyi's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, his whole body was cold and showing a downward trend.

Feng Queci also frowned, his aura suddenly became bitter.

All the monks: "..."

Two icebergs—

Before they had time to be shocked by the boy's words, they were so frozen by these two that they threw everything into the sky!

In the past, Han Wang (first seat) and Cang Tan (big brother/big uncle) would at least restrain their cold air, so what are they going to do now that they are fully released!

An Xiaoyu really wanted to slap her friend awake!

Didn't you see that the uncle over there almost drew his sword? !Didn't you see the nervous attitude of the uncle towards the junior uncle? !

How much do you want to kill yourself? !

Taking a deep breath, An Xiaoyu still stepped forward, pulled the boy by the shoulder, and was about to speak.

There was a scent of bamboo, his hands were pulled away, and his whole body was pulled away.

Leaning against a somewhat cold embrace that was familiar to him, the clear and elegant bamboo fragrance surrounded him.

Then, there was a clear and indifferent sentence that could not hear any emotion but made people frightened for no reason.

An Heyi said: "You, seek death."

An Xiaoyu: "..."

He was a little confused.

Dad, what's the matter?

Why are you suddenly in a bad mood?

Although An Heyi still had a flat, emotionless face, and An Xiaoyu didn't look back at all, but after all, he had been with him day and night since he was a child, except for living in Liuxia Peak for a year and going out for a total of a few months to experience, the remaining ten years For several years, he has followed An Heyi for more than half a day every day, how could he not be aware of An Heyi now——

bad mood.

The young man in Tsing Yi turned his head and looked at An Heyi.

"You are Xiaoyu's father."

The original declarative sentence was spoken by him so that there was a trace of doubt, and with his clean eyes, he was puzzled.

An Heyi lowered his eyes, and glanced at his own child who was in his arms and had already reached his eyes.

Then looking at the young man, his eyes gradually became darker.

"Are you Yu'er's friend?"

Then he said softly, with a firm tone.

"This seat does not allow."

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled immediately, his puzzled eyes faded, and there was an undercurrent surging: "Why do you?"

An Heyi's peach blossom eyes sank little by little, completely suppressing those peach blossom eyes plus the bright red tear mole, the wind is gentle, it is a bone-chilling coldness, colder than listening drunk Of course.

His voice was not as gentle as water that he was born with, and was colder than ice and snow.

"Just rely on this seat."

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at An Xiaoyu, who was a bit shattered with that handsome face, and then turned his gaze back to An Heyi, bending his eyes in a good mood, "Xiaoyu, your father Say, don't allow me to be your friend."

An Xiaoyu was silent.

He felt...he really wanted to be quiet.

Although he didn't know who Jing Jing was.

An Heyi withdrew his eyes and landed on An Xiaoyu, his eyes softened instantly, and his voice also softened instantly: "Yu'er, he is not suitable to be your friend."

"With his temperament, he will definitely attract many enemies in the future. Befriending him will attract many enemies for you."

extreme discrimination.

Cang Yue: "..."

Lingyinzui finally spoke, drawing all eyes to himself: "None."

--nothing.

There was a moment of silence, and the young man in Tsing Yi was frightened by a chill rising from the soles of his feet within a short breath.

He hasn't even advanced to the level of Qi refining, so how can he resist the chill of Huashen Shangjun's coercion.

His face was "shua" pale!

The figure is also a little staggering.

Feng Queci had already stood in front of Lingyin Zui, her phoenix eyes stared at him without saying a word.

Seeing this, An Xiaoyu's heart tightened: "Master, Shang Lian is still a mortal!"

Seeing this, An Heyi's peach blossom eyes flashed with sadness.He let go of his hand and silently took a step back.

It's his meddling...

Yu'er is eighteen, so why would he need him to make arrangements for him.

An Xiaoyu noticed his movement, and even though she was startled, she turned around and grabbed An Heyi's hand, ignoring her friend who seemed to be still in the ice and snow.

It's a feeling that the body is faster than the brain.

It seems... as long as he doesn't do this, he will lose what is very important to him...

--people.

An Heyi's long eyelashes covered his eyes, preventing An Xiaoyu from seeing his emotions.

"Father, what's the matter with you today?" An Xiaoyu asked, leaving the boy in Tsing Yi behind.

An Heyi paused for a moment, then raised his eyes to An Xiaoyu and said, "Father is fine."

"But you are weird today." An Xiaoyu said.

"What did you hide from Yu'er?" An Xiaoyu asked.

The young man in Tsing Yi couldn't help taking a step back at this time, blood slid down and dripped onto the ground.

tick-

Daxiu, who was stunned by the strange movements and words between An Heyi and An Xiaoyu, and because Feng Queci put pressure on a mortal in order to protect Lingyinzui, was awakened.

Thereupon Daxiu got up and stopped Feng Queci's coercion.

The young man in Tsing Yi coughed and coughed, and there was a bright red line of blood flowing down his lips. He ignored it, turned sideways, and his eyes wandered between Lingyinzui and An Heyi.

There is deep doubt in the eyes.

"seal?"

The young man in Tsing Yi finally said a little uncertainly, staring at An Heyi, and going to see Lingyinzui from time to time.

Inadvertently, he saw something on Feng Queci, and his gaze also fixed on him.

"seal?"

This time, his face twisted slightly.

He breathed a sigh of relief after hastily looking around at the overhaul.

——Thinking that the world is full of people who have nothing to do and put a seal on themselves!

Give your performance a thumbs up!

He suddenly remembered something, but his pupils shrank, and he looked at An Xiaoyu slowly and slightly stiffly.

After a long time, a somewhat broken angry word rang out in the hall, causing a moment of silence.

"An Xiaoyu, why don't you put a seal on yourself! Do you think the seal is fun!"

An Xiaoyu who he said was even more stunned than him.

"I can't even lower the seal!"

The young man in Tsing Yi: "Then who put the seal on you?"

An Xiaoyu: "How would I know!"

He calmed down his fluctuating emotions, put on a gentle smile again, and said, "Shang Lian, are you lying to me again? It's fun?"

Youth in Tsing Yi: "..."

He said suspiciously: "I have nothing to do to lie to you. If it wasn't for you, how could I not have realized these three people at the very beginning," he pointed to An Heyi, Feng Que Ci, and Ling Yin Zui in turn, "all of them Put a seal on yourself."

"Father, you put a seal on yourself?" An Xiaoyu asked.

An Heyi's eyes darkened suddenly, and he didn't answer.

"Father!" An Xiaoyu was anxious.

An Heyi was silent for three breaths, then turned into smoke and left the hall.

"I haven't even asked how you have a seal on your body."

The remaining monks: "..."

Feng Que said: "He is..."

Listening drunkenly said: "Flee."

Cang Yue: "..."

An Wangyi: "Brother...you..."

An Xiaoyu didn't react, her eyes looked a little dull.

The boy in Tsing Yi feels...

—I must be blind!

Kind of embarrassing.

An Xiaoyu finally stopped being sluggish, so he raised his breath and Yujian chased after him.

"Liuchen! In the Ninth Beginning, you can't fly with the sword except in emergencies!" Cang Yue.

An Wangyi: "Senior Brother Cang Yue, I think this is an emergency situation."

Cang Yue: "What emergency?"

An Wangyi: "Everything about my brother can be treated as an emergency. And you think..."

"Do you think that with your elder brother and master around, can you punish Xiaoyu?"

Very poignant words.

Cang Yue: "..."

What is the role of his head teacher?

In fact, it is just a decoration!

Senior brother will definitely protect Liuchen, and master will not care about other people, but he will definitely protect senior brother.

"At least you need to take care of major matters." His uncle, Shuiyuan Xianjun, said.

"In your generation, only you and Cang Tan are suitable."

The implication is that the rest of the Cang generation are a group of existences who need help cleaning up the mess.

Can you still count on them to manage Jiuchu well?

It would be nice not to collapse Jiuchu!

Cang Yue: "..." Is this consolation?

Shui Yuan said: "Among Cang's generation, you are the only one who is safest now."

This is also telling Cang Yue from the side.

You will not be able to find a suitable person to inherit the position of head teacher in the past hundred years.

Shui Yuan rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "What did you just see?"

The monks below him: "...No."

"Cangtan hasn't been here today." Shui Yuan said.

The people below nodded.

The monk who came today is Shui Yuan, the second younger brother of Shui Yi, and the second immortal king in Shui's generation.

Everyone here, except for Han Wang and Han Li, is his junior.

must be respected.

And Shuiyuan has always loved Cangtan.

After all, who would not like such an intelligent and talented junior?

The young man in Tsing Yi suddenly said: "By the way, isn't today the selection of disciples?"

He restrained his emotions, and his eyes were filled with the kind of tenderness that seemed to be like a god looking at all living beings at the beginning, which made people feel unhappy.

On the contrary, I feel that I am humble and insignificant, and I can't even give birth to dislike.

"The youngest son of the Mo family, Mo Shanglian, has met all of you."

At this moment, he revealed a touch of arrogance and nobility.

Even saluting, there is an arrogance that cannot be ignored.

Like, say...

My gift is not for your advanced cultivation.

It's just because you are above me in seniority.

It's for etiquette.

On a mountain peak, someone was sitting on the edge of the cliff, his blue clothes were blown up by the wind, as if he was about to step on the clouds and fly up in the next moment.

His face was shrouded in light mist, and he could only see that he was in full bloom.

"Moshanglian... formerly known as Shanglian. Isn't that right?" A voice with a strange tone sounded out, without a trace, and it was not unpleasant.

like music.

The man opened his lips, his voice was indistinguishable between male and female, it was extremely pleasant, and he felt cold and silent when he heard it, and the tone made people think of a thousand-year-old ancient pond for a moment.

"Supreme goodness is like water, and a gentleman is like lotus."

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Shui Yuan: Cang Tan is the disciple of the senior brother, so he naturally loves it!

(Attachment: Shui Yuan, Immortal Du Jie, Junior Brother Shui Yi, regards Shui Yi as an idol, even though Shui Yi treats him in an attitude of neglect...)

Repaired on May 2018.6.28, [-]

Suddenly remembered a bug, it was impossible for Mo Shanglian to be called An Xiaoyu Liuchen!