After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

“Get lost!” Lin Songyan pointed in the direction of the mountain gate. “Believe it or not, my master can send you flying thousands of miles with just one sneeze!”

Su Jiali smiled like a blooming flower, "Oh, don't be angry, don't be angry, the best officials in our Longyang Pavilion are all here, all for your reputation as the number one widow in cultivation."

Lin Songyan: ...

At this time, Liu You on the side took out a piece of red silk cloth from somewhere and waved it in front of Lin Songyan, which scared him.

"what?"

Liu You waved the silk again, and it actually caught fire!

Then a rose appeared in an instant!

"Master Lin, I have been captured by your beauty. I am your puppet of love, destined to be controlled by you and work hard without complaint. I beg you to be my eighteenth concubine~"

Lin Songyan: ...

Who in my family understands? I was proposed to by a greasy guy!

Fei Wu wiped a few tears beside him, "It's so touching, people in the Central Plains are so romantic, marry him now, marry him!"

I am so grateful to have a brother like this!

Lin Songyan curled her lips, took the rose and handed it to Fei Wu, "Come, you marry him and give birth to a litter of golden retrievers. A good person will give birth to 108 children in his lifetime."

Fei Wu's smile froze on his face as he looked at Liu You's fat head and big ears.

"Don't be ridiculous...I don't eat pork."

But Liu You didn't care at all. He directly produced a rose from his arms and handed it to Lin Songyan.

"Oh, it's okay. Just marry over here so you sisters can take care of each other."

Lin Songyan: ...

If I don’t beat you until the peach blossoms bloom today, you won’t know why the flowers are so red!

Lin Songyan took off one of his shoes and hit him, but before the shoe reached Liu You's face, Liu You had already received two loud slaps!

Fei Wu acted really quickly.

After the fight, His Royal Highness the Prince even lifted his golden curly hair, and he still looked elegant with his green eyes narrowed.

"I'm sorry, we Westerners are more enthusiastic, like physical contact, and are not very good at expressing ourselves verbally."

"This might be called that... Anyone who talks nonsense again will be given an electric cannon!"

Liu You was knocked around twice by Fei Wu, two of his teeth were knocked out, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

This was the first time Lin Songyan saw someone forcing Fei Wu into this state...

Fei Wu's palms were very delicate. They became swollen after he slapped someone twice. The pain made him cry.

Seeing that Liu You suffered a loss, the other wretched men dared not think about him anymore and hurried down the mountain.

But Su Jiali stuck her head out of the carriage and waved to Lin Songyan, saying, "Don't be impatient. Think about it again. You will have to remarry after so many years, right?"

"Who will you serve when you get old?"

Lin Songyan: ...

Do I have to take care of the feces and urine of a vegetative patient?

Su Jiali finally left. In the distance, Song Yunju was walking towards the setting sun.

The young man was wearing a white fur coat today, with two silver chains hanging from his high ponytail, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Fei Wu was a little stunned, and said: "Both are from the Central Plains, both are rich, but Senior Brother Song and that Liu You just now are really like heaven and hell."

Song Yunju smiled brightly when he saw Lin Songyan, "Junior Brother Lin, what were those people doing just now?"

Lin Songyan was a little embarrassed to speak...

Fei Wu blew on his palm and said, "Sword dealer."

Song Yunju didn't think much about it, "Oh, there's no need to bring so many people to sell swords. There are iron foundries that come to sell swords every year, it's normal."

He placed his hand on Lin Songyan's shoulder, took a handful of Lin's black hair, gently stroked it to the other side, and led him forward.

"Let's go down the mountain with my brother to eat roasted whole lamb."

[Oh, go with him, it will increase your heart rate! ]

Lin Songyan licked his lips. Even though he was very greedy, he couldn't leave any more thoughts to Song Yunju.

Painful tears flowed from the corners of his mouth, "Brother Song, our master is still ill, I can't bear to eat delicious food."

Song Yunju raised his hand and wiped it off with his thumb, smiling lovingly: "It's okay, our Grandmaster is so kind, he won't blame us."

Lin Songyan scratched his face, really not wanting to give the gay any hope, "Senior Brother Song, I really won't go. If you have any questions about Mo Cangming in the future, just ask at my booth."

[Song Yunju's heart rate has doubled from 15% to 30%. The host is really playing hard to get and is a male Daji! ]

Lin Songyan: ...

"I clearly rejected it very seriously and clearly, okay?"

[If he wants to play with you, then play with him. He just wants to play for fun, but you reject him. Fine, just fall in love with him! ]

Lin Songyan stretched his neck, "...it's so cheap and uncomfortable."

Song Yunju's eyes became sticky and he looked at Lin Songyan and said, "What? Junior Brother Lin, don't you want to take care of me? You said you would take me out of Mo Cangming's sea of ​​suffering... Why..."

Having said this, Song Yunju actually covered his chest with his hands, as if he was in great pain. He staggered back two steps and leaned against a tree.

[He is playing you, go and help him. ]

However, Lin Songyan and Fei Wu soon discovered that Song Yunju was really out of breath.

"Brother Song! Brother Song! How are you?"

Song Yunju's almond-shaped eyes were blurred. He patted Lin Songyan's chest and said, "Looking for the master... Zhuxia Village..."

After saying that, she fell into Lin Songyan's arms.

How could Lin Songyan's body support the tall and strong Song Yunju?

The two men fell to the ground together, and Song Yunju pressed him down so hard that he couldn't get up.

Fei Wu hurriedly went to wake Bai Yinchen up.

Bai Yinchen felt that his cold was almost healed after a good sleep. As a cultivator, as long as he circulates the Small Circulation of Qi, he will be almost recovered.

But when Bai Yinchen arrived and saw Lin Songyan serving as a human mattress for Song Yunju, his face instantly fell.

"shameless."

Lin Songyan: Damn, it really makes me feel cold in my uterus.

He swung his hands back and forth like a turtle that couldn't turn over. "Master, it's not that I don't want to get up, I'm about to vomit from the pressure... help me!"

Bai Yinchen was tall, looking down at the two of them, and raised his foot to push Song Yunju away.

Lin Songyan: "Oh, thank you for saving my life, Master. Please help me up..."

He was halfway through his words when Bai Yinchen had already grabbed Fei Wu by the back of the collar and dragged him away, with no intention of paying any attention to Lin Songyan.

Master must be going to Zhuxia Village, but... why bring Fei Wu there?

Being a mascot?

He had nothing to say and could only follow. After all, apart from Song Yunju, he was the one who knew the affairs of Zhuxia Village best.

He first used a pile of leaves to cover Song Yunju tightly, used Song Yunju's token to send a location to his eldest brother, and then he caught up.

If Song Yunju died of freezing or illness, it would be Bai Yinchen or Chao He's fault.

It’s none of his business.

Lin Songyan caught up with Bai Yinchen's sword and shouted to the sky: "Master, is there any space on your sword?"

After all, Fei Wu was also on board, so it was already very strenuous for the two of them to control the sword.

Bai Yinchen obviously had not recovered yet. He coughed a few times in the wind and looked very bad.

Bai Yinchen tied a rope to the hilt of the sword and tied the other end around Lin Songyan's waist. "Let's go."

Fei Wu looked at him and laughed: "Hey? Song Yan, you look like a sword pendant."

Lin Songyan: No need to say it, thank you!

His hair was completely messed up, but luckily Bai Yinchen had created a windproof barrier for him.

He looked up and could actually see the bottoms of the two people's skirts...

The master is indeed much more majestic and powerful than Fei Wu. The future master-sama is so blessed.

Avoiding his gaze, he asked, "Grandmaster...what happened to my Senior Brother Song?"

Bai Yinchen kept his eyes fixed on the sword, "Didn't you notice that Song Yunju is very heavy?"

Lin Songyan: "Fuck, what does that mean? My Senior Brother Song is already dead?"