Blue Demon Fox

Li Ye felt that liking someone was like the setting sun on the other side of the day, sinking down without any resistance, Yan Qingfan was like this, and so was he himself.

Xuan Feimo's bedroom.

"Don't take it, sit down and rest." Xuan Feimo said to Yan Qingfan.

Yan Qingfan smiled and waved his hands: "Then you can take a bath, I'm going out."

Xuan Feimo grabbed his arm when he turned around, and the body temperature passed through his clothes: "Qingfan, are you going to just leave me like this?"

Yan Qingfan was stunned: "No... no, don't you want to take a bath?"

Xuan Feimo answered very naturally: "Yes, that's why I let you stay. Could it be that you want to let me take a bath with one arm?"

Yan Qingfan forgot about it for a moment, a little embarrassed: "This...then I..."

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Feimo opened his arms and stood in front of him: "It's not convenient for me, help me take it off."

Xuan Feimo's scorching breath hit his face, Yan Qingfan couldn't help but blushed, his breathing became a little short, and he stretched out his hand nervously to untie his clothes, revealing a broad and strong chest in front of him, following Xuan Feimo's His steady breathing was up and down, he was also a man, but Yan Qingfan didn't dare to look any further, he felt his face was about to burn.

Xuan Feimo stepped into the bathtub generously and naturally, the water was up to his chest, his injured left arm was wrapped with a white bandage and hung on the edge of the bucket: "Qingfan, come and wipe my back for me."

Yan Qingfan hesitated for a while before walking over slowly, wiping his muscular back with a towel.

Xuan Feimo looked at Yan Qingfan, who had his eyes closed tightly, jokingly: "So you dare not look at me?" He won't eat him now.

"No...no." Yan Qingfan immediately opened his eyes to show that he didn't dare to look, "I'm just, just..." He couldn't say it intermittently, he couldn't say that looking at his body, he felt his chest cavity There was restlessness like a small animal jumping around, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Feimo, wash it off."

Xuan Feimo said lightly: "Well, the back is washed, what about the front?"

"Front... front?"

Although Xuan Feimo's body is not underwater, there are scattered petals floating on the surface of the water, but you can still see it in the front...and the front can be washed by yourself.

Yan Qingfan swallowed nervously, thinking whether to go out first, he didn't know how seductive his appearance was in Xuan Feimo's eyes.

Xuan Feimo suddenly pulled Yan Qingfan's hand holding the veil, stretched it towards his chest, and wiped it slowly.

Yan Qingfan didn't dare to look down, so he stared at Xuan Feimo's face that was close at hand, his handsome face in the steam, this person was the man he liked.

At some point, Xuan Feimo brought Yan Qingfan's hand under his lower abdomen, and suddenly felt a strange touch from his hand, Yan Qingfan quickly retracted as if being shocked by an electric shock.

"Fei... Feimo, I remembered... I still have something to do, you wash it slowly, I'll go out first."

Seeing Yan Qingfan running away, Xuan Feimo couldn't help but smile deeper, this little fox is really shy, just like... just like his Yunxuan back then.

Xuan Feimo closed his eyes, and a teardrop silently flowed across his heart.

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Li Ye saw Yan Qingfan enter Xuan Feimo's room and didn't come out for a long time, his heart was filled with indescribable sadness. Yan Qingfan only had feelings for him as a teacher and friend, but no love for him. , can never be like Yan Lingyu's master and apprentice.

……

Xuan Feimo, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes from the darkness, got up and got out of bed, shot out a burst of mana, and immediately a lamp lit up in the room.

"It's midnight, what's the matter here?"

Chi was wrapped in black clothes, only to hear him say: "My lord, the clan is a little... a little chaotic."

"Say it clearly!" Xuan Feimo was a little impatient, and he was in a mess after he left for a long time.

Chi lowered his head and leaned forward to report: "It's Xuan Lingyun and Jing Yue, the masters of the underworld. Because of their special identities, we dare not act rashly."

Xuan Feimo snorted coldly: "Xuan Lingyun, with his magic power, you can't move him."

That person dared to take the initiative to come to the ghost control clan to cause trouble, so he had no choice but to go back first, Xuan Fei's eyes were full of coldness.

Chi turned and exited, waiting for Xuan Feimo outside the courtyard gate, because he went to Yan Qingfan's room.

Hearing the knock on the door, Yan Qingfan got up and lit the lamp, and when he opened the door, he saw Xuan Feimo's tall figure.

He was a little surprised: "Feimo, why haven't you slept so late?"

Xuan Feimo hugged him gently: "I'm leaving for a while."

"Why? What's the matter?" Yan Qingfan felt a little lost, suddenly thought of his origin, and asked in a panic: "Did someone from the ghost control clan find you?"

Isn't Chi a member of the ghost-controlling clan, or one of the protectors? Xuan Feimo's expression was quite natural: "Yes, the person who came is still a powerful person, so I'm going back to the ghost-controlling clan."

"Returning to the Ghost Clan?" Yan Qingfan frowned, "Didn't you say that if you were caught back, your life would be lost?"

"But now I have been discovered, and they also know where you live, so if I take the initiative to go back, according to the family rules, the punishment will not be so severe." Xuan Feimo wanted to bring Yan Qingfan back to Yu at this time. The ghost clan, keep it by his side, but he wants Yan Qingfan to come to his door on his own initiative. He has the spirit transformation grass in his hand, so he is not afraid that Yan Qingfan will not come.

Yan Qingfan pulled Xuan Feimo's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Is there no other way? I'm afraid you..."

Xuan Feimo caressed his cheek, bowed his head to kiss, and said with a meaningful smile: "Don't worry, I haven't taught you some things yet, so nothing will happen."

Yan Qingfan was only thinking about the punishment Xuan Feimo might receive, but didn't care what he meant by what he said and what he didn't teach him, but said in an uneasy tone, "Then you must take care."

Xuan Feimo smiled: "Of course."

Yan Qingfan watched his figure disappear into the night, stood there for a long time looking in that direction, then closed the door and returned to the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Outside the courtyard, Xuan Feimo was in front, and Chi followed behind him.

"My lord, Xiao Lu is here."

The four of Xiao Lu and Yao Yao used to be Dharma protectors, and they all had a good relationship. Although they are no longer members of the ghost-controlling clan, this friendship still exists in their hearts.

Walking out of the shadows, Xiao Lu bowed his head and said, "My lord."

Xuan Feimo just paused, without turning his head: "I am the master of the ghost control clan, you don't need to call me that anymore."

Seeing that Xiao Lu was silent, he said again: "You can call me by my name, just like in these days."

Xiao Lu has been following him for a long time, and he is also loyal. Sometimes Xuan Feimo really envies him and Yan Xingruo.

"Feimo, Qingfan is still a child and ignorant, I'm afraid he won't be able to serve him well, can you..." Xiao Lu pleaded not only because Yan Qingfan is Yan Xingruo's younger brother, but also because of Yan Qingfan's own purity and beauty.

Xuan Feimo smiled arrogantly: "I just like that he is a child, I can teach him if he is not sensible, and you don't have to worry about whether he is well served."

"But……"

Xiao Lu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Xuan Feimo's gradually colder tone. He stared at Xiao Lu with sharp eyes: "You can't interfere with this matter, even Li Ye can only watch."

Chi was worried that Xuan Feimo would be angry with Xiao Lu, so he hurriedly calmed down and said, "My lord, let's go back quickly."

Xuan Feimo turned around and didn't look at Xiao Lu anymore, his tone couldn't hear much emotion: "At the right time, I will let Qing Fan get the Spirit Transformation Grass to detoxify the snake demon in your body, and this time is only for you I'm determined, you tell Li Ye not to waste your efforts in vain."

The two figures quickly disappeared from sight, Xiao Lu sighed slightly, turned and returned to the room.

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☆, Xuan Lingyun

Within the ghost control clan.

There were bloodstains on Jing Yue's shoulders, and the person opposite him was surrounded by four ghosts and monsters.

"Catch him, I'll kill him with a knife!"

Jing Yue pointed viciously at that person, now that Xuan Feimo is not here, he thinks that the ghost control clan is up to him.

Qi Mei said to Jing Yue: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do this. This person is from the underworld, and he should deal with it after the Lord returns."

If there was an assassination in the clan, they had the responsibility to capture the assassin, so why did Jing Yue speak more and order without authorization.

Jing Yue was proud and squinted at them: "You are just a small subordinate of the master, you are just a dog, how dare you disobey the master's order!"

Hearing Jing Yue's insult, the monsters sneered: "We only have one master, and that is the Lord. What kind of master are you, Jing Yue? You are just a plaything of the Lord!"

"Presumptuous!" Jing Yue was slandered by the words, and became angry from embarrassment. He didn't know his position in Xuan Feimo's heart. Because of his appearance, he could linger on Xuan Feimo's bed, but after all, he was just the one in Xuan Feimo's dream. A replacement for someone called Zhong Yunxuan.

"Okay, since you say I have no right to kill him, then I, the victim, can always try the reason why he assassinated me?"

The person from the underworld, who else could he be under Xuan Lingyun's instigation, he just wanted to vent his anger on this person.

"There is no reason, I just don't like you, I just want you to die!"

Liu Ying hated her lack of ability, and wanted to help Master Mingzhu get rid of this thorn in his side, but was hunted down by the guardians of the ghost-controlling clan.

The four looked at each other, logically speaking, they could hand over the person to Jing Yue for interrogation, but whether the person would die "accidentally" in his hands is still a question.

Just at this time, the commotion outside became louder, and then a person walked in, a man exuding a cold aura——Xuan Lingyun.

Looking at the dark red figure that was approaching, Liu Ying shouted excitedly: "My lord, I..." He lowered his head in shame, this time he really didn't help, luckily he didn't see the ghost master Xuan Feimo, Don't worry about Xuan Lingyun.

With a face similar to Xuan Feimo's, Xuan Lingyun dismissed Jing Yue.

"Let him go, I won't make things difficult for you." He said this to the monsters and monsters.

"He secretly hurt the people of our clan, I'm afraid he can't let him go at will."

The four of them were well aware of Xuan Lingyun's cultivation and his complicated relationship with Xuan Feimo, so none of them dared to make decisions on their own.

"My lord, don't think that just because you are the lord's younger brother, you can order your subordinates to assassinate the lord's people. Come and leave as you like, you four should know the punishment for not following the clan rules!" Jing Yue finally The one who hated was Zhong Yunxuan who had been dead for an unknown number of years, followed by Xuan Lingyun.

Xuan Lingyun didn't even look at Jing Yue's face, as if he didn't bother to fight him.

Knowing that this matter is beyond their control, Yao Mei and Yao Yao quietly exited the hall and went to Xiao's residence to find Xuan Feimo.

……

When Xuan Feimo walked into the main hall, what caught his eyes was the dark red figure that was dazzling and even more heart-piercing, and he walked over without seeing it.

Jing Yue kept throwing himself into his arms, crying with tears in his eyes, "My lord, it's fortunate that you're back."

Xuan Feimo glanced at the blood on his shoulder lightly: "What's going on?"

"It was the Lord of the Underworld who asked him to sneak into the clan to kill me." Jing Yue pointed to Liu Ying.

Liu Ying hurriedly said: "King of Ghost Control, I was not instructed by the lord, I wanted to come here by myself, the lord didn't know about it."

"Really?" Xuan Feimo mocked with a cold tone, "Isn't he jealous that I doted on Jingyue and neglected him? Want to climb onto my bed and lie under me?"

"King of Ghost Control!" Liu Ying shouted angrily.

"Brother." Xuan Lingyun was neither angry nor annoyed, as if the person Xuan Feimo insulted was not him.

"Hmph, let him go." Xuan Feimo glanced at Liu Ying and ordered to Mei Yao.

"But the lord..." Jing Yue still wanted to entangle, but was stopped by Xuan Feimo's extremely cold eyes.

"Jing Yue, you are at most just one of my pets, remember your identity."

Jing Yue lowered his head, and at the same time hid the shame, resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.

Xuan Lingyun had mixed emotions in his heart. He was happy that Jing Yue didn't take Xuan Feimo's heart, but after more than 1000 years, there is still no one who can replace that person. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel embarrassed However, there was a sense of loss and jealousy.

"Brother, let me come and see you." He looked at Xuan Feimo, and his tone was not at all domineering as the master of the underworld.

"Look at me?" Xuan Feimo pinched his chin fiercely, facing himself, with a ferocious face like a ghost, "So, can you see clearly?"

The intense pain from his chin made Xuan Lingyun frowned, but he still smiled: "Brother."

Xuan Feimo seemed to suddenly think of something: "Oh, by the way, I forgot, your purpose of coming here is not just to see me and be satisfied."

He grabbed Xuan Lingyun's hair and forced him to look up at himself: "You still want me to give it to you, how can I not be as good as you want!"

If Xuan Feimo still gave Jing Yue that scene of gauze curtains, then it was a complete insult to Xuan Lingyun.

In front of the subordinates of the ghost-controlling clan, in front of Liuying of the underworld, and in front of another male favorite, Jing Yue, Xuan Feimo pushed Xuan Lingyun, the master of the underworld, against the wall with a ruthless palm. She tore off the robe on his body, poked straight to his lower body, and bit her hard.

"My lord..." Liu Ying was furious, he knew that as soon as he met Xuan Feimo, Xuan Lingyun would be insulted, but he didn't resist at all.

Xuan Lingyun's reply to him was just "don't worry about it."

The pain was far more than the pleasure, Xuan Lingyun was panting shortly, he bit his lip to prevent himself from grunting in pain, and only held Xuan Feimo's arm with both hands, feeling his cool temperature.

"How is it? Is it comfortable there?" Xuan Feimo's expression at this time was like a crazy ghost, extremely terrifying.

"Hmm...comfortable...comfortable." Xuan Lingyun's breath was unsteady, but he didn't want to let go of Xuan Feimo's arm, as if this could really bring him closer to his heart.

"Isn't it enough? It seems that you are still not satisfied!" Xuan Feimo smiled coldly, then stretched out his hand and went straight to Xuan Lingyun's back.

"Hmm..." Xuan Lingyun couldn't help but shuddered as he pressed his fingers fiercely, gasping for breath following the movements of Xuan Feimo's fingers.

Xuan Feimo frowned, and suddenly withdrew his hand, making no effort to hide his disgust: "Xuan Lingyun, you look so disgusting!"

"Brother." He reached out and grabbed Xuan Feimo's wrist, placing it on his hip.

Xuan Feimo pushed him away in disgust, and stretched out his hand to pinch his throat, as if he would snap his throat and kill him in the next moment.

Xuan Lingyun couldn't breathe, his face was flushed, and he only said intermittently: "Brother, I feel uncomfortable..."

"Do you know how much I hate you? I wish I could kill you." Xuan Feimo turned around resolutely, "Go back to your underworld and don't appear in front of me."

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☆, his Yunxuan

In the ghost control clan, there is a place that is forbidden by everyone by default. No one guards it, but no one dares to enter it. It is a very old house in decay.

Xuan Feimo walked in slowly, stroking the dusty table with his hands. The dust was so real, like a scar on his heart that would never be erased, and it hurt when he was awake and when he was dreaming.

"Yunxuan, I miss you so much."

Like a whisper from the sky, Xuan Feimo closed his eyes, and Zhong Yunxuan's face kept appearing in his mind, as clear as if he was right in front of his eyes. As soon as the warm tears gushed out of his eyes, they began to cool, bitingly cold.

There was a bronze mirror hanging on the wall behind the table case, Xuan Feimo took it off gently, as gentle as treating a lover, this is the only thing he can miss Yun Xuan.

He cast a spell on the bronze mirror, and with a flash of light on the mirror, the happiest time of his life appeared.

"Feimo, don't pull my hair." The man pretended to be angry.

"Yunxuan, your hair is beautiful, your eyes are beautiful, and your lips are soft and delicious."

"Woo...will be seen by...um...grandpa." Zhong Yunxuan pushed Xuan Feimo.

"No, the only thing we can see is us in this mirror."

The two figures hugging tightly were reflected clearly and profoundly by the mirror.

There is only such a short-lived picture in the bronze mirror, which has been revisited countless times by Xuan Feimo.

Only in the back of his mind, he still remembered those memories that made him painful and powerless.

The first time I met Yunxuan, he had just slipped out of the underworld and not long after he arrived in the human world.

On the noisy and busy street, a little beggar approached him and bumped into him to blackmail him. At that time, he didn't understand what a little beggar meant. There were more and more passers-by watching, and a fresh and refined young man walked out of the crowd. He seemed to be acquainted with the little beggar, took out his purse and dismissed the little beggar, and told him not to do this again.

Anyway, he didn't know anyone in the mortal world, he felt that this mortal was very special, so he followed him all the time.

"Don't follow me, I want to go home, you should go back too!" This was the first sentence Yun Xuan said to him, his voice was like a clear spring.

After Xuan Feimo heard this, he curled his lips, was he going to send him away too, but he just refused to leave: "Go home? But my family is not here."

"Are you a foreigner? Don't you have any companions?" At that time, he seemed to see Yun Xuan's brows wrinkled, and he seemed a little worried. Maybe it was because he, a "foreigner", was almost blackmailed not long ago.

Xuan Feimo continued: "Yeah, I'm alone, I have nowhere to go."

"If that's the case, are you willing to spend the night at my house?" His Yun Xuan was always so kind.

"Okay." He readily accepted.

That year, Zhong Yunxuan was 16 years old.

……

"Feimo, birds can't be fed so much meat."

"Feimo, I cooked noodles, come and try."

"Feimo, next time I go to the street, I will buy you the kind of red ball you mentioned."

There are only two grandparents in Zhong Yunxuan's family, and the Zhong family is also Xuan Feimo's family in the world, the only one.

Afterwards, Yunxuan's grandfather passed away, and he and Yunxuan depended on each other for life.

That was the happiest time of his life, and this life lasted only three years.

When he was recalled to the underworld, when Xuan Lingyun succeeded the Lord of the underworld, and before Yun Xuan's 19th birthday, he lost all of this.

Such a short life, he only had Yunxuan's three years, and after that, he couldn't even find his soul, and his soul flew away.

When Yun Xuan was dying, how much he hoped that he would save him, and how much he must have been afraid. In the last days of his life, perhaps until the moment of his death, he would always be chanting his Xuan Feimo's name.

Xuan Feimo burst into tears holding the bronze mirror, he will no longer have Zhong Yunxuan, there will be no such person as Zhong Yunxuan in the world.

But what can he do? 1000 Two hundred years ago, Zhong Yunxuan's soul was gone, and even his corpse was thrown into the Wangchuan River, where he was devoured by evil spirits.

He can no longer see the living Zhong Yunxuan, and the only things that can accompany him are his indelible memories and this bronze mirror.

Yun Xuan would never come back to life, so he could only look for Yun Xuan's shadows one by one.

In the past, as long as there was someone similar to Yunxuan, Xuan Feimo would bring back the ghost-riding clan as male favourites, giving himself the illusion that Yunxuan was still by his side. Later, there was Jing Yue, who looked more like Yunxuan than those people , So he dismissed all the other male favorites, leaving him alone.

As time went by, he would feel that these people were just similar in some parts of their facial features, and they couldn't be compared with his Yun Xuan, but now, he finally met a shadow that satisfied him, that is Yan Qingfan.

His smile, his eyes, and the expression of his gestures are all very similar to Yunxuan.

1000 For two hundred years, his lonely and desolate heart is waiting to be warmed.