The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

After that day, Lin Zhiyan avoided Chu Mingyu and left. He thought what he did was not obvious, but it couldn't be more obvious, okay?The servants in the mansion are still wondering in private, is there a conflict between the young master and Chief Chu?But regarding the matter of the masters, the doubts in the hearts of the servants passed away, but recently their hands and feet have become a lot more agile, for fear that the gods will fight the little ghosts and suffer.

Fushun walked on the bluestone path almost step by step, lamenting in his heart, how could it be his turn!Who doesn't know that chief executive Chu's body seems to be covered with ice these days, and he shivered as soon as he got close to him?If you meet, you will meet, and you were called by him to ask him to call the young master over for dinner. Is the young master so easy to call?

No matter how unwilling he was, the forest house in the south of the city was only this big, even if Fushun moved to Lin Zhiyan's small courtyard, he looked at the exquisitely carved gate, and walked quickly When he reached the door, he said in a low voice, "Master, Chief Chu called you to eat in the front yard."

The whistling wind blew past, rolling up the fallen leaves in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.

There was no sound in the room, Fushun moved forward again, almost clinging to her, and whispered, "Master? Master?"

"Understood! You go back!" An impatient voice came from the room, but Fushun was convinced that the young master was willing to answer, which is already excellent, and he had fulfilled Chief Chu's order. As for the young master, whether to go or not ?It's not something he should worry about.

"Yes, young master." Fushun walked quickly like small steps, unwilling to make the little ancestor angry here.

Chu Mingyu, who was sitting in the hall, had a calm expression on his face, showing no emotion at all. It was the hour of the hour, and a table was filled with delicious breakfasts, delicacies of seafood, exotic flowers and fruits, all in front of him. It was the young master's favorite food, but half an hour had passed since Fushun went to call, and there was no sign of the young master.

At the four corners of the hall stood four servant girls in peach clothes with their heads bowed. They all stood with their eyes, nose, nose, nose, and heart in mind. They didn't dare to breathe. The atmosphere became more and more difficult. If the young master didn't come, will Chief Chu be waiting here all the time? ?

However, there was no anger on the face of the handsome young man sitting on the main seat. He looked indifferent and sat there calmly.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the door, and the person who was a bit unwilling and cautious could tell at a glance, as expected, the young man in light blue robes strode across the threshold, hurriedly walked in front of the calm-faced young man. He said impatiently, "Why are you calling me? What's good for breakfast?"

Most people who cultivate immortals don't eat, thinking it is a common thing, but Lin Zhiyan is an exception, no matter what, he always eats and sleeps on time, which also surprised Lin Yunyuan, but everyone has a little habit In order to satisfy the appetite, of course it is also possible. The head of the Lin family, who is a pet son and madman, also eats three meals a day. Gradually, the Lin family also has this habit.

The young man sitting upright didn't seem to see the ugly face of the young man, but said slowly, "Hurry up, it won't be good if the food gets cold."

Lin Zhiyan only felt that a fist hit the cotton, which made him very angry. He looked at the young man's indifferent expression, as if nothing happened that night, and the young master couldn't help feeling depressed for a while, hum, eat Just eat, I'm afraid you won't succeed?

The angry boy walked to the other end of the round table, sat down with a bang, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat. He picked up a piece of crystal clear shrimp dumpling, put it in his mouth, and bit it lightly. It was immediately warm and delicious. The juice overflowed, and the teenager squinted his eyes in enjoyment, like a satisfied little squirrel.

Sure enough, eating is still one of the great joys in life. Lin Zhiyan looked at the delicious food on the table, and temporarily put aside the troubles in his heart. He kept chopsticks, and quickly but gracefully cleaned up all the delicious food on the table. .

Finally full, the young master sighed contentedly, put down the bowl and chopsticks, just raised his head, he saw the cold and immortal man looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, he was ashamed in his heart, but looked at it as if nothing had happened on his face The man said, "Is there anything you can say now?"

Little did he know that the boy's camouflage skills were still too poor, Chu Mingyu's eyes paused slightly on the boy's red ear tips, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he said in a clear and pleasant male voice, "I also came to Sail Moon City to find out the magician. The whereabouts of the family, Xiao Yan will come with me."

The male voice deliberately paused for a while on the word "Xiaoyan", as if pondering carefully, quite lingering.

The young Yubai's face turned red all of a sudden, and he said furiously, "You are not allowed to call me Xiaoyan!"

But his thoughts involuntarily went back to that night, when he was pressed on the bed by the elegant and gentle young man in front of him, forcing himself to call him Mingyu, but the young man refused, but he couldn't resist the man's various methods, and finally he was bullied. Shouting Mingyu, Mingyu over and over again with a weeping sound.

Of course, only he himself knows what the glamorous Chief Chu is thinking.

Of course, Lin Zhiyan’s embarrassment was not limited to this. The young man had been bullying him that night, but he still whispered in his ear, "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan..." At the end, he simply said stickyly, "Yan Yan , Yanyan... Yaner... baby..."

It's so shattering that such a cold and indifferent young man would actually yell such words.Lin Zhiyan said that he was so shocked that he was taken advantage of by others and hadn't realized it. Hearing this "Xiao Yan" again at this time is really shameful! ! !

The shy boy stared at the man in front of him, but he was not threatening. His puffy cheeks were moist and soft, just like a delicious little bun. Chu Mingyu stood up, and the boy immediately took a few steps back in surprise. But it didn't match his "fierce" expression at all.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Rubbing the boy's head, Chu Mingyu said seriously, "Did you discover the devilish energy in the north of the city a few days ago?" Lin Zhiyan replied subconsciously, "Yes." Looking at him with angry eyes, the boy's angry appearance was so cute, the man's fingers hidden in his sleeves were bent, but he resisted to do anything to make the boy blow up.

"I'm going to visit the north of the city these few days. You're just having fun in the city. Remember to protect yourself, eh?" Although the man was asking, his tone was unquestionable. Lin Zhiyan, who had been oppressed for a long time, didn't respond for a while. Come here, and when he was about to say something, there was only the back of the man who was almost invisible.

fall!What kind of trouble is this!How come there is a feeling of a husband telling his wife when he goes out!

The young master stared angrily at the direction where the man disappeared for a long while, feeling uneasy, you are the chief disciple of the Taixu Immortal Sect, and I am the young master of the Lin family, you are going to check for the traces of the monsters, why should I stay obediently? In the city?

The young man who had figured it out packed up his things and was ready to go. Fushun looked at the young master with a bitter face as he was busy. Sometimes Chief Chu told him to take good care of the young master. If Chief Chu came back, How should he explain?

"Young master, let's not go out. Look at how nice the mansion is. It's delicious and fun. No matter how bad it is, the servant will find you a singer." Fushun persuaded in a low voice.

Lin Zhiyan was furious, and directly picked up the teacup in his hand and threw it on the ground, "Is he your master or am I your master?"

Fushun was startled, fell to his knees with a plop, and begged for forgiveness, "Master, forgive me! It's the slave lard who can't see clearly, and you are my master."

Lin Zhiyan remained silent.

Usually, Lin Zhiyan was too kind to these servants, so some people forgot their identities. Fushun deeply regretted it at this time, "Master, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

The constant kowtowing disturbed people, Lin Zhiyan was already in a bad mood, and now he said impatiently, "You will be fined for two months' money, it's not an exception, remember your identity in the future, go down."

Fushun said again and again, "Thank you young master for your life, thank you young master for your life, the little one will go down now."

Lin Zhiyan clicked his tongue, unexpectedly, in just a few days, Chu Mingyu bought all the people around him, and he really couldn't match this skill.

Standing on the street, Lin Zhiyan looked at the bustling street, and the boredom in his heart was swept away. The sunshine in autumn was warm and the weather was neither too hot nor too cold, making people feel very comfortable.Remembering that Chu Mingyu had gone to the north of the city, Lin Zhiyan decided to go to the south of the city to have a look. In short, he didn't want to run into him again.

The shouts on the street are endless, "Sugar seller ~ good-looking and delicious candy ~", "Thin-skinned buns with big stuffing ~ no money if they are not good~" "New rouge from Zuixianglou~"...

Originally a peaceful scene, but was disrupted by a rough voice——

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Drive!" A luxurious carriage came aggressively. The driver was quite arrogant, and he didn't even look at the pedestrians on the street, and galloped wildly.

The crowd retreated in fright, and Lin Zhiyan was also pushed back and forth. However, there were too many pedestrians on the street, and some people couldn't avoid it. Seeing that this was about to lead to a tragedy, Lin Zhiyan frowned slightly, and with a flick of his fingertips, that The galloping horse suddenly stopped, its hooves raised high, and the coachman almost fell to the ground, "That bastard did it, stand up for me!"

As soon as he steadied his horse, the ferocious coachman cursed. He looked quite domineering. The faces of the people on the street were full of panic, and they all shrank back, for fear of offending him.

It seems that this person has a lot of influence in the city, so that no one dares to control him if he is so presumptuous.

The coachman had a gloomy face, "If you don't say yes, then all of you should be buried with the young master!"

Speaking of wanting to kill on the street, the coachman who practiced Qi level [-] is not considered weak, and for ordinary people, he is even more powerful.

Suddenly a pleasant voice came from the street, "I did it, what's wrong?"