She's not the devil emperor's nanny!

After being tortured for a long time, Feng Jueqing was released back to Fengmo Palace.Ling Xuan's escape was very successful, but he was not caught. Feng Jueqing could only return to Lingfeng Pavilion with a lot of strange gifts.

Among the bunch of gifts, only Lan Juexin's is the most special.It was a book of dual cultivation exercises, a book of dual cultivation exercises used by two men. Besides, a small box was also given, and he was told to return to Lingfeng Pavilion before opening it.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that there is a breath of conspiracy, especially combined with Lan Juexin's dark belly all the time, we still have to be cautious.

Pushing open the door of Lingfeng Pavilion, the tip of Feng Jueqing's nose moved slightly, smelling the aroma of food, he couldn't help being stunned.

So it turned out that the question Ling Xuan asked was also for this reason?

Suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, Feng Jueqing stayed at the door for some reason for some reason, and then bypassed the large landscape screen and came to the other end.

There are four dishes and one soup on the small round table, three meat and one vegetable plus fish soup.

good smell.It is not as good as those big chefs, but it has a warm and intimate taste.

Ling Xuan had been waiting there for a long time, and when he saw Feng Jueqing, he frowned and said, "It's too late to come back! It's almost cold!"

"Is this a gift from you?" Feng Jueqing sat down on the round stool, looked at the exaggerated gold-embellished chopsticks and bowl in front of him, and said with a smile, "Where did you get this?"

"Who told you that you don't have to eat? I can't even find the bowls and chopsticks and the dishes!" Ling Xuan's face was quite foul. Today he escaped all day. Fortunately, no one thought that he would hide in Lingfeng Pavilion , Only then escaped N disasters.

Feng Jueqing smiled slightly, picked up the expensive, exaggerated and vulgar chopsticks, reached out to Ling Xuan, who claimed to be good at fried squid with vegetable sauce, and said, "I haven't tasted five grains for many years."

"Then you should eat more, it's best not to leave any leftovers." Ling Xuan said irresponsibly, because the amount he made really couldn't be eaten by two people, at least three or four people weight.

"En. There must be none left." Feng Jueqing smiled purely and frankly, but Ling Xuan, who was reaching out to pick up vegetables, was stunned for a moment, and the chopsticks almost fell from his hands.

After regaining his senses, Ling Xuan quickly shook his head. Recently, he has always been dizzy because of this guy, which is not acceptable!

The two stopped talking, and only the sound of chopsticks colliding with dishes remained in Lingfeng Pavilion.

"I'm very happy today." Feng Jueqing said, breaking the silence, "I had forgotten it, but I didn't expect someone to remember it."

"Isn't that very good?" Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face turned slightly red. He took out a folded paper from his arms and handed it to Feng Jueqing, saying, "Hey! Here is a gift for you."

"What? Isn't it just this meal?" Feng Jueqing asked in astonishment while taking the crumpled paper.

"That's what I originally planned, but it seems too ordinary, and I don't know what to give, so I can only do this." Ling Xuan's eyes wandered, and said: "It's not a love letter, and it's not something suspicious. Don't get it wrong."

Feng Jueqing opened the paper for a look, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What is this? Ling Xuan's scroll?" Feng Jueqing read out the words on the paper with a smile on his face, but Ling Xuan was extremely embarrassed.

"It is to give you the right to instruct me to do things three times! But let me be clear in advance, you can't use this to ask me and you...cough cough..." Ling Xuan still couldn't say the last few words, so he coughed instead.

"Three times." Feng Jueqing put the three pieces of paper into the storage ring and said, "Don't worry, I won't use this kind of method to force you to do the things you worry about. Because I believe that one day you will be willing to be with me Yes, but since the opportunity is so rare, I still have to think carefully about how to use it."

"Don't think about it so carefully? I always feel gross!" Ling Xuan leaned forward and said.

"That can't be done." Calmly eating all the food on the table, Feng Jueqing took out a small sandalwood box from the storage ring.

This is what Lan Juexin gave him, and he must return to Lingfeng Pavilion to open it.

Think about it carefully, on such a day, no matter how insidious Fourth Senior Brother is, he wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary, right?

Hesitating slightly, Feng Jueqing opened the box, but only heard a very slight explosion, and the big cloud of smoke blinded the eyes of the two people.

With a wave of Feng Juqing's sleeve robe, the smoke was swept away, but he found that there was nothing in the box, and he was in a daze when he heard an exclamation from Ling Xuan on the other side.

"This, this, this... what is this?" Ling Xuan raised his hands, only to see that his hands were tightly bound, as if they were bound by shackles made of cowhide.

A large drop of cold sweat dripped from Feng Jueqing's forehead.Is it because Lan Juexin knew that Ling Xuan was hiding here for a long time before he was asked to return to Lingfeng Pavilion?But what is the purpose of tying Ling Xuan up?

Sure enough, it was insidious enough, worthy of being the fourth senior brother.

Feng Jueqing rubbed his temples with his hands, sighed, walked to Ling Xuan, picked him up by the waist, and put him on the bed.

"Feng Jueqing! What are you doing?" Ling Xuan kept hiding in the depths, looking like he was guarding against a pervert.

I also have to guard against it!He couldn't beat him in the first place, and his hands had to be tied up. If Feng Jueqing really became a beast or something, he really couldn't do anything about it.

"Go to sleep. I guarantee that this thing will disappear when you wake up tomorrow." After waving the lights of Lingfeng Pavilion, Feng Jueqing went to bed, and caught the person who couldn't help hiding behind and hugged him in his arms.

"Don't you need to sleep?" In the darkness, Ling Xuan's eyes were shining like stars.

"Huh? Occasionally I want to sleep, just like occasionally I want to eat." With his arms tightly hugged, Feng Juqing closed his eyes and said.

"Really?" Ling Xuan became quiet, and after a while, he said hesitantly: "Unfeeling, can I go down the mountain?"

Feng Jueqing's arms moved in obviously, he opened his eyes, met Ling Xuan's gaze, and spoke softly.

"why?"

"Because it's boring on the mountain. There is no mobile phone, no computer, no Internet, no Facebook. I, who is used to high-speed information life, really can't bear it." Ling Xuan rested his pillow on Feng Jueqing's arm, avoiding his sight, Regardless of whether Feng Jueqing could understand or not, he said with a smile.

Feeling the scorching gaze on his face, Ling Xuan felt a little guilty, but he finally spoke when he heard him.

"I'll accompany you. Anyway, I won't let you leave me this time." Feng Jueqing gently kissed his forehead hair, his arms tightened even more, almost as hard as he wanted to melt this person into himself .

It was late at night, Feng Jueqing saw that Ling Xuan was fast asleep, so he got up, only to find that Ling Xuan was still clutching his robe tightly with both hands.

Who is afraid of who leaves?

Feng Jueqing smiled slightly, and without alarming Ling Xuan, he unbuttoned his coat, and just walked out of Lingfeng Pavilion wearing an all-black unlined garment.

The wind lifted his black hair, as cold as a knife.

"Owner."

Yijian didn't know how long he had been waiting in the cold wind, but when he saw Feng Jueqing appearing, he immediately knelt down on one knee.

"What's the result?" Feng Jueqing's tone was indifferent, completely different from when he was in front of Ling Xuan.

"Just this month alone, there are already 150 or six people, and there are some in every palace, and there are some with high positions." Yijian frowned, and said, "Master, should we put those with relatively high positions, say Let go of those who lost less and said they would repent?"

"150 six people? More than I expected. No wonder Xuan wants to go down the mountain. Is it because there are too many gossips?" Feng Jueqing looked down at Yijian, who couldn't help trembling, "When will it start... ...you're questioning my decision too?"

"Subordinates dare not! It's just..." Yijian's expression changed.

"It's just that you think those people are right, don't you?" Feng Jueqing's words were as cold as ice scum, and the trembling of his sword could no longer be concealed.

"This subordinate knows his mistake! This subordinate deserves to die!"

"Knowing that I deserve to die, after killing those people, I found a place to kill myself. From now on, Feng Jue's thirteen swords have been changed to twelve swords." Feng Jueqing's words were merciless, and he dropped his pale face .

"I said this is the rule. Yijian, you should understand the consequences for those who dare to violate my rules."

"Yes... this subordinate understands. This subordinate does not ask for forgiveness from the master. After dealing with those people, he will kill himself." Yijian trembled slightly, and left after speaking.

Feng Jueqing stood alone in the cold wind, but Eleven Sword and Thirteen Sword appeared behind him, both knelt down and begged him for mercy.

"Master! Although the elder brother did something wrong, but for the sake of his hard work and no credit for so many years, I beg the master to forgive him once!" Both of them lowered their foreheads to the ground and pleaded.

"You have followed me for more than 50 years, and I am not such a ruthless person." Feng Jueqing sighed softly, and said: "It's just that sometimes some punishment must be given, if you want me to bypass him, you should know what to do." How to do it."

"This subordinate understands! This subordinate will wait for Master Ling here!" Eleven Sword and Thirteen Sword looked at each other, and the division of labor was immediately clear.

Eleven swords are here waiting for Ling Xuan to get up, Thirteen swords turn back to look at Yijian, don't cause catastrophe due to lack of time.

Looking at this scene, Feng Jueqing sighed slightly in his heart.Ling Xuan's cultivation base is too low, even his cronies can't get used to it. It's true that there are too many gossips in Wuji Mountain.

Ling Xuan didn't seem to be injured, but the blood scab in his heart would accumulate and thicken.

Shaking his head, he released the Yin Sha Sword and flew to the Demon Corpse Palace.

One is to untie the shackles, and two...

I asked the fourth senior brother for some medicine for digestion, and I was really full just now.