Demon Lord, he is rebellious

When the three of them heard the movement, they all looked towards the gate of the courtyard. Seeing that it was Xianyu Haoyang, Duan Xun unconsciously bent his mouth and waved to him, motioning for Xianyu Haoyang to come over.

Xian Yu Haoyang ran to the small pavilion in a panic, clutching the corner of Duan Xun's clothes tightly, his eyes were red, "Master will die? What do you mean? Master, what's wrong with you? Master, are you injured? Master I respect you not to die!" At the end of the speech, there was even a slight cry in the voice.

Duan Xun glanced at Rong Feng helplessly, Rong Feng seemed to know that he had said something wrong, so he kept silent.Duan Xun had no choice but to comfort his little apprentice who remembered crying.

"I just suffered a little injury as a teacher, it doesn't get in the way."

"Then Master Rong said you were going to die just now." Hearing Duan Xun's words, Xianyu Haoyang calmed down a little.

Seeing Xianyu Haoyang who obviously didn't trust him very much, Duan Xun sighed helplessly, and touched Xianyu Haoyang's drooping head, "I'm really fine as a teacher, it's just a small injury, as long as I retreat, it will be fine."

Meng Yiwen was full of jealousy towards the picture in front of him.I just felt so angry in my heart that I wanted to tear the scene in front of me to pieces!

Will there be such a scene full of human feelings for my junior brother, who is snowy in the mountains and treats everyone lightly?

Why isn't that person himself?

Meng Yiwen didn't know when he started to desire Duan Xun.

Perhaps, it was the pure and innocent eyes looking at him when he was young; perhaps, it was Duan Xun's distressing "senior brother" after he was injured; perhaps, it was the other party who gradually faded away with age. , an increasingly captivating face.

Duan Xun came to Yun Qingzong since he was a child. He is a brilliant genius, and his cultivation base is the best in the world, but he doesn't understand the love in the world.

He is glad that he is his senior brother, who can approach him every day and go down the mountain to slay demons for him.

Every time he came back from an injury, he would hear him say "senior brother" full of distress.

Everyone said that he was a gentleman, elegant and polite, but only he knew that he was jealous and selfish by nature.

I did all this by myself, but I didn't want Duan Xun to go down the mountain, lest he learn the love in the world of mortals - love love.

And what a wonderful thing it is that I can hide my beauty alone.

But why, things suddenly started to get out of control.

Meng Yiwen's face twisted for a moment, the hand holding the folding fan tightened nervously, and then slowly loosened.Like the setting sun of blood falling on his face, the beautiful eyebrows and eyes were stained with gloom and madness.

Among the few people present, although Xianyu Haoyang's cultivation base was the lowest, his sensitivity to malicious intent was indeed different from ordinary people.Although Meng Yiwen lowered his head and hid his emotions well, he was as sensitive as Yu Haoyang, but he accurately grasped that emotion and looked at Meng Yiwen scrutinizingly.

Feeling a scrutinizing gaze staring at him, Meng Yiwen calmed down instantly, stood up shaking the folding fan in his hand.

"Cough cough..."

Meng Yiwen returned to his usual gentle and affectionate gentleman appearance, "Junior Master, I haven't seen you being so gentle to anyone, you little apprentice. It's kind of interesting."

Xianyu Haoyang withdrew his gaze, as if temporarily comforted by Duan Xun's words, his emotions were no longer uncontrollable as before, and he returned to his usual obedient and sensible manner.

Let go of the hand holding the corner of Duan Xun's clothes, take a step forward, raise your hand to raise your forehead, bow ninety degrees, and perform a standard junior salute, "Greetings to Uncle Rong, Uncle Meng."

Because of Shaoyu Haoyang's suspicion of being a demon, Rongfeng didn't like him very much, he just nodded slightly and said "hmm".

Meng Yiwen next to him seemed to like Xianyu Haoyang very much, "Get up quickly, he is such a well-behaved boy."

Seeing that there was still undeveloped baby fat on Xianyu Haoyang's face, it was a little fleshy, his big eyes were still red, his hands were itchy for a while, and his slender and slightly calloused hands pinched Xianyu Haoyang's little face past.

Xianyu Haoyang doesn't like to have physical contact with others, especially Meng Yiwen had an inexplicably uncomfortable aura just now.

Before Meng Yiwen's hand came in front of him, Xianyu Haoyang was on guard all over his body, and took a step back with disgust on his face, just avoiding the outstretched hand.

"Hey, this kid is quite sharp, rare and rare." Meng Yiwen was a little embarrassed, threw away the folding fan, smiled suavely,

"Forget it, there are still a lot of things waiting for me in my palace, so I can't be lazy anymore. Junior brother, I will take my leave."

"Little Xianyu, if you have time, go to Master's South Palace to play. There are a lot of little monsters there." When he was leaving, he looked at Xianyu Haoyang with something meaningful in his eyes.