Sweet as candy

Ten days later.

Xue Shiji took on the important task of guarding Xiao Lang's room, dismissed the few young disciples who were always guarding outside the door, and moved a large pile of paperwork, planning to take advantage of this gap to help Xiao Lang by the way Divide the clutter.

Before long, a person pushed the door open and came in.

Xue Shiji was just about to open his mouth to drive people away, but he was stunned when he saw the person clearly: "Brother Xiao...why are you back?"

Xiao Lang, who had gone back and forth, stood at the door, looked around with his arms folded, and when he caught a glimpse of Xue Shiji, there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

Xue Shiji put down the things in hand, and said strangely: "Didn't you say that you want to go with Song Daxia today..."

Afraid that the partition wall has ears, he deliberately lowered his voice a little in the middle of the sentence: "Are you going to check on that? Why did you come back so soon?"

"The plan has changed, we will go tomorrow." Xiao Lang simply replied, strode up to him, picked a seat and sat down.

Seeing that he was still stunned, Xiao Lang clicked his tongue and patted the seat beside him with his big hand: "Sit down, and continue doing what you just did."

"Oh... But these were originally for you. When you come back, these should be returned to you." Xue Shiji scratched his head.

Xiao Lang paused, turned sideways and picked up a book with his fingers, casually flipped through two pages, then put it down again with a sigh: "I'm not feeling well today, so I'll trouble you to sort it out."

"what?"

"Ah what." Xiao Lang patted him on the shoulder with one hand like a good brother: "I believe that with your ability, you can deal with these trivial matters."

As he spoke, he stood up and said, "I'll go find you something to fill your stomach."

Xue Shiji was confused by him, and before he could react, the other party had already come back from the outside, and seeing him sitting down at the table in a proper manner, he nodded in satisfaction: "You sit down, I'll peel a fruit for you eat."

"...Thank you, Brother Xiao."

Xue Shiji took the fruit, and after eating it in twos and twos, he began to do things for him honestly.

And Xiao Lang, who usually does things by himself, uncharacteristically lays his legs crossed leisurely on the recliner next to him, like a cat sleeping.

When Mu Yunyi came, Xue Shiji was burying his head in writing, while Xiao Lang beside him comfortably closed his eyes, resting his arms on his pillow, looking sound asleep.

He was in a daze for a moment: "Xiao Lang?"

The person on the recliner hummed and slowly opened his eyes.

Probably because the sun in front of the door was too hot, he was still a little uncomfortable when he opened his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to cover them.

Mu Yunyi took a step forward, blocking most of the light for him.

After the dazzling light faded away, Xiao Lang smiled sweetly at the person in front of him.

It was the first time that Mu Yunyi saw his almost obedient appearance, and was taken aback.

Xiao Lang stretched his waist, and sat up from the reclining chair with the help of one hand, his gaze stayed on his tightly bandaged left hand for a moment.

"Mu Yunyi...huh?"

While working hard, Xue Shiji secretly pricked up his ears, wanting to hear what Xiao Lang was going to do.

Xiao Lang stretched out a hand, and gently caressed the other's injured five fingers: "Does it still hurt?"

I don't know if it was his delusion, but Mu Yunyi always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Xiao Lang today, as if the other party's every move was deliberately provocative.

Xiao Lang approached his face, his thick eyelashes trembling violently, when he stood up completely, Mu Yunyi frowned calmly——he seems... a little taller than usual today?

With cold fingers all the way up along the chin, Xiao Lang caressed the face of the person in front of him almost recklessly: "This human skin mask is too intrusive, take it off, I want to take a good look at you."

The last few words were almost spoken while blowing on his neck.

Xue Shiji's hand holding the pen had already started to tremble, and the words in front of him flew out of his consciousness as if they had come to life.He thought dazedly: Has Brother Xiao been bewitched today?Are they flirting now?Is he going to be kicked out soon?

Mu Yunyi narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the person close at hand without blinking for a moment, and gently stopped his movement to take off the mask with one hand.

"Why?" Xiao Lang snorted softly, and blew provocatively next to his ear: "Don't want to?"

He wanted to get closer, but Mu Yunyi's expression darkened, and he suddenly pushed away the person in front of him, and drew out his sword under Xue Shiji's horrified gaze: "You are not Xiao Lang."

Xue Shiji stood up with a bang.

"Ha." The other party was not in a hurry, took two steps back, and looked at Xue Shiji who was unconsciously on the defensive with a funny look: "Shiji, do you really listen to him?"

"I'm not Xiao Lang, who is it?" He swaggered up to Xue Shiji, and patted his face lightly towards him: "Look, I'm not wearing any human skin mask, it's just like a fake."

Xue Shiji glanced at the two of them hesitantly, and Mu Yunyi said in a deep voice, "You have known Xiao Lang for so long, how have you ever seen him look so frivolous?"

That's true, the brother Xiao in front of him has been showing a strange feeling ever since he appeared.

"I was joking with you." Xiao Lang sighed: "Who knows that you all take it seriously."

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble." He coughed twice, and he really returned to his usual calm appearance: "Shiji, hand over all the documents that were divided just now..."

Mu Yunyi said coldly, "Where's your dust?"

Xiao Lang paused, and Xue Shiji looked at the opponent's waist as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"I……"

"Why bother to make excuses." Before he could explain, Mu Yunyi had already charged up with his sword: "Where is Xiao Lang?"

"It's really not fun." The other party dodged his attack with a chuckle, and pushed him away with a palm, his inner strength was extremely deep.

Xue Shiji looked dumbfounded from the side, still not sure if he should join the battle, but the counterfeit Xiao Lang on the other side abruptly avoided after almost hurting Mu Yunyi.

Mu Yunyi frowned, and obviously realized that something was wrong with him. Just as he was about to fight again, the other party shook his hand as if resigned to his fate: "Enough, you still have injuries on your body, it's not fair to fight. If you miss and hurt you, you will be unlucky in the end." It's still me."

The two people in the room looked puzzled, Xiao Lang snorted softly, pulled the stool beside him and sat down: "Xiao Lang invited me here, I wanted to tease you, who knew you couldn't help it."

"What do we have to believe in what you say?" Seeing that the other party had already had a showdown, Xue Shiji was no longer polite: "Who knows what your real origin is, you said Brother Xiao invited you here, who are you?"

The man sighed: "He's quite relaxed, he just walked away without saying anything, but instead asked me to explain it to you."

"Your Brother Xiao, Xiao Xingan, is not actually an orphan whose parents died."

His mouth was full of shocking secrets, if Xiao Lang hadn't made it clear that these two people in front of him could be absolutely trusted, this secret would have been buried until Xiao Lang retired from the arena and no one knew about it.

"Not only are his parents still alive, but he also has a twin brother who looks exactly like him." After speaking, he pointed at himself expressionlessly, "That's me."

Xue Shiji was basically in a state of out-of-body soul after listening to it. Mu Yunyi, on the other hand, accepted the reality much faster. After hearing the words, he immediately lowered his head thoughtfully for a while, and then said with half suspicion : "You are... Feng Ji?"

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows in surprise: "How did you guess it?"

Mu Yunyi didn't answer, and said inwardly: No wonder Dichen appeared in Feng Ji's hand during Xiao Lang's disappearance, no wonder he showed such a unique and intimate gesture with Xiao Lang. It all makes sense.

"You gave him the dust?"

"It's me." Feng Ji stared at him for a while, and suddenly seemed to see something, and smiled meaningfully: "How about it, I was kept in the dark at that time, suspicions come and go, A lot of jealousy and a lot of jokes, right?"

After taking off the disguised identity, he is completely different from Xiao Lang again.

He obviously has the same appearance, but from his actions to his tone, compared to Xiao Lang, he is more lazy, unruly, publicity, and a little helplessly stubborn.

"I just said why I wasn't very happy when I saw you for the first time." He laughed softly, but there was a chill in his eyes that even Mu Yunyi couldn't hold back: "It turned out to be you, who repeatedly let you down." Xiao Lang is in a dilemma."

"Before coming here, Xiao Lang specifically told me not to touch you. But it's okay." Feng Ji paused every word: "There will be plenty of time to settle the accounts between us in the future."

"Ah!"

Song Fengqing's caring eyes swept over beside him: "Have you caught a cold?"

Xiao Lang rubbed the tip of his nose lightly, and said in a muffled voice, "No, it might have been dusted just now."

"It's a bit windy outside, let's go in first to avoid it." Song Fengqing pulled him into the teahouse, and raised his hand to smooth the beard sticking to his chin: "How did it get on?"

"Oh." Xiao Lang couldn't laugh or cry: "Master, this is sewn inside."

In order to prevent exposure, the human skin masks used by the two of them this time are made more finely, and even the joints between the necks have been carefully processed, which is impossible to detect.

The man in front of him was mediocre in appearance, with small eyes and a sparse beard, how could he tell that he was the high-spirited leader of the Wulin League.

"That's how it is. I haven't used this thing for too long, and I thought I had to stick it outside."

"It's less than an hour before those people send out the signal, we just need to wait quietly." Song Fengqing said: "Have all the arrangements in the league been made?"

Xiao Lang nodded and said with a light smile: "Don't worry, they are all the people I trust the most. In today's martial arts alliance, no one else will know that I have escaped."

Song Fengqing smiled and said, "I've always been at ease when you do things."

Xiao Lang smiled, but stared blankly at a corner of the wall.

I don't know how the few in the martial arts league are getting along...