Junior Disciple C

"Brother, Brother Hao, go to bed early." The three walked to the dormitory area, Fang Yang said goodbye to Feng Ye and Hao Chen.

Feng Ye nodded and replied, "Good night."

Hao Chen followed suit and said, "Good night."

After speaking, Fang Yang turned around and went back to his room to sleep.

But Feng Ye and Hao Chen were still standing there. Although the two also lived in this area, they went in different directions, one went left and the other went right.

It was getting late, and everyone was asleep except the bats.This should have parted ways, but neither of the two had the intention of leaving first.

Feng Ye folded his arms and waited quietly for a while. Seeing that Hao Chen still didn't speak, he finally couldn't help but take the initiative to clarify: "Hao Chen, if you have something to say, you might as well say it now."

Hao Chen's eyes flickered all the way, watching him hesitate to speak, not knowing what he was holding back, Feng Ye looked anxiously.

Hao Chen was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he spread his lips and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Feng Ye understands me best."

Feng Ye gave Hao Chen a fixed look, and suddenly said bluntly: "No, I don't understand you." He didn't even figure out who Hao Chen was, nor did he figure out the purpose of the other party relying on him.

Hao Chen raised his eyebrows: "What? Is it difficult for me to understand?"

He shook his head while talking, and said with a trace of incomprehensible sadness: "Don't I understand better than that senior brother with two faces in your sect? After all, my friendship with fellow Taoist Feng Ye comes from the bottom of my heart. Never do anything to cover up."

Feng Ye noticed Xue Ren's change of face, and Hao Chen also noticed it. Of the three of them, only Fang Yang, who was stupid and sweet, didn't know anything.

"My heart was towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch." Hao Chen became more and more sad as he spoke, and even chanted a poem to the moon.

Feng Ye: "..." He only said one sentence, but Hao Chen talked so much without stopping to get to the point.

Seeing that Hao Chenyin has become addicted to poetry, he still wants to say a few more words.Feng Ye suddenly turned around and left.

The poem Hao Chen was about to export was forced to turn a corner: "Where is fellow Taoist Feng Ye going?"

Feng Ye didn't turn his head: "The ditch is going back to sleep."

Hao Chen: "..."

After a moment of silence, he quickly caught up with Feng Ye, walked side by side with Feng Ye and said, "Fellow Daoist Feng Ye, don't be in a hurry to leave."

Feng Ye didn't mean to slow down, because he knew that Hao Chen would never get to the point if he didn't.

Sure enough, his strategy of retreating into advance took effect.Hao Chen finally got to the point, and he repeated the old saying: "Friend Feng Ye, do you need a little... small help?"

Although he couldn't show off his wealth, Hao Chen still couldn't help it, wanting to show off a little of his gleaming pony feet.It would be even better if Feng Ye could bow his head and beg him.

Feng Ye finally stopped. He still thought that Hao Chen wanted to say something, he hesitated to speak all the way, but he still wanted to bow his head and beg him for help.

He couldn't help but let out a slight sneer: "Fellow Taoist Hao Chen, do you mean Bingyan Grass?"

Hao Chen shook his head with a smile, and denied, "No, it's Jianmu." Although he didn't know Feng Ye's identity, Feng Ye could definitely get something like Bingyancao himself.

Hao Chen had extremely blind confidence in Feng Ye, after all, he was almost someone he fell in love with.Therefore, he changed the bait, the "Jianmu" that Feng Ye mentioned several times.

This [-]% is the real purpose of Feng Ye's coming to Lingxiao Sword Sect.Hao Chen guessed that he didn't actually have any clues about Jianmu.In fact, he only learned about the existence of this legendary sacred tree from Deacon Zheng.

But even if there is no clue at all, Hao Chen is still very confident in his power and strength. He is confident that if he wants, there is nothing he can't do.

Facts have proved that he guessed right, Jianmu did have an indissoluble relationship with Feng Ye's purpose of coming here.

As soon as the word "Jianmu" was uttered, Feng Ye's expression suddenly turned cold, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and only those sharp eyebrows and eyes that were as sharp as blades were tightly wrinkled.

At this moment, he became the one in the ring again, who swung the seven-sword lore that pressed every step of the way without leaving any room for the opponent.

Just looking at him makes one feel a shuddering feeling as if a blade is on the throat.

However, seeing Feng Ye's expression, Hao Chen could only be pleasantly surprised. His heart beat out of rhythm again, beating wildly in his chest uncontrollably, clamoring to fight the opponent regardless of his care.

Feng Ye looked at Hao Chen coldly, his voice was as cold as his eyes: "I'm busy, you can't help."

This is almost a threat.

If he hadn't confirmed that Hao Chen had nothing to do with the disaster in his dream, at the moment Hao Chen mentioned Jian Mu, what he said would not be a threat, but a death notice.

He knew that Hao Chen talked about Jianmu just to test him, but he was not going to fool Hao Chen with sloppy eyes on this matter, and he clearly warned Hao Chen not to interfere in this matter.

Unfortunately, his threat did not make Hao Chen retreat.Instead, Hao Chen took a step forward. The two were standing not far away, but this step made their noses almost bump into each other.

Feng Ye always paid attention to keeping a distance from Hao Chen, even when Hao Chen approached and whispered, he would lean back slightly.

But Feng Ye didn't back down from Hao Chen's sudden approach at this time, he stood there without dodging, still maintaining that cold expression, looking at him coldly.

Hao Chen also looked back at Feng Ye without avoiding it, and the two looked at each other at a distance so close that they could hear their breath.

Different from Feng Ye's coldness, Hao Chen was smiling all over his face. This joy came from his heart, and he was not displeased at being provoked at all.

The corners of his lips curled up, and when he spoke, his warm breath sprayed onto Feng Ye's tightly pursed lips between two fingers.Hao Chen's voice was very soft, with a sexy hoarseness: "What if I don't?"

Feng Ye looked at Hao Chen motionlessly and looked at Hao Chen's smile. The aura around him was getting colder and colder. It was so cold that it made people think that the early autumn with a little lingering heat had suddenly entered winter.

The originally relaxed and casual atmosphere became stagnant, the peaceful moonlight became chilling, the sound of insects turned into war drums, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Hao Chen's five fingers were tightly clenched on the fan, and his spiritual power was gathering at his fingertips, but he never took the initiative to make a move.He was waiting for Feng Ye to make a move.

He felt that he was a majestic master of the Northern Darkness, and he shouldn't bully such a junior, but he couldn't help but not fight back against Feng Ye's provocation.

As a compromise, he gave up the advantage of making the first move to Feng Ye, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing to say it.

Although it didn't get any better.Except for those great gods who are qualified to be his opponents, anyone he fights is considered a bully.

And Feng Ye didn't take the initiative to take action, because he was still a little hesitant, whether to take advantage of the silence of the night to completely get rid of Hao Chen, the brown sugar.

Although Hao Chen's purpose is not the same as his, but it is always a hidden danger to have such a guy with unknown purpose and suspicious behavior by his side.

The only problem is that Hao Chen is probably from Beiming, and Beiming's Kunpeng is said to be very defensive. If I really do something to Hao Chen tonight, will that Kunpeng come to trouble me?

Feng Ye wasn't afraid of Kunpeng, but it was better to have one more thing than one less thing. The matter he was investigating was already troublesome enough, and he didn't want to add trouble to it.

In fact, there is a once-and-for-all solution, he directly killed Hao Chen, dug a hole and buried him, who knew he was the one who killed him.

However, he is not a villain in a story, who kills whoever is not pleasing to the eye.Although Hao Chen was suspicious, so far, he hadn't done anything harmful, except for molesting himself, which can be said to be innocent.

But just molesting is not a crime of death.

Even if he made a move tonight, he would just go to the end and let the other party promise not to interfere with Jianmu's affairs.And when Hao Chen went back to file a complaint, the Kunpeng would definitely know about it.

When the time comes to seek revenge with mighty shrimp soldiers and crabs, he, a junior disciple, will definitely lose his vest.

But I feel that if I don't teach the other party a lesson, Hao Chen will only get bigger and bigger...

How about burying him... Feng Ye couldn't help thinking when he saw Hao Chen's unbearable smile.

Just when the dark little thoughts in his heart were about to move, a sound of footsteps from far to near brought Feng Ye back to his senses.

someone is coming.

"Tsk." Hao Chen gave a soft "tsk", because the good things tonight were disturbed by outsiders.

"Senior Brother! Your fan is on my side!" Fang Yang shouted out of breath. On the way back, he borrowed the white jade porcelain bone fan from Feng Ye to play with it for a while because he was curious about the magic weapon, but he forgot return.

After returning to the house, I remembered that I hadn't returned it, so I chased it out and wanted to return it to Senior Brother Waste Chai.

It's just that I didn't expect that Brother Waste Chai, who was supposed to go back to the room a long time ago, didn't go back, and Brother Hao, who was also supposed to go back to the room a long time ago, didn't go back either. The two stood outside facing each other, not knowing what they were doing.

Fang Yang ran up to the two of them, looked at the bridges of their noses that were almost touching together, and said doubtfully, "You..."

Since he couldn't fight, Feng Ye immediately took a step back, and after pulling away the distance from Hao Chen, he explained to Fang Yang: "We are chatting under the moon."

Hearing this, Hao Chen added to the nonsense made up for Feng Ye in cooperation: "That's right, we posted it together when the chat started."

This rhetoric is the same as Fang Yang's rhetoric when he saw them sleeping together last time.