3-Being Severely Beaten (1/2)

Just a few small things.

It is not appropriate to block outside sounds in a potentially dangerous restricted area.

Si Qingyan soon calmed down.

Maybe the two people outside were just looking for temporary excitement and would leave after a while.

Si Qingyan took out the piano and carefully brushed off the dust.

This piano is also a good weapon. If there wasn't someone outside, Si Qingyan would be willing to try the sound.

Si Qingyan held Qin in her arms, immersed in her own affairs, gradually forgetting the surrounding environment, and sat quietly all night.

The sound outside didn't cause the slightest ripple.

Ye Fufeng, who fell asleep due to fatigue and serious injuries, seemed to hear the voices of Junior Sister Lingyue and Senior Brother Xiao Yan.

They seem to be... doing that kind of thing...

It must be the influence of desire and poison.

Otherwise, why would he have such a strange dream!

Although he didn't spend much time with Junior Sister Lingyue, Ye Fufeng had a deep affection for the little girl with whom he was engaged.

A Taoist companion should be like Junior Sister Lingyue.

She is cute and gentle, has a good temperament, and has a sweet smile.

However, the sound is getting closer and clearer.

Ye Fufeng opened his eyes and saw Si Qingyan holding Qin in front of him, as if he was in another world.

The voices of Junior Sister Lingyue and Senior Brother Xiao Yan did not disappear.

Si Qingyan quietly sent a message to Ye Fufeng, "Silence."

Ye Fufeng suppressed the desire to ask questions and carefully distinguished.

"Uncle, I really can't do it anymore, I have no strength..."

The girl is sobbing. Just by listening to the sound, you can imagine the beautiful scene of Begonia soaked in dew.

Ye Fufeng's veins were exposed on the back of his hands and he was about to rush out.

How can a senior brother be so frivolous about women! ! !

And she’s also Junior Sister Lingyue!

That's my fiancée! ! !

Si Qingyan grabbed Ye Fufeng, what did this little guy want to do?

The wild mandarin ducks are so affectionate, what do they want to do when they suddenly jump out?

Ye Fufeng looked back at Si Qingyan and felt that this was really not good.

Fellow Daoist Si should not be involved in their sect's affairs.

Just be patient for now and it will pass.

But! But! ! !

That is his future Taoist companion.

And Senior Brother Xiao Yan... Even though I know he has a romantic nature, why is he like this! ! !

Ye Fufeng still didn't want to believe it, and kept wondering if it was two other people with similar voices, or some kind of illusion?

"You little goblin, you are always good at lying to my uncle. You say you don't want it, but you are very honest with your body!"

The man smiled evilly and lifted the girl's chin.

The ends of her eyes were as red as peach blossoms, her eyes were full of tears, and her lips were bright red, tempting to pick.

Lingyue was very sad, her long eyelashes were moistened with tears, and she whispered:

"Uncle, uncle, don't bully me..."

"Really or falsely?" Xiao Yan smiled fondly, knowing her very well, especially about her duplicity.

Ye Fufeng clenched his fists and sat sluggishly on the ground, like a useless creature.

Could it be that Junior Sister Lingyue was also poisoned?

"Really don't..."

Although Lingyue was saying words of rejection, she was very coquettish and no one would believe that she was being coerced.

"Call me husband, don't call me uncle at this time." Xiao Yan felt very uncomfortable when she thought that the person in her arms was Ye Fufeng's fiancée.

"Uncle...wuwuwu...we still need to find senior brother Fufeng..."

"How dare you call other men's names at this time? How dare you get distracted!"

The battle below is very fierce.

Ye Fufeng clenched his fists so tightly that his nails tore through his palms before he managed to calm down.

Even if he goes out at this time, it will not help. It will only embarrass each other. It is better to return to the sect first and then figure it out slowly. If Junior Sister Lingyue and Senior Brother Xiao Yan are really in love, it might not be a bad idea to make them come true.

Si Qingyan's expression turned strange and she glanced at Ye Fufeng.

Could it be that Fufeng is you?

As expected of his surname Ye, my little brother is a little green...

It was almost dawn now.

Lingyue was very shy and didn't want to continue, so Xiao Yan had to coax her and said,

"Xiao Lingyue, you have been tired for the whole night, it's time to have a good rest."

"I think that tree is pretty good. How about we dig a hole in the tree, rest for a while, and then go find Junior Brother Ye?"

"Uncle Master, you are so kind." Ling Yue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she could finally rest, and did not hesitate to say kind words.

"Uncle Master is not good, who is better?"

Xiao Yan patted Lingyue's butt and thought to herself, this little girl is so easy to deceive.

How can she rest when she reaches the tree hole?

Si Qingyan and Ye Fufeng looked at each other.

The thoughts in my heart are very consistent——

Just dig a hole, not the tree where they are hiding.

There was chatter outside.

"That one is good."

"This one is better. It has ivy on it. No one can find it if you dig behind the tree."

Lingyue excitedly pointed to the tree where Si Qingyan was hiding.

"Little Lingyue is so smart." Xiao Yan kissed the girl in his arms, proud and a little doting.

Si Qingyan and Ye Fufeng looked at each other again, at a loss.

Xiao Yan flew up and was about to lift the vines when suddenly——

The sound of the piano came from the tree vines.

Si Qingyan plucked the strings.

A monotonous sound came from the tree.

Xiao Yan and Lingyue were stunned immediately.

Lingyue's face turned pale.

If this gets out, her reputation will be completely ruined...

Seeing no movement outside, Si Qingyan plucked the strings again.

From a monotonous sound to several sounds.

The piano has been left under the spring for too long, and the scales are a bit messed up.

Si Qingyan simply tuned it.

The intermittent sound of the piano came out from the tree, and gradually became smooth.

Xiao Yan and Ling Yue were originally very panicked, but they were calmed by the calm tuning sound in the tree.

Xiao Yan protected Ling Yue behind him and said loudly:

"I am Xiao Yan, may I ask if fellow Taoist can come out to see me?"

"No need, you go."

Si Qingyan was not interested in looking at the wild mandarin ducks outside.

Xiao Yan wanted to test the cultivation level of the people inside. If it was not high, he would kill the people inside here directly.

"Fellow Taoist, come out, I have a small gift to send you off, and we will leave after that."

Xiao Yan shouted again.

Si Qingyan replied:

"I just pretended that I didn't hear what happened last night."

Ling Yue listened to the voice coming from the tree, and her mood was extremely complicated. The person in the tree had such a nice voice, she must be a very outstanding person...but she ran into her unbearable side.

"Get out! If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit!"

Xiao Yan heard the voice inside was quite young, and thought that the people inside were afraid to come out and hide, so he took the initiative to attack, pinched the seal, and summoned a spell to hit the place covered by the green vine.

Ye Fufeng always knew that Senior Brother Xiao Yan had a bad temper, but Xiao Yan was not bad by nature, and was a good cultivator who helped the weak and fought against the strong.

Today, he began to question Xiao Yan's behavior...

Is it really okay? So violent and tyrannical.

Si Qingyan's fingers slid across the strings of the zither, and a sound blade met the spell, and the two canceled each other out.

"It's just taking advantage of the weapon."

"A villain who hides his head and shows his tail."

Xiao Yan drew out his natal spirit sword angrily, but was hugged by Lingyue.

"Uncle, don't be like this, let's go."

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, my uncle has a bad temper and offended you. I apologize to you on his behalf."

"There was a reason for what happened last night. It's not what you think..."

Lingyue's tone was very sincere, and she almost cried. No matter who is inside, as long as it is not Ye Fufeng, it doesn't matter. No matter what others say, no matter how bad her reputation is, Ye Fufeng will not care.

Xiao Yan is a donkey who goes with the flow, and he can't go against his will. Lingyue's stop made him even more angry.

No matter who is inside, he must kill the person hiding in this tree today! Otherwise, when the news spreads, everyone will say that the fairy Lingyue of Taiyi Palace has bad behavior and is fickle.

Si Qingyan sensed the hostility of the people outside, let go of Ye Fufeng's hand, and planned to go out.

Seeing that Ye Fufeng was in a low mood, Si Qingyan sent a voice:

"You'd better not confront them."

Otherwise, with Xiao Yan's temperament, it would be difficult for Ye Fufeng to get any benefits.

Xiao Yan drew his sword out of the sheath, ignoring Lingyue's obstruction, and the sword was like a stream of light, cutting towards the tree.

Si Qingyan plucked the strings casually, and the invisible sound blade collided with the sword light, and the two disappeared into the invisible again.

"Don't reveal your identity as a demon." Seeing Si Qingyan's move, Ye Fufeng immediately sent a message to Si Qingyan.

Si Qingyan nodded and stepped out of the tree.

Lingyue looked up at the man in the air and was stunned.

She had seen many good-looking men, but this was the first time she saw someone who amazed her so much.

How to describe his beauty...

Any words seemed clumsy.

His green Taoist robe was wide and flowing, and his cuffs fluttered in the wind, as unrestrained as flowing clouds. Lingyue felt vaguely that he was going to ride the wind, and also felt that he was an immortal from the upper realm, coming on the moon.

"I have no intention of being an enemy of you."

Si Qingyan looked at the two people outside with disheveled clothes, and his face was calm.

"It's just the early stage of the Golden Core Stage." Xiao Yan snorted coldly.

Sword cultivators can fight across levels. Xiao Yan is now in the middle stage of the Golden Core Stage and has the confidence to kill a person in the early stage of the Golden Core Stage.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, don't do this!"

Lingyue stamped her feet, a little anxious.

She didn't want her uncle to fight with the man who suddenly appeared in front of her. They just met by chance in the wild, why did he hurt people? Why was her uncle so unreasonable!

"You are biased after just meeting once?"

Xiao Yan looked at Lingyue, and his expression turned cold.

He had completely understood Lingyue's pulse. She looked delicate and would tease anyone.

Especially those who were good-looking.

"I'm not, I didn't!"

"How can you say that to me?"

Lingyue's tears fell immediately after Xiao Yan said that.

Si Qingyan held the zither and said,

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

He also wanted to take Ye Fufeng with him.

"No, if you kiss her today, I will let you go."

Xiao Yan pushed Lingyue forward. As long as that scene was recorded, this person would not be able to explain it even if he wanted to spread the matter.

Lingyue's tears fell even more fiercely, her peach blossom eyes were misty, and she looked at Si Qingyan.

She was pitiful and apologetic.

Si Qingyan's expression turned cold.

What's wrong with these two people? Want to be beaten?

"Go and have fun by yourselves."

Si Qingyan waved his hand, and Ye Fufeng in the tree hole was brought out by him, and he was about to leave.

"Stop!"

It was the first time that Xiao Yan met a cultivator who didn't take him seriously.

And this person was so good-looking.

Xiao Yan felt an unprecedented threat.

Si Qingyan ignored him and grabbed Ye Fufeng and was about to leave.

"I told you to stop!"

Xiao Yan waved his sword, this time for real.

Si Qingyan turned around, and a wave of heat came towards him.

He immediately took off the jade hairpin from his hair, and his long hair spread out behind him, dancing wantonly. A bright sword light, like the eternal moon, crossed in front of Xiao Yan.

The flowers in the hall intoxicated three thousand guests, and the sword frosted fourteen states.

The ground suddenly cracked into a crack several dozen feet deep.

Xiao Yan and Ling Yue were both pale.

Such a strong sword intent...

"One step further, death."

Si Qingyan said indifferently, not wanting to get too entangled with them.

Xiao Yan held the sword talisman, hesitating a little.

The sword talisman contained a sword intent of a Yuanying-stage sword cultivator, and he didn't know if it could kill the man in front of him.

Most of the Jindan-stage cultivators of Taiyi Sect had such a sword talisman that could save their lives in critical moments.

"Enough."

Seeing Xiao Yan was about to pinch the sword talisman, Ye Fufeng finally spoke to stop him.

Xiao Yan and Ling Yue were shocked and terrified.

They just glanced at the person behind Si Qingyan casually, and seeing that he was dark, they didn't look at him carefully.

This voice... is Ye Fufeng! Why is he here? And it's dark...

"Brother Xiao Yan, nephew Ling Yue, we haven't seen each other today."

Ye Fufeng's voice was extremely cold.

When he first entered the mountain gate, he was two years older than Ling Yue, and the two called each other as senior brothers and sisters.

Later, Ye Fufeng was accepted as a disciple by Yuanying Zhenjun, and became Ling Yue's uncle in terms of seniority.

Ye Fufeng and Xiao Yan and Ling Yue's master Xiao Qi were all in the Jindan stage, and they called each other senior brothers and sisters, but Ye Fufeng let Ling Yue still call him senior brother because of the inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Now, that soft and dreamy affection suddenly suffered an irreversible impact, turned into glass shards, and pierced into Ye Fufeng's heart.

Xiao Yan didn't know that Ye Fufeng had become a pauper, and thought that Ye Fufeng still had the sword talisman on him, and didn't want to tear his face, so he didn't respond.

It was considered as tacitly agreeing with what Ye Fufeng said.

"Senior Brother Ye, Senior Brother Ye, wuwuwuwu..."

"I found your scent last night and went to look for you under a cold pond, but I didn't find you. I was also poisoned by the cold. It was my uncle who helped me..."

Lingyue cried miserably, and Xiao Yan's face was very ugly.

It was obviously she who insisted on going down, and when she climbed out, she said it was cold and begged him first, why did she leave so neatly now?

"Friend Si, let's go." Ye Fufeng no longer looked at Xiao Yan and Lingyue, and left with Si Qingyan.

"Senior Brother Ye! Senior Brother Ye! Wuwuwu, don't leave me!"

Lingyue's sad call could be heard from a distance.

Si Qingyan didn't fly for long, and Ye Fufeng signaled him to stop.

In a dense forest, Ye Fufeng held onto a tree and vomited.

When he thought of Lingyue and Xiao Yan, he felt a little nauseous, and then continued to vomit. Ye Fufeng was devoted to cultivation and rarely came into contact with the dark side. He could bear the previous plot by the Saintess of Jile Palace. The first time he saw the closest person in the sect like this, he couldn't help but collapse.

Even if Lingyue had her own reasons, he couldn't accept it.

The way the two hugged each other made him feel like a lump in his throat.

He hated desire so much, and even hated himself.

If he hadn't come to the forbidden area, he wouldn't have been deceived by the demon sect witch, and this wouldn't have happened.

After Ye Fufeng vomited enough, Si Qingyan used magic to wash Ye Fufeng several times and then dried it.

After washing off the black stuff, Ye Fufeng finally returned to his original outstanding appearance.

It was just that his hair was a little wavy when it was loose.

It looked like a plasma perm.

Ye Fufeng's eyes were red, he didn't cry, but he looked very uncomfortable now.

The fledgling sword genius was beaten hard by life for the first time he went out for training. It was obviously a very miserable scene, but Si Qingyan wanted to laugh when she saw the big waves on Ye Fufeng's head. It turns out that if you have a Taoist hairstyle and are struck by lightning, your hair will become like this.

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