After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

Chapter 59 Snow Night

Fang Yuan looked at the things in his hands, squeezed one and threw it down the house, only to hear a snap, and then disappeared.

Fang Yuan laughed at himself in his heart about this kid's thing, and put the rest into his arms.Xiao Zijun saw that he put away his things and smoothed the clothes on his chest, "Why do you still have the habit of hiding things?"

"Master, the good things are used up all at once, and if you want any more, there will be nothing left."

Xiaoxue rinsed, and before Xiao Zijun answered, Fang Yuan took a sip of wine and said, "Master, I once had two wishes. The first wish is to drink these two jars of wine with you at the end of the year. He patted the wine jar lightly, remembering the little wish that broke ground when the wine was buried years ago, "Now it has come true."

A flake of snow fell on Xiao Zijun's eyelashes, and as he blinked, Fang Yuan was stunned for a few seconds, and he heard Xiao Zijun ask him, "What about the second one?"

The second wish is to find out the reason why he fell into the devil back then, and stop it before it happened. This is the whole meaning of his rebirth.

However, the words turned around, Fang Yuan looked at the person in front of him with a smile, then put down the wine jar, and suddenly opened his arms and rushed towards Xiao Zijun.

I wanted to hug him, thought about it for a day, and now finally there is no one else.

Xiao Zijun was caught off guard by his attack. He was sitting upright, but he tilted his body and stabilized himself with his right hand.Fang Yuan's posture was more twisted than his, and his feet were almost reaching the edge of the eaves. Xiao Zijun subconsciously put his left hand around him: "What are you doing?"

Fang Yuan raised his head, his lips were just under Xiao Zijun's perfect chin, and he breathed warmly on Xiao Zijun's neck as soon as he opened his mouth, "The second wish is to have you." After speaking, he lowered his head and buried it in Xiao Zijun's neck. in the arms.His clothes already had a little saponin smell, but when the cold wind blew, it felt even stronger, and it went straight into Fang Yuan's nostrils.

After a while, as if responding to Fang Yuan's words, Xiao Zijun said in a rambling manner: "It's also come true."

Fang Yuan hummed in his arms: "When will Master leave?"

"Huh?" Xiao Zijun reacted for a while before he remembered that Fang Yuan was talking about the Demon Sealing Society. He withdrew his body a little, completely exposing Fang Yuan's face, "I've made an agreement with Elder Qingbeard, tomorrow morning just go."

Fang Yuan obviously lowered his eyes: "Master, can you take me with you? Brother is not here, and neither are you. What's the point of me being alone on the mountain."

Xiao Zijun felt that Fang Yuan was limp and drooping today, and every word he said seemed to be coquettish, so he rarely joked: "You're not on the mountain, don't you play better?"

"That was before, it's different now."

Now I want to follow you and protect you.

Fang Yuan felt that his words were too light, and he wanted to act out in person what is the difference now. With his hands in Xiao Zijun's arms, he took advantage of the situation to press him down, looked down at the master, and was about to pour forward...

Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and the dead twigs not far away were broken by the snow. Fang Yuan heard the sound and looked around, and vaguely saw a figure, and subconsciously called out: "Who?"

It's okay for the figure to be motionless when hiding in the darkness, but when it moves, it moves with the light and shadow.

As if in a panic, the figure ran away, and before he could even raise his breath, he tripped over a stone on the ground.Looking up again, a sword had already been stretched out.

Fang Yuan came out from behind Xiao Zijun. He used to move extremely fast, but at night without a sword, Xiao Zijun moved even faster than him, standing in front of him in an instant, pointing his sword at someone.

"Senior Brother Song? Why is it you again? Are you here to eavesdrop on other people's conversations today?" Fang Yuan frowned, seeing that Song Jian was a little panicked, with some dead branches hanging from his sleeves. I've seen him twice, and every time I was caught out of my wits.

"I..." Song Jian faltered, seeing that Xiao Zijun had put away his sword and looked at him with some displeasure on his face, he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Xiao Zijun: "I delivered the letter, just arrived."

"Send the letter? Why are you running to send the letter? I thought someone was sneaking up."

"Steal your head, who knew you were on the roof, I thought someone was sneaking up. It's my fault if I don't run away."

Fang Yuan crossed his arms and looked at Song Jian in front of him. He always felt that he was acting weird today. Song Jian usually acted decisively and was typically unreasonable. Why did he still choke on him after replying a few words today?

After Xiao Zijun finished reading the letter, he immediately set fire to the paper in his palm.

"Master, what letter?" Fang Yuan asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that the elders of South China will attend the meeting together tomorrow."

"Then I..." Fang Yuan pointed to himself uncertainly. The topic was halfway through just now, and the master hasn't said whether to take him there yet.

"Chenshi, at the gate of the meeting hall, no waiting after time."

Fang Yuan almost jumped a few feet in his heart, but he calmly made a big salute to Xiao Zijun with his hands clasped together: "I would like to obey the master's order. Then the master... I will go back first."

After Xiao Zijun nodded, Fang Yuan left happily, almost flying back all the way.

Halfway through the romance, Xiao Zijun was not interested in admiring the snow anymore. He turned around and was about to go back to the house. When he lifted his foot, he saw a small piece of paper on the sole of his shoe.

He bent down and was about to pick it up, but the people behind him were still stunned. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help shouting: "Xiao..."

Xiao Zijun tilted his head, Song Jian pursed his lips and didn't say another word. He didn't know whether it was the white snow reflected in his eyes or the mist caused by the cold winter night. There seemed to be water in his eyes.

"Not yet?"

"Are you planning to take Fang Yuan to the Demon Sealing Conference?"

As if he didn't expect Song Jian to say this suddenly, Xiao Zijun nodded silently, and added: "It's okay to experience some experience. If you want to go, you can also ask your master, he..."

"I'm not interested." Song Jian's voice was muffled, sounding a bit rushed, but Xiao Zijun was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Then go back."

Xiao Zijun stroked the hem of his clothes, and one leg had already stepped up the steps of the house. He suddenly heard a deep voice behind him asking, "Didn't you say that we are both crazy?"

Xiao Zijun paused, and then heard: "Why is Fangyuan so far away?"

It was true that Song Jian sent the letter, but it was false when he first arrived. He watched the two of them enjoying themselves on the roof behind a tree that could not be illuminated by oil lamps or light, and broke a dead branch in a fit of anger.

Before Xiao Zijun could answer, Song Jian asked another question: "Didn't you say that I overstepped?"

Song Jian didn't repeat the second half of the sentence, because Fang Yuan can do it, so can Song Jian. If you want to overstep, then go over to the end.Song Jian stepped forward in two steps, the snow on the ground was crushed and stuck to his shoes, he reached out and hugged Xiao Zijun's waist from behind.

With a sound of "buzz", the sword in Xiao Zijun's hand burst open the barrier, and Zhao Shi's unique skill, Song Jian, was already familiar with him, and he was even able to catch a move or two.

Kankan blocked Zhao Shi twice, and the snow on the ground drew two marks. Song Jian took a big step back before stabilizing with the sword. He turned his hand and looked at his palm—the palm that touched Xiao Zijun's waist for no reason. He felt very hot, and his body was heartburning. Anger and pleasure surged out all at once. Even today, he himself does not know whether this feeling comes from his obsession with Xiao Zijun or his dissatisfaction with Fang Yuan.

Xiao Zijun looked at Song Jian who was half-kneeling on the ground, and went straight back into the room, and shut the door tightly without saying a word.

Song Jian's heart was as bright as a mirror, knowing that Xiao Zijun was really angry this time.He didn't do much, got up from the snow with his sword in hand, limped back, and left the area where Xiao Zijun lived.Walking to almost halfway up the mountain, taking advantage of no one around, summoned a dark eagle, secretly wrote a "back", raised his hand and let the eagle go, the black eagle hovered in the sky, and disappeared up.

When Xiao Zijun arrived at the meeting hall before the hour of the next day, Fang Yuan was already sitting at the door with his sword in his arms.He tossed and turned all night last night, and when he was a little sleepy, it was dawn. This time going out was different from the last time he went to practice, he would go anyway, so he just changed his clothes and ran over and waited, waited Waiting to put myself to sleep.

Fang Yuan felt something cold slapped on his face. This early in the morning, the snow just stopped and started to fall again?He shrank his neck into his clothes, buried half of his face in his collar, leaned against the door frame without even lifting his eyelids, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

The cold thing turned from his left cheek to his right cheek and finally landed on his forehead, Fang Yuan thought in a daze, this snowflake is so big, will it affect Yujian later?Lifting his heavy eyelids and seeing the situation in front of him clearly, Fang Yuan woke up immediately. Fang Yuan sat up and saw Xiao Zijun squatting in front of him, holding a sword in one hand and covering his forehead with the other.

"Master?"

"I didn't wake up for a long time, I thought you had a fever again."

The collar was wrinkled from sleep just now, Xiao Zijun tucked it in for him, seeing him shivering in his clothes, he asked, "Are you cold?"

Fang Yuan smirked a bit, and with Bai Lai's warm embrace of the hooligan idea of ​​not being in vain, taking advantage of the time when Xiao Zijun was tidying his neckline, he threw his head into his arms, closed his eyes and hummed: "Yeah, Afraid of the cold, I want to hug."

Xiao Zijun knew that he did it on purpose, so he hugged his shoulders, and rubbed his fingers unconsciously on his clothes a few times, "Get up, wait until all the servants come, what does it look like."

"Hmm..." Fang Yuan got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and saw that there was no one passing by, "Master, who else is going with me?"

"and also……"

"And me! Little disciple!" Xiao Zijun's words were snatched away halfway. Fang Yuan looked up and saw that Elder Hua Nan came out from nowhere, followed by two accompanying young disciples, and came over with a smile.

South China has little contact with Fang Yuan, but Qingxu is either pissed half to death by him every day or on the way to death with rage. Looking at Fang Yuan up close today, he feels that he is quite different, especially when standing with Xiao Zijun. Together, they are a match made in heaven...Master and apprentice!

Fang Yuan waved his hand in front of Hua Nan: "Elder, what are you doing, you're still giggling all the time, it's scary..."

Hua Nan immediately slapped Fang Yuan's hand off: "You bastard, go away."