Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Xuan Fuyu played his flute and walked boredly on the edge of the cliff. She looks like a boy and a girl, her red lips are slightly raised, she whispers with anger, and she is wearing a luxurious robe embroidered with brocade orchids. She is really more delicate than flowers.

"Master, Master, you are so cruel. If you say you can't see anyone, then you really can't see anyone. Leave me alone to guard the empty bed." He pursed his red lips and felt aggrieved as he spoke, "I don't know that my family is here. How lonely and sleepless I was during the time when you were not around."

Xuanfuyu was originally an orphan. To be precise, everyone who joins the Shenyue Cult is an orphan. Even if they are not, they must become yes. The followers of Shenyue Sect don't need to worry.

But it can be said that he was favored by fate. Because of his outstanding face, he was chosen by Yi Fuling, one of the four guardians of the Shenyue Sect, and was made a subordinate. Once he joined the Shenyue Sect, no one dared to bully him, and he was well-dressed and well-fed, making others envious. It can be said that it was Yi Fuling's kindness that allowed him to work hard in the Demon Cult for several years.

He will never forget that day three years ago.

The mansion was burned down, and fire was everywhere, like a demon spreading its teeth and claws, devouring everything. Everyone around them was running away in a panic, shouting "The Demon Cult is coming" and "The Demon Cult is coming". There were broken walls, blood and corpses all around. The last building that provided shelter collapsed.

His father fell to the ground and became silent, while his mother cried, protecting him in her arms and telling him not to be afraid.

The boulder in front of him was broken open, and then he saw the man. The black hair is like a waterfall, the face is pale, and the eyebrows are cold, giving people a very cold feeling.

He lowered his head, and the cold light carried a layer of sword energy. He was as cold as a devil, but also like a ruthless and righteous saint.

He was scared. But the mother closed her eyes and covered his eyes by the way, but he knew that he didn't want to die.

The mother fell down, but the sword did not continue to fall on him.

"This little boy is so good-looking. I really want to know what kind of talent he will be when he grows up." This was a beautiful girl's voice, bright and cheerful, and it was easy to hear the teasing tone in her voice.

He opened his eyes in surprise and met those big smiling eyes.

It was also at this time that the boy discovered that there were two people following this strange man, a smiling little girl and a cold-looking boy.

"You want to take him away?" The boy who spoke was the boy playing with butterflies. He was clearly talking to the girl, but he didn't look at her. Instead, he squinted his eyes condescendingly and stared at himself with scrutiny.

The little boy winced.

"Ah, ah, ah, little Liufeng is jealous again~" The girl started to laugh again. She looked very beautiful when she smiled, extremely charming, and as bright as spring in March.

The little boy looked at her blankly. He couldn't see anything else, but she was the only one who wanted him to live. He knew it was good.

In contrast, the young man's face became extremely ugly. He gave the girl a stern look, turned around, and followed the man directly.

There was no emotion on the man's face, and he didn't retort. He didn't even say a word, he just walked away.

And she lowered her head, twitching the corners of her mouth, and her mood didn't seem to get any better.

The boy has always been sensitive: "Are you unhappy?" he asked.

"No," the girl was stunned for a moment, then blinked and extended her hand to him with a smile, "Well, let me introduce myself first. I am Sheng Jiaoyang and I am Yi Fuling."

The boy stared blankly at the little white hand in front of him and at the body lying on the ground. He bit his lower lip stubbornly, then wiped his hand on his clothes several times before putting it on it.

Sheng Jiaoyang. Yi Fuling.

That boy back then, he chanted these two names over and over again, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Fuyu sniffed, and because of this, his feelings for her were extremely complicated. He should hate her, but he had to be grateful to her. He felt a feeling of admiration for her, but also seemed to be mixed with some other feelings.

He found a stone and stayed on it silently. One leg was resting on it, the other was hanging down, and he lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the bats scurrying below were flitting across the treetops, attracting his attention.

"What's going on?" Xuan Fuyu was stunned and stood up from the stone.

"Why did the vampire bat raised by the leader appear here? And he still looked frightened."

According to that man's unstable temperament, knowing that his precious bat had such a big mess, he might be gloomy for a few more days. When the time comes, it will be the master who will be angered and suffer disaster.

When Xuan Fuyu went to find his master once, he saw with his own eyes that the man took out his anger on Lady Su Fu who was standing next to him for no reason, and almost took half of Lady Su Fu's body with a few palms. A life.

He was scared to death at that time, and could not imagine the consequences of these palms falling on his master.

So Xuan Fuyu picked up the flute and played a tune according to the memory that his master had taught him. The vampire bats gradually calmed down and no longer acted as violently as before, biting everyone and sucking blood when they saw it.

"What's going on? Compared to just now, why did the bat group suddenly seem to be calmer?"

Bi Zhi blocked the bat and raised her head in surprise.

Huangfu Yan leaned behind her: "Anyway, this is a good thing."

"You are such a natural optimist, always looking for the best in everything," Bi Zhi twitched her lips, "Why don't you think this might be the calm before the storm?"

Bi Zhi is very anxious at the moment. She is not worried about her grandfather's martial arts skills, but that woman Sheng Jiaoyang and Lu Daxia are still missing.

But miraculously, the dense swarm of bats actually gradually dispersed, and all flew into the cave before.

Bi Zhi was stunned for a while. Suddenly her eyes touched something and her body froze.

"grandfather!"

She rushed over desperately!

In a carriage far away from this chaos, everything is gradually calming down.

Lu Ke held the sleeping girl in his arms, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He raised his hand to push away her long hair that covered her face, and a soft face appeared in front of him. She closed her eyes, her sleeping face was very quiet, and she hugged his waist dependently, which was completely different from her usual noisy appearance.

But what should he do? What on earth should he do?

The man who originally decided to be free and at home in this life suddenly became concerned.

Of course he can be responsible for her, but the premise is whether this approach is good for her or harming her.

Two chapters in one.