Senior Brother is Number One In the World

  Chapter 213 Rampant and cold

  The deep palace where Gu Subai lived was a bit remote from the main palace, so no one found them here for two days.

  Gu Subai sits cross-legged, maybe her face is not so condensed anymore because of the black hair pouring down.

  The window of her room was suddenly pushed open a small crack from the outside, and a small piece of red clothes fell in.

  Then the window opened wider and wider until a red figure crept in.

   Then Gu Subai felt that there was someone more around him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Yitan falling asleep next to her.

  The faint aroma of wine drifted past her nose, Gu Subai glanced at it and closed his eyes to meditate again.

  Jiang Yitan rested his body on his pillow, and quietly opened a slit of his eyes, seeing that Gu Subai didn't chase him away, the corners of his mouth couldn't restrain himself from rising.

  But Gu Subai is still the same Gu Subai, the moment he was frozen, he sobered up immediately.

  Cultivators don't need to fall asleep, but it's not necessary. Jiang Yitan felt drowsy as soon as he closed his eyes. He yawned lightly and fell asleep next to Gu Subai.

  Woke up the next day, Jiang Yi turned over in amazement, and then looked around, he fell asleep! Still in a strange place, sleeping so peacefully without any vigilance, if he was in the cultivation world, he would die in minutes.

   "Clean up and go when you wake up"

  At the right time, Gu Subai was holding his hair with both hands, and was using a white hair band to tie up his long hair.

  Jiang Yi sighed looking for the prestige, Gu Subai in front of the window turned his back to him, and tied his hair clumsily.

  Jiang Yitan instantly understood why he felt at ease, he got up with a chuckle and walked behind her to take her hair tie.

   "Huh? What's the matter?" Gu Subai grabbed her hair with both hands, slightly raised her head to look at Jiang Yitan who was a head taller than her.

   "I'll help you" soft voice is different from his usual.

  Gu Su Bai was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand and let him tie his hair.

  The warm sunlight reflected their overlapping shadows, Xu Jiang Yitan's tenderness of lowering his head startled her so much that Gu Subai was still a little stunned.

   "Brother Gu's hair is really good." Jiang Yitan grasped the soft black hair in the palm of his hand, and touched it twice habitually.

  Gu Subai has never tied her hair by herself. In the Yunxu sect, either her handyman disciples did it for her, or Zhu Shiyao helped her do it.

   And after she established her foundation, she rarely fell asleep, so that she rarely tossed her hair, and when there was no one to help her, her hair was disheveled.

  Jiang Yitan's slender hands ran through her hair, and skillfully tied her hair in a neat way. The overlong hairband hit her waist, and Jiang Yitan smoothed her hair with both hands.

   "Thank you" Gu Subai turned from in front of him to his side, and thanked him softly.

   "No need, if that's the case, let's go, I think you are also very worried about your little junior sister"

  Gu Subai really cared a little about Zhu Shiyao's situation, after she nodded slightly, she and Jiang Yitan came and left quietly.

  The matter of the demons came to an end, and the climate in the mortal world returned to normal, but its vitality was also seriously injured, and it may not recover for a long time.

  Zhu Shiyao has not yet found a solution to the plague. The disciples of the fifteen sects gathered in Dongyuan, and all of them racked their brains to figure out why a small plague is so difficult.

   "Brother Chang, what should we do?" Zhu Shiyao, Chang Qingmiao and other leading disciples all gathered in Wenheng City. Such Wenheng City is no longer an empty city.

   It is not an empty city, but it is a veritable plague city. Almost all the people infected with the plague in Dongyuan are sent here.

  In Wenheng City, except for disciples from the cultivation world, no one else can enter or leave. With the identity of a cultivator, Emperor Dongyuan also fully supported Wenheng City, sending a large amount of medicinal materials and food into the city.

  But so far they can only relieve the suffering of those who are infected with the plague, and cannot cure it.

   "Junior Sister, let me and other Taoist friends go to see these plague-stricken people first." He has to see these people to know what's going on. He is a Jindan monk and he may see something.

  All the monks are refining the magic-breaking pill almost day and night. The magic-breaking pill can make all the people infected with the plague no longer afraid of the sun.

  One demon-breaking pill dissolved in water can be used by more than a hundred people, but the people suffering from the plague in Dongyuan are more than one city.

   After Gu Subai and Jiang Yitan who flew to Dongyuan passed the same place again, Gu Subai stood on the sword with an extremely ugly expression.

  Jiang Yitan followed behind with a relaxed expression, and he would fly wherever Gu Subai flew, not minding the current situation of getting lost at all.

  Gu Subai folded his hands and looked around again. Why do all the places in the mortal world look the same?

  She glanced at the guy in the red robe behind, but Jiang Yitan just pursed his lips and gave her a smirk. Xiao Mian, tell you to freeze me, let you turn around for a few hours first.

  Knowing that he could not count on him, Gu Subai Yujian landed and took out a small silver delicate dagger and circled on the ground.

  East, south, north, west, where the dagger points, go wherever you go.

  Jiang Yitan: …

  Why didn't he realize that Gu Subai still has such naive attributes?

   "Okay, okay, stop it, follow me"

  Gu Subai was turning the dagger, the tip of the dagger pointed to the northwest, she was about to go in that direction, Jiang Yitan put away her dagger and dragged her to go in the opposite direction.

  Gu Subai: Wrong again? ? ?

  Roller~

   Behind them, that is, the direction Gu Subai wanted to go in, a luxurious carriage was driving towards them.

   The carriage was followed by no less than a dozen guards, and four servant girls followed around the carriage.

  The carriage must be either rich or expensive, and there must be women in the carriage.

  Jiang Yitan guessed it lazily at a glance, but Gu Subai didn’t even give it a glance. She was thinking how she would make such a low-level mistake as getting lost, but she is a monk!

  The whispering voice in the carriage penetrated into the ears of the two of them, and Jiang Yitan felt for the first time that the monk's sensitive hearing was not very good, so he had heard all the secrets of the young lady.

   "Miss, Dongyuan is still in chaos now, why do you want to go back, wouldn't it be better to stay with Shizi first?"

  The maid, Xiaoju, pinched Cheng Qihua's feet and asked in puzzlement. The plague in Dongyuan has not been resolved. Although there are rumors that immortals are solving it, it is still not good. If you go back so soon, what if you get infected with the plague.

   "My son and I are unmarried and my daughter is not married. I have been in the prince's mansion which hinders my reputation, and..." Cheng Qihua's expression was gloomy, and he didn't say the following words, but Xiaoju, who was her personal maid, understood.

  Cheng Qihua was married to the eldest son of the Prince's Mansion of the Northern Dynasty. When the plague broke out in Dongyuan, the Shangshu Mansion immediately sent her to the Northern Dynasty for refuge.

  Northern Dynasties and Nan'an are both droughts, to a certain extent, are much better than the other four countries, but one is only a little bit better.

  She has no relationship foundation with the prince and heir, and in her heart... she can't hold other people anymore, a faint glimpse is enough to disturb her heart.

   The breeze picked up gradually, and the curtains were raised like a dog, and Cheng Qihua raised his eyes and saw the two stunning men.

  Red is rampant and arrogant, while white is cool and outstanding.

  At that moment, Cheng Qihua could no longer hold other people in her eyes, and she quickly lay down in front of the car window.

  The white person seemed to have sensed something, raised her eyes and looked around, but she didn't know Cheng Qihua at all, so she turned her eyes quickly and continued to follow Jiang Yitan's direction.

   "Master!" Cheng Qihua stopped a strange man regardless of the difference between men and women.

   "Miss!" Xiaoju went to pull her back in shock. Some of these guards belonged to the Prince's Mansion. It would be bad if this matter was reported back to the Prince's Mansion.

  (end of this chapter)