Chapter 130: Pillow Wind

Xia Yu'an returned to his residence and raised his hand to take the paper crane that appeared from a streak of light in the sky.

The cranes were stacked in a very delicate way, like the cranes stacked for couples on Earth.

There was a faint magical power attached to the paper crane, and a silver glow lingered on it.

Xia Yu'an opened it and saw a line of small words.

"I sent you a message but you didn't reply, so I sent you a letter. How are you today? Did anything happen?"

The characters are sharp and clear, the strokes are smooth, and there is a sense of unrestrained charm.

Xia Yu'an smiled, and once the smile appeared, she couldn't stop it. She picked up a brush and prepared to reply.

"Come over tomorrow."

These five simple words were transmitted back to the Sword Pavilion.

However, just a quarter of an hour later, there was movement outside the door.

Xia Yu'an opened the door and saw Xia Silan, dressed in white, standing on the rooftop porch, holding a lamp in his hand, with a patch of moonlight behind him.

"How did you get here..."

Xia Silan rushed to Xia Yu'an like a gust of wind, carried him into the house, and hugged him tightly: "You called me, why wait until tomorrow?"

"You can't wait?" Xia Yu'an raised his head and looked at him with a smile.

Xia Silan bent his fingers, held Xia Yu'an's hand, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "It's been several days since we last met."

Xia Yu'an's heart was moved. He held Xia Silan's hand back, turned around, and stared at him.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch Xia Silan's shoulder. Xia Silan's breathing paused and he was obviously confused.

So...it's been a few days since they last met. They were young and passionate, and their love was at its peak...

Xia Silan came over and put his hand on his waist. Xia Yu'an's breathing became disordered and his cheeks gradually turned red.

The clothes on her shoulders had been half-dropped at some point, revealing her beautiful collarbone and shoulder bones, and the two of them fell onto the bed.

As the car rolled down, Xia Yu'an recounted what had happened during the day in an intermittent voice, and made a small complaint on behalf of Zhang Hao.

So this is "pillow talk"?

It’s nothing else, they are all brothers working together, Xia Yu’an just can’t stand this kind of injustice!

Xia Yu'an lay on Xia Silan's shoulder and thought.

Xia Silan rubbed his waist tenderly for a while, then prepared to get up and put on his clothes.

Xia Yuan:?

"Where are you going?"

Xia Silan: "...There are a lot of things piled up in the attic, and I have been dealing with them all night long recently."

"Sorry An'er."

"So this is what you've been doing these days?" Xia Yu'an pouted.

Xia Silan looked apologetic and bent down to ruffle his hair: "Can I come back tomorrow?"

"Husband, are you leaving after eating like this?" Xia Yu'an pinched the corner of the quilt and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"I am so sad... When will our relationship be made public? When will you make me your wife?"

Xia Silan supported his forehead and said, "My dear, although we can only do this secretly now, you will always be the one I love the most."

He leaned over and his lips touched Xia Yu'an's ear.

Xia Yu'an's face flushed instantly, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Xia Silan: "! Bad boy!"

Xia Silan picked up Xia Yu'an with his backhand: "Then I'll carry you to the Sword Pavilion."

"Ah, hey, hey..." Xia Yu'an struggled just like a kitten, stretching out his paws: "I still don't want it..."

This is so sudden! I was just kidding!

Is it really okay if everyone sees it?

"Don't worry, everyone in the pavilion is my man, no one is blind and will see what's going on."

He paused and drooped his eyelids: "However, some of the lower-level personnel should be optimized."

"But I have something to do tomorrow morning..."

Outer disciples have to get up early to study, water the fields, farm, and practice martial arts. They are very busy!

"Then I'll send you back as soon as possible."

Having said that, it had been several days since they finally saw each other, and Xia Yu'an was reluctant to leave.

So Xia Yu'an put his arms around Xia Silan's neck, and Xia Silan exerted a little force, picked him up horizontally, and flew directly towards the Sword Pavilion.

"Master." The members of the Sword Pavilion who were on night watch bowed their heads in greeting when they saw Xia Silan. Although they were curious about who the Master had brought back, no one dared to look up.

The majesty of the Pavilion Master is unquestionable.

However, that person seemed to be held by the owner of the pavilion!!

Still asleep!!

Xia Yu'an originally wanted to take a good look at the Sword Executioner's Pavilion, but ended up falling into a deep sleep.

Xia Silan put the person on his bed, then walked to the side, raised his hands and used his spiritual power.

The light snow-colored spiritual power lingered around the palm of his hand, and Xia Silan placed the spiritual power into his abdomen.

"……good."

"Dad has been busy these days. Thank you for your hard work."

I was injured and couldn't take good care of it before, but now I can.

The next morning, Xia Yu'an was sent back to the foot of the mountain by Xia Silan.

Xia Silan went back to take care of business, while Xia Yu'an started a day of...work.

Xia Yu'an looked at the vegetarian rice in front of him, holding chopsticks in his hand, feeling a little regretful.

Why didn’t I take a good look at where Xia Silan lives last night?

How did you fall asleep?

I gave you a chance but you couldn't make use of it!

Xia Yu'an looked regretful.

However, an unexpected person disrupted Xia Yu'an's thoughts.

"Who are you……"

The man was dressed in the uniform of a sect sweeper, looking like a handyman, but actually he was from the Demon Palace. Xia Yu'an recognized him at the first sight.

"How did you get in? Did Dad send you here?"

"To reply to your Highness, it was indeed the Snow Queen who sent her subordinates."

"Then why did he ask you to come?"

The subordinate said nothing more, just lowered his head, raised his hands, and presented a package.

"This is..." Xia Yu'an took it, opened the package, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Uh..." As expected!!

Xia Yu'an looked helpless and had a complicated expression, an emotion that was difficult to describe.

"This is the mooncake that the Demon Queen sent me. She said she made it herself!"

Xia Yu'an held his forehead and said, "Okay, okay!"

This mooncake is indestructible!!

Xia Yu'an whispered excitedly to his subordinate, "Go back quietly and tell Daddy that I like it very much!"

"Your Highness, are you moved?"

"Don't dare to move, I don't dare to move!"

Subordinates:?

Although, I still miss it!

This is all daddy’s heavy love!

"How about you try one?"

The subordinate staggered and retreated: "I dare not!"

Judging from the expressions of his subordinates, they seemed to understand something.

Xia Yu'an decided to hand these mooncakes over to Xia Silan to deal with. I heard that the people in Zhijian Pavilion have seen all kinds of scenes, so these must be a piece of cake for them.

As the eldest sister-in-law, how can I not give a gift when meeting her?

After dinner, Xia Yu'an prepared to start a day of work.

He planted a lot of rare medicinal herbs in the spiritual field that was allocated to him!

Xia Yu'an, Zhang Hao and Zhang Qingsheng lived very close to each other. Their spiritual fields were all in the same piece, so they couldn't help but greet each other while farming.

"Yu'an!" Zhang Qingsheng has the best relationship with Xia Yu'an. Xia Yu'an often takes care of him and helps him look after the spiritual herbs in the fields. Zhang Qingsheng is very grateful.

Xia Yu'an also greeted Zhang Qingsheng, but before they could say a few words, a few fairies appeared in the sky.

The fairy's clothes were extremely gorgeous, and were surrounded by the aura of treasure, with mist and light lingering around, making them look vivid and colorful.

Far away, I could hear their words.

"Senior Sister Yan Chi, look at that spiritual field. The crops there are so bright!"

"Yes, I feel that the spiritual power here is abundant. It is not an ordinary thing."

"I don't know which outer disciple planted this, but he was able to grow something this good. Let's go and take a look."

"Sister, look at that Dragon Yang Grass. It has the effect of improving your skills and replenishing... your yang energy. Sister, it's just right for your fiancé, Nan Xiaojun!"

Yan Chi blushed, but still looked proud: "Yes, let's go pick some of this crop."

Xia Yuan:?

You speak with spiritual power and so loudly, are you afraid that we can't hear you?

Although they are outer disciples, this spiritual field is allocated to them. They only need to pay tribute to Kunlun every six months and keep the rest for themselves.

The Dragon Yang Grass is what he is going to use to make a Yang-type elixir, which can fight against injuries and illnesses caused by demons and monsters with heavy Yin energy. You can do that, but you have to buy it!

This Fairy Yan Chi is really unreasonable. No wonder she would bully Zhang Hao.

Zhang Qingsheng was a little angry, and whispered to Xia Yu'an, "This is Fairy Yanchi and her maid Fairy Linglong. Yesterday, we went to Fairy Yanchi's palace to argue, but Fairy Linglong blocked the door and wouldn't let us in. She also said that if we continued like this, they would tell Nan Xiaojun and whisper in his ear to have him expel us."

Well, this is a powerful combination.

Yan Chi is the elder’s daughter, and Nan Xiaojun should be Qu Nan Xiao, the young master of Kunlun Wuwangfeng.

Both of them are in a very high position, no wonder they act so arbitrarily.

"The wind beside my pillow..." Xia Yu'an thought of something and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He shook his wrist that was pinched red by someone last night, and his waist that was still sore, and the breeze beside his pillow...

"Yes, the pillow wind is the most powerful wind!" Zhang Qingsheng said seriously.

"You don't know how soft-hearted the man was at that time..."

I don't know if he is soft-hearted or not, but there is no doubt that he is hard in some places. It's so torturous.

More and more outer disciples gathered around Xia Yu'an, and everyone was worried that Xia Yu'an was being bullied.

"Yuan, what's wrong with you? Are you worried?"

"Also, don't worry, everyone treated what you said yesterday as a joke and didn't take it seriously."

Everyone was talking at once.

"No, I was just wondering, is the pillow talk really that powerful?..."

Zhang Qingsheng's face flushed, and he lowered his voice and said, "Of course! So we have no chance of winning!"

Xia Yu'an: "Isn't it enough to just fight back?"

"Ah? If you want to win, you can only whisper in the pavilion master's ear!" Zhang Qingsheng said seriously, "What kind of person can do this?"

"Hahaha Yu'an you really know how to joke!"

The atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Several fairies had already descended and listened to their conversation: "Humph, you bastards!"

"Whose spiritual farm is this? Hurry and hand over all the herbs. You are being expelled from Kunlun!"

Everyone was trembling with fear, their faces were pale, and they all knelt down under the pressure, with their heads lowered, not daring to speak out.

Only Xia Yu'an was still standing there.

"One of you is called Zhang Hao, right? You are all such shameless criminals, I guess."

"What you just said shows that you have no manners at all!"

"Kunlun does not accept such scattered people, how shameless!"

Hey, do you have to be so double-standard?

Xia Yu'an raised his head and looked at Fairy Yan Chi and Linglong beside her.

Didn’t you talk about pillow talk yesterday?

Used to threaten Zhang Hao and Zhang Qingsheng.

Now, it’s not enough for others to just say one word.

However, only people with status can play double standards. It seems that status is still the hard truth.

But...looking at the silver light in the sky.

What is more powerful than status is strength!

Fairy Yan Chi was already surprised to see Xia Yu'an did not kneel under the pressure, but she did not expect that he could still raise his head.

I was just about to say a few words.

But the familiar cold spiritual power was already coming, Yan Chi couldn't help but turn around, and saw the owner of the Sword Pavilion, Si Lanfengjun appeared here! !

Several people knelt down to pay homage. Everyone present, regardless of age, knelt down and said, "Greetings to the Pavilion Master!!!"