The three frosts in the world are like a thin snow veil, hanging down on Wen Xuan...
In the dim light, Fu You saw several bright red scratches on the back of the other's hand. They were not deep, but they were bleeding. He felt a little guilty, shook his tail, and said nothing.
Wen Xuanying didn't care at all. He took the snow-white kitten into his arms, sat down on the edge of the bed, and placed Fu You on his lap.
Fu You was wondering what Wen Xuanying would say. He'd probably ask where he'd been late at night. Since he was going to see his own apprentice, it was perfectly fair and open, with no reason to hide anything.
But Wen Xuanying didn't ask him. The man pinched the tip of his ear with his fingertips. Fu You was lost in thought when he felt a warm current suddenly fill his body. He was suddenly startled, and his vision suddenly changed -
In a moment, the cute little white cat disappeared, replaced by a naked beauty with white hair.
The beauty had waist-length hair, as white as snow, which was draped over her waist and hips. In the darkness, it looked like a shark-like gauze soaked in moonlight, emitting a beautiful luster like pearls, jade and silver snow.
The face beneath the hair was even more strikingly cold and beautiful. Fu You looked slightly surprised, his eyes tightly closed, even his eyelashes looked like piles of snow: "Wen Xuanying, you..."
"What's wrong with me?" Wen Xuanying's large hands clasped Fu You's slender waist, which felt soft and tender to the touch. His gray eyes were deep as he chuckled softly, "Junior Brother, what's with that reaction? Could it be that you've been a beast for so long that you can't adapt to being a human anymore?"
Fu You frowned, a hint of displeasure on his face. He reached up and pressed Wen Xuanying's shoulder, hoping to gain leverage to stand. Unexpectedly, Wen Xuanying leaned back, collapsing onto the bed. Fu You lost his balance and fell onto him.
"Wen Xuanying, let go." Fu You's voice became colder.
His eyebrows and features were delicate, white, and delicate, as elegant as snow that melts at the touch. Their paleness was yet vibrant, especially at this moment, when he pursed his lips in a cold manner, the color of his lips darkened, drawing attention.
His frosted hair was like a soft, thin veil of snow, a few strands falling across Wen Xuanying's chest, carrying a chilling, soul-stirring fragrance. He lowered his eyelashes, masking the deepening color in his eyes. "Are you angry? Ha, you've been away for so long, and you've become estranged from your brother. You don't even feel comfortable sleeping with him anymore?"
The man raised his eyes, his lips curved in a gentle arc, but there was no smile in his eyes. He asked, "You feel uncomfortable being with your brother, but you are showing your courtesy to your own disciple outside his window. Do you feel comfortable doing so?"
What are you talking about?
Fu You felt that he was really sick, frowned and did not answer.
Under normal circumstances, he would have simply struck down this insanely stupid cheap senior brother with a single blow of his sword and then fled. However, this place was too close to the demon clan, and Fu You was afraid that using too much spiritual power would interfere with his mission, so he forbeared and held back.
He touched the soul bracelet on his wrist.
Wen Xuanying looked at Fu You's still cold face, and the smile on his face suddenly faded. He tightened his knuckles, his fingertips almost sinking into the flesh of Fu You's waist.
Wen Xuanying lowered his voice, as if talking to himself, "Junior brother, you have such a good character. No wonder Master wanted to entrust the Haoyue Sect to you."
"Fortunately, there wasn't one." Fu You said coldly, "Otherwise, I'd find it troublesome and would simply disband the sect on the spot."
As soon as the words fell, before Wen Xuanying could recover, Fu You suddenly had a short dagger in his hand. He poked Wen Xuanying's chest with the tip of the dagger, raised his chin, and repeated, "Let go."
The end of her snow-white hair brushed against Wen Xuanying's neck, making it itchy. He was silent for a long while, then finally sighed with a helpless smile and let go of her hand.
"Junior brother is so ruthless, I am deeply saddened."
Fu You ignored him, retracted the dagger, picked up Wen Xuanying's outer robe from the couch, wrapped it around himself, and curled up to sleep with his clothes on.
The deeper the night got, the heavier the evil spirit became. This was not a good thing for him, as he was extremely sleepy.
Wen Xuanying sat quietly beside the bed, looking down for a long time.
He originally thought Fu You was just bored being alone, so he just casually took in a disciple, raising him like a kitten or puppy for fun. But now, it seemed that it was completely different from what he thought.
What was the origin of that young man? Why did he look so much like Ying Zhongsheng? And why did the cold-hearted Yue Fuyou show such affection for him?
A cold and gloomy emotion was churning in his heart, but Wen Xuanying leaned against the couch, his face expressionless.
His junior fellow apprentice is simple-minded and unaware of the wickedness of human nature.
As a senior brother, you always have to help the other party to check more, right?
As Wen Xuanying thought so, his mind turned over and over again, and countless malicious thoughts roared towards Wen Zhao.
But perhaps it is the force majeure of the plot. Before he can take any action, the male protagonist will naturally be involved in various dangerous crises.
The next day, Fu You was still half asleep when, in his hazy state, he suddenly felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his sea of consciousness. His consciousness suddenly cleared, and he sat up from the couch, his expression cold.
——Judging from the remaining consciousness he left on Wen Zhao, the other party was in trouble!
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