So Fang Chaozhou went to Zhichunzhou again.
This was his fourth time here. He thought that he would come back empty-handed this time as well and would have to wait for a while before he could see Xue Danrong. However, as soon as he broke through the barrier of Xue Danrong's cave, he saw someone changing clothes inside.
Xue Danrong heard the sound and turned his head slightly. When he saw that it was Fang Chaozhou, he did not say anything. He took off his snow-white robe and put it on a stool beside him.
Fang Chaozhou is a little embarrassed now. After all, he had agreed before that he would only sleep with her once, and now it happened again.
"That..." Fang Chaozhou stammered.
Xue Danrong turned around, his eyes calm, "Did you bring the antidote?"
Um?
Yes, Xue Danrong didn’t know that what he actually took was a sugar pill.
Fang Chaozhou coughed when he found this, and immediately straightened his back, "I brought it, but one dose of the antidote is not enough, you need to take several to remove the poison. You don't want to take all the antidotes after practicing dual cultivation once, do you?"
He is so shameless that he can actually say such words.
Fang Chaozhou despised himself while pretending to be mysterious and looking at the other person with a half-smile.
Upon hearing this, Xue Danrong slowly lowered his eyes, his emotions hidden under his long eyelashes and in his eyes.
He didn't move or speak, which made Fang Chaozhou's heart beat fast. Just when Fang Chaozhou thought that the other party might choose to kill him because of his shamelessness, Xue Danrong finally spoke.
"Do you give me the antidote once for each double practice? Or do you give me the antidote once for each double practice?"
Fang Chaozhou thought about it seriously, and finally gave an ambiguous answer, "It depends on your performance."
This is also very good performance.
The next day, Fang Chaozhou felt as if his bones were completely falling apart. Even when he heard Xue Danrong getting up, he couldn't get up, and he couldn't even open his eyes.
"Will you give me the antidote after you have a good sleep?" Xue Danrong's voice brought Fang Chaozhou back to his senses, and also gave him some confidence to continue sleeping on the other's bed.
"Yes, but you can't yell at me."
Xue Danrong looked at the young man lying on the bed who couldn't even open his eyes but was still threatening him. After a moment, he raised his hand and gently touched the young man's face. As soon as he touched it, the face turned back into the fake face that Fang Chaozhou had used when he first came last night.
After his face returned to normal, he stood up and left the cave. Before leaving, he set up a barrier around the cave, allowing no one to leave but no one to enter.
Fang Chaozhou slept very soundly. No one was talking to him, and he couldn't smell any strange smells. He seemed to be trapped in a cloud, with a cold fragrance enveloping him. Of course, it would be better if his waist and legs were not so sore when he woke up.
When he woke up, Fang Chaozhou was the only one in the cave.
He held his waist and lifted the quilt, intending to put yesterday's clothes back on, but when he picked up the old clothes from the ground, his face froze and he threw the old clothes back on the ground.
It's completely unwearable. Not only is it tattered, but there are also strange marks on it.
After throwing away the clothes, he caught a glimpse of the stool next to him. There was a set of clothes on it, which seemed to be Xue Danrong's clothes.
Does Xue Danrong still have this habit? Find all the clothes for tomorrow and put them here?
As expected, she is at the top of the list of twelve beauties, and she pays great attention to her clothes and appearance.
Fang Chaozhou covered his lips and yawned, then rummaged through his storage ring, found a new set of clothes to put on, and dragged his tired body out of Xue Danrong's cave.
As soon as he went out, he was shocked.
Is it still dark, or is it still day?
After standing there for a while and enjoying the breeze, Fang Chaozhou quickly came to the conclusion that it was getting dark.
Zhichunzhou is not that cold during the day.
He actually slept until night, so he had to go back quickly. Because he stayed in Zhichunzhou for a day, when he returned to his residence, Fang Chaozhou turned into a sparrow and crawled in through the gap in the window.
As soon as he entered, he saw the brown pheasant.
To be precise, he saw the brown pheasant with the face he had created, drinking with its roommate, arm in arm. The brown pheasant seemed to be drunk, with a red face and an incomprehensible cackle coming from its mouth.
The people around him were also drunk, clapping and saying, "Good shouting!"
The brown pheasant chuckled and said, "What's that? Watch me show you my real skills." After saying that, it started to roar.
Perhaps it was the racial advantage. Even though it was so drunk, the brown pheasant sang very beautifully. The people next to it even praised its previous cackle, and now they were praising it even more.
“It’s just heavenly music!”
"The singers in the music hall don't sing that well. Brother Fang, I didn't expect you to have such talent!"
"This sound should only be heard in heaven, it is rare to hear it in the world!"
Fang Chaozhou, who was watching from the sidelines, saw the brown pheasants having so much fun that he didn't think of stopping them, but the situation gradually got out of control. The brown pheasant, which was blown into a trance, was so happy that it not only sang but also jumped. It spun around in circles for more than a hundred times, making Fang Chaozhou's eyes dizzy.
That night, the outer sect disciple Fang Zhuo became famous for his singing and dancing skills, so famous that even Yao Yucheng knew about it.
"Brother Fang, why didn't you tell me that you can dance?" Yao Yucheng seemed a little aggrieved when he said this, "I heard it from others. I heard that you spun a hundred times that day."
Fang Chaozhou: “…”
It's not him, he can't turn.
Fang Chaozhou coughed and said, "No, everyone was drunk that day. These are all rumors. How can I dance?"
Yao Yucheng's expression instantly turned unhappy. "Brother Fang, don't lie to me. I saw it all. Someone used a magic ball to record it, but they only recorded the second half of your dance."
The phantom ball is a magical weapon, which is divided into three grades: high, medium and low. The lower-level phantom ball can record images, but only one segment. If it records the next segment, the previous one will disappear. The medium-level phantom ball can record multiple segments of images based on the lower-level phantom ball. The higher-level phantom ball is even more powerful. When watching the recorded images, if you don’t reach out to touch them, you will think they are real scenes and real people.
Fang Chaozhou: “…”
Who is so immoral as to secretly record videos?
"Brother Fang, do you dislike me?" Yao Yucheng couldn't help but speak when he saw Fang Chaozhou didn't say anything.
"No, that..." Fang Chaozhou was stuck for a moment before he managed to come up with an excuse, "I can only dance when I'm drunk. I can't dance at other times."
Yao Yucheng was stunned for a moment, "You can only dance after drinking?"
"Yes, didn't you watch the phantom ball? Wasn't I obviously drunk?" Fang Chaozhou said.
Yao Yucheng thought about it and smiled again, "Yes, Brother Fang, your face was very red when you danced, you must have been drunk." At this point, his smile became a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have wronged you, thinking that you disliked me and didn't want to dance for me."
Fang Chaozhou looked at Yao Yucheng with an innocent face, and suddenly felt that he had gone too far, "You don't have to apologize to me.
"No, I want to apologize to you. My mother said that if you make a mistake, you must apologize. Only in this way can the relationship last." As Yao Yucheng said this, he turned his face away gently.
This sudden shyness made Fang Chaozhou stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Yao Yucheng's face turned again, with the familiar look of a young man in love, only this time it was even more serious than the last time.
"Brother Fang, when are we going to have a drink?"
"Ah?" Fang Chaozhou was confused. "What kind of wine should I drink?"
Yao Yucheng's smile deepened. "Didn't Brother Fang just say that we can only dance after drinking? Then when are we going to drink? Brother Fang, can you dance for me?"
Fang Chaozhou opened his lips, but could only make excuses: "Maybe another day. Go back and practice, and don't delay your studies."
In the eyes of others, tomorrow is the next life, but in Yao Yucheng's eyes, tomorrow is just a few days, so he left with satisfaction.
On the way back, Yao Yucheng encountered another surprise.
"Junior Master!" He shouted when he saw the man's figure from afar.
Xue Danrong looked coldly at the person running towards him. When he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped, looked at Yao Yucheng again, and then stopped.
Yao Yucheng walked up to Xue Danrong with a happy look on his face and called out again, "Little Master."
"Where are you from?" Xue Danrong's voice was as cold as his eyes.
If someone else treated Yao Yucheng with this kind of look and tone, Yao Yucheng would definitely be sad, but the other person was Xue Danrong.
It is normal for good-looking people to have bad tempers.
"I came from my elder brother Fang." Yao Yucheng exclaimed, "I forgot that Junior Master Uncle didn't know who elder brother Fang was."
When Xue Danrong heard the words "Brother Fang", his eyes suddenly changed, but the slow-witted Yao Yucheng didn't notice it. His heart even almost jumped out of his chest because of what Xue Danrong said next.
"You can tell me who he is."
My God, Junior Master Uncle actually wants to know about his life and his friends.
Yao Yucheng could no longer control the smile on his lips, and his words were spoken without reservation.
"Brother Fang is a friend I made when I first joined the sect. He is a very nice person and lent me anthelmintics when we first met. We hit it off right away and slept in the same bed that night. Later, although I became an inner disciple and he was still an outer disciple, I went to play with him and he was not jealous of me at all. He even urged me to practice. By the way, Brother Fang has become very famous in the sect recently. He performed a dance. Oh my god, after watching that dance, I felt that no one could dance better than Brother Fang, so I went to find him today and wanted him to dance for me once."
At this point, Yao Yucheng's smile widened. "He promised me. Although he can only dance after drinking, he is still willing to drink for me."
He was so busy talking that he didn't notice that when Xue Danrong heard his words, a flash of black energy passed between his eyebrows.
"Really?" Xue Danrong said softly, "He's so nice to you, does he like you?"
Hearing this, Yao Yucheng's face suddenly turned red. "I... I and Brother Fang..." He remembered Fang Chaozhou deliberately scaring him, tickling his palm, and pulling him up from the ground. "I don't know either. I just think Brother Fang is a good person."
Xue Danrong's hand under his sleeve moved slightly, and at this moment, other people's voices came.
"Junior Brother Xue, why are you here?"
Xue Danrong moved his gaze away from Yao Yucheng's neck, looked at the person who came, nodded, and turned away.
Yao Yucheng was stunned when he saw Xue Danrong suddenly leave. He was still thinking about it when he returned to Four Fingers Peak. Coincidentally, he ran into his relationship consultant again.
"Master Yao, why do you have this expression again?"
When Yao Yucheng saw the person coming, he immediately walked over and said with a troubled look on his face: "Uncle Master, you need to save me. Please help me analyze this."
After a long explanation, the uncle touched his chin and shook his head, "What's so hard to understand about this? She was jealous, so she asked you if the other one liked you. You answered like this, and she got angry. If she got angry, she would just walk away. Yao, you are really amazing. Two people are fighting for you. Have you decided who to choose?"
Yao Yucheng was both happy and conflicted.
Junior uncle is handsome and has high cultivation. Although Brother Fang is plain-looking, he has a good personality, is humorous, and is nice to him. Oh my god, A Niang is right. Being too popular is not good. He doesn’t know how to choose. Why do two people like him?
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