After Being Preached by my Senior Martial Brother

“What’s wrong?” Qi Zhuoyu frowned.

Seeing that Feng Xuan had been in a daze and not speaking, he spoke in a very straightforward manner. “Don’t you understand?”

He even showed an expression of ‘You can’t even understand something this simple?’

‘No choice but to reluctantly teach you again.’

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What, is, wrong?!

If you love teaching so much, why don’t you go and take the civil service examination?!

What is the uncrowned king of mood killers?

If Qi Zhuoyu, this straight man, is second, no one dares to be first.

In an instant, Feng Xuan was completely taken aback, and all the wild thoughts in his mind were gone.

How could he possibly have an accelerated heartbeat from making eye contact with the big devil?

It must be that the sun in the desert is too big.

It made him dizzy and heatstroke, and it also burned his brain!!

Feng Xuan’s temper came quickly and went quickly.

He didn’t even know what he was angry about, anyway, he was so angry that he went back to the bed in the dragon carriage to sleep.

Originally thought he would be so angry that he couldn’t sleep, but didn’t expect the sleep quality was too good.

As soon as he fell asleep, it was dark.

When he woke up, it was already evening.

Feng Xuan had forgotten why he was angry. He pulled open the curtain and looked out. They were still in the oasis and had not set off.

Huh?

Didn’t Qi Zhuoyu say they would leave today?

He wouldn’t have left him here secretly because he was angry with him, would he?

Help?! What kind of operation is this by the world’s worst scum man?

Throw away your partner after a quarrel?

In an instant, Feng Xuan had even thought of the divorce agreement in his mind.

Fortunately, in the next second, Feng Xuan saw Qi Zhuoyu sitting on the ice bed in the afternoon.

He didn’t sleep, but he didn’t know what he was thinking about, just staring blankly at one place.

Under the moonlight, Qi Zhuoyu’s side face was a bit too superior.

His nose was high, and his eyelashes were long enough to swing on.

Otherwise, why would everyone say they want to marry a handsome guy?

The old people’s words were not without reason.

After a quarrel, seeing this handsome face.

The anger had to go down by three points first.

Like Feng Xuan who was very face-conscious.

At this moment, he obviously felt that he was not as angry as he was in the afternoon.

“Senior brother. Didn’t you say we were leaving today?”

Qi Zhuoyu glanced at him and explained, “Something came up tonight.”

After that, there was no further text.

The big devil, this riddle man, always only says half of what he means, and it doesn’t look like he plans to tell him what’s going on.

Forget it.

Why should the eunuch be anxious if the emperor is not?

But when Feng Xuan returned to the dragon carriage, he hesitated and glanced at the ice bed under Qi Zhuoyu.

Although he knew that the big devil’s cultivation had reached the stage of becoming a deity or above, the temperature in the desert was very high during the day and night.

During the day, it was so hot that an egg could be fried directly on a rock.

At night, it was so cold that the air exhaled by people could condense into ice.

He hesitated for a long time before he said, “Senior brother. I think it’s quite cold lying on the ice bed, why don’t you come to the dragon carriage to cultivate?”

Feng Xuan didn’t know if he was planning to sleep or cultivate, so he just said something he loved to do.

“No need.” Qi Zhuoyu said, “I have cultivated in a cold pool before.”

Oh.

Then what else could Feng Xuan say?

He could only praise, “Senior brother, you’re so great.”

But it’s the big devil’s business to say no need.

Just like there’s a kind of cold that your dad thinks you’re cold.

Feng Xuan still took out a thick blanket from his small purse and put it next to the ice bed.

Qi Zhuoyu opened his eyes and looked at him, with a hint of surprise in his expression.

Feng Xuan muttered in his heart, thinking, the scum Senior brother wouldn’t think he had forgiven him, would he?

Although they were a plastic couple, Feng Xuan still had a bit of a Dao companion conscience.

Preparing a blanket for you can only show that this god is beautiful and kind-hearted.

It’s just that he slept too long in the afternoon.

When Feng Xuan returned to the dragon carriage, he unexpectedly suffered from insomnia.

His mind was full of images of Qi Zhuoyu sitting on the ice bed.

He always felt that the big devil was strange tonight, as if he was hiding something important from him.

With something on his mind, Feng Xuan always felt half-asleep and half-awake when he closed his eyes.

He didn’t know why, but tonight he dreamed of the place where he first met Qi Zhuoyu.

That was the barren mountain during the Misty Immortal Mansion’s big examination, after Qi Zhuoyu was attacked by a Nightmare Beast, and the love poison broke out, he fell unconscious by the stream.

Feng Xuan actually thought his memory wasn’t very good, except for holding grudges, he basically didn’t remember anything else.

Unexpectedly, the scene of that day was surprisingly clear.

Even in his dream, the big devil’s panting sound was exactly the same.

Huh?

Exactly the same?

Feng Xuan woke up from his dream, but the sound in his dream did not disappear.

He instinctively got dressed and got out of bed, carrying a small lantern for illumination and looking for the sound.

Sure enough, it came from the ice bed.

Feng Xuan’s heart skipped a beat. What was Qi Zhuoyu doing not sleeping in the middle of the night? Did he go into a cultivation frenzy?

He had told him not to be so obsessed, look, now something has happened.

Although he thought so in his heart, Feng Xuan’s steps unconsciously walked over.

The blanket originally left for Qi Zhuoyu to cover had already slipped to the ground.

Usually, if the big devil was cultivating, he would basically be sitting, and he had never seen him lying on his side like this.

And Feng Xuan found that Qi Zhuoyu’s face didn’t seem to be very good.

His eyebrows were furrowed, a thin layer of fine sweat covered his forehead, and his incomparably handsome face became somewhat ferocious because he was enduring something.

Just as Feng Xuan was about to get closer, Qi Zhuoyu suddenly opened his eyes.

Those peach blossom eyes, which were usually pure black, like a deep pool, as if they were going to suck people in, were now a piece of blood red, under the moonlight, like a demon crawling up from hell.

Feng Xuan was startled, and the lantern in his hand fell to the ground.

Qi Zhuoyu came to his senses, seemed to recognize that the person was him, and his terrifying eyes receded a bit, “Did I wake you up?”

Feng Xuan shook his head, not knowing why he denied it, “No, Senior brother. I slept too much in the afternoon, and now I can’t sleep.”

Qi Zhuoyu chuckled, as if questioning, you, this little ancestor, also have times when you can’t sleep?

Seeing that the big devil was in a lot of discomfort now, Feng Xuan decided not to argue with him.

He continued, “Senior brother. If you’re not feeling well, do you want to find a physician to have a look?”

According to his cultivation of transforming into a deity stage or above, he could travel between Chang’an and the Chaotic Sea within two days.

It shouldn’t be difficult to find a physician to treat the disease now, just don’t know if it’s so late, whether the Medical Hall was still open or not.

“No need.” Qi Zhuoyu casually lay back.

Hearing his nonchalant tone, Feng Xuan didn’t know why he was a little angry.

Although he knew that the big devil was a bit neurotic and liked to self-torture, he didn’t know why he was angry when he was sick and didn’t find a physician.

Qi Zhuoyu looked thoughtfully at the full moon in the night sky.

He casually said, “Tonight is the fifteenth.”

Every fifteenth of the month.

It was the day when Qi Zhuoyu’s love poison broke out.

After he finished speaking, Feng Xuan really stood still.

Then he stood up like a wooden man and walked towards the dragon carriage with both hands and feet swinging at the same time.

It was clearly the result that Qi Zhuoyu had expected, but when he saw this scene, he still felt a bit dazzling.

He didn’t know what he was expecting, he wasn’t unaware of the extent to which this little ancestor was heartless.

Soon, the love poison in Qi Zhuoyu’s body became more and more severe as time passed, and it became more severe as it approached midnight.

The lingering emotion spread all over the meridians of his body, and the love poison that had not been drained also spread all over his body. When it broke out, it was heart-wrenching, like a thousand ghosts gnawing at his heart.

Qi Zhuoyu had always been able to endure pain, and he was also used to enduring some things alone.

But for some reason, tonight became particularly difficult.

In a daze, Qi Zhuoyu suddenly felt that he was being pulled by something.