Chapter 108

Qi Yan, who didn't know he had become the focus of many people, took a walk on the island with Cen Baihe after dinner. It was cold on the island at night. Qi Yan looked at their shadows pulled long by the moonlight and said with a smile: "those people at the dinner were all xuanshu masters from various countries. The western xuanshu system is different from our east, and the principles they learned are also different, so you should take the amulet I made for you these days and don't take it off."

CEN Baihe nodded and held Qi Yan's cool hand: "at the banquet just now, I found that the dark tide among countries was surging. Although it was very harmonious on the surface, they were playing a sharp edge when talking. I'm afraid they will calculate you behind your back. You should be careful."

He has seen many shady means in the business world. Many people will become unscrupulous in the face of interests, fame and wealth, not to mention the face and interests of the country.

"At the moment when science is popular, exchanges such as metaphysics are privately held by various countries and belong to an unspoken secret," Qi Yan smiled. "I didn't understand why master Qian was willing to be a consultant to the special group. I didn't understand until the Wang Township incident. He was not a consultant to the special group, but a patriotic hero."

"Money?" Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan under the moonlight and had countless words to say in his heart, but in the face of Qi Yan's clear eyes, his full words only turned into a short sentence, "do what you want to do."

Qi Yan chuckled, "guess what I want to do now?"

Facing Qi Yan's smile, cen Baihe felt his palm was hot, his heart seemed to be disobedient, and almost jumped out of his chest.

"Master Qi is really in a good mood. He comes for a walk with his lover on the beach at night," said LV Gang, master Qian's second apprentice, coming out from the side path and trees, and standing at a distance of seven or eight steps from Qi Yan. "Master Qi is young and promising. I don't know if he has the confidence to win back the face of China this time?"

"I'm not the one who can fight back for the Chinese xuanshu world, but all the xuanshu masters in China," Qi Yan held Cen Baihe with one hand and gently touched his chin with the other hand. This leisurely look looks very bad, "I didn't expect Master Lu to look up to me so much."

"Ha ha," Lu Gang's favor with Qi Yan is negative and unlimited, so he sneered at his appearance. "If you can let the master give you all the important magic tools, if you don't have the ability, who else in the whole Chinese xuanshu world is more capable?"

"It seems that although your ability is not half as good as master Qian, there is still a little in your eyes," Qi Yan smiled and nodded as if he didn't hear LV Gang's ridicule. "Your master praised me so."

"No, my eyes are better than blue. He didn't see you shameless. I saw it."

Qi Yan shook his head: "in terms of loveliness, you can't compare with your master."

"You're still so sharp," Lu Gang snorted coldly. "But in this kind of communication meeting, you can't win. Don't think it's called communication meeting. It's really just a simple communication meeting. Some dogs who can't bark can bite people and tear off a large piece of your meat. It's useless even if you can say flowers."

With that, he looked contemptuously at the hands they held, hummed and turned away.

"Hum!" Qi Yan snorted at his back and pulled ratzen Baihe's hand. "Let's go back and ignore him."

CEN Baihe reluctantly looked at Qi Yan, who was like a child, took off his coat and put it on him: "well."

"Will this exchange be dangerous?"

"My ability is outstanding, and your purple Qi protects my body. I'm not afraid."

"Purple Qi protects the body?" Cen Baihe stood in front of the door, asked the scanner to recognize their faces and pupils, opened the door and walked in, "I think there is a way to let you get more purple Qi."

"What method?" Qi Yan hung his coat in the wardrobe and looked at Cen Baihe curiously. When did he understand this?

"I remember there is a Taoist saying called Double cultivation," Cen Baihe pulled the man into his arms. "Tonight, you fill me with aura, and I'll fill you with purple."

"Go down and sleep on the floor."

CEN Baihe frowned, and the beautiful Phoenix eyes were sad: "you called me dear yesterday. Did you start to dislike me today?"

"Don't sell cute!" Qi Yan turned his head on the pillow and didn't look at Cen Baihe's face. A good-looking person with a frown and sad expression is really lethal to a person like him who looks at his face a little.

Qi Yan kicked Cen Baihe under the bed, wrapped him in the quilt and became a silkworm baby.

Go to his grandmother's love strategy. He doesn't believe this thing anymore!

After a good night's sleep, Qi Yan just opened his eyes in the morning. He sat up from the bed with the quilt in his arms, and his head was still a little confused.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth. Do you want to go downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast, or do you want someone to bring it up?"

"Go downstairs to the restaurant."

"OK, let's go down now?"

"Well." Qi Yan nodded, "the other masters should also get up."

"By the way, money," Cen Baihe said suddenly when he closed the door and walked to the elevator, "you're a pig, aren't you?"

Qi Yan nodded incomprehensibly, "what's the matter?"

"According to the zodiac book, the dragon and the pig will be an enviable pair." Cen Baihe smiled contentedly. "It seems that we are a perfect match."

Qi Yan looked at his cheerful face, took his hand and said after a long time, "don't be superstitious."

It's a sweet and heavy burden for a big president who believes in science to say that superstition is superstitious.

The elevator seemed to know Cen Baihe's mind. After he finished speaking, the elevator door opened. There were two strangers standing inside, one about 40 years old and the other young man who looked young.

The young man's eyes swept on the hands they held together, silently and shyly looked away.

The elevator didn't stop until it fell to the second floor. Cen Baihe looked down at their hands and pulled them out a little, "isn't this not very good?"

"Don't make trouble," Qi Yan held his hand. "Other masters and friends are hand in hand. Isn't it normal for me to hold hands with you?"

The other two people in the elevator: but the partners of other warlocks are all heterosexual.

Qi Yancai didn't care. He looked at Cen Baihe and raised his eyebrows: "you didn't have any persuasion just now."

Obviously, I want the whole world to know that they are together, and they are hypocritically embarrassed. Say no, is your body still very honest? If you really don't want to, just pull your hand out. I'm afraid you can't even pull a leaf off the symbolic struggle just now.

CEN Baihe coughed and looked like I didn't understand what you were talking about.

"Master Qi," a master not far from the elevator saw Qi Yan in the elevator, smiled and greeted him, and nodded politely to Cen Baihe. His wife was wearing a peony cheongsam, holding his arm and smiling gently.

"Master Pei," Qi Yan was not familiar with master Pei, and they had no friendship before, but the master was very famous in the xuanshu sect in Southwest China. It is said that he was still a man who was very afraid of his wife.

But looking at Mrs. Pei's gentle appearance, I really can't see that she is a tough wife who can make master Pei kneel durian.

"Master Qi, your lover is well-dressed and has a decent face. She is a very lucky child, and she matches your face very well." Mrs. Pei is a little familiar with facial skills, but she is not good at metaphysics, so she only comes to play as a family member this time, not to participate in the exchange meeting.

However, although she is not good at metaphysics, she is good at socializing and knows what to say to make people feel happy. A lover who praises Qiyan is better than a lover who praises Qiyan.

Sure enough, Mrs. Pei's words were very useful to Qi Yan, and even the smile on her face was bright for several points: "our Baihe is good at everything, but she doesn't like to talk very much."

"Boys are quiet and steady." Mrs. Pei has no resistance to Qi Yan's young appearance. Qi Yan's heart softens a little when she smiles. "Look, she can take care of people. It's very good, very good."

Mrs. Pei doesn't know Cen Baihe's identity. Master Pei knows very well, but he seems to enjoy this state when he sees Cen fifth master like this?

It is reasonable to say that people with the identity of Cen Baihe should be ashamed to accompany Qi Yan to appear on this occasion, because on this occasion, his identity is not Cen fifth master, but master Qi's homosexual, nothing else. The more valuable a person is, the more he values face. How can he tolerate others looking at him with subtle or even contemptuous eyes?

But Cen Baihe came and appeared in a state of "I'm very happy and I'm in a good mood", which made master Pei, who spent most of his time in the south, feel an inexplicable favor for him.

A man who is willing to pull down his face for his lover is a good man.

Like... Himself.

As the most outstanding metaphysical master of the younger generation, Qi Yan appeared, several Chinese masters took the initiative to talk to him, and everyone looked kind. Looking at him was like looking at his younger generation, or the hope of the Chinese metaphysical world.

LV Gang sat in the corner and looked at Qi Yan, his same-sex partner and several famous Chinese masters sitting at a table for breakfast. He sneered with disdain.

"It seems that your companion is very popular," said a brown haired Western warlock, sitting in front of LV gang with a dinner plate and in a somewhat stiff Chinese language, "is it because he has a great companion that they are so enthusiastic about your companion?"

He refers to Cen Baihe.

LV Gang drank a mouthful of milk and didn't speak, but his face was ugly again.

Seeing this, the brown haired warlock was happy, but his face was still confused: "what did I say wrong, your face looks very bad."

LV Gang put down his silver fork and looked up at the Warlock: "Sir, I have the habit of eating without speaking or sleeping."

What does it mean to eat without speaking and sleep without speaking?

The brown haired warlock, who was anxious in Chinese, was confused. For a moment, he couldn't understand what LV Gang meant.

"Master, I don't speak Chinese very well. Can you explain it to me?"

"I said..." Lv Gang wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a mocking face, "if you haven't learned Chinese well, don't do such things that provoke discord and need IQ."

The brown haired warlock's face was immediately embarrassed: "Sir, you may have misunderstood. I didn't mean to provoke."

This man named LV Gang doesn't seem to be as impulsive and brainless as the survey said.