Yan Fanglin named himself Wan Xiaofang.

Yu Qingchi was stunned for a moment and asked, "What is the special meaning of this name?"

It's quite special.

Yan Fanglin said: "No, I'll just raise it. What about you, what's your name now?"

Yu Qingchi's face looked slightly shy. Before he could speak, he heard someone shouting from afar: "Brother Nianlin, come and see!"

When Yu Qingchi heard this, he glanced at Yan Fanglin, his face turned redder, and then walked over directly.

Nianlin?

Yan Fanglin was embarrassed.

He followed Yu Qingchi and saw the monks forming a circle. In the middle of the circle, someone set up a formation with stones, but the formation was a bit strange, like a struggled human form.

This formation...

Yan Fanglin squatted down, touched the stone with his hand, closed his eyes, and felt a faint demonic energy surging with his fingertips. This demonic energy was not the same as him, but he was very familiar with it.

Because this demonic energy is somewhat similar to the demonic energy on Yu Qingchi.

It was indeed a Taoist Chaoshan.

A monk next to him looked at him curiously: "Brother Nianlin, this person is..."

"He is my friend." Yu Qingchi said: "Fellow Daoist Wan."

These people are either from small sects or casual cultivators near famous mountains and rivers. They all come together to kill demons, and it is not surprising that they meet face-to-face.

"How is it?" Yu Qingchi asked.

Yan Fanglin stood up: "It's an evil technique."

As soon as he said this, a monk immediately said in surprise: "Is that big devil Yu Qingchi really coming to Huyang Mountain?"

"Is this a big devil? Who else can kill so many masters of Taoism at once?! Who can and who dares?"

Yan Fanglin: “…”

He glanced at Yu Qingchi next to him. The person involved was like the one who was fine, and did not speak, and his expression was very plain. When he saw him looking over, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

This young man really doesn't understand the power of three people becoming tigers.

"It may not be done by Yu Qingchi." He coughed and said, "It's not just him who practices evil magic."

"But there are so powerful people who have such high magic power. Are there any other people beside him?" asked the monk next to him.

Yan Fanglin said: "Yes, isn't it rumored that he has a mysterious master?"

Yu Qingchi immediately glanced at him again when he heard this.

Yan Fanglin smiled at the corner of her lips, and soon became serious: "Before there is no definite evidence, it is better not to put everything on Yu Qingchi's head. If other demons make trouble, we are just going to Yu.

Go Qingchi, didn’t you go in the wrong direction at the beginning?”

The monk beside him sighed: "Yes... besides Yu Qingchi, there are other demons..."

The Taoist sect has had a particularly difficult time this year, and there are several demons who have arrived.

A rustling sound suddenly came from the woods next to them, and everyone was very alert. Someone immediately pulled out the sword behind him. Yan Fanglin threw the spirit lamp forward, and a dark shadow suddenly disappeared behind the tree canopy.

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Someone exclaimed in a low voice, and Yu Qingchi also pulled out the black blood sword and glanced at Yan Fanglin.

Yan Fanglin pursed her lips and said, "I'll go and have a look."

"Fellow Daoist Wan," someone called him: "You must be careful. It is better for everyone to be together. If you are really that devil, you are not his opponent."

"I'll go with you." Yu Qingchi said.

As they said that, they walked deep into the jungle and entered the dense forest. However, Yan Fanglin grabbed Yu Qingchi.

His hand held Yu Qingchi's wrist. Yu Qingchi moved slightly and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Yan Fanglin frowned and didn't say anything for a long time. Then he let go of Yu Qingchi and said, "Follow me."

Yu Qingchi nodded and said, "Okay."

Yan Fanglin found that the demonic energy was a little strange, but he couldn't say anything strange.

They followed the demonic energy and chased after them halfway, but there was no clue. But they had already reached the wilderness and silence all over the place. Yan Fanglin simply turned off the spirit lamp and stood in the dark with Yu Qingchi.

Only the sound of the wind was heard, and the cold was extremely cold.

They searched in the forest for a long time, but they could not find any trace of demonic energy. The wind in the mountains began to get heavier and heavier, and the sky was filled with haze, as if it was about to snow again.

They found a cave to spend the night.

Yu Qingchi went outside to pick up some firewood, lit a bonfire in the cave, and the two sat down around the bonfire, and Yan Fanglin took off the Qiankun bag on his waist: "What do you want to eat?"

He said, and opened the Qiankun bag: "I have sweet, salty, and spicy here."

Yu Qingchi said: "I can do it either."

Yan Fanglin took out a pack of jerky and said, "This was sent to me by Jin Xuelang. It was very fresh and tasted very good."

Yu Qingchi took a piece and took a bite, and he ate it very gentle.

But Yan Fanglin took a big bite and started chewing it.

"What is your relationship with Mr. Jin now..."

Yan Fanglin looked up at Yu Qingchi.

Yu Qingchi said, "Is he still pursuing you?"

Yan Fanglin was a little embarrassed, and the beef jerky in his hand suddenly seemed to be no longer fragrant.

But since Jin Xuelang failed to confess in Chicheng, he has never confessed again. He and Jin Xuelang get along like ordinary friends. Sometimes he also feels that since he doesn't like Jin Xuelang, isn't he?

It is better to keep a little distance, but when he is a little cold, Jin Xuelang cries and says that he just wants to be good friends with him.

The other party said so, what else can he do?

But it is very dangerous for Yu Qingchi to ask him this.

He suddenly remembered that Godly Friendship.

Yan Fanglin smiled and did not answer him.

Yu Qingchi felt that the beef jerky in his mouth was even worse.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Yan Fanglin wanted to give it to him, Yu Qingchi shook his head.

Yan Fanglin said, "By the way, do you know that Xiaoqing has been looking for you recently."

Yu Qingchi asked, "Look for me?"

Yan Fanglin nodded and said, "Maybe he was worried about you. We all told him that you were fine, but he couldn't believe it if he didn't see you."

Yan Fanglin smiled and said, "He seems to like you very much."

Yu Qingchi didn't say anything, but picked up a dead branch and threw it into the fire.

A few "crackling" sounds, the dry pine branches burned, and a bitter and burnt fragrance emerged.

Yu Qingchi's face was hot and red. He stared at the fire for a while and said, "I have always regarded him as my younger brother, just like I used to only regard my master as my father."

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Yan Fanglin knew why he suddenly mentioned Chaoshan Taoist.

When he went to Chicheng, he mistakenly thought that Yu Qingchi had a crush on Chaoshan Taoist and made a very embarrassing mistake.

He smiled awkwardly twice, looked up at Yu Qingchi, but saw that Yu Qingchi's face was red with flames, and there was also a fire in his eyes, shiny.

It is really handsome and a bit too much, revealing the youthfulness and motivation of a young man.

He was too slow to have feelings, and even Yu Qingchi liked him later.

But the male protagonist in the original work hates Yan Fanglin so much. He hasn't done anything, nor has he seduced Yu Qingchi, why does Yu Qingchi like him?

Could it be that after he came over, Yu Qingchi found that he seemed to have completely changed his personality, so he fell in love with him?

That really likes his soul.

Yan Fanglin looked at Yu Qingchi again, and when he saw Yu Qingchi also looked at him, he couldn't help laughing.

Yu Qingchi looked at him and smiled.

Both of them lowered their heads again and laughed.

Yan Fanglin didn't know why he was laughing, nor did he know what Yu Qingchi was laughing, but he could feel the ambiguous atmosphere in the air, which made him feel trembling and a little shy.

Yu Qingchi's heart was so beautiful that he was bubbled.

He felt that now he and Yan Fanglin were so ambiguous, so ambiguous that they were almost tacitly understood.

He knew about the divine friendship that day, and Yan Fanglin naturally knew about it too.

They had a great friendship. Thinking of the passion and lingering night, Yan Fanglin's resistance and cooperation, fierce and weak, he felt a heat coming straight down his stomach.
To be continued...