Qing'er Qing'er, his name is really affectionate, his master always called him Xie Yuan with his first and last name.
Thinking of the old days, those tender times seemed to be from a previous life, and Xie Yuan felt that a knife had been inserted into his heart, tearing through the flesh and blood, dripping with blood.
He didn't know how he walked back, but when Xie Yuan came back to his senses, he had already arrived at the practice field in the backyard of the Xue Ming Palace. Countless sects diligently and diligently exchanged swordsmanship with each other.
Xie Yuan had no intention of practicing swordsmanship, and walked listlessly to the stone chair on the side and sat down.
Right Protector Rongzhan put down the sword in his hand, and said to Left Protector Rongqing, who was drawing swordsmanship with him: "Let's rest for a while."
"Okay." Rong Qing nodded slightly.
When he walked to the side of the tree and sat down and picked up the kettle to drink water, Rong Qing saw Rong Zhan walking towards the pavilion under the shadow of the tree on the opposite side. He narrowed his eyes and took a closer look. Seeing the man with blue silk and snow skin, his complexion like jade, and wearing a purple satin silk gauze, although he is still young, he can already glimpse the peerless elegance and splendor of the future.
Rong Qing sighed in his heart, his brother.
In this room, Xie Yuan noticed that the light in front of him was being blocked, and opened his eyes lazily. When he saw a familiar figure, he raised his thin lips and showed a good smile, "Brother Rong Zhan."
The left and right guardians of the Blood Underworld Palace were replaced with the sect master. After Xiao Wulin killed the former sect master at the age of fifteen, he personally selected two highly qualified Rong Qing and Rong Zhan from the disciples in the sect. The new guardian. The two of them are brothers, the older brother is calm and reserved, while the younger brother is gentle and modest, Xiao Wulin values them both very highly.
Seeing the young man in front of him smiling at him, Rong Zhan's face became hot, he hurriedly avoided his sight, and walked over to Xie Yuan and sat down.
"Young Master, why are you sitting here alone?"
He was born very solemn and dark-skinned, so even if he blushes, ordinary people can't see it.
Xie Yuan put his hands behind his head, his flexible and thin body stretched out slightly, he looked leisurely into the distance, but the folds between his brows never disappeared.
Before he could answer, Rong Zhan next to him spoke again, his voice rising slightly, showing his question: "Is there something on your mind?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, put his hands beside him, and sat up straight, "No."
Rong Zhan's eyes darkened, but he heard Xie Yuan speak in a strange tone: "I have a question that I really don't understand, can I ask you for advice?"
Hearing the words, the man straightened his back immediately, "You said."
Xie Yuan told Rong Zhan what he saw this morning. He was confused when he talked about it, and Rong Zhan, who was beside him, blushed slightly, his palms were sweating, and he stammered and interrupted: "Young Master. Did the Lord say that when you woke up, you found your trousers wet?"
Knowing that Rong Zhan had made a mistake in the object, Xie Yuan didn't explain it, just lowered his eyes and replied softly.
He has to master Bai Qing's every move now, so that he can come up with a way to deal with Bai Qing. After all, now the master will definitely take more precautions against him. When something happens to Bai Qing, he will definitely be the first person to be suspected. Therefore, he must not act rashly.
Rong Zhan's stammering voice was heard in his ears: "Young Master, you... you're wet from a dream."
Xie Yuan wondered, "Wet dream?"
The man continued to stammer: "Congratulations, young master... One step closer to becoming an adult."
Xie Yuan's eyes were tangled at first, but when he thought of something, his expression changed slightly.
It turns out that this is a symbol of male root development.
But he is the same age as Bai Qing, why Bai Qing has already started to develop, there is still no movement in him, no, it should be said that it has never changed since he was eight years old.
Looking at Xie Yuan's frosty expression, Rong Zhan's heart suddenly burst, "What's wrong with you?"
"fine."
Xie Yuan shook his head, of course he couldn't tell others about such private matters.
"Brother Rongzhan, I still have something to do. I'll go ahead."
After all, he turned around and left, and the raised corner of his clothes inadvertently brushed Rong Zhan's face. He was shocked, and clenched his hands on both sides. Almost, he almost couldn't help but want to hold Xie Yuan's hand.
Silently narrowing his eyes, he just stared at the back of Xie Yuan's departure like this, and did not return to his senses for a long time.
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Xie Yuan went to the Guanshu Pavilion, which is dedicated to disciples in the Xue Ming Palace.
As soon as they entered the pavilion, there were bursts of scholarly fragrance, as if time had passed a little slower. Many disciples were reading quietly with books in their hands. Although there were a large number of people, the pavilion was silent except for the rustling of the pages turning.
Xie Yuan came here to read books before, and all he read were the martial arts of the major sects. This time, when no one was paying attention, he quietly took a book explaining physiological knowledge, and then found a hidden Taste the corners.
As soon as the book is opened, the goal is a detailed schematic diagram of male roots.
Xie Yuan held back the heat on his face and read it carefully.
The author who wrote this book "The Treasure Mirror" is the ninth demon sect leader of the Blood Underworld Palace, and the only demon sect leader who overindulged and died on the body of a male pet. It is said that the sect leader has carefully studied a lot of male and male prostitution, and developed many new and unheard poses.
Xie Yuan was stunned when he saw it, especially when he turned to the back, it was full of incomparably fragrant erotic pictures. The book described countless prostitutes with pictures and texts, especially the place where the male and the male were connected, and even the hair was clearly visible. Yuan Yuan intuitively understood the true meaning of male-male sex.
His face was red and his ears were red, his whole body was hot, as if thousands of ants were crawling in his heart, it was numb and itchy.
But Rao is because he reacted so strongly, and the place under him was always sluggishly nestled there, motionless.
Xie Yuan comforted himself, when he grew up a little more, there should be movement there, but when he thought that Bai Qing developed before him, he didn't feel very happy. What's more, Bai Qing squeezed him out to become the master's new love, and the two of them got along day and night in the same bed. If something really happened, wouldn't it be...
Thinking of this, Xie Yuan couldn't sit still.
He put the book back in its original position, performed light work directly, and disappeared into the clouds in a flash.
On this side, Chen Heng took Bai Qing back to the wing, and then ordered the servants to cook a bowl of ginger soup to ward off the cold.
The paleness on his face has not yet faded away, Bai Qing was wrapped in a thick quilt and held in his arms by the man, his nose was full of the cool aura unique to a man, and he seemed greedy to smell the smell that made him infatuated, weak. "Master, I'm fine now."
Chen Heng looked down at the young man in his arms and said softly, "Do you know that I almost scared me to death just now."
He really almost fell into it.
It seems that in the future, he will tie Bai Qing to his side at all times, so that Xie Yuan will not have any chance of contact.
"It's all over, I'm fine now."
Listening to the optimistic words of the young man, Chen Heng had a hint of inquiry in his eyes, "You really don't blame Xie Yuan?"
Bai Qing narrowed his eyes, covering the darkness in his eyes.
"The reason why Senior Brother Xie Yuan wants to kill me is because I stole the master's love. Senior Brother Xie Yuan should blame me."
Chen Heng: This Bai Qing is really a white lotus flower of the Virgin Mary.
Because according to the original setting, Bai Qing's character is like this. Chen Heng didn't think about it too much. He gently brushed his eyebrows and smiled and said: "Qing'er is so sensible, I am very pleased for the teacher." After speaking, he He added another sentence: "If only Xie Yuan could be as sensible as you are."
Bai Qing smiled innocently and shyly, snuggled into the man's arms, and enjoyed his body temperature.
As long as the master has always been kind to him, he is willing to continue being sensible like this forever.
This warm and harmonious scene entered Xie Yuan's eyes through a corner of the paper window, and the clear and bright eyes instantly sank.
He stood outside the door for a long time, his body as stiff as a stone sculpture.
The slight footsteps came, and he turned around as if he had just woken up from a dream. When he saw the little servant walking over with ginger soup in his hands, he stood in front of him and said in a low voice, "I'll help you in."
"This… "
"It's okay, I just have something to say to the master." After speaking, the young man grabbed the porcelain bowl directly.
"Thank you so much, Young Master." The servant bowed respectfully before turning around and leaving.
The overflowing ginger soup was as hot as boiling water, and a blister was quickly scalded on Bai Nen's slender fingertips. Xie Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he almost felt the pain from his fingertips. Finally, he walked to the door and lightly buckled Three tones.
dong dong dong.
"It should be the little servant who boiled the ginger soup."
Chen Heng released Bai Qing, stretched out his hand to wrap the quilt around him, then got up and walked to the door, and opened the door with a creak.
"why you."
Hearing these words coming from the door, Bai Qing shifted his gaze towards the door suspiciously, the sunlight poured down like a waterfall, and Xie Yuan Yuanshan's brows seemed to be clearly outlined.
But seeing the young man on the other end looking at the man with an extremely soft gaze, the corners of his mouth moved slightly without smiling, and he whispered, "Master, this disciple is here to visit Junior Brother Bai Qing, and by the way, I will follow you. He apologized."
Chen Heng glanced at the ginger soup in his hand, and when his eyes swept over the slightly abrupt blisters on his crystal white fingers, he paused, "What's wrong with your hand."
"When I was making ginger soup just now, I accidentally got burnt." Xie Yuan lowered his eyebrows and replied pleasingly.
"It's fine to let the next person do this kind of rough work, why do you have to do it yourself."
Pretending to be distressed, Chen Heng pulled Xie Yuan into the house, found a silver needle to puncture the blisters on his fingertips, and applied a special ointment.
Seeing this scene, Bai Qing tightened his fingers on the quilt, with a innocent and harmless smile on his face, "Senior brother, my body is fine, please take your trouble."
The wound on his hand was already bandaged, Xie Yuan touched his fingertips, turned his head to Bai Qing and said, "It was my fault, I am ashamed that Junior Brother is so magnanimous."
This scene seemed a little strange to Chen Heng. Xie Yuan had a stance that he would not give up until he killed Bai Qing. After a long time, he staged a scene of reconciliation with Bai Qing. The contrast between the before and after is too much bigger. Although Xie Yuan and Bai Qing are both avatars of Qi Wei, Chen Heng pays more attention to Xie Yuan. After all, according to the script, Xie Yuan will sooner or later be blackened. On the other hand, Bai Qing has no sense of existence in the original world, just a weak and white flower image of.
Bai Qing was cold and felt a little sleepy after drinking the ginger soup.
He yawned quietly, barely regaining his strength to listen to Xie Yuan's words. Chen Heng watched from the side, and Xie Yuan didn't know what was going on. He usually talks a lot, but today he talks a lot. He's been in the house for a long time, and he talks about trivial things.
Seeing that Bai Qing's upper and lower eyelids started to fight, Chen Heng said: "Okay, Xie Yuan, you go out first, Qing'er is not feeling well, you two can have a good chat when he is in good health."
Xie Yuan: He just didn't want to give Bai Qing a chance to be alone with his master.
When he thought that Bai Qing had started to develop now, Xie Yuan felt that a hand was scratching his heart, whether it was Bai Qing who knocked down the master or the master knocked down Bai Qing, it was no for him! can! Tolerate! by! of!
"Master, I want to move back here."
Chen Heng raised his eyebrows.
Bai Qing was about to fall asleep, but when he heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes and shot at Xie Yuan.
Move back in? Do all three sleep together