Shang Ke woke up in the morning and found that his flower pot was held by Yan Lu in his arms. This was not the first time, as long as he turned into a mushroom, Yan Lu would stay by his side, as if he was worried that he would run away, and was extremely insecure.
Originally the flower pot was placed on the windowsill, but he was carried to the bed later. After several consultations, he was reluctantly persuaded to put the flower pot on the bedside table. Even so, he was still worried, and often secretly hugged him into his arms while he was cultivating. However, the shape of the flowerpot is uneven, holding it in the way and affecting the sleeping position.
Shang Ke became interested in this matter, and spent a few days to find a piece of millennium iron wood and carve it into a half-human-high mushroom. This iron wood contains spiritual energy, which will not rot for ten thousand years. It can nourish the body and mind, and calm the mind. What's more, mushrooms can be grown on ironwood!
However, when Shang Ke saw Yan Lu holding this giant mushroom, he always felt that the picture was too beautiful, and he couldn't bear to look directly at it.
"Uh, Yan Lu, I thought about it, let's change the mushroom into a mallet." Shang Ke said in a negotiable tone.
Yan Lu nervously hugged the giant mushroom in his arms, stared at him, and protested silently. wooden club? Just hearing the name is not a good thing, where is his mushroom good!
"...Okay, since you don't agree, then forget it." Shang Ke touched his nose, seeing Yan Lu's expression of admiration, he couldn't help joking, "With this big mushroom, you won't disrespect me. Is this little mushroom?"
Yan Lu looked at Tiemu Mushroom and then at Shang Ke, then put Tiemu Mushroom into Shang Ke's arms, folded his arms, hugged the person and the mushroom together, and squeezed his head in the middle, extremely happy.
Shang Ke: "… "
I knew for a long time that he was a mushroom control, why did I aggravate his condition...
That night, under Yan Lu's eager gaze, Shang Ke planted himself on a Tiemu mushroom, and was hugged by him in his arms, lying on the quilt, rolling twice from time to time.
Are you really that happy? Feeling his joy, Shang Ke couldn't help but smile.
After having fun with him for a while, Shang Ke began to practice routinely under the nourishment of Ironwood's spiritual energy.
Yan Lu wrapped his hands and feet around the mushroom pillow, staring at the little mushroom that was close at hand, his two dark eyes sparkling in the darkness.
With the movement of the spiritual energy, a faint mist emerged from Xiao Mushroom's body, with a natural fragrance, lingering in Yan Lu's nose, slowly integrating with his breath.
However, for a long time, Yan Lu's face showed a faint look of trance, and the originally clear eyes gradually became dark and difficult to see, and finally turned into a clear light. In this Qingming, there is a small white mushroom.
Yan Lu looked at "it" motionlessly, almost thinking he was dreaming. More than a hundred years ago, the little mushroom disappeared right in front of his eyes, but he turned his calamity into a god with the help of this ominous aura. However, what about becoming a god? As long as there is a desire to kill in the heart, the right path can also enter the devil.
Little Mushroom is his only kindness. Without him, there is nothing left in the world, only the endless killing. The realm of the divine way and the heart of the demonic way conflicted, which eventually led to his backlash of power and chaos of mind.
Originally thought this was his final ending, but he didn't expect God to favor him, and his little mushroom actually returned to him!
Yan Lu would not admit his mistake, the little mushroom growing on the iron wood in front of him was the little mushroom he once lost. Judging from his current cultivation level, he has reached the level of transformation, and he may have just been reincarnated. He actually always thought that the little mushroom had lost his soul and was immersed in hatred and grief alone, and he didn't know how much time was wasted.
"Little mushroom..." Yan Lu's low voice echoed gently in the room, turning into endless affection and joy, and quietly disappeared into the blurred night.
Yan Lu just stared at the little mushroom quietly until dawn.
Shang Ke slowly woke up from the meditation, a white light flashed, the boy's figure fell lightly beside the bed, he put on a long gown, turned around and opened the window, took a deep breath of fresh air, and smiled at Yan Lu. Said: "Good morning, Yan Lu."
The familiar smile, the familiar face, and the familiar taste, like a ray of sunshine, instantly illuminated Yan Lu's heart.
He wandered madly for decades, the world is cold and warm, miserable and hesitant, still in his eyes. It was his little mushroom that brought him back from his miserable situation, didn't care about his downfall, didn't care about his stupidity, washed away the dirt and built a heart garden for him.
His cultivation has not yet reached the realm of complete transformation. If it wasn't for him, why would he choose to practice for just a few hours every night
Yan Lu walked behind Shang Ke and hugged him hard.
He didn't find him, but he found him in the end.
Shang Ke was hugged and was about to make a joke when he suddenly felt a few drops of hot liquid fall on his collarbone.
"Yan Lu," Shang Ke asked hesitantly, "what's the matter?"
"Little Mushroom, I'm Yan Lu, I'm Yan Lu..." Yan Lu whispered in his ear.
Shang Ke moved for a while, then turned around abruptly, held Yan Lu's face, and asked uncertainly, "Yan Lu, have you regained your senses?"
Yan Lu hooked his waist and kissed him deeply. The superb kissing skills are completely beyond what a five-year-old IQ person can possess. No doubt he did regain his sanity.
Shang Ke hugged his neck and responded to him with joy.
More than 100 years of separation and more than 100 years of longing erupted unreservedly at this moment. Yan Lu will press Shang Ke against the wall, lift his legs, and fit him tightly. Their lips danced, their limbs entangled, and the two fiercely demanded as if they were about to devour each other.
"Hmm." Shang Ke groaned, suffering the pain of his body being forcibly expanded. Yan Lu's movements were a bit rude, but Shang Ke didn't stop, instead he tried his best to relax and try to match his rhythm. With repeated rubbing, the pain was gradually replaced by waves of pleasure.
After one pass, Yan Lu will carry Shang Ke to bed, soothing him tenderly and lingering to the fullest. I don't know how long I had been in love with, but Shang Ke suddenly felt that he was being picked up and turned into a cross-sitting posture, and his desire to enter a deeper position, followed by a strong pure yang energy.
Shang Ke looked at Yan Lu dimly, with some doubts in his eyes.
"The gap between our current cultivation bases is too large, and we can't double cultivation for the time being, but we can complement each other." Yan Lu said softly, "My breath is disordered, and I have a whole body of divine power, but I can't act rashly, otherwise it will cause backlash. And your foundation is unstable and you need it urgently. Absorb spiritual power. I will give you my own power little by little to help you cultivate."
Shang Ke thought for a moment, frowned and said, "In this way, won't your cultivation be affected?"
"It doesn't matter, this can just balance our strength gap." Yan Luo said calmly, "Besides, the lower the cultivation base, the easier it is to solve the inner demon."
It was only then that Shang Ke remembered that Yan Lu still had the threat of inner demons, and he lowered himself to the cultivation level, maybe it was really to solve inner demons.
"Don't think about it, leave everything to me." Yan Lu bit his ear affectionately, and moved his lower body slowly and rhythmically. Every time he moved, a divine power entered Shang Ke's body.
Shang Ke closed his eyes and began to concentrate on integrating this divine power.
While giving his power to him, Yan Lu stared at him quietly, as if he could never see enough...
I don't know how long it has passed, but Shang Ke feels that as long as he runs for another week, he will be able to complete his work successfully today. However, just when he was about to finish his work, the last divine power was delayed.
Shang Ke couldn't help but open his eyes, but saw Yan Luzheng in front of him staring blankly at him, the light of Jingrui in his eyes disappeared, replaced by Shan stupid and ignorant.
So, is he losing his mind again
"Little mushroom?" Yan Lu looked down at the part where the two were closely bonded, his eyes full of curiosity.
"... I accidentally sat on top of you, I'm sorry." Shang Ke explained as calmly as possible.
Yan Lu felt it for a moment and said, "It's okay, the little mushroom is very comfortable."
Shang Ke believed that he definitely didn't make a pun.
"Get up when you're comfortable enough." Shang Ke said and was about to get up. As a result, Yan Lu stretched out his hand and pulled, and he sat back again.
"Little mushroom." Yan Lu's voice was slightly hoarse.
"What?" Be sure to keep your one stupid!
"It's really comfortable..." Yan Lu rubbed up sticky.
Shang Ke tried his best to restrain himself: "...Stop making trouble." Let go of your little mushroom, we are still good friends.
"Oh." Yan Lu withdrew in despair, kneeling in front of Shang Ke with desire, his eyes wet, looking like a tame wolf dog.
When did this guy become so obedient? Those sparkling little eyes are simply heart-wrenching!
Shang Ke Tianren fought for a long time, and finally decided to throw him down without hesitation.
"Lie down!" Shang Ke ordered.
Yan Lu lay down obediently.
Shang Ke straddled him and said aggressively, "You are not allowed to move, I will do it myself."
Yan Lu nodded.
Shang Ke slowly put it into his body, and then began to move his waist, carefully dawdling.
Yan Lu was tense all over, his eyes were hot, and he seemed to be trying his best to suppress something.
Shang Ke leaned down and gently rubbed his lips...
After a while, Shang Ke collapsed on Yan Lu's body and said with a dying breath, "I can't do it anymore, you can do it."
For half an hour, someone had no intention of releasing at all!
Shang Ke only felt back pain and numbness in his legs, he didn't want to sit on it anymore!
There was a sudden chuckle above his head.
Shang Ke looked up and saw Yan Lu's eyes were clear and the corners of his mouth raised, as if he had regained consciousness.
"When did you recover?"
"Well, it wasn't long before you sat up."
Shang Ke first widened his eyes, then gritted his teeth: I can really bear it, Lord Shenjun.
Yan Lu kissed his face and reassured: "It's hard work, my little mushroom."
Not hard, one, one, all, no!
Yan Lu was about to spend a little more time with him, but saw him suddenly pick up the iron wood mushroom from the corner of the bed and stuff it into his arms.
"Go and play with your mushrooms." Shang Ke neatly rolled over and got out of bed.
The more sane Yan, completely lost that kind of pitiful second breath.
"Small mushroom… "
"What?" Shang Ke glared at him fiercely.
Yan Lu held his big mushroom and looked at him pitifully: "Are you angry?"
Are you stupid again? Can you hear a sound before the next transformation
"... No, I'm not angry." Upon seeing his small eyes, Shang Ke compromised without principle.
"That's good." Yan Lu rested his head on the big mushroom and showed a happy smile.
Shang Ke finally realized a serious problem—Yan Lu was a fine point.