After a full circle in the market, Tianshui Zhenren, who finally no longer had to be restricted by the sea of knowledge, did not have the burden of the first person of Weiyangzong. Snack toys, and finally returned to the inn satisfied.
The time limit was imminent, and the master and apprentice did not stay at the foot of the mountain for too long before embarking on the journey to the Tianmen Conference.
Gu Zaishui put Nascent Soul in his arms and carried it close to him. He sighed in the mana breath on his body every day. After calculating that it was dark in the sea of knowledge, he took the spiritual consciousness back with the Slaying Demon Pill, and hugged him in darkness. The dazed little guy slept until dawn.
The mind is accessible, and the cultivation base is naturally stable. Day after day, Tianshui Zhenren is not only good at strength, but also has a much more solid soul than before.
Just still can't change clothes.
He has also tried all the exercises in the book. Recently, he even built a tree lantern for the little guy in the sea of knowledge, and successfully made the inner demon of steamed meat and crab stuffed with orange mapo tofu, but only in this one. The most important thing is nothing.
The ignorant and ignorant Peak Master Chunjun fell into deep self-doubt. Every day when it is not dark, he does not go home, secretly leaves the sea of consciousness before dawn, and does not turn on the lamp. He leaves early in the morning and returns late at night, so that Lu Deng, who has cultivated a regular routine in the sea of consciousness, can hardly meet him.
This kind of day lasted for the whole way, until it was settled at the Tianmen Conference, a welcome drink poured everyone upside down, and finally broke the law that Tianshui real people were almost unbreakable.
This time, the Tianmen Conference was held in the world of Jiutian, hosted by the Drunk Immortal Sect. The custom of entertaining guests was countless wine jars.
After entering the village and following the custom, a welcome banquet came down, and most of the peak masters and sect masters of the Daqian World Sect were drunk under the table.
Gu Zaishui was thinking about the little Nascent Soul at home. He drank half of it and spilled half of it with his unsteady hand. He barely recognized people, but he couldn't stand the power of Jiuxian Brew. After leaving the table with fake drunk, the apprentice helped him back, only to feel dizzy, fell on the couch to screen everyone away, and let go of the Chunjun barrier.
Drunken Immortal Brew is brewed with spiritual qi into water, and I don’t know how many elixir herbs are added, which is of great benefit to the cultivation base.
Worried that he was drunk and rude in front of the little guy, Gu Zaishui didn't intend to go back, he just wanted to ask the rattle spirit to help him with a message. However, after lying down for a while, his drunkenness became more and more turbulent. He pulled the medicine bag and skillfully poured out a few demon-killing pills as peanuts to eat. His soul transformed into the sea of consciousness, and drifted back home with a drowsy smell of fragrant wine.
The sky in the sea of knowledge has darkened.
Life with only one pair of trousers was extremely difficult, and his lover would not go home until he fell asleep, so Lu Deng had to develop the habit of resting early. The genius cleaned up and lay down on the couch after getting dark. Hearing the rattle jumping over to spread the word, he couldn't fall asleep again.
Gu was unhappy beside the water to serve others, and was drunk again, so it must be uncomfortable to fall asleep so hastily.
He has nothing to do in the sea of consciousness...
Lu Deng rolled over and sat up, unable to bear the thought of going out to take a look.
Now that he has no body, he doesn't know how far Gu Jai has prepared on the other side of the water. The energy consumed by the heart demon's rash transformation is too great. The last time he took a risk out, if Gu Zaishui hadn't taken ten nourishing pills in a row, maybe his power had regressed to that of a teenager again, and he would have to practice for a few more days. to make up.
The medicinal power that he has saved must be prepared for emergencies. In order not to put too much pressure on his lover, Lu Deng has not gone out for a long time.
These days, it’s rare to see each other well when leaving early and returning late. Every time I fall asleep, my lover comes back, and when I wake up, there is no one around. Although there were quite a few scoundrels who had become refined, Lu Deng couldn't help but want to go out and take a good look at him.
These days, the system has been collecting useless soul power for him, and it is probably enough to support him to go out once.
After thinking for a while and making up his mind, Lu Deng explained to the system and was about to get up when he heard a loud rattle outside the boat.
Lu Deng was slightly surprised, he got out of the cabin and looked towards the sky.
I don't know if it was because I suddenly learned to change clothes today, and the real Tianshui, who had said that he would not come when drunk, finally put on a wide robe and wide sleeves of pure ink. In the fiery red twilight, he happily rushed over to the river.
The sword couldn't walk straight, it stumbled and swayed up and down in the air, and the mellow aroma of wine was faintly released from the sea of knowledge.
Lu Deng couldn't help chuckling in surprise for a long while, for fear that his lover would fall off after flying, so he jumped onto the swing to meet him. Unexpectedly, when Gu Zaishui saw him, he even abandoned his sword behind him, with a point on his toes, his body rose and fell straight down towards him.
It is rare for the peak master of Chunjun Peak, who has always been aloof, to be so dashing and comfortable. The unfolded sleeves of his robes fluttered in the evening wind, dyed a little red in the sunset, which made people's eyes feel hot.
Lu Deng had looked at him many times, but he still couldn't help but feel good-looking every time. He raised his brows and was about to hug him, but Gu Zaishui stretched his arms into his arms, wrapped them tightly around his chest, shoulders, and arms, and kissed him with a loud laugh.
The two of them didn't have any help, and they fell straight down.
Lu Deng hurriedly wanted to adjust his direction, but after all, he was holding him tightly, so he couldn't move, and his mouth couldn't open, so he could only take a light bite on his lips.
Gu Zai was still agile enough when he was drunk, his arms were firmly around him, Xuan Lang's brows were rare and unrestrained, his body turned upside down, and he held him firmly in front of him.
Splashes everywhere.
The cool water splashed in all directions, completely soaking the clothes of both of them.
A few small windmills were naturally afraid of getting wet, so they ran away, and the setting sun was dyed red like blood, reflected on the river, and completely disturbed by the turbulent ripples.
Gu Zaishui hugged him firmly, half lying still in the water. Lu Deng was worried in his heart, and turned his face around, only to see the sparkling comfort in those dark pupils that were slightly slack due to drunkenness.
"Xinghe..."
Meeting the demon's black and clear eyes, Gu Zaishui narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to caress his cheek, and pulled in a kiss: "This is my sea of knowledge, no one cares about us, we can do anything... "
With his chest against his chest, Lu Deng raised his head, and he could almost hear his lover's quick breathing.
The sun was about to set, and the cloudy sky, which was scorching red just now, was wrapped in a dreamlike blue-purple.
In the courtyard at the foot of the mountain, the colorful windmills are running happily, the bamboo horses are chasing after them with candied fruit in their mouths, the silk children are holding the bamboo cats and don’t let go, and the slingshots are filled with sugar beans, which are fed to the little ones flying in the sky. Kite.
Gu Zaishui always couldn't learn to change his clothes, but he worked hard for him to make up a dream home that he could do whatever he wanted.
Lu Deng couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and he completely relaxed. He leaned over and took a handful of water, and splashed it directly on the indifferent and daunting face of the dignified Chunjun Peak.
Gu Zaisui:…
Brother nonsense.
The brother said that there will be a kiss at this time.
Not knowing what a good opportunity he had missed, Tianshui Zhenren pulled his senior brother into the blacklist, rolled up his sleeves reluctantly, and fought a water fight with his own little devil.
The two of them had no real childhood to speak of since they were young, and they had never experienced such a childish game. A water battle was fought with sincerity, and it took a long time to finally stop. Lu Deng was hugged into his arms by Gu Zai Shui, and the two of them plunged into the river, splashing a lively splash of water.
The sky was already completely dark, the sun covered his face and hid at the foot of the mountain, only a small crescent moon, who was not afraid to watch the fun, was still hanging in the night, blinking excitedly with the stars in the sky.
Lu Deng had a great time playing, his face was red with excitement, panting lightly, lying on Zong Xianzun's chest, his back was tightly bound by strong arms, and he was protected from the gravel riverside. There was a sparkle in his eyes as he touched it.
Gu Zaishui looked at him with a smile, his drunkenness was agitated by the cold river water, but the more he soaked it, his whole body became hot and soft. His chest seemed to be swelled up by some kind of emotion, and it fell on the crystal water droplets rolling down between the eyebrows of the young heart demon, and he couldn't help raising his hand to touch it.
Lu Deng raised his head and obediently allowed him to wipe off the water marks on his face, his eyebrows curved up, and a bright starlight fell into his clear black eyes.
Gu Zaishui gently caressed the water marks on his face. He wanted to wipe his wet hair and clothes again, but found that his clothes were also soaked. Into the arms: "Xinghe..."
"Um?"
Knowing that the sea is not cold, Qin only feels cool and comfortable in the water. It was rare for Lu Deng to let go of his playfulness like this. He was also a little tired at this time. He narrowed his eyes and responded in his arms. He raised his hand to touch the black pupils: "Are you sober?"
"I'm almost sober, people haven't..."
Gu Zaishui clenched his arms tightly, using the spirit of alcohol to strengthen his courage, he looked down at him, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "What should I do?"
"Then let's sleep together."
Lu Deng blinked his eyes, raised his head, yawned lightly, and raised his hand to take off his drenched shirt for him: "The clothes are all wet, so just hang them outside, and the sun will dry..."
Anyway, the lover who has been single for 200 years is also terribly pure this time. Apart from chatting under a quilt, it is estimated that he can't think of any more creative activities.
Or the sequelae of the last fifty-five days.
Lu Deng originally thought that as long as the two of them could be together, it would be good to just sleep. In addition to the accidental failure last time, he would not let go of anything else easily. He only thought about falling in love in a proper way and helping the protagonist finish the plot. Hand in hand, I went back to see my brother.
Yawning and helping Gu Zaishui to take off his soaked clothes, the new-born demon mindlessly wrung out the water on his body and wiped the water on his body, one by one, drying it outside, holding his lover's hand on the boat and laying down.
Also specially covered with a quilt.
Gu Zaisui:…
Able peak master is also nonsense.
The peak master of Ganjiang Feng said that there will be hugs at this time.
Both of their clothes were wet from the outside to the inside, and they had to be dried before they could be worn. Gu Zaishui was tightly stuffed into the quilt by his own demons on the grounds that he was drunk. He watched the delicate figure, a little bee, busy drying clothes back and forth. Finally, he blew the light and lifted the quilt to bed. The master was also pulled into the blacklist.
The light in the cabin was pitch black, and Gu Zaishui could only vaguely see a shadow approaching the bed, and finally realized how unpretentious and unpretentious his usual sneaky behavior was in the eyes of the demon.
Peak Master Chunjun was even more bitter in his heart. He was in a trance, the quilt had been gently lifted, and his icy cold body slid lightly into his arms.
Gu Zaisui's heart skipped a beat, and he was completely awake. He quickly stretched out his arms to hug the person, and put his hands and feet into his arms: "It's all cold... Is it cold? I can't make fun of you next time..."
"I'm not cold, I'm a soul, I'm cold in the first place."
Lu Deng raised his eyebrows and looked up at him, then put his cheek against his neck, skillfully found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes without any distractions.
The two of them were so close to their chests that they could almost feel the faint air flow when their eyelashes were closed.
Gu Zaishui closed his heartbeat, gently rubbed the nose of the new demon, took a deep breath and said softly, "There is a poem - I have never taught you..."
Tonight is just right for Xingyue, the drunkenness was originally half-drunk, and the two of them were enjoying themselves on the boat.
Tianshui Zhenren, who fell in love for the first time in his 200s, was so cramped that his hands were almost hot, and his half-wet hair was already steaming dry for a while. Stumbling and stumbling about to speak, the inner demon, who has no learning spirit at all, raised his head slightly, accurately pinpointed his lips in the darkness and kissed him, speaking with a slurred snort: "It's so late, I'll teach you tomorrow..."
The voice of the inner demon was originally clear and clean, like a gurgling water, so opening it with a nasal sound, it is like adding soft and fine sand in the clear mountain spring, lingering and coiling between the fingers, so soft and waxy that if you are not careful, the whole thing will disappear. fall down.
Gu Zaishui was stunned when he heard it, and he couldn't say what he had prepared. He opened his mouth and was about to regroup, but the small head of the young inner demon had already landed on his neck, his breath was light and long, and he fell asleep like this.
Gu Zaisui:…
The whole sect is bullshit.
Peak Master Chunjun, who had all failed in the strategy, was full of disappointment. He didn't realize that the whole thing was actually caused by his own inadvertent mistakes. He bit the quilt and hugged the person in his arms, and sighed with regret. , swallowed all the prepared words, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
A night without dreams.
The power of alcohol stimulates the medicinal properties, and this time the Demon Slaying Pill is particularly effective.
When Lu Deng woke up in the morning light, he was empty. The young demon, who was accustomed to the rush of his lover, was not surprised. He stretched out his waist and wrapped the quilt. The full set of Tianshui Zhenren's clothes couldn't help but start stunned.
…
Obviously, Gu Zaishui left because the medicine was not strong enough and was dragged out of the sea of consciousness in his sleep.
A lover who has been drinking can change clothes, and it is estimated that the potential that has not been stimulated has not been stimulated.
Lu Deng weighed the dried clothes in his arms, thinking about the appearance of the dignified Chunjun Peak when he returned to the Sea of Consciousness next time, and felt that if he did not go out, he would probably never see his lover again in this life.
So Lu Deng decided to go out.
The system failed to turn on the lights last time, and was full of worries about whether the target person this time would be lacking in some functions. This time, he was particularly positive. He had already prepared the energy he needed and grabbed a candied fruit essence. Waving the flag for the host.
Lu Deng was dumbfounded, thanked the system and closed his eyes. In the blink of an eye, he was out of the sea of consciousness, and gradually appeared in the world.
Gu Zaishui fell on the couch without taking off his clothes, and fell asleep with drunkenness.
Immortal cultivators have already washed their tendons, cut marrow, and purify their bodies. Even if they are so drowsy and drunk, they are not so embarrassed.
Lu Deng had never seen his lover drunk in such a peaceful situation. He couldn't help being curious, and he quietly approached to take a closer look. The outsider's cold face was blurred by the drunkenness, and he fell asleep ignorantly. It was surprisingly quiet and gentle.
Inexplicably attracted people's heart also followed lightly.
Lu Deng couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and touched his face with his hand. Seeing that there was a faint fever, he conveniently found a handkerchief to soak his face in water, made the bed, took off his boots and moved to the bed, covered his chest with the quilt, and brewed a pot of fragrant tea.
Seeing that the mess in the room had been neatly cleaned up, Lu Deng was about to take off his coat for him so that he could sleep comfortably, but was startled by the things exposed between his collars.
It was clearly him.
Nascent Soul was originally made by Gu Zaishui according to his image. Gu Zaishui wanted to make it perfect. He kept carving it in his hand, and he did not hesitate to infiltrate it with his own spiritual power. Every detail was lifelike. As long as the soul enters, it can be transformed smoothly.
Guessing how much thought his lover spent on this, Lu Deng pursed the corners of his lips, and his heart quietly warmed.
Even though Gu Zaishui fell asleep while drunk, he still protected the Nascent Soul in his chest well, for fear that he would be crushed by half a point. Lu Deng held his breath and touched the Nascent Soul. He wanted to take it and put it aside for a while, but he was suddenly pulled by a strong suction force. Added a heavy weight.
The room was dark and the sun was still rising.
The spirit was awake from his sleep, but his body was still faintly heavy after being drunk. Gu Zaishui woke up from his sound sleep, only to realize that he had returned to this world. When he touched his chest and saw that Yuan Ying was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Inner demons are not in the sea of consciousness.
It was rare for him to feel so empty in his heart. The last time he was a freshman, the young demon sneaked out to kiss him—but at that time, after all, he was holding people in his arms. Although the sea of consciousness was empty, his heart was not flustered. This time, it was clear that there was no one in his heart, but he was neatly packed and laid down on the couch, obviously being taken care of personally.
But the devil is not there.
Gu Zaishui became more and more uneasy, he mentioned it in one breath, jumped up and hurriedly searched around, the aroma of tea on the table curled up, and the bed was neat and tidy, but he couldn't find the shadow of the demon.
"Xinghe-Xinghe!"
Gu Zaishui's voice was hoarse, and he shouted anxiously into the air twice. He picked up the Demon Slaying Pill and grabbed a handful. He was about to delve into the sea of consciousness to see what happened, but the consciousness was suddenly pulled by a familiar soft force.
A strong premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, Gu Zaishui couldn't help holding his breath, and stood stunned.
The morning bell rang for a long time, and with the last bell, the sun jumped on the branches, and fell on Yuan Ying's closed eyes through the window paper.