Night Breeze's gentle caress was so comfortable that Mu Changting felt his head getting heavier and heavier. He couldn't bear it anymore and slowly closed his eyes, and buried him on Xing Yusheng's shoulder with a "boom".
There was still a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and the warm breath of his breath was blowing on Xing Yusheng's neck.
Xing Yusheng closed his arms, remained silent for a while, and called out in a low voice: "Brother? Senior brother?"
"..." Naturally, no one responded.
Xing Yusheng supported Mu Changting's body that was sliding down, leaned over with a hook, hugged him horizontally in his arms, and flew down from the roof of the eaves.
He quietly avoided crowded places and found a relatively remote inn to stay in. At the end of the day, he rewarded Xiaoer with some broken silver and asked him not to reveal their whereabouts to anyone.
The town is under the Qingxin sect, and they have lived here for decades to know what clothes the high-level people on the mountain wear.
Closing the door for them graciously, Xiao Er smiled and said: "Yes, yes, the younger one knows, the Taoist priest is at ease, even if other Taoist priests come to ask, the young one will also say that he has not seen it."
Xing Yusheng nodded, closed the door, turned and walked to the bed.
Mu Changting looked peaceful and peaceful in his sleep, if it wasn't for his flushed face, and Xing Yusheng was so impressed by his drunken state just now, it was almost impossible to tell that he was already unconscious.
Xing Yusheng took out the jade flute, stroked it gently with his slender fingers, and his eyes gradually softened.
The candlelight flickered in the room, illuminating the black eyelashes of the person on the bed clearly. Xing Yusheng looked at it for a long time, then couldn't help but leaned down, and stretched out his hand to gently fiddle with the soft and slender eyelashes.
I have never looked at it carefully, but Mu Changting's eyelashes are actually very long and curled. When he rubbed his fingertips lightly, it seemed to scratch his heart.
The movement of his leaning over brought the two of them very close at the moment, and as their breaths intersected, the exciting ambiguity of the moment on the roof just now kept flashing in Xing Yusheng's mind.
He deliberately avoided Fu Xifeng. He had no intention of doing anything at all, but simply wanted to spend a little longer with this person in front of him. However, at this moment, Mu Changting was lying in his arms obediently, as if no matter what he did, he would There will be no disgust or nausea.
His gaze couldn't stop lingering on Mu Changting's soft lips, and even his breathing seemed a little hot.
The sound of the heartbeat was beating the eardrums, affecting the heart that had been throbbing for a long time. Xing Yusheng approached slowly, and the moment his lips were pressed together, he couldn't help breathing lightly.
It is certainly not honorable to do such a thing to a drunk person.
But now his mind is blank, he is acting on instinct, his tongue slides lightly between the man's closed lips, and he can't even hold his lips in his mouth and suck gently.
Mu Changting didn't seem to feel very comfortable in his sleep, so he let out a low "huh" and subconsciously stretched out a hand to push his chest in resistance.
Xing Yusheng was shaken all over, as if waking up from a dream, he retreated abruptly.
Mu Changting's lips were water-colored, and the color was more vivid after being sucked. He frowned slightly, and whispered: "Don't make trouble." He turned over and rubbed the pillow, and fell asleep again.
After waiting for a long time, Mu Changting remained silent, and Xing Yusheng's nervous heart finally fell to the ground.
He was like a thief who was frightened by the wind and grass, afraid that he would have nothing to hide in Mu Changting's eyes, so he wished that he could sleep longer, longer.
At that time, Lin saw how disgusting and shameless everything was imposed on him. Now, he can imagine how Mu Changting would show him if one day he knew that he had such strange thoughts about him. expression.
Xing Yusheng closed his eyes, repeatedly calming down his tumbling mood.
The next day, Mu Changting sat up from the bed, pressed his headache-ridden head and moaned in a low voice.
His eyes scanned the unfamiliar environment around him, but he couldn't recognize where it was, so he patted his head, feeling even more annoyed.
At this moment, the door creaked, and Xing Yusheng walked in with a bowl of hangover soup.
Seeing his eyes light up, Mu Changting quickly asked, "Junior brother, where is this place? Did I drink a drink last night?"
Xing Yusheng walked over, handed him the hangover soup, and said, "This is an inn. You were drunk last night. I can only take you to the inn first."
Mu Changting smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm too intemperate."
Burying his head into the soup bowl, he drank gulp.
When he finished drinking, Xing Yusheng took his empty bowl, glanced past his lips, and said unnaturally: "You sleep a little longer, I'll go out and look for Senior Brother Fu and the others, and I'll wake you up when I find it." .”
Mu Changting waved his hands, leaned over to put on his shoes, and said, "Don't sleep anymore, Master told me to take good care of my junior brother, I've left him to Ah Feng all night, it would be shameful not to show up again."
The two walked around the town, but they didn't see Fu Xifeng and Zhou Zhi. Mu Changting thought about it and decided to wait at the entrance of the village. The master forbids them to use sword control skills in the mortal world, so they must pass the village entrance when they return to the Qingxin sect, because only when they leave the village entrance can they control the sword.
For the current plan, we can only wait on the sidelines.
How did he know that as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, a bluffing figure pounced on him and shouted, "Big brother! Big brother! Why did you come here! We have been looking for you for a long time yesterday!"
Mu Changting took a closer look, isn't this the little junior he chased so hard last night
Mu Changting knocked him on the head hard, and said with a stern face on purpose: "I'm ashamed to say, you are too shameful, but now I remember the big brother! I chased you for a long time last night, and you didn't stop Pause!"
Zhou Zhi giggled and hugged his arm, flattering him: "Second senior brother has already told me about me, senior senior brother, please forgive me this time, I promise, I won't be an example!"
He held up three fingers, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was really good. Mu Changting laughed helplessly.
Fu Xifeng's face was covered with dark clouds when he saw Mu Changting and Xing Yusheng appearing together, and he said with a cold tone, "The third junior brother is also here, no wonder we found him in the town." It's been a long time, but I haven't found Eldest Brother, so it's a coincidence that he ran into you."
Xing Yusheng still had that expressionless iceberg face, and was indifferent to Fu Xifeng's words.
It was Mu Changting who picked up the conversation, and said with a smile: "Yes, I happened to meet him when I was looking for you, and it is also fate! Alas, I never thought that we spent most of our time last night looking for him. , might as well have agreed to concentrate here at the beginning, you say..."
Fu Xifeng glanced at him nonchalantly, and Mu Changting shut his mouth abruptly, feeling terrified at the sight of him.
"..." Did I say something wrong again
Because of Fu Xifeng's control, Zhou Zhi didn't enjoy himself this time.
In order to make the little guy happy, Mu Changting even took him for a walk around the town, bought all he wanted to eat, and took him home. Brother is the best!"
After shopping and shopping, the group of them finally flew back to the Qingxin School before the sun went down.
Fu Xifeng returned to the room with a gloomy face, sat at the table, poured a cup of tea and reached out to hold it, but didn't drink it, just sat there thinking about something.
A black demonic energy suddenly condensed in the corner of the room, followed by a man in a black robe and a golden mask appearing in his room out of thin air.
Fu Xifeng cast his sharp eyes on him, and said coldly, "What are you looking for me again?"
The man chuckled, and his voice was rough and hoarse through the mask: "I told you last time, karma and good luck, there is a red thread between them now, and it is a dead knot, which is hard to break in the past life, unless...you and I cooperate, we It will help you cut the red line and let you get the person you want."
Fu Xifeng didn't follow him at all, took a sip of tea, and said with a sneer, "You help me? Why should you help me when I can do it myself?"
The man laughed, as if he found it very amused: "Zizi is rampant, don't say that you are so low in cultivation now that you can't do anything at all, even if you improve in the future, so what, do you really believe that you can turn the world around with your own strength?"
Fu Xifeng said: "That's my business, you don't need to worry about it."
The man smiled and said, "I would like to ask, why don't you want to cooperate with me?"
Fu Xifeng raised his eyes to look at him, and said word by word: "Who are you? What are you planning? If you refuse to tell the truth, there is nothing to talk about between us."
The man smiled: "Even so, you will still come back to me."
His body was surrounded by black magic energy and disappeared instantly.
His determination was irritating, Fu Xifeng slammed the table hard, gritted his teeth and said, "Just watch!"
Time is always passing fast.
In the blink of an eye, the four of them had already stayed in Shouyang Palace for a full year, and their cultivation bases had improved greatly, which was completely different from the yellow-haired boy who had just entered the door at that time.
On this day, Xie Yingjun summoned them to the Library Pavilion, and selected some books for each of them, most of which were swordsmanship and secret arts combined with their own characteristics.
Xie Yingjun said to them: "You have achieved great success in swordsmanship, and you can rest assured as a teacher, so I decided to retreat for three months and break through the realm of transformation. I specially selected these books for you. I hope you can read them. During my absence, still concentrate on practicing, and don’t forget your original intention.”
He asked them a few words, if there is something important to report or if there is anything they don't understand, they can go to ask the precept elders, and seeing that they all answered, he turned and walked towards the direction of the ice room.
The master retreats, the happiest thing is the junior brother Zhou Zhi.
He bounced and ran out with the book in his hands, hoofing joyfully like a wild horse. Mu Changting laughed and scolded behind him: "Stop playing wild, come back, let's continue practicing swords!"
Zhou Zhi said loudly: "No, I need to rest for a while!"
Mu Changting threatened: "Come here quickly, and be careful that I will go over and deal with you!"
The two bickered back and forth, Xing Yusheng raised his long sword and began to practice, while Fu Xifeng leaned on the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion, looking at a towering pavilion not far away, narrowing his eyes slightly.