Suijian doesn't know much about these things because of his incomplete soul and rarely goes out to the outside world. He relies on instinct to understand and feel it. Yan Jin has been walking outside these years, but he understands it, but...
He still has an attitude of looking up to Sui Jian.
Dare not to delusion, dare not to blaspheme.
He closed the album and threw it aside. Seeing that Sui Jian's shoes were kicked aside, it was a little far away, so he picked up the person and put them back on the couch.
Sui Jian didn't refuse, wrapped his neck around his neck, and sat down on the bed obediently. However, as soon as he let go, he saw Yan Jin turn around to get the spiritual fruit.
The spirit fruit was placed in a translucent jade box. It was bright in color and looked very beautiful. However, according to Suijian's experience of eating countless spirit fruit over the years, he felt that this fruit tasted very beautiful. Certainly not so.
He reached out and held Yan Jin's hand, pulling him back with a slight force.
Yan Jin was completely unprepared for him, and did not resist his strength, and sat down on the bed again following his will: "What's the matter?"
Sui Jian didn't say a word, pushed him down on the bed, stood up and leaned over, one leg was half bent by Yan Jin's side, one hand was placed beside Yan Jin's head, the fingers of the other hand were slightly bent, pinching Yan Jin's chin lifted slightly.
Then he sold the two fluffy little monsters without hesitation: "The rabbit and the squirrel said, I am the fox demon of the calamity, and you are the monarch who indulges in the gentle township - like?"
He looked down with a smile, his loose clothes were slightly spread out, revealing his delicate collarbone, his long hair like a waterfall was originally tied with a brocade, but it was rubbed against him on the soft couch, and it had long since loosened and fell. At this time, the long hair fell from his thin shoulders, and a long strand fell on Yan Jin's cheek.
Yan Jin felt that his heart would stop beating at this moment.
He tilted his head with difficulty, trying to look away from Sui Jian's fair neck, but Sui Jian pinched his chin and forbid him to move, he had no choice but to close his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "It's not like that. "
He is no longer the ignorant child he used to be. Time has pulled him into a strong man. The original love for each other, as early as this day and night, has silently changed in quality.
But Suijian has always been a high-ranking, fairy-like figure in his mind. He painfully suppressed his emotions and did not dare to reveal the slightest, lest he would blaspheme his sweetheart.
Sui Jian didn't think about it so much, he heard the word "don't want", frowned slightly, and thought for a moment.
Then, imitating a certain picture in the album, he leaned over and bit Yan Jin's lips.
He didn't use too much force, just a light bite, it didn't hurt at all, only a warm and soft numbness that instantly swept across Yan Jin's body.
As soon as his lips touched, Sui Jian stood up a little, tilted his head and asked, "Now, does it look like it?"
A huge storm brewed in Yan Jin's red eyes in an instant. He looked at Suijian closely, as if he was going to be involved in the storm. After breathing for a while, Yan Jin suddenly reached out and clasped the soft and thin waist, turned over, and the postures of the two turned around.
Sui Jian felt that the world was spinning, and he subconsciously raised his hand to wrap his body around the neck of the person on his body. The next moment, softness and warmth came over, and the hot breath passed over. respond to each other.
However, Yan Jin is a typical one who is shy when he makes a move. As soon as Suijian responded to him, he immediately came back to his senses. Is to turn around and grab the door!
It was the first time Suijian saw Yan Jin in such a hurry. When Yan Jin disappeared, he licked his lips and suddenly felt very interesting.
Suijian confiscated all the albums of the two plushs. The two plushs dared not speak out. They handed over the inventory aggrievedly. Holding their heads high and pretending not to feel heartache at all, it is their supreme glory to contribute to the new year.
The two fluffy were so timid, Yan Jin was also cowardly, he didn't dare to stop him, he could only look at Sui Jian with a complicated expression.
Sure enough, the album opened up a new world for Suijian. Although Suijian has lost his memory and cultivation, his temperament to try new things has not changed. There is no one else here. If Suijian has any new ideas, he can only catch Yan Jin to experiment.
For a long time, Yan Jin lived in dire straits, sweet and painful.
Occasionally he couldn't hold back the secret thoughts in his heart, but as soon as he looked up and saw Suijian Junxiu's face, he would immediately die.
You can't.
Suijian is so good, how can he blaspheme the gods
He was hesitating and struggling, but the immortals didn't care, and acted purely out of interest, very free and easy, and vaguely looked like a teenager.
Yan Jin felt that he was going crazy.
But what really drove him crazy was one night.
Suijian took advantage of him to go out to fetch the elixir, combined two fluffy ones, buried a few jars of spirit wine in the yard, dug it out, and drank it to the fullest.
The two fluffy consciously got into trouble, felt Yan Jin's breath from afar, and slipped away as if running away. The half-drunk Sui Jian was left in the yard, with three jars of wine in front of them - one of which was dumped. , apparently had been drunk.
"This jar is delicious..." Seeing that Yan Jin was back, Sui Jian poked the empty jar with a guilty conscience, and decided to preemptively: "I wanted to save some for you, but I can't blame it, it was the wine that made the first move. , it poured itself into my glass, who can stand it..."
Due to the drunkenness, Sui Jian's eyes shimmered dimly, and the color of his lips was stained with wine, with a bit of moisture, which was particularly attractive. He staggered to his feet and took two steps, shaky.
Yan Jin couldn't care less and took two steps forward to take him into his arms.
Sui Jian grabbed his waist and buried his head in his chest. He also knew that he drank too much on a whim. Afraid of Yan Jin's rebuke, he tactfully changed the subject: "I'm drunk, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep..."
When he just drank, he didn't realize it, but when he stood up and blew the cool wind, Sui Jian suddenly felt drunk, making him feel hot all over, and his mind was not very clear. He hugged Yan Jin and refused to let go: "Take me in. ."
The next thing is probably a matter of course, and the fire is dry. In this situation, if you endure it, Yan Jin will probably die in place before Suijian.
One is seducing unconsciously.
A person hides a long-suppressed love.
Once the desires that have been deposited for a long time come up, it is overwhelming and uncontrollable, and Suijian has no defense against him at all. No matter what Yan Jin does, he accepts it, just holding Yan Jin and humming in confusion.
Yan Jin's eyes flashed with a mad lustre, struggling to maintain a sense of sobriety, restraining himself not to be too impulsive and hurt the person in his arms, no matter how much, he couldn't think about it.
Suijian was as soft as a snow-white cat, letting Yan Jin rub it into a round shape, his fair skin was filled with an intoxicating blush. Feeling that the body is in the clouds, erratic, only the person on the body is real and reliable.
When he was emotional, he was awake for a moment, and suddenly raised his head slightly. In the extreme joy, he leaned into Yan Jin's ear and said in a trembling voice, "A Jin, I like you..."
Yan Jin couldn't take it any longer, hugged him, and threw away his weapons and guns.
…
There was a clatter, like the sound of breaking water.
Shen Zhixian forcibly escaped from the memory illusion, his face flushed. I don't know when, Yan Jin had already hugged him and got up, and the two of them sat on the soft couch in a particularly intimate posture and hugged each other.
Shen Zhixian angrily bumped his forehead against Yan Jin, with a lot of strength. After the bump, he felt a pain in his forehead: "You are uneasy and kind."
Yan Jin hummed, but did not refute.
He couldn't refuse Shen Zhixian's request, but he also knew that Shen Zhixian was thin-skinned, and seeing these memories, he must be unable to help himself from the illusion.
Shen Zhixian was standing in front of him now, smart and full of life, and he didn't want to let Shen Zhixian know about the difficulties that followed.
His new year is so good, he shouldn't suffer so much.
However, Shen Zhixian did not allow Yan Jin to change the subject, and he did not forcefully enter Yan Jin's memory illusion. He only tilted his head slightly and guessed: "I still can't hold it anymore, right?"
After all, there is no support from bones, a body of nothingness fabricated by spiritual power alone. It can last for a while, but not for a lifetime. In his last life, he probably couldn’t hold it anymore and was about to dissipate, so Yan Jin thought of another way. Let him be reborn.
Yan Jin said in a low voice, "The soul tracing grass has matured. In addition to its function of cultivating the soul and strengthening the soul, it can also trace back time..."
He, Si Fei, Monk Bald, three people, at the cost of their lives, reversed the time gear of the entire world, and traced everything back to the moment when the error had not fully occurred.
The hardships involved are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, but there is no need to mention it with Shen Zhixian.
Yan Jin didn't say it, Shen Zhixian could actually guess one or two, his heart was sour, and the shame he had just forgotten had long since been forgotten, he stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Jin, leaned over and kissed the corner of Yan Jin's lips lightly: "It's all over. ...it's alright, we're all fine."
He thought for a while, and then asked: "What's going on now? There is only one stalk of the soul-seeking grass. It's a small grass bud. Then why did I see another one in the city of undead a few days ago..."
"The soul-traveling grass gave birth to a soul when it matured in a previous life, and I don't know what chance it has to be able to be reborn with us. That one in the city of undead is probably it..." Yan Jin rarely said such a long sentence. He pondered for a moment and gave a vague statement: "It's one of its souls."
Shen Zhixian was stunned, gave a soft sigh, and said with a smile: "So it is. No wonder the grass sprouts are so sticky to you, so you raised it... Then how did you come here? Are you on the mountain? You woke up yesterday. I can't find you."
Yan Jin shook his head: "I'm just an illusion here, probably because of a contract or something, so I can project from the wasteland."
This is the new function of the contract that he just discovered. He is still in the wasteland now, and he has not been able to escape for the time being, but he is always thinking of Shen Zhixian in his heart.
Probably because the thoughts and obsessions were too strong, the contract kept getting hot to the point of scalding, and then he mastered this secret technique without a teacher, allowing himself to project onto Shen Zhixian, and even get in touch with Shen Zhixian.
However, the effect of this secret technique is very short, and it can only last for a short period of time at night. When the light of the sun shines through, this secret technique will dissipate.
Shen Zhixian raised his hand, pinched Yan Jin's cheek, and exclaimed, "This contract is really powerful, and A Jin's illusion is very real."
He was about to ask how this secret technique was performed, so that he could also project to Yan Jin's place to see it, but before he could say the words, he felt the restrictions set outside tremble wildly - someone broke through the Banned.
"Senior nephew—Xiao Shen—ah, are you back—"
The fourth elder had just returned to Qingyunzong when he heard that Shen Zhixian had left the quarantine and his heart disease had recovered. He was shocked and couldn't wait until tomorrow morning, so he hurriedly avoided people and came to Wufeng.
He came quietly, and he didn't let the younger disciples go up the mountain alone. He was thinking about looking for Shen Zhixian for confirmation, and he was so eager that he couldn't even wait to say hello, so he directly broke into Shen Zhixian's restraint.
Then he was dumbfounded.
Shen Zhixian was sitting on Yan Jin's lap, leaning on his side. The two heads were very close together, Yan Jin's hand was around Shen Zhixian's waist, and Shen Zhixian's hand was around Yan Jin's neck, the two seemed very close.
The fourth elder felt that he was petrifying every inch, and as soon as the wind blew, he would be blown away.
He took a step back stiffly, forcing his composure: "Nephew, apprentice, good evening. You guys are busy, I'll go first..."
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