Tang Hui smiled and said, "Why does President Zhao keep the young master of the God Sect in his own home?" He winked at Zhao Feihong ambiguously.
Zhao Feihong said calmly: "Meng Zhe is determined to repent and worship Zhao as his teacher. From then on, he will make a clean break with the Demon Sect."
You Mengzhe: "..."
You Mengzhe thought about your sister's severance, if I knew that when I rode you last night, I would have severed your words by the way...
Tang Hui smiled regretfully: "I'm afraid that Yuheng Mountain will not be kind."
You Mengzhe thought, yes, yes, wait until my father finds you.
Zhao Feihong said with a smile: "The grievances of the past will be resolved sooner or later, so don't bother Young Master Tang."
"Oh—" Tang Hui seemed to know something inside the gossip, and nodded thoughtfully.
"But having said that, hehehe." Tang Hui raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of jokes: "The young master of the Demon Cult has worshiped our leader Zhao as his teacher. I'm afraid that if my colleagues hear about it, there will be discussions in private."
Zhao Feihong said casually: "The news has been revealed today."
You Mengzhe frowned slightly, no wonder, the wave of people who came to pay New Year's greetings in the morning would go out and talk? Only Zhao Feihong said again: "Since I have done it well, I am naturally not afraid of other people discussing it in private."
Tang Hui shook his fan and said with a smile: "Hero Zhao is upright and upright, so he is not afraid of what others say. My father respects the leader most."
Zhao Feihong hurriedly gave way, the two were relatively silent for a moment, You Mengzhe thought in his heart that since he did what he did, he was not afraid of people's comments, so what happened last night? This is really standing up and talking without pain in the back. Don't be afraid to talk about it because others don't know it. If you are really not afraid, even this matter can be exposed.
After a long while without words, Tang Hui couldn't sit still anymore, put away his fan, got up and said goodbye, Zhao Feihong sent him outside the door, Tang Hui said again: "By the way, I heard that Yuheng Mountain is already looking for him?"
Zhao Feihong said: "The notice was posted a month ago."
Tang Hui said: "It is said that he possesses a kind of cultivation method called Zhuanyang Zhenjue..."
Zhao Feihong said: "It is true."
Tang Hui opened his eyes wide and said, "Really?"
Zhao Feihong said calmly: "In a few days, Zhao is going to take him to Beijing, please let my brother get rid of his vicious kung fu."
Tang Hui nodded slowly, and said with a smile: "Daxia Zhang is proficient in tapping acupuncture points and cutting off the veins, and washing the marrow in the Book of Changes. It must be excellent. Leader, let me take my leave."
Tang Hui left, and Zhao Feihong thanked the guests behind closed doors.
"Is this the rest?" You Mengzhe asked.
Zhao Feihong said: "Don't you dislike having guests?"
You Mengzhe said: "How do you know?"
You Mengzhe really felt that today's guests were a bit annoying, they came one after another, Zhao Feihong could actually notice it.
"When will that chicken be eaten?" You Mengzhe couldn't bear it any longer. He pointed to the dazed capon that was tethered and cooing in the yard. It was given by a neighbor a few days ago. kill.
Zhao Feihong smiled and said, "Go and boil some hot water."
You Mengzhe yelled loudly, finally at night he was able to beat his teeth, and turned around to boil water in the kitchen.
Zhao Feihong cut the chicken's neck to bleed, scald, and ripped the chest. You Mengzhe stared blankly at the side, neither of them spoke. Zhao Feihong.
Of course, Zhao Feihong's hands are full of feathers and blood, and he can't rub around. How could he feel this way
You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong intently, his side face was shrouded in a layer of warm light, his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, were masculine, but elegant and modest, without the slightest domineering aura, let alone You Gutian's repulsive attitude Outside, or the cold arrogance that controls everything in the palm of your hand.
If You Gutian came to him and started a fight with Zhao Feihong, You Mengzhe would be a little scared.
But Zhao Feihong has practiced both and has made progress in martial arts. You Gutian might not be able to win the fight... You Mengzhe was in a state of turmoil. He felt uncomfortable even if he lost.
"Hey, let's discuss it." You Mengzhe said.
"What?" Zhao Feihong didn't take it seriously, and asked as he buried himself in the chicken.
You Mengzhe: "Stop fighting with my father."
Zhao Feihong said: "I should have fought with him sixteen years ago, this matter is not allowed to be discussed again, no matter how much I spoil you, this matter cannot go along with you."
You Mengzhe said: "You dote on me!"
Zhao Feihong said: "I don't know how many people in the world want to worship me as a teacher, don't you know?"
Although You Mengzhe didn't see it with his own eyes, but thinking of Yu Wenhong who said "follow him, he is a good man", plus the fact that Zhao Feihong has learned a lot from his words and deeds these days, I have to admit in my heart that this is indeed the case of.
He was tormented enough by chopping wood and practicing martial arts before, but after getting to know Zhao Feihong, he found that Zhao Feihong was not so strict. Although he still urged him every day, he was always caring about him in his heart.
You Mengzhe said: "Anyway, you are doing it for my mother."
Zhao Feihong: "When did I say it was for Qing'er?"
You Mengzhe said: "Then who are you for?"
Zhao Feihong said casually, "For you."
All of a sudden, You Mengzhe's heart was faintly shaken by some feelings that were ready to come out.
Zhao Feihong got up to wash his hands, You Mengzhe kept looking at his back, tall and majestic, full of security, full of a feeling of trust that was almost frugal and sincere.
"My master led the Zhengdao Alliance to Mount Yuheng sixteen years ago." Zhao Feihong said, "I have been looking for you for a long time."
You Mengzhe said: "So I'm here, anyway, you also gave me sex, we two love each other and I wish..."
Zhao Feihong roared angrily: "What did I say! Don't mention this matter again! Go to the corner and face the wall!"
You Mengzhe got up expressionlessly, dawdled over, stood at the base of the wall, and asked, "When will we eat?"
Zhao Feihong's lungs were also exploded by this apprentice, his face was livid, and he stopped talking to You Mengzhe.
You Mengzhe turned to face the wall, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Zhao Feihong got up again and beat him with a bamboo pole, angrily said: "Stand up straight!"
You Mengzhe trembled and straightened his back quickly. Zhao Feihong went back to continue killing chickens. You Mengzhe secretly looked at his face, and saw that Zhao Feihong was not happy or angry, but his eyebrows were furrowed.
At this time, You Mengzhe couldn't help but swallowed, as if something caught in his heart.
That feeling is very strange, as if something is far away in the sky, but it is close at hand, it seems to be full of endless joy, but accompanied by the sadness that will never be obtained, the pure yang qi rushes in the body, with a warmth...
There was a scent coming from the kitchen, Zhao Feihong didn't care about You Mengzhe, he was busy in front of the stove for a long time, until at dusk, he fried a plate of bacon and winter bamboo shoots, steamed a tender yellow chicken, stewed a tofu, went out to the front of the porch, and said: "Have a meal."
"Meng Zhe?" Zhao Feihong frowned slightly.
"Meng Zhe!" Zhao Feihong's expression changed, and he strode forward, seeing You Mengzhe lying on his side on the ground, breathing hot, and vomited a small pool of blood, which was already frozen.
As soon as Zhao Feihong touched You Mengzhe's forehead, he knew that he was insane. You Mengzhe got Zhao Feihong's true energy last night, and he didn't adjust his internal energy according to the exercises. Zhao Feihong actually forgot about it. The three strands of zhenqi collided with each other, and even split his tendons, making his whole body hot and unable to move.
Zhao Feihong hurriedly carried You Mengzhe into the room, put him on the bed, pressed his shoulders, and poured in real qi to help him adjust his qi. However, Zhao Feihong's internal energy was extremely domineering, and the three internal forces suppressed the Yang-transforming Kung Fu in You Mengzhe's body, and even more so. Incompatible with each other, it was as if three forces had treated his body as a battlefield, fiercely clashing and fighting.
Zhao Feihong tried a few times but couldn't hold it down. After a while, You Mengzhe spat out a mouthful of blood and his eyes turned red.
It was not discovered in time that You Mengzhe had been in a mad state for a long time, and if he couldn't hold back his true energy, he would definitely be paralyzed. Zhao Feihong secretly thought that he couldn't do it, he had to let him absorb the yang transfer technique in his body, and then adjust his breath.
Zhao Feihong hugged You Mengzhe, heaved a sigh of relief after a while, took off his robe, pulled the quilt over the two of them, untied his belt, hugged him from behind in front of him, and took the bedside ointment.
For a while, the two were hugging naked in the quilt, Zhao Feihong closed his eyes, and slowly pushed in from behind.
You Mengzhe groaned, sweating profusely, one hand was slightly convulsively grasping and clasping, and was held by Zhao Feihong's big hand, the palms of each other were pressed together, rubbing lightly, and then interlocking fingers.
"Ah! Master!" There was a hint of crying in You Mengzhe's shout.
Zhao Feihong choked for breath, didn't say anything more, hugged him tightly, and started to charge from behind.
The chaotic qi in the body gradually loosened as Zhao Feihong pushed in, a hot current rose from the dantian, You Mengzhe couldn't help shaking, the rotating zhenqi ball was like a vast nebula, and the zhenqi rushing into the meridians was swept back into the sea of qi middle.
You Mengzhe swallowed his saliva, and when Zhao Feihong pushed in deeply again, he regained his sanity and groaned vaguely. He turned his head sideways and wrapped his arms around Zhao Feihong's neck.
Zhao Feihong hesitated for a moment, but when You Mengzhe's lips came up, he didn't turn his head away, but kissed him.
Every time you hit the center of the heart, You Mengzhe's breathing trembled. Zhao Feihong stared at his handsome profile, turned over and pressed him under his body. His naked back, toned buttocks and thighs were covered with sweat, lying naked On top of him, clasping his fingers, thrusting hard one after another.
You Mengzhe's joyful and subtle voice came intermittently from the pillow. Zhao Feihong concentrated on kissing his ears, pressed the bridge of his nose against his side face, and stroked it gently.
After a long time, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
In the dark, You Mengzhe was very satisfied, and said hypocritically: "Yes... I'm sorry, Master, I made you fail again..."
Zhao Feihong said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's my teacher's fault, let's eat."
You Mengzhe turned sideways, just for a moment, his heart was shaken. He casually wiped the puddle of greasy semen on the quilt, Zhao Feihong had already put on his robe and went out.
The food in the hall was cold, and You Mengzhe was planning for Zhao Feihong to say something, or to have a sad face of "my fate is up to me", but Zhao Feihong didn't say anything, just like usual.
Broken jar
You Mengzhe peeked at Zhao Feihong's face, secretly pleased, then he can come here often from now on? Sure enough, the first time was born and the second time was cooked...
Zhao Feihong reheated the meal and gave You Mengzhe two fat and tender chicken legs. You Mengzhe's eyes were as green as a weasel immediately. The fat chicken itself did not add salt, and the original flavor was steamed, with chopped green onion, minced ginger and Huadiao wine , a plate of condiments mixed with soy sauce is simply delicious.
You Mengzhe gobbled it up, beating his heart out while eating, but Zhao Feihong seemed to have something on his mind, and after a while, he finally sighed softly.
"Master." You Mengzhe said.
Zhao Feihong raised his eyebrows and looked at You Mengzhe.
You Mengzhe said: "Either we two get married, and you and my father don't fight..."
"Are you kidding me?" Zhao Feihong said coldly.
You Mengzhe really has an unspeakable attachment to Zhao Feihong in his heart, as if he had known him before he was born - just like Yu Wenhong, there is a sense of familiarity in the dark.
It's a good life. You Mengzhe really feels deep down in his heart that he doesn't want to do anything, so let's just live here.
"I'm serious." You Mengzhe said, at that moment he suddenly didn't dare to look at Zhao Feihong, for fear that Zhao Feihong would show some mocking smile.
Zhao Feihong said coldly: "Zhao is also serious."
"You and I have different generations." Zhao Feihong stood up and said, "Your mother and I used to be close friends."
You Mengzhe ate without saying a word, and Zhao Feihong said casually: "Besides, we are both men, how can we get married?"
You Mengzhe said: "Sun Bin is looking for a young lady..."
Zhao Feihong said: "Looking for a young lady, returning to finding a young lady, getting married is another matter."
You Mengzhe was overjoyed, but Zhao Feihong said: "Besides, I don't have this habit."
You Mengzhe was bored to eat again, Zhao Feihong said: "Tomorrow I will take you to Beijing and find me to help you with my brother's kung fu. In the near future, you must calm your mind and stop thinking about it."
You Mengzhe dropped his chopsticks on the table, Zhao Feihong said: "This matter is non-negotiable, if you don't want to go, then go back to your Yuheng Mountain."
You Mengzhe squinted his eyes, but he was thinking about another thing, he tentatively said: "Then I'll stay... so you don't have to go up and fight with my father, do you?"
You Mengzhe was also vaguely afraid. Zhao Feihong's martial arts were comparable to You Gutian's, but he was bent out by his own elbow... If he was better than You Gutian, it was no joke.
Zhao Feihong said: "Let's talk about the August 15th matter later. This is not a business, and I won't negotiate terms with you."
You Mengzhe thought to himself, if you procrastinate, it will be useless. Originally, you wanted to go to Beijing to meet Yu Changqing by the way. If you want to do some exercises, maybe there is another way, just take one step at a time.