Lovers Always on the Counterattack

Chapter 182

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Because of the comfort in his heart, Bai Jin slept very deeply this time, and didn't wake up until the sky was bright. Before he opened his eyes, he began to arch his nose to search for the familiar and reassuring breath.

—However, there was nothing around him.

Bai Jin shuddered and suddenly woke up. It sat up blankly and looked around, but still didn't see the figure it was looking for.

The little body froze, and there was a trace of panic in Bai Jin's black eyes. It was afraid that what happened yesterday was just a dream when he fell asleep, and that the heartfelt (?) exchange between himself and his sweetheart yesterday was just a dream in fantasy.

Quickly got out of the nest, Bai Jin jumped out of the window, and ran towards the yard like lightning, but fortunately, it didn't search for long like a headless chicken, and soon saw Xiao Yun, who was bathed in sunlight, squatting in the middle of the yard and striding on horseback.

Xiao Yun obviously has been here for a long time. Even though the weather was refreshing and pleasant, he was dripping with sweat and trembling slightly, but he still tried his best to maintain a standard posture.

Seeing Xiao Yun, Bai Jin suddenly stopped her pace and almost rolled out. It quickly stabilized its body, tilted its head to look at Xiao Yun, and raised its front paw hesitantly, showing a bit of hesitation that was almost nostalgic.

Although Xiao Yun's body is on the verge of limit and crumbling, his powerful mental power can still ensure that he remains awake and sharp anytime and anywhere. Sensing the gaze cast on him, Xiao Yun twisted his stiff neck, facing Bai Jin's uneasy gaze, and quickly squeezed out a distorted smile with veins.

Although Xiao Yun's smile looked quite terrifying, Bai Jin felt kindness from it at a glance, his eyes lit up immediately, and he jumped to Xiao Yun's feet and circled him intimately twice.

— Now, it finally no longer worried that what happened last night was a dream.

Just wandering around Xiao Yun's feet couldn't make Bai Jin vent his joy and joy. After a while, it raised its head to observe the height of Xiao Yun's shoulders, then kicked its hind legs, jumped up lightly, and landed on Xiao Yun's shoulders.

Bai Jin always loves to be clean, and cherishes her snow-white fur very much. But this time, it didn't dislike Xiao Yun's body covered in sweat at all. Its fluffy and warm body snuggled into the crook of Xiao Yun's neck, and even rubbed it affectionately.

The expression on Xiao Yun's face was very gentle, he turned his head slightly, rubbed back, and stared at Bai Jin with affectionate eyes, and each of them looked at each other with a feeling of ten thousand years.

Bewitched by Xiao Yun's gaze, Bai Jin couldn't help raising her body, and shyly licked the other's lips. Xiao Yun didn't dodge, but the arc of the corners of his mouth became higher and higher, and the heat in his eyes became hotter.

Unfortunately, just as the air between the "husband and wife" became more and more sticky, a light cough came, instantly breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

Bai Jin and Xiao Yun froze when they heard the sound, they both looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Zhenjun Guxiao in white clothes standing at the gate of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking at them with eyes full of disapproval.

Bai Jin's body became hot, and she shrank back shyly into a small ball; Xiao Yun didn't feel shy, but looked at Zhenjun Guxiao with complaints in his eyes.

The corner of Zhenjun Guxiao's mouth twitched at Xiao Yun's weeping (?) gaze, and he almost couldn't hold back his serious and cold face. Ignoring Xiao Yun, Zhenjun Guxiao waved at Bai Jin: "Xiao Jin, come to me."

Hearing Zhenjun Huxiao's call, Bai Jin pushed his head against Xiao Yun's side cheek, then jumped to the ground and ran towards Zhenjun Huxiao.

Xiao Yun, who was abandoned by "father-in-law" as soon as he arrived: "..."

Holding Bai Jin in his arms, Zhenjun Guxiao looked Xiao Yun up and down again, and saw that he did not relax his cultivation because of Bai Jin's arrival, so he nodded in satisfaction.

Touching the tip of Bai Jin's nose, Zhenjun Guxiao warmly reprimanded him: "Xiao Yun is currently cultivating, so don't disturb him."

Bai Jin obediently "squeaked" and rubbed Zhenjun Cengxiao's fingertips flatteringly. Xiao Yun was jealous at the sight of his charming appearance - but he still maintained the posture of zhangmabu, not daring to move at all. move.

"In another half an hour, you can rest for half a cup of tea, and then go to the Lingsui Spring in the back mountain to soak for two hours." Zhenjun Guxiao arranged the next training for Xiao Yun, and then hugged Bai Jin Shi left abruptly.

Xiao Yun longed for Zhenjun Guxiao to abduct his little lover away, and couldn't help but sighed a long time—I really don't know when such hard days will end. Just the first day, he couldn't stand it OTZ

If he had known this...he would never have been willing to expose the truth so early!

Xiao Yun was pacing in the other side while complaining about himself, while Zhenjun Guxiao, who had successfully separated Bai Jin from Xiao Yun, was slightly relieved.

He carried Bai Jin into his yard, put it on the stone table in the yard, and sat down on the stone bench beside him, looking at Bai Jin with a bit of relief in his eyes: "Last night, you and Xiao Yun had a good relationship. I heard the conversation."

Bai Jin flicked his tail lazily for a moment, and looked timidly at Zhenjun Guxiao.

Guxiao Zhenjun raised his hand and rubbed Bai Jin's head, and murmured softly: "I didn't expect that you are really the reincarnation of Bai Duan... But that's right, besides him, who else would dare to be so close to me?"

——Zhenjun Huxiao has a cold personality and a powerful aura, and only Bai Duan, who he raised with his own hands, will not be afraid of his indifference and reticence, and will act coquettishly and invite favors towards him. As for the other birds and beasts, they fled far away as soon as they sensed the sword energy around him, so how could they come up close to him recklessly

Bai Jin hugged Zhenjun Huxiao's fingers, and the whole mink hung limply on his hand, causing Zhenjun Guxiao to smile: "Your way of acting like a baby has improved a lot compared to before."

Bai Jin blinked her eyes, and accepted the "compliment" with peace of mind.

"Since you are Bai Duan, do you prefer me to call you Bai Duan, or still call you Bai Jin?" Zhenjun Guxiao asked. He raised his other hand and swiped it twice, and soon, a word "brocade" and a word "satin" floated in the air and floated steadily in front of Bai Jin.

Bai Jin thought for a moment, then raised his paw, and slapped on the floating word "Satin"—although he was a little bit against the name "Bai Duan" before, it has to be said that Bai Jin still likes "White Duan" more. Word. What's more... what's more, it really likes to hear Xiao Yun call it "Little Satin" softly. Every time it hears it, it feels so sweet that its heart is about to melt.

Thinking of the scene in his sleep, Bai Jin—now it should be called Bai Duan—feeled a little hot again, and couldn't help raising his paws to cover his eyes, feeling shy.

Guxiao Zhenjun glanced at Bai Duan suspiciously, completely ignoring the active inner thoughts of this little thing, just silently waiting for it to break free from that inexplicable emotion.

Thinking of Xiao Yun, Bai Duan naturally wondered what the other party was doing this morning. It raised its head and squeaked to ask Zhenjun Guxiao.

Guxiao Zhenjun has not signed a master-servant contract with Bai Duan this time, so he doesn't understand what it is talking about. But after all, Bai Duan was raised by Zhenjun Guxiao, and Zhenjun Guxiao knew every trace of its emotions and every little movement, so he could probably guess what it was wondering about.

"He is a mortal and has no spiritual roots. If he wants to cultivate, he will naturally put in a thousand times more effort than those who have spiritual roots." Zhenjun Guxiao replied softly, "His character is persevering, and he will definitely achieve something. Be good, don't try to influence him."

Bai Duan tilted her head: "Squeak?"

"He worked so hard, of course it was for you." Guxiao Zhenjun concealed the content of Xiao Yun's need to go to the Xiao family for revenge, so as not to worry about Bai Duan, "He is just a mortal now, and his lifespan is only a few decades. Only then can we be with you for a long time.”

—Of course, even if a mortal practiced his body to the extreme, it would be impossible to emerge from the mortal bones, and his lifespan would be extended to about a hundred years at most. But by that time, he must have helped Xiao Yun regain the Lei Linggen and lead him back on the fairy road. As for the twists and turns, Bai Duan didn't need to know.

Bai Duan was young, and he didn't even understand his own cultivation, let alone the difference between a mortal and a cultivator. Because she trusted Zhenjun Guxiao wholeheartedly, Bai Duan believed what the other party said without thinking at all, An Anxin lay down beside Zhenjun Guxiao, and secretly warned herself that she must not influence Xiao Yun's cultivation.

Xiao Yun, who is determined (?) and will not be influenced by Bai Duan at all: "... ... ... ... QAQ"

—Actually, he felt that if Bai Duan was around, he would definitely practice even harder!

In this way, Bai Duan was successfully separated from Xiao Yun by Zhenjun Guxiao. Apart from being able to touch the white satin for a few short breaks every day, most of the time Xiao Yun didn't even see a mink hair.

—Yes, in order not to disturb Xiao Yun, Bai Duan obediently obeyed Guxiao Zhenjun's words, and never approached Xiao Yun when he was practicing, in case Xiao Yun was distracted while practicing.

Of course, Bai Duan didn't live long in his days of being relaxed and fighting cats and dogs. Soon, it was also restrained by Zhenjun Guxiao, and it also began to work hard. In the last life, it took less than three years to successfully transform into a human form. This life must not be worse than the previous life, right

Being guarded by the strict teacher, both Bai Duan and Xiao Yun fell into the dire straits of cultivation, and they were as tired as dead dogs (?) every day. As for kissing me during the interval of cultivation, that didn’t exist.

More than two years passed by, and Bai Duan and Xiao Yun had undergone considerable changes.

Due to years of unremitting exercise, Xiao Yun's figure, which was already much taller than ordinary youths, has grown much taller, and he can faintly stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhenjun Guxiao, and his facial features have also faded from the youthfulness they once were, and have become more and more mature. Beautiful and profound.

Guxiao Zhenjun was not stingy with the treasures in his hands, not only asked Xiao Yun to soak in the Lingsui Spring every day, but also specially made a medicinal bath for him. When all kinds of rare treasures were thrown down, even Xiao Yun's mortal body was forcibly transformed and reborn. His physique was almost the same as that of a disciple who had been washed and cut his marrow after foundation establishment.

—Of course, the pain in this forcible reshaping of the muscles and bones is really not understandable by outsiders, but Xiao Yun gritted his teeth and persisted one by one, even Zhenjun Guxiao couldn't help but sigh with emotion at this son's firm will.

As for the white satin, from the outside, it is only a circle bigger than two years ago, and the fur all over the body is smoother and more moist, with aura of aura.

Under the guidance of Zhenjun Guxiao, Bai Duan's "second" practice was exceptionally smooth, as if he still remembered the instincts of the past, and he could master it without any guidance.

However, after more than two years, Bai Duan's body was filled with aura, and there were faint signs of transformation—for this day, Xiao Yun really looked forward to the stars and the moon, so much that his eyes were almost red! Even when he was practicing, he couldn't help being a little distracted.

True Monarch Guxiao with a cold face and a headache: "... ==#"