Jing Lin swallowed the clear water, and the cold ice water poured into his throat, finally rushing down the sweetness. His belly was like fire, and a wave of heat surged through his limbs. Jing Lin was hot and sweaty, and her fingertips were all red.
Cang Ji looked at him and knew what was in the wine, but he still pretended to be puzzled and asked thoughtfully, "How do you feel now?"
Jinglin's cheeks were already red, he still maintained his composure, his expression did not change, and he nodded to Cang Ji and said, "...It's okay."
Cang Ji said: "I have a house in the alley with three or two servants. It is a very quiet place to rest. If you can trust me, I will lead you there."
Jinglin knows that the properties of the medicine have not been eliminated. He has always been alone and independent. He has never talked to his fellow brothers about romance, and he has no idea that this medicine is a third-rate method. No matter how close your cultivation base is, as long as you are still a mortal body, you will never be able to escape. At the moment, just thinking about going back to self-solve, he shook his head slightly.
"Thank you for your kindness." He pinched the wound between his palms and woke up with pain, "Don't dare to bother."
Cang Ji smiled and raised his hand to indicate that he could leave at will. Jinglin turned around a few steps, and suddenly slipped and fell down. Before he could touch the ground, he was picked up by Cang Ji from behind.
Cang Ji's chin brushed against Jing Lin's hair, seemingly unintentionally, and only said: "It seems that the poison has flowed through the body, and I'm afraid it won't be able to get rid of it on its own. I'm a good person, and I'll take you for a while."
After saying that, he took the man in his arms and carried it into the alley. Jing Lin's fingertips were numb, sweat soaked in the fabric, making Cang Ji's arms around his waist clearly close. He half-closed his eyes, seeing Cang Ji's hazy face, his consciousness had fallen into chaos, all the words in his mouth were murmured, and his whole body was softened. But he still pinched the wound in his palm, refusing to bury himself in the heat, leaving only a vague "thank you" to Cang Ji from Qingming.
Cang Ji raised his leg and kicked open the courtyard door, and walked through the corridor. This yard is really quiet, and you can't even see a ghost. The "three or two servants" are clearly created by him on a temporary basis. Cang Ji hugged the person down the stairs and pushed open a door. The interior is fine, and the screen bed and bed are together. However, Cang Ji had to take Jing Lin to bypass the screen and pass the curtain through a cave door, which turned out to be a hot spring pool filled with mist.
Cang Ji saw that Jing Lin was so hot that his forehead was covered in fine sweat, and his neckline was half-open, but he was not in a hurry, and only said, "I have heard a little about this poison... Do you need my help?"
Jing Lin was already hot, but at this time, the sweat was even more permeated in this steamy and sultry heat. He squinted and tightened his neckline, pressing against Cang Ji's chest.
Cang Ji let go of him and put Jing Lin in the water. Jinglin jumped into the water suddenly, the heat was so crisp that he stretched his arms over the edge, and the cold water he just drank was stirred into boiling hot, and the sweetness and ginseng between the teeth in the throat made him both weak and restless. He steamed in the water mist and his temples were soaked, and he couldn't tell where he was for a while.
Cang Ji had already taken off his shirt, squatted down and held Jing Lin's injured hand, looked at it in front of him, laughed abruptly, and said, "I will return Jin Zhu to you and bring you here. Am I a good person?"
Jing Lin looked up at him wetly, and saw him pushing the gold beads into his sleeves one by one. The beads slid in along the arm, and the clothes wet by the hot water were all stuck to the body, and it was very uncomfortable to wear the beads. Cang Ji seemed to know that he was uncomfortable, and his long fingers followed the beads into his sleeves, tugging at Jing Lin's inner side to search.
Jing Lin was shocked by his fingers, a hasty sigh overflowed from his throat, and he stepped back to escape. Cang Ji turned his hands and held him firmly, teasingly said: "I'm so hot, since I don't want to help you, you will help me as my reward for being a good person along the way."
His fingertips rubbed out, brought Jing Lin's fingers to his lips, and suddenly bit Jing Lin. However, Jinglin seemed to meet the rain for a long time, and it was too late to withdraw his hands. He was caught in the neck and raised his face, bearing him to kiss from top to bottom. Jing Lin's mind slammed, and then it became extremely vague. He was caught in the shaking of the water, and the heat wave gradually hit his waist.
Jinglin felt the pain, which made him pant with his neck up, and was imprisoned between the wall and the water, unable to escape, and gradually even his toes curled up, vaguely as if he turned into water, drifting with the waves in the slap of the waves.
The wall as solid as an iron wall blocked him, and Jing Lin seemed to be crushed. The silver crown was crumbling, his hair was swept away by the water waves, his heat and his scalding were all being played with by others. The wall still pressed against him, urging him to open his mouth.
Jinglin's arm climbed the wall, and the word "hot" was pushed back into his throat and swallowed.
Jing Lin opened his eyes suddenly and saw the familiar roof in front of him. He rolled over and sat up, facing his pine window. It was not yet dawn, and he touched his temples in the half-darkness, which was dry. There seemed to be something intermittent, he only remembered that the water was hot.
Jing Lin lifted the quilt and saw that he was fully dressed, the silver crown was placed on the small case, and even the direction of the placement was his usual way. He frowned, and there was no abnormality in his body except for a slight soreness in his waist.
In the morning, Jinglin went to see his father and met Li Rong under the corridor. When Li Rong saw him, he took a cup of hot tea and handed it over, and asked, "I asked you to go out, why did you drink with someone?"
Jing Lin recalled bluntly, and could not remember the few pranks last night. He drank the hot tea and said, "Drink it as you hit it."
"It will be done without injury." Li Rong said, "Father will be the leader of the alliance in the near future, you must not relax."
Jinglin hummed and asked, "How did I get back last night?"
Li Rong looked at him and smiled: "Good boy! Are you still stupid? You came back by yourself."
Jing Lin was unconscious: "Me?"
"You've slept for seven or eight this night." Li Rong walked down the stairs with him, and said as they walked, "I slept for a whole day! I thought it was yesterday."
Jing Lin was taken aback for a moment and said, "Have you slept for a day?"
Li Rong nodded at him and said, "Drinking is a mistake!"
Jing Lin was stunned for a rare moment, and he turned his face down very quickly and said, "Then why didn't you call me yesterday? My father is afraid that he has already waited."
"Father understands your hard work on the golden stage a few days ago and doesn't let anyone disturb you." Li Rong said, "After this, you have to be even more cautious in your words and actions, and don't let other brothers take control. Since father loves you, Punishment is also heavier than punishing others when it is due."
"I have no job." Jing Lin said, "There is no punishment."
"That said." Li Rong hesitated, then said, "Last time I went to the north to negotiate with the Cang Emperor, and I was careless. He posted the message first yesterday."
Jinglin had never seen Long, and was thinking about other things, so he didn't answer. When the two were about to enter the hall, Li Rong suddenly asked, "Why was the back of the neck bitten?"
Jinglin's face was inexplicable, and Li Rong only saw that the collar on the back of his neck was a little red. He couldn't take a closer look.
Jing Lin touched the back of his neck with his fingers and said, "Maybe."
When the two of them entered the hall, Jun's father was listening to what Tao Zhi was dancing and saying. When he saw the two of them coming, he pointed at Tao Zhi and said, "Listen."
Tao Zhi held out his chest to the two of them and said, "Fourth brother, ninth brother, my father sent me to the north to defend the ground!"
Jun's father accepted eight sons, and Jinglin should be ranked seventh. But he was at odds with the brothers, and his back was often arranged down, so that Qing Yao, who was babbling at the time, listened to it, and he kept calling him nine brothers and nine brothers.
Li Rong said: "Although Tao is smart, he has no experience. Father..."
The father turned the tea lid and said, "This matter has been decided, and there is no need to talk about it. Jinglin, you have been guarding beautifully on the Mingjin Platform a few days ago. I have been thinking about what to reward you these days. What's so rare?"
Jing Lin said, "No."
Jun's father immediately supported his knees and smiled, and said, "Silly boy, how many times can my father reward you a year? You are usually out and about today, so it's okay to ask for a rest time."
But Jinglin said: "The monsters in the south are undecided, and the blue dragon in the north is still standing, so there is no need to rest."
Jun's father looked at him and said, "Where is your cultivation base now?"
Jing Lin pondered for a while, and said, "I'm one point away from entering the realm."
Junfu nodded and praised: "You are cherishing the Tao of Heaven and focusing on one heart. You are indeed faster than others. When you enter the realm, you will have the ability to inediate, and you will be free from the mortal world."
"That's right, I hope my father will send him out." Li Rong said, "He cultivated the swordsmanship of subduing demons, carried his own body with great uprightness, and turned his heart into a spring. The closer the critical moment is, the more he needs to be in danger. Let him stay at home, and he may not be able to pass through this situation after a hundred years of seclusion."
Jing Lin heard them talking, but he was a little distracted. He always felt that he had forgotten something important, and when he tried to return, he was blank again. Who did he meet the night before? Can't even remember it at all. Who touched him
"Jinglin." Jun's father called back to Jinglin's consciousness, and only said, "This way, you can go south again."
Jing Lin responded and stepped out.
Cang Ji yawned, leaning against the wall to see the sky getting dark. Huashang picked the right dishes to eat, and when he saw it, he asked, "Is the Lord going to go out tonight? If you are staying outside, I will go for food at night."
Cang Ji said: "I am so clean and self-conscious, am I someone who often sleeps at night and never returns?"
Huashang couldn't hold the peanuts, so he abandoned his chopsticks and used his hands. She threw away the peanuts, and just had a few sips of wine. She heard the words and asked, "Then where did you go the night before? The robes are all wrinkled and twisted."
Cang Ji sighed, "I sold my body to get away."
How could Hua Chang be gullible, Cang Ji ignored her, holding an ordinary golden bead between his fingers, looked and looked at the dusk, just snorted. He has been humming for no reason recently, and he doesn't know who to hum.
Huashang said: "The post has also been handed in, and my sister has also gone. When I look back and see the people from Jiutianmen in Beidi, should I fight or not?"
Cang Ji rolled the golden beads between his fingers, and said, "The southern covenant has been made, and the waves will be stormy when you go down with a stick. Since you said this to Linlang, she will understand how to do it."
Huashang heard the taste and said, "Aren't you going back with us?"
"I have my own place." Cang Ji looked at the clouds and mists in the mountains, "I see that Jiu Tianjun has sharpened a sword for several years, but he has only sharpened this sword so that it is unrivaled."
Huashang kicked his feet and said: "If you want to use this sword for a longer period of time, it is the best policy to hide the front. Jiutianjun has now made him countless enemies, saying that he is his beloved son, I don't think so. Besides, this Jinglin is the original For the sword, the swordsmanship he cultivated is different from others. It is a desperate gamble, and his life is tied to this sword. Death-saving can't even save it."
"Yeah." Cang Ji's eyes showed a bit of guile, "If you want to break this person, attack the body as the bottom, and attack the heart as the top. He is a sword, and he can see all strong blows as tempering. Because the heart is similar to the sword. , there is absolutely no impurities, so it can subdue demons for several years without being invaded by foreigners, and consistently adhere to its own way."
"But if he can hold on to one heart, wouldn't he become more courageous and courageous, and the oil and salt will not enter?" Huashang's tail popped out suddenly, she thought, "The true appearance is a sword, seriously speaking, it is not a heart. There are sharp knives inside, and it is not easy to destroy his will, otherwise the demons will flee from him in these years, and they will be afraid of two wars."
"It depends on who he meets." Cang Ji played with Jin Zhu and said meaningfully, "There will always be a catastrophe."