Nan Chan

Chapter 87: deceive

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Jing Lin slowed down for a long while, and then there was a little blood on his face. His neck and temples were covered in sweat, and his brows were tired, but it was only for a moment, and he was actually a little sick. Cang Ji wiped away the cold sweat and watched him gasp with half-closed eyes, even smaller than usual.

"The bastard words I said should not be teasing you." The killing intent in Cang Ji's eyes had faded, and only a calm expression remained. He was still holding the person, feeling that Jinglin was light and small, so he pushed Jinglin's back, making him lie on his shoulders, and turned around the room a few times, effortlessly.

Jinglin's chest was settled, his back was wet, his arms were half on Cang Ji's shoulders, his head was buried and he was still breathing.

Cang Ji took advantage of the darkness in the house, and Jing Lin couldn't see it, the hand that was following his back gradually eased, clutching his back and crossing the dragon's breath.

"I scare you in the daytime." Cang Ji tilted his head and whispered to him, "Are you here to scare me at night? It's so severe that it didn't even mention it to me on the road."

Jing Lin's temples were drenched, and when he heard the words, he shook his head, and his voice was still hoarse: "I have no heart disease or hidden disease. I have never had such a movement."

"Where does it hurt?"

Jinglin's clothes were wrinkled from the previous attack. He was too lazy to tidy it up at the moment. After a while, he said, "Chest, mind, and abdomen."

"Three places are the key points." Cang Ji's heart was heavy.

"Linghai has no response." Jing Lin said, "It's amazing."

"It won't be a strong medicine." Cang Ji pushed aside Jing Lin's wet hair, "The medicine is strong and strong, it must be hidden from you, since it can be hidden in your body for so long, it can be seen that it is not overnight, but something that has been raised over many years. ."

Jing Lin was so quiet that even his breathing stopped, he was very keen, and guessed something from Cang Ji's words. To be able to raise this medicine quietly in his body is not a medicine, a poison is not a poison, and only those who are close to him can do it.

"It's not easy for you to cultivate swordsmanship, and emotions are prone to variables. Presumably, when you are in the door, Jiu Tianjun will definitely warn you of the four 'cut off love and no desire' to urge you to cultivate, I am afraid that a lot of effort." Cang Ji hugged him and listened to the sound of the sea of blood outside the small house, "I saw that your brows were cold, but your eyes were as clear as a child's, and I knew that in order to obtain a pure sword, you must be taught that you have nothing in your heart and stay away from it. Fengyue."

Not only that, but let him fall into a place of ruthlessness. Brothers are estranged as strangers, but jealousy and jealousy are not uncommon. Jiutianjun watched with a cold eye, and even deliberately loved him, just to make his brother hate him and stare at him. When Jinglin was in the hospital, he rarely had the chance to eat hot meals. If it wasn't for Li Rong's care, he wouldn't even be able to eat cold meals. Before reaching the realm of gathering spirits, Jinglin's clothes and clothes were always ill-fitting, and at the age of thirteen, he was listed at the end of his brothers.

Does Jing Lin not understand

Anyone with a sane mind will understand what it means to make things difficult! But he couldn't be soft, he couldn't act like Tao Zhi was rude, he had to stand, because he could only stand. The moment he knelt down and knelt down, Yanquan turned into his true form. From then on, this was his way, and there was always only this way in front of him.

A sword, if you want to stand out, only have a few years of tempering. All the suffering and making things difficult are tempering, and what they added to him, Jing Lin regarded it as an experience. The brothers don't like him, so Jinglin is not uncommon. He gradually came to the front, without looking sideways, and never looking back, but none of this could be the reason why Jiu Tianjun tied him.

He has a heart.

He knows sorrow, and he knows good and evil. He was desperate on this road, and everything in the world was gone, but no one could put a chain on him without authorization. Who he falls in love with and who he doesn't love is his choice as Jing Lin, and even Jiutianjun who bears the name of "father" cannot take it away.

Jing Lin took a breath and said: "Since it can be hidden so deeply, it is not easy to remove it. You must first understand what it is. When the attack occurs, the mind is drowsy and difficult to wake up, and the chest seems to be locked, only the abdomen The residual heat is picking up.”

Cang Ji slammed the palm of his hand and said, "If I have time, I will take it off and let me see it."

Jing Lin tightened the placket of his clothes and said, "Hiding in the body, it's useless to look at the abdomen."

"When I saw your face turning blue during the attack, I wondered if something would emerge from it. Any such spell will definitely reveal its clues during the attack." Cang Ji said, letting go of his hand and taking a step back with a solemn expression.

Jing Lin was born to this day and has never undressed anyone. He lived in a remote hospital with few visitors in the past, so he closed his eyes and wiped away any injuries he suffered. Now asking him to undress in front of Cang Ji and expose his lower abdomen is simply more difficult than cultivating swordsmanship!

Jing Lin couldn't help but move back and said, "I can see it, see for myself..."

Cang Ji's face was calm, and he had already trampled Jiu Tianjun into a cake in his heart. He was sincere to find out the clue, but at this moment, Jing Lin's reaction was a little fierce.

Cang Ji's tone was low: "At this moment, the lights are dark, and you can't see anything if you don't look closely. I'm so worried, I haven't lost my conscience to trick you."

Jing Lin has lingering fears: "... I will faint."

Cang Ji stretched out his arms and said, "I have my own measure, I don't want to tease you. You don't understand this. Only when you tease, will your heart beat faster."

Jing Lin looked into his eyes and asked, "Is that the way to tease?"

"Because I said I want to kiss you." Cang Ji said, "I won't kiss you right now."

Jing Lin said: "I don't believe it, you said the same before."

"I'm a bastard." Cang Ji lightly touched Jinglin's finger and tapped his chest, "If I still kiss you later, just kick it here."

Jinglin was silent for a moment and said, "Just undress."

Cang Ji watched his fingers loosen, and said, "If you feel powerless, you can leave it to me."

"I heard what Li Rong said." Jinglin tightened the placket again, "The flower thief at the foot of the mountain also likes to talk like this."

Cang Ji said, "I'm not a flower thief! Take off quickly, if I miss the time, I will do it myself."

Jinglin was nervous for no reason, and unbuttoned it under Cang Ji's watch, sweating on his fingertips. The two were obviously a little apart, but Jing Lin felt that he could taste the taste of Cang Ji with every breath, and he was in a trance again.

"Don't take it off here." Cang Ji suddenly took his hand down, gently pulled the belt, and Jing Lin's shirt was loosened immediately, "You can see it when you lift the shirt and expose your waist. Little ancestor, hurry up."

Jinglin closed his eyes and calmed down, raised his fingers to lift the hem of his cardigan, the lining was neat, and he rolled it up a few times, exposing his waist and abdomen. Cang Ji stared hard, and suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed Jing Lin's ankle, leveled the person, and presented his entire waist and abdomen in front of him.

Jing Lin opened his eyes wide, staring at the dark roof, breathing slightly. He felt a little cold in his waist and abdomen, but also a little hot. It took him a long time to realize that what was hot was Cang Ji's breath. Jing Lin raised his arm for no reason and blocked it on the face.

Seeing that narrow waist, Cang Ji could hug him with one arm, the lines were cut on both sides, and there was not much fat. The snow-white undershirt was rolled up in a mess, and a piece fell off in front of him, covering his small white eyes. It went down flat enough to allow the palms to be rubbed. It was as smooth as porcelain. It didn't see much light, but the muscles were clear and well-organized. Extend in. With the ups and downs of Jing Lin, this waist and abdomen seemed to be hooking Cang Ji to go wild.

Cang Ji listened to the sound in his ear, and after a while, he realized that Jing Lin was reciting the scriptures in a low voice!

"The bald head can't protect you at the moment. Instead of reciting the scriptures, it's better to call me brother a few times." Cang Ji leaned down and pushed up his clothes.

Jing Lin bit his voice and whispered, "Have you seen it?"

"Well..." Cang Ji frowned, staring at the lines on his abdomen that had mostly disappeared, and said, "I can barely see it. Strange, I don't even know what kind of spell this is. Those are different."

Jinglin showed his eyes from his arms, and he said, "What is it?"

"It's hard to see the whole picture." Cang Ji said, covering his hands, pushing his fingertips in a circle along the lines, "The color is darker. Have you ever seen a dragon? The same color as his scales."

"The color of the carp?"

Cang Ji patted his waist: "Dragon!"

The pitiful one on the waist was patted like this, and there was a little red on it, and it was printed on it to make Jinglin breathe, and his fingers clenched the cloth tightly.

"I haven't seen it!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Jing Lin frowned depressedly: "What shape?"

"What shape can a dragon take?"

"I said incantation!" Jinglin suddenly struggled to hold up half of his body, and his face was blushing. He said, "There is a trick in the east, which is to leave lines on the body, and the attack will appear immediately. This... Where do you want to touch? ?"

Cang Ji suddenly picked him up by the waist and threw him on the couch. Jing Lin fluttered his head, coughed and propped up his arms, his legs were heavy, and Cang Ji had already straddled up. There was a sudden weight behind, and Jing Lin was pressed to the ground between the quilts.

"You!" Jing Lin choked, "... heavy!"

"Sure enough, it extended to the back of the waist." Cang Ji ignored him and pushed the clothes up, revealing most of Jing Lin's back.

The lines are weird, going up around the back of Jing Lin's heart, exaggerated and terrifying, like thorns. But Cang Ji remembered clearly that the last time he was in the pool, when he turned Jing Lin over to bully him, there were only the remaining scars on his back.

Sure enough, it will only appear when Jing Lin is cut off from love and desire? So how should this "desire" be counted, isn't it Huan Lun? It must be Jinglin's heart that is going to imprison him just now

Cang Ji still felt that something was not right, could it not be the hand of Jiutian Jun? That is, they all guessed wrong, but apart from Jiutianjun, who would treat Jinglin like this? And what exactly is forbidden in this thing, sorting out and thinking about it will not work at all.

"Don't move." Cang Ji said, "Where do you crawl? Turtles crawl!"

"What's on the back?" Jing Lin asked.

"I won't tell you."

Jing Lin said: "No!"

"Can't do it? Why can't it work!" Cang Ji put his arms on both sides of Jinglin, caged on top of him, and said, "The lines climbed down to the buttocks, and in a few days, Jinglin will be a black cloud. ball!"

Jinglin covered his ears again and said, "Fuck people, what does it go to the buttocks for? It's not locked there."

Cang Ji said, "Isn't it supposed to be there?"

Jing Lin turned her head with red eyes and said to him, "Love, love words don't come from there."

Cang Ji held his arms and lowered his head, looked at him for a long time, and said, "Call me a few times brother, I'll teach you something fun. In the future, it's better not to be deceived when you go out, don't listen to that Li Rong all day long with you. Nonsense, he understands a bastard."

"I don't learn." Jing Lin felt that he was going to be "slutty" again, so he couldn't help but bury his head, only showing the back of his head to him.

Cang Ji patted his lower back with his palm, and said, "Everyone is under me, and they tell me not to learn? Hurry up, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Jing Lin trembled: "You didn't say that just now."

"I didn't kiss you." Cang Ji said, "A word counts."

Jing Lin said sullenly: "What are you going to say? It can't be a bastard."

"I'm sure you're not a bastard." Cang Ji lowered his voice beside him, "Teach you to understand something, just talk with your mouth, don't do it. Can you call your brother a few times to be a beam repair? You and I are trapped in It's been a day and a night here, Jinglin, if you can't get out, you won't understand it for the rest of your life."

"If it weren't for the jerk, there would be books to read in the door."

"Go back and search your god brother's courtyard. They definitely have books. If they don't, then I'll call your brother."

Jing Lin stared at him with his eyes open, Cang Ji lowered his eyes with a dignified appearance.

"...Brother," Jinglin choked, "Brother."

"One sound?"

"elder brother!"

Cang Ji was very useful, and temporarily put up with Jiutianjun or what Awu'er made this thing, leaned down and stuck to Jing Lin and said, "It's still here to be emotional with people."

He lightly patted Jing Lin's head up, and his eyes were so bad that they were about to burst into waves.

"Beddy love is here."