The rest of Jinglin's etiquette dogma collapsed. He suspected that he was ill, and he couldn't remember what he had learned in the past. He couldn't bury his head, but slammed his forehead, causing gold stars to appear in his eyes. His mind was filled with the words "Happiness in bed", which made him dizzy again.
"Rely on here to bear the force, stand up and sway your waist like a willow. Outside I will help you pinching your waist, and I will slam it back and forth with anger. It swayed like silk, and the thin skin and tender meat were pinched everywhere. If it stays red, it will melt if you put it in your mouth, and you want to swallow it after a few bites." Cang Ji held Jing Lin's wrists and pressed him to keep him from running, so he scalded him by his ears, Ashamed of him, I felt that he was shivering under his body, but he wanted to speak more obscenely.
"It's not good to lie on your stomach. Raise your waist and spread your legs from behind. You can just kneel and lie down. I'll do your best. Am I mean? If you tremble here, the flushing can spread all the way here." Cang Ji was methodical, and moved his palms from Jinglin's butt to the lower back, walked around the posture, and taught it seriously.
"When you are moved, it will melt. If you lie down for a long time, your arms will be sore, and you can't support it. What should I do? Well, if you are so light, I can pick it up with one arm, turn over and hold it in my arms, and let you sink in your arms, you can Face to face. At this moment, you are holding your legs and you are squeamish. When you burst into tears, the beads in your eyes shattered, and the water and beans fell." Cang Ji said with a light "tsk", "Whether it's painful or refreshing, even though Shout it out to me. But we, Jinglin, are young and thin-skinned, and like to cover our hands, we don't babble in our mouths, but we like to hum like a cat."
"Stop talking." Jinglin shook his head vigorously, "I don't want to listen!"
"Being a gentleman is all about patience." Cang Ji said lazily, "Am I not bad? I'm clear. If you want to hear more details, just call me brother twice."
"I don't want it!" Jing Lin was trembling a little, he felt that it was not the big brother who was pressing on his back, but a downright bad embryo prostitute!
"You have to call if you don't want to hear it."
"You bastard!" Jing Lin's voice was hoarse.
"It's too late!" Cang Ji propped himself up to observe the lines on his back, and said, "You bastard has another way of playing, ask you to ride up, face me if you love me, and back if you want to lean on your arms. Anyway, when you sit down, your legs will be tucked in, and you will be stunned."
Jinglin grabbed the quilt with both hands and struggled: "Cao Cang! You and I can't be brothers!"
"Okay, if you don't become a brother, then do something else." Seeing that the lines didn't move, Cang Ji's face was flushed, trembling and hot, but he didn't have the same episodes as before. He couldn't help frowning, wondering what the spell was going to lock.
Did he really guess wrong
Jing Lin's back rose and fell with his breathing, and gradually curled up his legs, refusing to let Cang Ji press him. Cang Ji sensed that he was wrong, pushed his inner side against his legs, and stirred a bit.
"I am indeed a big bastard." Cang Ji said after a pause, "You are a little bastard."
The hard place underneath was rubbed by Cang Ji, and the tip of Jing Lin's side exposed ear almost dripped blood. Hearing this, he turned his eyes abruptly, looking at Cang Ji with resentment and shame, his eyes were covered with a layer of shimmering light, and the water mist was rising.
"I don't want to..." The coldness between Jinglin's brows was smashed to pieces, the ice and snow turned into wet jerky and clumsy, and he said helplessly and blankly to Cang Ji, "...I hurt..."
There was a sudden numbness on Cang Ji's back, which made him lose his strength, pinching Jing Lin's wrists red, and he couldn't even move himself.
Jinglin didn't move his hand, and the word "little desire" was engraved in his bones. How could the few words he heard from his brother compare to the strong one given by Cang Ji? The tenderness he hid in the stone was cut open and presented under Cang Ji's eyes, like a piece of uncut jade.
This is the only person in the world who has ever seen Linsong-kun.
Cang Ji wanted to bite him, and wanted to bite him in 10,000 ways that were sufficiently dissolute. The blue veins in Cang Ji's arms were slightly revealed, he took a heavy breath, and his mind was full of wanting to hold the damp, frightened Jing Lin in his arms, and teach him to be happy with the method he just said!
However, Cang Ji's hand was very gentle, he let go of Jing Lin's wrists, covering Jing Lin's eyes that were taking the rest of his life.
"...It's not the pain." Cang Ji's throat tightened, he slowed down, and said, "This is human nature, your brother will too, even Jiutianjun can't escape. No one told you in the past, because they all No, they're all bastards. I'll relieve you, I'll take you, okay?"
The tip of Jinglin's wet and hot nose rubbed against Cang Ji's palm, like a little beast at a loss. Cang Ji pulled up the hem of his clothes, dragged the hem of his trousers down, and poked in.
After a long while, Jing Lin sweated on his temples, his hair was messy, and his feet dropped a shoe. Cang Ji wiped his hands and let out a breath.
Shuang was clearly not him, but he was sweating profusely.
Cang Ji turned around and squeezed Jing Lin inside. The couch is narrow, and when he turns over, he can see Jing Lin's gaffe.
"It's called making a brush." Cang Ji held Jing Lin's chin with his long fingers and shook it lightly, "The meaning of the word is to be subtle. You can take advantage of me, and the happy thing is like this, That's the way it is."
Jinglin Jinglin, these eyes are still like it has rained.
Cang Ji stared at him, listening to his breathing gradually calming down, his fair face resting on his black hair, and looking at himself, Baba was a little pitiful. Jing Lin's legs and feet are weak, and he used to fight ten times with people, but he couldn't resist such a trick under his fingers.
Cang Ji buried his head beside Jing Lin's neck, exhaled deeply, stretched out his arms and hugged someone, and said, "Can you go home with me when you go out? If you don't want to be a brother, you can do whatever you want."
Jinglin didn't answer, and Cang Ji didn't ask any further questions. They were leaning against the loneliness of the world, leaning against this deserted and dead town, with only the sound of each other's breathing in their ears. Cang Ji gradually closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. Jing Lin grabbed his clothes with his fingertips, but was turned by Cang Ji.
Jing Lin looked at the top and felt that he had lost something. They didn't fall far, they were on Cang Ji, but they couldn't get them back.
The sea of blood was dark and dark, and after a night, the evil spirits increased so much that it was difficult to distinguish the world from the human eye. The demons gradually wandered over, and the noise was in the distance, making people unable to sleep.
Cang Ji pushed aside the floating board with his foot and said, "Wait for him overnight, it's really right."
Jinglin stared at it, and all the corpses on the river melted away, and there was not one left. Not only the river, but also the bodies in the town disappeared overnight.
"It was eaten by 'him'." Jing Lin clenched his sword, "The demon left the body to feed him."
"He used to be slow, and the tide of blood was completely dependent on the terrain, but now he is so anxious to devour everywhere, most of them are in the border crossing period, and they are in urgent need of flesh and blood."
"I think he acts in a way." Jing Lin said, taking a few steps back and using his scabbard to draw a picture for Cang Ji in the yellow sand, "He attacked Huaishu City that day, cut off the beacon tower, and then rushed before the news was passed. , rushed to Qixing Town, grabbed the two places into my arms, and ate it thoroughly. If I hadn’t made up my mind to go to Huaishu City, the south side would always be blocked by news and could not communicate with each other, then Xuanyang City would also be in danger.”
"Assuming this, he may not have been able to control his own movements before, and could not freely control the body of the 'sea of blood'." Cang Ji looked at the painting on the sand and said, "He has only two places, hiding in the crowd, hiding in the In a sea of blood. The east is in short supply, and tens of thousands of people are staying under the protection of the phoenix, which is an extremely easy place to attack, but he has to go around the south and eat the hard bones of the Jiutianmen fortification. Why? Because he wants to cross He is far more attractive to cultivators than ordinary people.”
"He is so clear about the layout of Jiutianmen." Jinglin's face was deep, "He was hidden in the crowd."
"If he is in the crowd, if he is mixed in with mortals, he will be far away from Jiutianmen, and many sideline deployments cannot be known, so he can only hide in Jiutianmen." Cang Ji rubbed the yellow sand with his long fingers and said, "He may at your side."
This speculation is simply chilling.
Jing Lin said: "The sea of blood is so evil that if he is in Jiutianmen, how can he hide from the eyes of millions of people?"
"Even you can be cursed, so it's not unusual for him to hide it." Cang Ji patted off the sand, "I originally thought that there was something wrong with the pills they gave you, and it was the reason for the lock, but I didn't think so, because you guys Brothers, everyone eats this medicine. It makes no sense that you are the only one who will have a seizure, and the medicine is overbearing, but it is easy to be noticed. Then I guess who cast the spell on you, but this spell is too strange Now, the only thing you can do is kiss you. If you take a step closer, it will be indifferent, and it will make people unable to figure out what it is used for. But it is certain that the bad people around you are not a good thing. "
Jinglin looked at him, Cang Ji said, "I just love you the most, why don't you come with me?"
Jing Lin said, "You are used to teasing me."
"Everyone in his arms wants to have fun." Cang Ji said, "This sand is mixed with blood, and a demon came here last night."
"You and I haven't hidden the breath, and there are demons passing by here, but they are silent." Jinglin and Cang Ji looked at each other, he said, "Unless it intentionally bypasses you and me."
"That's interesting." Cang Ji said, "I can't let go of the greed, the murderous nature, and the sea of blood is in urgent need of cultivation and flesh and blood at the juncture of crossing the border, but silently bypasses it. Could it be that the demons are also so considerate? You know you can't harass me with my words and deeds."
"It recognizes you and me." Jinglin pondered, "It knows who I am and who you are,"
Cang Ji said in his heart that you don't even know who I am, how could it be... not right.
Cang Ji gradually felt out the line, he narrowed his eyes slightly, rubbed the little bit of sand with his fingertips, and remembered that night in Xuanyang City. As soon as he and Jinglin entered the city, they went to inspect Shuran's seal. At that time, the cinnabar was clear and clearly indestructible, but a vision occurred that night, not only the sea of blood followed, but even Shuran escaped for no reason. How was the seal broken? It happened to be stuck at the critical juncture of Jinglin crossing the border. The sea of blood gathered into something he had never seen before, leading him to the depths step by step. How could he dare to do this unless he knew that he was a Canglong with this special ability? They lured him away, the sea of blood covered Xuanyang City again, and Jinglin, who was trapped in the sea of spirits, could not escape.
The purpose of the sea of blood has always been Jing Lin!
"He is chasing after you and showing off in every possible way." Cang Ji sneered, "I followed you all the way and didn't dare to let go, just to guard against such ignorant things."
Jing Lin raised his index finger at him.
Cang Ji was not worried, grabbed his fingers and squeezed them in the palm of his hand, and said, "Why am I scolding him?"
Jing Lin turned his head slightly, his eyes turned around the empty sand town, and said: "Since he is a sea of blood, we will be in his body, every move, every word and deed..."
Cang Ji suddenly said coldly: "I had long thought that he was a bastard who lasted a night in the world. He is also worthy of listening to Lao Tzu to talk about love? It's no use calling grandpa!"
His voice fell, and then he heard the sound of "bang bang" in the room behind the two of them. Someone slammed into the wooden board and lifted a bony arm from the sand.
The girl swallowed softly: "... help."
Yanquan's scabbard fell to the ground immediately, and the sandstorm rushed, and the sound and the arm disappeared in an instant.
The surroundings suddenly fell into a dead silence, and even the wind stopped.