The umbrella slammed on the stone fence, and the rain suddenly became heavier. Cang Ji's breathing was so close that it made Jing Lin's mouth dry. The rain dripped between the eyebrows and the bridge of the nose, and across this layer of coolness, the lips and teeth became extremely hot and sticky.
Cang Ji was bumped by Jing Lin's greenness, his palms touched Jing Lin's back randomly, he tilted his head back slightly, and said, "Do you faint? Does it hurt? How can you lose so much weight, so..."
Jinglin put his palms on Cang Ji's cheeks, touched Cang Ji's brows with his fingers, and then answered earnestly, sentence by sentence: "No fainting, no pain, no thinness." After speaking, he took a deep breath, "Hold... It's too tight!"
Cang Ji was amused by his expression, he slammed it hard, and said, "Is it tight? It hasn't been pressed into the flesh yet!"
Jing Lin said, "Don't press it in."
Cang Ji squinted his eyes from the ice in his palm, and said, "Then you bribe me."
Jing Lin repeated: "I bribe you."
Cang Ji laughed aloud and said, "There's a bastard in the mountains, and I've been learning from others for a few days when I go home."
"I'm not a king."
"You're a little bastard." Cang Ji tilted his head slightly, his eyes were hot, and the wave of energy went straight to his heart. He couldn't hold back, squeezed Jing Lin's chin with his hand, pulled it to him, and whispered, "Let me take a sip."
What Jing Lin was about to say, Cang Ji took it as his answer. The fingers snapped open Jinglin's lips arrogantly, bent down and sucked the tip of the tongue, and the body fluid blended and contained it. Jing Lin was held in his neck slightly, revealing a snow-white back, and Cang Ji's palm was covered on it. He couldn't let it go, but he also wanted to rub it vigorously. Trapped in these two difficulties, his heart was hot and cold, and he could only contain it. Use force.
Jing Lin was numb and painful, his palms pressed against Jing Lin's chest, and the back of his neck was rubbed by him and trembled for a while. The temptation of this lust soared in the cold rain, causing Jing Lin to breathe softly between his lips, unable to adapt.
Cang Ji's back was soaked wet, but it wasn't cold at all, his shoulders and arms were full of strength, containing a long-suppressed heat wave. He grabbed Jing Lin's hand and gave Zhichun Jian a little room to breathe.
Jing Lin had already been contained, and was suddenly released, and his lips were red. Cang Ji picked up an umbrella on his toes, propped it up, pulled Jing Lin and walked off the stage.
"I'll be watching you here one day." The umbrella is too small, but Cang Ji's physique is huge. He held an umbrella, and more than half of it was exposed outside, and it was only cooled down by the rain. He took Jing Lin, stopped when he was going down the stairs, and pointed to a Wang Pavilion not far away, "I saw you on the stage with a sword, your white robe like a bird, and you were so proud. I thought that this kid doesn't know how high the sky is, and I will give it to you in the future. He's having a hard time."
Jing Lin held his sword and said, "Let me teach you on the stage."
Cang Ji said: "Why, it's not even a discussion just now? It shrank and trembled as soon as I licked you."
Jing Lin swiped his little finger hastily and said, "You Meng Lang!"
"In the lower Caocang, the cursive character Meng Lang." Cang Ji smiled wantonly, "hitting my palm and scratching and teasing, Linsong-Jun is really not Meng Lang."
Jinglin stumbled under his feet, slammed his head into his back, buried his face and said, "It's not Lord Linsong."
Cang Ji held him down with his hands behind his back, and said, "It's not Lord Linsong, it can only be mine..." Cang Ji paused for a moment, "It's mine."
The two of them got into the corridor of Wang Pavilion, and the silk Luos that climbed along the pillars all withered, and only the dry branches were hanging on the hooks, still tenacious and unyielding. Cang Ji wiped off the only remaining fruit, leaned against the pillar and watched Jing Lin eat it.
"There is water in the north, and the fruit is not as delicious as in previous years. But it's something grown at home, I still want to give you a taste." Cang Ji said, rubbing the back of Jinglin's hand lightly, "The sword has moved, this Something happened at the door."
Jinglin swallowed the sweet and sour juice in his mouth, pursed his lips, and said, "I didn't see the last face of Lan Hai, and the body was buried too quickly, which made me feel uneasy."
"What about after prying open?"
"There is nothing." Jing Lin said, "The body is gone."
Cang Ji raised his head slightly, leaned on the pillar and thought for a while, and said, "I know very little about Lanhai, what do you think?"
Jing Lin wiped his fingers and said: "Lanhai is originally the Heaven Shaking Hammer, and the weapons that can be said to be famous in the door are all from his hands. If there is occasional friction in the throat, he will also hand it over to him. His reputation is not good. Obviously, the forged weapons are famous all over the world. Li Rong's broken spear, Dongjun's mountain and river fan, and his father's retrograde sword are all from his hands."
"If it's a picture, you shouldn't be staring at him." Cang Ji's fingers gently slid on the back of Jinglin's hand, back and forth along the scar, "If it's me, at the critical juncture of crossing the border, it's better to choose between you and Li Rong. one."
"Maybe 'he' actually doesn't want to take risks." Jing Lin looked slightly cold, he said, "We are in the sea of blood, he knows who you and I are, and he must be wary of me. At this juncture, this should not be unnecessary, Doubtful."
"But he still did it."
"Lanhai is also in charge of the spiritual garden in the door."
"Elixir." Cang Ji said, "Lanhai noticed the problem with the pill, and he may have found crucial clues that made Xuehai have to kill. What was wrong with Lanhai before his death?"
"He wrote my name on everyone's palm." Jing Lin spread out his other hand and stared at his palm, "What does this mean?"
Cang Ji fell over and simply lay on Jinglin's leg. He took Jing Lin's palm, wiped it on the lotus pattern, thought for a while, and said, "He has something for you. Why is it you? The clue must be related to you. He wrote his name in such a way that he was so inspiring. Pushed to a dead end, determined that the surroundings were not credible, or already knew who the 'sea of blood' was."
"But." Jing Lin bowed his head, "Just the name, can you figure out that he has something to say to me? We meet less on weekdays and talk less."
"Because he wrote your name." Cang Ji said, "A dying person doesn't do useless work. He has something for you, so he can only entrust it to someone else, but he can't completely trust this person, so he has to do everything in his power. You leave a name on the palm of your hand, so that whether the person tells you or not, you will have questions about it."
Jing Lin was silent for a while and said, "This person didn't tell me."
"This is the key point." Cang Ji said, "He didn't tell you, if he wasn't a sea of blood, he was scheming and planning to do something. Although this matter is confusing, there is one thing that can be understood."
Jinglin looked at him and said slowly, "Brothers are against the wall, the wolf is indoors."
"More than one." Cang Ji put Jing Lin's palm on the tip of his nose and said, "Do you remember what I said to you?"
Jinglin said: "...they all tell lies to me."
"That's right." Cang Ji stared at him and repeated, "They will all lie to you."
The rain was falling, and the night was lonely. Jinglin gradually leaned back, and Han Liang was a snake that jumped up from the bottom of his heart, swimming around his neck. Jing Lin raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, his Adam's apple sliding restlessly in the air.
who is it
In addition to the sea of blood, who else is hiding among the brothers who are also ambitious? What is he going to do, what does he want to do
With a "pop", Jing Lin's head was slammed down, he woke up suddenly, and looked at Cang Ji fixedly.
Cang Ji said: "If your mind is disturbed, your mind will be swayed. You are most likely to be caught in a daze. If you practice swordsmanship, no matter what happens in the future, you must keep your original heart and stay firm. Do you remember it?"
Jinglin said: "I feel confused and have entered a state of doubt."
"The day when everything will come to light." Cang Ji touched Jinglin's forehead and said, "Even if the heavens and the earth are turned upside down and the sea of blood collapses, as long as you still build kendo, nothing will happen."
"What about you?" Jing Lin asked suddenly.
"As a monster, I am unrestrained, and I am not afraid of ghosts and gods." Cang Ji closed his eyes and kissed Jinglin's palm, and said, "Have you heard of the dragon's reverse scales?"
Jinglin said: "The crescent moon is born under the throat of the Canglong, the color is like white jade, although it has the ability to swallow the sky and the sea, and it is the key point. I heard that it is easy to not appear in front of people, because he is called the emperor, sits on an equal footing with the true Buddha, and is in this world. When thousands of people were crawling, no one dared to look closely."
"Not bad." Cang Ji opened his eyes, "This is the key point, if you touch it, you will be angry, and no one can touch it."
Jing Lin nodded, blinked inexplicably, and said, "I have no grudge against him and will not touch him."
Cang Ji laughed for no reason, he clasped the back of Jing Lin's neck, but his eyes were calm.
"I'm different from them." Cang Ji's eyes were deep and dark, he said, "You are like my reverse scale. If you live, I will live, and you will be my life. So no matter how difficult things are in the future How hard is life, I want you to live."
Jing Lin was horrified when he heard the sound, and when the thunder shook, he couldn't help clenching Cang Ji's clothes and said, "I don't want to be like this!"
Cang Ji smiled and rubbed the back of his head lovingly: "I say no all day long, I'm used to acting like a spoiled child here."
Jing Lin was stagnant and said, "...I don't want it."
He was stunned, giving birth to a lot of anxiety. The dampness of the rainy night is also irritating, and the invisible ghosts surround the surroundings, and there is a vast and deep fog everywhere. He grabbed the corner of Cang Ji's clothes, creased wrinkles between his fingers, and rolled them into rolls.
"If you don't want it, don't want it, your clothes will be rubbed for you." Cang Ji sat up and said, "Will you tell me to go naked later?"
Jinglin suddenly approached, with clear eyes, and asked, "What happened to you in the north?"
Cang Ji didn't dodge, but went a step further and said, "You want to know?"
Jinglin nodded, and Cang Ji said, "Let me take a bite."
Jinglin covered his neck and said, "You always leave traces."
"Enclosure." Cang Ji laughed, "I haven't finished occupying it yet, the lower back, the butt, and the side of the legs... I have to bite it all over again."
Jing Lin was originally impatient, which made him sway without hesitation. I can't help but back away, feeling like I've been caught again. But Cang Ji played with his fingers, not knowing how much bad water was left untouched, the smile on his face faded, and he couldn't be straight.
"It's not shy or rash, but things are the top priority. The whole world recognizes you, Lord Linsong, but not necessarily me. If I bite my teeth, it's a matter of stamping the seal." Cang Ji He snorted coldly, "I'll just take a bite on my leg, and I'll be able to see it clearly when I lift it up later. It's printed on the underside of the butt, so you can see it from the front, and you can see it from the back."
Jing Lin heard the fog in the cloud: "What was it in the past?"
Cang Ji said: "It's better to have a try, do you want to try it with me?"
Jing Lin clenched his clothes tightly, and was a little confused when he heard the words. Cang Ji originally intended to change the subject, but when he saw this, his heart softened and he rudely wiped Jing Lin's cheeks.
"There is nothing to do in the north." Cang Ji said, "Even if there is something, then Emperor Cang will stand by it. I said those words not to make you afraid, but to make clear my heart and make it clearer."
"I've never been afraid." Jinglin said, "but I don't want you to die."
"The scourge has left a thousand years." Cang Ji frowned, "I can't die, there are still many things I haven't taught you, and I can't bear to let others teach you, so I can only live with my heart and mind."
He said that he hugged Jinglin, took the person in his arms, and painted the rain as a fish in the air with his hands.
"I love someone." Cang Ji squeezed Jing Lin's fingertips, pressed against Jing Lin's shoulders, and rubbed his ears and temples, "I expected him to be my calamity, so I fell for his Gu. I wanted to see him in the daytime, I want to see him at night. I want to treat him seriously, and I want to be rude to him. I can't explain it, but that's what it means. I'm a bad guy when I meet him, because I can't either ."
The rain soaked his fingertips coldly, and Jing Lin looked sideways.
Cang Ji stayed for a while, and said: "I sometimes want to hold him in my heart to coax him, and sometimes I want to hold him in my arms. Love creates lust, not lust creates love. Evil and fierce." He rubbed against Jing Lin's side cheeks, "I will be vicious and fierce in the future, I want to smash him, I want to swallow him, I want to hold him up and play with him. What do you think I should do? "
Jing Lin's cheeks were slightly reddish by his rubbing, and he could only respond with a dumb "um".
"Why doesn't he answer." Cang Ji hugged him, "Don't want me? Don't you like me? It's best not to like me, because I want him to love me."
Jing Lin's hands and feet were numb, and Cang Ji said that there was an aftertaste in his internal organs. He saw the fish jumping to life in front of him, jumping in the air and twitching its tail. He wanted to close his eyes, but he felt that the person behind him would be more obvious when he closed his eyes, so he opened his mouth slightly and looked at Cang Ji.
"I… "
Jing Lin slammed into Cang Ji's lips. He is like a new beast, licking and biting is clumsy, but with the courage to sink the boat. Cang Ji let him go, clasped his palm around his waist, and rubbed it against his lower abdomen. Jing Lin kissed people with a big head and a head, but he didn't know that the dragon breath in the sea of myself gathered together, and dispersed without a shadow during the rubbing movement of Cang Ji, but the more kissed, the hotter, and finally it was so hot that the buttons of the clothes were lightly stretched, and the neck was raised. Clavicle exposed.
After Cang Ji finished rubbing, he suddenly picked up Jing Lin, dragged his legs around his waist, and pressed the person on the pillar. The breath was mixed into one, Cang Ji's lips and teeth slid down, down Jinglin's neck.
The pressure on Jinglin's back was painful, and he felt that something was pressing against his abdomen. The temperature was amazing and the touch was ferocious. There was some rain splashing on his face, and he couldn't catch his breath.
Cang Ji also raised his head, the fierceness in his eyes was pressing, and his shoulders and arms were stretched. But the time is not right, the place is not right, and he is reluctant to let Jing Lin freeze next to him, so he said, "Come out, let me have enough, tonight will be enough."
Jing Lin felt the hardness, opened his mouth a little, and the tip of his tongue only showed a hint of color, and he was sucked.
The heavy rain poured down, and the sound of gasping in the darkness was unbearable, and Cang Ji was soaked in sweat.
He has gone crazy.
Crazy enough to even want to be imprisoned in his arms, leaving no smell, sound, or shadow for others.