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Tan Zao was transferred to He Lingze's room along with his luggage - it was said to be luggage, but it was actually all the clothes bought for him by the demons. He was kidnapped when he came here, and the only thing he had with him was the mask except the clothes. Search: \(,,,,,,) to watch fine literature for free
There are many small cups in He Lingze's room. Tan Zao knows that they are all insects raised by him. In the past, he was often scolded by Tan Zao, but he did not dare to put insects in the room.
Tan Zao isn't actually afraid of insects, and although he doesn't like it, he did have his disgust in his heart.
He opened the cups and took a look. All the Gu worms were sleeping, and Tan Zao, who was carrying the female Gu King, didn't attack him. Instead, he felt close. There was a golden silkworm Gu, and he rubbed against Tan affectionately. Algae fingers.
Tan Zao touched its fat and tender body, thinking that it is no wonder that the power of the Holy Religion has recovered so much in a few years. They have countless treasures, and they have the secret art of Gu insects, which naturally attracts people.
The reappearance of the Gu worm secret technique in the world is like walking out of the deep mountains with the holy religion, and the forces of the rivers and lakes will inevitably be divided again.
It's just that he should... not see that day.
While Tan Zao was sighing, He Ling pushed the door open.
At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and He Ling was probably taking a bath after practicing the exercises. The outer robe was only loosely covered with a robe. The soft cloth covered his tall and powerful body. The moonlight softened his outline. Because of the Gu worm, he really looked no different from Tan Zao when he first met him. The time that passed between them seemed to never exist.
When Tan Zao was in a trance, he heard He Ling displeased: "Why aren't you warming the bed?"
Tan Zao didn't realize what he was saying for a while, "Huh?"
He Ling said: "The bed is cold, how can the leader sleep!"
Tan Zao: "..."
Tan Zao said in disbelief, "Want me to warm the bed?"
He Ling looked at him coldly and did not answer, but the emotion revealed in his eyes was undoubtedly affirmative.
Tan Zao walked to the bed with heavy steps and got into the quilt.
Forgiving him wanting to break his head, he didn't expect He Ling to be so innocent. It's not that he was expecting He Ling to do something else, but this is... too much!
Tan Zao buried himself under the quilt, while He Ling sat there playing with his bugs while he was warming up the bed.
Both of them are doing their own thing.
After a long while, He Ling suddenly said, "Do I know your father?"
Tan Zao was drowsy. He didn't realize that he was talking to himself at first. He suddenly woke up and said lazily, "I don't know my father myself, so how do you know if you know him?"
He Ling said: "I have spent all my time thinking about it, and I always feel that in my childhood memory, there is a lovable brother who looks similar to you, but better than you, like a flower on a high mountain, unreachable. But later, he seems to have disappeared, and I can't remember... I have to ask Jin Wei again."
Tan Zao: "..."
Tan Zao rolled his eyes under the quilt.
He Ling held up the Gu cup, sighed at Yue Zhe, and then climbed onto the bed.
He squeezed Tan Zao inside, and lay down in the warm place where Tan Zao slept.
Tan Zao: "..."
He Ling continued to express his admiration for the older brother he remembered as a child, "He is usually indifferent, but he actually loves my younger brother very much in his heart."
Tan Zao: "...How did Master He know about his inner matter?"
He Lingze: "..."
He Lingze: "You don't know, I raised Gu."
Tan Zao resisted the urge to sneer.
It seems that the memories of He Lingze's madness have not all disappeared, but he mistook it for the scattered memories of his childhood, but he didn't know that He Ling looked at himself this way at that time.
He Ling talked for a while, "It's probably like this, I think you are familiar."
Tan Zao: "Oh, the leader is wise."
He Ling turned over and fell asleep holding the quilt.
Tan Zao was squeezed by him and rolled to the inside of the bed. At this time, He Ling fell asleep, only to find that He Ling was like a mountain range in front of him, making it difficult for him to get out of bed.
After sitting up and looking at it, Tan Zao felt that even if he got out of bed, he would have no place to sleep. Anyway, the bed was very big, so he could just sleep here.
So Tan Zao lay down again.
In the middle of the night, Tan Zao was woken up by He Lingze.
Tan Zao: "...what are you doing?"
He Lingze: "Why did you sleep in my bed, let you warm the bed, not let you sleep."
Tan Zao: "..."
He Lingze: "Go to sleep on the pedal."
Tan Zao slept on the pedal with a quilt with resentment. He never expected that He Lingze died and begged Bailai to sleep on the pedal of his bed, and now he can only sleep on the pedal of He Lingze's bed.
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, things are unpredictable...
Tan Zao dreamed of dawn and opened his eyes...
"what!!!!!!!"
Frightened by the big face of He Lingze who was lying on the edge of the bed looking at him, he rolled to the ground with the quilt, still in shock, "Sect Master!!!! Are you crazy!!!!"
He Ling was furious, "Presumptuous!!"
Tan Zao was startled, and immediately realized that he was a little confused about the time, and yelled at He Ling.
He calmed down for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, Teacher He, I just woke up and I'm a little excited."
He Ling looked at him coldly, "This is not an example."
"Yes." Tan Zao calmed down, touched his face, and found that the mask was missing. At first glance, it was actually caught in He Lingze's hand. It seemed that He Lingze was not only lying on the bedside to look at him, but also Take off the mask.
"Master He, can you return the mask to me?"
"No." He Ling threw the mask in his hand and squinted at him, "You are in the Holy Religion, everything on your body, including you, belongs to the Holy Religion, and this mask is no exception, how long does the leader want to enjoy it? , as long as you enjoy it."
Tan Zao: "..."
He Ling said disdainfully: "The customs of the Jiemo people are nothing more than that."
Tan Zao was a little angry when he heard this.
He had been in Luona City for a few years, and the Jiemo people treated him very well, but He Ling sneered at this, which really made him unhappy.
Tan Zao said: "Congratulations to the sect master!"
He Ling squinted, "You'd better find out who you are now." Before waiting for Tan Zao to reply, he said again, "I asked someone to check, are you Bai Shanting's younger brother?"
Tan Zao looked at him coldly and did not answer.
"Then how could you be a Jiemo..." He Ling smashed the mask to pieces.
Tan Zao: "When did I say I'm a Jiemo?"
He Ling was stunned.
Tan Zao: "Even if I'm not a Jiemo person, it's too much for the leader He to do."
He Ling turned over, leaned against the head of the bed, and pressed his fingers to the corners of his lips, "What can you do?"
Tan Zao said nothing, raised a Gu cup in his hand and fell to the ground.
He Ling's pupils shrank, "You... that's a poisonous Gu worm!"
Before he finished speaking, Tan Zao had already stepped on the scorpion inside and broke a pincer.
The gray-purple Gu scorpion held the only remaining pincer and lay on the ground silently. It was obviously not dead, but it had no intention of attacking Tan Zao.
Seeing that Tan Zao was not injured, He Ling unconsciously let out a sigh of relief, and then said angrily, "How dare you hurt my Gu worm!" gd1806102
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