Qin Lang did not expect that Lang Qianxing could clearly remember what happened at the time after he woke up. He was questioned like this, and he didn't know how to answer.
He just couldn't bear to see him in such pain, and he removed each other's clothes just to better exert the spiritual power of Shui Linggen so as to suppress the demon blood on Lang Qianxing's body. As for Lang Qianxing's initiative to approach, hug, kiss, tease, almost barbaric intercourse, he probably condoned it and became a habit and didn't want to refuse.
With the pain that all the meridians seemed to burst, Lang Qianxing really felt that he was about to die. But later Qin Lang's spiritual power calmed him down, and he felt most of the pain relief, and the situation didn't seem to be too serious.
Lang Qianxing recalled the feeling at that time, and looked at Qin Lang's expression at the moment, and there was still something he couldn't understand.
Master could obviously restrain him at that time. If he was afraid that he would explode and die, he only needed to use a spell, a formation or even a spell to immobilize him, and then slowly continue to send him spiritual power. But he didn't, he chose to indulge again and chose to bear it.
Lang Qianxing looked at the person in front of him who was forced to say something to refute because of his simple sentence, but couldn't find any strong evidence. He took the person into his arms with both hands, and sighed and said with satisfaction: "Master, let's get married. Che."
The person in his arms did not respond, which was expected by Lang Qianxing, his master always liked to respond with silence.
But this time, the person in his arms was only silent for a while, and answered him: "Okay."
A stingy word, just as short and outrageous as when he promised him when he was on the small hill of Xiatianjing.
Ke Lang Qianxing's heart still jumped fast because of such a single word.
"Master... I said that we formed a contract, had a ceremony to form a Dao, and became each other's Dao companion... You, do you understand what I mean?" As if stepping on a soft cloud, Lang Qianxing was full of unreality, He couldn't help but ask again, and in a panic, he lowered his head to look at Qin Lang's expression.
Qin Lang had been messing with him for three days, and he really didn't rest well. At this time, when he heard him ask again, he became impatient. He didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and turned around and went to sleep.
Although in Lang Qianxing's eyes, he became angry.
Lang Qianxing was overjoyed once again, and hurriedly put it on, hugged the man's cool but incomparably soft body, and said flatteringly in his ear: "Master, don't ignore me, I'm just too happy. I love you so much, why are you so nice…”
[Ding, Lang Qianxing - favorability +5, current favorability is 97. ]
A kiss full of tenderness fell on Qin Lang's round shoulder, he was so gentle, Qin Lang almost fell asleep.
However, his buttocks hit something hard, and he woke up most of the sleepiness. He looked back at Lang Qianxing half in disbelief and half ashamed.
But that man was simply doting on his favor, and after three days of running in with the muddy place, he easily went against Qin Lang's intentions, and enthusiastically wrapped the sudden invasion of the comer with a scorching heat.
Qin Lang's expression was twisted for a second, and his face was full of unnaturalness. His reddish cheeks expressed inexplicable shame, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You... you..." Half forced to accept with sobriety when the apprentice was not sober, That is of course different.
But Lang Qianxing was shamelessly wronged: "It's the master who seduced me... The master doesn't wear anything. How can I hold back my admiration for the master so much?"
Qin Lang was once again shocked by his shamelessness: "you... you... "
However, you haven't come out with anything for a long time. The pleasure that made him ashamed and joyful made him confused, unable to find the right words of condemnation.
He cursed in an unprecedented manner:
"Rebel..."
"Shameless..."
The non-aggressive scolding sound was just a different kind of love in Lang Qianxing's ears. Although he was full of hot love, his actions were gentle and careful. Not to blame.
Knowing that when he was unconscious, he was too cruel and hurt Shizun, but because he heard the word "good" from Shizun, he couldn't restrain his inner excitement and wanted to love him once.
fuck! Paralyzed! TMD!
Qin Lang's swear words spread all over the street, he was about to collapse, is this guy deliberately slow to grind him to death
His fingers couldn't help grasping the light clothes that were on the two of them, and the too thin clothes were suddenly clenched, directly exposing Lang Qianxing, who could have covered his waist and abdomen, to the air.
Lang Qianxing was stunned for a moment, then stopped immediately, and asked in a low voice, "Master, is it hurting?"
Ahh! You fucking stopped!
Qin Lang just wanted to kick this guy down, do you fucking want to do it right? !
Lang Qianxing didn't get a response, and he felt more and more remorseful. Master had been injured by him before. Although his body was not as fragile as a mortal, the pain must still be there.
"It's a thousand lines that are not good, Master take a good rest..."
Qin Lang felt that the people behind him had withdrawn, and his head was hurting with anger, so take a good rest!
Qin Lang opened his eyes, turned around abruptly, and bit the other's maddening mouth under Lang Qianxing's astonishment.
Lang Qianxing was bitten very painfully, but he didn't want to let go at all. He hugged the master who was irritated by him, thinking that he would have to coax him later. It was because he was so angry that he lost his usual indifferent and indifferent appearance.
After a happy time, Qin Lang fell into a deep sleep.
Lang Qianxing gently wiped Qin Lang's body, Qin Lang was too tired and showed no sign of being disturbed. Lang Qianxing secretly checked it again, except for the redness and swelling caused by the wanton just now, there was almost no injury.
Lang Qianxing was relieved, he had already left the mortal body at the Spirit Transformation stage, and this kind of ordinary (but not simple) injury recovered quickly.
When Qin Lang woke up, he was refreshed and put on a simple moon-white robe.
He was still in the hazy stage when he just woke up, and the porcelain was stuck to his lips. He reflexively lowered his head and drank the clear water in his mouth. After moisturizing his dry throat, he slowly looked towards and waited for him. people.
Lang Qianxing was in high spirits, his long hair was tied up high, and he was also wearing a simple moon-white robe, which looked like a couple's outfit with Qin Lang.
Not knowing what to think, Qin Lang coughed slightly with a warm expression on his face.
At this time, a small fluffy head protruded from the entrance of the cave, and finally the little monster who could see the scene in the cave quietly "meow".
However, he found that he did not succeed in being cute. Instead, he received the owner's extremely cold eyes. It couldn't help shrinking its neck, subconsciously trying to escape, but thinking that it was the owner in the cave, and couldn't move its claws.
"Master, I'm going to kill it, this kind of evil..." Lang Qianxing got off the boulder and walked towards the little monster with his sword in hand.
"Meow!!!" The little monster was so frightened that his hair exploded, it, it, it... it passed on to the master's previous master's skills, why did the master kill it? !
Qin Lang grabbed Lang Qianxing, who had a sinister look on his face, "You can't kill it. If you kill it, your soul will be damaged. You are its master, and it can't hurt anyone without your order."
"Meow!" The little monster immediately heard who was maintaining it, and quickly hid behind Qin Lang.
Lang Qianxing watched its movements, pursed his lips, and looked at Qin Lang with complex eyes, but he hesitated.
Qin Lang understood his concerns, worries and doubts at a glance, and sighed slowly, saying, "I knew it from the first time Ming Zhong met you."
Mingzhong meeting? He couldn't say he was disappointed, but he felt that way. He had long known that Qin Lang was a little strange to accept him as his apprentice, but he was also amazed that Qin Lang could see at a glance that there was something wrong with him.
Qin Lang continued to speak gently: "I also know that you first approached me because of Yunhua."
Qin Lang stood motionless, completely startled by Qin Lang's words.
It's just a matter of Mingzhong meeting. If you can see the problem of his bloodline at a glance, it is reasonable to say that his cultivation is profound. However, how could Qin Lang know about his entanglement with Yunhua, his hatred for Yunhua when he was reborn
No, not right. In this life, he had already gone to Qingyun Peak before he had time to meet Yunhua. How did Qin Lang know that his approach was because he wanted to retaliate against Yunhua
unless…
Lang Qianxing's eyes widened, and he stared at Qin Lang right and wrong. Could it be what he thought
"Tianjingshi." Qin Lang said succinctly, "Yunhua finally gave me the Tianjingshi. When you exploded, it felt it."
"You..." Lang Qianxing took two steps back, still full of shock.
Qin Lang just looked at him calmly, waiting for him to slowly digest this shocking thing.
Rebirth, not only was he reborn, Qin Lang was also reborn together.
Is it because of that peculiar sky spar? One is the person who has supported it for five hundred years, and the other is the owner who finally got it, so they returned to the original time together.
Originally, Master said at first that it was true to save him, because he didn't want him to do anything for revenge and lose his heart. For his offense and provocation when he first arrived at Qingyun Peak, tolerance is also because of this.
why? The grievances between him and Yunhua are none of his business, so why should Qin Lang care
Lang Qianxing's eyes amidst huge doubts suddenly looked at Qin Lang resentfully, with sourness, shouldn't the master not want him to take revenge on his good senior brother? After all, the brothers and sisters who have been around for nearly a thousand years.
Lang Qianxing tilted his head to one place, and even his hair was full of grievances.
Qin Lang looked inexplicably, "Qianxing?"
The cold voice was still as soft, and the closer relationship made his call more gentle. Hearing that, Lang Qianxing retreated most of the time.
After the jealousy passed, Lang Qianxing suddenly recalled the painting Qin Lang gave him. He blew himself up, overflowing with demonic energy, causing the tragic death of hundreds of innocent disciples of the Tianyun Sect. Come to think of it, this should be the reason.
Saving him is also saving those innocent disciples. Master is so good, of course, he can't bear to let them die in vain.
"Master, you are not allowed to take anything from him in the future." For a long time, Lang Qianxing replied to him dully. He still remembered that Yunhua had sent things to Qin Lang several times when he came to Qingyun Peak, but he didn't. Only wine.
Qin Lang replied to him silently and dotingly, still a short word: "Okay."