It was already evening when we returned to Fengyue Peak. Jiang Fu had just entered the yard when he saw Tie Niu coming out of the house. He didn't see him for just a month. He found that the other party had grown taller, with handsome and sharp eyebrows. His dark eyes were like deep pools.
Tieniu smiled at him, all the coldness dissipated in an instant, and the smile was gentle and respectful.
"Master, you are back."
Jiang Fu nodded slightly, pushed open the door and walked in. There was already a steaming bathtub in the room. Although cultivators can use the cleaning spell to keep themselves clean, Jiang Fu is still used to such warm baths.
He casually raised his hand, and Tie Niu, who was following him, stepped forward to undress him.
This time, Jiang Fu had a discussion with other cultivation sects about demon cultivation at the foot of the mountain, and went to the nearby area to investigate and deal with related information. He came back after a full month of work. Let Tieniu go out after obscene clothes.
Tieniu hung his clean robes on the screen with a low eyebrow, quietly retreated, and stood guard at the door.
He won the Trial Conference four years ago, and then became Jiang Fu's disciple.
After staying in Fengyue Peak for a month, he took the initiative to ask Jiang Fu to be his inner disciple. The inner disciple is the lowest and busiest among the inner disciples. He is responsible for miscellaneous work and has no time to accept any trial.
Jiang Fu was not willing to give up on him at first, but seeing that he had made no progress since entering Fengyue Peak, there was indeed nothing he could do. After asking his wishes many times, he finally stopped insisting and allowed him to be his internal disciple.
Although Tieniu's spiritual roots were weak, and he could only achieve a little better than the outer disciples after a long time of hard work, Jiang Fu was very comfortable after becoming an internal affairs disciple.
Sometimes Jiang Fu just gave a look, and Tie Niu would tacitly hand over a cup of tea or a book he often read. Tie Niu was like his shadow that followed him everywhere, non-existent but indispensable.
The thin door panel revealed a dense halo, Jiang Fu thought that he was still the internal affairs disciple with a low cultivation base, and did not set up any soundproofing techniques around the room, so Tie Niu could clearly hear the dripping sound inside, The slight sound of splashing water sneaked into his ears from every inch of the window sill.
Warm and moist.
When you close your eyes, you can imagine that there is not an inch of snow white, and the iron cow stands motionless, the chaotic breathing is tightly suppressed in the throat, and the depth of the drooping eyes is faintly shining with blood red gleam.
It wasn't long before Jiang Fu washed it, but today, after an hour, Jiang Fu didn't ask him to go in and clean it up.
Tieniu hesitantly asked loudly several times, but he didn't get an answer. A faint worry arose in his heart, and he shouted tentatively for the last time.
"Master! Disciple offended!"
After waiting for a second, he decisively pushed open the door and rushed in, and suddenly froze when he walked around behind the screen.
Curly steam rises from the wooden bathtub, Jiang Fu leans his head on the edge of the bathtub, and sleeps soundly with his eyes closed.
The jet-black long hair like a waterfall floats on the clear water, entangled softly like countless branches and vines growing in a forest, luring the intruders to be restrained willingly.
He was not wearing an inch of hair, and his shoulders and neck were graceful when exposed to the water, white and greasy like snow, and the wet water droplets seemed to glow on it, which made people dazzled.
The blood all over Tie Niu's body rushed wildly in his limbs and bones, he was a little out of breath for a while, and a slight blush appeared on his face.
After a while, he walked lightly to the side of the bathtub, stared at Jiang Fu intently, swallowed and asked in a low voice.
"Master? Disciple help you to rest."
Jiang Fu seemed to be really exhausted, and he didn't even wake up. His sleeping face was quiet and soft, without the usual indifference and alienation, like a fairy who fell into the world.
Tieniu held his breath unconsciously, not daring to disturb him at all, his straight eyes were like a greedy snake licking his smooth forehead, thick and slender eyelashes, tall nose bridge and pink lips inch by inch. valve.
Flawless and delicious.
"Master, the disciple has offended."
Tieniu's soft sigh was filled with strange joy, he stretched out his hand and pressed Jiang Fu's shoulder, the touch was as smooth as fine bone china, which made it hard to put it down.
Jiang Fu's high inviolability is known to everyone in the Tiangan faction, and no one dares to approach him easily on weekdays, and he is also used to keeping a distance from everyone.
Therefore, after realizing that he was being touched, even in a deep dream, he subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, frowned, and struggled to open his trembling eyelashes.
Tieniu's strength was slightly heavier, leaving red finger marks on his smooth shoulders.
At the same time, a cloud of chaotic black mist overflowed from his body, rising slowly and gradually enveloping Jiang Fu in the bathtub, it seemed to penetrate into his flesh and blood, and soon disappeared.
But Jiang Fu, who was about to wake up, suddenly became motionless and fell into a deep sleep that he couldn't break out of.
A faint smile floated on Tieniu's face, he rubbed the corners of Jiang Fu's eyes with his fingertips, lowered his head lovingly and sniffed the dense fragrance, the hazy water mist dyed a bit of lingering ambiguity, captivating people's hearts Sour and soft, full of lust.
"Master..."
The low voice gradually overflowed with uncontrollable longing and paranoia, and the strong love has long since turned into a dark obsession in the turbulent entanglement of years, like a haze that covers the sky and traps the only ray of light. Inseparable.
The bright red lips were licked repeatedly, and Jiang Fu was always lying in his arms unaware, looking defenseless like a sweet little beast with all its minions pulled out, being forced into a corner by a ferocious hunting beast to devour it inch by inch Bite and swallow it all into the stomach.
He was leaning softly on the iron ox's chest, with only a snow-white robe draped over his body, his slender and flexible body was looming, and his hanging feet were dripping with wet water marks, leaving traces all the way on the ground.
Tieniu hugged Jiang Fu to the bed, then knelt beside the bed obsessively looking at the quiet sleeping man, his voice full of grievances.
"Master, you haven't sent a letter this month, this disciple misses you so much."
He leaned down and kissed the dimple on Jiang Fu's cheek reluctantly, holding his hand against his face, with an intimate gesture like a loving couple.
Jiang Fu naturally didn't speak, the drooping eyelashes cast a circle of shadows under the white eyelids, and the lining skin became whiter and brighter, and it could be broken by blowing a bullet.
He tilted his head slightly, the neckline was graceful and moving, and the sunken collarbone formed a graceful arc, the seductive person just wanted to fill it with exclusive imprints.
Tieniu's eyes dimmed, and the terrifying emotion in his depths was chilling. He bent down slightly, and poked his slender hands in from Jiang Fu's only outer robe, slowly kneading them lovingly.
The low sigh was full of regret.
"Master, when will you find out?"
In the early morning of the next day, Han Yu came to Fengyue Peak with the scroll. When he entered the courtyard, he happened to meet Jiang who opened the door. Han Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at his loose clothes and lazy appearance, and whistled maliciously.
"Yo, Cheng Shui, if someone else sees your appearance, it will be a great beauty in the cultivation world."
Jiang Fu glanced at him with his brows pressed, and said helplessly.
"Brother, don't make fun of me. I came back to sleep for too long yesterday, so I just woke up."
He gathered his clothes, and then sat down in front of the jade table in the courtyard. Tie Niu, who appeared behind him at some time, came over with a teapot and made two cups of tea, and then quietly retreated to the side.
Han Yu sat across from him, shrugged while handing him the scroll.
"We cultivators could have closed the five senses, but you insisted on staying asleep as before the practice, so many good times were wasted."
"If the time brother mentioned refers to going down the mountain to visit flower alleys or sneaking into other sects to make trouble, then I would rather sleep peacefully in the house."
Jiang Fu opened the scroll without raising his head, looked at it carefully for a while, and then put it down, his face as calm as water.
Han Yu asked curiously.
"Is there still no one you are looking for? This is the last person named Yuan I can find."
Jiang Fu shook his head, as if he had expected such a result, he smiled and said.
"Brother, don't worry, the person I'm looking for will always appear."
Han Yu clicked his tongue, shook the teacup, and said with emotion.
"You are really persistent. You suddenly want to find a guy named Yuan, and you still refuse to give up after looking for it for so many years. Why, who is she? Could it be the little girl you never forget before you cultivate?"
Tieniu behind Jiang Fu paused suddenly, and cast a heavy glance at Jiang Fu.
"Not..."
Jiang Fu thought about it, even if he finds Yuan Chen in the future, he will tell them, so why not give them a psychological preparation at this time.
So he paused, and changed his words again.
"That's right, but he is a man and my future Taoist companion."
"What?"
At the same time, it was Han Yu and Tieniu who were stunned. Jiang Fu smiled with his chin propped up, and replied solemnly.
"That's right, it's indeed my baby relative before I cultivated, but he may have forgotten me, so I want to find him early, so that he won't be snatched away by others."
Han Yu looked at him in disbelief and asked in surprise.
"I didn't expect you, Cheng Shui, to be such an infatuated person, but now you are a real person in the world of comprehension. If he is not a comprehension person, or even... he is no longer alive, then what should you do?"
Tieniu behind Jiang Fu also stared at him, tensely sullen.
Jiang Fu smiled casually, having such an unquestionable and firm affection for unknown people is a silent thunderbolt thrown in front of anyone who admires him, and the heart of the agitated person is almost oozing with jealousy.
"No, I will definitely find him."
Han Yu sighed and shook his head, jokingly supported his head and said.
"Nowadays there are quite a few resentful teenagers and girls in the cultivation world."
Jiang Fu smiled and didn't continue talking about this topic.
"Second Senior Brother, why aren't you with me?"
"Xiao Li is still at the foot of the mountain. The major sects were attacked by demon cultivators on the way back yesterday. You went back early, and Xiao Li and I stayed and dealt with it. Now he is dealing with the aftermath."
Jiang Fu suppressed the smile on his face, and asked with a frown.
"Is the situation serious?"
Han Yu shook his head and his face became serious.
"Same as the previous ones, every recent change in the magic repair seems to be a deliberate provocation, and there are not many clues left."
Jiang Fu caressed the warm edge of the teacup, his drooping eyes showed a coldness, and after a moment of contemplation, he ordered.
"I will call all the disciples to gather in the hall in a while, this time I will completely solve the matter of the magic cultivator."
He became the new head as early as three years ago, and he is calm on weekdays, but once he issues orders as the head, no one dares to disobey.
Han Yu's face changed slightly, he stood up and bowed slightly, saluting respectfully.
"Yes, Master."