Chu nightning looked at her up and down. Before in the Xuanyuan Pavilion, I felt that this person has a state of mind. At this moment, when I look up close, it is even more delicate and beautiful, like the bright sun shining on the sun, and the ebony-like hair seems to be able to shine. The surroundings are shining brightly, it is truly stunning in the world, no wonder Nangong Si likes it.
Thinking like this, I couldn't help but quietly glanced at the ink burning, wondering what the ink burning would be.
Unexpectedly, when I turned my eyes, the sight was right with the ink burning. The ink burning did not look at Song Qiutong at all, as if there was an air standing next to Nangong Si, but he was staring at himself all the time, and the two eyes met, The ink burned gently and smiled.
Chu nightning was seen by him numb, but he had to pretend to be calm on his face. He and Mo Ran looked at each other for a moment, and then he seemed to turn his eyes away indifferently.
"There are many demon wolves raised in Xiaoyue school grounds. The bravest one is Nao Baijin, and I like it the most."
Nangong Si led the crowd to the middle of the empty pasture, took out the jade flute attached to his waist, and blew a sharp whistle three times. After a moment of silence, there were demonic winds in the distant forest, and a snow-white light and shadow, like a whirlwind of lightning, leaped out of the forest. Almost in the blink of an eye, a demon wolf with crystal hair and golden claws leaped into the air, pulling its body into a smooth stream. The arc of it, it let out a howl, "Oooo-", with the cold winter sun behind it, and then leaned down and stopped firmly in front of Nangong Si.
"Ow!"
Nangong Si stepped forward and touched its fluffy neck, turned back and smiled: "Grandmaster, you see, it has grown so big, it was still a little cub when you left."
"The year I left, it was already as tall as an adult man." Chu nightning said expressionlessly.
"Hahahaha, isn't it? I always thought it was small and a cub."
"… "
"Grandmaster, come and ride."
As Nangong Si spoke, he blew the flute again, and summoned two other snow-white demon wolves from the woods: "Master Mo, are you here to play too?"
The three of them each turned on the back of the demon wolf, and Nangong Si said, "Hold tight to the rope or neck hair, and clip your legs, which is similar to riding a horse." After speaking, he lowered his head and said to Song Qiutong, "Qiutong, you ride with me. One, I'll take you."
Chu nightning originally thought that he would not, but he stepped on the back of the demon wolf and tried to walk a few steps, and he felt that it was not difficult. Even because the demon wolf was quite spiritual, he could clearly understand the rider's mind, so it was easier to control. Ordinary horses are much easier.
Nangong Si smiled and said, "How is it? Take a lap?"
"Can I go anywhere here?"
"It's okay, Houshan Linyuan and Xiaoyue school grounds, just run."
The ink burned and smiled: "Is this going to be a game?"
"Let's have a game." Chu nightning glanced at Nangong Si who was riding on the demon wolf with Song Qiutong, thinking that this was an opportunity to enhance the emotions of the couple, so he readily agreed.
Nangong Si smiled and untied a spiritual stone bracelet on his wrist, and said, "In this case, let's go to Ganquan Lake in the north of Linyuan and catch five groupers. The first one to return here is the winner. How about this chain as a lucky head?"
"The Seven Star Spirit Stone Chain, Young Master Nangong is too generous."
"I'm happy that a thousand gold can't be bought." Nangong Si tightened the rope and lowered his head to Song Qiutong, "Sit firmly, don't fall, if you run fast, tell me."
Mo Ran glanced at Song Qiutong and smiled: "I'm afraid that Nangong's chain can be taken out in advance."
"Ha, look down on me, I grew up on the back of a wolf, let alone bring one more person, even if you bring another one, it's a trivial matter, let's go, I'll count three two one, and start."
"Three, two—one!"
As soon as the voice fell, three snow-white lights and shadows swooped out of the sky like arrows piercing through the forest. They stomped on Xiao Sha's pasture and jumped to the end of the hunting garden in an instant, disappearing into the depths of the dense forest.
Chu Wanning slowed down at the beginning and followed behind Nangong Si and Song Qiutong, but then Song Qiutong's screams came from time to time, and after listening to it for a long time, his ears were tired, and he couldn't bear the girl's coquettish hatred. He couldn't help but speed up and surpassed the past.
As the exclamation of "Young Master, slow down" from behind, Chu nightning gradually felt the pleasure of riding a demon wolf. This kind of spirit beast is so smart that he even needs to move his fingertips a little bit. Bai Bai could understand his intentions and react immediately. It is no wonder that Nangong Si is so rare in these animals.
The winter wind was blowing, but he didn't feel the cold. Chu nightning looked up at the scattered and mottled sunlight in front of him. , feeling that this galloping was very enjoyable, so he drove Nao Baijin's feet to run wildly, his wolf claws stepped on the thick coniferous forest, raising billowing dust.
And behind him, the ink burned the black-clawed demon wolf, and followed closely from beginning to end. In that moment, there was an inexplicable comfort and peace of mind in Chu nightning's mind.
He suddenly felt not so sure that he finally seemed to have the power to move forward arbitrarily, as if no matter where he ran, there would be such footsteps behind him, such a person, constantly echoing and never parting.
Chu Wanning arrived at Ganquan Lake almost at the same time as Mo Ran, where the blue waves are full, the lake water is as clear as a Xuanjian, and the water system is extremely rich in spiritual energy. Both sides of the lake are nourished by spiritual currents. The branches and leaves are lush, and behind the green leaves, there are countless golden fruits hidden, and the wind is also filled with a sweet citrus fragrance.
Falling steadily to the ground, Chu nightning looked around and said: "It's a good place for Zhong Lingyuxiu."
The ink burned with the black claw demon wolf, came over, and asked with a smile: "Master likes it, and when I go back, I will plant many fruit trees on the top of life and death. I will keep it with spiritual energy throughout the year, and I will pick it if I want to eat it."
Chu nightning snorted, noncommittal, walked to the lake, raised his hand and summoned the sky to ask.
When the ink burned, it looked wrong and stopped him: "What?"
"Catch fish."
"...Master shouldn't want to open the wind and twist all the fish in the lake."
"What are you thinking?" Chu nightning glared at him, threw the golden vines onto the lake, and then said lightly to the lake, "Who are you tired of living? I wish you were hooked."
After saying this three times, Chu nightning took Tianwen back, and on the golden leaves, there were actually a few fat-headed fish who were reluctantly turning their eyes and spit bubbles to look at the sky.
Chu nightning looked at it and turned to ask Mo Ran: "Did he say that he wants grouper?"
"Um."
"... Do you know what the grouper looks like?" After Chu nightning finished, he felt that it might be too convoluted to ask, so he just picked up the whole day and raised the fishes he caught to Mo Ran. , "Are there any in these?"
"... Let me catch it for Master."
Mo Ran caught ten fish and put them in the Qiankun sacks on the necks of the two demon wolves. Chu nightning put a few "don't want to live" fish that he just caught, and put them back into the water, and put them lightly. Said: "Life is too short, please bear with it for a while."
Hearing such a sentence, Mo Ran only felt that this man was both funny and cute. He put the last grouper, turned around, and saw Chu Wanning walking towards the shore from the side of the blue water cold pool, and the lake was in He was swaying behind him, dipping his white figure into a gentle, hazy look.
He suddenly had a strong desire in his heart, wanted to stride over, hold Chu Wanning in his arms, wanted to kiss him, want to touch him with the utmost tenderness, and wanted to smash him, wanted to pull him into the orange forest , pressed him against the tree, raised his legs and invaded him infinitely and rudely.
He watched Chu Wanning getting closer and closer, and was surprised that his desire was so contradictory and so strong, the softest and the roughest were born to the king.
Love, love.
Isn't that what it looks like
Hard heat is the fiery fierce blade that cuts through you.
Gentleness is the tenderness of spring water that wraps you.
"Nangong Si is also true." Chu nightning did not see the darkness in Mo Ran's eyes, he walked to Mo Ran and checked the Qiankun bag on Nao Baijin's neck, "Bring a girl, running so slow ."
"Probably doing something else."
The ink burned his brain a little hot, and his wolf-like eyes stared at the white neck that was exposed when Chu nightning bowed his head, and his abdomen was hot, and he murmured in such a deep voice without thinking.
Chu nightning was stunned for a moment: "What to do?"
"..." The ink burned and then reacted, feeling sloppy, coughing dryly, don't look away, "Nothing."
Chu nightning has thought about the taste, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he squinted dangerously, and he seemed to be thin and angry: "What are you thinking about, get on the horse, go back!"
Mo Ran moved his lips and wanted to say "it's not a horse, it's a wolf", but looking at Chu Wanning's gloomy complexion and red ear tips, he swallowed the words again.
With some regret, he watched Chu Wanning ride on Nao Baijin with a fierce skill, and he was carrying a romantic and unparalleled beauty. He all yearned for it narrowly. He thought that if Chu nightning was his person, then he would soften the person, and he couldn't get on the horse's back, nor the wolf's back, so he could only get into his arms.
Immediately, he was shocked and guilty at the thought of his own, and he subconsciously shook his head.
This move happened to be seen by Chu nightning, and Chu nightning asked him: "What's the matter? Why do you shake your head? Did I say you wrong?"
"No, no, what the teacher taught is right, I think too much."
But I wasn't thinking about the mess of Nangong Si and Song Qiutong.
I think it's you...
Then the ink burned and thought, oh, it would be nice if you could break Nao Baijin's legs, so that Chu nightning had no wolf to ride, and maybe he would also appreciate his face and be willing to get his black claws.
He really wants to hug him again, like a person who is dying of thirst, missing the nectar that has been abused by himself... The ink burned in such lingering thoughts, followed Chu Wanning all the way and returned to Xiaoyue On the school grounds, I saw Song Qiutong and Nangong Si already waiting there.
Song Qiutong sat on the ground, his crystal-like jade ankles stretched out, with bloodstains on them.
It turned out that she ran halfway and forgot that Nangong Si had told her to tighten her legs, so her skin was cut by the thorns. Although it was a small injury, Nangong Si would not let it go, so she brought her back in advance to bandage.
Mo Ran glanced at her legs and feet, and those feet were considered good-looking, but compared with Chu Wanning, they were far from each other. Thanks to her previous life, she liked Song Qiutong's feet.
Really blind.
He now feels that Chu nightning is good for everything, whether it is horizontal or vertical, even the pair of contemptuous eyes that are always cold and inhuman, he feels that it is arrogance, that is temperament, Chu Wan Ning should be like that, it's really good-looking, it's so good-looking.
So seeing him staring at him, being scolded by him, and being rolled his eyes by him, they all feel elated, and the grass grows.
"I'm willing to admit defeat." Nangong Si was very refreshing, and the chain of the daughter was handed to Chu Wanning at will, "This is for the master."
Chu nightning looked at the chain and said: "The seven-star spirit stone is good for raising the spirit core, I really need it, thank you."
The ink burned and it was not a taste, and inexplicably whispered next to it: "I will buy you a better one next time."
"What?" Chu nightning didn't hear clearly and looked back at him.
The ink burned to see that his pair of phoenix eyes were so close, and his face was clearly reflected in the water. The distance between me and you made the astringency in his heart a little less.
The ink burned and smiled: "I said, next time I see something more suitable for the master, I will buy it for the master."
"it is good."
Chu nightning agreed simply and neatly, which made Mo Ran even happier.
He even looked at Nangong Si cautiously. People Nangong Si didn't care about it at all. He still competed with others, and proudly wanted to let Nangong Si know that Master received your things, and he would be polite and say thank you. , he won't accept me, you see, he has nothing to do with me.
Chu nightning said: "You remember to ask the boss to open a bill, and I will give you the money when the time comes."
Ink burning: "..."
Ten freshwater groupers were taken out of the Qiankun bag, and Nangong Si took them to the hunting cabin next to Xiaoyue School. It is mottled and old, and compared with the magnificent grassland, it does not look like it was built in the same period.
Chu nightning's fingertips brushed the fence and stopped in front of a bunch of rope tied to the fence. The rope has gone through countless winds and rains, and it has long since lost its gorgeous appearance.
Nangong Si took the seasoning and came out of the wooden house. Seeing that Chu nightning was looking at the rope, he smiled and said: "That was the year when the master left. I am here, and it is almost dead."
Chu nightning didn't speak, just sighed softly and sat down on the low stool made of wooden stakes.
When he worked for the Confucianism Sect, Nangong Si was only a child, and he often took him to Xiaoyue school grounds to walk around. This hunting house was still left at that time.
The fire quickly started, and the grouper was roasted on the branches of fruit trees.
Nangong Si divided six of them among the demon wolves squatting beside the wooden fence, and sprinkled the remaining four with salt to share with everyone.
Song Qiutong only took a few bites, and then handed the grilled fish to Nangong Si, who had already devoured a whole fatty fish, and said, "I won't eat any more, so please share some for me, sir."
Chu nightning glanced at them and saw that Nangong Si took the grilled fish, and happily ate the second one, thinking that this Song Qiutong looked obedient and gentle, thoughtful, and the rumored red apricot The woman who came out of the wall is nothing like it, rumors and rumors can't be taken seriously.
Just thinking about it, a lotus leaf was handed over. The fish meat on the top was finely subdivided, the main thorns were removed, and the white and tender meat was steaming and fragrant.
Chu nightning was slightly surprised, turned his head, Mo Ran was putting away the silver short dagger he was wearing, and smiled: "Master, eat this."
"Where did you get the lotus leaves?"
"When I was catching fish by the lake just now, I picked it by the way." Mo Ran handed the fish to him, "Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."
Chu nightning took over the lotus leaf, and his heart rippled slightly and said, "Thank you."
He really doesn't like to eat fishbone. The treated grouper melts in the mouth. Chu nightning eats it piece by piece and doesn't feel tired. After eating it all, the tea that was boiled on the fire also rolled, and Song Qiutong got up. He took off the iron pot, poured a cup for everyone, and served it with both hands.
"Master Chu, please use tea."
The slender jade holds a small white porcelain cup in her hand, her arm is like a bright moon, and there is a little cinnabar on her wrist.
Chu nightning suddenly remembered that at the "Xuanyuan Pavilion" auction, the pavilion owner said that she was ordered by the hand of the cold scale on her wrist, and it was this one. Since the palace sand was there, Song Qiutong and Ye Wangxi Having an affair is even more nonsense.
Thinking of this, Chu Wanning finally breathed a sigh of relief. Nangong Si is a pure and innocent person, like a wild horse on the grassland, like a lone wolf who will go his own way, with a knife and axe. Pu Junlie, such a person, Chu Wanning doesn't hate him, so he doesn't want Nangongsi to be unkind.
Song Qiutong's tea came to Mo Ran, and Mo Ran took it, but he didn't drink it. He put it aside and smiled: "Miss Song, I have something for you."
The author has something to say:
The small theater is the eg version of "The protagonist has something for you" at the end of this episode
Ink burning: Miss Song, I have a frying pan to give to you.
Ink burning: Xue Mengmeng, I have a group of gays to give to you.
Ink burning: Junior sister, I... ah, forget it, nothing.
Mo Ran: Young Master Ye, I have a wedding for you.
Ink burning: Nangong Si, I have a pair of glasses to give you.
Mo Ran: Master, come to my room tonight, I have a 100 million project to give to you.
Ink burning: emmmm...it seems to be missing something... scratching my head... can't remember, forget it.
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