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A huge river of blood swept across the sky above Cangyang Mountain, and countless disciples along the way knelt down like a flood, and the sound of welcoming the Sect Master back to the mountain resounded in the sky.
At the same time, Xuanji Hall. Wen Xiuyang hurriedly stepped over the high threshold, but saw that the blood river cart did not stop in the sky at all, it went straight over the head of the disciple guarding the temple, and dragged a long qi to the forbidden temple in the deep mountain.
Sheng Bo hurriedly heard the news: "Where is the sect master going? Why not..."
Then his voice stopped suddenly.
Under the sky in the distance, as the bloody river cart passed over the Forbidden Palace, a familiar figure descended into the sky, the ivory-patterned gold sleeves flying, it was Xu Shuangce.
And he was holding another young figure in his arms, unable to see his face from a distance, and disappeared in the direction of the forbidden hall in an instant.
"… "
Sheng Bo saw his blank face from Wen Xiuyang's eyes, both of them seemed to realize something, so shocked that they didn't speak for a long time.
The door of the hall slammed open, and the whole hall was full of red yarn flying. Xu Shuangce stepped into the inner room, threw Gong Wei on the bed, and with a backhand flick, the twelve huge whalebone doors behind him closed one after another.
When the last door was closed, dense inscriptions lit up on the roof, walls, jade pillars, and even every inch of the floor gap, and then disappeared silently—that was the most severe and cruel confinement spell.
Since many years ago, these runes have been engraved into the bricks and stones by Xu Shuangce himself, and even the gods have been unable to fly.
Gong Wei was like a bird that fell into a cage, and he didn't find anything in a drowsy state. The huge emptiness of his spiritual veins made him even a little confused: "Xu Bai..."
Immediately afterwards, Xu Shuangce held down the center of his eyebrows with a slender index finger, and his spiritual power was poured into the sea.
But still not enough.
Xu Shuangce is so stingy, this little spiritual power can only temporarily relieve his thirst, but it cannot completely satisfy the stronger needs of the golden core when it first started to operate.
Gong Wei stood up from the soft pillow of the cloud-like high bed, hugged Xu Shuangce's waist, and dragged his nose like he was coquettish when he was a child: "I feel uncomfortable..."
"No," Xu Shuangce said in a low voice.
Gong Wei turned a deaf ear, rubbed his forehead on his robe, and issued a dazed urging: "Xu Bai..."
There was an unsympathetic answer from the top of the head, not even a change of tone: "No."
Gong Wei was in a hurry, maintaining this motion and raising his head, his chin rested on Xu Shuangce's chest, his black and white eyes seemed to contain two puddles of water: "...why?"
In the haze, he couldn't see Xu Shuangce's eyes clearly, and he could only feel Xu Shuangce's fingers slipping from his side cheeks, following the line of his neck and into the placket of his shirt, stopping at the edge of his right shoulder collarbone, and after rubbing for a long time, his fingertips lightly pressed.
With a slight sting, the crimson writing disappeared in a flash, submerging into the clear skin.
However, that was only the first.
Gong Wei turned his head in vain, and immediately felt Xu Shuangce leaning beside his ear, his voice soft and cruel: "Because it's not time yet."
- When will it be
Gong Wei's eyes widened in a daze, and then Xu Shuangce stretched out his hand and swept over the sky with drowsiness.
In the deep sleep, it seems that there are many dreams, filled with hot and chaotic fragments, but when I wake up, I can't remember anything. Until night fell, the bright moon brushed over the sapphire stone pillars of the hall with layers of veils, and the figure in the depths of the bed finally moved, awakened by a new round of anxious desire.
The bed was rippling like flowing water, first a soft bare foot came out, and then Gong Wei came out like a nimble fish.
Xu Shuangce's silhouette standing tall and straight in meditation is like an immortal exiled from the moon, standing high above the dust. Gong Wei tilted his head and leaned in front of him. He seemed to be curious about where the white sandalwood fragrance came from, so he approached the cuff of the Cangyang Sect Master's robe and smelled it carefully. After a while, his nose was running up the sleeve, and he picked up the robe with his teeth. Belt, gently tugging, and untied the ivory-colored robe.
The robe came loose and lay silently on the ground.
Xu Shuangce was indifferent, like a deep and handsome statue. However, because of the change in posture, Gong Wei almost completely submerged his upper body into his arms, tilted his head and gently rubbed the slender neck with the tip of his nose.
"Xu Bai," he said affectionately and vaguely, "is it time?"
The next moment he was like a floating peach blossom, being brushed down from his neck.
Xu Shuangce pressed him on his lap, one hand wrapped around his shoulders, and stretched into the neckline of the soft bedclothes; the other fingertips injected traces of spiritual power along his brows and hearts, and once again temporarily calmed the tense limbs. The clamoring spirit veins.
"Not yet." Xu Shuangce said lowly and clearly.
The second crimson writing went under the collarbone and landed in the same position as the first, but Gong Wei didn't notice it, and rubbed his head against his leg: "Xu Bai..."
Xu Shuangce took his hand out of his shirt and covered his eyes, "Sleep a little longer."
Sunrise and sunset, the moon rises and the moon sinks. Half-dream and half-awake, Gong Wei had blurred the passage of time, and even forgot what day and night it was; every time he woke up, he was locked in this gorgeous bedroom, Xu Shuangce was meditating, adjusting his breath, or handling official business, and he would call when he woke up. He waved his hand, pushed Gong Wei's head up with one finger, and then input a small amount of spiritual power.
Gong Wei kissed him, rubbed against him, haunted him like a sweet and soft dream, but the cold and ascetic face of Sect Master Cangyang did not change in the slightest. Every time he would leave a slight tingling on Gong Wei's right collarbone, but no matter how Gong Wei lowered his head, he couldn't see that position, and he didn't know what the strokes meant.
"When will I be able to do double cultivation?" Gong Wei asked, rubbing against his ear.
Xu Shuangce said calmly, "Wait."
"Why wait?"
Sect Master Cangyang didn't answer. If Gong Wei was in a hurry, he would feel that his cool fingertips flicked the end of his eyelashes, and then drowsiness swept up, lying in Xu Shuangce's arms and sinking unwillingly. go to sleep.
He was so light, like a treasure lost and found over the years.
The spiritual power was intermittent, but the golden elixir was still in operation, and the thirst and emptiness were increasing day by day.
Every time he wakes up, Gong Wei is more entangled, and every time he is injected with a small amount of spiritual power, he gets more thirst and dissatisfaction. He was crooked in Xu Shuangce's arms all day long, and the strokes under his right collarbone had gradually formed into a single word, and as time passed, his primordial spirit became more and more clearly affected, like flames triggering greater desires.
He finally felt faintly that it was some kind of mark Xu Shuangce had left on his body.
But why? Miyako thought in a daze.
Haven't I already been willing to find him for double cultivation
Finally, when Gong Wei woke up from a chaotic dream in the middle of the night, he saw Xu Shuangce sleeping beside him, his sharp phoenix eyes tightly closed, and his breathing was steady and deep.
Gong Weizang peeked at him from the soft bedding, the moonlight outlined Xu Shuangce Han's sword-like eyebrows, sharp eye tips, straight nose bridge and thin lips. His face looks very young, but there is a cold, abstinence, and calm temperament between his eyebrows, which makes people dread.
Gong Wei tilted his head and thought for a while, licked his lips, got into the quilt, and did not know what to do in the dark, warm and private space, Xu Shuangce suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his hand, pulling his whole body out of the quilt. Li abruptly brought it up.
"What?" he asked hoarsely.
Gong Wei was lying on Xu Shuangce's chest, her lips were slightly red, and her expression was ignorant and innocent.
The sleeping hall is huge and beautiful, but the bed is surrounded by layers of curtains to make a square inch, and even each other's breathing can be clearly heard. Gong Wei's white satin pajama had slipped a little from his shoulders, and the exposed shoulders seemed to be half-transparent to the moonlight, and then the moonlight followed his movements and leaned over Xu Shuangce's chest a little bit:
"Xu Bai," his voice was as soft as a whisper, as if revealing a secret: "You... now."
The next moment, Xu Shuangce pulled his hair and forced him to raise his head. Before Gong Wei had time to struggle, he turned around, and his throat was pressed against the soft pillow by a palm.
"You know," Xu Shuangce whispered in his ear, "this is the last one."
When the words just came out, Gong Wei only felt a stab under his right collarbone, and the crimson handwriting pierced into the flesh and blood like a steel needle, straight through the primordial spirit, causing him to cry out "ah".
- The pain has not completely dissipated, and the urgent thirst that has never been there is burning up.
That should be the instinctual need for spiritual power when the spiritual veins are empty, but it is vaguely mixed with other things that are unclear. Gong Wei felt that even his soul was scorched by some unknown anxiety. He tried to focus his eyes but couldn't see anything clearly, so he could only plead with a trembling voice: "Xu... Xu Bai..."
But Xu Shuangce looked at him condescendingly and suddenly asked, "What kind of person can become a Taoist companion?"
Become a Taoist couple
Gong Wei was confused, and vaguely felt that Xu Bai had asked this question before, as if he was being punished to clean the white jade steps of Xuanji Hall.
He tried hard to recall his answer at that time, but his thinking became soft and sticky: "Four pillars and eight characters... Congruent..."
Xu Shuangce's answer was light and ruthless: "Wrong."
"The perfect match for..."
"wrong."
"… Yin and Yang complement each other, and the famous family is decent… "
"All wrong."
Gong Wei stretched out his hand to hook Xu Bai's neck, but as soon as he moved, he was clamped by the wrist bone and pressed back to the pillow. He could only struggle in vain, and the bedclothes became more and more messy: "Xu Bai..."
Xu Shuangce pressed him tightly against the soft couch, his dark eyes were indifferent.
Gong Wei was extremely aggrieved by the futile favor, his eyes were already filled with two puddles of water, trembling as if it was about to overflow: "But I'm not human, I don't know."
Xu Shuangce finally let go of one hand, brushed the belly of his thumb against the tip of his eyes moist like a crow's feather, and said in a low voice, "Think about it."
"… "
The eager flames licked the limbs and bones, Gong Wei finally became anxious, and tried his best to raise his head to kiss Xu Shuangce's lips. Xu Shuang raised her head slightly to avoid it, and then the boy's hasty kiss fell on his Adam's apple, jerky and unorganized, and his words were trembling, "I don't know... I only like you."
Xu Shuangce's breathing finally settled.
Gong Wei stuck in his throat and murmured aggrievedly: "I only like you."
Gong Wei's eyes couldn't focus, and he couldn't see the change in Xu Shuangce's expression. He only felt that his hand strength suddenly increased, and his five fingers were pinched into the flesh of his side waist like shackles; his eyes became very deep, as if he was about to open his mouth to bite himself alive When it was exhausted, it seemed to be pressed into the arms, embedded in the flesh and blood, and even the heart was clinging to each other and could not be separated.
"Really." Xu Shuangce's expression was unusually calm, and he finally lowered his head and said lightly, "I believe this will be the case in the future."
The chaotic impulse made Gong Wei's thinking stagnate, and he subconsciously raised his head to kiss the cold and affectionate lips.
Xu Shuangce seemed to laugh, but the dark night blurred all the details, only to hear him ask in a low voice, "Do you know what happened to Shuangxiu?"
Gong Wei nodded, and after dawdling for a while, he seemed to shake his head again, his nasal voice dragged on for a long time: "Xu Bai..."
Immediately his mouth was covered.
Gong Wei struggled silently, unable to let out the slightest movement, only feeling that the pajamas were slowly taken off.
Xu Shuangce whispered in his ear, "My name is Shizun."