After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

As soon as he entered the room, Zhong Lijing couldn't stand up and fell on the bed. The bed was covered with goose feathers and sprinkled with some incense powder. He was so big and fell on it.

"Cough cough..."

The face powder was too harsh on the nose, and he wanted to get up from the bed, when suddenly a slender, white and tender leg pressed against him.He looked up, and it turned out to be the man who poured wine for him downstairs.

This handsome man, now with loose hair, is half-shouldered like the two girls below.

"You..." Zhong Lijing pointed at him, feeling that his belt was untied and his clothes were taken off one by one. He reached out to grab him several times but only caught a phantom.

"Young Master, don't worry... I will serve you well..."

Zhong Lijing's head was dizzy, he heard a rough idea, the incense powder on the bed seemed to be some kind of irritant, inhaled into his body like a drop of oil dropped into the fire, and immediately burst into flames.

He pulled the person kneeling on the bed over and pushed him under him with his backhand. The bed was so soft that it sank into a small hole. The bed curtain was pulled down in a panic, leaving only two touches of joy figure.

The tent inside the room was warm, the door was slipped open a gap, and the people outside looked inside.

"Master." A woman called him softly.

Zhong Liyi took the person over, and said to himself: "After all, he is a man, so why not talk to me about the principle of mutual gratification. Ten 'double love' are not worth one 'uncontrollable'." The woman left a kiss on the face and looked down at her.

"The master is right."

Zhong Liyi said: "A child who has tasted sweets, don't be afraid that he won't find sweets to eat."

The woman asked back: "What does the door master mean?"

Zhong Liyi ordered: "You watch the fire, stop when it's enough, I still have follow-up."

The medicine given by Zhong Liyi was really powerful. After a lot of rain, the two of them seemed to be fished out of the water. The little official was panting heavily, his face flushed, his chest rose and fell with his breath, and Zhong Lijing vented his anger. Seventy/eighty percent.It was just dawn, and he wanted to fight again, when the bedroom door creaked and was pushed open.

Through the curtain, Zhong Lijing yelled at the door with breath and panting: "Get out."

It was Chun Haotou, who was disturbed by people like this, and no one could be happy.

The person who came was not afraid of Zhong Lijing, she just looked at the other person who was lying on the bed and said: "I haven't come out yet, there are other guests coming."

Xiaoguan hurriedly put on his obscene trousers, and got up from the bed. Zhonglijing lifted the curtain and was about to have a seizure when he saw Zhongliyi walk in with folded hands.

"Excuse me, brother. I have a letter that needs to be delivered to Xiao Zijun. Can you please run over?"

Zhong Lijing gritted his teeth in hatred: "Is there anything you can't find a servant to talk about?"

"Didn't you usually lock him up in your side hall, and no one is allowed to approach him, and you come by yourself for everything? I'll just find someone to go to your hall, what if you blame me again?"

What he said was nice, but Zhonglijing didn't listen to a word, he held back his anger and packed himself up, stood in front of Zhongliyi, and stretched out his hand towards him: "What is it, bring it."

A letter was handed over to him, but Zhong Lijing didn't read much, just put it in his arms and left.

It's a little cold in the morning, even though it's already spring.As soon as Zhong Lijing walked to the entrance of Wanping Palace, he met a man, who was wearing a neat black and purple long suit, with his hair tied up high, and his back was facing him.

Seeing Zhong Lijing approaching, the disciples beside him saluted one after another, and he turned around when he heard it.

Zhong Lijing knew that Fang Yuan was standing there, he just glanced at him and walked towards the side hall without saying a word, but Fang Yuan came down from the steps and stopped him: "Wait, you came just in time, I'm going to see my teacher Respect."

He didn't speak, Fang Yuan was not in a hurry, he walked forward, Fang Yuan followed behind him slowly, and he wouldn't lose him anyway.

After walking for a while, Zhong Lijing couldn't help asking him: "Why are you here?"

"A deal," Fang Yuan said, "were you not there when I was talking to Zhong Liyi yesterday? Amnesia?"

"Did you really give him the magic energy?"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "Your sect master is very clever, he was afraid that I would harm him, so he called a young disciple over, and asked me to pass the demonic energy to him first, and then he passed it to your sect master, filtering it layer by layer. "

"Where does this power in your body come from?" Zhong Lijing asked him.

Fang Yuan said, "Can you control it?"

Zhong Lijing was devastated, and immediately stopped talking.He stopped talking, Fang Yuan started to ask back: "I have a question, your voice..."

Zhong Lijing's voice is hoarse, Fang Yuan knew it five years ago, but his voice feels good and bad now, it seems to be better now than five years ago, could it be cured?

Zhong Lijing immediately replied with Fang Yuan's words: "Can you control it?"

"I don't want to care about you, I just think you look like a person." Fang Yuan moved closer, Zhong Lijing was taken aback by his words, he was stunned for a few seconds, and pulled his collar at a loss.

It's okay if he doesn't close up, Fang Yuan noticed this close up, and Fang Yuan thought calmly: It was winter when he saw Zhong Lijing that year, he was wearing a thick scarf, and now it's spring, He also wears a high collar to protect his neck, which is weird.

Fang Yuan didn't say much, but Zhong Lijing strode away from him and left.Following Zhong Lijing all the way into the side hall, Fang Yuan became familiar with the road when he entered it, and he said to Zhong Lijing: "You do your own thing, I know the way, I will go by myself."

As if he was afraid that Fang Yuan would take him away, Zhong Lijing watched him at the door when he entered the house, but Fang Yuan didn't care and let him go.

Xiao Zijun was sitting at the desk writing. There were several sheets of written paper spread out on the desk. He knew that Fang Yuan had come, but he didn't look up.

"What are you writing, master? You don't say anything when you see me coming." When he walked to Xiao Zijun's desk, he happened to put the finished papers together, and handed them to Fang Yuan after they were neatly arranged on the desk.

Fang Yuan stood for a long time without taking it, and asked suspiciously: "Give it to me?" He took it, and stopped reading the first few sentences just after he read it. It was still the same old way, "It's another spell for purifying the heart? I can almost recite it backwards." !"

Xiao Zijun ignored him: "Come here."

"Ok?"

"Sit down."

Fang Yuan sat down on the small stool next to Xiao Zijun obediently, as docile as a milk dog.The low stool was a good section shorter than normal stools. Fang Yuan sat on it and was just a head shorter than Xiao Zijun. He felt Xiao Zijun leaning down, covering a large shadow, and subconsciously thought that the master was going to kiss him, so he closed it immediately. Eye.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Xiao Zijun found that the blush on his face was from the corner of his eye, and it was soaked into the skin along his eyelid.Xiao Zijun caressed lightly, and Fang Yuan's eyelids trembled with gratitude for the cold touch, and then opened: "What is Master doing?"

"How do you feel?"

"It's pretty cool."

"It's not about this..."

Fang Yuan grabbed both of his hands and held them warmly: "I know, I don't feel any pain or itching." When he was holding Xiao Zijun's hand, he touched something on his wrist and knocked it off. Looking at the corner of the sleeve, it is Xingluo.

Wearing Xing Luo on his hand, originally absorbing a little bit of his spiritual energy, it became more and more bright and clear, but it will become dim, and it is far less beautiful than before.Fang Yuan knew that since the time in Pingzhou City, Xiao Zijun's spiritual power may have been completely sucked by that devilish energy. Although he has been raised for five years, the people in Pingzhou City will definitely not let him practice spiritual power again. .

Without spiritual power, he had to rely on clothes to keep warm. Fang Yuan rubbed a ball of purple air casually, turned it into a hot spiritual power pearl and stuffed it in Xiao Zijun's hand: "Master, you can't wear more, your hands are so cold."

Xiao Zijun looked at the ball in his hand, and the slight sullenness in his eyes was clearly visible.

Fang Yuan got up from the stool: "I know what the master wants to ask me, I said that when I take the master home, I will tell the master everything in detail, before that, you don't have to worry about anything, everything is up to me. "He habitually lowered his head to kiss Xiao Zijun's forehead, but before he could kiss him, he heard two knocking sounds.

Zhong Lijing stood at the door with a dark face, curled his index finger and knocked on the door twice.Fang Yuan lowered his head and quickly kissed Xiao Zijun's forehead, then raised his head and glanced at Zhong Lijing with an expression of "I want to kiss you, what can you do to me", Zhong Lijing was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Master, let's treat this Qingxin Mantra as calligraphy practice. When you turn around..." He lowered his voice, and whispered in Xiao Zijun's ear, "I'll recite it to Master." His tone was extremely ambiguous, obviously there was nothing much Said, but Xiao Zijun's ears turned red.

Fang Yuan walked to the door and saw that Zhong Lijing was still blocking the door. For some reason, he remembered the day when he found the heart-cleaning mantra he had collected on his bookshelf, and his dissatisfaction with him soared: "Young Master, I Master is going to rest, can you stop blocking here like a watchdog?"

"you!"

"Me? I don't speak well. It doesn't matter if you mind or not. The deal with Pingzhou City is just a temporary idea. I can understand the account five years ago. I am kind and pleasant. It is my generosity. I suddenly If you change your mind and want to ridicule you, what can you do?"

Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Get up." He lifted Zhong Lijing's hand from the wall, and walked out without looking back.

Zhonglijing looked at Fang Yuan's disappearing figure, and took a long breath. He never liked Zhongliyi's various behaviors, but he was right in one thing. people.

The flame that he had finally suppressed ignited again in his lower abdomen. He strode into the room and saw Xiao Zijun still writing with his head down. , The papers were scattered all over the room, he propped his hands on the table, and asked hoarsely: "Are you happy that Fang Yuan is here?"

Xiao Zijun raised his lower eyelids, then lowered them and continued writing.

Zhong Lijing knocked off the pen in his hand, and the ink drew a long mark on the paper. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Zijun's wrist, ignoring his struggle, and pulled him away: "If he doesn't come, you will leave." Like a living dead, you can write and talk as soon as he comes, right? He can make you happy, I'll let you see if I can make you happy too!"