Airborne Wedding Site [Quick Transmigration]

"Whoa."

Across a simple and elegant screen with landscapes, Huo Huai sat outside watching the night, and could only see the casually draped coat and the hazy shadow behind it from the corner of his eye.

The smell of bitter herbal medicine diffused in the room, and it came from the little bag that the young man carried with him. The five senses, blessed with internal force, were too sharp. The black-clothed swordsman listened to the sound of water silently, and unconsciously felt a little restless stand up--

Perhaps this is the root of evil that cannot be erased in the man's bones. He knows that the young man is suffering from poisonous poison at this moment, but he still thinks of some messy pictures.

In order to prevent himself from getting hotheaded and doing something beastly, Huo Huai secretly cleared his throat, and diverted his attention in a chatty tone: "This troublesome heart-biting Gu attack is so difficult, why does that person still treat Yang Wan?" Do it?"

According to what Yang Xiong said earlier, before the voodoo incident, this young couple who got together by accident should have been very affectionate.

"If you're not desperate to save your life, then you want to monopolize it," said the dark-haired young man with his back to the screen, his clear voice seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, "as the saying goes, people's hearts are changeable. There is a solution, who doesn't want a beloved partner to never betray him."

"Especially the Miao men and women who seldom set foot in the Central Plains. They have always regarded this matter as extremely important."

If it wasn't for the fact that the original owner was dying and waiting to hang himself with Gu worms, that Miao Jiang girl who was born yearning for freedom would definitely not use this evil thing on the other party.

"Maybe Shu Yun also try to sleep through the pain like Yang Wan?" Thinking of the pale face of the young man before, Huo Huai tried to take his thoughts away from the ending of the other party's hidden hook, "Xue Shou is dead, in a short time There shouldn’t be any Demon Cult disciples who would dare to come and make trouble.”

Three thousand black hairs fell into the water, Chi Hui closed his eyes and worked his mind, only showing a small piece of thin and delicate shoulders, as if he heard something interesting, he slightly opened his red lips and laughed softly: "My husband, don't you think that this piece of land is so beautiful?" The only force in Jianghu who wants to catch Shu Yun is the Demon Cult?"

"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of the crime. Just like the Valley of Souls who raided the door tonight, the desire for the so-called secret books of those famous families is definitely not much more."

"It's just that they still abide by the rules and know that some things cannot be robbed openly."

As a second world that runs on its own under the calculation of the main brain, "Xia Ke Jiang Hu" will certainly not be as harmonious and beautiful as described in some novels. The principle of the weak and the strong has existed since ancient times. Full of the wildness of "whoever has the hardest fist is the boss".

——Winning the king and defeating the bandit, the original owner is precisely because he has seen through this truth early on, so he will use the way of door-to-door competition to fight for a right to speak, but it is a pity that the two-lose engagement on the top of Huashan made all his previous efforts in vain flow.

The young man's clear explanation came from his ear, and the black-clothed swordsman sitting at the small table suddenly felt distressed for him, and the base of his tongue was inexplicably bitter. If he hadn't known that Shu Yun couldn't leave his blood for the time being, he really wanted to go out right now. Yang Wan's lover from Miao Jiang was arrested.

"Husband is angry?"

Even though they could only see the general figure of each other, the young man hiding in the water could still accurately distinguish the emotion of the other party. His fair cheeks were turned red by the medicine, and he raised the corners of his lips in a happy mood. Picking up a few crystal water flowers: "The disputes between the rivers and lakes have always been like this, I think my husband has long understood."

What's more, the original owner had beat up too many elders and sects with his own hands. Hearing the news that Ning Shuyun had been revived from the dead, there would definitely be sects who came to investigate his truth in order to regain his position.

Recalling the props that the young man used to let him comprehend the meaning of the sword, Huo Huai raised his hand and touched the booklet that was still in his arms: "The sword pavilion..."

"Don't worry, the Jiange sect has always been martial idiots who do uncommon things," the young man seemed to guess the other party's worries, while adjusting the route of internal force, he replied with a smile, "A teacher for a day and a father for life, Even if my husband has to raise his sword against Shu Yun one day, Shu Yun will never resist."

"Bullshit."

The empty system channel has no hints of favoritism, which just proves that what the other party just said is the truth. He is happy and a little annoyed at being underestimated. The black-clothed swordsman turned around and said to the young man word by word: "Shu Yun, there is nothing more important than you in this world."

Even if he had to lie in the game cabin and fall asleep every day, he still had to stay by his side.

Due to the blocking of the screen, Huo Huai could only see the young man startled slightly, but he couldn't see the other's expression hidden in the silhouette. The heat in the bedroom gradually dissipated. The young man fiddled with the soaked medicinal materials at will, but he didn't give a positive response: "The water is cold, can I trouble my husband to bring me another bucket?"

cunning.

Knowing that the young man was avoiding the problem, but fearing that the other party's frail body would really catch a cold, the black-clothed swordsman shook his head and pushed the door away. Hongye Villa is considered a wealthy family, even in the middle of the night. The hot water that was always prepared for the distinguished guests was cut off.

The aged vinegar tank was reincarnated, so Huo Huai naturally wouldn't let other servants enter the house to fill the young man with water, plus he had internal strength, so he could walk back and forth steadily in just a few minutes.

However, it wasn't until he actually walked up to the ink screen that the swordsman in black realized the tension hidden in his heart, his Adam's apple unconsciously slid up and down, and he put down the wooden barrel in his hand: "Here is the hot water."

Chi Hui:? ? ?

Laughing involuntarily, the young man leaning on the bathtub raised his brows: "The night is cold, sir, do you want me to take it without clothes?"

Suddenly realizing how retarded his previous behavior was, Huo Huai coughed twice in embarrassment, and then walked around the screen with the wooden barrel as carefully as possible.

Red Leaf Villa is used to watching dishes, so the bedroom prepared for the head disciple of Jiange is of course extremely spacious, but at this moment, Huo Huai, who is walking lightly, feels that the area behind the screen is so cramped.

The water vapor was steaming, and most of the young man's body was hidden in the milky bath, but just that little collarbone that was trying to hide his shame, and a strand of wet hair with drops of water were enough to make the tip of the black-clothed swordsman's nose itch. Shortness of breath to a little suffocation.

Unexpectedly, the goblin who was teasing around was still unconscious. Seeing the man standing still, he stopped the mental technique used to strengthen his inner breath, and with a light movement, he moved closer to the bucket: "Husband?"

This is really not an out-of-the-ordinary scene, after all, the youth below the neck is not exposed at all, but for Huo Huai who is facing the beauty directly, the way the other party looks at him with trusting eyes at this moment is more alluring than any other action .

Difficultly withdrawing his gaze and memorizing the inner strength in his heart, the black-clothed swordsman raised the wooden barrel and slowly poured hot water into a place farther away from the young man: "Be careful of scalding."

——The ancient times are no better than modern times. In order not to waste the precious medicinal materials used to suppress the Gu worms, he can only choose to use this relatively primitive method to "heat".

The smooth blue silk floats up and down with the ripples, and the neutralized heat fills the bathtub, and soon dyes the young man's skin a beautiful scarlet color, tiny and fine water splashes everywhere, and a few scattered drops are mischievously picked on the skin. The other party's thick and curly eyelashes landed and settled down.

The red mole on the center of the brow is vivid, and the sharp corners of the eyes are also a little reddened by the heat. Coupled with the uninvited transparent water drops, the black-haired young man blinks a little, and it becomes a famous painting of a beauty weeping.

"Boom."

The empty wooden bucket bumped into the bathtub in a daze, Huo Huai was startled suddenly, and then regained his senses from those "unreasonable thoughts" in his mind, knowing that the young man was still suffering from the pain caused by the poison, he just I feel like I should get out of here as soon as possible.

——Before the situation completely got out of control.

However, the facts of many small worlds prove that when facing the real soul as Chi Hui's partner, someone's so-called self-control has always been useless. Just when the black-clothed swordsman was about to pretend to walk out of the cubicle calmly, he realized later. Feeling aware of the embarrassing changes in myself.

"Husband, why are you panicking?" Staring at the other party with a half-smile, the young man with red lips and wet hair looked like a goblin who just walked out of a storybook, "Shu Yun won't eat you up."

Huo Huai, who is full of rubbish of a certain color: ...Eat it, which one to eat?

Seeing that the other party seemed to want to get up from the bathtub, the black-clothed swordsman who was only one step away from the beast hurriedly reached out, tore off the outer robe that hung on the screen and threw it on the young man's head: "Don't catch a cold."

As soon as the words came out, he realized how hoarse his voice was, and was kicked out of the small dark room for no reason. 0527, who had just adjusted his mentality, was confused: [? ? ? 】

When it saw the funny look of its own host covered by the coat, it immediately sneered gloatingly: [One thing is one thing, Lao Huo did a good job! 】

【...Heh, it's not certain who will surrender. 】

The more embarrassing the voice in the sea of ​​consciousness, the more gentle the young man's smile hidden under the robe. Although he didn't plan to have anything to happen tonight, it's a big difference between being teased and rejected by the other party. Two other things.

Not in a hurry to take off the extra robe, the young man seized the time secretly, and just rightly coughed twice before the man was about to leave.

As a professional actor who has traveled through three hundred generations, Chi Hui's acting skills have always been reliable, and it was clearly just two short breath sounds, which actually made him cough out a kind of weakness that he could barely bear and feel pity for.

"Shu Yun?"

The hesitant and struggling footsteps stopped for an instant. Huo Huai put down the wooden barrel and walked to the young man in three steps at a time. After a long time, he didn't get a response. He quickly raised his hand to lift the half-wet robe that hindered his breathing.

"Pfft!"

His shoulders numb and he was dragged into the water. The black-clothed swordsman landed on the edge of the tub in a state of embarrassment, and his mouth was blocked by something soft.

"My husband despises me." Putting one hand on the side of the man's ear, the young man's sharp eyebrows and eyes were solemn.

"No," Huo Huai's voice was hoarse with a sweet taste that didn't belong to him remaining between his lips and teeth, and the color in his eyes gradually became darker, "I'm just worried about your body."

"Suppressed by the medicinal bath, that little bug can't make any waves," the white and wet fingertips slowly moved down the man's Adam's apple, and the young man leaned forward in a vicious way, and exhaled meaningfully into the other's ear. Lan, "As long as we can catch up before the water cools..."

"That's not going to work," said the familiar way, pinching the soft ribs of the opponent's waist, the black-clothed swordsman instinctively turned his back on the opponent, and was satisfied to see the young man limp in his arms with a helpless face, "It took only a few sticks of incense... "

"Shu Yun, don't underestimate her husband."