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Facts have proved that proper "intimate" communication is still very beneficial to the improvement of the relationship between partners.

After going through a fairly harmonious bed affair, when they went on the road the next day, the master and apprentice became more intimate and natural.

Ye Youqi pulled his collar to hide all the ambiguous traces, and thought a little happily: Master is not just coaxing him, he really wants to be with him.

He could count on one hand the things he got his wishes from when he was young, and almost all of them were related to Liao Yungui.

Last night he was willing to go all out - the darkness after the candles were extinguished made him more courageous, and although he was terrified to death, he still sent out an active invitation.He has been cautiously in love for so long, and at this moment, he can't wait to let the other party see him in his heart, to prove that he has no time to rejoice.

The lingering fit of the body made him feel at ease, the clear pain was not worth the satisfaction and joy in his heart, and the regained five senses made him make up for all regrets - he could hear the low panting in his ears, and taste the saltiness of thin sweat , opened his hands, and his arms were full of people he loved.

17 years of wandering and wandering is nothing, because he met Liao Yungui.

From the very beginning, he was a person who accepted his wishes, his wishes, and all his requests with tenderness and tenderness.

"Master, how long will it take to get to southern Xinjiang?" During the afternoon rest in the mountains, Ye Youqi tied up his horse, came over and sat beside Liao Yungui, watching him stare at Han Tie, "What's the matter?"

"It will take about three to five days, but we need to find someone first when we pass by Bailongkou." Liao Yungui weighed the piece of cold iron, "I wanted to give you an epee before, but now it seems that the weight is still far away. You can only fight with the short sword."

"Who are you looking for?" Ye Youqi watched Liao Yungui fiddle with the piece of cold iron with his hands, and felt that he really wanted to pull those slender fingers over to kiss him, "Master's old friend?"

"Well, a well-known blacksmith, the idle swordsmith in Hidden Sword Villa can't compare to his craftsmanship." Liao Yungui shifted his gaze from the cold iron to his apprentice, and said with a smile, "What kind of dagger do you want? ?”

"Can you engrave characters?" Ye Youqi tilted his head and thought for a while, "Carve the words written by Master."

"What's the problem? What word do you want?"

"Return date." Ye Youqi pulled Liao Yungui's fingers over, and stroked them one by one, "Master's return character, my date character, I will follow master and accompany master for the rest of my life, life is like this, death is like this."

Liao Yungui's heart was warmed by the unabashed and straightforward love from others.

He had never felt that he was so properly and securely placed in someone's heart before. He was moved by Ye Youqi's complete attachment. Seeing his apprentice act like a baby with him in a way that he would never have before, he didn't feel it was inappropriate, but moved his heart .

He leaned over and kissed the cheek of the person in front of him, and said with a smile, "Okay, forever."

When Yang Yi returned to the Valley of the Evil, it was raining moderately.

It's not the pouring rain, but it's so dense that there's nowhere to hide.

The same rain, in Wanhua Valley, can be called gentle wind and light rain, in Jiangnan, it can be called spring wind and rain, but here, it can only be called bitter wind and bitter rain.

In fact, his mood was a bit complicated. He couldn't kill the master of Tibetan Sword in one blow, and he would have no chance to take advantage of it later.After wandering around for a few days, I found that the owner of the Ye family had gone out with a group of people, and suddenly felt that the situation was over.

The man was not killed, so I don't know how Shen Yun will deal with him... Yang Yi originally thought of simply running away, but after wandering around Yangzhou for a few days, he found that everyone who saw him ran away in panic, and even shouted and beat him directly. Those who shouted to kill him regarded him as an evil spirit and a ghost.

Only then did Yang Yi deeply realize what Pei Qing said, "Do you think you are still a human being, can you live back in that world?"

The world is so big, but there is only one way back to the Valley of the Wicked.

Before leaving, he sneaked into the Hidden Sword Villa and found Ye Chunshen. Although the third lady ruined his affairs, she saved his life. Yang Yi didn't know her before, and she can be called a friend.We may not be able to see each other again in this life, so we simply come to say goodbye.

Ye Chunshen was locked in his room, and several groups of disciples downstairs patrolled back and forth.Yang Yi went straight to the window on the second floor without a trace, and tore off the window paper: "Miss Ye San, what's the matter with you? Do you want my help?"

Ye Chunshen didn't seem to expect someone to come up suddenly, and was startled.The wooden window of her room was locked and could not be opened, but Yang Yi tore off the window paper, and the two of them could see each other clearly.

For a moment, the woman in the warm candlelight inside the house and the ghostly man hidden in the night outside the window looked at each other silently as if they were standing at opposite ends of the yin and yang.

Ye Chun was silent for a while, then asked an unexpected question: "Young Master Yang, what's the matter with your face and eyes?"

Yang Yi smiled helplessly: "I have encountered some complicated things, and now I have become a person who is neither a ghost nor a ghost, and it is a bit hard to explain."

"It's hard to tell about chances in this world, luck and misfortune depend on each other, so you don't have to underestimate yourself, Young Master Yang." Ye Chun smiled deeply, "We made friends in the past, and the young master is sincere and sincere. It doesn't matter what you look like."

"Why don't you think I'm some kind of monster?" Yang Yi asked strangely, "My own sister's first reaction when she saw me was to kill me."

"It's easy to understand if my sister cares about you." Ye Chunshen remained calm, "If the young master becomes a bloodthirsty monster, he can kill me as early as when he holds me hostage, so why bother explaining to me?"

"..." Yang Yi suddenly felt a little speechless.

Since he crawled out of the pit of ten thousand poisons, this was the first time that someone calmly regarded him as the same as before.Although the short words were nothing, they calmed his self-hatred mood very well.

Is he happy to be like this?Is he happy that he can't go home and have relatives who can't recognize him?

"Miss Ye San, if you have any difficulties, just let me know." Yang Yi always had a clear sense of grievances and grievances. Seeing that Ye Chunshen was being watched so closely, he couldn't help saying, "I'm willing to help you with anything."

"..." Ye Chun lowered his head and bit his lips, seeming very hesitant.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the room: "Miss San, the young master is here to see you."

Ye Chunshen yelled "Got it", as if he had made up his mind, he turned to Yang Yi and said, "On the sixth day of next month, if Mr. Yang is free, come to Cangjian Wharf to help me!"

Specifically why, Yang Yi didn't have time to ask, because Ye Chunshen had already taken out the spare window paper, and glued the window neatly.

Although he didn't know why, but since he agreed to the other party's request, he thought that he had to admit his mistakes to the owner of the valley, lest the owner of the valley would kill him in a fit of anger, which would be miserable.

With a very sincere attitude of pleading guilty, Yang Yi knocked on the wooden door of Shen Yun's house.

Gaefengji in the Valley of the Evil is very worthy of its name, with strong scorching winds blowing all year round.

Shen Yun was painting in front of the case, and she didn't mean to get angry after calling Yang Yi in, but said lightly: "Sit."

Yang Yi sat down as he said, and then looked at the ice coffin on the side of the room. He really couldn't understand what the owner of the valley who lived with the corpse every day was thinking.

People say that it is safe to be buried in the ground, and facing each other day and night, is it too much love or too much hate?

"When I met Jiu Ci, he was only 16 years old, and he was accompanied by a noisy little girl."

Shen Jun spoke suddenly, startling Yang Yi, and it took a long time to realize that Gu Zhu was telling him about the past.

"Young master from the south of the Yangtze River, he has mediocre martial arts skills and good medical skills. He is not wary of people. If you treat him well, he will return you ten points."

"Later, I got the martial arts secret book that everyone in the world dreamed of. The leader of Haoqi invited me to go to Hengshan to participate in the hero meeting. I didn't want to, but Jiu Ci and Feng Jun wanted to go, so I agreed."

"I never thought that a group of chivalrous men from the Haoqi League would drug Jiuci to force them to have sex. I didn't know the truth at the time, and I went down Hengshan in a rage, but for no reason, I was chased and killed by the Haoqi people. The reason was that I slaughtered Nan An innocent village at the foot of Ping Shan."

"If you want to commit a crime, why don't you have excuses?" Shen Yun sneered, but his hand was still gentle when writing, "Thousands of tricks are just for the "Kong Ming Jue" in my hand."

"Seeing that I can't be hunted down, the Haoqi League threatened Jiuci with Fengjun's life to deceive me to go to Fenghua Valley. They wanted to kill me there and seize the cheats. They were afraid that Jiuci would escape, so they broke his legs , and dragged it away."

Back then, those so-called upright and righteous men detained Ye Fengjun in the Haoqi League, took Ye Jiuci's amputated legs to Fenghua Valley, and set up a game of poisonous chess, only waiting for Shen Yun to throw himself into the trap.

But no one expected that Shen Yun not only came, but even took away the half-dead Ye Jiuci during the siege of thousands of people.

"It's a pity that they have calculated so much, they can't calculate how much change a book "Kong Ming Jue" can bring." Shen Yun raised his face, looked directly at the shocked Yang Yi, and asked, ""Kong Ming Jue" The unique skill of 'Floating Light and Gliding Shadows' temporarily hides one's whereabouts and aura, making it hard to find out... Do you want to learn it?"

Since Yang Yi came to the Valley of the Wicked, what he heard and saw almost completely collapsed his worldview of more than 20 years.

Pei Qing's experience and Shen Yun's story seemed to have ripped off the last cover of the warm and affectionate world, revealing the bloody truth, allowing Yang Yi to see that not only was it already rotten and degenerate, but it was even full of maggots.

After a long time, he said dumbly, "Why... is it me?"

"Because your heart is not completely dark, nor is it completely dead. You are full of poison and blood refining resentment, but you can still control your mind... You are different from most people in this valley." Shen Yun took the painting When he got up, Yang Yi saw that it was a portrait of a young man with a gentle smile, bright yellow brocade clothes, no need to guess, it must be the man named "Jiu Ci" in Shen Yun's mouth.

"I taught you "Kong Ming Jue" just to see how far a person like you can go in the future." Shen Yun's eyes were aggressive like a wolf, "For the sake of long-term resignation, It doesn't matter if the master of Hidden Sword Villa is dead or not, since you promised to help Miss Hidden Sword Villa, you should take advantage of this time to practice martial arts well."

Yang Yi was startled, and then broke out in cold sweat.

His every move was revealed in front of Shen Yun's eyes. No wonder this man had a plan in his mind and was not afraid of him escaping after the assassination failed.

How terrible.