After raising four Long Aotian, I slag them

Watching Duan Shaofeng straighten his back, holding a thick rope across his chest, his handsome and delicate face in the daytime becomes gorgeous and gorgeous in the evening, and he has a kind of shivering temperament that is so tied up that it is easy to teach.

Qin Ji took a deep breath.

The ghostly name "The Picture of the Secret Opera of the Wind, Flower, Snow and Moon" is not unreasonable. You can't get the point after just reading it once, but once you walk in and experience the strange things in the book for yourself, you will find that some details are more or less, Still be able to relate to the title of this colored book.

However, he is the one who is under the pressure right now, why does he want this discovery? !

The rough texture grazed the skin. Seeing that Duan Shaofeng seemed to be planning to attack his two arms first, Qin Ji quickly grabbed the rope and pushed the person above him down.

Holding his palms together, he kept a certain distance and said, "Calm down, sir...Little brother, if you have something to say, please calm down first."

Originally thought that the other party was in the same state as last time, and those who were not recognized by the relatives were ready to give him a knife when he bullied him, but Duan Shaofeng didn't move, he just stared at him for a moment, his clothes and collar were scattered.

"Why don't I calm down? What are you pushing me for? Do you hate me?"

Asked three times in a row, Qin Ji was stunned, "...do you recognize me?"

"We only met each other during the day. Qin Yizhi, are you just pretending to be my young suzerain?" Duan Shaofeng said indifferently, "Give me back the rope."

Oh, the tone of voice sounds quite normal, but your face and actions have betrayed you.

"Don't you dislike others calling you Young Suzerain?" It's still impossible to pay back, Qin Ji just wanted to change the subject, and find out what happened to him by the way, "Why are you boasting now?"

Duan Shaofeng didn't answer, but his eyes were so deep that it was hard to see through.

I have to say that his appearance is extremely beautiful, and every part is exquisite.

In the face of delicate things, Qin Ji has always been irresistible. Thinking of the touch of him sitting on his knees just now, his first thought was "young people are full of energy". If the current situation is not so optimistic, I really want to tease him.

"I can return the rope to you, but you have to tell me what you want to do."

After looking at each other for a long time, Duan Shaofeng tilted his head: "What can I do, I just want you to be quiet and not move, let me rub."

Qin Ji said: "Why rub me?"

After saying that, he pulled the person who rushed to him aside, Duan Shaofeng knew he couldn't handle him, and pursed his lips: "...Because, it's uncomfortable."

He seemed to find it difficult to speak, and his eyes were full of resentment, "It's not all your fault, originally this level of 'discomfort' could be overcome by going to the cold spring, but your body——"

He didn't know what to say, but there was an inexplicable smell and touch on this person that attracted him. It was extremely cold, but it was also extremely cold, but it could most relieve the abnormal heat on his body.Before I knew it, I took a rope and went down the mountain. When I recovered, I was already on the outer peak.

The hot feeling became more and more intense, and the young man tensed up. He bit his lip hard, revealing a stubborn forbearance.

Qin Ji watched silently, then suddenly reached out and patted his back lightly.

I'm sorry, but you ran into this sand sculpture of me twice when you got mad.

In the original book, Duan Shaofeng cultivates the way of ruthlessness, as the name suggests, he is ruthless and cuts off desires.And someone wanted to break his way and make his practice all these years in vain, so he came out like this.

It's just that Duan Shaofeng's self-control is really strong. He doesn't have the impulsiveness and recklessness of his age at all.

but now……

Qin Ji asked while clapping: "Why don't you tell me where Hanquan is, and I'll take you there?"

"I don't want to go." Duan Shaofeng became stiffer after being photographed by him, buried his face in his arms, and said sullenly, "What is the difference between that place and the underworld, I hate the cold."

Qin Ji smiled: "Then I—"

"You're different, you feel different."

All right, he is the living Lei Feng who aspires to be the protagonist of Bai Yueguang. Although it is impossible to do things beyond the limit, hugging is always possible.

"Then you sleep next to me tonight and go back to the main peak tomorrow? By the way, do you remember what you are doing now? I'm afraid you will come to trouble me after you wake up."

Duan Shaofeng said nothing, but his eyes turned red.He slowly raised his face, glanced at the length of rope exposed behind the white clothes without any trace, covered the strange light flickering in his pupils, and shook his head slightly.

Seeing him shaking his head, Qin Ji couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but the facts showed that the relief was too early.

After lying down, Qin Ji took the initiative to hold the other's hand, but didn't pay attention at first, and interlocked her fingers.

This was completely unintentional, and it took a while to realize that it was wrong, so he let go of his hand and switched to the ordinary pulling method.

Starting with the soldering iron, one can clearly feel the disordered spiritual flow in the body.Qin Ji closed her eyes, and a smooth and peaceful spiritual flow passed slowly along her palm.

As a sword cultivator who has practiced swords for many years in Wuqing Dao, his hands are actually quite soft.As soon as Qin Ji thought about it, a penetrating coldness suddenly appeared on her neck.

In the darkness, a sword glowing with silver light flew out from nowhere, and stopped high in the air.

Qin Ji opened his eyes that had not been closed for a long time, and saw the blue-robed boy crawling on top of him.

"...What are you doing, I let you sleep, what are you doing now?"

"Give me back the rope." The boy was pushed down again after he finished speaking, and he sat in the corner and said dissatisfiedly, "Why don't I go to sleep, what are you pushing me for, do you hate me?"

"..."

Are you a bear?

It was silent in the middle of the night, but the corner of the residential building in the outer peak of Xuantianzong was very lively.

Two figures, one blue and one white, played cat and mouse in the not-so-spacious room.

"Why are you running, aren't you sleeping?!" Duan Shaofeng lost his temper when he couldn't catch up, and his voice still didn't know how to restrain himself.

"Hush——" Qin Ji was frightened by this bear boy, and turned her hand to make a barrier to avoid being heard by people outside, "Hey, put down the sword and rope in your hand, it's not like my brother won't sleep with you. "

The boy stared at him, as if trying to see through him with his eyes.

He didn't speak, Qin Ji couldn't help but scratched his face, and added: "I'll let you hug me too."

"Who wants you to hug me." The young man opened his mouth this time, with a trace of disgust flashing across his eyes, "I won't sleep anymore, I'm going to tie you to see Yun...uncle."

It was a bit difficult to call the master uncle, but Qin Ji didn't pay attention here: "Yun Chengli? What are you going to see him for?"

"He made me fuck you in front of him."

"?"

Qin Ji: "I'm sorry, the wind was a bit strong just now, please repeat... what are you doing?"

"He asked me to take you to Jiuxuan Mountain and fuck you in front of him." Duan Shaofeng immediately repeated without hesitation, "Did you hear clearly?"

Know your uncle!

Facing those almost paranoid eyes, Qin Ji's heart beeped, and in 800 years of life, no day has been more tiring than today... and fucked.

"Listen to me, I am very sleepy now, and you must be very sleepy too. After all, you are not clear. Let's go to bed first, and when you wake up tomorrow, I will ask you what this means. Do you think it is okay? ?”

Duan Shaofeng said: "Not good."

Qin Jiren: "Don't rush to say no, little brother, look, it's getting late now, and I don't know how long it will take to get to the main peak, and your rope...you can see for yourself, whether it is rough or not! Tied, no matter how good-looking you can beat, I can't stand it, don't I want to lose face?"

Duan Shaofeng said: "No."

It's not good, so don't do it, after all, you just want to punish me, right?

"Okay," Qin Ji couldn't bear it anymore, "then you come here."

After finishing speaking, he casually opened the screen in front of him.

Seeing that he really didn't hide anymore and just stayed where he was, Duan Shaofeng glanced at the rope in his hand, and before he moved a few steps, he saw the corner of the man's mouth curled up, with something bad.

He stretched out his arms to the boy, as if to greet him: "—Come, try to tie me up."

In the early morning of the next day, the mountain fog began to rise.

Qin Ji got out of bed and changed her clothes, her face was still as clean as a fairy, but somehow there was a bit of weather-beaten desolation and vicissitudes.

As if the body was hollowed out.

It is worthy of being the legend of the future cultivation world, one punch gives a critical blow, one grabs a piece of clothing, and a fight can almost be beaten to be honest with each other... Doesn't it mean that this kid has strong self-control, he is strong, see Seeing him is not the same as seeing □□.

rub rub rub rub your head!

Moreover, Qin Ji also felt that the little lunatic seemed to have a great talent for shaking S.

He was unbearable to recall, and was attracted by the commotion on the other side of the corridor.

Several disciples gathered together and listened to the movement, as if they were looking for someone.

"Are you sure he didn't go back last night?"

"Of course. Senior brother said that since yesterday, I have been knocking on the door of his house every morning before dawn. Senior brother is not a sleepy person. I have knocked dozens of times and shouted. No one answered."

"But if you want to look for it, you can also look for it on the main peak. Why do you come to the outer peak?"

"You still don't believe me when I say you're stupid, do you remember why senior brother came here yesterday?"

It's so lively, Qin Ji thought to himself.

The sound of pacing gradually approached, and when it stopped, the door next door had been pushed open, and seven or eight disciples swarmed in.

Listening to the commotion over there, Qin Ji paused, and suddenly understood what was going on. She turned her head and looked at being tied up with hemp rope, curled up on the bed in a strange posture, like Duan Shaofeng who had gone to another world: "..."

At noon, it was his turn to be knocked on the door.Almost without hesitation, the man threw the boy out of the window again.

With a "plop", the window was closed with a "snap".This trick has been tried and tested.

In a blink of an eye, the door was pushed open, and a group of disciples rushed in, majestic and majestic, one of the leaders was quite good-looking.

With black hair and purple clothes, sword eyebrows and star eyes, the moment he saw Qin Ji, his eyes lit up, "Sorry for interrupting your rest, have you met Senior Brother Duan?"

"No." Of course Qin Ji didn't admit it, but the question seemed to be just a formality, and what should be searched had to be searched.

A group of people scattered all over the room to search, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, from the closet to the bottom of the table, never let go of any corner.The corner of Qin Ji's mouth twitched when he saw a disciple even picked up the palm-sized celadon bottle on the table and squinted one eye to look in.

After searching, the disciples returned to the young man in purple to report the situation.

Someone found a folded piece of paper, the latter took it and folded it, his eyes widened instantly.

After a group of curious disciples stretched their necks to see clearly, they were all taken aback: "This—"

It was a portrait of their young suzerain.

Swish, swish, several gazes turned at the same time.

Qin Ji: "...I admire him."

Zi Yi nodded to ease the embarrassment: "Little brother, Zhilan Yushu, is extremely talented, not to mention you, even I wish to fall asleep with his paintings every day, praying to meet in dreams."

Disciples: "..."

So you are such Senior Brother Song!

But Senior Brother Duan Xiao is indeed stunning in appearance, many people in the sect admire him, it's not surprising.

Ziyi returned the portrait to Qin Ji, smiled at him, and said: "I am a disciple of the main peak, Song Yushuang, if you meet senior brother Duan in the outer peak, please use the sound transmission talisman to tell me."

He took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket. Unlike ordinary sound-transmitting talismans, the black ink on this talisman pierced through the back of the paper, and the strokes were weird like ghost-painted talismans, twisted almost wildly.

To be honest, it doesn't look like a serious sound transmission note.

But things like esoteric methods are always inaccurate, and here is the world of transmigrating books. It is normal for the settings to be different. Qin Ji didn't care too much, and took it calmly: "Definitely."

Seeing what he said, his eyes didn't contain any extraneous emotion, but Song Yushuang was a little suspicious.

"You..." he said hesitantly, "Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Qin Ji: "?"

say what?

No one told me that I still have to take lines.

Just thinking about how to answer the conversation, Song Yushuang shook his head and gave up: "Forget it, it's nothing."

He hesitated to speak, which made Qin Ji even more weird, especially the last look that the other party gave him when he left with his disciples.