Save the hero

"Aren't you going to get lost?" Fang Qi scolded, "I'm not afraid of the eye of a needle. I'm hurting you for nothing. Do father and mother have the same name?! Who are you fooling?"

The little platypus rubbed its left paw against its right paw, and ran away without looking back.

The breeze came slowly, setting off waves in the lake.Fang Qi was drinking porridge, Hong Yuan looked at him for a moment, then suddenly called his name, Fang Qi held a bowl in his left hand and a spoon in his right, looked sideways at him, and saw the man staring at him motionlessly, untied his belt, The palm of the hand stretched to the crotch, moved up and down, and actually started to defy himself.

The man's eyes were full of lust, and he looked at him wantonly. He was obviously wearing a layer of underwear, but there was a feeling of being stripped naked and looking at him imperceptibly.Fang Qi held the bowl and was dumb for a moment, then smacked his lips, shook his head and laughed.He was surprised to find that he was not excited at all when Hong Yuan looked at him.

What is he?Was tuned out?

That's right, Hong Yuan has done many wonderful things, and this one is not bad.It was white porridge that was sticky and thick. At first glance, it looked like a sight. Fang Qi was a little hard to swallow. He put the bowl back on the table, got up and tidied his clothes, and wanted to leave here.However, after thinking about it, Hongyuan's physical strength and endurance are quite astonishing. He did it for most of the night yesterday and only ejaculated twice.He flicked his sleeves and left, he didn't know how long it would take to get out.

Fang Qi looked at his eyebrows, sighed and walked towards him, and was about to ask if he could help, then Hong Yuan raised his arms, pushed him away, and sighed: "Don't get too close to me."

Fang Qi knew that he was afraid that he would lose control, so he took a few steps back after thinking about it. Hong Yuan withdrew his hand, looked up at him, and said with a half smile: "You'd better recover slowly, next time you cry and beg Me, I won't let you go."

"Threatening me?" Fang Qi said without changing his expression, "I wish you would be more ruthless next time, it's best to let me rest for ten days and a half months at a time, and see who is unlucky."

Hong Yuan: "..."

Fang Qi pinched his weakness, so he was not afraid of him, sneered, and swayed away with the bowl in his hand.

The man looked at his back with a helpless expression on his face, his teeth were sharp, and he couldn't control him more and more.

Although I slept all day, I was really overdrawn yesterday. After I climbed into bed, I felt sleepy again naturally.Seeing that Hong Yuan hadn't come back at the gate, Fang Qi didn't wait for him, and soon fell asleep again.I don't know how long I've been asleep, but I was picked up by someone in a daze, and half asleep and half awake, I was fed another bowl of porridge, and then I took off my underwear. Although I knew that a man had a sense of proportion and wouldn't do anything to him, he was torn apart Shuangqiu's buttocks are still beyond shame.Fang Qi woke up most of the time, struggling to get down, the man pressed him without saying a word, and carefully applied the medicine inside and out, Fang Qi's face turned red again after he was done, the feeling of his fingers going in and out of his buttocks...

Just normal medication...

Fang Qi reminded himself, Hong Yuan stared at him with a look of embarrassment and smiled, and while helping him put on his obscene pants, he teased, "Want?"

"..." Fang Qi really wanted to kick him down.

When I woke up the next day, my body's soreness and discomfort were reduced by half.Waking up in the morning light, there was no one beside the bed, Fang Qi put on a piece of clothing casually, and walked outside the door. When the door was opened, the sun shone on the earth, and there was food on the stone table not far away, but Hong Yuan’s body was not there. The figure, looking around, saw him busy with something not far away, Fang Qi squinted his eyes and walked over to take a look, only to see a few thick logs made the frame of a small house, and now he is filling things to the surface.

Hearing his footsteps, the man looked back, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, and said, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"No," Fang Qi walked over, bent down to look at the small house the size of a cat's nest, and said, "Are you building a nest for a little platypus?"

"...Well," the man said without raising his head, "I'm his mother."

Fang Qi: "..."

What Hong Yuan said casually yesterday was actually taken seriously, Fang Qi looked at him in surprise, the little platypus was jumping and jumping at the feet of the two of them, as if he also knew that this little house was for it.Fang Qi regretted that he got up too late, otherwise he would have heard how Hong Yuan told the little duckbill to build a nest for him... This person seems to be honest, especially for the little duckbill, he should use How did you say it with an awkward expression and an awkward tone?

Fang Qi looked at him curiously, and really couldn't imagine it, but at this time, the little duckbill couldn't stop because of ADHD, and it wasn't afraid of Hongyuan any more, so it rubbed against the man's feet flatteringly, even though Hongyuan's hands were big But it is not stupid, on the contrary, it is a very skillful pair of hands, weaving together the soft and tough branches, noticing the movement of the little duckbill, but not kicking it away, just looking at it and continuing its own movements.

A gust of wind blows over, blowing the hem of the man's drooping clothes. The little duck's mouth looks at the piece of clothes fluttering in front of his face. He is overjoyed for a moment, hooks the hem of the clothes reflexively, lifts his hind paws into the air, and starts to swing swing.It took a few shakes before it realized what it had done. Playing with Dawang's clothes was not just as simple as rubbing against him.

The little duck's mouth hurriedly landed on the ground with two paws, trying to withdraw to grab his front paws.Unexpectedly, because the hook on the tip of the anxious paw caught the man's clothes, the little platypus was startled, one paw was hanging on it, and it didn't dare to scream, desperately trying to pull it away, but the more anxious it was, the tighter the hook, He actually hooked up Da Dawang's clothes...

Little Platypus: "..."

Hong Yuan stopped what he was doing and looked down at him, with a little impatience between his brows. The little platypus looked like a cat with its paws hanging on the screen window, with its face on its paws, looking at him timidly.

The man looked at him for a few seconds, but didn't say anything. He put down the thing in his hand, and gently pinched its paw with his big warm hand.

The little platypus may not be as big as his hand, and its soft fur is a little smaller than a man's finger. Hong Yuan pinched it very lightly, with a gentle expression, and carefully plucked the silk thread hanging from its paw with one hand. It got down and patted its head, and the little platypus squatted on the ground blankly.Hong Yuan picked up the back of its neck, handed it back casually, and stuffed it into Fang Qi's arms, signaling him to take care of the little guy and stop getting in the way.

The little duck's mouth was stuffed into Fang Qi's arms with its head inward, and it turned around by itself, with its buttocks facing inward and outward.Fang Qi squatted on the ground with his hands on his knees, the little platypus put his chin on the back of his hand, and the little black beans looked at the big king with wide eyes.

Fang Qi recalled that in the past year, from the child he first met to the man he is today, there have been tremendous changes.Not only has the appearance been reborn, but the inside has also undergone earth-shaking changes.That world-weary, thorny child always had an expression of indifference and numbness. He never softened his heart towards such a pitiful little platypus, and even killed him. Even after they lived together, Hong Yuan was extremely Don't show any good looks to the little platypus, the little platypus is also afraid of him, every time it sees it, it wants to kneel down for him.

During this period of time, his attitude has improved little by little, but only when the three of them were together, he acted as a seasoning agent and bridge in the middle, did they barely get along harmoniously.The rest of the time, the little platypus dared not get close to Hong Yuan, and the man never looked at it more than once.

like today...

Without his conciliation, Hong Yuan and the little platypus get along in a friendly way. Although Hong Yuan is a little impatient, he still maintains a gentle voice... This is the first time ever.

Fang Qi looked at Hong Yuan from behind, as if he saw this cold and hard man with a heart that was slowly softening under the skin and flesh.

Fang Qi poked the man's back, Hong Yuan turned his head slightly, looked at him from the corner of his eye, and said, "Are you hungry?"

Fang Qi rubbed his belly, shook his head and said, "I'm not very hungry."

Hong Yuan said: "The food is on the table, eat it when you are hungry."

Fang Qi hummed, watched his movements, held the little duck's mouth in one hand, and said, "I'll wait for you for a while."

Time goes by day by day, although the days are a bit ordinary and tasteless, they are also warm... No, he is lying, this life is so boring, too dull!It's just the two of them here, plus a little duckbill. To put it bluntly, it's easy to have the seven-year itch in advance!Maybe six years and eight months ahead!

……

Because Fang Qi began to feel that Hong Yuan was not handsome anymore... He obviously had such an outstanding and handsome face, but he couldn't stand facing this face all day long... After all, beauty needs to be set off by ugliness!Otherwise, it will be aesthetic fatigue!

In the past few months, his cultivation base has also made great progress. At least when he dances the sword, he is full of vigor, and he no longer feels sore and tired when he swings more than ten times.In this way, if he is walking in the rivers and lakes and facing ordinary people instead of monks, he still has the ability to protect himself or bully others.

His physical strength has increased a lot, and he is no longer resistant to falling or hitting. The direct beneficiary is nothing more than Hong Yuan. He doesn't look at him like a fragile object like before, afraid of being uncomfortable if he bumps into it. .Fang Qi boasted that he was very strong, and tried to turn over on the bed more than once, but it was a pity that the road was one foot tall and the devil was one foot high, and the nightly uprising failed.

He practiced conscientiously and conscientiously, but those who were supposed to be cultivating were extremely lazy.Hong Yuan doesn't seem to be keen on cultivation. The Hong Yuan he read in the book before was chased and killed by people full of hostility. Once he fled into the forest of ten thousand beasts, he almost risked his life to practice day and night. It took 3000 years, how could he be so lazy when he got here?Could it be that because no one beat him and beat him up, he didn't let him go to extremes, so he didn't have much energy for cultivation?Do you want to become a god in 3 years if you are so procrastinating?

What he prefers to do every day is to play with the flowers and plants in Taoyuan Residence, sweep the floor and wipe the table, clean up, cook, boil water and make tea... like a servant girl.This time it's really not that he deliberately bullies others, Hong Yuan likes to do housework very much.

In the past few months, he has personally trimmed the excess branches and leaves of the peach and pear trees; the red light on the original water bridge promenade was removed and replaced with a white light; he added some new vegetables and changed the method. Thinking about what to eat, the culinary skills are getting better and better, the cooking is beautiful and delicious, and I can start a team to recruit apprentices.Getting up every morning to cook, wash clothes, wipe the table, and water the ground is a daily routine.And every five, four, three or two days, I tune the piano and play the flute, which is quite elegant.

Then one day, Fang Qi finished his sword practice and went back to the bedroom to find him. The big man with a thick back was sitting on the bed, carrying the clothes that were scratched by the little duckbill, and he was sewing with his eyes downcast like a big girl.Such a generous pair of men's hands, holding such a thin embroidery needle, threading it back and forth on the clothes... Fang Qi no longer knows how to look at him.

Why does he always do things that don't match his temperament ==

But in the last few days, I sorted out all the things in the treasure room, and registered the treasure books inside one by one.Books are divided into categories and stored in the bookshelves... Every day is very full, and yesterday I brewed wine slowly, and I can drink it after a few days.

Do everything by yourself, and manage the Taoyuan Residence in an orderly manner.

If he hadn't watched Hong Yuan change Taoyuan Residence bit by bit day by day, and watched him busy, Fang Qi really couldn't see any obvious changes in Taoyuan Residence.Even if the pictures before and after the change are placed in front of his eyes, he may not be able to see it.Unless it is more clean and tidy, he is a rough old man, as long as it is not too messy to look at, he will definitely not clean it, as long as he can live in it.

As for Hong Yuan being so obsessed with taking care of Taoyuan Residence, it really puzzled him.Is cleaning more important than cultivation?

At first he tried to persuade him a few words, but Hong Yuan was not interested, so he kept silent.Every day, he happily circulates and replenishes his true energy, and learns the exercises and moves. He thinks that Hongyuan is standing still, and he is making rapid progress. This is a good opportunity to turn around and counterattack!Fang Qi's patience is basically zero. After practicing for a few days, he couldn't help rebelling. He was not an opponent. How deep and strong, I just feel that every time I try, Hong Yuan will always give him a little bit stronger than him, only occupying such a star and a half advantage, as long as he grit his teeth and work hard, maybe he will become the illusion tomorrow... …

Later, I found that he was more like teasing him at night, and pressed him with the expression of a loser warming his bed.

Fang Qi has suffered countless losses, and when he thinks of him, he always gnashes his teeth, and while he still doesn't give up, he is lucky, maybe next time... next time.

Taoyuan Residence is only such a big place, and no matter how detailed the division of things is, there are only so many things.Fang Qi wondered what Hongyuan would do after these things were done. He should practice. Who would have thought that the branches of such a forest of flowers would grow back after being cut here, and grow back after being cut there, forever. endless.

His easy-going and inaction, even gave Fang Qi a feeling of being trapped here endlessly.

This day, Fang Qi went back to the study from outside after playing with the sword. There were ink, paper and pens on the table, as well as some treasures that were being registered.

Hong Yuan knocked on the table, indicating that there is water here, let him drink it.Fang Qi walked through a lot of rare treasures, afraid of stepping on any of them, leaned over the table and said, "How many more are there to finish? Do you really want to get out of the Valley of Thousand Corpses?"

"Why do you want to go out?" Hong Yuan put down his pen and raised his eyes to ask him.

Every time he asked him that, Fang Qi would be filled with embarrassment, why did he go out?If you don't go out, don't you want to stay here for the rest of your life?Hong Yuan asked him back, no?Fang Qi is scary just thinking about it, of course not!He was not in a hurry.

Fang Qi waved his hand, not wanting to argue with him, he pulled something under his feet, moved his feet, and suddenly stepped on something by accident, which frightened him, he quickly raised his feet, looked down, it was a black Huhu little things.

"What is this?" Fang Qi shortly picked it up and said, "It's not broken."

Fang Qi picked it up and held it in his hand, patted the floating dust on the surface, then fixed his eyes, and took a closer look. This thing is not a new face, but an old friend.

Hong Yuan looked at it and said, "The sound transmission stone is not broken by stepping on it."

This small black stone is as black as ink, with warm and smooth tentacles, isn't it the most expensive sound transmission stone in the book, it is said to be extremely hard, it can break through gold, and it can transmit sound from far away and defend yourself from close by.

Fang Qi fiddled with it in his hand, and asked, "Can it really transmit sound for a hundred thousand miles?"

"Hmm." Hong Yuan picked up a book of sword cultivation skills and read it slowly. In the past few months, he has read through dozens of hundreds of books about sword cultivation skills one by one. , It's a pity that this person hasn't finished a book yet.

Fang Qi knocked the sound transmission stone on the table, making a crisp collision sound, Fang Qi said: "Is this thing a one-time thing? Or there is a limit on the number of times it can be used, for example, it will be weaker after one use. , after a certain number of times, it will be broken into powder?"

"No," Hong Yuan said, "Why do you ask like that?"

Fang Qi remembered that the place where he first came here was the cave in Fengyao Mountain. At that time, there was such a sound transmission stone, and he left two ambiguous words, and the sound transmission stone shattered. It became a powder.

Fang Qi lifted up the sound-transmitting stone and looked at it. He knocked it twice just now, but none of the crumbs fell off.

"Then isn't this thing very easy to put away, it just breaks when you drop it?"

"No," Hong Yuan looked at his eyebrows and said, "What's on your mind?"

"..." Fang Qi's eyebrows grew deeper and deeper, and he said, "I thought of something from the past."

Hong Yuan closed the book and said, "What's the matter?"

Fang Qi looked at him, hesitantly said: "In Fengyao Mountain... But you probably don't like it very much, it should be your nightmare."

"Wrong," Hong Yuan thought of something, lowered his eyes and said, "That's where my sweet dreams started."

Fang Qi looked at him suspiciously. Since there is no scene where he is captured by a monster and used as bait, Hong Yuan has only been bullied and beaten in Zhao Mansion and Fengyao Mountain. Would he like that kind of place?

Hong Yuan said softly: "I met you there."

"Oh," Fang Qi turned his face away, his face flushed slightly, sure enough, rare things are precious, and love words are only pleasant when spoken occasionally.

Seeing his reddish earlobes, the man smiled and explained: "The best sound transmission stone is made from the ear bones of thousand-eared beasts, which are extremely hard."

"Really," Fang Qi rubbed the base of his nose, and said, "So that's really the case, I thought I remembered it wrong."

Hong Yuan said: "Why mention it?"

Fang Qi said: "It's so strange, you said that if it is really so hard... what kind of situation can the sound transmission stone be broken into powder?"

Hong Yuan said: "No one has tried it."

It is difficult to catch a thousand-eared beast. Since it is called a thousand-eared beast, and since ear bones are the best material for sound transmission stones, this kind of monster knows that its ears are good from the name. The speed is fast, and the person who captured it is often far away, and the thousand-eared beast has already run away.

The top-level sound transmission stone is extremely expensive, no one is willing to try it, but...

Hong Yuan took the sound transmission stone from his hand, stroked the surface with his fingertips, and said, "Do you want to see it?"

Fang Qi turned his head away, seeing his eagerness to try, quickly snatched the things away, and said, "I don't think so, these are all good things, don't mess around."

Fang Qi held the sound transmission stone and studied it for a long time. In the afternoon, he smashed it with a stone outside and increased his strength.

It's so strange... Fang Qi stroked his chin and thought, the one in Fengyao Mountain must be a sound transmission stone, he couldn't be confused, and even the grade was a little higher than the one in his hand.Since they are all sound transmission stones, how can there be such a big difference in treatment?It doesn't make sense to break it?Why is it broken?Judging from the piece in his hand, it would take a lot of effort for the sound transmission stone to crack, and it would be broken into fine powder. What kind of powerful force is that?

Maybe it was because of meeting the sound transmission stone again, Fang Qijing couldn't get through with the sound transmission stone for the next few days, beat the sound transmission stone without giving up during the day, and always dreamed of coming to Fengyao Mountain for the first time at night That night, the scene of the sound transmission stone bursting and the two words spoken in the sound transmission stone were repeated back and forth, which made him sleepless day and night.

The next day, Fang Qi sat hugging the quilt for a long time, and had to face up to this problem.Is he thinking day by day and dreaming at night, or is this a hint?

Are you hinting to remind him to go back to Fengyao Mountain?

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Qi's fingers trembled violently, and he lay back on the bed with a bang, subconsciously disgusted, suggesting what he was going back to do?Since it was a hint, why didn't you show your face and come out to make it clear?Or it is also possible to send another sound transmission stone to speak through sound transmission!

Shrinking his head like a turtle shrank for a few days. He originally thought that such a boring life with Hong Yuan was extremely interesting and precious.

He had scruples in his heart, and followed Hong Yuan all day long. The man was obviously in a happy mood these past few days, and he was willing to let him follow him. Even if he didn't speak, it would be nice to sit on the side in a daze.

After cowardly shrinking back like this for a few days, Fang Qi couldn't think twice and rightly.Fang Qi forced himself to cheer up, it's not his character to sit and wait for death, if he wants to resolve the problem, the first thing to bear the brunt is to face the problem, what's the point of blindly avoiding it?

not to mention……

During this period of time, no matter in Fengyao Mountain or Thousand Corpses Valley, it has basically been a passive situation where people are swordsmen and I are fish and meat. Coming here... If it is really a hint, there is no reason for him to shrink back and hide, not to face up to the solution.

If it was too cowardly to take a step forward with a lash of the whip, and miss the opportunity to strike first, and then fall into a more passive disadvantaged situation, it would be too late.Regret is useless.