I have special high-cold skills

In fact, I also miss... the taste of family affection.There is no earth-shattering vow of eternal love, like a cup of tea, with a faint taste, but endless aftertaste.Incredibly warm.

"He was born almost a hundred years ago." Hongjun's figure appeared beside him.

Fu Sheng glanced at him: "But he is really just a young boy."

Hongjun didn't answer.

Fu Sheng stared at him intently, a smile suddenly appeared on his indifferent face: "Are you jealous of a child?"

Hongjun asked: "Vinegar?"

Fusheng didn't answer, but Hongjun's long silver hair had long been enthralled, and he stretched out his hand to grab a strand and played with it in his hand: "I won't tell you." His hands were white and slender, shining like jade, and the tips of his nails slowly shrunk towards the middle Slightly sharp, even revealing a touch of strangeness.No one could see the majestic power contained in such a pair of hands that were as beautiful as works of art.The silver hair is wrapped around the fingertips, and the movements give people a sense of seduction.Hongjun's eyes were dim, but he took the strand of hair out of Fusheng's hand.

With no silver thread in his hand, Fusheng gave Hongjun a dissatisfied look: "Stingy. Pensive."

Hongjun's expression remained unchanged, his silver eyelashes drooped slightly like butterfly wings, and he half covered his bright eyes: "Going to be with him tonight?"

Fu Sheng smiled slightly: "It's not about doing something unspeakable with other men, why are you in a hurry."

Hongjun said, "I'm not impatient."

Fu Sheng pressed his chest and pushed him against the tree trunk: "You are full of lies."

Hongjun tilted his head slightly, his silver hair slid over his shoulders, and he didn't mind if leaves fell on his hair. He put his arms around Fusheng's waist: "Stay with me at night."

Fu Sheng turned her head away from looking at him: "I have already promised Qing Shi."

Hongjun exerted a little force with his fingers, and Fusheng immediately lay in his arms, holding his shoulders with both hands.

Hongjun said again: "He is not a child."

Fu Sheng was a little displeased: "He is obviously still young, besides, I also agreed to him, it would be breaking my promise not to accompany him."

Hongjun stopped talking.

Seeing that Hongjun didn't respond, Fusheng raised his head slightly and kissed Hongjun's lips, and put his hands on his shoulders instead around his neck. This posture gave him a sense of security.

Since it's a gun-friend, it's not bad to have a shot in the wild...?

Thinking of this, he directly bit Hongjun's lips lightly: "Hey, do you want to do it?"

Hongjun didn't speak, but directly kissed him back, with such force that Fusheng couldn't help leaning back for a moment, then relaxed his body to accept this domineering kiss calmly, and the tip of the other party's tongue quickly pried open his chest with an irresistible momentum. Jaws, the softness invaded his mouth, making him look like he was crushed.He was a little out of breath.

A kiss is finally over.But it started again in other parts of the body, the soft and pink lips kissed his neck along his chin...

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Chapter 22

On Fusheng's shoulders was a black coat made of scales. Although his face was indifferent, his eyes narrowed: "Master, how about giving me a child?"

Hongjun didn't show the embarrassment he imagined, but said very seriously: "I don't have the ability to give birth to children." This answer made the bad-mouthed Qilin Lord speechless for a moment.In this era, the concept of men and women is not strong, so naturally few people have masculinity, they are not strong physically, and they can’t gain an advantage in their mouths. He had no choice but to stop talking about this and wanted to change the topic, but Hongjun Ask him: "Do you want an heir?"

Fu Sheng hadn't really thought about the issue of heirs. The world is full of aura, and the lifespan of creatures is naturally extremely long. A unicorn beast like him that was bred at the beginning of the world and took the "first" advantage is almost the same as Heaven and earth live together.Then it doesn't matter if you have children or not.What's more, Shen Xiao, the next Qilin patriarch whom he favored, is now unwilling to raise Qingshi, who was born with the dragon clan, and Fusheng has also taken care of him for such a long time, treating Qingshi as his own flesh and blood.So it doesn't matter anymore.

He didn't know what Hongjun was thinking, and when Hongjun asked, he said vaguely: "I don't have any obsession." Hongjun looked at him for a long time and suddenly put his hand on top of his head.Fu Sheng looked at him in surprise, Hong Jun seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just stroked the top of his hair.Fu Sheng raised his head slightly to avoid his hand and stared at him, the corners of Hong Jun's mouth slightly raised in an elusive arc and then quickly returned to a smooth level, his white jade face was carved out of heaven, and his silver hair hung down the side of his face , that is a perfect outline that is difficult to describe.Fu Sheng only felt that something was about to burst out of his chest, but he was forced to be suppressed by something.

This feeling of suffocation does not know where it came from, and it is fleeting.Withdrawing his too hot gaze, Fusheng asked: "Zixiao Palace...you won't go back?" Hongjun said: "Cultivators should avoid impetuousness."

...so they deserve to be kept waiting.

Fu Sheng suddenly felt that there was a bit of humor behind Hong Jun's cold face.

A smile appeared in his eyes, and Fu Sheng tugged at Hong Jun's shining silver hair: "Go. I won't be able to leave for a while." Thinking of Qing Shi, Fu Sheng felt a little headache, he was not good at taking care of children, Therefore, every time he takes care of Qing Shi, he feels that the days are like years.

Hongjun sighed softly, looked at Fusheng for a while, and said calmly: "Okay." His eyes flashed, his fingertips moved a few times, and his conversation was unprecedentedly low.

"I left a few things for you in Kunlun. If I look for you in the future after the sermon... you can take them out." He said so.

Fusheng is very interested in unknown things: "A gift for me?"

Hongjun was silent for a moment and smiled slightly, unable to distinguish between sorrow and joy, and shook his head lightly.

Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows, and there was a gleam of beauty in his cold expression: "Isn't it a gift?" He teased and said, "A token of love?"

Hongjun still shook his head, he paused and said, "You can't say it."

Fu Sheng also shook his head dignifiedly, with a look of distress in his eyes: "I'm afraid I'm the only one who can bear your lack of interest." He said with a sigh, with a helpless expression on his face.Seeing that Hongjun was silent, he asked again: "Preaching for a hundred years? Thousands of years?" He pondered for a moment and then said in a low voice: "If you have been talking for thousands of years, I will have to wait for a thousand years. Are you afraid that I will change my mind?" Hongjun's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained strangely silent.

Seeing his expression that he didn't know how many years it would take, Fu Sheng frowned, and said coolly: "Forget it. Since you don't know, I... just wait for you. Whether it's a hundred years or a thousand years, this is our agreement Alright." He paused and added: "The way of heaven is the proof."

Hongjun's thin face was as perfect as a bright moon, and he said in a deep voice, "Be careful... Luo Hu."

Fu Sheng looked up in surprise to see that he didn't understand what he meant, but he didn't refute, and said "um" indifferently.

Hongjun raised his hand and touched Fusheng's head. Fusheng felt a scalp pain just as he was about to pat his hand off. The silk was folded and then folded into a bunch, Fusheng glared at him with bulging veins on his forehead, and growled: "Get out!"

Hongjun still had a calm expression: "Yes."

Then the man really disappeared.

Looking at the uninhabited seaside, Fu Sheng felt as if a piece was missing in his chest.

"...runs faster than a rabbit." He touched the scalp where a few hairs were pulled out, and a smile suddenly appeared on his cold face: "...fool."

After a long time, he returned to the Qilin clan again. Everyone in the clan was familiar with Fusheng who disappeared from time to time, but they still welcomed the return of the Qilin Lord with great enthusiasm.Shen Xiao, who has been released from confinement, has become more and more handsome, his conversation is calm and elegant, and his manner is more and more superior.If it wasn't for his lack of cultivation, no one would doubt that he is the head of the Qilin patriarch.But in fact, now Shen Xiao is indeed the implementer of the clan's decision-making.It's not that Fusheng didn't think about the issue of his rights being divided in the clan. Although he didn't care about the matter, there was no doubt that no one could shake the fact that he was the head of the Qilin clan.Even the incomparable Shen Xiao, who has been in charge of the affairs of the family for many years, can't do it.Here is the prehistoric world, strength represents everything.As long as the Fusheng is there for a day, the Qilins will not dare to switch to the camp.Firstly, as the lord of unicorns, the first unicorn beast in the world, his essence, blood and breath created the first generation of unicorns, and he is a true ancestor.Second, the suppression of bloodlines.It is precisely because all generations of unicorns come from him, this also restrains them from ever being able to surpass him in terms of cultivation and strength.

Perhaps under the generations of reproduction, the original blood relationship is slowly melted away, but under the overwhelming power of Fusheng, Shen Xiao is at most just a spokesperson. The unicorns will respect and fear Shen Xiao, but they will not resist them because of Shen Xiao ancestors.After all, Xuan Qi, the lord of the unicorns, is not only their father, but also their biggest backer.Without Xuanqi, dragons and phoenixes will no longer be afraid of Qilin, and beasts will no longer respect Qilin.

What's more, Fusheng really has no talent in management. He needs an agent. As a man, no one will resist power.The three cobblers are worse than Zhuge Liang. Sometimes it is better to find a bunch of helpers to fight alone than to fight alone.

Without Hongjun's company, Fusheng soon became silent in his practice.

When I opened my eyes for the first time during this period, it was because of a news brought by Shen Xiao.At that time, when I was young, I also grew into a teenager.Shen Xiao said calmly: "It is said that the dragon and phoenix clans have fallen into a life-and-death contest.