Immortal Gossip Report

The mask is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it has almost no weight when pinched at the fingertips.

Ji Xun's eyes flickered, but he pinched the corner of the edge like this, and didn't move for a long time.

He could easily know what kind of face was covered by this mask, but thinking of the panic in Yunshuang's eyes at the side of the medicated bath last time, he hesitated for a while.

The person in his arms is unconscious now, if he disregards his wishes and reveals his face without authorization, what is the difference between taking advantage of someone's danger?

Little old man is very smart, if he wakes up tomorrow, if he finds that the mask has been lifted, what will he think of him?

Ji Xun was used to being casual, and it was the first time he cared so much about his impression in other people's minds.

Thinking over and over again, looking forward and backward, it's just in exchange for a little bit of Yunshuang's affection for him.

This is really not like his temperament, if Xie Changming finds out, he will laugh out loud.

Ji Xun smiled, and slowly retracted his hand.

The faint smell of herbs from Yunshuang's body lingered on the tip of her nose, which was the smell that had not yet dissipated after soaking in the medicinal bath in the morning.

The tightly wrapped soft quilt was thick and warm, and the body tightly hugged by Ji Xun was originally cold, but now it is slowly warming up.

Yunshuang's pale face began to turn red.

The door of the room was wide open, and it had not been closed since Ji Xun kicked the door in.

A Xuan was summoned by Ji Xun, came in a hurry, stepped in, before he could speak, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Ji Xun has a serious obsession with cleanliness, especially he is very concerned about the bed used for long-term sleep, not allowing others to touch his bed is one of them, and he will not sit on other people's bed at will.

Not to mention that Yunshuang was sweating profusely at the moment, but he didn't show any disgust at all, instead he hugged her tightly.

Ji Xun raised his eyes and glanced at Ah Xuan: "Go get some hot water."

Ah Xuan hurriedly lowered his head, responded, and quickly turned around to go out.

After a while, he came over with a basin of hot water and clean towels, and gently placed them on the basin stand beside the bed.

After wringing out the towel, he didn't rush forward to help Yunshuang wipe off his sweat. Instead, he offered it with both hands and asked respectfully in a low voice, "Taoist, do you need me to serve you?"

Ji Xun took the towel and lowered his eyes to look at Yunshuang: "No need, go down and rest."

"Yes."

The drum that had been beating in Ah Xuan's heart fell to the ground.

He bowed to Ji Xun, bowed and stepped back, and when he went out, he carefully and gently closed the door.

As the door closed, Ah Xuan quickly raised his eyes and took another look.

The expression on Ji Xun's face was gentle and focused that he had never seen before.

……

The night was dark, and the room was so silent that it seemed that only the sound of his own heartbeat could be heard.

Ji Xun lowered his head and wiped the sweat off Yunshuang's face, then unbuttoned his shirt, and wiped his sweaty upper body again.

He is the proud son of heaven, he grew up like a star, and he has never done such a thing of serving others.

Therefore, the method of wiping was not meticulous, and even a little hasty. He wiped down to the abdomen, and then went down, but he stopped.

His eyes fixed on Yunshuang's face, and finally he threw the towel into the basin, and went to the house to turn over a clean obscene garment, and put it on for Yunshuang.

Such a lot of tossing took a lot of time.

After finishing everything, Ji Xun stood beside the bed, looking down at the sleeping peacefully at the moment, as if he could let him rub the flattened person.

His figure was tall, cast on the bed, forming a shadow, covering Yunshuang half under the darkness.

He seemed to be leaving, but he was a little worried, what if Yunshuang's condition relapsed and the pain came back later.

Even if it was separated by a wall, it would take a lot of time for him to come over when he heard the sound.

If he was by Yunshuang's side, even for a little longer, it would make him suffer less pain.

Thinking so, Ji Xun no longer hesitated.

He took off his shoes and went to bed, fell asleep with his clothes on, and hugged Yunshuang and the soft quilt covering him in his arms.

With a slight movement of the fingertips, the candles in the room were instantly extinguished.

In the darkness, Ji Xun closed his eyes, listening to Yunshuang's light breathing, his heart slowly settled down.

When the morning light was slightly dewy, Yunshuang really started to feel pain again.

He frowned, because he was wrapped in the quilt like a cocoon and couldn't move, he put his head on Ji Xun's shoulder in pain, and rubbed back and forth uncomfortablely.

The white teeth bit her lip tightly, and bright red blood oozed out.

Ji Xun patted Shun Yunshuang's back comfortingly through the warm blanket, coaxing in a low voice: "It's okay, the pain will be gone soon."

The golden light leaked from his palm, this time the pain was not as fierce as before, Yunshuang seemed to be more comfortable, and slowly calmed down.

At this moment, his head is still softly resting on Ji Xun's shoulder.

Ji Xun reached out to raise his lower jaw, and pressed his thumb on Yunshuang's soft lips, freeing him from under the white teeth.

Gently rubbed the slightly rough fingertips to wipe off the blood on the lips.

Yun Shuang frowned and moved, as if trying to avoid it, Ji Xun raised his eyes, but saw that the mask on his face was crumbling.

As he moved his head back, the mask suddenly fell onto the bed.

Yunshuang opened her eyes in a daze.

Caught off guard, the four eyes meet, and the morning light rushes into the eyes.

Ji Xun was startled, he could clearly see the red spots on Yunshuang's face, which were the traces of flying bat acid.

With his advanced level of cultivation, the ordinary magic tricks can be described as nothing to hide in front of him, and they are useless, but it is strange that when he looks at the scars on Yunshuang's face like this, he can't see the slightest trace of magic tricks, which does not seem to be fake.

In the Qinse Terrace, the disciples are all outstanding people.

Everyone in the world said that he was a good-looking and beautiful woman, and it was true.

The beauties in the world are like the beauty of the world, making people happy to see them.

All living beings are all phenomena, and the skin is one of them. He is so vulgar and unbearably vulgar.

From the beginning of seeing the vision of the two overlapping in the illusion of heaven, it is undeniable that he believed in his heart that the person must have a good appearance.

Later, he deduced Yunshuang's identity, and even though he had never seen the face behind the mask, he took Yunshuang's words that his appearance was destroyed as his excuse.

He had great expectations in his heart, but now when he saw her suddenly, his heart ached and pityed him, and he felt a little disappointed.

Ji Xun lowered his eyes, suppressed his complicated emotions, picked up the mask that fell on the bed and handed it to Yunshuang: "The mask fell off."

As soon as all the confusion faded away, Yunshuang seemed to wake up suddenly, and looked at him with slightly wide eyes.

When did Ji Xun sleep with him?

Mask... When did the mask drop?

He had too many questions flashing through his mind at once, and just as he took the mask in a daze, he saw Ji Xun suddenly stand up.

A gust of wind brushed his cheeks, he stepped out of the bed, smiled and said in a low voice: "Last night you were in so much pain, it should be related to your physique, and I was negligent. Every night from now on, I will come over regularly to suppress your running around You don't have to panic too much, after a few more days of recuperation, it shouldn't happen again."

Ji Xun stood against the light, Yunshuang couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but vaguely noticed that he was a little different from before.

It was still early, so he asked Yunshuang to rest for a while, and walked out quickly.

Yunshuang lay on her back, staring at the bed curtain for a moment, then reached out and touched her face.

It's not a bad thing to be seen by him, this is what I expected from the beginning.

……

After that, Ji Xun really kept his promise, and would come over every night to help him adjust his breathing, so as to ensure that after he fell asleep at night, he would never have any pain again.

It's just that they live near each other now, but Ji Xun seems to be busy all of a sudden, it's almost difficult for Yunshuang to see him in the daytime.

He asked Ah Xuan to bring a lot of books to Yunshuang to read, some of them talked about how to practice after washing the marrow and bones, and some explained in detail the way of Wuji.

Regarding the origin and skills, there are discussions about the relationship between Yantian Dao and Wuji Dao Mind Dharma, such as various.

The key passages above even have comments from Ji Xun.

The ink was still wet, and the handwriting was brand new, presumably it was written down specially for him to read.

He didn't write much, but the essence of each sentence was like the finishing touch in a lengthy text, Yunshuang read it very effortlessly.

At this time, Xie Changming was sitting opposite Ji Xun bored, watching him write back and forth in the book very seriously.

He stared at Ji Xun's face carefully, almost wanting to see a flower on his face: "Brother, why do you like to hide in my room so much recently? Could it be..."

Xie Changming hesitated to speak.

Ji Xun's pen stopped and he looked up at him.

Xie Changming crossed his arms around his chest, pulled his clothes tight, and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that he has some evil intentions against me?!"

Ji Xun flew over with a book and hit him on the head. Hearing Xie Changming's yelp, there was a lazy smile on the corner of his lips, and he lowered his head as usual and continued writing: "I just suddenly felt that the scenery here Not bad, suitable for splitting into a study."

Xie Changming jumped up angrily: "You live in the palace, I live in the cold palace, and you want to split my place into a study, are you still alone?"

The two were arguing when Ah Xuan walked in holding a wooden box and said respectfully: "Master, the things are ready, please have a look."

Xie Changming forgot that he was still yelling at Ji Xun just a moment ago, so he quickly stretched his head over: "What is it?"

Ji Xun opened the wooden box, only to see a half-cut exquisite mask made of pure gold inside.

The mask is engraved with rolling cloud patterns, and the outer carving is shaped like a butterfly feather covering the face, which is very beautiful.

Ji Xun's fingertips passed by lightly, his eyes were gentle, he looked at it for a moment, then he handed it back to Ah Xuan: "Give it to him."

Yunshuang was still wearing the dilapidated white feather mask recently, and even if the two of them briefly met at night, they seemed to have a tacit understanding, and no one mentioned the sudden accident that morning.

Ah Xuan left, Xie Changming's eyes fell on Ji Xun, and he grinned: "Senior brother, there is really something wrong with you... What's wrong? You had a quarrel with Brother Wanfeng?"

Ji Xun turned over a page of the book and ignored him.

Xie Changming put half of his body on the desk, his eyes were bright, and his voice was raised: "You don't know how to attack him, do you?"

Ji Xun's heart suddenly lost a beat, the nib of his pen paused, and a cloud of ink gradually smudged on the book.

The author has something to say:

Lao Ji has been very troubled recently, and there are dark circles under his eyes.

Ji Xun wailed in a dream: I, Ji Lingyi, want the best in everything——!

After waking up from the dream, he glanced at Yunshuang, then fell back on the bed: T^T I don't believe it, my wife must be a beauty...

Hahahaha sorry, I just like this kind of stalks that are ugly and beautiful when they are stripped 23333

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