The beautiful god of war just wants to raise a dog [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Qingheng carried Song Shu back to Chongyunmen. The tall and tall person hugged him lightly in his arms. The young man felt like he was holding a cloud, more like holding a fiery fox.The so-called most dangerous place is the safest place, and no one would have thought that the "devil" was actually hiding in the room of a Chongyunmen disciple at this time.

Song Shu leaned against Lu Qingheng's bedside. The red robe had been taken off, and the taupe-coloured undershirt was slightly opened, revealing a slender neck, thin shoulders, prominent collarbone, and a slender waist.

There were not many traumas on his body, but the bright red blood blooming on the snow-white and crystal-clear skin was particularly shocking. Lu Qingheng gasped when he saw it, maybe it was distressed, and the boy's eyes were red.But he only felt a faint pain, more of a soreness coming from the meridians all over his body, and a dull pain in his chest.

"Why do you know it's me?" Song Shu asked softly, looking at the boy who held his breath and bandaged him lightly.

Lu Qingheng's eyes were red and his face was red. He lowered his head in embarrassment, "Last time...you took a shower and accidentally saw half of your face."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "You knew it back then?" He actually pretended not to notice. He has been in Guiyan Villa for so long, and this kid never even asked him once.

"I guess you have your own business, so I can't talk about it." Lu Qingheng said, and put his hand to Song Shu's mouth, "It hurts to take the medicine, sister, do you want to bite something, don't bear it."

"..." Song Shu gently pushed his hand away, "Now that you know who I am, you still dare to save me?"

"of course."

Lu Qingheng evenly applied the gold wound medicine on the wound, and then wrapped it with a clean white cloth. The white cloth needed to go around the shoulders, so he knelt straight on the bed to bandage Song Shu, and looked down at him slightly, "You are my favorite!" People."

The boy's black eyes were bright, and the emotion in his eyes was warm and sincere.Song Shu looked at him and suddenly thought of someone, so he raised his hand and touched his head, a smile finally hung on the corner of his pale lips, "If your master finds out, he will definitely punish you."

"No problem."

Lu Qingheng retreated and sat on the side of the bed again, looking at the pain that was still oozing from the heart, he leaned over and blew carefully, "Does it hurt? Sister."

"It doesn't hurt."

Song Shu was a little itchy from his blowing, so he stretched out his hand to push his head, but he couldn't push it, and the boy rubbed against his palm, "Sister, you smell so good, just like the handkerchief you gave me, What does it taste like?"

"I think it's like plum blossoms, the kind that cuts snow and cuts ice, with dark fragrance and sparse shadows, just like my sister's."

"I thought my sister was beautiful, but I didn't expect to be so beautiful. I like it so much."

Lu Qingheng called "sister" one by one, which really made Song Shu's face hot, but looking at the boy's bright eyes, he was too embarrassed to reprimand him, so he could only let him go.

Not long after, there was a slight noise outside the room.Both of them were startled, Lu Qingheng stood up, first carefully covered Song Shu with a quilt, and then held a blunt weapon behind his back, ready to knock him unconscious if something happened.

But standing in front of the door was a man he didn't know.

"Is Song Shu in there?" The man with a pair of upturned phoenix eyes, full of sharpness and hostility, asked straight to the point.

Lu Qingheng tightly clenched the blunt weapon behind him warily, but Song Shu heard the voice, lifted the corner of the quilt and stuck out his head, "...Yin Fuhan?"

The throat joint slipped slightly, and Yin Fuhan responded in a low voice.

Seeing that Song Shu knew him, Lu Qingheng let the man in, and the man went straight to Song Shu, lifted his quilt, "Get up, show me the wound."

Song Shu had long guessed that Yin Fuhan had tampered with him, so he could always be found no matter where he was, but there was no need to ask about it at this moment.Supporting the bed, he sat up slowly, and while loosening his clothes, he looked at Yin Fuhan. The man's face was bloodless, his phoenix eyes were dark and deep, and his emotions were unclear.

"Who wrapped this wound for you? It's a mess."

Yin Fuhan's complexion was not good, and he, who is proficient in medical skills, couldn't see these things the most, so he untied the thick white cloth again, and started to use it again.

This move hurt self-esteem. Song Shu originally thought that a young master like Lu Qingheng would not be convinced, but instead the boy moved a stool and sat by the bed together, humbly studious, "Then how should I bandage it?"

"Look."

Song Shu didn't make a sound, sat there and asked to raise his hand, asked to turn around, and after the end, Yin Fuhan pulled his wrist to feel his pulse, and frowned instantly: "You dare to take Jiang Yan's sky-crashing palm, you don't know how to hide?" ? Or do you think he will treat you as softly as I do?"

"...Your martial arts are no match for me."

"What if it wasn't Baimeixiang that was given to you that day, but Duomingsan?"

"..."

Yin Fuhan asked him to turn his back to adjust his internal force, but just as the long and gentle internal force touched his muscles and bones, Song Shu coughed violently, and he turned his head quickly, "What's wrong?"

The man covered his lips with the back of his hand and gave him a vague look.

"Let me do it." Lu Qingheng leaned over at the right time, "My senior brother..."

Being able to escape from Jiang Yan's men, Yin Fuhan himself must have been seriously injured.

Song Shu's eyes flickered slightly, "...you shouldn't have come."

"Isn't it too late to say this now?" Yin Fuhan glanced at him lightly, took out a pill from the jade bottle on his cuff, "Take it."

"What is this?" Seeing the special color of the pill, Lu Qingheng asked curiously.

"do not know."

"I don't know, so you let my sister eat it?"

"Sister?" Yin Fuhan raised his eyebrows, looking at him with a half-smile, "When did our leader Song become a little girl?"

Song Shu didn't want to argue, and also looked at the pill.

"It was stolen from Yellow Crane Valley. It has been tested, and it is not poisonous. I see that the old man took the pill carefully. It must be a treasure."

After Yin Fuhan said this, Lu Qingheng felt relieved. After all, everyone in the Jianghu knew about the Yellow Crane Valley. There was a saying that they did not refine poisons.Countless martial arts practitioners yearn for it, and every one that is born is regarded as a panacea, which can command sky-high prices in the world.

Song Shu didn't ask any more questions, just put his hand into the pill, his neck became more and more graceful when he lowered his head, his wet lips gently rubbed against the man's palm, Yin Fuhan's eyes darkened.

"Sister, how do you feel?" Lu Qingheng leaned over and looked at him anxiously with open eyes.

"It hurts a bit." After a while, Song Shu frowned and pressed down on his abdomen, which was about the position of Dantian, but it was not quite right.

"Maybe it's stagnation of true qi." Yin Fuhan glanced at Lu Qingheng and raised his chin, "Lucky."

"Oh, good." Lu Qingheng immediately put his hand on Song Shu's back, and the internal energy was poured into his body continuously.Because of the vigor and strength of his true energy, which was completely different from what he had been exposed to before, he subconsciously snorted at first, like a comfortable sigh soaked in warm spring water.

This sound made Lu Qingheng blush and Yin Fuhan's teeth itch.

After running for a few weeks, Song Shu obviously felt that the pain in his chest was relieved a lot, the fatigue in his tendons was also relieved, and even the operation of his internal energy became smoother.

The things in the Yellow Crane Valley are really miraculous, and Song Shu couldn't help being surprised.

"I'll give you a few more prescriptions. You'll be recuperating here for a few days. Don't worry about outside affairs. I'll help you." Yin Fuhan got up and went to the desk to take a pen and ink while writing, then folded it and handed it to the doctor. Lu Qingheng finally looked him straight in the eye, "It's troublesome."

"I'm going to grab the medicine right now." Lu Qingheng put it away carefully, and whispered in Song Shu's ear, "Sister, wait for me, don't run away", and then disappeared.

"I know how to wink." Yin Fu smiled coldly, and he didn't know what emotion was in his eyes, "Song leader is really charming, even the young master of the martial arts leader can be subdued."

Song Shu didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly with his black jade-like eyes. The atmosphere in the room gradually became quiet and heavy, until Yin Fuhan gritted his teeth and turned his face away to avoid his sight.

"You already know." Song Shu sighed softly, "You are looking for him too, right?"

Yin Fuhan remained silent, the veins on the back of his clenched hands popped out, his face was red.

"I always thought I was a traitor, and I didn't want to be your elder brother. Then my father didn't die of betrayal, but of seeking revenge." Song Shu stretched out his hand, wanting the men on the other side of the case to come over, "Yin Fuhan, it was me I can't live with you."

He didn't know why Song's father slaughtered the entire Yin family back then, and he didn't know why the two brothers were left behind.

And today he killed Yin Fuhan's only relative, and the cycle of cause and effect repeated... He owed the other party.

But Yin Fuhan came over, he sat on the side of the bed, grabbed Song Shu's slightly raised hand, rubbed it vigorously in the palm of his hand, until the back of his hand turned red.

"If... If you knew he was my elder brother, wouldn't you kill him?" After a long time, the man finally asked, his voice hoarse, and he only stared at the hand in his palm.

He got no response.

Because the answer is no.Song Shu would never give up on revenge for any reason, just like in the world that originally belonged to him.This is his obsession, his sin and karma.

But he said to Yin Fuhan, you can come to me to pay in blood, and I will wait for you.

The grievances and grievances in the world are reciprocated, until there is a person who is unable to take revenge, has no intention of taking revenge, or... is unwilling to take revenge.

Yin Fuhan leaned over and bit his tiger's jaw hard, his voice trembling slightly, "...I will."

Song Shu didn't move, the smile in his eyes was very faint, like diluted ink that was wiped lightly in his pupils, and quickly disappeared.

……

Song Shu stayed at Lu Qingheng's place for the past few days to recover from his injuries. During this period, there was only one news from Yan Ling, telling him that he was well and that the congregation was not damaged, but there was no movement from Shangyue.

Lu Qingheng went out to help him inquire, and learned that Chongyunmen had captured several members of the Demon Cult that day, but for some unknown reason, they have not been released so far, and the news is also kept secret, and there are very few insiders.

After much deliberation, Lu Qingheng decided to conceal part of the truth. Song Shu's injury is still not fully healed, and if he gets angry and fights with others, he will definitely suffer.

A letter from the family reached Guiyan Villa, and Lu Qingheng planned to put pressure on the head of the house through his father, and tricked him into helping him mediate.

Knowing that his subordinates are fine, Song Shu left in no hurry. One is that the outside is indeed not as safe as inside Chongyunmen, and the entire martial arts world is focusing on him; the other is that Lu Qingheng really takes good care of him and can Of course, it is better to heal the wounds here.

Although Lu Qingheng is a disciple outside the sect, he has to abide by the rules of the sect in Chongyun sect, so he has to get up early every day to practice martial arts.

When Song Shu woke up, the young man had already finished a round of practice and was squatting in the yard decocting medicine for him. It was clearly late autumn, but he was sweating profusely with a fan and fanning the stove. The small stove was smoking. There was also smoke above his head, and when he ran into the house, his whole body was emitting heat, like the warm sun in winter.

"Are you awake? Do you eat first or drink the medicine first? Eat first, the medicine is freshly fried, and the porridge is warm..."

Song Shu interrupted him helplessly, "Wash first." Saying that, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"I'll come, I'll come, you lie down and don't move." Lu Qingheng pushed him back again, went outside to get water, put it on the bedside to wipe his face.

After wiping his face and rinsing his mouth, Lu Qingheng still had to stare at him for eating and taking medicine. Even though Song Shu was used to being served by others, he felt a little uncomfortable at the moment. It also has a bit of childishness, and it doesn't know how to restrain emotions at all, the light in the eyes is bright and hot... Of course, it is impossible to hate it, because the young dog's sense of sight is too strong, and Song Shu likes it very much.

He had doubted whether the other party might be his Gou Chen, thinking about it, his eyelids unconsciously drooped down, and his gaze became soft.The beautiful side face melted in the warm sunlight outside the window, and there was a little crimson in the snow-white, like a white camellia with dew.

Then Lu Qingheng held his breath and leaned over, carefully avoiding the wound and wrapping around his waist, "Sister, you are blushing, so beautiful."

Because of his posture, Lu Qingheng was now much taller than him, and he needed to lower his head to see his face, so Song Shu fell into his arms.Being hugged by a boy nearly ten years younger than this, Song Shu instinctively wanted to refuse, but the boy's hand gently pressed his shoulder, "Sister, don't move, let me see your wound."

He opened the clothes and checked carefully, then he said again, "I want to hug my sister...I'm going to practice swords soon, let me hug for a while, okay?"

"..."

The hand was hidden in the clothes just now, and Song Shuchi/naked waist was attached to his wrist. The young man touched it lightly, and said in a pleasantly surprised and expectant tone, "Sister, Your skin is so smooth and tender...can I kiss you?"

When the hooligans become so sincere and open, and the eyes are dark and bright as that of a teenager, I am afraid that few people can be ruthless enough to refuse.Lu Qingheng clicked to stop, and dropped a kiss on Ruyu's neck.

Lu Qingheng took care of his sweetheart caringly and sweetly. On weekdays, he went out to practice martial arts and swords, while Song Shu was in the room reading and writing like a lady.Lu Qingheng was afraid that he would be bored, so he went to his junior sister to bring a kitten for Song Shu to play with. The cow cat of the junior sister just gave birth to a litter not long ago, and the most beautiful one was snow-white with blue and yellow eyes. He insisted on begging for it from Lu Qingheng.

Of course Song Shu likes puppies the most, but cats are also good, and now that he has injuries, it is more appropriate to raise a quiet and cuddly kitten.

Perhaps because of Lu Qingheng's special status, he has a separate courtyard in Chongyunmen, and is rarely disturbed by anyone.But one day, an uninvited guest came to the room, and it was only a few days before Song Shu moved in.

He was originally sitting on the couch reading, but when he heard footsteps outside, the person was already very close, and he had no time to hide, so he hid in the closet behind the screen, holding his breath.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, the visitor did not leave, but sat down on the soft cushion where Song Shu had been sitting.

At hand is the desk that he just read. On it are an open volume of poems and books, a pair of calligraphy and paintings with wet ink, a cup of leftover tea, and a few candied sweets scattered here and there.

As for the kitten, who was left on the table, he was not afraid, and stared intently at the visitor with his beautiful strange-colored eyes. One of his paws was stained with ink, and he stepped on the painting he had just finished painting. superior.

The person who came had a pair of beautiful hands, and picked up the painting when he saw it, but it was too late, there was already a small plum blossom mark in the blank space, so he had to dry the ink to prevent it from melting.

The smell in the room was very good, besides the fragrance of ink and herbs, there was also a faint cold fragrance.

The visitor's eyes moved away from the table, and glanced at the packages of medicinal herbs on the window sill, and then leisurely landed on the screen of the room painted with plum trees, which were adorned with beauty like spring—red plum blossoms.

He looked away again.

"Sister... ah, senior brother?!" Lu Qingheng, who ran back briskly, almost stumbled in fright, his face turned pale, "Why are you here? You didn't even tell me!"

"What? I have to notify you in advance when I come to see you now?" Jiang Yan put his hand on the case table and tapped it lightly, and said calmly.

Lu Qingheng watched him nervously, and he was a little relieved when he saw that the man's expression was the same. He tried his best to look normal, "...I'm already this old anyway, please leave me some dick."

Jiang Yan smiled slightly, and glanced at the things behind him, "What are you going to do?"

"Ah... this..." Lu Qingheng smiled and showed him the things, "I went down the mountain to buy some snacks, senior brother, do you want some?"

"No need." Jiang Yan asked him, "Don't you like sweets?"

"...It's, it's cold, and I suddenly want to eat."

"I see that you have medicine in your room, but you're sick? What's wrong?"

"It's just ordinary wind and cold, it's not a big deal, senior brother, don't worry about it."

"If you have a cold, don't eat sweets. It won't help your recovery." Jiang Yan saw the boy's increasingly embarrassed expression, and changed the subject calmly, "Did you draw this painting?"

He unfolded the rice paper in his hand and handed it to Lu Qingheng.

On the paper is a majestic wolf, with a vigorous figure and head held high, but it doesn't look very fierce, but its eyes are bright and cheerful.

Lu Qingheng thought: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhMy sister is so cute!It's so cute to draw a picture casually!

On the surface, "Yeah, brother, I'm amazing! Look at this wolf, how handsome! Hahahahaha..."

"Well, the calligraphy and painting of dogs crawling are much faster than your previous ones." Jiang Yan took a sip from the teacup in hand, "It's just that there are mistakes in this painting."

"How is it possible, what's wrong?!" Lu Qingheng was extremely unconvinced, never so unconvinced in his life.

"If you are painting a wolf, you should at least understand the difference between a wolf and other animals. Do you know that a wolf's tail does not stick up like a dog's."

"……what?"

"Because the hunting needs to hide the figure, the wolf's tail usually hangs down, and at most it only curls slightly in front of the same kind to show favor, how can it shake happily like in this painting."

Lu Qingheng was taken aback by what he said, and began to think about this question seriously, "Can't wolves wag their tails?"

"Normally not." Jiang Yan smiled, and unfolded the rice paper on the case, "But if you see something that makes you happy, maybe not."

He glanced at the screen again, picked up a pen to fill in something on the painting, Lu Qingheng took a closer look, it turned out to be a plum tree proud of snow and frost.The branches are covered with snow, but they are still blooming beautifully. Perhaps the wind passed by, and a few flowers fell from the branches, but one petal happened to land on the forehead of the snow wolf, like a butterfly with wings, with a graceful posture. , which made Snow Wolf full of joy, and completely let go of the ferocity and bloodthirsty in his bones.

As a result, the sense of disobedience was swept away, and the whole painting became logical. Even the paw prints printed by the kitten just now melted into the plum blossoms, which was completely beautiful and gentle.

Forget it, he raised his wrist and dropped the word "Baimei" next to it, as if to emphasize something.

"I'm here to tell you that there are many things in the school these days, but they can still be controlled." Taking out a letter from his sleeve and putting it in Lu Qingheng's hand, Jiang Yan's eyes darkened, suggesting, "Master Lu is now Interfering will only cause bad things, understand."

Lu Qingheng looked at him and silently retracted the letter.

After Jiang Yan left, Song Shu finally came out of the closet.Lu Qingheng was afraid that his legs would go numb, so he squatted by the bed and squeezed his legs, but he only showed the other party a painting, with the corners of his mouth pursed unhappily:

"Where did I draw a wolf, this is clearly a cute puppy."

"Well, is it a puppy?" Lu Qingheng lay on his lap, looking up at the painting with his head up.

"It's a puppy, my puppy."

The paper was slapped on the table, and Song Shu picked up the pen and added the word "Yugou" under the "white plum".

Tilting his head to look at it, he hugged the sleeping kitten again, grabbed its paw, and pressed a plum blossom cat's paw print next to the inscription for signature.

……

"Master, since the search failed for many days, they must have returned to the outside of the pass. This disciple thinks there is no need to pursue it further."

"Then where do I put the face of Chongyunmen? Just watch him rush into my Yunmen and take people's lives, come and go as he wants?"

Pei Yuanshan stood with his hands behind his back, his thick eyebrows furrowed, obviously very dissatisfied with Jiang Yan's words, "In my teacher's opinion, I should have killed that protector a long time ago to uphold his prestige, but you insisted that keeping him would attract the devil, hehe , people of the devil way are all cruel and ruthless, how could it be as affectionate and righteous as you think."

Jiang Yan remained expressionless, "Master, the grievances between Master Minghe and Lanyue Sect are private matters. We should not have interfered, let alone hurt innocent lives."

"My face for Yunmen is more important than their lives!" Pei Yuanshan turned around and shouted in a low voice, and Mo Le added, "What's more, how can the people of the Demon Cult talk about being innocent? Death is not a pity for these monsters!"

With a sound of "Zheng", Jiang Yan suddenly took out a broken sword from the back of his waist and threw it at the foot of Pei Yuanshan.

Pei Yuanshan was taken aback, his eyes became even more angry, "What is this?"

"The sword of the leader of Lanyue Sect." Jiang Jian said neither humble nor overbearing, "I think that with this thing, I can save my face at Chongyunmen. What's more, a letter of war from Lanyue Sect is spread all over the world, and there must be other sects mixed in that day At the scene, if the other party acted honestly, it would be even more inappropriate for me to wait for innocent people to kill people, and this kind of news would be even more inappropriate. So this disciple asked Master to let that person go."

Pei Yuanshan stared at Jiang Yan fixedly. Although the man lowered his head, his attitude was tough, and he couldn't refute for a while.

He watched Jiang Yan grow up. The young boy who was originally pure and immature did not know when he had grown into what he is now. He is much taller than him, with a strong aura, and he is not angry.

He is a rare martial arts prodigy, Pei Yuanshan has always been proud of this apprentice, but he never thought that one day, he would also feel that the other party is unfathomable, standing in front of the other party, his hands behind his back would tremble slightly.

"You cut off his sword, but didn't take his head?" After a long pause, Pei Yuanshan suddenly asked.

"The opponent's martial arts are so strong that the disciple is almost defeated." Jiang Zhuan said.

Pei Yuanshan looked at his expression for a moment, then turned his back again, his tone slowed down, "Jian'er, I have no children, and I have treated you as my own child since I was a child, and you will take over the Cloud Gate from now on... Can you You know, what should come first in everything?"

Jiang Yan replied, "I have always regarded Chongyunmen as my family, and I have never humiliated it. But because of emotion and reason, I think that this person should be let go."

After another moment of silence, Pei Yuanshan glanced at the broken sword on the ground, and finally waved his hand:

"Forget it, I'll listen to you this time. But you will understand later that there are more important things than chivalry."

……

Shang Yue was released by Jiang Yan himself.

The autumn wind was bleak, and Jiang Yan sent him to the foot of the mountain. The two of them had nothing to say all the way, but walked along the stone steps to the end in silence.

Because Shang Yue was Lu Qingheng's benefactor, they had met once, but now, Jiang Yan could only remember the man's gentle expression when someone kissed him with his back turned to him that day outside the cave.

The leader of Lanyue Sect... is really deceptive.

At the foot of the mountain, the two separated.Shang Yue cupped his fists to express his gratitude, and Jiang Yan politely responded.But... just after the opponent took a step, he suddenly turned around and pierced his left shoulder with a sword. The sharp blade pierced straight to the bone, making the muffled sound of flesh being pierced. The palm wind slaps people straight back.

"Thank you so much Shang for saving my life." Shang Yue steadied himself, wiped the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a cold and firm expression, "But you hurt my leader, you deserve to die."

……

The leader of Lanyue Sect will really confuse people's hearts.

……

At this moment, Jiang Yan found sadly that there was no anger in his heart.