Messing with his own male protagonist

Jun Zhaoyu, as the eldest disciple of the Wanshun sect, the second sect of Taoism, has a graceful temperament, a humble personality, and rich experience. The two of them are still on guard, but this does not prevent him from admiring Jun Zhaoyu.

Seeing that Su Ji and Jun Zhaoyu had a happy conversation, Xuan Zifang was determined. Although most of the plot and characters have collapsed and changed beyond recognition, at least the real attack and the protagonist Shou seem to be the only ones left...

"Hey, where's the agreed-upon episode!" Shang Siyan couldn't sit still, and he didn't have the patience to listen to the old-fashioned stories from the beginning of the world to the recent ascension to immortality, but pestered Xuan Zifang to grind the episode.

In a trance, Xuan Zifang seemed to have returned to an era of unknown writers. The familiar feeling of being urged to update made him feel very kind, and Xiao Zhengtai's shining eyes were very cute...

So Xuan Zifang couldn't bear the spoiler.

Spoilers gradually turned into discussions, and the deeper the discussions, the more sympathetic they felt.It's rare to find a fellow who also likes Gou Xue [-] o'clock!

Xuan Zifang was so excited that he wished he could drag Shang Siyan into a dark conversation. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Su Ji and Jun Zhaoyu chatting well. The two of them had a lot of common hobbies and a lot of words in common. Like myself, this kind of feeling that a confidant is hard to find is rare...

"However, I think this fairy girl is too brainless. If her man is really using her, how could she not see any clues?" After listening to the plot, Shang Siyan discussed the story with Xuan Zifang characters.

This story was originally plotted for the sake of meat. Xuan Zifang really didn't think about such a profound theme too carefully. With this layer of window paper, there will be no day of breaking up. Sigh, people who fall in love have negative IQ..."

"So that's how it is..." Shang Siyan nodded with a vague understanding.

"Besides, people in love are irrational. If one day you see your senior brother do something that doesn't match his personality, then you must be in love with someone!" Xuan Zifang blinked mysteriously at Shang Siyan blink.

Shang Siyan didn't know anything about love affairs at all. After being fooled by Xuan Zifang, a magic stick with low EQ, he still thought it was quite reasonable. I met a cultivator in a cave a few years ago, and then ran away with that person, hurting her master's heart so much that I don't know what it is..."

"Oh, the word love is misleading." Xuan Zifang sighed in a pretentious manner.

Shang Siyan was sensitive, he blinked and said: "Could it be that fellow Taoist was also missed by love?"

"This..." Xuan Zifang wiped his sweat secretly, "That's not true, I just expressed my feelings."

"Oh." Shang Siyan obviously hasn't cultivated the habit of gossip, and he doesn't think there is a problem with Xuan Zifang's ambiguous tone. He is bored and tells Xuan Zifang a few stories. The discussion is lingering and unreasonable. logical plot.

Compared with Xuan Zifang's side, the content of the conversation between Su Ji and Jun Zhaoyu on the other side has been improved by many levels.

The two chatted about the demons.

Su Ji was amazed that Jun Zhaoyu had learned so much and widely, which was not inferior to him. There were even some things that Jun Zhaoyu, who often traveled around the world, knew more than Su Ji, especially on the topic of demons.

"I once went to a dead city, full of corpses, and the resentment lingered in the city for a long time, gathering into resentful spirits. It is recorded in the book that the demons are born of resentment and evil thoughts, but in that city, there are only resentful spirits, no Demonic Qi." Jun Zhaoyu smiled, with some puzzlement and doubt in his eyes, "It's very strange, isn't it?"

"We know too little about the demon race, and the records in the book are not completely correct." Su Ji said.

"Well, later I returned to the sect and told my master the doubts in my heart, but the master joked with me. He said that if you want to know the mystery, you can only untie the bell, and you have to see the demons with your own eyes." Jun Zhaoyu With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said leisurely: "I heard that there is a demon well in the back mountain of the Supreme Sect?"

Hearing this, Su Ji frowned fiercely, and looked at Jun Zhaoyu like a knife's edge.

Jun Zhaoyu quickly waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist Su, don't misunderstand me, I'm just curious."

However, Su Ji withdrew his sharp edge, and said with a half-smile: "Wan Shun Sect is indeed a great sect, and they even know Fu Mojing."

"Anyway, it's still a sect. How can a sect like ours not have a few spies?" Jun Zhaoyu was blunt and upright.

Su Ji smiled slightly, lowered his head and drank tea: "That's right."

The two brothers Jun Zhaoyu and Shang Siyan were ordered to play around, mainly to let Shang Siyan, who had never been out of the mountain gate, see the world. The two wandered around and came to Duoluo Town. It is necessary to see the splendor and wealth of Qiyetang, so neither of them has a place to stay.

But Jun Zhaoyu is also a son sent by the gate, so it is not easy to find a place to stay.

Seeing that the sun was setting, Jun Zhaoyu beckoned to Shang Siyan for a long time, and then said to Su Ji: "We should go too. If Brother Su has not left Duoluo Town, we will visit you another day."

Xuan Zifang thought about it, there are still several rooms in Tianyage Pavilion that are unoccupied, just about to ask Jun Zhaoyu to stay, when Su Ji rushed in front of him and said: "It's so good, I'm going to meet Jun Zhaoyu some day. Brother, let’s discuss and exchange ideas, please walk slowly.”

Su Ji raised his sleeves slightly, and the stairs slowly emerged, and Jun Zhaoyu and the two left in the background of the setting sun.

Su Ji sent off the guests too quickly, as if he was trying to keep them from staying... This sentence suddenly came to Xuan Zifang's mind, and the more he looked at Su Ji's uncertain expression, the more he felt that it was so But what did I do wrong?

Xuan Zifang thought about it, but he didn't come up with a reason, so he just stood there obediently and waited.

Su Ji looked at Xuan Zifang's obedient look with his head bowed, annoyed and funny, he walked to Xuan Zifang's side slowly with a straight face: "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Shouldn't I...shouldn't have run out while Uncle Master was practicing swords, and been lazy in training?" Xuan Zifang replied cautiously.

"This one."

"Uh, shouldn't I bring random strangers back?"

"The second one." Su Ji lowered his voice, and there was a sense of uncertainty in his hoarseness, but Xuan Zifang noticed that Su Ji seemed to be quite satisfied with this answer.

With the first and the second, there must be a third answer!

But...Xuan Zifang scratched his head, apart from these two, he really couldn't think of a third one, could it be...

"I, I shouldn't have modified the exercises without authorization and sold them..." Xuan Zifang admitted boldly.

"Oh?" Su Ji said in surprise, "When did you revise the exercises, and which one is it?"

broken!Xuan Zifang didn't expect that the master uncle is not omnipotent, it is impossible to know everything, but under his nervousness, he actually confessed his great business of selling books!Xuan Zifang was so regretful that his intestines were green...

But until now, it is useless to regret, Xuan Zifang can only grit his teeth and hand over the jade slips to his uncle.He always keeps a backup for himself when he writes, and writing jade slips with his spiritual sense is much easier than writing with a pen by himself. Apart from requiring enough energy, he doesn't need to do it at all, which is very convenient.After practicing "Wu Xiang Yin", Xuan Zifang's energy and physical strength are better than before, and it is not a problem to record several exercises in a row.

However, this business has hit the iron plate when it first started, and it is very likely that under Su Ji's order, I will not be able to write this stuff anymore...

That's one of my favorite hobbies...

The jade slip was pinched in Su Ji's hand. Su Ji penetrated into the jade slip with his divine sense and read it carefully word by word. Every minute and every second seemed extremely long, which made Xuan Zifang feel more and more uncertain, and his palms were squeezed. sweat.

"Why, are you hot?" Su Ji raised his eyes suddenly and asked.

"No..." Xuan Zifang blinked.

"Could it be that you're nervous?" The corners of Su Ji's lips turned up slightly, looking at Xuan Zifang leisurely.

"Hey, uncle, you are taking it too seriously. I'm afraid...I'm afraid that if something is not corrected well, the uncle will laugh at you." Xuan Zifang met Su Ji's gaze innocently.

Su Ji said with a smile: "How could it be? Although I have seen the method of double cultivation recorded in the "Ming Concubine Scroll", I only had one chance to experience it personally. Looking back at that time, I also think that Zifang did a good job..."

Xuan Zifang's heart sinks lower and lower, he even recognizes that exercise, and specifically mentions the word "personal experience", isn't it reflecting the matter of the double cultivation, doesn't it mean that you saw that brother is I'm using you as an experiment... What did you say was a good change, but the yin and yang tone didn't sound good at all.

"Especially the stories interspersed in the exercises, which are really more exciting than folk tales..." Su Ji's eyes sparkled, but there seemed to be a dangerous storm hidden in the depths of his black eyes. He put the jade slips on the On the table, grabbed one of Xuan Zifang's wrists, pulled him to the front, and said in a low voice: "I don't know if the heartless Wang Lang finally got his retribution?"

"That's for sure. He fell off a cliff. The best result is to be smashed to pieces. The worst result is to be divided by wild beasts... Uncle?" Xuan Zifang will not naively think that Su Ji is going to be with him He talked about the plot by himself, but he saw a certain light in Su Ji's eyes, and he was a little puzzled.

But in less than two breaths, Su Ji returned to that half-smile look, as if a conspiracy was brewing, his eyes pierced Xuan Zifang's hairs all over, and he didn't know what he said was wrong.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​perfecting this "Concubine Ming Scroll"?" Su Ji asked.

"I used it before, and felt a little stuck, so I changed it..."

"Besides me, who else have you used with?" Su Ji's tone was full of unkindness.

Xuan Zifang hurriedly said: "No, only Shi Shu is alone!"

"Since that's the case, then I might as well help you perfect this exercise." Su Ji lowered his head and whispered in Xuan Zifang's ear.

"Huh?" Xuan Zifang didn't understand where Su Ji was singing, and suddenly the world spun, and when he opened his eyes, the top of his head turned into a bed curtain, and the two of them got on the bed somehow. He didn't think it was a waste to move.

But what made Xuan Zifang feel strange was that he was sitting on Su Ji, and Su Ji's hand supported his waist.

Xuan Zifang realized something, and hurriedly said: "No! Master, I can't do it!"

He doesn't have much interest in making offenses. At this time, Xuan Zifang regretted not saying anything to keep Jun Zhaoyu and the others. Even if Lalang's match was unsuccessful, at least there were guests here, so Su Ji wouldn't pull himself onto the bed. up...

Su Ji's face was gloomy, and he exerted more force on his hand: "Why is Yu Chuchen able, but I can't?"

"Yu Chuchen can't do it either! I definitely won't attack!" Xuan Zifang subconsciously said.

Su Ji pressed Xuan Zifang's waist down two or three points, and said: "Could Jun Zhaoyu do it?"

Xuan Zifang looked at Su Ji with great confusion.Please, that's your attack, if it's not my turn, it's fine if you are dissatisfied, and you want to harm my brother, I'm going to cry for you...

Su Ji's face turned dark again, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "I said, your life is mine."

"Ah?" Is there any connection between the topics before and after this?

"So, you can only think about me." Su Ji reached into Xuan Zifang's trousers and pressed against the folds of Xuan Zifang's back, "The last time you used the "Ming Concubine Scroll", you were the only one who practiced it, too. Reluctantly. With me this time, I can help you understand this exercise more deeply..."

Su Ji's voice seemed distant and near, and Xuan Zifang had no time to distinguish it clearly. He only felt that slender, dry finger was embedded in his body inch by inch, and his body froze immediately, daring not to move.

However, Su Ji's movements did not bring the pain as imagined, and someone said in his ear: "When you enter, you need to touch three acupoints, and there will be synovial fluid coming out... Zifang, do you feel that this time is not as good as last time?" Does it hurt that much?"

Su Ji's voice was low, hoarse and charming, Xuan Zifang clamped his legs tightly, and the numbness from the backyard almost made him unable to speak completely. Just like what Su Ji said, not only was there no pain, but there was still a faint pain. With some pleasure, he subconsciously said: "It doesn't hurt..."

Su Ji smiled, and added two more fingers to go deeper.

"Three fingers in, you can use six acupoints, bend two fingers, you can stretch one inch." Su Ji was like a good master, speaking carefully every word, but the content made Xuan Zifang blush. His little brother became excited by Su Ji's precise movements, and the depths of his body gradually became empty.

Xuan Zifang wanted to twist his waist away from the evil fingers, but his waist was pinched tightly by Su Ji. He wanted to rub the front to relieve it, but Su Ji wrapped the vulnerable part in his palm again. Su Ji stared at Xuan Zifang's eyes Said: "Zi Fang must not act recklessly, there is also a lot of articles here, the way in the "Ming Concubine Scroll"..."

Xuan Zifang was about to cry: "Don't worry about the concubine Ming getting married, please give me a good time!"

Su Ji held back a smile and said, "Okay, it's up to you."

He touched Xuan Zifang's sweat-covered face. The buff patches of medicine residue on that face had not dissipated, and his cheeks were stained with crimson again. Su Ji didn't think it was ugly, but felt that Xuan Zifang was at this moment. Like a kitten with a painted face, the expression of both pain and joy is like a small paw scratching in his heart.

Su Ji didn't say a word, and simply changed into his high-spirited, ready-to-go.

This entire night, Xuan Zifang seemed to be on a flat boat, ups and downs with the wind and waves, his body was tossed back and forth, he lost his mind several times, and several times he cried out unconsciously , the low panting sound in his ears was like a magic voice, and for some reason, hearing Su Ji's panting sound would also make his heart beat faster...

"The last thing you should do is run away. You have to do this so that you can face me calmly..." Before falling asleep, Xuan Zifang seemed to have heard what Su Ji said, but he was really exhausted and had no energy anymore. to think.