Chunfengcuo

Shen Wumeng floated down to the courtyard, like a leaf touching the ground without a sound, saw the faint yellow candlelight still shining on the window paper of the wing, calmed down a bit, stretched out his hand to push the door, it happened to open from the inside.

"Wei Ming!" Without thinking, he grabbed Su Weiming who was walking out while shaking, and looked over Su Weiming's shoulder, and saw the horse-faced man's body in the room.

This should be the pockmark that person mentioned, presumably the intention was to misbehave with the little guy, but in the end Su Weiming lost his life at the hands of Su Weiming.Shen Wumeng turned to quickly look at Su Weiming, and found that he was unharmed. He breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately frowned——Su Weiming's face was flushed, and his breath was heavy. It was obvious that the medicine in the tea had taken effect.

"Why do you still go out and run around after being drugged?" He couldn't help but blame Su Weiming, and while pushing him into the room, Su Weiming pulled his hand away forcefully.

"You don't care!"

Su Weiming's voice was suppressed and hoarse.In fact, every time he said a word, the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.The body is on fire and desperately needs an outlet to vent.What made him even more ashamed and indignant was that there seemed to be countless insects and ants crawling around in the depths of the backyard, itching to the bone.

Right now, he just wants to go out and deal with the most primitive desires, and I don't even think about being able to stop him!

He staggered and tried to bypass Shen Wumeng, but the man grabbed his wrist again.

The abnormal heat coming from the palm finally made Shen Wumeng realize that something was wrong.Judging by Su Weiming's appearance, it is definitely not an ordinary drug.He thought for a while, and his complexion couldn't help but become ugly. "That pervert gave you an aphrodisiac?"

Su Weiming glared at Shen Wumeng, if it wasn't for this bastard who forced him to come back, he is still comfortably listening to ditties and drinking flower wine in Huajianyuan, how could he have fallen into such shameful poison. "Get out of the way, don't block me!"

Shen Wumeng's face darkened, and she held Su Weiming's hand even tighter.Wrapping his sleeves around the horse-faced man's body and throwing it outside, he locked the door and dragged Su Weiming to the table before letting go. He said plainly: "You want to go out to find a girl? You are not allowed to go." Hua Jianyuan looked at Su Weiming hugging left and right, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and it was even more impossible for Su Weiming to have sex with the brothel girl again.

He turned his head to avoid Su Weiming's angry gaze, and said in a deep and cold voice, "Are you going to find those dirty prostitutes? Don't you know how to use your hands? I'm not going to laugh at you."

"Who said I want to find a woman?" Su Weiming rushed to the window angrily because the door was blocked by a man.With a flash in front of his eyes, Shen Wumeng had already slid to the window.Su Weiming couldn't stop and bumped into the man.

The masculine breath of a man instantly filled Su Weiming's nose, like the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world, it made his heart itch, and the blood in his whole body seemed to rush to the top of his head.Su Weiming backed away hurriedly and with difficulty, otherwise, he was afraid that he would soon be unable to contain the impulse of his body in the next moment, and threw himself into the arms of the obscene demon surnamed Shen.

Kill him, and don't be touched by Shen Wumeng again. "I'm going to the small courtyard, you, you go away..."

Shen Wumeng didn't realize it for a while, but when he figured it out, his expression became completely gloomy, and a nameless anger surged up—the little guy would rather go to such a smoky place to find a strange man to get angry? !

He stared at Su Weiming closely. If he looked in the mirror at this time, he would know how terrifying his eyes were, just like the night in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, full of naked jealousy and possessive desire. "Give up, with me here, no one will touch you."

Su Weiming was burning with desire, but Shen Wumeng was still blocking his way, he suddenly became terrified, grabbed the teapot on the table and threw it at Shen Wumeng. "I can find whoever I like, why do you care about me?!"

Shen Wumeng firmly caught the teapot with one hand and put it back on the table. Seeing that Su Weiming's face was blushing as if he was about to bleed, his heart softened. He slowed down his tone and said tentatively: "If you really suffer I can't stop, I can—" Before the words "I will help you with my hands" could be said, Su Weiming's hoarse roar interrupted him.

"You're dreaming!"

Su Weiming's eyes were red with anger, he knew that this obscene demon had no good intentions, he pretended to be infatuated with his younger brother Mu Zhe, but at this moment he wanted to take advantage of others' danger to humiliate him again, simply treating the two brothers as playthings .

Shaking his hands, he pulled a candle from the candlestick and blew out the flame.

"...What are you doing with this?" Shen Wumeng had a bad feeling when he saw Su Weiming turned the candle upside down and held it in his hand, and began to take off his clothes.

Su Weiming stared fiercely at Shen Wumeng with bloodshot eyes that had been forced by desire, and said bitterly: "Don't try to take advantage of the fire, even if I solve it with a candle, it's better than looking for you."

If you hear this, you will be so angry that you are definitely not a normal man, and Shen Wumeng is no exception. The veins on both temples are flashing, and seeing that Su Weiming has taken off his clothes, he climbed up the crotch that had already stood up in anger with one hand. Holding the candle in one hand, he moved it behind him. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward and snatched the candle, hugged Su Weiming by the waist, and threw them onto the bedside together.

The narrow wooden bed groaned under the weight of two grown men.

"Get out!" Su Weiming was almost mad when Shen Wumeng was pressed firmly under him, but Shen Wumeng leaned close to his ear and threatened: "You might as well shout louder, just to wake up the inn Everyone else came over to watch the fun and cheer for you."

This despicable man, he is sure that he is not brazen enough to allow others to watch him!Su Weiming hated him so much, and didn't dare to make any big noises, so he bit the man's shoulder fiercely.

The smell of blood immediately permeated the mouth.

Shen Wumeng hummed in a low voice, and opened Su Weiming's mouth.In the dim candlelight, the young man's pitch-black eyes trembled, full of resentment and humiliation that made Shen Wumeng's heart palpitate, as well as a trace of...fear.

This situation is like returning to the confused night of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.Shen Wumeng stretched out her hand in a trance, and gently stroked Su Weiming's eyebrows. "Don't worry, I just want to help you."

The fire of desire was getting higher and higher under the man's palm, Su Weiming tried his best to ignore the growing desire in his body, and struggled to make a voice: "...you, you said that you would never come again...to touch me."

His reminder was only exchanged for Shen Wumeng's murmur like a chuckle and a sigh: "I won't hurt you this time..."

The man's hands and lips landed on Su Weiming's warm chest like a dragonfly, rubbed against his hardened red spots, and slowly moved down...

Both hands were finally free, Su Weiming grabbed the hair on top of Shen Wumeng's head and wanted to push it away, but the next moment he couldn't help but screamed in a low voice, and half raised his body.

Shen Wumeng lay between his legs, unexpectedly, actually contained the high spirits that he desperately needed to be comforted!

"You...you, ah..." A sucking, the surge of pleasure completely took away the remaining sanity of Su Weiming, he suddenly fell back on the bed, and pulled Shen Wumeng's hair by the hand to change it. Her own hair convulsed and groaned under the attack of the man's lips and tongue.

Everything was defeated by the most instinctive impulse of the body.

The moment the desire surged, Su Weiming tensed the muscles of his inner thighs, his waist arched like a bow, and his mind was washed into a blank by the too strong pleasure.In a daze, he saw Shen Wumeng looking up and smiled at him.The corner of the man's red mouth was still a little cloudy.

Su Weiming trembled slightly because of shame, and even more hated that her poisoned body was too disappointing. She couldn't resist the man's teasing a few times, and just let it out in the other party's mouth. Afterwards, she would definitely be taken as a laughing stock by this obscene demon.

"...Is it much more comfortable?" Shen Wumeng's mellow voice was also rustling, and his lower body was already so hard that it hurt, but he didn't intend to raise the gun and mount the horse, even though he knew that Su Weiming's drug effect was taking effect at the moment, and it was not at all. Can't resist his request.

He couldn't explain why, but no matter what, he didn't want to see Su Weiming become sane and hated him even more.

Having made a mistake once, he didn't want to make the same mistake again.What's more, his beloved is only Mu Zhe... It seems that only by repeatedly admonishing himself can he suppress the deepest desire in his heart.Shen Wumeng spit out hot and turbid air for a long time, and saw that Su Weiming's face was still flushed even though he released it once, his Adam's apple was also moving impatiently, and his ten fingers grasped and twisted the quilt into a ball, obviously still fighting with desire , knowing that the medicine was powerful, so he lowered his head and took the male root between Su Weiming's legs into his mouth again.

"Ahhh..." Su Weiming twisted her sweaty waist excitedly, and sent herself into the man's mouth, the half-soft flesh quickly swelled and hardened again.

While licking vigorously, Shen Wumeng supported Gao Su Weiming's sweaty buttocks, moved her middle finger along the seam, and finally found the narrow hole hidden in the depression, and slowly inserted it.

It was so hot inside that it seemed to melt his fingers. Once the tender meat, which had been hungry for a long time, found that there was a foreign object, it immediately wriggled and entangled the intruder, sucking in like a whirlpool.

Shen Wumeng also gasped for Su Weiming's abnormal enthusiasm, and exhausted all his strength to rein in the wild horse that was eager to try under his crotch, collected himself, and pushed his middle finger into the hotter depths. Start pumping up.

"... um... no... ah..." The most sensitive and itchy parts of the body were repeatedly touched, grinded, and caressed. Su Weiming was almost crazy. He bent his legs involuntarily, and tightly clamped Shen Wumeng .

"A little harder... ahhh!"

The front part of the man's most important organ was suddenly bitten by Shen Wumeng with his teeth, and the man's fingers deep inside his body also pressed hard on the fragile mucous membrane. Hold the back of his hand, blocking the scream that is about to burst out of his throat.

The warm current overflowed between Shen Wumeng's lips and teeth again.

He swallowed the slightly fishy body fluid just like before, and he didn't feel dirty at all. He just busily pulled away Su Weiming's hand that was still biting in his mouth, and licked the obvious circle of teeth on the back of his hand with some distress. mark.

"Don't bite yourself." He blocked Su Weiming's fiery and trembling lips with his lips, inserted another finger under it, and continued to caress the inner wall that was still shrinking.

"..." Pleasure is like a sea tide, going back and forth.Su Weiming could no longer make any sound, the only thing he could do was to hug Shen Wumeng tightly, close his eyes and let the men send him to the peak of bliss one after another.

Ears and temples grind together, want to be immortal, want to die.

I don't know how many times he ejaculated the thinned body fluid, Su Weiming finally couldn't bear the exhaustion of venting again and again, and passed out in Shen Wumeng's arms.

Shen Wumeng's desire is still high-pitched.He gave a faint wry smile, took his hand from Su Weiming's wet backyard, and turned to hold his avatar that had been neglected for half a night.He stared at Su Weiming's flushed face like drunkenness, but what he thought of was the tear-stained face of the young man in Merlin, his breath became more rapid, he couldn't help but close his eyes, put his hand on it a few times, panted and delivered a full-bodied sigh passion.

There are a few cock crows in the distance, the window paper turns white, and dawn is approaching.

He slowly recovered his breathing, put back on Su Weiming's clothes, hugged him and stood up.

The body of the prostitute was still lying in the courtyard outside the house. After daybreak, it would definitely alarm other people in the inn and provoke the government servants to interrogate him wantonly. He was too lazy to deal with those government minions, so it was better to leave early.

The body is light and fluffy, as if floating in soft clouds.The gurgling of water, the chirping of birds...

Su Weiming opened his eyes, and above his head was the long blue sky, and the white clouds were flowing slowly like snow on the high mountains.The sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, making him lazy and weak.

He was in a trance for a moment, but it was only for a moment.Soon he came to his senses, and found himself lying on the grass by the river, surrounded by peach trees and Tufen, which was the peach forest where he had stayed after his injury.Those absurd scenes before he fainted also flew back to him one after another—he straightened his waist, as if he was afraid that the man would escape, he kept catering to the man's fingers thrusting inside him, and yelled indiscriminately, urging the man to hurry up , Deeper...

Su Weiming covered her eyes with her hands, and groaned almost wailing.It's over, it's over, in this life, what face does he have to scold Shen Wumeng that obscene demon justly?

"What's wrong?" Shen Wumeng sat with his back to Su Weiming all the time, using his toes to imagine that Su Weiming would be ashamed and angry when he woke up, so he didn't intend to look back at Su Weiming's embarrassment, but instead He changed hands and handed a few unnamed wild fruits to Su Weiming. "It's been washed and it smells good."

The people behind were breathing disorderly and didn't catch the fruit.

Shen Wumeng was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "You were caught in a plot last night and you couldn't help yourself, don't take it to heart, just treat it as a erotic dream, just forget it, I──"

"Stop talking!" Su Weiming interrupted Shen Wumeng a little irritably.

The man also shut his mouth in response, but his hand was still stretched out, waiting for him to take the wild fruit.

Su Weiming was quiet for a while, and finally exhaled slowly, sat up and took the few wild fruits.My heart is still in a mess, but there is no need to treat my already hungry stomach badly.

The wild fruit was sweet and slightly sour, Su Weiming was so preoccupied that he couldn't taste the taste at all, and accidentally bit his tongue.

"Hmm..." He pressed his mouth, feeling suffocated for a while—when luck is unlucky, everything goes wrong.

After all, it seems that since he talked with Shen Wumeng by the pond a month ago, he has been having bad luck.This man surnamed Shen is simply the broom star in his life!

Su Weiming stared bitterly at the man's back covered by black hair, but Shen Wumeng heard his cry of pain and was looking back.As soon as the eyes of the two met, Su Weiming couldn't help recalling how he was wandering under the man last night, blushing, turned his head hastily, avoiding Shen Wumeng's questioning gaze, and said in a vicious voice: "I just bit the man. It’s your tongue, don’t worry about it.”

"Heh..." Shen Wumeng couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.This Su Weiming is obviously Mu Zhe's elder brother, but he doesn't have the slightest poise of Mu Zhe, more like a child who hasn't grown up.But I don't know which one was more lively when Weiming and Muzhe were young...

Realizing that she had inadvertently started comparing the Su family brothers again, Shen Wumeng suppressed her smile, forcibly moved her eyes away from Su Weiming's blushing ears, and fell in front of herself.

On the grass, lay a golden dagger with a handle only a few feet long.

That was one of the three swords that Su Weiming used to attack him that night.After returning to Taolin, he saw that Su Weiming was still asleep and he had nothing to do, so he went back to the upstream cliff to retrieve the weapon for Su Weiming, but found that both the stone sword and the bamboo sword had been shattered by his palm. The golden sword was also bent by the shock, he straightened the blade and brought it back.

He also couldn't explain why he was willing to go back and forth for dozens of miles to do such trivial things that he regarded as boring in the past, perhaps just to see Su Weiming smile when he won the golden sword.

He actually wanted to curry favor with Su Weiming? ... Shen Wumeng frowned, not wanting to admit this fact, but counting the past few days, his mind was more and more easily swayed by Su Weiming.

Shen Wumeng was suddenly a little angry with himself. How could his nearly twenty years of persistence be shaken so easily?It must be because Su Weiming is too much like a curtain, so that the longer he spends with Su Weiming, the more he can't control the distracting thoughts that pop up like weeds in his heart.definitely is……

He shouldn't allow himself to indulge any longer, he must rush back to Broken Sword Xiaozhu as soon as possible.As long as he sees the curtain, he will no longer be disturbed by Su Weiming.Shen Wumeng took a deep breath, returned to calm, threw the golden sword back to Su Weiming, and said calmly: "The other two swords have been destroyed, so I didn't get them back for you. Your injuries should be fine. Rest for another night, and go back to Xiaozhu with me tomorrow morning."

Su Weiming didn't expect that Shen Wumeng would find the sword for him, picked up the sword, and saw that there was no major damage except for a small gap on the sword, he couldn't help but feel happy.These swords were paired with the ones used by his younger brother Mu Zhe, it would be ominous if they were all destroyed, and the dislike for Shen Wumeng was reduced a bit for a while.

Although this obscene demon is domineering and hateful, he is not as despicable and shameless as he imagined. He is somewhat humane and trustworthy.Last night, I suppressed my desire by force, just helped him vent his desire, and didn't take advantage of the danger to humiliate him again.And he thought that he must be doomed last night, and deep down in his heart, he had already given up resistance, but unexpectedly found that he was wrong.

Perhaps, as Shen Wumeng said, the only thing a man cares about is his younger brother Mu Zhe. The night he hid in the Jiange was just a mistake, nothing else.He didn't have to worry about the man having any unreasonable thoughts about him.

He stared blankly at the back of Shen Wumeng in front of him, and for a long while, smiled wryly.He should be thankful, but as long as he thinks of Shen Wumeng's obsession with Mu Zhe, he can't be happy at all.

The younger brother is the heir of the Su family, how could he be reduced to Shen Wumeng's confinement? !And how can he stop this from happening?

The two had their own concerns, and neither of them opened their mouths. They let the light and shadow on the river surface shine, and gradually dimmed as the sun faded until they disappeared.

That night, Su Weiming tossed and turned repeatedly, unable to sleep, until Tianxin gradually fell asleep on the moon.

Shen Wumeng sat with his back against the peach tree, closed his eyes but never fell asleep. He heard Su Weiming coughing intermittently in his sleep. A small fire lit up beside Weiming.

The light of the fire gradually dissipated the cold air of the mountain stream.Su Weiming stopped coughing, turned over, but looked very irritable, and murmured: "Go away..."

Are you having a nightmare?Shen Wumeng took a closer look and found that Su Weiming's forehead was glistening with sweat.He subconsciously reached out to push Su Weiming to wake him up, but suddenly he heard Su Weiming gnashing his teeth, his whole body was trembling slightly. "...Don't...ah──let, let me go..."

Shen Wumeng's hand that had already reached above Su Weiming froze slightly, and stopped in mid-air—Su Weiming must have dreamed about the night of the hidden sword pavilion...

Su Weiming was still raving in a low voice, sweating more rapidly, but Shen Wumeng's hand did not fall after all, but slowly retracted.

Perhaps, only by not getting close to the other party can we help Su Weiming break free from his nightmare.

Shen Wumeng leaned back against the peach tree, sighing silently.

Jinwu slanted to the west, covering the roof tiles and cornices of Broken Sword Xiaozhu with a layer of dark red light and shadow, showing a bit of depression.

Several disciples who were on duty at the gate of Heiqi saw the two walking hand in hand from a long distance, and after seeing the faces of the visitors, they said happily: "The sect master is finally back." One even rushed back to the courtyard to report.

Su Weiming frowned, he had already learned from Shen Wumeng that after he left that day, Mu Zhe also left Xiaozhu to rescue the disciple who was robbed by the Master Sacrifice God.From the tone of these people, could it be that Mu Zhe has not returned yet?

He was thinking about his younger brother, so he didn't bother to explain to those disciples who admitted that he was wrong, and walked past the crowd.Shen Wumeng followed closely behind, and those disciples only regarded this beautiful man as the sect master's friend, so naturally they didn't stop him, and respectfully stepped aside.

The two of them hadn't approached the hidden sword pavilion, Ge Shanfeng and Shu Shanlei had already rushed up after receiving the report from their disciples, and just about to call for the sect master, Su Weiming said first: "I'm Weiming, you two don't need to be polite. Didn't you come back?"

Ge Shu and the two were stunned for a moment, then saluted him politely, and said with worry in his eyes: "It turns out to be the eldest son. The master of the sect has not returned since he left that day. We are all a little worried. Conspiracy to worship the gods. Look, my lord, do you want to send a few smarter disciples out to inquire about the news?"

"No need." Shen Wumeng suddenly rushed ahead of Su Weiming and said indifferently: "It's not so easy to go up to the Jishen Peak, so don't let Xiaozhu's disciples go to die, I will go."

"May I ask who this is..." Shu Shanlei looked suspiciously at the man with such a loud tone.

Su Weiming secretly thought that if he told the truth, he would definitely have to explain for a long time, so he said vaguely: "This brother Shen is a friend that Mu Zhe and I met on the rivers and lakes. He is right, the whereabouts of the sect master, Brother Shen and I are going to investigate, you just guard Xiaozhu." Suddenly thought that Guan Shanyu was not seen all the way into Xiaozhu, "By the way, where is Manager Guan?"

He just asked casually, but he saw Ge Shu and the two were sad, and said in surprise, "What's going on?"

Shu Shanlei choked with sobs, and said sadly: "Brother Guan is dying now, I'm afraid, I'm afraid he will never wake up."

"Junior Brother Shu, don't talk nonsense! Brother Guan is a man of good fortune, and he has taken blood ganoderma for a thousand years. His physique is better than ordinary people, and he can always pass this test." Despite Ge Shanlei's words, his eye sockets couldn't help turning red.

Su Weiming was even more surprised. After questioning him, he found out that after he left that day, Guan Shanyu returned to the house and for some reason drew his sword to kill himself. Fortunately, his apprentice He Fanghuan arrived in time and called Dr. Cui to rescue him with all his strength. Countless pills finally held Guan Shanyu back.But because of the injury to his heart, Guan Shanyu is still lingering on the edge of the gate of hell, and his injury may worsen at any time.

Except for his younger brother Mu Zhe, Su Weiming is very unfamiliar with everyone in Xiaozhu, let alone has any good feelings for him. When he heard the bad news, he was mostly stunned.But in front of Ge Shu and the two of them, he had to say a few words of comfort before returning to Cangjiange.

He took some silver taels, changed some clothes, packed a package, turned around and said to Shen Wumeng who had been silently following behind him: "It's not too late, let's go on the road overnight."

Shen Wumeng moved his eyes, looked at the growing twilight outside the window and remained silent.Hearing Su Weiming's urging again, he shook his head and said: "You are still coughing during the day, and your internal injuries have not fully healed, you should stay in Xiaozhu and continue to recuperate. I will go to Jishen Peak to find Muzhe by myself. Can."

Su Weiming couldn't help retorting: "Who said that my injury was almost healed that day, so you dragged me out of Duhuo Villa? You didn't let me go together, didn't you think I was an eyesore, and you were afraid that I would be a hindrance? , spoil your good deeds?"

Seeing that Shen Wumeng opened his mouth to speak, he waved his hand and cut off: "You don't need to say more, I will definitely go. If you don't like it, don't follow me, you and I will go our separate ways."

"You──" Shen Wumeng's face darkened when he heard it harshly.

Su Weiming kept talking without giving the man a chance to get angry, his voice gradually became lower, and there was actually a little bitterness. "In terms of martial arts, I am indeed not as good as you. I may not be your opponent in this life. But Mu Zhe is my own brother, and I will not let anyone hurt him."

His whole life has been ruined in Merlin, and he must not watch his younger brother follow in his footsteps.

Of course Shen Wumeng could understand Su Weiming's subtext. He also knew that Su Weiming loved his brother dearly and would do everything possible to hinder him and Mu Zhe. He was about to refute, but when he heard the sound of footsteps, Su Weiming had already taken care of himself. Passing by him with the package, he left the room.

How stubborn!Shen Wumeng sighed slightly with a headache, and followed.

Two neighs pierced the night, the horse raised its hooves, and rushed out of Broken Sword Xiaozhu.

A green bamboo pavilion, two or three small boats.The dense drizzle flew obliquely with the wind, and brought the ancient ferry along the Liancheng River into the misty picture scroll.

Su Weiming took the reins lightly, and stopped his mount by the ferry.He got off the horse and shook the raindrops on the windbreaker, and walked towards the boatmen who were resting in the gazebo.

Shen Wumeng also dismounted.His eyebrows, which were dyed darker and brighter by the moisture, were slightly frowned, and his mood was as gloomy and gloomy as the rainy day that had been going on for many days.It's just because on this journey, Su Weiming just kept his head buried in the road, and had almost no conversation with him unless necessary.

This was originally the situation he hoped for, but it was really alienated so far, and Shen Wumeng felt a bit indescribably at a loss.In addition to being perplexed, he can only look forward to resisting the Sacrifice Peak as soon as possible, and when he sees Su Muzhe, all the troubles he shouldn't have in his heart will disappear...

"What, the peak of offering sacrifices to the gods? My son, you are talking about the old moon worship peak, right? Do you want to go? I don't know how many people died there many years ago. At that time, the river was dyed red, and now there are still a group of people who kill people without blinking an eye." villain, who dares to come close?"

"That's right, even if we don't have to go there, we usually go in a big circle. What are you going there for, son? Let's go quickly!"

The voices of the boatmen became louder, and Shen Wumeng listened carefully, and these people were chattering away, all trying to persuade Su Weiming not to go to the Jishen Peak.

Su Weiming originally wanted to hire a boat to go there, but the boatman didn't want to go, and he couldn't force it, so he immediately took out two ingots of Wenyin and bought a boat from those people.

Two ingots of silver are enough for ordinary people to spend for several years.Those boatmen were all moved, they discussed for a while, and asked for an extra ten taels of silver, and sold him the smallest and oldest boat.

Su Weiming was too lazy to argue with these common people, so he simply gave the boat seller some silver and asked him to look after the two horses, and he and Shen Wumeng boarded the boat, sailed and steered the rudder.The boat left the ferry smoothly and slid towards the center of the river.

Shen Wu dreamed that he was extremely proficient in sailing a boat, and was quite surprised. "You can rock the boat."

Su Weiming held on to the rudder, only staring at the hazy rain on the river in a daze, as if he didn't hear Shen Wumeng's words at all.

Shen Wumeng waited for a while but didn't hear a response, felt bored, stopped talking, got into the cabin to meditate, and gradually entered the state of forgetting both things and me.

Spring Breeze · Next

Author: dust print

Publisher: Xianhuan Culture

ISBN#: 9789863032601

Publication date: 2012/5/4

Back cover copy:

It turned out that some years ago, there was a person who, at a glance,

For him, Su Weiming's heart was pounding,

But year after year, those eyes are not always looking at him...

But I don't know when it started, Su Weiming had already broken into Shen Wumeng's heart,

He hesitated, and even tried to cut off the delusions that shouldn't exist,

But I can't let go of this sad little guy,

Twenty years of hope, pulling each other with pity rising quietly in the chest,

But when the old enemies came to the door,

When Su Weiming fell into an unprecedented danger,

At that moment, he selfishly realized that he could never lose him again...

Back cover text:

The soup bowl in Su Weiming's hand fell on the board of the boat and broke into several pieces.But he didn't realize it, he just stared at Shen Wumeng.

His lips were trembling, as if there was something in his heart that was churning wildly and wanted to spew out, but his throat was convulsed and painful, and he couldn't utter a word, only seeing that Shen Wumeng was still immersed in the memories of the past, and smiled softly.

"That may be the so-called fate. I only saw the side of Mu Zhe, and after returning to Tianyi Sect, I couldn't forget him. After that, I would go to Xiaozhu every year to watch him practice swords and watch him grow up..."

Su Weiming's face was bleak in the smoke and water, and his heart sank little by little following Shen Wumeng's confession.He wanted to shout loudly, he wanted to tell Shen Wumeng that the one he saw for the first time was not Mu Zhe...but what's the use?