The warm sun of the invincible east

The destruction of the Fuwei Escort is really a big event in the Jianghu, after all, nearly a hundred years ago, the reputation of the Fuwei Escort was known to everyone in the Jianghu.

Yang Lian is not interested in these major events in the martial arts world. After all, the current Sun Moon God Sect is not as popular as in the original book, but is loved by many common people. Maybe Dongfang Bubai has already become an idol in some people's hearts. .He doesn't know how much the Sun Moon God Sect has changed in the years since he went to Japan, but he can be sure of one thing, at least it's not the smoky look in the original book.

Although he was preparing to go to Islam, he was not in a hurry along the way. Yang Lian seldom rode a horse in Dongying.

When he fell off the cliff that year, he was not as lucky as the protagonist in the novel. Although he scraped a lot of branches on the cliff, the river surface was bitingly cold and covered with a thin layer of ice. His left arm and leg were almost useless. Yes, even though he is well-raised now, his bones still hurt faintly in winter. It seems that he has to let Ping Yizhi, a famous murderer, treat him, otherwise he will not torture himself to death when he is old. .As for any divine beasts or any martial arts cheats, they are even more invisible.

The group of people are all martial arts masters, so although the speed of the journey is not fast, there is very little time to rest. Dongfang Bubai looked at Yang Lian's face and saw that he did not show signs of fatigue, so he let go of his worries.

"Dongfang, drink some water," Yang Lian held the rein with one hand, and handed the water bag to Dongfang with a smile, "Drinking more water is good for your health."

As for Yang Lian's living habits, Dongfang has always followed them, and he doesn't want to ask the reason. It is impossible for him to harm himself.After receiving the water sac, Dongfang's eyes darkened when he saw Yang Lian's thinner body than a few years ago.

These days after the reunion, Yang Lian could only bring back the days of a few years ago with a few words, but he saw the scars on the other party's body that could not be erased. How much hardship did this person endure back then?But now, he is still by his side with a gentle smile, as if he has forgotten everything about the past.

That mountain is so high, and you fell into the thinly icy river with wounds all over your body, how likely is it to survive?As for this person, he has only mentioned this matter in a few words, but in fact, how could he not understand the pain behind it?

The expressions of the few people following Dongfang Bubai changed slightly. Dongfang Bubai never easily took the food from his subordinates, but he took Yang Lian's water bag so naturally, and even drank the water without hesitation. The water in the bag, this kind of trust, who else can get it except Yang Lian?

A group of people riding through the woods are most likely to encounter two kinds of professionals, one is a robber and the other is a killer.And Yang Lian was very lucky to watch dozens of robbers come out of the grass with big knives and axes. One of the bearded men carried the knife on his shoulder and said fiercely, "Keep the silver and the horses." , Grandpa spare your lives."

Yang Lian looked at these robbers up and down, saying that these big men are very big, and they are more than enough to rob ordinary people's money, but why are they so confused and insist on coming to make trouble with Dongfang?

Dongfang Bubai glanced at these robbers coldly, exerted a slight force on his wrist, and a silver needle passed through the big knife in the big man's hand. With a bang, the knife broke into two pieces, and one piece fell to the place, emitting a terrifying sound. cold light.

It was really horrible, Yang Lian tightened the reins and drove his horse to follow Dongfang, but none of the robbers dared to speak out.

It wasn't until they got out of the woods that Sang Sanniang looked back. Today's robbers are really lucky. If in the past, the leader would have let their heads fall to the ground, how could it be a matter of breaking a knife?He looked forward again at Yang Lian, probably because Yang Lian was by his side, except for this person, who could suppress the tyrannical spirit of the leader.

After leaving the forest, we walked for another hour and arrived at a town. Although it was not as prosperous as Hangzhou City, it still had a lot of things that we should have.Seeing that it was not too early, the group decided to find an inn to stay.

Yang Lian looked at the name "Tongfu Inn" hanging on the inn, and his eyebrows twitched. If there was a handsome second brother, a sturdy waitress, he would definitely be horrified.

"Guest officers, do you stay at the top or stay at the hotel?" A little girl came up to welcome her, and the accompanying maid led her horse to settle in. Yang Lian looked at the lobby and found it was clean, so he said, "Prepare a few rooms first. rooms, and then send hot water for bathing to each room.” Saying this, he gave Xiaoer a piece of silver.

When Xiaoer saw it, he laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, he hurriedly led them in, walked to the shopkeeper, explained the situation, and led them upstairs.

Apart from the four maids, Sang Tong, and an elder, Yang Lian booked five rooms, and he naturally shared a room with Dongfang, without even thinking about hesitating.

After arriving in the room, when the clerk in the store brought up the bath water, Yang Lian looked towards Dongfang, "Dongfang, take a bath."

Dongfang Bubai blushed slightly when he heard this.

Sang Sanniang, who was about to take a bath in the room, undressed for a moment. Brother Yang lived in the same room as the leader, but the leader always forbade people from approaching him while taking a bath. A year ago, a servant broke this rule and was punished. Execution, could it be that the relationship between the leader and brother Yang has really reached this point?

The water mist in the room was hazy, Yang Lian looked at Dongfang's fair skin exposed to the water, and the hands washing Dongfang's hair gradually slowed down, causing Dongfang to hum softly, "What are you looking at?"

"Cough," Yang Lian hurriedly withdrew his mind and carefully washed Dongfang's hair.

"Why, I'm not as good-looking as those nuns in Hengshan?" Seeing him look away, Dongfang was a little unhappy.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang still cared about what happened a few days ago, Yang Lian smiled helplessly, let go of Dongfang's hair, the black hair stuck to his fair back, with an indescribable charm, leaned over and kissed Dongfang's lips, "I only like Dongfang, Those nuns are not as good-looking as you in the East."

"Hmph, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I haven't made any progress in anything else, but my smooth talk is getting better and better." Dongfang's expression softened slightly, but his tone was still not much better.

Yang Lian unfastened his belt, took off his coat, and got into the bathtub. With his forehead against Dongfang's, he murmured, "Dongfang, you still know what's on my mind."

Yang Lian's joining made Dongfang Bubai feel that the water in the tub became boiling hot.

The body of a lover is easier to attract the desire of the other, not to mention Dongfang, who is bathing in the bath with white complexion and red eyes, Yang Lian holds his lips, as if being bewitched, and can't stop no matter what.

When the desire was ignited, it was out of control. When Yang Lian entered Dongfang's body, the wonderful feeling almost made him lose his mind. He was comfortable, and his rhythmic movements took into account Dongfang's feelings in each stroke. In the heavy panting, the two reached the highest point together.

After washing Dongfang's body, Yang Lian casually wiped off the water droplets on his body, put on a shirt and found a dry towel to dry Dongfang's body, and then dressed Dongfang carefully.

"Wearing so little, what are you doing walking around?" Dongfang took a robe and put it on Yang Lian's body. It was still cold in spring, and this man's own martial arts were not very good, so he insisted on caring about him and not even looking at him. What are you like.Reluctantly fastening his belt, Dongfang twisted his ears, "Next time you dare to do this, see if I don't kick you out."

Yang Lian just smiled, took out a red robe with black trim and put it on Dongfang, pulled Dongfang to lie down on the bed, and he gently pressed Dongfang's waist.

Dongfang looked at Yang Lian's considerate actions, but he didn't tell him that his waist was actually not that uncomfortable. After all, when he did it, he was very concerned about himself, but the comfortable feeling on his waist made him not want to talk about it, maybe no matter what trivial things When things are done by the one you love, it will only make people feel refreshed and sweet.

I don't know if it's because of the Sunflower Canon, Dongfang's waist is very soft, Yang Lian pressed it for a while, lay down beside Dongfang, and hugged Dongfang tightly in his arms.

Sensing that his emotions were not right, Dongfang asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yang Lian put his head between Dongfang's neck, "I'm a little sleepy."

Dongfang laughed. This man was still energetic after watching the horse during the day. It turned out that he was just holding on. He pulled the quilt and covered the two of them, "Go to bed early if you are sleepy." Looking at Yang Lian's wet hair, Dongfang Using internal force to drive away the water vapor, he buried his head to look at the person with his head buried in front of his chest, only to find that his complexion was a little pale.

His heart skipped a beat, he caught Yang Lian's pulse and found that the pulse was normal, Dongfang heaved a sigh of relief, guessing it wasn't a fatal matter, but seeing Yang Lian's face turned paler, he couldn't help but gasped, "Are you trying to lie to me? ?”

Yang Lian smiled wryly, enduring the sudden headache, "It's just a little headache, it will be fine in a while."

Dongfang was slightly taken aback, "Three years ago?" The hand holding Yang Lian's wrist tightened slightly.

Yang Lian forced a smile, "It's okay, I've seen a doctor, it's just a minor problem, it may hurt occasionally, it doesn't have any effect on the body."

"How can a headache not affect you?" Dongfang sat up, let Yang Lian lie on his lap, stretched out his white index finger to gently press his temple, and frowned, "After Islam, I asked Ping Yizhi to show you No wonder I put on my outer robe just now, but this man suddenly lay beside me and said sleepy.

Thinking of this, Dongfang felt a little sad, "How have you lived these past few years?"

"Okay, it depends on Islam." Because of Dongfang's movements, the headache eased a lot, and Yang Lian smiled naturally, "I'm fine, Dongfang, don't worry." But he still didn't answer how it happened.

Looking at the man's black and white eyes, Dongfang couldn't say anything to blame, but lightly pressed his temples, seeing his face getting better gradually, he breathed a sigh of relief, but made up his mind that if Ping pointed at a day without heal Good Yang Lian, then he will not be able to go out to teach for a day.

The drowsiness gradually replaced the pain, Yang Lian barely supported his eyelids, and held Dongfang's wrist, "Dongfang, I don't feel hurt anymore, go to sleep."

Seeing his tired look, Dongfang took off his outer robe and his own, covered the quilt, looked at the bruises around Yang Lian's eyes, and sighed in distress.

After returning to teaching, he must have a good rest.

Touching the other party's pale cheeks, Dongfang pressed the quilt again, making sure that there would be no air leaking in, and then hugged Yang Lian and closed his eyes.

While half dreaming and half awake, the image of Yang Lian falling off the cliff suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and he was covered in cold sweat. He opened his eyes suddenly, and found that the person was still in front of his eyes, and the warm arms of the other party were still wrapped around his waist. There is no blood on his body, nor those eyes full of panic.

Letting the other party's arm pull towards his waist, Dongfang slowly closed his eyes, smelled the familiar smell, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, he is still alive, and he is still by his side, so good.