Qingshu Wuji

Song Qingshu felt as if he had had a very unbelievable dream, this dream was real and illusory, so embarrassing that he couldn't tell it.In a daze, he felt himself being hugged horizontally, and then seemed to be carried into a bathtub.

"Brother, let me help you wash and go to sleep."

Someone seemed to be whispering something in his ear.brother?Well, it's probably that kid Zhang Wuji.Song Qingshu relaxed. When his leg was injured, he was used to being served by Zhang Wuji, so he just lay on the edge of the tub and responded lazily.

A helpless chuckle accompanied by the sound of water came, Song Qingshu continued to let his mind wander too far, until an unusual pain came from somewhere, he opened his eyes suddenly, and was shocked to find that Zhang Wuji was sitting behind him squeezed In a bathtub, the two were naked.

Song Qingshu stared at him, what happened just now flashed through his mind, his brain short-circuited for a moment, and he couldn't say anything.

Zhang Wuji watched with enjoyment the expression on his senior's face changed from laziness to horror, and then to flushing. He worked hard to continue his hand movements, "Senior brother, I'll clean it up for you. It is said that if you don't clean it up, you will get sick."

"Hmm...you...you bastard...stop it..." Song Qingshu wanted to struggle to get up, but he was powerless, especially the hand that was playing tricks in his body was still moving, seeing that he was going to leave even more forcefully.

"Senior brother, don't move around..." Zhang Wuji's voice suddenly became low. The danger and desire contained in it made Song Qingshu froze. At the same time, he felt that the thing on his back was gradually waking up. Just move around.

"You... Hurry... Hurry up!" Song Qingshu finally couldn't bear the discomfort in his body, and turned around and said angrily, gnashing his teeth.

But Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it anymore, and kissed Song Qingshu's lips again.

"Hmm..." Song Qingshu wanted to avoid his kiss, but there was only so much room in the bathtub. He wanted to stand up but his legs were weak, his waist was sore, not to mention the vital parts were still being held firmly, There is no way to get rid of it.

"Brother, can you give Wuji one more time?" Zhang Wuji kissed the back of Song Qingshu's neck, happily planting strawberries on his senior brother Ruyu's skin.

Song Qingshu was dizzy from his kiss, lying on the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily in the rising heat.The absurdity of the whole night last night made his body exhausted, but he was extremely sensitive. He was so provoked by the people behind him that he couldn't help himself, and sadly realized that he had been shamefully aroused.He gritted his teeth, trying not to let out any more blushing and heartbeating moans.

Song Qingshu's body trembled violently, and the feeling of dizziness came straight to his mind, and those moans that could no longer be suppressed from his lips rang out brokenly...

This time I took a shower, it took quite a long time...

Song Qingshu was carried out of the tub by Zhang Wuji until the sky was slightly pale.Zhang Wuji dried his body carefully, but Song Qingshu brushed off his help, tried his best to put on new clothes, and said to him indifferently: "You should change your clothes too, the six uncles and six aunts will come out to the Taishifu after a while." Tea is served."

Zhang Wuji knew that his brother couldn't accept the facts again, so he shrank back into his shell again.But he can't push him too fast, last night has made their relationship a step further physically, but mentally he can't demand that his brother change all of a sudden.

So he obediently obeyed Song Qingshu's words and put on his clothes, but he was still very worried about his brother's body. He looked at Song Qingshu lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and asked with concern: "Senior brother, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and stared fiercely at the energetic Zhang Wuji, and said indignantly, "I don't know whose fault it is."

Zhang Wuji was not in a hurry to rejoice when he heard the words, and sat next to Song Qingshu and confessed: "Brother, next time I will be more restrained. Who told... Who told you to be so..." He looked at his brother's handsome face with a blush again , I very much doubt whether I can really control myself next time.

Song Qing was extremely angry, "Is there a next time? Last night was just an accident, and there will be no next time!" He wished to delete the memory of last night from his mind. It is impossible between men and men, even if it is a mistake. If you make a mistake once, you can't continue to make mistakes.

Zhang Wuji's eyes suddenly became dangerous, "Brother, is there really no next time?"

Song Qingshu didn't notice the change in his tone, nodded firmly and said: "Yes, there will be no next time. Doesn't Mingjiao have a lot of things? How can you leave for so long as the leader? Let's bid farewell to Taishifu today, In this way, we will reduce the chances of meeting in the future, so as to avoid the situation from happening again.”

"Brother, are you driving me away?" Zhang Wuji smiled playfully.

Song Qingshu didn't know why, when he saw the weird smile on Zhang Wuji's face, his heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't tell what it was like.Of course he didn't want to drive him away, but if he stayed by his side, he was really afraid that if this went on like this, he would become more and more unable to refuse him.It's wrong to go on like this.

So Song Qingshu turned his face to the side, and said lightly: "Wuji, it's impossible between us."

Zhang Wuji was angry and funny at the same time, he smiled immediately: "Brother, it's useless no matter how you hide from me. Didn't I tell you when I was a child that I live for my brother, and I want to be by my side for the rest of my life."

"That...that's all children's jokes." Song Qingshu pursed his lips tightly.

"No, that's not it." Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "Brother, you should sleep for a while first."

Just as Song Qingshu was about to say something, he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, and only one last thought crossed his mind.

This brat dared to touch his sleeping hole!

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When Song Qingshu woke up again, he found that he was actually in a carriage, and Zhang Wuji happened to hold him in his arms for a nap.When Song Qingshu made such a move, Zhang Wuji woke up immediately.

"Brother, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?" Zhang Wuji took a plate of delicate pastries graciously.

Song Qingshu broke away from his embrace, lifted the curtain to look, and found that the carriage was already driving on the official road. Looking at the sky, he actually slept all day.Song Qingshu slammed the car curtain, suppressed his anger and said, "You took me out of Wudang Mountain just like that?"

"Yeah, I told Uncle Master that you were hungover, so I simply took you down the mountain to relax. Uncle readily agreed, and even asked me to take you away quickly!" Zhang Wuji smiled and kissed Song Qingshu. A pastry, the latter was digesting the fact that he was sold by his own father, he opened his mouth and ate it without any resistance.

Zhang Wuji licked the cake crumbs on his fingers, and smiled contentedly.

Song Qingshu was not in the mood to argue with him at this time, mechanically biting the pastry in his mouth, thinking that his father might have misunderstood him and was sad that Zhou Zhiruo was snatched away by Uncle Yin Sixth, wishing he could go out first to relax.But thinking about it, he stayed on Wudang Mountain, probably Yin Liting would feel uncomfortable too.But why can't you come out with Zhang Wuji?or……

"Brother, don't sneak away in the next town." Zhang Wuji could guess what Song Qingshu was thinking just by looking at the expression on Song Qingshu's face.

Song Qingshu frowned, "Then where are we going?"

"Go to Bianliang." Zhang Wuji took another piece of pastry and handed it over, but this time Song Qingshu didn't ask him to feed him, but took it by himself on the way.Zhang Wuji pursed his lips in disappointment, and continued: "Mingjiao's current specific affairs are handled in Bianliang, and there are frequent battles with Yuan soldiers. I can't leave there. Brother, can you stay with me in Bianliang for a while?"

"No." Song Qingshu refused without even thinking about it.

"Brother..." Zhang Wuji begged, "You and I haven't seen each other for half a year, so you don't miss me at all?"

"I can't even think about it." Song Qing said without changing his face, poured a glass of water and drank it.Maybe it was because he didn't hear Zhang Wuji's reaction for a long time, Song Qingshu couldn't help but look up, only to find that he looked at him pitifully like an abandoned dog, and suddenly his heart softened, and he sighed: "Okay, Just go to Bianliang to stay for seven days, but what happened last night is not allowed to happen again."

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed and nodded hastily.Anyway, as long as the senior brother doesn't resolutely leave, it's fine. His senior brother is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so he doesn't believe how long his senior brother can survive after last night.

It turned out that Zhang Wuji was blindly optimistic about the future.During the few days he arrived in Bianliang, he stayed up late every day to deal with academic affairs, and when he sneaked into his brother's room every night, his brother had already fallen asleep.He just hugged him to sleep for a while, as before, and was about to get up to do things when it was just dawn.

Song Qingshu knew that Zhang Wuji was very busy and he himself had nothing to do, so he couldn't help but began to help him with what he could.People in Mingjiao also recognized this handsome young man as the leader's senior brother, and he was also a part of helping Mingjiao in the battle at Guangmingding, so they more or less followed his instructions.After a few days, Song Qingshu found that Zhang Wuji did not act any further presumptuously, and he could find something to do, so he gradually lost the idea of ​​leaving.

In fact, he thinks these educational affairs are very interesting. The Mingjiao has developed to the present, and the rebels from all walks of life have responded one after another.Song Qingshu took care of all kinds of trivial matters in Bianliang, and he felt like he was playing a farming game.This is much more interesting than practicing martial arts, especially when watching the money numbers keep doubling, it is very fulfilling.It's just that occasionally he regrets that he is not familiar with this period of history at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. At the beginning, he didn't read the part behind Yitian Tulongji very carefully. Nothing came out.

With things developing to this point, it is absolutely impossible for Song Qingshu to watch Zhu Yuanzhang steal Zhang Wuji's Mingjiao.Especially after Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne, although he was diligent and diligent, all the heroes who were born and died with him were hacked to death, and even when his grandson Emperor Jianwen came to the throne, there was no one available in the court.This kind of suspicious and indiscriminate killing person is really not suitable to be an emperor.

Thinking about it this way, Song Qingshu devoted himself even harder to the mountain of information. Later, when Zhang Wuji finally freed up his imagination to do something about him, he found that his senior brother didn't go back to his room at all, and went straight to the study with his clothes on. asleep.

Zhang Wuji was very speechless, but he couldn't say anything, he was afraid that if he pushed his brother too hard, he would force him away.So the two of them maintained a tacit ambiguity, no one said anything, no one pointed it out, Song Qingshu was an ostrich, Zhang Wuji felt itchy but didn't dare to act rashly.

Another two months passed like this, and when autumn began, Zhang Wuji went to Yingtian Mansion, and another month passed after this trip.Song Qingshu waited anxiously in Bianliang, when Zhang Wuji left, he felt sudden and offered to go with him, but Zhang Wuji refused straight away, and left overnight, without even having time for him to follow.

What dangerous thing did he do?Song Qingshu couldn't get any news, and his heart was on fire. Although he knew that Zhang Wuji possessed the Nine Suns Magic Art and the Great Shift of the Universe, there were only a handful of people in the world who could hurt him.But he is only one person after all, what if he runs into a trap or is surrounded by several people?

In the desperate waiting, several days later, there was finally news that the "Little Ming King" Han Lin'er had returned from a serious injury, saying that the leader rescued him from a dangerous situation all the way.But the leader didn't suffer much injuries. After returning to Bianliang, he said that he would retreat for a while and practice in Yanqing Temple for a few days.

When Song Qingshu heard this, his heart sank.Where is Zhang Wuji practicing in retreat?Must have been internally injured.

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Yanqing Temple, formerly known as Chongyang Temple, was built to commemorate Wang Chongyang, the founder of Quanzhen Sect.The current Taoist temple master has a good relationship with Mingjiao. According to Han Lin'er, Zhang Wuji didn't want to be entangled in the trivial matters of Mingjiao when he was practicing martial arts, so he chose this place as a place to practice.

Song Qingshu thought that Zhang Wuji must have suffered serious internal injuries and didn't want to worry him, so he chose to retreat there. Now that he couldn't wait for a quarter of an hour, he went to Yanqing Temple.

Zhang Wuji chose to retreat in the Sanqing Stone Room, which has always been the place where the master of the temple retreats, and no one around disturbs him.Song Qingshu found that no matter how he knocked on the door, there was no response from inside.This Sanqing stone chamber cannot be opened from the outside. Song Qingshu originally wanted to break in, but was worried that it would be destroyed, so he had to guard outside the door, hoping that he would see Zhang Wuji come out as soon as possible.

This watch lasted for another five days.

Song Qingshu's mood became more and more anxious. On the night of the sixth day, there was a faint shout in the stone room.At this time, Song Qingshu couldn't bear it anymore, got up and got up with Beiming's true energy, forcibly broke the lock inside the stone gate, pushed the door open and entered.When he saw the scene in the stone room, he couldn't help being surprised.

In the darkness, Zhang Wuji's clothes were torn torn by himself, he was running around the stone room with lingbo microsteps, occasionally banging his head against the wall impatiently, and shouting suppressedly.

Song Qingshu was afraid that the sound would disturb the Taoist priests in Yanqing Temple, so he quickly closed the stone door again, and the stone room became pitch black again.Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji's situation anxiously, and wanted to grab him to give him his pulse, but when his fingers touched his skin, it was as if he had been scalded, which shows how hot Zhang Wuji is now.

I'm afraid that something went wrong with my true anger, and I went crazy.

Song Qingshu's heart was cold, and he didn't understand why it happened like this.However, after he got used to the darkness of the stone room, he saw Zhang Wuji subconsciously used the move of Great Teleportation, and immediately remembered the reason.

I'm afraid Zhang Wuji practiced the nineteen sentences on the seventh floor of the Great Teleportation of the Universe.Those nineteen sentences were written by the master who created the Great Movement of Heaven and Earth based on his imagination. They are completely unreasonable. If you practice them forcibly, you will go crazy. If you are not insane and demented, you will be paralyzed all over your body, or even die from severing your meridians.

Feasible ideas quickly turned in Song Qingshu's mind, the zhenqi in Zhang Wuji's body could no longer be controlled, if he continued, his meridians might burst and he would die.The only way is to use Beiming Zhenqi to absorb all his inner strength, make him an ordinary person, and practice Jiuyang magic again.

Although it will take a lot of time, it is much better than dying.

Although Song Qingshu didn't practice the great method of absorbing energy of Beiming Shengong at the bottom of the abyss back then, he could transmit internal energy, and it should be possible to do it just by changing the order.The only difficulty now is that I don't know how to intercept the berserk Zhang Wuji, so that he can be absorbed by him obediently.

Zhang Wuji's martial arts were already superior to Song Qingshu's in normal times, but now when he is unconscious, he would never know that the person standing in front of him is his senior brother whom he misses so much, and he doesn't even know the severity of the attack.Song Qingshu was slapped several times by him, leaning against the wall and fell to the ground, vomited the blood in his chest, and didn't know what to do.

He made a mistake, he should have gone out to find Yang Xiao and the others, in a moment of impatience, he forgot that Zhang Wuji could not be restrained by himself.Song Qingshu hurriedly went to the stone door, but when his hand touched the stone door, he was hugged fiercely from behind.

"Brother..." Zhang Wuji's fiery body was all stuck behind Song Qingshu, holding him tightly in his arms.

"Wuji, do you know who I am?" Song Qingshu was overjoyed, he wanted to turn his head to look at him, but the strength from the arms hugging him was too strong, and he couldn't break free at all. "Sit down and let me see how you are doing."

"Brother, do you want to leave again? Do you want to leave me again?" Zhang Wuji didn't seem to hear Song Qingshu's words, and he murmured in his ear.

"Wuji?" Song Qingshu felt that something was wrong with Zhang Wuji.

"Brother, I love you! I have fallen in love with you from a long time ago. But you always reject me so ruthlessly, throw away my hand, and avoid my sight..." Zhang Wuji tightened his arms dangerously , "You said, how can I make you truly belong to me? Even if I hug you, I feel that I have no ability to truly protect you. I have worked hard to become stronger, why should I leave me?"

Hearing Zhang Wuji's heartbreaking confession, Song Qingshu suddenly lost the ability to think.

Did he practice the seventh floor of the Great Teleportation of the Universe in order to protect him?

In other words, was all this actually caused by him?

Song Qingshu's mind flashed through the bits and pieces of their relationship over the years, and he had to admit that maybe he spoiled him too much, which made the two of them develop into such a situation.If he had been stronger, he would not have been taken advantage of by Zhang Wuji at all, and he would not have caused such an irreversible thing to happen to them.

So, in fact, did he fall in love with Zhang Wuji a long time ago without knowing it?

Song Qingshu doesn't know what love is, but his heart is full of him, no matter whether he closes his eyes or opens them, the first thing he thinks of is him, and he will be very at ease by his side or with him And happiness, he was all on his mind when he left.Regardless of whether this is love or not, it is absolutely true that Zhang Wuji is the first important person in his heart.

So why run away?

Life is short, and although this is his second life, there is no one like Zhang Wuji who he misses so much.

Imagining the scene of Zhang Wuji embracing other people in the future, Song Qingshu's heart ached.No matter, he was raised by him, raised so well and so excellent, why should he let it go to other people?

Song Qingshu figured all this out, felt relieved for a moment, felt the fiery body behind him, and said with a smile: "Wuji, I won't go anywhere in the future. Wherever you are, I will go with you."

Zhang Wuji froze, and suddenly laughed out loud, "I must be dreaming. Huh, since it's a dream, it doesn't matter!"

Song Qingshu was thinking about what Zhang Wuji's words meant when his shoulders were turned and he was thrown towards the wall.The hard touch on the back made Song Qingshu frowned. Before he could react, Zhang Wuji's body pressed against him, and then a fiery and soft object blocked his lips.