Disciples with unknown origins should not randomly pick them up

It couldn't be easier to imprison Lu Yinxi.

When most people see his name and identity, they will subconsciously pay attention to that "Ning". Unfortunately, no matter which side it is, it is too eye-catching.

Because it also took away the sharpness of the word "Wen" in the middle of his name.

Standing under the tree at the foot of the barren mountain, Ning Wenlun raised his lips as he watched the monster wandering around and being sent out again.

His mother, Wen Yenan, is from the declining Mechanism Clan. Originally, she thought that marrying his father would be a blessing to the Ning family and revitalize the lingering Wen Clan, but she didn't want the Ning family to make a wrong step. The first unlucky one was actually the mother's natal family.

But this did not stop him from learning mechanism techniques. In fact, he is more interested in this aspect and more talented. He designed the backyard of the Nuan Pavilion in Yingchun Building. Ordinary people cannot break through such complicated formations, let alone approach them. The girls in the Yingchun Pavilion took half a step, so when the accident in Huajie spread to the Yingchun Pavilion, his first reaction was that someone in the pavilion had a problem, and then he joined Lu Yinxi, and it was only a matter of time before he noticed the fall of the frost.

But this is all for later.

The improved Luban lock in Ning Wenlun's hand clicked, and it was released. He fell lightly from the tree, moved his footsteps, and the entrance to the mountain opened slowly, and after he walked over, it quickly closed again. There was a gap, and the real intersection moved again, hidden among the green bamboo forests at the foot of the mountain.

Creating an entrance to this barren mountain was what Jing Hongshen asked him to do at first. Although he didn't know how the other party knew his life experience, he didn't ask much in the end. Anyway, since Jing Hongshen let him play, he followed To implement his own ideas, so from the very beginning, what he thought was not protection, but imprisonment.

He seems to be very used to doing this kind of thing.

In the beginning, when I was doing some small carpentry with my mother, I dug out a maze and raised white mice in it. From the beginning, the white mice ran around without a head, and finally settled down in the status quo. Will take the initiative to go out, he only felt novelty when he was a child, and that kind of feeling made him tremble from the beginning to the end.

Then there is the original Lu Yinxi.

He first met "Lu Yinxi" when he was ten years old. At that time, Lu Yinxi was five or six years old. Talking, the good-looking face showed signs at that time, especially the pair of beautiful eyes, and the light, which would look fiercely at everyone who approached him.

In fact, generally speaking, he is quite obedient. It should be said that children at that age instinctively obey their mothers, so even if they run away, they can't run far. All they want is a hug from their mother.

He still remembers the little Lu Yinxi, who jumped for joy when he heard that his mother had colded a bowl of mung bean soup for him. One mouthful of cold soup had to be divided into five mouthfuls. At the end of the drink, the sun was setting, and there was still half of the soup. bowl.

He never told the child that it was just a way for him to deceive him into trusting him. The child is stupid and can't figure it out. His mother is willing to give him cold mung bean soup, but he doesn't want to take two steps to the side hall to give it to him. he drinks.

Children at that age can't figure out why the person they love with all their heart doesn't love themselves.

So he just took advantage of the situation, and stayed by Lu Yinxi's side under the name of a bamboo horse. The child wanted anything from him, as long as he could go to Shuangluo to ask for some favors, and wipe away any hairpins he didn't want. Even if it is a little bit of fragrance from the mother, the child will be intoxicated for a long time, and then no matter how bitter or unpalatable the soup is, he can drink it all at once.

He looked at the child sitting on the eaves under the setting sun, two legs that had just gotten a little fat from feeding were dangling in the air, his hair was messed up on his head, holding a broken hairpin in his hand, and kissing again Blowing ashes again, and then covering his heart, like a baby.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, his eyelashes were curled, holding up the last ray of sunset.

At that time, Ning Wenlun would stand quietly waiting for him, and wait until the sun had fully set before saying, "It's coming down, Xiao Lu."

Lu Yinxi would let out a soft hey, then turn over and follow him back to the house step by step.

At that moment, he knew that no matter how much Lu Yinxi thought about his heartless mother, the one he relied on the most was actually himself.

Therefore, the traps he built following his father's orders were useless. The most useful thing was to put a lock on the opponent's heart.

So when he realized that Lu Yinxi's shell hadn't changed, but he had changed inside, his first reaction was to feel lonely, as if he had lost his little white mouse after a long absence.

But soon that loneliness was replaced by the joy of challenge, he just likes playing this kind of game very much.

Wait for the opportunity, and then break the opponent's defense.

"Hua Hua'er, you're here!"

Lu Yinxi was wearing unlined clothes, he looked like he had just woken up, his hair was not combed, and he tied it loosely with a hair tie casually, while sprinkled rice grains to feed the chickens reared behind him, he raised his hand to greet him.

"Master, I'm coming!"

The smile on Ning Wenlun's face was immediately revealed. He hugged Lu Yinxi's waist, deliberately imitating the intimacy between girls in the flower street, and rubbed against Lu Yinxi's face boldly and calmly.

But Lu Yinxi likes this one the most. He just likes to be in contact with living people, and skin-to-skin contact can bring him satisfaction.

"I came back late today, what's the matter?"

"Well, there are a lot of guests today."

With a little playfulness in his tone, Ning Wenlun smiled at Yanyan, pushed Lu Yinxi up the soft bed, and then pressed him up, without any sense of distance, "I'm so tired, Master, praise me quickly."

"Okay, okay, Huahua'er is the best! Hua Tuo is reincarnated as Huahuaer!" Lu Yinxi half pushed back and lay back on the bed, shielding his body, "I don't want to sleep anymore, I slept for another day today , people are going to be ruined."

Ning Wenlun's face was serious, and he hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, has the drowsiness worsened again? If there is any discomfort, let me see first, I can bear it for a few days."

Ning Wenlun quickly sat up straight, pinched Lu Yinxi's wrist with one hand, and the person on the bed softened immediately, and responded to him: "It's nothing, it's just a little blood, you can drink it if you want."

Ning Wenlun didn't answer, just sat and checked his pulse, his brows were furrowed, Lu Yinxi looked at him sideways, after a while, he couldn't help reaching out to touch him again.

"It's only been a few days, and I'm just like Jing Hongshen. It's my fault."

For a second or two, Ning Wenlun almost didn't calm down. He lowered his head to cover up, and looked at Lu Yinxi again: "Master, have you been secretly lucky again in the past few days?"

Lu Yinxi stuck out his tongue and nodded: "If I'm not lucky, I'm going to be useless."

"I have told you so many times, but your body has not recovered yet, and you have to supply blood to me, which consumes too much, so it is not suitable for you to practice in a hurry now," Ning Wenlun sighed, took the wooden comb from the side, and gave it to Lu Yinxi. Arranging her hair, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. The more you consume like this, the harder it will be to recover."

With his back turned to him, Lu Yinxi didn't answer, but just twisted his fingers.

Ning Wenlun pursed his lips, hugged him from behind, and whispered into his ear: "Master, you can ruin your body, but you also think about me. Without Master, I can't live for five days." .”

Lu Yinxi's back tightened, and just as he was about to make a sound, he hummed softly again, and his soft and warm tongue touched his scarred shoulder, but the familiar feeling of emptying did not come, replaced by soft Soothing, Ning Wenlun's mouth skills are extremely good, just licking his shoulders makes Lu Yinxi feel like his brain is empty.

The sound of tsk tsk stopped after the crisp "boo". At this time, Lu Yinxi's face was flushed and his waist was weak, so he could barely lean on the person behind him. Ning Wenlun supported him and squeezed him fingers, rubbing them one by one.

"Okay, Master, if you stay in this barren mountain, no one will be able to find you, and no one will be able to hurt you at all."

Lu Yinxi's mind was only a mess, and he only knew to nod in a daze.

"Then I'll make you dinner. How about you take a walk outside and enjoy the cool breeze?"

Lu Yinxi was a little dazed, and almost said "Where's Xiao Mo", but he stopped him abruptly: "Go."

Ning Wenlun nodded, and when he turned his head, he lost his expression, and walked out of the room very quickly.

He's not blind, he can guess whose name it is by just guessing the shape of his mouth.

It's really annoying, people have disappeared, and their ghosts are still lingering.

Ning Wenlun walked into the kitchen, and there was a sound from something in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a reward.

The portrait of Lu Yinxi is painted on the top, and the signature on the bottom is Chen Puyu.

This painting is really nice.

Ning Wenlun collected his thoughts for a while, then squeezed his hand randomly, and the paper was burned instantly.

The other half of his bargaining chip lies in the magic vein opened up for him by that cripple, Chen Puyu.

Lu Yinxi couldn't see that it was normal for him to have spiritual roots. His spiritual roots were washed away when he was eight years old, and Chen Puyu imposed a demonic vein on him. Therefore, he has both a human body and a demonic cultivation. Mo noticed it, but he didn't say it, probably because he didn't care.

People who have opened up the magic veins cannot live for too long, because as they grow older, their bodies will one day be unable to support the fierce magic energy, and eventually explode and die.

Every day he lives is a countdown.

Ning Wenlun looked up, looking at the red sun that was about to go silent, thinking.

To what extent will this Lu Yinxi rely on him?

When will he only look at him, only think about him, and only listen to him.