Disciples with unknown origins should not randomly pick them up

senior ntr, Xiaolu, a man destined to become the king of the sea

Lu Yinxi has seen what it means to take care of every detail.

He didn't know what method Xiong Yuesheng used to convince the eldest lady that he was really a weak pregnant woman, or if Jing Hongshen's boss had found out that he had cheated on him.

It is also possible that the two of them teamed up to mess with him.

In short, for the whole day, he had either stewed chicken soup with ginseng, or Shiquan Da tonic, and then a set of massage Dafa, which was so strong that it hurts to lift his arm now.

But just now, he was basking in the sun in the courtyard and silently shed two nosebleeds. Sending towels all over her face, Xinyue even shed two tears.

"I'm not about to die." Lu Yinxi whispered to Xinyue who wiped the sweat on his forehead while wiping his tears with his sleeve.

"But the young lady looks like she is dying." Xinyue choked up, unable to hold the towel, "Young lady, why are you sweating so much?"

Lu Yinxi rolled his eyes.

Not to mention what season it is now, it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, his stomach is wrapped in two circles of cloth, and covered with such a thick quilt, even if he is frozen, he must have woken up.

And Man Yue, who had just entered the door, held a large pot of steaming hot water in her hand.

Lu Yinxi closed his eyes.

I'd rather die.

The warning in his head became weaker, probably because there was a problem with the link between the system he carried and his connection. At first, Lu Yinxi thought he could take advantage of small loopholes, but the system was really rigid. , there must be an alarm, so he still hasn't figured out what the silenced name in his memory is.

Or, in fact, he just couldn't remember it, and every time he came into contact with the lost memory, it seemed to be related to some indescribable content.

He pursed his lips and looked at his round belly.

Could it be that... a shot is coming?

Then he touched his round buttocks again.

……just forget it.

Xiong Yuesheng came late, with a bad complexion, Xinyue and Full Moon reported the situation, and exited the room tactfully, leaving the two alone.

Lu Yinxi's mind was still wandering, he couldn't help staring at Xiong Yuesheng's crotch.

Maybe the length below is inversely proportional to the height?

Why on earth is every man's size so outrageous, can't he be an ordinary person like him?

Thinking of this, he was actually a little unhappy, and the quilt in his hand was twisted into a ball.

"What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?"

Lu Yinxi burrowed into the quilt: "Well, it's uncomfortable."

Xiong Yuesheng shut his mouth in embarrassment. He originally wanted to pick up the soup and medicine at the side and prepare to feed it to the person in the bed, but he heard a muffled "no".

He put the white porcelain bowl obediently, and the spoon made a crisp "ding" when it touched the bowl wall, which was very pleasant.

Just like Lu Yinxi's tone when he was arguing.

It's cute when I think about it. For some reason, the person on the bed seems to really think that he is pregnant. After hearing what people say, he has always had a bad temper these past two days, and he would hide in the corner with his stomach in his arms. Childishly refusing to eat the food delivered, or as it is now, for no reason, you have to get a little emotional.

He was almost pathologically not disgusted with Lu Yinxi's performance, but hoped that the other party would last longer, and even fantasized that the other party was really pregnant with his child, looking forward to the day of giving birth.

It's a pity that they never even had actual physical contact.

Thinking of this, Xiong Yuesheng's eyes darkened, and his fist clenched tighter.

"Where is my sword?"

The agreed date is to return within five days, because there is still a hidden danger like Ning Wenlun hidden in the hut, and Lu Yinxi must go back to feed him blood.

Xiong Yuesheng frowned again: "Your Luming Sword was supposed to be locked in the Treasure Pavilion, but I went to see it today, but it was removed."

Lu Yinxi opened his eyes slightly: "What's going on?"

His vigilance made him think of Chen Puyu in his first reaction.

After leaving the barren mountain, his sense of insecurity accumulated day by day. Although the barren mountain was closed, Ning Wenlun isolated all possible intrusions. The appearance of Xiong Yuesheng broke this balance and made him anxious. Guaranteeing that Tu Shanjian is a place isolated from the world, he couldn't believe it wholeheartedly.

There was always such a contradiction deep in his heart. He clearly understood that Chen Puyu would not harm him, but he was uncontrollably afraid of him.

So the moment he heard that Lu Mingjian disappeared strangely, he broke his defense.

He didn't want to go back to that devil's lair, and he didn't want to have anything to do with that person for the time being. The memories of those few days were so painful that they still left traces on him now.

That creamy and cold feeling spiraled up from his lower back like a snake again, as if it was going to wrap around his neck, suffocating him alive.

"Little Lu, little Lu!"

Lu Yinxi regained his senses abruptly, only to realize that he was covered in sweat, and his nails had dug marks on Xiong Yuesheng's forearm. The other party looked at him nervously and somewhat blankly, and hugged him in his arms.

"It's okay, I won't let you have an accident, I will find out about Lu Mingjian for you."

Lu Yinxi rested her head on his neck, and after a long time, she slowly closed her eyes and nodded.

"I want to be alone for a while, okay?"

Lu Yinxi spoke hoarsely, and turned around before Xiong Yuesheng left.

Xiong Yuesheng stood behind him for a while, without saying a word, and tiptoed away.

Lu Yinxi sighed.

His feelings for Xiong Yuesheng are not pure, half stems from his bizarre and bold guess, and half stems from his habitual dependence on others.

He is like a parasite, unable to leave the shelter of others.

But the sense of crisis forced him to start planning for himself.

A few days before the full moon, I told him that the trend of the plane was predicted, and the factor of destruction was related to Chen Puyu.

He was [-]% sure that Chen Puyu would not do anything to him, but there was no guarantee that that lunatic would do anything.

His advantage is that he can predict a little bit of the future situation, and there is a high probability that Chen Puyu does not know that there is another person stored in the corpse that belongs to him that he kept.

What he has to do is probably to let them fight with each other, and he will be behind to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The question is how will he settle for it?

How could the original "Lu Yinxi" help him?

More importantly, he couldn't let Chen Puyu die, because if he died, that person's soul might be disabled.

Lu Yinxi scratched her hair depressingly, realizing very clearly that she couldn't handle these twists and turns, if... if Jing Hongshen was there, or Xiao Mo was there, it would be better than him fighting alone much.

Maybe Ning Wenlun knew something about "Lu Yinxi" and could help him.

It's a pity that people were dumbfounded by his medicine, and now they don't know what they are doing in the woodshed.

Would he be so stupid as to catch mice and eat them?

Lu Yinxi began to worry for no reason again, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to calm down.

Suddenly there was commotion outside. He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the noise was getting closer and closer.

"Young Master, be careful! Ah——"

The girl's scream was extremely ear-piercing. Lu Yinxi realized something was wrong, and quickly got up. Just as he was about to walk to the door, he was blocked by someone: "Don't come out!"

Xiong Yuesheng spoke rough and authentic, but there was a crisp voice that was louder than him: "Master, Master, it's me!"

Lu Yinxi slammed the door: "Xiong Yuesheng, get out of the way!"

Xiong Yuesheng was extremely stubborn, after a while, the eldest lady was alarmed, and only then was someone let him out.

As soon as he stepped out, he was dumbfounded. Xiong Yuesheng had two poison darts stuck in his body, and the purple-black wound showed that the poison had already started to spread.

"what happened?"

Da Furen asked sharply, Xiong Yuesheng protected him behind him, but Lu Yinxi easily got rid of his shackles, and dragged Ning Wenlun who was dressed in sassy women's clothes to kneel down.

Ning Wenlun also changed his hostility just now, and followed him meekly.

"Back to Mrs., this person... This person is my father's closed disciple. He is the only female apprentice who was picked up from the side of the road. We have been called sisters since we were young, but that year my father died of a fairy. In the great war, I died in front of my elder sister. She died in a miserable condition. My elder sister went crazy on the spot. She still recognizes me, who looks similar to my father, as her master. This time I got pregnant by accident, so I and The two of Yuesheng took refuge here..." Lu Yinxi burst into tears as he made up the story, and the girls listening beside him began to wipe away their tears, "But the relationship between me and Yuesheng is true, and our sisterhood is also true. Forgive me, Da Furen, I will ask my sister to hand over the antidote for Yue Sheng's injuries."

The eldest lady hugged her big son, and didn't have the heart to think about anything else, she was impatient: "I don't care about anything else, let him hand over the antidote!"

Only then did Ning Wenlun take out the medicine bag, but instead of handing it to the eldest lady, he gave it to Lu Yinxi, with a small expression on his face asking for credit.

Lu Yinxi didn't have time to say more, and gave Xiong Yuesheng medicine, and the eldest lady no longer cared about Sanqi 21, and took him away regardless of her son's obstruction.

The yard became clean again in an instant, and Lu Yinxi dismissed her again in the name of wanting to communicate with her sister.

into the night.

Ning Wenlun changed the medicine for Lu Yinxi, and cleaned all the inside and outside of the room, and changed the bedding to the way Lu Yinxi is used to, but in the end he refused to go to the side hall to sleep , I wanted to squeeze into his bed.

Lu Yinxi also made trouble with him, and the two put out the candle early, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep hugging each other.

Ning Wenlun was restless at all, not only had to move his hands and feet, but also got up and listened to his stomach, and let out a smirk in the dark night.

Lu Yinxi half pushed and half pushed him, turned around, and Ning Wenlun hugged him from behind.

Warm breath sprayed on the back of his neck, except for the sound of breathing, only the chirping of insects could be heard outside.

"Hua Huaer, call me."

"Master."

"Ah."

"Master."

"Ah."

"Master, Master, Master, Master."

"Ah."

Lu Yinxi leaned on the opponent's hand, her eyelids gradually closed.

The man squatted silently under the window sill, and the bluestone slabs under his feet were marked by his steps.