Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Chongjiu wondered: "This matter involves my sect's secret technique..."

Xue Xuanwei immediately glanced at Chong Jiu across the crowd.

The golden ring on the wrist tightened suddenly, twisted heavily, Chong Jiu choked for breath, met Xue Zongzhu's cold eyes, silently, and confessed helplessly: "There is a copy of "Changyang Legacy Book" hidden in my access control area. , which records many secret methods that the ancestors have not yet completed, one of which can retrain the body and live in the soul."

"Oh?" Xiao Yihe's eyes lit up.

Chong Jiu sighed: "It's just that the treasures of heaven and earth used to refine the body are extremely rare. The most important materials used for Xu Yun's body were also stolen from the sect by me, and they were kept in the forbidden area. Treasures of hundreds of years."

"All these years, Changyangmen has been sending people to arrest me, and that's why... I'm afraid it's hard to find a second set of materials in the world."

The implication is that even if they want to steal something from this method, they can't cook without rice.

When Xiao Yihe heard this, his expression was obviously a little disappointed: "Oh, that's a pity."

He finally got down to business: "You've been in Pengxi all year round, do you know who has bought large quantities of black medicine in recent years? Or, it's someone with a new face who is particularly unusual."

Chongjiu thought for a while, then shook his head: "Wuyao is a commonly used medicinal material in alchemy and refining equipment. It is not uncommon. Every month, various sects come to buy it. For example, Changyang Gate and other gates that rely on alchemy cultivation, or Qingjing Sect, Puppet Sect, Danxia Valley and other major sects, it is even more difficult to count the number of purchases. Sect Master Xue's Taichu Sword Sect also purchases some refining Qingxin incense every year."

Xiao Yihe looked at Sect Master Xue, but Xue Xuanwei looked bewildered, and instead responded to Wen Dao and said: "That's true, the mundane affairs of the sect have always been handled by my master."

Xiao Yihe thought to himself, someone who dares to love is just a shopkeeper.

"Speaking of which, where did the Taoist priest go?"

Chao Wendao said: "After you left, a message was sent from the door saying that there was some urgent matter. Master had to go back to the door and said that he would be back tomorrow."

Xiao Yihe: "Oh..." It was quite obvious that there was a pleasing beauty in the room, but he just asked casually, and didn't really care about Chao Xizhi's whereabouts, "Young Master Bai, continue."

Chongjiu really couldn't think of anything else, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "In addition to Daoist sects, mortal medicinal material dealers and medical shops also use black medicine, and the dosage is not small, and the managers who come to purchase often change. It’s hard for me to think of anyone special when you ask me that.”

Xiao Yihe reminded again: "Then have you ever seen a person holding a fan and a flute? It looks like a dignified and gentle person. Or your family...Little monk, have you seen him?"

Chong Jiu then wrote and scratched a few words in Xu Yun's palm, Xu Yun reacted for a while, then shook his head.

The two were confused.

Speaking of which, Chongjiu and Xuyun could be in such a miserable situation, it is inseparable from Ning Wuzhi, if Ning Wuzhi hadn't pretended to be a god in Pengxi County and made trouble in Pengxi County, Xuyun would not have suffered. .

It's just that although the puppet sect is a side art, it is by no means so evil that it needs human blood to practice.Xiao Yihe has not yet figured out why Ning Wuzhi did this, unless it was his own need.

"..." Xiao Yihe frowned. In this way, relying on black medicine will not work.

Now the thread is broken again.

While meditating, a deep voice came into the sea of ​​consciousness: "Should I be hungry?"

He raised his head in a daze, and a familiar face came into view. Xue Xuan was looking at it slightly, raising his index finger and pointing at the side of his neck. He raised his eyebrows slightly, hinting both secretly and expectantly.

Xiao Yihe couldn't figure out for a moment whether it was him or him who was addicted.

He looked back majestically.

The two of them exchanged eyebrows, and Chongjiu looked out the window and saw the bustling people downstairs and the aroma of steamed pancakes in the air. Can you take Xu Yun out for a play? You must come back before Haishi."

According to Sect Master Xue's business-like temper in the past, I'm afraid it won't work, but this time Sect Master Xue was in a better mood, and he agreed, only casting a tracking spell on the two of them.

Soon everyone retreated, Chao Wendao also brought Chong Jiu and Xu Yun down to resettle, only the two of them were left in the house.

Xiao Yihe kicked off his shoes and leaned back on the bed, so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Suddenly, he felt his eyes go dark.

He looked up: "What are you doing?"

Xue Xuan's voice sank slightly: "Hey."

"..." Xiao Yihe pushed him away, and smiled, "I fed enough yesterday, so there is no need to be so impatient today."

There was silence between the bed curtains, Xue Xuan took a light breath, looked at him deeply, thinking about what he asked "does what you say count" on the way back just now.

But obviously some people don't always pretend to be serious in their minds, and before he opened his mouth, they measured him carefully, and said with a smile: "That's right, Xue Daojun is at the peak of his spring and autumn, and he is in the prime of life, so his blood will inevitably be more vigorous. He yawned and lay down on the inside, and turned around, "If Daoist Lord is really exhausted, I just saw a shop selling flower wine at the east end of the road, Daoist Lord might as well——hmm!"

A mouth blocked him abruptly, Xiao Yihe was unprepared, was taken aback, and was held down with both hands before he could struggle.

Xue Xuanwei half-kneeled on the bed, bowed down, and sealed his nonsense mouth.

Flower wine?Thankfully he can tell.

The gaze from the top of the head is like the spring sweets that have just melted on the cold pool, a little cold, but also seductive.Xiao Yihe stared at him at first, then moved his eyes away with trembling eyelashes after a while, letting a slippery fish intrude between his lips, wandering wantonly.

This was the first time after Xiao Yihe was sober that Xue Xuanwei was so abrupt after his rebirth.For the previous few kisses, Xiao Yihe was either unconscious, or the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't remember clearly afterwards.

It has to be said that over the past few decades, the good junior brother's kissing skills have improved a lot.

What a joy.

After all, Xue Xuanwei was always restrained and calm when he was on the island in the middle of the lake, even between the beds, it also means dryness.Xue Xuanwei's shabby technique was not so much a kiss as a bump and gnaw, repeatedly wiping blood from the corners of his lips.

But you can't tell him that his skills are not good, how much it hurts the heart of the younger brother!

But this time, I only felt that the place where the two met was extremely hot, vaguely tasted, it was the sweetness in the fragrance of the medicine.

It's like a branch has penetrated into his heart, wandering around in his heart that has no place to rest, licking and wiping out a trace of numbness in his bones.He never knew where Xue Xuanwei developed this kind of ability, he couldn't help moaning, his legs clamped and rolled up the bed sheet under him.

The hand that was freed couldn't help grabbing Xue Xuanwei's forearm.

Xue Xuanwei heard him whispering, and became more indulgent. When he held Xiao Yihe's face, his index finger and middle finger were just able to rub the red mole on his earlobe.

Suddenly, like an electric current, Xiao Yihe retracted his fingertips.

Xue Xuan let out a slight "hiss", frowned and backed away two inches, grabbed his hand forcefully, and held it in the gesture of five fingers intersecting: "Nails."

Xiao Yihe was panting lowly, and now he felt depressed because of the kiss, and stared at him with half-lidded eyelids, expressing his dissatisfaction with a drawn-out ending: "Who did you learn this kissing technique from... What do you mean by staring at people when kissing?" thing?"

"Taught." Xue Xuanwei looked at his brightly colored lips and said, "You can try again."

"Shameless, obscene." Xiao Yihe said quickly, then closed his lips and stared at him embarrassingly.

The corners of Xue Xuanwei's mouth twitched undetectably. Seeing that his energy was greatly weakened by weariness, no matter how hard his mouth was, he dared not open it again at this moment, and finally asked mercifully: "Drink blood, or sleep?" ?”

Xiao Yihe was guarded for a while, and said as if his mouth was scalded: "Sleep!"

Xue Xuan said leisurely: "Okay."

Xiao Yihe watched him stand up and go out, breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly smoothed the sheets that had been ravaged by him with his toes, just when he was about to close his eyes, he heard someone push the door and enter, followed by the rustling of his coat He took it off and threw it at the end of the bed, and the edge of the bed beside him was heavily dented.

He endured it, felt his hands being grabbed and kneaded again, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and opened his eyes suddenly: "...Is it over?"

Xue Xuan took off his monk robe slightly, and inside was a simple white dress, with silver armguards wrapped around his arrow sleeves, and a pair of small scissors was hooked in his hand.He ignored the little sword-like eyes, and said leisurely while holding Xiao Yihe's hand: "You sleep with yours, I'll cut mine."

Click, click.

"..." Xiao Yihe said with difficulty, "But you cut my nails." He added, "It's very noisy."

Xue Xuan hesitated for a moment: "Then I will keep my voice down."

Gently, click, click.

Xiao Yihe: "..."

Count the ball, give up, let him go.

Xue Xuanwei sat on the outside, he lay on the inside, slowly closed his eyes, fell asleep for a while, and then woke up by the feeling of him pinching and playing with his fingers for a while, he was really uneasy, so he had to talk to him intermittently: "... …You shaved a bald head, what will you do tomorrow? Can it grow back?”

Behind him said: "Look at you."

Xiao Yihe didn't understand: "Look at what I'm doing, the baldness doesn't grow on my head."

Xue Xuan changed his finger slightly: "I thought you liked it."

Just now when he bullied him, he was still wearing a monk's robe. On the surface, he looked like a pure and ascetic monk, but in fact his tongue was very dirty.Xiao Yihe stretched out his feet, caught the monk's robe he threw at the end of the bed, tasted it secretly, and muttered, "It's quite tasty."

Xue Xuan paused slightly: "... Really like it?"

Xiao Yihe was ashamed: "No!"

Xue Xuanwei didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Xiao Yihe also closed his eyes, thinking to himself, there are only ten nails on both hands, and he really doesn't know what he was cutting after so long. He counted the numbers amidst regular clicking sounds, and finally felt drowsy.

By the time the tips of the ten fingers are neatly groomed and polished to a smooth and round shape, the people around him are already fast asleep.

The sound of breathing gradually lingered.

Xue Xuan looked slightly at the monk's robe that was sandwiched between his legs, and took it carefully.Accidentally disturbing him when taking it out, Xiao Yihe put his knees together, turned over, and held the monk's robe tighter, almost wrapping around his legs.

"Hmm...don't move..."

Xue Xuanwei: "..." I like it that much?

It took him a lot of effort to pull out the monk's robe, fold it up, and stared at it for a while, his brows and eyes slightly frowned, as if a little disgusted and resisted.

——but finally gritted his teeth, wrapped the clothes with Xiao Yihe's temperature, and put them into the spirit bag together.