The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

Xue Yu turned around and left in a windy and easy-to-shuihan posture, leaving everyone with the free and easy back of a strong man who has gone and never returned.

Jian Laoyuan sighed and said: "Sure enough, a hero is born in a young man. If my disciple of the Jianzong has such courage, why worry about not being able to master the sword!"

Although Feng Shu was worried about his junior brother's safety, he and You Rongyan nodded in agreement, "Indeed."

Old Jian flattered him: "I can think of a way to hide the pill in my mouth, and then I can pass it directly by mouth at that time, so I can save it if I think about it! Smart! Extremely smart!"

Feng Shu froze, as if he had just remembered this incident, the expression on his face immediately became very exciting, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of his junior brother and master.

In the twisted and chaotic frenzy of spiritual power, his little junior brother safely reached the other shore, crooked into his master's arms, hooked the person's neck and leaned forward again.

Feng Shu: ...

Feng Shu:? ? ?

No matter how complicated the big brother's mood over there is, it can't change the fact that Xue Yu himself didn't think too much.

As an open-minded new human being in the 21st century, he said very generously: It is just a mouth-to-mouth feeding of medicine, and what is the difference from artificial respiration?

It's just that Xue Yu has been single since he was born, except for holding hands with a little girl and throwing a handkerchief in kindergarten, he has never had any decent physical contact with anyone since then. Even though he was relieved again, there was still something strange in his heart.

When he was lying in Cen Shu's arms, Xue Yu felt that the pressure of the surrounding spiritual force seemed to be less pressing, or maybe he had been squeezed to the point of numbness, and he could no longer feel the pain.

But the lips that were pressed against the lips of the person in front of him transmitted the sense of touch into his brain with extreme honesty.

It was scalding hot, slightly moist and too soft because it had been soaked in blood.

This is very disproportionate to the usual cold and hard impression Cen Shu gave him.

It was hard to imagine how such a person who seemed to be carved out of ice and snow would feel like this when his lips touched him.

Xue Yu chewed on the little strangeness in his heart carefully, and felt that it seemed...not annoying.

As if infected by the heat of Cen Shu's body, the temperature of Xue Yu's cheeks also climbed up.

He unconsciously pursed his lips, realizing that his movements might be a little strange, so, it was a bit like kissing.

Xue Yu's cheeks became hot again, and he quickly put the pill on his palate, and stuck out the tip of his tongue to separate Cen Shu's lips.

Surprisingly, the man's jaws opened as obediently as his lips, allowing the tip of Xue Yu's tongue to enter.

Xue Yu was overjoyed, and hurriedly put the Qingxin Pill into the opponent's mouth.

The pills in the world of cultivating immortals all melt in the mouth. Before Xue Yu walked all the way, he used a layer of spiritual power to wrap them separately, so as not to swallow the medicine before it was delivered.

At this time, the pill was successfully passed into Cen Shu's mouth, and the thin layer of spiritual power clothes naturally disappeared.

Before Xue Yu could withdraw his tongue, he felt that the tip of his tongue was empty, and the few Qingxin pills had already melted.

It is probably because one of the disciples of Jianzong has a pure heart, and they are not willing to take the medicine when it is bitter. Therefore, even a simple Qingxin Pill is covered with a thick layer of sugar-coated medicine.

Now four or five Qingxin pills melted together, and the sweetness exploded in the mouth, suppressing the taste of blood in the mouth.

It turned out to be quite delicious.

None of Tianyanzong's pills are sugar-coated, so they have to learn from Xiaoyaozong and improve it.

Thinking of this, Xue Yu didn't know why his head was hot. He hooked the tip of his tongue and licked Cen Shu's sweet palate, which seemed a little unfinished.

In an instant, the surrounding air was suffocated, and then suddenly changed!

Xue Yu only felt that something cold and greasy invaded him, accompanied by that familiar feeling of nausea.

The surrounding red light suddenly brightened, but then suddenly dimmed.The circling hostility seems to have found a breakthrough suddenly, coming from all directions!

The screeching sound in the ear gradually weakened, but it sounded in Xue Yu's mind.

——It's hostility!

Before the panic was brewed, Xue Yu felt that the hostility that penetrated into his body, like the spiritual power that had penetrated into his meridians before, turned around in his mind and disappeared.

……what?

His black hole physique is indeed capable of absorbing hostility!

Xue Yu was excited.

He was about to open his arms in a classic Titanic action and shout "Let the storm come harder!", but he felt the tip of his tongue and the back of his neck burn at the same time.

Cen Shu wrapped his arms around his waist in a very natural way, and supported his neck with the other, pulling him into his arms.

Cen Shu, who was still standing still just now and letting his little apprentice mess around, suddenly raised his tongue, and suddenly met the tip of Xue Yu's tongue that had penetrated into his mouth.

His whole body was scorched like boiling water, and his palms, lips and tongue were terribly hot.

Xue Yu seemed to be startled by the sudden strange touch, and froze in Cen Shu's embrace suddenly, only subconsciously staring forward with rounded eyes.

I don't know if it's because the avatar is gifted, or if the monk's eyeball structure is different from that of ordinary people.

The tip of their nose was already rubbing against each other, but Xue Yu could still take a closer look at the person in front of him.

I saw that the ancestor's dull red eyes had turned around to stare at him at some point, and the dilated pupils quickly zoomed in, like a wicked doctor flashing a flashlight in front of his eyes.

Two complex and irregular jet-black patterns spread across the sides of Cen Shu's cheeks, together with those eyes that became redder and more evil due to the constriction of the pupils, making him look like some kind of evil spirit descended from a marginal civilization.

In the next second, the other party roughly parted Xue Yu's clenched teeth, and unceremoniously entered his mouth with a slightly sweet tongue!

Xue Yu caught off guard and snorted, thinking that the Qingxin Pill was not enough for Cen Shu, the man stuck out his tongue to beg for it, so he quickly put his arm on Cen Shu's chest, bit the tongue that came in, wow! Said: "I don't have any, just a few!"

If you still want to eat, I have to go back and get it!

When Xue Yu spoke, his tongue moved flexibly, and it was inevitable that it touched the tip of Cen Shu's tongue.

The latter's palm suddenly burned a little more, his five fingers contracted, and the blue tendons on the back of his hand protruded above the joints. He grabbed the back of the man in his arms with a terrifying force, and pressed him tightly to himself.

Xue Yu's neck suddenly felt a sharp pain.

For a moment, he couldn't even tell if his neck was broken, whether it was pinched by Cen Shu or melted by the temperature of his palm.

Surrounded by hostile qi, mountains and tsunamis came, and waves rose again and again, perseveringly drilling into Xue Yu's head.

And Cen Shu, who was holding him in his arms, also bent his neck and pressed his lips to his aggressively.

Cen Shu is taller than him by more than 01:30, and the movements of surrounding people have a sense of undeniable rejection, and Xue Yu is also forced by him to raise his head to bear Cen Shu's intrusive lips from top to bottom.

This person didn't want to win peace of mind at all, and of course he wasn't kissing him.

Intrusion.

That's the only word to describe it.

Even though the two of them were sticking together without hindrance, doing the second most intimate thing in the world, Cen Shu's brightly colored eyes were still cold.

——No, using "still" doesn't seem to be accurate.

Although Cen Shu's eyes were cold before, they were not as cold and emotionless as they are now. Being stared at by such eyes only makes people feel scalp numb.

It didn't even seem like a flesh-and-blood beast—it was a "thing," just a "thing" that didn't know what emotion was.

Xue Yu's whole body trembled, and finally realized belatedly: he——no, it was it.

——It wasn't Cen Shu at all, it was hostility!

Just like the hostility that was being drilled into his head by the ghosts around him, this part of the hostility controlled Cen Shu, and he found a more convenient shortcut. With their lips touching and the blood in their lungs connected, they also wanted to get in. In Xue Yu's body!

Although he figured this out, Xue Yu's tongue was numb and his head was buzzing when he was kissed by the hostile Cen Shu.The journey here has already consumed ninety-nine percent of his physical strength, and now he can no longer muster the slightest strength to resist.

Furthermore, there is actually no need to resist.

He came here to deliver medicine, if he could become some kind of "medicine" himself, that would be fine.

Xue Yu felt that to Cen Shu at this time, he seemed to be a container to bear the hostility. The hostility was like a cat seeing cat grass, abandoning Cen Shu and going crazy to him.

Although the hostility will always disappear shortly after entering his body, but the total amount cannot be kept too large, and the speed of disappearing cannot match the speed of the hostility coming in.

The hostility gathered in his head was like eight hundred kindergarten children screaming at the same time, playing horror movies in his head while screaming.

The scene was all black and red, with occasional gusts of blood blowing, occasional bursts of blood rain, and the battles were quite frightening.Xue Yu's head was swollen and painful from the hostility, they screamed and ran around in his mind, and felt as if someone hit him on the head with a durian without shell.

He wanted to cry out in pain, but his mouth was tightly blocked by Cen Shu; he wanted to scratch someone, but he was held down and unable to move.

Xue Yu thought dazedly that it turned out that Cen Shu endured such pain day and night.

He couldn't hold on for a while in the hostility like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but Cen Shu endured such pain for 800 years.

For a moment, Cen Shu, who was expressionless and kissed him, seemed to gradually overlap with Yu Bingji, who was clearly wronged but still pretended to be strong.

Xue Yu thought softly: Alas, these supporting characters who were misfortune in the original novel are actually quite miserable.

But facing Cen Shu, he could no longer shake hands and pat his head like he did with Yu Bingji.

Xue Yu closed his eyes, let go of all defenses, and completely relaxed.

He struggled to stretch out an arm in Cen Shu's arms, and raised his hand to separate a strand of the man's waterfall of black hair hanging down his cheek, held it, and shook it lightly.

That posture was obedient and had a slight taste of indulgence, as if saying to the hostility around him: Come on.

Si Ye's roaring hostility and Cen Shu's scarlet eyes stood still for a moment, and suddenly penetrated into Xue Yu's mind with an unprecedented momentum.

Xue Yu's head hummed, and he felt his skull was crackling, and the pain was so painful that he almost passed out.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a year, or it may be a moment.

The hostility came over, but the lips of the person in front of him left him.

Xue Yu barely opened his eyes a crack, only to realize that the sky was dark at this time, and there were very few red lights hovering around.

Cen Shu's eyes had turned back to dark black at some point, and even the dark lines on his cheeks had faded away, apparently he had regained his sanity.

The lacquer hair fell down like a waterfall, enclosing a space only for the two of them, and the ends of the hair rested on the side of Xue Yu's face, feeling cool.

It was probably because Xue Yu's action of pulling Cen Shu's hair was a bit insignificant when he was in pain, and the ancestor was being pulled by him with his head slightly tilted, staring at him with a very complicated look.

"Ah, I'm sorry."

Xue Yu subconsciously apologized, let go of his hand, closed his eyes tightly and passed out.