Master, he is nice and soft

From Yaozhou, where Huiqing Pavilion is located, to Biting, Ningzhou, it takes about half a month on a spirit boat. Although Yaozhou has just entered late autumn, Ningzhou is already covered with heavy snow. Coupled with the fact that Jiang Yan's mind and soul injuries have frequently occurred recently, Song Tangyun held Jiang Yan in this way for a long time at Wangxiantai, and then called out the spirit boat with a face, and gave it to Jiang Yan.

In previous years, Elder Qingyun went out very uninhibitedly.

He rides a horse.

Doctor and Poison Shuangjue doesn't know how to travel with a sword, and he hates riding a spirit boat and not seeing the scenery on the way, so he often travels on horses along the road.

But now Jiang Yan just wants to be lazy, and this time he went out not for fun, so he should try to delay as little as possible.

The elder from Pingji Gate came back to the Qing Pavilion one day earlier, and was standing aside at the moment with a calm expression on his face.

However, Jiang Yan had no impression of this elder named Li Mu at all. He was not mentioned in the content of "Fu Gui Jian" that he caught up with before he came back. For little reason.

The white boat grows when it sees the wind, and the elegant light green cloud patterns on the bow are full of light. Jiang Yan hugged Song Tangyun, but Duan Yaodian and others couldn't help but didn't come to see him off. Jiang Yan couldn't help but look at it. Seeing Huiqing Pavilion, which looked no different from the day he first came back, a little worry arose in his heart.

I don't know how long it will last like this.

He Xingzhang and Elder Li Mu boarded the boat one after another. Because of Jiang Yan's repeated refusal, no other disciples were sent to follow them. There were three people standing on a large spirit boat. Jiang Yan stepped on the bow deck and nodded to Song Tangyun .

Not long after the boat flew out, Elder Li Mu went back to his room to meditate. The master and apprentice still live together, but they have changed from one big and one small to one tall and one short.

Regarding this point, Jiang Yan has something to say.

Why is He Xingzhang always taller than him by a head? ? ?Does the attack have to be so much higher than the subject?A few days ago, he was still the elder Qing Yun who could rub Xiao He's hair with just a stretch of his hand, but in a blink of an eye, he has become Jiang Xiaoyan who needs He Xingzhang to hold his head high to touch the top of his head.

#Life is changeable

After He Xingzhang regained his spirit, he shared various things with him, such as the dwelling house, and several Qiankun bags that Jiang Yan sorted out. As soon as he recovered, he found a set of paintings in Jiang Yan's Qiankun bags with ease. The black clothes, which were out of place and weird and couldn't bear to throw them away, fit the size perfectly.

No wonder, he said why there are so many clothes that he knows at a glance that Venerable Qing Yun can't and can't wear, and his feelings are all prepared for him.

However, he really likes to prepare these trivial things for the other party. These clothes were all bought by He Xingzhang when He Xingzhang hadn't had an accident.

Jiang Yan deliberately chose a larger room this time so that the two of them would not feel crowded. Although it is expected that He Xingzhang will stay very close to him most of the time, after all, he has just recovered and still needs a small room for recuperation. space.

For example, now, Jiang Yan was paralyzed on his seat, looking at the floating clouds outside, waiting for He Xingzhang to finish his recuperation.

It would take two or three days to fly to Poyuan Mountain. During this period, Jiang Yan felt that he would be bored to death. Elder Li Mu didn't seem to like to communicate with people. Tang Hong returned to Tang Jianmen in a hurry, and Ping Xia was also rejected He begged to stay in Huiqing Pavilion. With such a big ship, if he wanted to pass the time, he could only hope to chat with He Xingzhang or something.

He was worrying, when suddenly his body was empty, and he was picked up by He Xingzhang.

"what?"

He hooked He Xingzhang's neck and moved his waist to make himself more comfortable.

"Take you to bed and sleep."

Jiang Yan glanced out of the brightly lit window, "Spreading prostitution in the daytime hurts the body."

After being carefully placed on the soft couch on the bed and sat down, He Xingzhang couldn't help pinching his cheek, "Who said he was going to do that, I want to chat with you."

Jiang Yan blushed.

Actually speaking, there are not many things he can talk to He Xingzhang about.

Because what he can tell, He Xingzhang already knows about it. As for what He Xingzhang doesn't know, he doesn't want to say it.

At those times, he was not completely himself, and for a large part of the time, Immortal Yan Jiang came out to help him deal with it. Although He Xingzhang had tried his best to keep other people's souls from dissipating between heaven and earth, he was drawn out of human souls again. Shang Shensoul was severely injured, and Jiang Yan couldn't survive for long by himself.

If it weren't for Immortal Yanjiang, he would have died of exhaustion and exhaustion.

Telling He Xingzhang about these things is useless except to increase worries and unnecessary guilt.

"I've been having a dream about you for so many years," He Xingzhang gently hugged him into his arms, rubbing his chin on his shoulder, "I dreamed that I finally became a Taoist partner with you Already, and the whole pure you."

His voice was as soft as warm water, slowly enveloping Jiang Yan, making him tremble inside.

"There will be, there will be." Jiang Yan held He Xingzhang's finger instead and replied in a low voice.

Received his answer, He Xingzhang smiled slightly, kissed the red mole on his neck, and hugged him even tighter.

"When we finish dealing with these things, I will find a quiet place with you, don't care about anything, and live our own lives, okay?"

Jiang Yan turned around, straddled He Xingzhang, pressed his forehead against his forehead, and promised the vision he had been looking forward to for a long time, looking forward to and inevitably looking at He Xingzhang with some trepidation.

Seeing the light in his eyes, He Xingzhang couldn't help laughing, pressed his waist and kissed him, gently catching that warm and soft body as before, and getting close to his heart.

"This is also a good thing that I have dreamed of for a long time. Now that you have taken the initiative to say it, I am very happy."

Jiang Yan also curled the corners of his mouth, showing his good teeth, "You're smart!"

The man who was cautious and earnest just now suddenly became arrogant, which made He Xingzhang feel sore and sore that he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood, so he lowered his head and gnawed hard on Jiang Yan's two smiling lips.

Jiang Yan let him kiss and bite, couldn't help but pushed his head buried in his neck, "After all these years, I don't know if your senior brother has found a Taoist companion."

He Xingzhang learned from Master Suihua, who has ascended for 300 years, and practiced on Poyuan Mountain. Although this Poyuan Mountain is not a sect, but Master Suihua likes to pick up some orphans who are pleasing to the eye as apprentices. He is also very good at teaching, and most of the people who pull the big ones are now masters of cultivation, so Poyuan Mountain back then also had the status of being able to sit on an equal footing with several famous and promising sects.

However, Master Suihua was promoted, and the apprentices obeyed the master's order and wandered around the six realms. Without any more fresh blood, Poyuanshan's reputation gradually faded.

It can be regarded as ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and things to their original state.

However, they still wanted to go to Poyuan Mountain. Jiang Yanran had been to Poyuan Mountain before when he was wandering all over the place. It is said that He Xingzhang, a very eloquent and powerful senior, tasted all kinds of tastes outside the mountain, and finally returned to Poyuan Mountain. The small house on the mountain, I went this time, just to see if I could let this senior brother help me.

Venerable Master Sui Hua and his disciples are all excellent monks who also practiced both ghost and demon killing. If this senior brother is willing to accompany him for a walk, it will be much easier.

Hearing what Jiang Yan said, He Xingzhang chuckled, and whispered softly with his earlobe in his mouth: "You mean Senior Brother Yan?"

"Your senior brothers, this is the only one I can touch." Jiang Yan tilted his head to facilitate He Xingzhang's movements, and his tone was a little funny.

I don't know that Master Suihua had earnestly instructed before leaving that most of these disciples in Poyuan Mountain are hidden in the world and are rare to see. The Yan Huajing they are talking about now can be regarded as the best one to find.

If it wasn't for Jiang Yan before, He Xingzhang would have hidden his teacher and kept a low profile like his senior brothers, how could he have been with a medical practitioner all the time.

"Senior brother has been clamoring all day to find a confidant, but if he doesn't restrain his libertine hobby, how can he get what he wants?"

Po Yuanshan's junior brother held Taoist couple in his arms, picked up Taoist couple's long hair with his fingers and played with it, and he used to complain about his senior brother as capital to coax him.

Jiang Yan was amused by his brain supply, and lightly bumped He Xingzhang's head.

"You junior brother don't save him any face."

"How can there be anything to hide? This matter is clearly remembered in the record of cultivating the world. Is it possible that I still have to hide something from you, Master?"

He Xingzhang, a stinky brat with a stomach full of bad taste, deliberately lowered his voice and whispered in Jiang Yan's ear, biting the word "Master" very provocatively.

Jiang Yan only felt warm water rolling over his ears, and his whole body trembled.

Huh, that's it?

Wouldn't this little bastard think that he was going to be flushed and coquettish? ?

Comrade Jiang Yan, who has read countless articles, cocked his mouth contemptuously, hooked the back of He Xingzhang's neck, pulled him down, and said close to his ear:

"The apprentice is very satisfied with the teacher if he does this. Wanwang will do as well as he does now no matter when and where in the future."

His voice was originally clear and bright, but now it was deliberately low and majestic, as if he had really become a high-ranking master teaching his disciples earnestly.

He Xingzhang smiled, "The disciple will obey the master's order."

……

After only two days of flying, Jiang Yan felt that the surroundings had cooled down. Knowing that he was approaching the border of Youzhou, he activated his spiritual power to add a barrier against the cold air to the spirit boat, and prepared the thickened clothes for the three of them. up.

On the evening of the third day after they set off from Huiqing Pavilion in Yaozhou, the spirit boat finally stopped outside a city near Poyuan Mountain.

"Hey, Poyuan Mountain in Youzhou, hundreds of years ago, was a well-known place to cultivate the world! Immortal Suihua, who was ascended by 81 thunder calamities once in a thousand years, was on our Poyuan Mountain Enlightened and practiced!"

In the teahouse, the storyteller sputtered, and the listeners below were also engrossed. There was only one table in the corner, and a handsome young man expressed his disapproval to the storyteller's words from time to time while chewing peanuts.

Although Yaozhou has entered the colder winter than Ningzhou and Qingzhou in the north, the weather has completely cooled down. Thanks to the navy blue cloak on his body, the storyteller didn't notice the sarcasm on his face.

The man stuffed the last peanut into his mouth, and was about to get up and leave with his mouth puckered. A pot of Nurhong, which was just hot, was placed in front of him, and another jar of wine was poured.

He looked up and recognized one of them.

"Little Junior Brother?"

He widened his amorous peach blossom eyes, and made the habit of being cheap again:

"Are you still alive?"

The author has something to say:

tedeng～

#brother brother gong

Unexpectedly, it was picked out so early hhhh and a new character was introduced, Senior Brother Yan is a particularly fun and underwhelming thing (?)