After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

Zhou Feng: One is right.

Xuan Zhe: He is so good.

Zhou Feng's eyelids drooped, and the mole was very clear under the moonlight, and then he suddenly smiled, helplessly, with something inexplicable, as if he had accepted his fate.

He really likes Xuan Zhe, although he doesn't know why.

But now, it is already in the bone.

After knowing his own mind, he still doesn't know what to do. It's one thing to know that he likes Xuan Zhe, but it's another thing to ask how to pursue him.

Although he has nothing now, it seems a bit light and thin to take out a heart alone and put it in front of people's eyes.

Would Xuanzhe care?

The light and clear clouds have also become a weight on the heart, heavy.

A fair lady, a gentleman likes a good girl, he also wants to ask for a beautiful man like Xuan Zhe, but he doesn't know if his sweetheart will give it a chance.

It should be a great joy and blessing to know that he has someone he likes, but because of this uncertainty, he was so disturbed that he couldn't sleep at night.

The second day of thinking clearly was a sunny day, Zhou Feng pushed the door open with dark circles under his eyes.

Xuan Zhe got up early every day, he seemed to be used to sleeping on the osmanthus tree, and stayed there for the whole morning.

In fact, Zhou Feng didn't know why this capable swordsman would not leave here, but he wished Xuanzhe would stay here for the rest of his life.

It's been a bit strange these few days, but Xuan Zhe can clearly feel these obvious differences.

Before it was time for meals, the meals were placed in the small kitchen, sometimes Zhou Feng was there, sometimes he was not, and occasionally the two of them would only have a meal together when they met.

But now no matter morning, noon or night, as long as he goes to the small kitchen, he will always see Zhou Feng who seems to have been waiting for him for a long time.

Another example……

Although Zhou Feng is used to being a flirtatious person, he occasionally teased him casually or even unskillfully before.

But now, those words seem to have been practiced repeatedly for a long time, and spit out from that eloquent mouth like a master.

"Here, although you haven't changed your clothes for half a year, it doesn't detract from your demeanor. You look very good." I don't know whether to praise or derogate.

What he changed was just the same style.

When drinking every day, Zhou Feng would always leave him a sip, but the eyes looking at him were dark and bottomless.

One day Xuanzhe casually praised the laurel tree, and he couldn't see anyone the next day. Later, after inquiring, he found out that Zhou Feng had bought some osmanthus tree seeds from a mortal market.

The idiot didn't use fairy techniques, and he planted it himself for a long time before he planted a full garden, densely packed, and you can see a seed when you just turn up the soil.

He couldn't help reminding. "The laurel tree has grown, and there is probably no place to stand in the courtyard."

"Oh, I think it's because we can't grow a few trees, so we might as well grow more." Even though he said so, Zhou Feng still spent a lot of time digging out some of the seeds from the soil.

Zhou Feng practiced swords in the past, but now he spends half of his time doing nothing but drinking under the laurel tree where Xuan Zhe was lying.

Everyone cultivates immortality, either seeking longevity, or greedy for power.

Xuanzhe didn't know the reason, but just wanted to.

Zhou Feng is because he loves knives.

There is no sun and moon in Dudao Mountain, Xuanzhe has lived here for a year in a blink of an eye, and sometimes he feels that there is nothing wrong with staying here all the time.

He seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming, and let time go by day by day.

Sometimes Zhou Feng would go out of the hall to meet his senior brother and master. There were missions in the sect, and the time away was not too long, and the last time of the day was just the moon.

It's very late today.

Xuan Zhe thought he didn't care, but he couldn't sleep no matter what.He simply pushed open the door and let the moonlight penetrate, covering the room with a clear glow.

With a cool breeze, some laurel seeds sprouted somewhere.

Immortal cultivators have sensitive five senses, not to mention that person is Xuan Zhe. In the middle of the night, there was a strong smell of blood.

The lights in the room were turned off, and Xuan Zhe lay on the tree trying to sleep, when he saw a figure enter through the wall with a very soft voice.

It was Zhou Feng, the injured Zhou Feng.

A heart was lifted fiercely, I couldn't tell what it felt like, but it was very uncomfortable, with the feeling of scratching my ears and cheeks.

Want to see, suffered multiple injuries.

I even thought that if I could replace him, it would be fine.

From the gap, he saw Zhou Feng standing like a sculpture, staring fixedly at himself, in the darkened room.

His vision was too dark, and he couldn't see Zhou Feng's expression clearly.

The leaves rustled, and the gaze that was staring at Piandian finally fell on Xuan Zhe. Inexplicably, the quasi-immortal, who was used to seeing big scenes, felt a little uneasy and nervous.

"Xuan Zhe." Zhou Feng shouted in a soft voice, as if he was afraid of scaring him, but how could he not know that Xuan Zhe's cultivation base is profound, so how could he be scared by his words.

"Ok?"

Xuan Zhe was looking at him just now, and he is also looking at him now, responding casually, the end of the voice is a little hoarse at night.

What is he looking at? He is watching the butterfly-like eyelashes tremble slightly when he is stimulated by a single word.

Xuan Zhe just looked at Zhou Feng with drooping eyelids, thinking, he is still so obedient.

"Why do you sleep here every day?" Zhou Feng's voice was as usual, casual and teasing.

Xuan Zhe jumped down from the tree, only one step away from him, and explained. "Not every day, just today."

Seeing that Zhou Feng's eyes were dull, and his pupils were dark under the pressure of the moon, he added another sentence. "Stay there during the day, savor the essence of the sun and the moon, and the aura of heaven and earth."

"How can there be moonlight during the day?" In the middle of the night, Zhou Feng asked indiscriminately. In fact, Zhou Feng didn't know what he was asking, but he didn't want to let him go like this, and wanted to say a few more words with Xuan Zhe.

"What's the matter with your injury?" Xuan Zhe stopped asking and answering those too meaningless questions, he was a little anxious and couldn't wait to ask.

Such urgency is extremely rare.

When the wood and stone swords came out and thousands of people were waiting on the front line to fight for it, he was never in a hurry.

Xuanzhe's feelings are cold and cold, the new dynasty changes into the old one, and when the Xuan's dynasty collapsed, he only felt that reincarnation changed, and he had his own destiny, and he never intervened in it.

But now, just because of the smell of blood on Zhou Feng's body, it is unknown how many injuries he has suffered.

He began to calculate that people in the small world cannot cultivate immortality, even if everyone wants to, but they can't, the law of heaven forbids it.If Zhou Feng couldn't ascend, wouldn't his lifespan be as short as a mayfly?

Xuan Zhe's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"I like you, you should feel it too." Zhou Feng still had a half-smile, sounding as usual, and said casually.

But why, the blue belt around the waist was twisted by those long and thin fingers, and then tangled up.

The heart that sank to the bottom began to recover a little bit, and it was different from before.

The previous heart was calm, but now it is itchy, like being scratched by some animal's paw, not too lightly or too hard.

When Zhou Feng kissed her, the itch gradually increased, and then a heart that had been floating in mid-air suddenly settled down.

Xuan Zhe stood on the spot with his hands down, not daring to move his stiff body, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

What is this doing?

Oh, could it be the same as last time, that he hit his lips again?

No, it's kissing.

There was a small voice, it was the little Xuan Zhe, who whispered decisively in his mind, with a little joy on his face.

He and Zhou Feng were kissing.

Ok……

So what should he do?

Thinking of this, Xuan Zhe raised his arm, and the always smart person now looks a bit clumsy.

He was inexperienced, and he didn't know where to put his hands. There was really no room, so he finally wrapped his arms around Zhou Feng's waist.

I have always known that he is diligent in practicing knives, and his flexibility must be top-notch, and he has also seen that graceful posture, tall and graceful.

Now that I touch it, I realize how seductive it is.The waist is so thin that you can hold it with two hands, just enough to hold it, and it doesn't look too slender.

Although there were many messy thoughts, he was already embracing Zhou Feng and kissing him in an instant.

The ignorant wolf cub will show his claws when he meets a partner who wants to be with him for a lifetime, let alone Xuan Zhe.

He was self-taught, deftly stuck out the tip of his tongue, and slid into Zhou Feng's mouth in a rebellious manner.

"Ah?" The eyes that were tightly closed just now opened, Zhou Feng was dumbfounded, how could he still be so close? !

He couldn't help opening his mouth, but Xuan Zhe, who was free, stepped in and kissed him even deeper.

"Is it good to kiss?" Zhou Feng smiled half-smile, leaning his head to kiss his ear, Ruyu's earlobe was dyed red, and he wanted to taste it a long time ago.

So tempting, he couldn't help it, and he squeezed that earball again.

Xuan Zhe's eyes were red from the fire. Before, he didn't think there was any good in sticking two pieces of meat together, but now...now...

He pinched Zhou Feng's waist fiercely, and kissed him again.

The ambiguous sound of water lasted for a long time.

Zhou Feng's eyes were full of water when he was kissed, and the ends of his eyes were moist, reflecting the little mole, which became brighter in the middle of the night.

He wiped away the wet saliva on his lips with one finger, and raised that finger with some meaning in front of Xuan Zhe's eyes. "Well, it's all your saliva."

Then, as expected, the redness on Xuan Zhe's ear tip began to spread in a large area.

Feeling inexplicably happy, seeing that Xuan Zhe didn't speak, he thought about it and "praise" him. "Kissing skills are good, have you missed me for a long time?"

Xiao Xiao thought of him for a long time, a long time? !

Xuan Zhe stared at him resentfully, and when his eyes touched those swollen lips and those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the anger disappeared quietly.

He still wants to kiss.

The little resentment turned into boundless lust.

"Xuan Zhe, you like me." Zhou Feng said affirmatively.

"Well, I like you."

The moon entered the empty court, and two people were drunk.

"How did you get hurt?" Zhou Feng didn't answer just now, so he asked again.

"It's a bit troublesome to pick a plant of alchemy medicine for senior brother." The injury is not serious, but Xuanzhe has a dog's nose.

What I wanted to say on weekdays seemed to finally have the opportunity.

Xuan Zhe rested his head on Zhou Feng's shoulder aggrieved, looking pitiful, his pupils were wet, and his lips were as red as the bunch of cherries on the table.

Zhou Feng's heart softened, and he turned his face and kissed him. "What's wrong?"

"You call him senior brother, but you only call me Xuan Zhe." He looked like he was fine, but now his eyelids are drooping, and he looks more pitiful——Anyway, Zhou Feng thinks so.

A low laugh, deep. "Then what should I call you, baby, or darling?"

The sweetness makes people panic.

The author says:

Xuanzhe is 1 and will not change!