Master sees my hairy

He didn't rest for a moment when he got up, and he was drunk too much wine at the dinner party. When he returned to the Tibetan Wind Palace, he couldn't even stand still. Naturally, he slept deeply all night and didn't accomplish anything.

Later, he was busy going through the formalities for immortal registration, and he also helped the emperor train the lion cubs. Bai Zang was always sorting out the documents in the fairy medicine academy, and the two of them hadn't seen each other for several days.

He didn't react until Bai Zang was stuffed with a box of ointment by the medicine boy from the Immortal Medicine Academy.

This is outrageous.

Throwing away the work in hand, Bai Zang ran directly from Xianyaoyuan to Shanglingyuan to lead Xi Feng home.

"What's the matter, Master?" Xi Feng was exactly like Burning Bones, teaching a group of half-grown lion cubs how to fight.

These are the cubs of the war lions in the fairy world, and they will follow the heavenly soldiers and generals on the battlefield in the future.For a while, he didn't know where to arrange Xi Feng, so the Emperor of Heaven asked him to help take these cubs first.

The little lions were all fluffy, and when they saw a stranger, they all looked at Baizang with their dark round eyes, and his heart softened immediately.

"I'm... all right." Baizang knelt down, touched the nearest lion cub, and said with a smile, "I just came to see how you are doing. When will it be over?"

Although Bai Zang didn't say anything, Xi Feng sensed that something was wrong with him, so he returned to his human form: "Today's training has been completed, and it can end at any time."

"Really." Bai Zang stood up and gave him a natural arm, "Then let's go home."

Just as Xi Feng was about to respond, a small white lion suddenly jumped onto his lap, instantly turning into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with snow-white skin and round eyes staring at Bai Zang: "He can't go!"

"Why not?" Bai Zang asked.

"I haven't learned it yet! Master, I want to learn how you breathe fire, it's amazing!" The little lion grabbed Xi Feng's other arm and shook it coquettishly.

The corner of Xi Feng's mouth twitched, and he quickly pulled his arm back, sternly refusing: "No."

"Why not!" The other party insisted.

"That's my talent, you can't learn it. It's better to practice what I taught today."

Xi Feng expected that he would pester him again, so after saying this, he hurriedly dragged Baizang away from Shangling Garden, leaving the little lion to hop around.

Back in the Tibetan Wind Hall, with a hook of Bai Zang's finger, all the doors and windows were closed, and the barriers fell perfectly, leaving only the two of them in the entire Tibetan Wind Hall.

Xi Feng was pushed against a screen by him, with the fan handle across his neck.

"Xi Feng, we've been married for several days. What do you mean you hang out with those lion ghosts every day?"

"..." Xi Feng was dumbfounded, completely ignorant of what Bai Zang was singing, and subconsciously defended himself in a low voice, "It's not fooling around...it's work."

"Oh——" Bai Zang dragged his voice, his eyes slid from Xi Feng's eyebrows to his lips, and then fell to his Adam's apple pressed by the handle of the fan, and the looming collarbone fossa between his neckline.

"So you're ignoring me for the sake of the Heavenly Emperor?"

He snorted coldly on purpose, his eyes flew out obliquely, pretending to be looking at Hongfeng on the screen.

Xi Feng would be really stupid if he didn't understand now.

However, he didn't intend to coax Bai Zang so easily, instead he flattened his mouth, "Isn't it to stay in the fairyland with you... I dare not refuse what the Emperor of Heaven ordered. I practiced with those brats for several days , my back hurts to death..."

When Bai Zang heard his back pain, he immediately restrained his expression, raised his hand to support Xi Feng's waist, while slowly passing the pure spiritual power, raised his head, and asked him seriously: "Is it better?"

"No, it still hurts." Xi Feng frowned, as if it really happened.

This time Baizang also frowned, and lowered his head to untie his clothes: "Are you hurt? Show me."

As soon as he lowered his head, the white neck was lying in front of Xi Feng's eyes, like a tender lotus root, exuding a sweet smell.

As soon as Xi Feng thought about it, he opened his mouth and gnawed on it.

"Hiss..." Baizang was startled, and he stretched out his hand to push him, but he was firmly held back, his hot and moist lips kissed from the side of his neck all the way to the tips of his ears, igniting fire all over his body and heart.

The long and slender fingers supporting Xi Feng's waist immediately tightened, and he pinched twice with gritted teeth: "Are you kidding me?!"

"No, it really hurts." Xi Feng didn't want to let go of him, so he hugged Bai Zang directly in this posture, and walked to the bedroom.

Bai Zang was forced to hang on his body, and he could only hug Xi Feng's neck tightly until he was placed on the bed covered with a brocade quilt.

When he withdrew his hand, the small porcelain box containing the ointment rolled out of his sleeve and lay on the red brocade quilt, the pure white color pierced Bai Zang's face and ears.

He hurriedly reached out to get it, but Xi Feng moved faster and had already taken the medicine box in his hand: "What is this?"

"The medicine for bruises, I brought from the Immortal Medicine Academy, it's just right for your back injury." Bai Zang said hastily with an idea.

Xi Feng dubiously opened the lid of the box and smelled it: "Are you sure?"

His actions made Baizang unsure. Could it be that Xi Feng also understands medicine?Can you tell the effect of the ointment just by smelling it?

"If you don't believe me, return it to me..." Bai Zang hurriedly raised his hand to snatch the medicine box from Xi Feng's hand.

"I believe, I believe." Xi Feng blocked his hand and put the medicine box on the small cabinet beside the bed, "I'll use it in a while."

Saying so, he stretched out his hand to unbutton Baizang's waist seal, and went to pull the two thin belts.

Bai Zang tilted his head slightly, his eyes half closed, acquiescing to his actions.

Long, long ago, on the frozen Kunlun Snowfield thousands of miles away, they also spent several nights hugging each other in a pool of hot springs.Bai Zang had long forgotten the details of that time, and only remembered that he was in severe pain, so Xi Feng kissed him little by little, very gently, just like now.

"Xi Feng." Bai Zang called him suddenly, holding a lock of his hair hanging down.

"Yeah." Xi Feng raised his head. He didn't know what Bai Zang was thinking of, but he vaguely felt that his expression was slightly wrong. He thought he was afraid, so he comforted him, "I'll take it easy, don't be afraid."

In fact, Baizang was not afraid, but inexplicably nervous.It wasn't that he was nervous about the next bond, but because of the red brocade quilt under his body and Xi Feng's serious expression.

So he hooked Xi Feng's neck to pull him down, and ran his fingers across the folded skirts, peeling off the fabric that got in the way.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Xi Feng laughed, but followed Bai Zang's intention and took off all his clothes.

He had already erased the scars on his body that made people feel distressed just by looking at them, so that Bai Zang would not be touched by the sight again.However, the flame pattern from the time of the life contract was still intact, burning on his left chest.

As expected, Bai Zang stretched out his finger and stroked it lightly.

It was obviously the temperature of the skin, but he actually felt a little hot, the beating heartbeat came through the thin skin, and Bai Zang withdrew his hand all of a sudden.

"I'll leave you a little later..." Xi Feng had already untied Bai Zang's clothes, and he reached in with his palms, stretched down his waist, and pinched a lump of soft flesh, "here no?"

Bai Zang: "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xi Feng continued to talk to himself, and changed the position of his fingers: "Here?"

His thighs trembled like an electric shock, so Bai Zang had no choice but to dodge his movements, and glanced aside: "Can you talk less?"

"That's where it was just now." Xi Feng didn't shut up, but smiled even more, "I like it."

Bai Zang: "..."

The so-called soul contract means that two people will meet each other, leaving their own imprint on the other's soul, which cannot be changed and indelible, and there is only one person in every lifetime.

But there are thousands of Taoist companions in the world, and few people are willing to form a soul bond with their Taoist companions in a real way.

After all, it is living together and dying together, it is the mutual support of spirit and soul, it will last longer than dry sea and stone, and it will never change from ancient times.

Bai Zang originally thought that his new body was forged with Xi Feng's spiritual blood, and the two of them were connected by blood, so they wouldn't be too sad when they formed a soul bond. live.

It was completely different from Yuexi's soul-devouring pain, it seemed like countless bugs were gnawing on his bones, and it felt like flames were burning along the meridians, it felt itchy and hot.

Xi Feng clung to him tightly, a look of blood flashed across his eyes, and the burning fire suddenly set ablaze the brocade quilt on the bed.

In the fierce flames, Baizang frowned, a sheet of thin ice quickly spread out from under his body, shielding him from the scorching heat of the burning fire.

At this moment, the excitement of the two heavens of ice and fire forced tears to roll out of the corners of Baizang's eyes: "I can't do it, I'm going to die..."

Xi Feng's canine teeth are touching the soft flesh on the side of his neck, and with a little more force, the fangs can pierce through there, tasting the freshest and warmest blood.

But he lowered his head and dawdled a few times, finally retracted his teeth and stopped his movements.

The fire and the ice melted away, and Baizang lay naked on a piece of charred ashes, with a look of confusion in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"...I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Xi Feng replied sullenly.

Bai Zang was taken aback for a moment, his lips parted slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, but raised his arms to cover half of his face.

Xi Feng suddenly became tense, thinking that he was not feeling well, but soon found that the man was trembling all over, so he grabbed his arm and pulled it down to see that the tip of his nose was already red from laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Xi Feng was a little at a loss.

"Laugh at your cuteness." Baizang hooked his neck with another hand, pressed against his forehead, and said in a low voice, "I'll tell you a little secret..."

"what?"

Bai Zang squeezed his eyes and said narrowly, "Don't believe what men say on the bed."

Xi Feng seems