Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

Chapter 137 The Immortal Touches My Top

How far is the distance between the righteous way and the devil way.

Feng Yun didn't care, even if he was besieged by righteous Taoists that time, and he was grabbed and beaten by his master after returning home, he didn't care.

"They're all men, what are you afraid of?" He smiled, and pulled Bai Yumo from the bank into the river. Did not say.

The turbulent river water submerged his waist and abdomen, and Ling Yunzong's light blue and white clothes were soon more than half wet.

Feng Yun asked him, "You are not angry when I treat you like this, did you fall in love with me at first sight, and you fell in love with me?"

"Who says I'm not angry!" Bai Yumo glared at him, and said stiffly, "I just think it's dirty, so I want to take a bath too!"

"Oh...then you wash and take off your clothes." Feng Yun raised his eyebrows, looking arrogant.

He is a demon king in the Chasin Demon Sect, and even Fang Yuanze can't control him, and now he has restrained his temper if he didn't do anything directly.

Bai Yumo knew why he was so provocative, it was just an aggressive method, but he just wanted to be fooled, even if he knew that there were different ways to fight evil, he was willing.

He took off the belt of his tunic, and the robe hung down, floating endlessly with the river, blue and white like the clear and flawless sky and clouds.

The outer fir has faded away, and the clear silk inside has been wet, revealing a faint flesh color.

Feng Yun's breathing became heavier as the cumbersome clothes were taken off, and finally he turned around suddenly when Bai Yumo was about to take off the last piece of clothes.

"Okay, you won. I can't stand it anymore. I don't want to be eaten by a demon disciple like me, so I quickly wash it up."

He turned his back, revealing the jagged and criss-crossed scars on his back, which were scars many years ago. Because there was no medicine, the final healing depended on his own tenacious vitality.

Bai Yumo's hand stopped at the movement of opening the skirt, but after a moment, he stepped forward, the river was rushing, and he put his hand on the scar, "Why are there so many scars?"

"Huh? Because I couldn't beat others, I was beaten by others." Feng Yun tilted his head indifferently, "I can't see, is it ugly?"

"It's okay, but it's best...Be careful in the future." Bai Yumo touched those intertwined scars, his thin white and slender fingers formed a shocking contrast with the scarred back.

"I have medicine to remove scars." Bai Yumo said softly.

"Huh? Are you injured? Why do you have this kind of medicine?" Feng Yun was taken aback, and immediately turned around to look over. He didn't care about his injury, but cared more about why Bai Yumo had the medicine for removing scars.

Bai Yumo looked up at him, "Just be prepared, this will come in handy."

"Well, if you want to give me medicine, I can do it." Feng Yun looked up and down, and when he turned to go back, he reached out and touched it.

Feel better than expected.

"Dengtuzi." Bai Yumo blushed, but still touched the medicine meticulously.

At night, the two people who hadn't figured out how to get out sat in front of the dilapidated hut and roasted the fire. Fortunately, there was still some food in the storage spirit ring. Of course, there was only Bigu Dan in Bai Yumo's storage spirit ring. Disgusted.

"Hey, do you like me or not?" Feng Yun's face was flushed red by the light of the fire, and the light and shadow danced accordingly.

Bai Yumo changed his clothes again, it was still white, and sat cross-legged on Feng Yun's clothes to meditate, his whole body was clean and free from dust.

Feng Yun likes Bai Yumo, from the first time he saw him, he liked it very much, and he liked it so much that he took the initiative to use his clothes as cushions for others.

Bai Yumo glanced at him and asked back, "What about you?"

"Of course I like you. If I don't like you, I will burn this house and people down on my bed if I don't like it. It's in my eyes."

"Hmph, don't worry, I won't take off my clothes and climb on your bed."

"You don't have to climb...you just stand there, I will take it off for you, climb for you, stay with me, you just do what you like, and leave the rest to me."

Feng Yun moved his position and sat down beside Bai Yumo, "What do you think?"

"It's okay, stay away from me."

"Really? Do you really want me to stay away from you?"

Bai Yumo nodded, and saw Feng Yun really get up and pat his butt.

"Okay, brother won't accompany you anymore." Feng Yun raised his foot and walked into the dilapidated room.

Bai Yumo blinked, then closed his eyes to use his spiritual power, but after a while, he opened them again.

The meat roasted on the fire is already cooked and exudes a strong fragrance.

He pursed his lips and shouted into the room: "Feng Yun..."

There was no movement in the room, "Feng Yun?"

Still no movement.

Bai Yumo stood up, and quickly walked towards the broken house. Although it seemed that there were only the two of them in this place, who knew there would be any other dangers.

"Feng Yun, you..."

"Ah!" Feng Yun roared from behind the door, making Bai Yumo tremble with fright.

"Scared?" Feng Yun said with a smile: "Are you worried about me just now?"

Bai Yumo took a deep breath, "No! If I worry about you, I'll be free."

"Hey, hey, don't go." Feng Yun blocked the door, "I was just joking with you, why did you keep avoiding me?"

"When did I avoid you?"

"Anytime, anywhere." Feng Yun pushed Bai Yumo to a bronze mirror in the room. When he came in, he had wiped the mirror. At this moment, Bai Yumo and Feng Yun were clearly reflected on the mirror. look.

Feng Yun clicked on the mirror, "Look at me in the mirror, and then look at your own eyes, tell me, don't you love me?"

In the mirror, Feng Yun leaned his head on Bai Yumo's shoulder, his eyes were full of tender love.

Bai Yumo didn't even dare to look directly into Feng Yun's eyes in the mirror, but when he looked at himself, the uncompromising emotion in his eyes turned out to be scorching hot.

"I am a demon, I have killed many people, I do not deny this, nor do I justify this."

Feng Yun said: "I understand that you don't want to admit or accept it. It's fine to part ways after going out. But now, at least you can't say anything against me with such a look in your eyes."

Bai Yumo closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was clear. His voice was cold, "In terms of acting like a baby, it's better for him himself."

The long sword thrust out, and Feng Yun's disbelieving expression turned into a puff of dissipated smoke in the air.

Bai Yumo took a sword flower casually, and split the mirror in two, the illusion disappeared, he blinked and returned to reality.

"Feng Yun!" He saw Feng Yun lying on the ground, and immediately walked over to help him up.

The latter opened his eyes in a daze not long after, and the first thing he said when he saw Bai Yumo was.

"I saw you really undressed and crawled on my bed. I almost couldn't wake up."

Bai Yumo hammered Feng Yun's chest angrily, "If you can't wake up, just go with that illusion."

"Then I won't be able to live with you after I wake up." Feng Yun coughed twice, and muttered: "I might as well live with him, at least I can crawl into my bed naked."

"Shut up! What did you do to have this illusion?"

"Well... I just want to clean up. Seeing that you like to be clean, don't be so dirty that you can't sleep." Feng Yun stood up and pulled Bai Yumo up again.

The two-way mirror on the table is completely broken, and it must be the fault of it.

"I thought there was no danger." Feng Yun walked over to pick it up.

"What a pity, I was almost snatched away by it, tsk tsk tsk, if you didn't want to move by yourself in the illusion, I really don't know what, why are you hitting me?"

Feng Yun covered his head, looked at Bai Yumo with a smile, "I told you the story, and I didn't lie to you."

"Shut up!" Bai Yumo's face was blushing, it took him a long time to recover, and he said, "Then do you know what you told me in the illusion?"

He repeated what Feng Yun said in the illusion.

Feng Yun frowned, and shook his body, "Hey...you don't have to be responsible for the fact that he wants to be prostituted by you for nothing."

Anyway, it was impossible for Feng Yun to do such a loss-making business.

"Let me tell you, Bai Yumo, if you make up your mind, don't say whether you will be righteous or evil after you go out, I will kill anyone who dares to stop us from being together!"

"What about my master?"

"Your master... Then I will reason with him. I believe that I can educate you so well. Your master must not be a pedantic person!"

"Hmph, with your current cultivation base, even if you can convince my master..."

"I will become stronger, stronger!"

Feng Yun interrupted him with a serious tone, "It won't take long, I promise, if you are worried about this, then I can come to you after I become stronger. After this secret realm, I can retreat, you..."

Bai Yumo wasn't listening to his nagging promises. Although it was incredible, he believed everything the other party said.

"Actually, not all the things in the illusion are hallucinations. You did appear in my desire, and that's enough."

Bai Yumo is not an indecisive and procrastinating person. He doesn't like to repeatedly bring out a relationship to deliberate and deliberate. He prefers to believe in his current love.

Feng Yun is a wind that cannot be grasped, a cloud that cannot be grasped, his name is light and light, and like his personality, he is extremely free, free and easy, and willful and reckless.

But he is still a person after all, when he meets someone who has been in love for thousands of years, the wind will stop, the clouds will condense into water, and the ink will smudge, and the love will be drawn on the white paper.

Feng Yun understood Bai Yumo's meaning, and put his arms around Xiao Xiang's waist without any politeness.

It felt so good that it made his heart tremble.

After the kiss was over, Bai Yumo blushed belatedly, and lay on Feng Yun's shoulder panting.

"There's food on the fire outside..."

"It's all messed up, let's just look at me." Feng Yun was glad that he came in early and cleaned the bed.

He easily untied Bai Yumo's belt, and put it in his storage ring, "They are all cultivators, and they are still greedy for food and drink."

Bai Yumo glared at him, "I don't know who said before that if a cultivator eats Bigu pills every day, his mouth will fade away, and his cultivation still can't catch up with him."

Feng Yun laughed muffled, "I'm not eating."

"What to eat?"

"My wife."

"Who is your wife."

……

"Why are you smirking?" Fang Yuanze, who was dressed in red, slapped Feng Yun's head hard, and said in a stern voice, "You said you want to retreat?"

"Ang, Master." Feng Yun nodded, "I want to retreat, I want to be number one in the world."

"Heh, I'm still number one in the world. I'm going to die of laughter." Fang Yuanze shook his head, and said casually: "Retreat, just retreat, tell me what you are doing?"

"Hey, Master——" Feng Yun leaned over to hit him on the shoulder, "Master, when I'm retreating, please do me a favor——"

Fang Yuanze nodded, and said lazily: "Tell me..."

"You help me look at the Bai Yumo of Lingyunzong, the one I saw on the ring before."

"Huh? Did he mess with you?"

"What's the matter, my daughter-in-law, you don't have to worry about taking care of me, just don't let him be in danger." Feng Yun looked at him pitifully.

Fang Yuanze's head hurts, "What are you talking about? They are righteous, and they need my protection from a demon."

"I beg you, master, dad...do you have the heart to watch me go mad because I'm worried about my daughter-in-law when I'm in retreat?"

"Oh, that's all right, all right, stop shaking..." Fang Yuanze looked disgusted, but still nodded reluctantly, "All right, for the sake of calling me dad, I will promise you if you call me again."

"Tsk..."

"I see you are very upset."

"No way, dad."

"No way, master!" Bai Yumo's ears turned red, "I'm not wearing the wrong clothes... It's just that the belt of this dress has been stolen."

Ji Junwu nodded disbelievingly, "Okay, what kind of thieves steal a belt, it's really wicked, okay, what do you want from me?"

"I..." Bai Yumo calmed down, but still added uneasy: "I told you not to be angry, it has something to do with... and the magic cultivator who ran to the ring and said he wanted to compete with me."

"Ang, that demon cultivator, you won't meet in the secret realm, are you? Are you not injured? Did you win the fight?"

"It's not a question of winning or not fighting."

"Well... well, as long as you and him are not going to be a Taoist couple, I can quite accept it."

Ji Junwu nodded, looked at Bai Yumo looking straight at him, and after a long silence, he said in disbelief: "Isn't it? You, you, you..."

He said "you" three times in a row, but he couldn't say anything.

Bai Yumo knelt on the ground.

"Master, I'm serious. He's the only one in this life. I'm telling you because I respect you, and I don't think there's any need to hide this matter. I just fell in love with a disciple of the Demonic Dao. How can you punish me? All accepted."

"How can I punish you? You almost made me lose my temper." Ji Junwu pinched his brows, "What, you... When did you start?"

"It was love at first sight in the arena, secret realm, secret realm... together." Bai Yumo blushed again.

They stayed there for an unknown amount of time, and they had already done what they should and should not have done.

Ji Junwu felt that his blood was about to flow backwards, "You...I, oh, are you really ready? Is he really ready? Are you really...forget it, you are not impulsive Son, okay, from today onwards, go to retreat for me, and come out to mess around when your cultivation base is high, and don’t regret it when you are besieged.”

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