Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Luo Yi flew past Zhuang Su on a gourd, and called out, "Junior Brother Zhuang, why are you standing there?"

Zhuang Su came back to her senses, scratched the back of her head with suspicion on her face, and said hesitantly: "Just now I seemed...to see a tail growing behind Senior Brother Shen, and it was wagging towards Senior Senior Jimo."

Luo Yi looked delicately at Zhuang Su's innocent eyes, and said slowly, "Are you calling Junior Brother Shen a dog?"

Zhuang Su: Ever since I got acquainted with Senior Brother Shen, the senior brothers I know all speak strangely.

"Junior Brother Zhuang." Qiukui's voice came from behind the two of them. There are five disciples participating in the competition from Beast Control Peak this time, and Qiukui is one of them.

Zhuang Su Yujian followed behind Luo Yi, and turned around with a puzzled expression on hearing this: "Senior Sister Qiukui?"

Qiukui looked left and right, wondering: "Where is Junior Brother Shen? I seemed to see him with you just now."

Zhuang Su pointed to the chariot leaving in front of him: "Brother Shen followed Senior Brother Jimo and left. Is there something important for Senior Sister Qiukui to find Senior Brother Shen?"

Qiu Kui shook his head: "It's not a big deal, but last time Junior Brother Shen said he wanted to see Xiaoxue Mastiff, this time I came out, I brought it too."

Zhuang Su snorted, and said: "Senior Brother Shen and Senior Brother Jimo just left, they are right in front, you can go find him."

Qiukui glanced at the chariot going away, then looked away and said, "Forget it, it won't be too late when we get to Fengyumen."

The three of them chatted and Yu Jian followed behind them, while Han Luoying silently looked at them, and followed along with several other Yaodao disciples.

And Shen Gunian over there was a little restless.

He felt very uncomfortable because of Han Luoying's actions and eyes following Jimo Qing, so he forgot about his awkward emotions and got on the chariot in one go.

This chariot exuding jewels was luxurious and luxurious, and the seats could accommodate three people. After Shen Gunian sat on it, he consciously vacated the middle seat.

He thought that after Jimo Qing sat down, the two of them would be separated by a seat so that he wouldn't be cramped and nervous.

However, Shen Gunian didn't know how stubborn Jim Moqing was. He knew the intention of his actions, but sat down against his shoulder.

Before Shen Gunian could react, Jimoqing tilted his body and rested his head on his shoulder, and the scent of sandalwood came to his nostrils. Immediately afterwards, Jimoqing said with a lazy tone of smile, "Little brother, let senior brother rest a while."

Shen Gunian's body was stiff, motionless, his heart was pounding so hard that he couldn't control himself, he turned his head and silently looked at the retreating trees beside him, and said for a while: "Oh..."

He is not nervous, he is not nervous, he has to learn to adapt to control his emotions, now is the best time for him to exercise his heart.

Shen Gunian secretly clenched his fists, not realizing that Jimo Qing closed his eyes, but quietly raised the corners of his lips.

At this time, the female disciple's voice came from next to her ear, distracting Shen Gunian's attention from Jimo Qing.

"Senior Sister Han... Senior Sister Han? Are you okay?" The female disciple of Medicine Island looked worried: "Your face suddenly turned so ugly, is it because you are unwell?"

Han Luoying concealed the shock in her eyes, she bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, her face was very ugly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she retracted her eyes, tried to raise the corners of her lips, her smile was far-fetched, and she said in a weak voice: "I, I really feel a little uncomfortable .”

Before the female disciples from Medicine Island cared about asking, several male disciples from Fengyumen who were in charge of escorting rushed over, all of them showing concern and flattery on their faces.

And Shen Gu Nian, who saw all this from the corner of his eye, silently raised his eyebrows and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Even if it's a woman, don't even think about robbing him!

Jimo Qing lightly rubbed his head on his shoulder, and Shen Gu Nian's neck was itchy because of the scratches in his hair. After finding a comfortable position, he remained motionless.

Shen Gunian subconsciously adjusted the angle of his shoulders, lowered his eyes quietly, and took a panoramic view of Jimo Qing's thick and long eyelashes, straight nose bridge and thin pink lips.

The bright afterglow of the starry eyes quietly swayed, the man he fell in love with was really good-looking.

The movements of the two people's backs seemed intimate, and the atmosphere was harmonious, and others could not get close to them. Many disciples passed by on the way, and they only dared to glance at them curiously.

Each sect has its own jurisdiction, and there will be disciples stationed at the border.

Although Fengyumen is the No.11 sect, their ability should not be underestimated. Their development scale is almost the same as that of the poor sect.

There are even rumors that in the next Zongmen ranking list, the Fengyumen will push the Impoverished Sect out of the top ten.

The rumors have been going on for a long time, and they have gradually become a thorn in Feng Yumen's heart.

And this time the competition between the two sects was also a scene that Fengyumen had been looking forward to for a long time, so when the humble sect arrived at the border of Fengyumen's jurisdiction, Fengyumen deliberately put on a big show.

Just the chariot that Shen Gu Nian is sitting on now is a rare colorful pearl chariot dragged by a tayan horse. The chariot is inlaid with precious stones that look like jewels. In fact, they are all rare colored top-grade crystals, which are very valuable. .

When the chariot of Tayan Horse, carrying the scent overflowing and shining colorful lights, gallops from the sky, it is eye-catching both in terms of momentum and scene.

Shen Gunian looked down from the chariot at the bustling town below, and soon entered the real storm gate.

There are endless mountain ranges, isolated peaks protruding into the sky, swift rivers falling from floating islands into the river, birds and animals appearing frequently in the forest, flowers and trees are lush and lush, it is really a good place with outstanding talents.

When everyone reached the Wind and Rain Gate, the sun in the sky was completely submerged, and night fell quietly.

The chariot stopped, and Ta Yanju raised his head and neighed.

A disciple of Fengyumen trotted over from the side, took out a white fruit and fed it to Ta Yanju, and said respectfully: "The guest room has been prepared for fellow Taoists, and the banquet has already been prepared, we just wait for you to take your seats."

After finishing speaking, the disciples of Fengyumen drove to other chariots.

"Senior brother, we're here." Shen Gunian called out, with doubts in his eyes, is Jimo Qing sleeping so deeply?

Jimoqing soon "woke up", opened his eyes and sat up straight, and said lazily, "Are you here so soon?"

Shen Gunian reached out and rubbed his shoulders, subconsciously not used to the cooling of his body temperature.

Suddenly, Jimo Qing stretched out his hand and pinched Shen Gu Nian's shoulder and neck with a smile. He was so frightened that he was caught by the neck like a cat. He jumped from the chariot and almost hit the roof of the car. His starry eyes widened and he stammered: "You, what are you doing?"

Jimoqing lowered his raised hand slowly, put his elbow on the back of the chariot seat, rested his chin on the back of his hand, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother sees that Junior Brother is tired, and wants to help Junior Brother loosen his muscles and bones, but Junior Brother's reaction..."

Jimoqing stood up abruptly and forced Shen Gunian to the corner of the chariot. Danfeng eyes narrowed to Shen Gunian's flustered starry eyes, and said meaningfully: "Do you hate being touched by senior brother?"

Shen Gu Nian retorted subconsciously: "It's not—"

How could he hate Jimo Qing's touch, he was just, just nervous.

Jimo Qing's face continued to approach, the breathing of the two blended, and it seemed that they could feel the heartbeat of each other, becoming rapid and anxious.

Just when Shen Gunian thought that Jimoqing saw that he liked him, Jimoqing suddenly turned around, jumped off the chariot, opened the fan in his hand and swayed gently, turned his back to Shen Guqingnian and said with a smile: "Little brother, let's go!" gone."

Shen Gunian froze in place for a few seconds, then blushed in the next moment, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Fuck, Jimo Qing, you're teasing me again!"