Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

The way to Fengyumen this time is in a small flying boat controlled by Qing Jimo's spiritual power.

On the way, Shen Gunian asked him what had happened in the past three days when he was in a coma.

It turned out that the reason why Jimoqing took him to the Ice Valley after he was knocked into a coma was to soak in this hot spring to nourish his soul.

And that seemingly inconspicuous spring water, similar to ordinary hot springs, turned out to be the calming pool that can stabilize the soul, and it was also the... bathing pool of the Dragon Clan...

Then, Shen Gunian finally understood the meaning of Jimo Qing's phrase "feeling warm and thinking about lust", and couldn't help but curse again: "Old pervert..."

Anyone in the world of cultivating immortals knows what a dragon's nature is.

Even Shen Gunian, who has traveled through time and read too many novels, will understand that the bathing pool is used by dragons...

"Cough, cough, cough...stop, I don't need to go into so much detail about this." Sitting in Feizhou's small house, Shen Gunian raised his hand to stop Jimo Qing from finishing his words.

"I thought my younger brother wanted to know." Jimoqing looked at him with his chin resting on his shoulders, his phoenix eyes never moved away from him after he came out of the hot spring cave, especially when his eyes fell on Shen Gunian's rosy lips, they were especially dark .

Shen Gunian is now focused on the Li Hao who sneaked up on him, habitually took out the jerky from the storage bag, biting it while wondering: "Why did this Li Hao choose to attack me?"

This point confused Shen Gu Nian the most.

He has no contact with Li Hao at all, nor does he have any private hatred with him. To put it simply and crudely, he doesn't even know each other.

Do you dare to do such things in front of so many powerful eyes? Do you believe too much that you can control yourself without anyone noticing?

What's the use of controlling himself?

"I don't know." Jimoqing lowered his eyes, his voice was cool: "A dead person, don't worry about it."

Shen Gunian bit his jerky and squinted at him, pursing the corners of his lips and smiling slightly: "Are you still angry? I'm fine."

Alas, just imagine that there are few in this world like him, who have to comfort their boyfriend in turn when they are injured.

Jimoqing pursed her lips slightly, and said, "I didn't protect you."

If he had been more cautious, this kind of thing would not have happened.

Shen Gunian didn't think it was Jimoqing's fault, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder helplessly, rolled his eyes: "Don't talk like I'm a big man, if I lose you, I'll die immediately, even the ability to protect myself No, I'm not as weak as you think."

Speaking of it, you may believe that I have started to practice seriously, a real man who can kill even a zombie king!

Hearing this, Jimo Qing smiled lightly and teased, "Oh? Really?"

Shen Gunian compared the two people's current cultivation levels, swallowed the jerky guiltily, and smirked: "Hey, it's not that I haven't practiced seriously yet. After this competition, I will definitely try my best to catch up with you."

After Shen Gunian finished saying this, he didn't notice Jimo Qing's strange eyes, and continued: "I'm at the peak of foundation building now, when I return to the sect, I should be about to start the competition of inner disciples..."

Before he finished speaking, Jimo Qing suddenly held Shen Gu Nian's hand, and under Shen Gu Nian's suspicious eyes, played with his fingers, raised his eyebrows and said, "Go on, I'm listening."

Shen Gunian said in a daze, looked at his hand held by Jimo Qing, and muttered: "It's not as good-looking as yours."

Jimo Qing couldn't help laughing, her eyes darkened slightly, she leaned into his ear and said softly: "Is the little junior brother's hand good? Senior brother can feel it most clearly today."

Shen Gunian's whole body almost burned on the spot, and he stuffed the half-eaten jerky into his mouth in annoyance, and cursed: "Don't let your mind think any more."

No one can bear to wave casually!

Jimoqing smiled and bit off half of the jerky, and Danfeng's eyes shone with starry light: "Senior brother doesn't say anything, but senior brother likes hard work."

Shen Gunian: I didn't expect that even jerky would not stop him from talking coquettishly, Shen Gunian angrily snatched back the jerky that was stuffed into Jimo Qing, and ate it himself.

Jimo Qing didn't respond, and looked at Shen Gu Nian in silence, his cheeks filled with anger, bulging and moving around, like a hamster stealing food.

After a while, Jimoqing asked: "Little brother, is it delicious?"

Shen Gu Nian rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, of course it's delicious."

Can the jerky he made himself be delicious?

Jimoqing touched the corner of his lips with fingertips, and under Shen Gunian's puzzled eyes, repeated a sentence: "Little brother, brother, I ask you, is the jerky delicious?"

Shen Gunian's heart beat slightly.

Jimoqing smiled softly, and her Danfeng eyes rested on his lips: "Brother thinks that the jerky that my junior brother has eaten is even more delicious."

Shen Gunian realized that his whole body had been cooked.

Damn it, Jimo Qing, you are a "beast in clothes", this is to remind him that the jerky sticks to both sides and was eaten by him, are you indirectly asking him "is it sweet or not"?

Hey!

"Get lost—" Shen Gu Nian swallowed the jerky, kicked Jimo Qing's calf, got up and walked out of the cabin to get some fresh air.

If you don't blow it off, everyone else will die.

Jimoqing's laughter came from the cabin and lasted for a long time.

The speed of a small flying boat can travel thousands of miles a day, and Jimo Qing specially increased the speed, it only took two hours to go from the Hanmen sect to the Fengyumen.

And during these two hours, Shen Gunian realized how boring the "open" Jimo Qing really is.

That's right, during these two hours, Shen Gunian gave Jimo Qing a new word: Mensao Man.

In the courtyard of Fengyumen, Zhuang Su rested his chin on his hands, squatting on a corridor step sullenly, suddenly heard something strange coming from the sky, looked up, his eyes lit up, and excitedly said: "Senior brother Shen, you are back!"

Shen Gu Nian just got off the flying boat, Zhuang Su rushed over to give him a big hug, but Jimo Qing pressed his fan against his chest with a smile.

Zhuang Su looked at Qing Jimo innocently, and took a step back in fear for no reason.

Elder Brother Jimo looked at him with a little scary look.

"I'm fine, I'm worrying you." Shen Gu Nian raised his hand and patted Zhuang Su's head like an elder, just as he glared at Jimo Qing.

Zhuang Su didn't think there was anything wrong with this movement, but when others saw it, they would feel that it was the father comforting his child.

"Senior Brother Shen, are you really healed?" Zhuang Su clenched his fists with worry in his eyes and said angrily, "It's all because of that evil cultivator!"

Shen Gunian didn't know the real purpose of the evil cultivator, nor was he sure whether Li Hao was an evil cultivator, and he didn't explain it to Zhuang Su. Jimo Qing coughed, "Why are you still here?"

The meaning of driving people away couldn't be more obvious.

Jimo Qing glanced at Zhuang Su.

Shen Gunian: Is he still thinking about the belt?

Zhuang Su quietly hid behind Shen Gu Nian, woo woo woo... Senior brother Jimo's eyes are so scary.