[Ancient Sword] Melancholy at Mausoleum

Qinchuan at night is very lively, people come and go outside the window, because there are not enough vacant rooms in the inn, Lingduan and Shaoxia squeezed into one room, Zhaolin and the others like to be lively, and they went out as soon as it was dark, the wind was clear and the snow was snowing I don't know where he went, only Lingduan and Shaoxia were left behind.

"Second Senior Brother, are your injuries healed? Is there any root cause left? Is there any other discomfort? Is the medicine I sent back enough? Is there anything else I need? As long as Second Senior Brother's injury can It's getting better, I'll find a way to get whatever I need." Once he entered the room, the indifferent image of the young hero disappeared, and he asked a lot of questions eagerly, while probing the veins of the mausoleum, completely forgetting that he was It will not detect the pulse.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me. Otherwise, the head master won't let me go down the mountain. Brother Tu Su, don't worry about it." Ling Duan patted his chest to express that he was fine.

"Really?" Shaoxia directly pressed Ling Duan on the bed, and stretched out his hand to check his clothes.

Ling Duan said dumbfoundingly: "I'm really fine! His veins are broken and he looks like he has no wounds."

The young man stared blankly at Ling Duan's chest, a large piece of snow-white skin exposed by the ripped off clothes, and some black marks looming under the skin. He stretched out his hand and landed on the black mark. The not-so-smooth skin left behind by Fen Ji when the evil spirit got out of control was under his hand, and he rubbed it lightly, his eyes darkened.

Lingduan saw Shaoxia looking at the wound in a daze, thinking that he was guilty again, and was about to speak, when he suddenly found that Shaoxia's eyes turned red. He was startled, blinked his eyes to take a closer look, and relaxed Tone, it turned out that he was wrong, he pushed away the young man's hand and put on his clothes.

"Junior Brother Tu Su, why didn't you go back to Tianyong City? Is it because of Lu Yi's death? Or because of the ghost-masked man?" Ling Duan finally couldn't help asking what he wanted to ask.

Shaoxia took a deep look at Ling Duan, stood up and walked to the window: "Whether it's Lu Yi or the ghost-masked man, their purpose of approaching me is ultimately for the Fenji Sword. I have nothing to fear."

"Then why don't you go back?"

"Second brother, do you still remember what I said in the forbidden area of ​​Tianyong City?"

"Of course I remember! I remember every word you said, and I have never forgotten it." Ling Duan said seriously.

"Yeah, at that time I said, second senior brother, as long as you don't think I'm a monster, I'll always be by your side, but when you almost died again because of the evil spirit of burning silence, I was really scared. Seeing you lying unconscious on the cold bed, as if you would leave me at any moment, I am really scared, what if you really die because of me?" The voice of the young man in this night It looked so peaceful that it made people want to cry.

"During the days when I was wandering outside, I missed those days in Tianyong City all the time, those beautiful memories. Every day when I opened my eyes, I would think, what are the senior brothers doing? Is the second senior brother in the house again? Practice swords with them, but I dare not go back, I will always be injured if I am with the second senior brother, if staying away from the second senior brother can make the second senior brother live well, I would rather not return to Tianyong City for the rest of my life."

"Why are you thinking nonsense again?"

Every time I feel sad, Shaoxia will always stand there quietly, with calm eyes, and clenched his fingers tightly, making people feel that he is so lonely, he always makes people feel distressed, and Lingduan walks to the window Before, holding the young man's hand, wanting to dilute the lonely atmosphere, he looked at the young man's black eyes, the obsidian-like eyes were calm, but there was a trace of fragility and struggle deep in the calm eyes.

Ling Duan suddenly stretched out his hand and flicked Shaoxia's forehead lightly, "This is punishment, how many times have I said it, we are good brothers, since we are brothers, we naturally have to face things together, next time we don't have to say goodbye Do you know that the second senior brother leaves alone?"

"...En!" Shaoxia nodded hesitantly, can he still follow the second senior brother all the time?

"Say, why are you here? Why are you with Feng Qingxue?" Ling Duan asked, completely unaware that his tone sounded like he was questioning his husband who was away from home.

"After I found the medicine to heal your wounds, I met Sedum and the others in Leizhou, and dragged them to bring you the elixir. After that, I wandered around. Later, I met Qingxue in Qinchuan. Going to catch the flower pickers, I didn't expect to meet you on the street."

Shaoxia only said that it happened after finding the elixir, but didn't mention anything about what happened before, but Ling Duan grasped the point and asked: "I heard from Zhaolin that you came across Mo Zunlou not long after you went down the mountain. What happened in a while? Why can't everyone find you?"

"It's nothing, I was injured and recuperating in the mountains, and I hid from them on purpose, so naturally no one found them." Shaoxia said this directly without blinking his eyes.

"Are you really okay?" Ling Duan asked again worriedly, "I always think it's a bit weird to see you this time."

"It's okay, Second Senior Brother, go to rest early, don't you guys still have to look for the fox demon tomorrow?" Shaoxia didn't intend to say anything, turned over and lay on the bed.

Ling Duan took a closer look at the young man, he could eat and run, there was no difference at all, but he just felt that something was wrong, no, it seemed that he had to find a way to formulate the words, he took off his shoes and lay next to the young man, "Junior Tu Su, Mo Zunlou What does it look like?"

"He has red hair, is full of evil spirits, and has two horns on his head!"

"That's the Minotaur!" Ling Duan couldn't help laughing out loud. Looking sideways, Shaoxia was also looking at him from the side. His eyes were facing each other, and their breaths were entangled. With an indescribable magical power, Ling Duan couldn't help but stare dumbfounded. The candle on the table suddenly went out, Ling Duan trembled all over, and turned his head quickly. He actually looked at his junior brother dumbfounded. Disgraceful.

It was late at night, and the surroundings were quiet, Ling Duan said softly, "Junior Brother Tu Su, are you asleep?"

No one answered, he seemed to be asleep, sat up in the dark and covered the young hero's quilt, sighed: "It is said that the bone dragon fruit is something that only exists in legends, Junior Brother Tu Su, where are you? Where did you get it? How much trouble did you suffer for this thing? You are always like this and don't say anything."

In the darkness, he sighed again, lying back on the bed, thinking wildly, and finally fell into a sweet dreamland. When the breathing of the people around him calmed down, the young man opened his eyes that were originally closed. In the darkness, there was something in his eyes. A dark red light flashed past.

At night, Ling Duan had a dream. In the dream, a hand lifted off his shirt, exposing his bare skin to the cool air. That hand gently stroked his face, tender and tender. Be careful, then something soft brushed against his lips, wet but with a hint of sweet taste, he couldn't help but open his mouth to swallow the soft thing into his mouth.

At this moment, a hand landed on his chest, and the callused hand slid across the red spot on his chest, causing a shivering itching sensation, which went deep into the bone marrow, stimulating every cell in his body , another hand appeared, landed on his waist, and tapped that area lightly. The gentle force, like playing a piano, aroused the most primitive desire hidden deep in his heart.

There was a slight chill on his legs, and at some point his pants disappeared. One hand passed between his legs, and the other fell on his collarbone. Both hands seemed to be drawing something. Same, constantly walking around him, not letting go of the most hidden places, he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't shout anything, and the ear With some repressed panting sounds, so familiar, the fire on his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his desire to be relieved was getting stronger and stronger. He groaned, twisted and wanted to be relieved, but he couldn't move... …

After waking up, Ling Duan sat up suddenly, he lifted the quilt to look at himself, the clothes were well dressed, but the sticky piece under his body told him that he had a wonderful and painful dream last night, looked sideways Looking at the young man, he was still sleeping soundly on the side, Ling Duan rubbed his forehead, not understanding why he had such a strange dream.

The scene in the dream was so real, those hands, and the oppressed panting, almost made him think it happened for real, if it wasn't for the clothes he was wearing properly, the innocent child Shaoxia would also be doing well beside him. Falling asleep, he almost suspected that someone was playing tricks, why did he suddenly have a spring dream? He has always been relatively calm and said, is there some powerful monster that is staring at him? I heard that there is a monster that can fall into dreams whole person.

"Second senior brother, you're awake!"

Just when Lingduan began to think about whether the three-tailed fox had found some helper, the young man woke up. He just opened his eyes, his usually cold eyes were a little dazed, and suddenly showed a very bright smile at Lingduan, " Second senior brother, I'm hungry, what shall we have for breakfast?"

The person whose blood gauge was at zero immediately forgot what he was thinking just now, and said blankly: "Well, let's go downstairs and have a look, you can eat whatever you want."

When Shaoxia finished putting on his belt, Ling Duan was still sitting on the bed depressed, and the sticky bottom asked him how to get up, and he didn't even dare to move, for fear that Shaoxia would find out and make fun of him, "Junior Brother Tu Su, I want to take a bath, how about you?" Go down and have breakfast first, and ask the waiter to fetch some water for me by the way."

"Okay, I'll ask the waiter to get some water, and I'll help Second Senior Brother wipe your back by the way."

Shaoxia walked out of the door with a smile, leaving Ling Duan stunned in place. The two baths were extremely weird because of Shaoxia's reasons. He never forgot, and Ling Duan's face cracked at the thought of this.