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The boy obviously didn't expect the black iron chain to be so weak, and he wasn't afraid, he just blinked, looked at Gu Mianliang's golden pupils, and was fascinated accidentally.

The cave is still a bit cold, which slightly dilutes the dangerous and dense atmosphere.

Gu Mianliang leaned over, the scent of cold bamboo on her body was entwined with the body scent of the Akabane tribe, like a handful of sweet snow in winter.

"say."

Fuzhi tilted his head, stretched out his arms suddenly, stopped Gu Mianliang's neck, and pulled him closer, probably because he drank too much wine, his voice was soft and intoxicating.

"I want my adoptive father to call me a good brother."

He was dishonest, with crooked eyes, he kicked his shoes out, rubbed off his socks, and wrapped his legs flexibly around Gu Mianliang's waist, rubbing them again and again.

Slowly, he put his upper body on it smoothly. The bones of the Chiniao clan are always soft. With his movements, two inconspicuous dimples appeared on the back of his waist.

The two breathed very close together, their noses facing each other.

Fuzhi hangs on the white-haired beauty's body, which is a very easy position for Gu Mianliang to control.

Gu Mianliang wrapped her arms around the young man's waist with one hand, the bright gold in her pupils was flickering, and the surging ink almost covered the gold.

The boy's body temperature is very high, holding it like a small heater.

Through the thin skin, the heartbeats of the two gradually tended to the same frequency.

I don't know who's heartbeat is slower, or who is faster.

The young man's eyes were blurred, and inadvertently heard the words that the "guide" of the Akabane tribe told him

Your adoptive father might already have someone he likes.

After a while, he buried his head in Gu Mianliang's neck sullenly, and asked in a low voice, "Father, were you always alone before you found me?"

Gu Mianliang closed her eyes and did not answer for a long time.

The candle flame in the cave flickered slightly, and the wind that slipped in circled around the warm flame, and when it fell on the person, it became cool.

Even with it, a lot of restlessness has disappeared.

The last gleam of golden light in Gu Mianliang's eyes was suppressed, he straightened his waist, let out a deep breath, his quiet black pupils remained calm, and slowly tore off the youth from his body.

Didn't move.

It gets tighter and tighter.

The boy clung tightly to him, silently revealing his stubbornness.

After a while, Gu Mianliang noticed that there was some dampness on his shoulders, and he froze slightly.

"I'm already like this, you still haven't copulated with me..." The young man's sobbing voice reached Gu Mianliang's ears.

Xiao Que'er's self-satisfaction and pride were shattered after repeated failures in seduction. He had no choice but to shrink himself into Gu Mianliang's arms, trying to absorb some different warmth.

He just likes this person.

So I want to give him the best he can think of.

Fuzhi went to see Gu Mianliang with tears in his eyes, and begged in a low voice, "Father, why can't you like me a little bit..."

Just a little bit is fine.

He is not a fool, if Gu Mianliang really likes him, how could he be so indifferent after so many visits.It would be tiring for him to seduce again and again with a cheeky face, but get no response at all...

The young man rested his fingers on Gu Mianliang's heart, raised his head and asked softly.

"Did you pretend to be someone else here?"

The heartbeat from the fingertips is strong and powerful.

Gu Mianliang looked at the young man's face, the red feathers were fiery red, and the thick and beautiful amorous feelings pervaded the corners of his brows and eyes, and there was no sign of overlap with the cold and immortal face in his memory.

He frowned slightly, speechless for a while.

The boy was a little disappointed when he couldn't get Gu Mianliang's answer. He said, "If foster father really has someone he likes, can you give me some of his liking for him?"

He rested his thumb on the tip of his little finger, compared a short distance, and said anxiously, "Only this point is enough."

Gu Mianliang frowned even deeper.

So the boy shortened it a bit, "A little less is fine..."

"Yunfu, stop making trouble."

"Father, I..."

"Yunfu!"

The boy was stunned by his sudden drink.

With a sullen face, Gu Mianliang pulled him off and threw him into the bird's nest, then put on a piece of clothing for herself, and threw all the chains on the ground.

The clanging sound of dingling shattered the tenderness in the cave.

Seeing the young man in a state of drunkenness who hadn't reacted yet, he said in a deep and cold voice, "You've become more and more disrespectful recently."

Gu Mianliang looked at those out-of-the-ordinary things on the wall, and waved them to destroy them.

"...I don't know what to do?" The young man finally came back to his senses, his eyes were red and he felt wronged and sad.

"After returning from the ghost that night, wasn't it you who kissed me in the bird's nest? Wasn't it you who interrupted me when I picked up my spouse?"

"Speak, Gu Mianliang!"

The young man mumbled his lips a few times, and finally spit out the question that had been in his mind for a long time, his face turned pale, "...do you think I'm dirty?"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, wrapped his arms around himself, and grabbed his clothes restlessly with his fingers, while secretly looking at Gu Mianliang again.

The white-haired beauty stood in the dim candlelight, her eyes were cold and sober, but such a look could easily destroy all expectations and hopes of people.

Only if you don't love someone, you will be indifferent to such a show of weakness.

The boy's heart suddenly turned cold.

In the next second, the chains on the ground were pulled by someone, tightly trapping the boy on the wall, the chains penetrated deeply, and Fu Zhi was immediately unable to move.

"..."

He was half awake from the wine, his eyes widened in surprise.

Gu Mianliang raised her hand and made a pinch, completely sealing off the area around the cave, with a strong coercion pressing on the surroundings, and after marking it, it disappeared soon.

The boy's heart skipped a beat and he struggled: "Father!"

Gu Mianliang glanced at him indifferently: "Since you have already found the place, break through the Nascent Soul here."

The young man was shocked and shook his head frantically: "No way! Then I have to be here for decades?!" He suddenly became anxious, and spit out a series of words of confession.

"I was wrong about foster father, I was really wrong, don't leave me here alone..."

Gu Mianliang's expression remained the same after he finished speaking: "When will you break through the Nascent Soul and attain the Tao, and when will you come out again."

He walked to the entrance of the cave, turned around, and with a wave of his hand, a spiritual barrier slowly rose up from the entrance of the cave, blocking it tightly.

The barrier rose little by little, and Gu Mianliang's figure disappeared little by little. The boy's last impression was the pair of black pupils looking over without any emotion.

It was very quiet in the cave.

Coldness seeped into the back against the wall.

The candle had burned long enough, and in a long silence, it went out quickly.

It was dark here.

After a while, the boy said in a hoarse voice, "Don't even leave me a lamp..."

"Yeah, he didn't leave you anything," came out a gloomy voice, "son, don't be too sad, but don't give up, he will fall in love with you."

The boy sniffed, "I will, thank you for staying with me."

Ming Yu: "I'm going to sleep for a while, so I can't be with you for the time being."

The boy let out a disappointment, "How long will you be sleeping?"

Ming Yu: "After you break through Nascent Soul."

The boy didn't have any doubts, and he let out a sigh of frustration. After a while, he couldn't help asking: "Can you really not accompany me?"

When there was no answer from the guide, the boy realized slowly that he should be in a deep sleep.

At the end, he curled his lips, "It's all gone..."

After confirming that there was no one here, Ah Ruan flew out, brightly lit up a space, and landed on Fuzhi's shoulder, arrogantly: "Master, I'm here to illuminate you!"

Fuzhi was forced to get out of the acting state, helplessly: "... Forget it, let's see how fast it is recovered?"

"The state of the golden pupil is 90.00% five, and the normal state is 50.00%." ​​Ah Ruan flew around and asked curiously, "Master, did you guess that this would be the case?"

Although the current situation is still under control, Fuzhi was still rarely silent. After a while, he couldn't help but ask with concern: "Is Greedy's body really okay?"

Ah Ruan said obediently: "Really not, master don't worry."

"Master, do you want to practice here? If you want to go out, Ah Ruan can help."

Fuzhi lowered his eyes: "No, it's right here, attract the surrounding spiritual energy, and I will break through the Nascent Soul as soon as possible."

Since there is no way to eat beauties, hurry up and make plans.

Ah Ruan: "Good!"

On the other side, after Gu Mianliang left, she went straight to the third bamboo house.

click.

The light outside the door only slipped in for a moment before being shut out.

The room fell into darkness again.

Gu Mianliang closed her eyes, leaned against the door for a long time, then walked to the bookshelf beside her, and took out an ancient book with blood on the margins, with a flower-like red feather engraved on the cover.

The book had obviously been flipped through many times. He lowered his eyes, flipped the pages with his bony fingers, and landed on the place he was looking for. His fingertips stroked the words above.

Ancient paper and vermilion brush, on which it is impressively written

The pure blood Akabane can attain the Tao by breaking through the Nascent Soul.Those who have achieved the Tao, if there are still three feathers and one tail in the middle, they will lose 300 years of life, supplemented by a forbidden formation, and the dead souls of this world, listen to this call.

He closed his eyes, and seemed to be back 300 years ago, the day when he was in the Akabane clan...

Countless corpses and raging fire almost burn people's reason.

The bloody smell that poured into the sky dyed the air bloody, and the burning corpses and feathers gave off a pungent smell. Every time he breathed, a little more blood would be stained on his hands, and an extra murder would be created on his body.

The sticky Akabane blood on the ground almost covered the soles of his shoes.

In the 700 years after Fuzhi's death, he was in a daze, like a wandering soul every day, killing many people and robbing many things.

In order not to cause trouble for the Tianyan Sect, he left the Tianyan Sect voluntarily until he found a way to call back the undead in the Chiyu Clan.

The pure-blooded Akabane lost one feather and lost 300 years of life, but Chijun was the only one in the entire Akabane family who still had three feathers after successfully crossing the catastrophe.

He tried his best, but all he got was a cold rejection.

When he became conscious again, he had bloodbathed the entire Akabane clan, covered in blood, and stood in front of a terrified little boy.

In the sky full of flames, he squatted down.

Looking at the child's eyebrows, he thought in a trance that he had returned to Ah Fu's childhood.

He remembers saying, "Like..."

How similar.

Still a pure blood Akabane.

It doesn't matter if Chijun doesn't agree with him, he raised the child with his own hands and sent him to attain Taoism with his own hands.He will not let any factors that affect Yunfu's crossing the catastrophe appear, let alone let him fail to cross the catastrophe.

Never.

Gu Mianliang opened her eyes, put away the ancient books in her hand, raised her hand and turned the inkstone on the table

Crack cack.

A dark tunnel appeared on the ground, and the stone steps extended down to the ground.A cold white light faintly emerged from the inside, hitting the stone steps, and the cold air spread silently.

Gu Mianliang walked down step by step.

The space in the dark room below is not large, and Ye Mingzhu illuminates the room brightly, and there is an ice coffin in the middle.The dense white cold air gradually dissipated, and the cold penetrated into the bone marrow.

Gu Mianliang stopped in front of the ice coffin, and there was a person lying there, through the translucent ice coffin, one could vaguely see a deserted face.

The grace is peerless, like a banished fairy.

Putting her fingertips on the ice coffin, she sketched it carefully. Gu Mian smiled softly, "Ah Fu, I don't know if you like this body made of smelting elixir."

He and the soulless body in the ice coffin whispered about recent events.

"The little sparrow that I said I raised before, has committed a mess again today..."

As Gu Mianliang was talking, a hint of helplessness and a smile appeared unconsciously on her brows, and she seemed to be a little more energetic.

This appearance is the little sparrow in his mouth. He has exhausted all methods in 300 years and has never seen it once.

He couldn't remember to give Xiao Que'er a lamp, but he gave all his tenderness and meticulousness to the person in the coffin.