camouflage salted fish

Li Xinning's expression changed slightly.

Not flustered, not guilty, but a deep, almost distorted jealousy and resentment.

"I knew that senior brother cared about him the most." Li Xinning sneered, his eyes full of unwillingness and jealousy, "Xie Jianhuan stabbed you with his own sword, so you forgave him easily, right? What's so good about him? You value it so much!?"

Shen Budu is very gentle to the people around him, but Li Xinning can tell that Xie Jianhuan is different among them.

Shen Budu not only gave him tenderness and patience, but also gave him something that others did not have.

"Senior brother, it's useless." Li Xinning's frantic expression suddenly calmed down, and he said softly in a creepy tone, "You are master and apprentice, and he has such an identity, there will never be a good result between you of……"

The sound of sharp blades piercing the wind came, Li Xinning's expression changed and he dodged away. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xie Jianhuan standing at the door, with an undisguised murderous intent on his face.

"Li Xinning." Yin Guang whispered in his palm, he paused every word, "You're courting death."

Shen Budu looked worried, walked up to him and patted him, reprimanded him: "Didn't I tell you to be honest? Are you disobedient?"

Xie Jianhuan restrained his breath, turned his head and looked into his eyes: "Master, I don't trust you."

As soon as he arrived, he heard what Li Xinning said to Shen Budu.Although it doesn't appear on the surface, my heart is up and down at the moment.

What else did Li Xinning say to Master?Did Master believe it?

He was angry and shocked in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask clearly, he could only suppress his anxiety and carefully observe Shen Budu's mood and expression.

Li Xinning looked at the two of them, his eyes were a little dazed: "You two met a long time ago?"

No one answered him.

"Senior brother," Li Xinning showed a crying and smiling expression, "I look for you like crazy every day, and I didn't know that you were alive until today, but you have been with him a long time ago?"

He murmured, "You're really partial."

Shen Budu found that his state was obviously not right: "Li Xinning, you..."

Li Xinning's lips moved suddenly and quickly, as unintelligible words overflowed from his mouth, the surrounding air became cold, and a cloud of gray gas appeared in midair without warning, rushing towards Xie Jianhuan!

Xie Jianhuan immediately drew his sword, but the gray air enveloped his body and disappeared in place with his figure!

Shen Budu went to thank Xie Jianhuan but was a step late, seeing his fingertips touched a piece of icy air, his expression sank instantly.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Li Xinning: "What did you do?"

Li Xinning didn't answer, and walked towards him step by step with a smile: "When I'm here, brother, don't be distracted by thinking about others, okay?"

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Xie Jianhuan opened his eyes, recalled what happened a moment ago, immediately put his whole body on alert, and reached out to pull out the drink at his waist.

However, when he moved, he realized that the Drinking Light Sword was always in his hand.

Looking up and looking around again, Shen Budu and Li Xinning are gone, even the scene has been completely changed, he is not in the room of Mingyue Tower at this time, but in an extremely familiar place——

Guying Peak on the mountain behind Canghaimen in Tianya.

This place had appeared in his nightmares several times, so that the first sight he recognized made him dizzy, and his heart beat frantically in haste and fear.

He thought, is he having another nightmare?

But all the details are much clearer than those seen in the dream.

The deep gray-blue night, the heavy snow of goose feathers flying all over the sky, the brightly lit Furong Street in the distance, and even his own radiant pavilion decorated with colorful lights...

Everything is extremely realistic, as if returning to the timeline that has already passed away, and wanting to repeat the same mistakes.

An indescribable fear suddenly rose in Xie Jianhuan's heart.

However, he was afraid of something, his body suddenly started to move uncontrollably, holding the drinking light sword, and walked forward step by step.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't stop walking towards the destined path.

In his desperate and terrified eyes, Shen Budu once again appeared in the heavy snow.

The other party's face was paler than snow, and his expression was tired, as if he was struggling to walk in the ankle-deep snow, like an exhausted traveler who had finally returned home after a long journey.

Xie Jianhuan didn't know the reason before, but now he clearly understands that Shen Budu has just exhausted his spiritual power to repair the Mobei crack, and now he is extremely exhausted, his whole body is tired and painful, every step he takes in the ice and snow, for him, It is a cruel torture.

But he remembered the agreement with Xie Jianhuan, so he didn't go to rest immediately after he came back, but endured all the pain and tiredness, and rushed to a lantern viewing appointment before the Lantern Festival.

"Have you waited long?" Even seeing Xie Jianhuan, there was an apologetic smile on his face, "Sorry, something was delayed."

Xie Jianhuan desperately wanted to open his mouth, wanted to yell crazily, saying that Master, hurry up, don't come near me, that it's dangerous...

But as he had dreamed thousands of times, he couldn't utter a single word, he just went up to him with a blank face, and pierced the sword in the unbelievable eyes of the other party.

The blood splashed, the light in Shen Budu's eyes gradually went out, and snowflakes fell into his eye sockets, which melted and turned into tears.

By now, Xie Jianhuan had already woken up from the dream.

But this time was different, the dream didn't stop, and he didn't have time to say the phrase "Master, I'm sorry", Shen Budu had already stretched out his pale hand, and firmly grasped the sword blade he hadn't drawn out from under his ribs.

Xie Jianhuan froze all over.

Shen Budu stared at him, the bewilderment, puzzlement, and sadness in his eyes all disappeared, leaving only the boundless hatred that was colder than the snow in the sky.

"Thank you, Jianhuan," he questioned every single word, "How can I feel sorry for you, making you hate me so much that you want to kill me with your own hands!?"

no... no...

You have nothing wrong with me, it's my fault, it's all me——

"For so many years, I have taught you and trained you wholeheartedly, but I never thought that I would raise a white-eyed wolf." Shen Budu showed deep disgust and regret on his face, "If I knew this, I would have liked you the first time I saw you." I should kill you!"

don't want……

Please, don't say that...!

Murderous intent suddenly appeared in Shen Budu's eyes, and the hand holding the drinking light sword went up like lightning, and suddenly grabbed Xie Jianhuan's neck!

His palm was filled with thick blood, with a slight warmth, but his whole hand was as cold and pale as death, and soon the blood in the palm and his flesh were covered with coldness.

"I've been killed by you." Shen Budu tilted his head, "Leaving you in this world is a disaster, why don't you die with me, how about it?"

...to die together?

Shen Budu seemed to see the trance in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "Yes, die together. I know you don't want to part with me, don't you?"

Of course not.

Xie Jianhuan jumped off the cliff with Shen Budu, originally with the determination to die.

The mistakes he made cannot be made up for, perhaps it is the best choice to die together...

The hand pinching the throat suddenly exerted force, and Sen Han's five fingers almost sank into the flesh.Xie Jianhuan groaned in pain, and reflexively wanted to resist, but he forcibly stopped when he raised his hand halfway.

"Don't be afraid." The pale face in front of him approached, his tone was cold and bewildering, "It's over in an instant, it won't hurt. Wouldn't it be good to die with me? We will be buried together, and we will never be separated for life..."

Xie Jianhuan's whole body was stiff, and then gradually relaxed. He lowered his half-raised hand completely, and slowly closed his eyes.

He seemed to have completely given up resisting, and really decided to apologize with death.

Shen Budu chuckled, and was about to wring Xie Jianhuan's neck with force, but the next moment he felt the cold blade piercing deeper into his body, a big hand suddenly grabbed his neck, and threw him down on the snow with his backhand. In the field!

"you--"

"Master wouldn't say such things to me." Xie Jianhuan had lost his bewildered look just now, and now his eyes were clear, looking at "Shen Budu" in front of him, he said calmly, "He said that I can decide what kind of person I want to be. If you feel guilty towards him, then give him this life, not to die for him, but to live better for him.”

"I won't let him down again."

"Shen Budu"'s expression became particularly ugly, knowing that the man in front of her had completely jumped out of her trap, and finally reluctantly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.At the same time, a charming-looking woman appeared on the spot, her plump body wrapped in a red veil, and a gray ghostly aura lingered all over her body.

Xie Jianhuan looked at her: "Ghost clan?"

The woman rolled her eyes, and her voice was charming and moving: "I'm a dream ghost. It's the second time we met, and you still don't recognize me?"

Xie Jianhuan stared at the strange female ghost coldly: "When did I see you?"

"Oh, Mr. Xiao Lang is really a nobleman who forgets things a lot." Meng Gui sneered, and his bright red nails brushed his ankle-length black hair, "Three years ago, in the Immortal Cave, you forgot?"

Xie Jianhuan was shocked for a moment, and all his mind was taken away by the words "Shenxian Cave".

forget?

No, how could he forget...

Three years ago, the ghost clan was defeated by the alliance of monks, but there were still some ghost clans scattered and fled. In order to prevent them from causing chaos in the world, many monks took the initiative to ask them to go to various places to eliminate the remnants of the ghost clan.

As Shen Budu's eldest disciple, Xie Jianhuan is naturally obliged.Hearing that ghosts were found near the Immortal Cave, he rushed over immediately.

The Immortal Cave is an ancient site that has been abandoned for a long time. If there are any treasures left over from ancient times, they have been searched by people long ago.The place is very desolate, the entrance of the cave is covered with wild trees and weeds, the cave is damp and dark, Xie Jian is burning a fire and carefully pokes inside, but is attacked head-on by a cloud of gray mist.

His consciousness was dazed for a moment, and when he woke up again, he found himself standing in a room.

All the furnishings in the room are very strange, but the style is very familiar, not elegant, but full of interest. The bluebells on the window sill, the pictures of flowers and birds on the wall, and the words books spread randomly on the table are all arbitrary and exquisite embellishments.

He thought it was a trap and trick of the ghost clan, and looked around the room with extreme vigilance, when he suddenly heard a slight movement.

It came from the bed in the back room.

He pressed the handle of the drinking light sword with his right hand, and walked over silently, and then saw a slender white hand lazily lifting the light yellow bed curtain, and then, inside was a man with loose black hair in a moon-white tunic He yawned and turned his face, his voice was slightly sleepy: "What are you doing so early? Are you going to practice sword again?"

Xie Jianhuan's mind went blank, and the hand on the hilt of the sword slipped down silently: "...Master?"

This time he was commissioned by the Immortal Cave alone, how could Shen Budu suddenly appear here?

When Shen Budu heard his address, he was slightly stunned, the sleepiness that had not woken up disappeared from his eyes, and a smile burst out of interest.

He got out of the bed with bare feet, stepping on the soft carpet with Yubai's toes, and walked up to him step by step, looking into his eyes with interest: "Why did you remember to call me Master again today?"

There was warmth from the blanket on his body, as well as a familiar and pleasant smell.Seeing the other party approaching, Xie Jianhuan felt nervous for some reason, and thought dazedly: what should I call Master?

"What's the matter with you?" Shen Budu noticed his wandering mind, raised his eyebrows slightly, "You still dare to lose your mind in front of me?"

Xie Jianhuan subconsciously denied it: "No, I..."

His pupils suddenly constricted.

Shen Budu stretched out his arms to hook his neck, pressed down slightly, tilted his head and bit his lips.

... Are you dreaming?

definitely is.Otherwise, how could there be a scene that he didn't even dare to think about?

Shen Budu seemed to realize that he was still not paying attention, so he became angry and bit his lips dissatisfied.When the pain came, Xie Jianhuan opened his eyes wide, forgot all the reactions, and held his breath to feel the other party skillfully teasing his lips with the tip of his tongue.

After a long kiss, Xie Jianhuan blushed and gasped for breath, only to realize that he hadn't breathed just now.Shen Budu looked at him jokingly, every detail of his expression was as true as he remembered, but the words he said were completely different from the previous teachings: "Do you want more?"

Xie Jianhuan couldn't give an answer, and looked at him without blinking, and suddenly found a few small green and red dots on Xiujie's neck.Not only the neck, but Shen Budu was only wearing a loose jacket, which was messed up a lot when he moved just now, and a small piece of skin was exposed on the collarbone and front chest.

There are more traces there, each with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Shen Budu followed his gaze and looked down, suddenly smiled: "Why are you pretending to be stupid? Didn't you make it out last night?"

Although he understood the deep meaning of this sentence, Xie Jianhuan didn't dare to think about it at all.

Even if it was a dream...he never dared to imagine it to such an extent.

Shen Budu kissed him again, stretched his waist and went to the bed to get dressed: "It was agreed to go to Nanhu Lake today, but I just took a look, and the weather outside seems to be not very good. You go and feed Erhua first, and see what happens next." It won't rain anytime soon."

He said it so naturally, as if it was a normal part of their everyday life.Xie Jianhuan seemed to be bewitched, he didn't even ask who "Er Hua" was, and walked out lightly on his feet.

After going out, he found that it was a square house, not too big in size, but it was built with great care. Begonias and pear trees were planted in the yard, as well as unknown potted plants stacked randomly in the corners.In addition, there are gazebos, rockery, and ponds, in which there are swimming fish spitting bubbles, and a little tortoise crawling slowly on the rocks.

He turned dreamily and found a puppy by the stable behind the house.

The puppy was lying on its stomach obediently, but when it saw him, it rushed over excitedly, sticking out its tongue and circling around his legs.Xie Jianhuan felt inexplicably that this should be the "Second Flower".

Sure enough, he guessed right.

Half an hour later, the sky cleared up, and they went to Nanhu as planned.He didn't use his cultivation, didn't ride the wind to control the sword, but rode two horses in the stable, one black and one white, and strolled to the South Lake in a carefree way.

Sitting on a cruise ship in South Lake, Xie Jianhuan asked, "Why is it called 'Er Hua?'"

Shen Budu lay comfortably in the boat, with his head resting on Xie Jianhuan's lap. Hearing this, he gave him a strange look, but he still replied, "Because there was a big flower at home. But last time Danxu came to play and looked cute." , when I left, I insisted on carrying her away, and there was only Erhua left."

"It's a bit lonely as a dog, and I'll buy Sanhua tomorrow to keep it company." Shen Budu said.

Xie Jianhuan listened carefully to him rambling on about trivial matters in life, his heart seemed to be filled with something.

He and Shen Budu spent five days together.

He unknowingly forgot some things, such as the ghost race, such as commissions, and even the idea of ​​"this is a dream" disappeared without a trace.At the same time, another memory filled the blank in his mind. He remembered that this was the third year that he and Shen Budu had retired from seclusion. The newly bought Sanhua was too lively, pushing down two or three pots of green plants in the yard.

They live the lives of ordinary people, sleeping comfortably until they wake up naturally, playing with the flowers in the yard, feeding fish and dogs, cooking together, reading story books, painting, and occasionally feeling too lazy, they will pick up the sword that is no longer stained with blood After two tricks, the winner smiled and gave the loser a kiss or hug.

It was the most absurd after nightfall, when the candles were extinguished and the bed curtains were lowered, they could hang out for most of the night.It was a taste that would drive Xie Jianhuan crazy. Every moment made him addicted and obsessed. All calmness, calmness, rationality and calmness were thrown out of the sky. Shen Budu could make him lose his helmet and armor with just one look, even if there was an abyss in front of him, he would not hesitate jump off.

"Remember?" Meng Gui looked at his expression and giggled playfully, "Man..."

Xie Jianhuan suddenly pulled away from his memories, and the dream ghost complained: "Last time I wove a beautiful dream for you, this time it was a nightmare, but unfortunately I couldn't trap you. Hey, if it wasn't for you last time Master finally intervened, I have already turned you into my nourishment..."

"What?" Xie Jianhuan was startled suddenly, "My master?"

"You don't know?" Meng Gui asked strangely, "If Shen Budu hadn't broken the dream I woven, how do you think you got out? You would have died in my dream a long time ago."

Xie Jianhuan's thoughts were in a mess.He remembered that when he woke up, he was no longer in the Immortal Cave, but had returned to Tianya Canghaimen safe and sound. Fang Shaojun told him that it was his master who brought him back personally after seeing him gone for a long time.

He thought of the dreams he had in a daze, and knew that he might have fallen into the trap of the ghost clan, but because the content was difficult to say, he panicked in his heart, for fear that Shen Budu would find out.But Shen Budu didn't say anything, didn't even ask him what kind of ghost he met, but gently told him to rest more.

He was too guilty, so naturally he didn't dare to take the initiative to probe, so this matter was gradually kept in the deepest part of his memory, and he didn't mention it to anyone for several years.

But it turned out that he had run into a dream ghost before?

Master broke his dream and saved him, but why never mentioned it to him?

Seeing the bewilderment revealed in his brows and eyes, Meng Gui understood something, covered his lips and smiled coquettishly: "Why, so your master didn't mention it to you? That's right, which master can endure being treated lightly by his apprentice in a dream?" ah……"

Xie Jianhuan trembled all over, and suddenly raised his head to stare at her: "What did you say?"

"Tsk, Mr. Xiaolang is so handsome, why can't he turn his head around?" Meng Gui was a little annoyed when he failed to kill this man twice. Li, don't you think your master is different later?"

……later?

He fixed his eyes and suddenly remembered.

That's right, the Shen Budu he saw on the fifth day in the dream was indeed somewhat different from before...

At that time, he had been completely lost in the sweet dream woven by Meng Gui, and he firmly believed that he and Shen Budu were living a life after retiring.They messed around late the night before, and when he woke up in the morning, he found that the figure beside him was gone.

He woke up immediately, hurriedly put on his robe and opened the door to go out, he didn't feel relieved until he saw the white figure in the courtyard.

He walked over, stretched his arms and hugged Shen Budu firmly in his arms from behind, and kissed him on the earlobe: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

The person in his arms froze obviously, then he pushed him away violently, turned around and cast doubtful eyes on his face.

He froze for a moment, then carefully asked: "What's wrong?"

Shen Budu scrutinized him from head to toe, as if he had confirmed something, his tense body relaxed slightly, but his expression was obviously a little unnatural: "... What did you just do?"

Xie Jianhuan blinked in confusion: "I didn't do anything. What's wrong with Master? Did you not rest well last night?"

After asking, he remembered the many stupid things he had done last night. Feeling guilty and eager, he pulled Shen Budu again and hugged him into his arms: "It's my fault, I will definitely not let Master hurt me next time."

He pulled a few strands of Shen Budu's hair behind his ears, ignored the other's astonished gaze, closed his eyes and kissed deeply.

He vaguely realized that Master seemed to be very stiff today, and he didn't respond to him as eagerly as in the past. He was still thinking hard about the reason at first, but after kissing those two soft lips, there was nothing superfluous in his mind. All thoughts are gone.

The soft tip of his tongue penetrated his lips, and he could feel the visibly trembling of Shen Budu's body, and the roots of his ears were instantly burning red. It looked a little pitiful, but more cute.His heart was hot, and he couldn't help confining him even tighter in his arms. His lips and tongues were entangled without any gaps, greedily sucking the tip of each other's tongues until they became numb and sour.

For some reason, he always feels that today's Shen Budu is extraordinarily real, extraordinarily cute, and makes him cherish love and affection, the love full of him has nowhere to store it, and it almost flows out of his heart with sweetness.

After a long time, he finally released him reluctantly, and couldn't help but kissed the other person's eyes.Shen Budu's cheeks were extremely red, his eyes were slightly moist, and his eyes were a little loose and dazed, as if hiding something deeper.

"I'll feed Erhua and Sanhua, and then let's go to the corner shop outside to eat wontons, okay?" Xie Jianhuan leaned against the other's forehead, with endless love and tenderness in his eyes, "You said yesterday that you smell Fragrant, let's taste it."

Shen Budu looked at him with very quiet and deep eyes, and nodded slightly after a long time.

On this day, they went to eat thin-skinned wontons filled with stuffing, and spent the morning in the teahouse. I heard that the scholar said how many outstanding juniors have emerged in the cultivation world recently, and how much they have done to win the laurel crown at the talent conference. Wonderful competition; I bought vegetables at noon and went home to cook. One of the dishes was fish balls that Shen Budu had always liked; we hugged each other for a nap in the afternoon, but was woken up by the sound of Sanhua overturning the flowerpot, and reluctantly dug out a new one. Flower pots for transplanting plants.

He was digging the soil with a shovel in the yard, and Shen Budu sat at the door holding Sanhua in his arms, watching, and suddenly smiled lowly.

He turned around to catch that smiling face, and raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Shen Budu bent his fingers and scratched Sanhua's dog's head slowly, while Erhua arched his legs with the tip of his nose, barking enviously, "It's just that I'm used to the way you hold a sword, and suddenly you changed to a shovel It's kind of weird."

Xie Jianhuan also smiled, neatly fixed the potted plant, walked over and bent down to kiss him.

The afternoon sun was very gentle, falling on Shen Budu's face, imprinting a slight blush.

"What's for dinner?" Xie Jianhuan smiled after asking, "I've been thinking about what to eat all day, and I seem to have gotten a little fat recently."

"No." Shen Budu stretched out his hand to touch his stomach in a serious manner, "It's still hard."

He obviously didn't mean that, but Xie Jianhuan got a little overwhelmed when he heard it. He stretched out his hand to scoop it up, and drove away the two puppies that were in the way amidst Sanhua's barking in protest, and then grabbed Shen Budu by the waist and brought him up, taking advantage of the situation. Kissed the door frame.

There are only the two of them in the huge house, no one will disturb them, and no one will find them kissing intimately in the small courtyard with fragrant flowers on a sunny afternoon.

It doesn't matter even if you find out, the whole world knows that they have become Taoist couples, and they are the most suitable and loving couple.

He was naturally emotional, resting one hand on the back of Shen Budu's neck, stroking his side face with the other, gently rubbing his sensitive ears with his fingers, arousing waves of uncontrollable tremors.

Deep in love, he subconsciously touched Shen Budu's lower back. The other party had been allowing him to ask for it, but at this moment he couldn't help but struggled slightly, panting slightly and turned his face away.

Xie Jianhuan regained some sanity, and kissed the tip of his nose apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot it's not dark yet."

Shen Budu glanced at him, a little ashamed, a little helpless, and mixed with a little connivance, the simple look in his eyes almost made him unable to hold back.

Pulling a little distance away, Shen Budu touched the moist and red lips that had been kissed, and murmured: "It's the fifth day."

He didn't understand: "What?"

Shen Budu shook his head, looking thoughtfully at the vibrant courtyard: "Do you like this style?" After a pause, he said, "I like it too."

"If one day really..." He said a few words, but there was no follow-up, his eyes fell on the two flowers and three flowers who were fighting with each other, but it seemed that he was looking at a future with no outcome.

A little dazed, a little sad, a little regretful.

Under those gazes, Xie Jianhuan's heart was seized by a sudden sense of emptiness and panic.

His gaze fell on Shen Budu's waist in a daze, and an impulse prompted him to speak: "Master, can you give this to me?"

Shen Budu lowered his head and found that he was referring to a jade pendant hanging around his waist, green in color, round in shape, simple in style, like a safety clasp.

"This?" Shen Budu stretched out his hand to untie the jade pendant and handed it to him, asking funny, "Why do you want it all of a sudden?"

He didn't know why, but subconsciously wanted to keep something from the other party to prove that everything he experienced was not his own wishful thinking.

"You haven't given me a token of love yet." He made up an excuse indiscriminately, "Let's just take this."

Shen Budu showed a familiar joking smile: "Don't you say that we have become Taoist couples, why do we need tokens of love?"

"I don't care." He started to play tricks at the end of his words, "I want to."

Shen Budu laughed, took the jade pendant, and hung it on his waist with his own hands.

"Take it then," he said.

"No matter what happens in the future, you must be safe."

The sunset of that day did not end, the evening sun did not fill the entire small courtyard, the sunset glow in the sky did not have time to appreciate, and the smoke in the kitchen did not light up, so the memory came to an abrupt end regrettably.

Xie Jianhuan woke up in his familiar room in Tianya Canghaimen, and it took a quarter of an hour to realize that the past five days were really just a dream.

After waking up from the dream, the courtyard, the potted plants, the two puppies, the wonton shop on the street corner, the kiss in the afternoon sun... were all just a figment of his imagination.

His heart didn't hurt, but he felt empty and uncomfortable. He subconsciously propped himself up, touched a cool and delicate object with his palm, and looked down, it was a safety buckle hanging on his waist.

Holding his breath, he held the safety button in his palm, closed his eyes and pressed it against his chest.

The ghost who weaves the dream is not too cruel.

Finally, it left him with a thought, so that he would not even forget this beautiful dream in the long years to come.

……

For the past three years, Xie Jianhuan had always thought that the five days spent in the Immortal Cave was a dream that no one knew about except himself.But now listening to Meng Gui, could it be, could it be...

The two emotions of surprise and ecstasy were crazily intertwined in his mind, and he subconsciously took out the safety button that had never left him.After countless times of cherishing and caressing, the surface of the jade buckle became more lustrous, and it was embedded in his palm tightly, like a silent companion and guardian.

Meng Gui also saw the safety buckle in his palm, shook his head and said: "Everything in the dream is illusory, and nothing can be taken away after the dream is broken. Since you took out this jade buckle, it means that the person who gave you the jade buckle it is true."

"Silly Mr.... the Shen Budu in the first four days in the dream is an illusion, but the Shen Budu on the fifth day came to find you in the dream, your real master."

The author has something to say:

Ping An buckle appeared on Xie Yun in Chapter 25

This chapter is so sweet, you don’t want to give some comments, it’s not enough! (rolling and crying)