not immortal

In the end, it was Jiang Xu who got drunk first.

Chi Yuan raised his eyebrows at Yan Sui, held his cup and shook his head and sighed: "Yan Ziji, you are really lucky to have found such an obedient junior."

Yan Sui ignored him, and gently moved the person lying on the table to his lap, Jiang Xu muttered indistinctly, his half-opened eyes were filled with misty water vapor.

"...Brother?"

He squinted his eyes and shook his head, as if he was going to get up, he put his palm on Yan Sui's leg for a few times, but finally fell faint, and his face was supported by a warm palm.

"It's like this in one jar." Yan Sui stroked his soft hair with a smile, his eyes darkened, "And he said he would drink it for me."

"Amitabha," Buddha said while hugging the wine jar, "Zi Jijun's younger brother is a rare and benevolent generation."

He totally doesn't remember seeing Yan Sui and Jiang Xu sneaking into Zhaoyao Mountain's carp on the first day they came here.

"Come on," Chi Yuan didn't give Yan Sui any face, and sneered, "His younger brother is a fool, and he actually believed Yan Ziji's bad drinking."

After finishing speaking, he laughed to himself, Yan Sui was not annoyed, seeing that Jiang Xu had indeed fallen asleep drunk, he picked up the altar of wine in front of him, and said casually to Chi Yuan: "It's still the same sentence as before, no Don't get drunk."

"It's a fool who doesn't get drunk with you." Chi Yuan didn't answer his fault at all, and hissed deliberately, "I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I haven't offended you recently, have I?"

Yan Sui just looked at him with calm eyes, and spoke slowly: "You are looking for my junior brother alone today."

"It's my fault," Qiu Wan, who had been silent all this time, said softly, "I heard something about Fellow Daoist Jiang from Qiyou earlier, and I was very curious, so I begged Xiyou to call him over."

"Curious about him?" Yan Sui shook his head and laughed, "I'm just curious."

"What are you talking about?" Chi Yuan answered him frankly, "We have lost our friendship, so there is nothing to be curious about."

Yan Sui hooked the corners of his mouth without emotion: "Really, I thought your experience in Liaozhou this time...was very weird."

"If you're talking about the Qiongqi remnant soul who died under the sword of Jingwu," Chi Yuan laughed softly, his eyes unclear, "it's nothing strange, after all, Zijijun did kill it single-handedly." ability, but—"

He deliberately paused, raised his head and drank the wine in the altar, sighed: "I don't understand your way."

The person on the lap moved wildly, buried his face in Yan Sui's abdomen, Yan Sui's back straightened slightly, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I was just curious about this."

Chi Yuan was not surprised by his attitude, but just stared at the back of Jiang Xu's hairy head meaningfully for a while, and said, "I guess you wouldn't tell me, but you, junior brother, are a good seedling of Taoism."

Yan Sui's eyes suddenly turned cold, like the edge of an unsheathed sword.

"Chi Qiyou," he spoke very slowly, with Duan Shanhe humming uncomfortably, "400 years ago, your master didn't believe in evil, and insisted on looking at the water mirror that could see the secrets of heaven, and finally became blind. I can only pin my hope of ascension on you."

The expressions of Chi Yuan and Qiu Wan also cooled down, Yan Sui stroked Jiang Xu's hot ears with his fingers, lowered his eyes and said warmly: "Don't follow in the footsteps of your master."

call--

The long wind passed through the courtyard, and in the silence, it was the Buddha who put down the wine jar with a simple and honest smile, and said as if he didn't realize it: "I have been thinking about this wine from the Wuqing Sect for a long time, and I am really satisfied today, Mr. Qiyou It’s really good to be able to part with one another!”

Qiu Wan said softly: "If Master Buddha likes it, I can give you another jar before leaving. I have brought out half of this year's wine, and I won't be able to drink it in the next few months."

Yan Sui held the wine jar and waited for them to exchange greetings, but Jiang Xu slept peacefully. His warm breath was blown on his skin through the light spring shirt, which was so obvious that he couldn't ignore it. He restrainedly tightened his hands around Jiang Xu's shoulder, Muscles and bones were obviously protruding from the back of the hand, and he anxiously grasped the leaf pattern on the cuff, and finally could only play with the soft strands of hair between his fingers, and closed his eyes forbearance.

"Chi Qiyou," he asked the opposite person in a hoarse voice, "Did you threaten him?"

Chi Yuan was obviously puzzled, and after a while he suddenly laughed and said, "How dare I threaten your junior brother? It's just a little lie."

He paused, and added unhurriedly in Yan Sui's still uncertain expression: "He really cares about you. He heard that it was your business, but he really came here."

It was very deceiving, he swept his eyes over Jiang Xu, and said to himself: Sooner or later, Yan Ziji will eat him until there is not even a scum left.

"Heh," Yan Sui's voice fell lightly in his ears, "As you said, we are also a fateful friendship, so I kindly remind you, if you are obsessed with the matter at hand, sooner or later you will die." Unsteady."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Jiang Xushi and got up, his wide cuffs covered most of the figure in his arms, and nodded slightly to Buddha: "Young brother didn't sleep well, let's go ahead."

The courtyard door opened with a creak, and Chi Yuan watched their figures being covered by the re-closed door, and then laughed with a sarcastic expression.

The Buddha recited a Buddha's name and said, "Mr. Xiyou seems to have noticed something."

"It's nothing," Chi Yuan stood up with a light smile, "It's just that I'm more curious about some things. As expected of Mr. Ziji, the speed of cultivation is simply..."

His eyes paused for a long time on the half-remaining wine jar, and he remembered the figure that was tightly protected by Yan Suiyan in his arms.

"Thousands of miles a day."

There is a stove beside him that he admires, but he has never used it, and he doesn't know whether to say that Yan Sui is an upright gentleman, or that he is no good.

Chi Yuan thought to himself, with the same smile on his face.

Maybe there are other possibilities.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Qiu Wan beside him, who also gave him a clear look.

As we all know, using the furnace is to harvest yin and replenish yang, and the person who is the furnace cannot have a deep cultivation in his whole life.

Chi Yuan sighed, and exclaimed: "Mr. Ziji really takes good care of this junior."

……

The person in his arms was still sleeping peacefully, but Yan Sui's footsteps were getting faster and faster. The Wujizong courtyard was still surrounded by formations, but it was very quiet inside. It seemed that Cheng Yan had calmed down a lot now. Any pause, and a slash with the finger, the sword qi blatantly broke through the formation that made Cheng Yan lose his temper, making a loud crash.

"Who!" Cheng Yan's cursing voice came from inside, "If you stop by, why don't you break other people's things!"

Yan Sui didn't respond to him, the courtyard door was blown open by the sudden gust of wind, Jiang Xu grunted, and burrowed into his arms unsteadily, Yan Sui closed his eyes and walked in.

Cheng Yan's ostentatious red dress could be seen from a distance, and he stood at the door, seemingly surprised.

"Eldest brother is back?" He said, inevitably looking into Yan Sui's arms, "What's the matter, Junior Brother Jiang?"

"Drank too much."

Yan Sui answered him briefly, and hurried in: "You were kicked out by Ya?"

Cheng Yan's face froze, and he coughed in embarrassment: "It's not too late, it's just that Ya has a bad temper today..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and the second half of the sentence that he hadn't spoken got stuck in his throat, and his eyes choked.

"Why is Yan Ziji so angry?" Cheng Yan muttered, rubbing his nose, "One by one, what happened today?"

He didn't continue to stand here stupidly, and just turned around, he saw the pale-faced Ya standing behind him, with a cold expression on his face, and asked with a frown: "Are you free?"

Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, and wanted to get close to her, with some obvious disapproval: "Why did you come out?"

"Don't worry, I won't die," Ya looked past him, and paused for a moment on the closed door, "If you are idle and bored, why not go out and compete with that little sword master again."

Don't stand in the way of people's eyes and people's affairs.

A few sentences outside the door were vaguely transmitted into the dark room, half of the bed curtain was pushed down, the ambiguous sound of water and murmurs were muffled in the quilt, and a pair of entangled figures could be vaguely glimpsed.

Jiang Xu frowned unbearably in his drunken dream. In his dream, he was in a beautiful situation that he didn't even dare to imagine. His body seemed to be heavily pressed by something. Every inch of his bones was softened by the hot breath. Can make a little intolerable nasal sound in the gap.

Obviously just kissing.

Yan Sui put his hand behind his head, his expression became more and more depressed, he couldn't help pinching the hand in his palm until it turned red, and then let it go anxiously, tightening it around his thin but soft waist, holding Jiang Xu Fully embraced.

not enough.

He was almost going crazy in the dry throat and wet lust, and he didn't think it was enough. Looking at the flushing and tears at the corners of Jiang Xu's tightly closed eyes, he wanted to go too far.

After finally returning to Wuji Sect, he wanted to do this when he saw Jiang Xu and Cheng Yan standing side by side in the early spring breeze.

He wanted to do this when Jiang Xu went down the mountain without saying a word and did something completely out of his expectation and control.

Every time Jiang Xu smiled at himself, but always retreated and refused to confess, he wanted to do so.

The person in his arms wailed weakly, Yan Sui reluctantly let go of his red and swollen lips, the water was more conspicuous in the dim light, he restrained himself, and let out a very soft sigh.

Not now.

"Xu Xu."

The palms were inserted into the placket, revealing a piece of white and thin shoulders.

"My Xuxu."

The words became blurred in the falling lips and teeth, Jiang Xu let out a soft hum, wrinkled his nose, without any vigilance and sense of crisis at all.

The last impression he had when he was sober was Yan Sui's gentle and soft expression, so he safely let himself get drunk and unconscious.

After all, in his opinion, a place with Yan Sui is always safe.

And Yan Sui lowered his eyes, looking with satisfaction at the obvious red mark left by himself, which will fall an inch behind his shoulder, where he can't see it no matter what.

He dropped another light kiss there again.

Jiang Xu muttered something he didn't understand, and instinctively turned around to fall into the embrace with a familiar smell. Yan Sui raised his brows slightly, straightened Jiang Xu's clothes, and hugged him tightly again, finally feeling a little satisfied.

"What Chi Qiyou said is not unreasonable." He whispered softly in Jiang Xu's ear, like whispers between lovers.

"You have to think of a way so that others won't abduct you."

old age

That is to say, the lower part of a man's abdominal muscles is quite sensitive.

Restraint is not impossible, it is because Yan Sui is a bad thing

PS. When will I be able to buy the ultimate version of Eternal Calamity with this book (drool)