Burning fire

"Although I'm trying hard, it's not difficult for you to break free. Why don't you break free from me?"

Zhou Qizun's sentences were soft and pressing, every word of his was like the tip of a knife wiped with honey, and he poked Zhang Jueming's heart: "Are you afraid that the mountain ghost's strength will be too strong and hurt me again?"

Zhou Qizun was silent for a while, waiting for Zhang Jueming to speak.Zhang Jueming is a coward, he hesitated for a long time, his voice broke in his throat: "What are you going to do?"

"You are so strange. Even if you are cowardly, you still pretend to be stupid?" Zhou Qizun's knee bumped against Zhang Jueming's inner thigh, "You are also a man, what do you think I want to do like this?"

Zhang Jueming's eyelids were pressed down heavily, and he couldn't support it.How could he raise his eyes.

"Don't look at me, that's fine." Zhou Qizun sighed.

"But I warn you, don't make me dizzy again." Zhou Qizun observed Zhang Jueming's reaction carefully, and said flatly, "Otherwise, I will never look at you again in my life."

These words hit Zhang Jueming's seven inches, Zhou Qizun was sure what Zhang Jueming was afraid of and what he wanted to say.

Zhang Jueming suddenly raised his eyes, the fear in his eyes was too late to hide, and the eye circles instantly turned red.

"You want to cry again. Don't cry." Zhou Qizun wanted to scold Tian Qiaodi, "I know that crying makes me feel bad, and I know that I can't stand you like this, and there are tears around my eyes every time."

"Is this also part of your bitter plan?" Zhou Qizun raised a rough hand, and wiped Zhang Jueming's eyes with his fingertips.

Zhou Qizun wiped Zhang Jueming's fingertips from the tip of Zhang Jueming's eyes to the tips of his eyes. When Zhang Jueming blinked, his slender black eyelashes pierced Zhou Qizun's fingertips. Flying wings.

"Your goal has been achieved." Zhou Qizun put down his hands, "You know that there are some things that you can't cover up, you can't hide them from me, but you dare not open your mouth to tell me, you have to make a fool of yourself and force me to feel sorry for you, come ask you."

"Okay, I'm used to you." Zhou Qizun took a step back, and he suddenly smiled, "I swear to you, no matter what the truth is, no matter what unspeakable secrets you have, I will stand in your position and try my best to understand you."

"In the end, I don't believe that you would do anything to really feel sorry for me. Because I like you, this feeling is real and will not change because of other things." Zhou Qizun has something deep and deep in his eyes, which can make Zhang Jue Ming was involved and destroyed.

"I've put here what you want to hear, don't you want to talk to me?"

Zhou Qizun pinched Zhang Jueming's earlobe, softly: "Nine years ago, Qilin blood, my family... and you, what happened?"

Zhang Jueming seemed to be able to feel the arteries on his body bursting and the blood spurting out.

Nine years, nine years.Once in the world, nothing is too short, and nine years have not been short.For nine years, Zhou Qizun suffered day and night. He used to be a proud and reckless hero, but he suffered from his own incompetence.He was ashamed, he was angry, and he wanted revenge even if he risked his life.

Now that he had guessed the clue, he finally touched the blood mist that covered the truth.Blood feud, bone-eating pain.What kind of mood did he use to say these words to Zhang Jueming?

How gentle he is, how good he should be to Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming couldn't cry, his eyes were sore and sore that they were burning and melting.He really wanted to throw himself into the arms of the person in front of him and give him a good hug.

He is too selfish, too humble, unworthy of tears, unworthy of hugs.He actually asked Zhou Qizun to suffer for him again.

"Zhou Qizun, why are you always so nice." It took Zhang Jueming a long time to say something, his voice was so hoarse that he was almost dead.

"Always?" Zhou Qizun responded quickly.

"Before, and now."

After Zhang Jueming finished speaking, without giving Zhou Qizun a chance to think, he suddenly tapped the back of Zhou Qizun's head with his hand, and kissed him like crazy!

With this kiss alone, Zhou Qizun dispelled all doubts. ——Zhang Jueming absolutely loves him to death.It has to be first love.

Because this kiss is inexperienced and skillless, even to put it harshly, like a vicious dog preying on its prey.Affection lost its pretense, and turned back to the most primitive and most ferocious desire, plundering wantonly, leaving nothing behind.

Zhou Qizun was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, there was a soreness at the root of Zhang Jueming's tongue, and there was a smell of blood in his mouth.

"Damn... well... just lighten up..." Zhou Qizun pushed Zhang Jueming, "tell me clearly first..."

"Zhou Qizun." Zhang Jueming kissed the corner of Zhou Qizun's mouth, and said against his lips, "I'm sorry."

"What?..." Before Zhou Qizun could react, Zhang Jueming lightly touched Zhou Qizun's lips again.

The beauty's sweet kiss, light and soft, is highly poisonous.

"I said don't make me dizzy...you still... dare..." Zhou Qizun shook his body, threw his head back and fell backwards.

Zhang Jueming was caught by others, and immediately picked him up.He carried the sleeping Zhou Qizun to the bed and put him down, and covered Zhou Qizun with a quilt.

"I'm sorry, as long as I come back alive tonight, you can kill or scrape as you please."

Zhang Jueming greedily looked at Zhou Qizun a few more times, got up halfway up and then bent down, he is such a waste, now his lips are trembling, and his spine is trembling.

I don't know how other people treat their dreams and beliefs.Some people believe in success, and tears fill their eyes when they become famous; some people believe in love, and they weep in the wedding hall.

Zhang Jueming believed in Zhou Qizun, as if looking up at the sky - he could only live if there was a sky.Now he squeezed a pair of fake wings and flew into the sky, how could he not be afraid.

Zhang Jueming's ribs were so painful, he slowly, slowly, put his trembling lips on Zhou Qizun's eyebrows, eyebrows, eye corners, nose bridge, and finally pressed his lips lightly on the corner of Zhou Qizun's mouth.

Zhang Jueming finally straightened his back and stood there for a long time before compose himself.

He went to the window and drew the curtains.The daylight was blocked, and the room went dark in an instant.

Zhang Jueming took out the longevity bell, bit his own fingertips, and fed a few drops of blood to the longevity bell: "Zhou Yi, wake up."

The longevity bell flashed a faint light, and after a while, Zhou Yi said weakly: "... Cassia?"

"The longevity bell is not enough, don't talk, listen to me." Zhang Jueming said to Zhou Yi, "Listen, I will give the longevity bell to Guo Qingxuan tonight and let her take care of you."

Zhang Jueming: "If I can't come back tomorrow morning, she will send the longevity bell to the underworld for me, and give it to King Yama."

"The friendship between the mountain ghost and Yan Luodian is still there. For my mother's sake, even if there is no mountain ghost's blood, Yama King will definitely find a way to nourish your soul and ensure your reincarnation."

"If you change your mind before that and want to meet Zhou Qizun..." Zhang Jueming glanced at Zhou Qizun on the bed, "Then Guo Qingxuan will help you."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yi asked in a panic, her voice was already very weak.Zhang Jueming just fed Changshengling a few drops of blood, which was not enough for Zhou Yi to support.

"Where are you going? What do you mean you won't come back tomorrow morning? After you buried Lei Dongyang, I lost my soul consciousness when I came down from the mountain. I don't know what happened, but don't scare me? Tell me ..." Zhou Yi was speechless.

"I won't feed the Changsheng Bell with blood again tonight. You should rest well. Remember my words." Zhang Jueming brushed the Changsheng Bell lightly with his fingers, and the floating light flashed. The Changsheng Bell struggled to move twice, and then It is quite now.

Zhang Jueming put the longevity bell back in his pocket, took one last look at Zhou Qizun on the bed, and walked out of the room.

The door closes.Zhou Qizun was inside the door, Zhang Jueming was outside.Zhang Jueming's heart skipped a beat when the door lock clicked.

For the rest of the time, Zhang Jueming would just watch outside through a door panel.Just like him for nine years, he used to be separated by a street, the cement bricks and tiles of the building, the warm light of the street lamp, and some inconspicuous corner... He separated the hell and the world, guarding a Zhou Qizun .

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Until the evening, Zhang Jueming did not move.Just in time for dinner, Lin Juan came over and asked them to eat.

"My lord, why are you standing outside?" Lin Juan was a little dazed when he saw the door of Zhang Jueming's pestle, "It's time to eat."

Could it be that Zhou Qizun was still angry, so angry that Zhang Jueming kicked him out of the door and squatted in a corner?

"We won't eat." Zhang Jue said, "You and Aunt Zhao are sorry, Zhou Qizun fell asleep too tired, so I won't eat."

"Then what can I do?" Lin Juan frowned, "Brother Zhou, is he alright? He went to bed at six o'clock, isn't he sick?"

"He's fine, just tired. Don't disturb him." Zhang Jueming said.

"Then...alright." Lin Juan had no choice but to go back and pass on the message, "Then I'll go and talk to Aunt Zhao."

I thought Lin Juan would send him away, but within 10 minutes Lin Juan came back, and this time he came with food.

Lin Juan handed over the food to Zhang Jueming: "Aunt Zhao said that if you two don't want to go out to eat, you can eat in the house, anyway, you have to eat."

Zhang Jueming was holding the food, and the warm aroma rushed to his face. He nodded: "Okay, thank Aunt Zhao for helping us."

"My lord." Lin Juan always felt something was wrong, "Are you all right? Why do I feel a little flustered. It's just...inexplicable."

"What are you afraid of with me here?" Zhang Jue Ming smiled faintly at Lin Juan.He always smiled lightly like this, lightly but soothingly, "Don't worry about anything, take care of Guo Xiaotong tonight, I will discuss other matters with Guo Qingxuan, we will go to that courtyard again tomorrow."

"Okay." After hearing Zhang Jueming's words, the fleas in Lin Juan's heart were relieved.

He asked again: "By the way, my lord, brother Zhou said to change the house before, so there is no need to change it?"

Zhang Jueming's eyes moved: "No change."

"I knew it." Lin Juan laughed stupidly, "Then take care of Brother Zhou and rest well."

"Remember to eat." Lin Juan reminded him before leaving.

Zhang Jueming said "hmm", and seeing Lin Juan walking away, the shallow smile on his face turned cold and died a little bit.

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At night, there is no sound.

Guo Qingxuan opened her eyes in the darkness.She didn't move, she first listened to Zhao Ting's breathing beside her.After listening for a while, she was sure that Zhao Ting had fallen asleep, so she quietly got up from the bed.

Guo Qingxuan didn't turn on the lamp, her eyes gave off a burst of blue-green light, and she could see the night clearly.

Leaving the bedroom lightly, she walked through the kitchen and the narrow hall, being careful not to bump into anything or make a sound under her feet.

Coming to the courtyard, Guo Qingxuan looked around for a week, then walked to the courtyard gate and pushed it open.

Sure enough, Zhang Jueming was standing outside.

Guo Qingxuan turned around and closed the courtyard door carefully, and then spoke to Zhang Jueming who was in front of her: "I've been waiting for a long time, Aunt Zhao just fell asleep."

Guo Qingxuan: "What's the matter? You deliberately drew Zhou Qizun's attention to Ma Boyuan. In fact, there is something strange about that courtyard, right?"

The author says:

Happy 520 everyone, okay?