Su Bian Cultivation World

The scenery of the academy was originally elegant and picturesque, but now with the addition of filters when the two meet each other, it is even more beautiful like a fairyland.

Luo Jiujiang has settled in the academy for more than half a month, and with his restless personality, he has already mastered the whole academy.At this moment, he took Qianling's hand and floated across the lake together. Without even thinking about it, he could find seven or eight shelters in any direction.

He chose a peach blossom forest full of falling flowers.

In such a season, the general peach blossoms have withered long ago, but this peach forest is on the hillside.The temperature on the mountain is lower than that on the plain, so the peach blossoms bloom later than ordinary flowers.

At this time, it is a good time for peach blossoms to bloom in Manshan, and although the place is remote, it still has a beautiful view. The two of them sat side by side on the hillside and looked down. You can also enjoy a quiet and tall bamboo forest.

During the entire process of "finding the hillside, determining the location, and sitting down side by side", Luo Jiujiang kept clasping Han Qianling's hand and never let go for a moment.

The Han Qianling held by him is not a phantom in his dream in the middle of the night, nor is it a sweet lie woven by the flowers in his palm in the illusion of the underground palace.The young man in front of him was warm and elegant, with a smile on his face like spring water in early spring, obviously it was his Qianling.

Han Qianling stared at Luo Jiujiang without blinking, his eyes were soft like no outsider had ever seen.As the breeze blew, pink peach petals fell on his hair and lapel, covering him with a peachy atmosphere.He leaned back slightly, all the muscles in his body were relaxed, which seemed to indicate that he was completely open to Luo Jiujiang.

And if you look at Luo Jiujiang on the other side, this relaxed posture is exactly the same.

"You have nothing to say to me?" Han Qianling asked with a smile.

Of course, Luo Jiujiang has so many things to ask, so many things to say.He wanted to ask Qianling how he was doing after breaking the boundary, and why he turned into a dragon in the first place.What kind of place is that holy land? How did Qianling suddenly become the envoy of Suzaku Realm... But all these answers were meaningless the moment he touched the other party's palm.At this moment, it seems that there is only the warmth of their ironing and holding each other in the whole world.

All of a sudden, all the senses of the two people seemed to be gathered on the hand that was intertwined, the slender fingers, the slightly thin palm, and the warm palm of the other person. Because they touched each other's existence, the sound of their heartbeats Fast and heavy, almost bursting through the chest cavity.

Luo Jiujiang has nothing to ask. Everything that happened in the past is just a temporary separation between him and Qianling and their reunion.They saw each other again, and reunited the fate that had been forcibly torn apart by fate before and became bloody. Time could not make any gap between them when they saw each other again. The stubble is still fresh.

Now they hold each other's hands, and their lives are completely pieced together.They have each other again, and the biggest flaw is fulfilled.

He retrieved Qianling, and Qianling found him.

Luo Jiujiang raised his hand and gently touched Han Qianling's cheek, sighing: "At that time, you were covered in blood... This is the first time I heard your cry of pain."

"Does it sound painful? I don't remember it anymore." Han Qianling smiled slightly, and unbuttoned his neckline. There was a wooden bead hanging on his chest with his own hair. "All my memories are waking up. When I came, I was still holding this Buddha bead."

"I want to ask you, Jiujiang, even Mr. Zhen couldn't find you. After the secret realm was broken, where have you been?"

Luo Jiujiang also laughed: "A snow-white world...wherever you look, there is a vast expanse of white snow, even thousands of miles of ice is nothing more than that. The sky is gray and the snow is red with cinnabar. The scenery there is very tragic."

The two looked at each other, and neither of them exposed the other's simple and well-intentioned lies.A moment later, Luo Jiujiang shook his head while laughing, and rested his forehead on Han Qianling's shoulder: "I didn't lie to you, the scenery there is indeed a kind of chilling beauty, but the people's hearts are not very good - one day I will kill the instigator Pull him down from the high platform, and make him pay for every blood and crime he committed back then."

The voice was slightly muffled because it hit Han Qianling's chest shortly after the exit, but it did not prevent the awe-inspiring killing intent in it from being clearly discernible.

"Well, together." Han Qianling said calmly.

The next moment, he also buried his head into Luo Jiujiang's neck, and every time he uttered a word, the warm air from his mouth poured all over the skin behind Luo Jiujiang's ears.

"I remember every fragment of the time when I transformed into a dragon. It was really painful, even more painful than in the memory of inheritance. That handful of Yingyi powder directly gave me birth to Jindan." Han Qianling murmured: "I just woke up When I came over, there seemed to be some pain left on my body... Then I opened my hand and saw it."

Han Qianling held Luo Jiujiang's hand and led him to touch the Buddhist bead on his chest.

"At that moment all the pain left me. All that was left was for me to find you, that's all."

"Qianling..." Luo Jiujiang's breath trembled, and his voice was a little hoarse.

At this moment, they are less than a short distance away, their shoulders and necks are touching each other's temperature, and each other's breath rolls down on the skin, as long as they turn their heads, they can look deeply into the eyes of the haunted person.

The two teenagers were generally youthful and energetic, but no one could tell which glance, which moment, and which breath gave the signal. They naturally approached each other, and then their lips touched.

This passion is menacing, fierce and surging, but its origin is calm and natural, just from the heart, from the emotion, and wanting to be close to each other.

To change my breath into your breath, turn your feelings into my feelings, and turn the expectations and love of two people into our common part.

Young bamboo horses, with passionate feelings like the most blazing fire, want to burn everything for it together, they can't hold anything other than each other in their eyes, and even the whole world is just a blurred back.

They want to blend all the blood, mix all the temperatures, and assimilate the most clear and selfless love with the most stubborn and extreme love into a whole, and there will be no distinction between you and me.

This kiss was shallow and not deep, but something more intense was passed silently between the two.Their fingers are intertwined, their chests are pressed against their chests, and the heart of one feels the heart of the other through two thin layers of flesh.The breath belonging to the other party crossed and blended in the four thin lips, and finally mixed into an inseparable appearance.

Just like the meaning they have in each other's life, they have long been inseparable.

Although the kiss was over, the lips were still rubbing against each other, and it took a long time before they were willing to part.Hanqianling's ice-like demeanor in the past has long since melted into a pool of gurgling spring spring, with a soothing and gentle smile on his brows and eyes, coupled with his bright red lips newly kissed by Luo Jiujiang, it is even more unique in the world raw flower color.

Luo Jiujiang watched intently, and suddenly pulled Han Qianling's sleeves, and the two of them smashed together like arhats on the new green grass on the hillside. It stayed in the air for a moment, then floated down leisurely, and finally covered the two people's heads with eloquence.

"My Qianling...is so beautiful and unparalleled." Luo Jiujiang murmured softly.

When Han Qianling heard this, his smile deepened.In the past when he was in Suzaku Realm, if someone dared to say such offensive words to him, he would have been rubbed on the ground by him. However, although he is pressing on Luo Jiujiang with his arms, the meaning and feeling in it are different. totally different.

The kiss just now didn't favor one over another, and Luo Jiujiang's lips were no less colorful than Han Qianling's.Han Qianling's fingertips lightly brushed Luo Jiujiang's lips, and said in the same voice softly: "It turns out that the most beautiful colors in the world are blue and black, and black and red."

Your color, my color, the color that we collide and fuse together...

Han Qianling propped himself up on the grass and sat up, giving Luo Jiujiang a hand by the way.There are so many peach blossom trees on the hillside, they are sitting under the peach trees and looking up, just a gust of breeze is like a rain of peach blossoms.

Looking at the pink petals falling from the sky, Han Qianling suddenly remembered something.

"Luo Jiujiang of Qinglong Academy..." He asked with a sullen smile, "I've already heard your name like thunder, and I was lucky enough to meet you just now——Luo Lang is the best in the world, huh?"

Luo Jiujiang also burst out laughing when he heard the words, he raised his hand and picked off a petal of fallen flowers sticking to the center of Han Qianling's eyebrows, and brought it to his lips with ease, the tip of his tongue lightly rolled it into his mouth, and replied as if pointing Said: "I only love the first branch of Qianling."

So Han Qianling laughed.

The smile turned into a kiss again, and the two of them messed around on the hillside for a while, staining the bottom of their sleeves and hair with flower petals.When the kiss subsided, they lay side by side, their heads raised together, their eyes half closed, enjoying the golden sunlight cut into irregular pieces by the flower branches.

Their hands were still intertwined.

After a while, Han Qianling thought of something and groped Luo Jiujiang's empty wrist: "Is that Mingyin snail broken?"

"It protected me."

"I'm very happy." Han Qianling said.He motioned Luo Jiujiang to look up, took out something from his arms, and hung it on Luo Jiujiang's neck in a precious and important way.

It was a piece of translucent blue dragon scales as clear as the sky and the sea.

It is half the size of an adult's fist, hard and thin, with cool tentacles that can be tucked inside Luo Jiujiang's neckline.The edge of this scale is very sharp, but when Luo Jiujiang tried to put it close to the flesh, the thin and sharp edge of the scale suddenly became rounded.

"My thing, even if it's a scale that has been separated from the body for a long time, it will never hurt you." Han Qianling pointed at the position of the dragon scale through the skirt, and Luo Jiujiang could be detected under his fingertips With a clear heartbeat, "It's better than jade pendant, isn't it?"

Luo Jiujiang couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect Han Qianling to still think about it.He looked at the scale over and over several times, and made sure that the base of the scale was not stained with blood, so he relaxed and said jokingly, "Does the dragon also take off its scale?"

Han Qianling didn't answer this question, he just spoke in a comforting and stubborn tone: "This is the scale of my heart."

"Don't take it off, Jiujiang."

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In order to welcome the Suzaku envoy, Qinglong Academy prepared an extremely sumptuous dinner, and it was only at this time that the two people both showed up.

The Suzaku envoys all wanted to rush to Han Qianling's side to ask about his safety, but the voices of "Luo Lang" from the students of Qinglong Academy sounded again, as if they were about to break through the roof of the academy with joy.

Luo Jiujiang did not shy away from it, and generously followed Han Qianling to sit among the group of Suzaku missions. When he turned his head, he saw a pair of unexpected characters unexpectedly, and couldn't help being surprised and delighted: "Xue Sister, Xiaoren? You have come to the academy, when did you get here?"

"That's right." Feng Xue smiled and said, "When did we come here, what identity did we come with, and why did we come here? This is really a good question."