Nan Chan

When Cang Ji kicked open the door, Jing Lin was already awake, not only awake, but also soaked in hot water.Cang Ji arrived at the door, and saw Jing Lin smooth at a glance—no, it should be smooth but with scars on the back like the pattern of broken porcelain.The undisguised scars formed a light net, which caught Cang Ji off guard, like a wolf or tiger bumping into it, unable to move his eyes away.

"...Doesn't the door be fastened when you take a bath?" Cang Ji hugged his shoulders, turning a blind eye to the door bolt he kicked off, and leaned against the door panel, as if he would be eaten by Jing Lin if he took a step forward.

Jing Lin glanced sideways at Cang Ji, her chin and neck drew a graceful arc.Cang Ji was a little jealous of the water drops, and one by two they were stroking Jing Lin, making the romantic elegance between his brows exposed in the bathtub.

"The latch is useless." Jing Lin closed his eyes for a moment and said, "What did you hear underneath?"

Cang Ji didn't answer, but instead asked: "Who scratched so many marks on your back?"

Jing Lin said: "No one."

Cang Ji sneered: "You have been 'honest' to me, why bother to hold on to the last bit of fig leaf. There is a limit to winning and losing in this world, who has you lost to before, what is worth repeating over and over again? Three's concealment. Even if you don't say it today, you will be able to hide it tomorrow?"

"It makes sense." Jing Lin said, "But what does it have to do with you?"

"The relationship is unusual." Cang Ji said, "You sleep with me every day, and you forget it when you wake up, it's too ungrateful."

"Isn't it good to be ungrateful?" Jing Lin seemed to laugh, but his face didn't move.

Cang Ji still wanted to answer the conversation, but saw him stand up from the water.Water droplets splashed, Jing Lin carried him on his back, and attracted clothes to wear.Cang Ji looked at the clothes covered with snow white, covering the scars indistinctly, like a thin mist.He never knew that Jing Lin looked so good-looking from behind, all the charming and charming colors killed by Jing Lin were hidden on his back, just putting on the clothes like this, filled the room with a sense of ecstasy, making people no longer feel cold, But hot, hot to sweat, hot to dry mouth.

Cang Ji wanted to avoid his eyes, but felt that avoiding would be an admission of defeat, so he kept watching Jing Lin get dressed.The clothes layered the snow-white layers, but it still seemed to be luring something.Cang Ji thought it would be better to tear it apart, why put it on?He hasn't touched it yet.

"No one scratched my back, it just broke." Jing Lin looked back, seeing Cang Ji as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he was taken aback, "What are you doing against the door?"

"Play." Cang Ji let go of his fierce thoughts, but his face was watertight, "broken? Are you a master of porcelain?"

Jing Lin said coldly: "Why, are you too?"

The two faced each other, Jing Lin was clearly a head shorter than him, but Cang Ji felt that he should be taller.He took a step closer indiscriminately, tilted his head to look carefully at Jing Lin's neck, and even rubbed his eyes back and forth.

"No neck."

"It's broken in half." Jing Lin didn't want to linger on this issue, and said, "What news did you hear downstairs?"

Cang Ji put his hands behind his back, stood in front of Jing Lin like a mountain, and said: "The news is not in vain."

"The mortal government will definitely start an investigation." Jing Lin ignored him and said, "His girl is lost."

Cang Ji pulled out the little stone man in horror: "Did you tell him secretly!"

Jing Lin was calm and composed: "Last night I saw footprints but no body, so I must have been taken away. This case has nothing to do with you and me, but last night was weird. I'm afraid the person holding the copper bell was involved, so... you stop."

Cang Ji threw the upside-down stone figure back on the bed, and fell on it himself, resting his hands on his pillow, his eyes following Jing Lin, and said: "So you have to follow the investigation. I have heard other news. If you want to know, please ask." I."

Jing Lin opened the door and was about to leave, but Cang Ji stood up abruptly, pulled him from the air, and pulled him back with a bright thread.Jing Lin raised his wrist, and saw that he had tied a string to him at some point.

"I just ask you to beg me." Cang Ji sat down imposingly, and smiled, "Do you want me to teach you how to move your mouth?"

Jing Lin lifted his wrist, the thread was tightly bound, it was clearly Cang Ji who specially figured it out to tie him.Cang Ji pinched Jing Lin in front of him with a pinch of his long legs.

Cang Ji threatened: "Time waits for no one, don't keep me waiting."

Jing Lin pursed her lips tightly.

Cang Ji slightly looked up at him: "You are so strange, are people so strange? I often can't tell whether you are cold or hot."

"It's cold." Jing Lin said, "How can a dead person be hot?"

"Don't lie to me." Cang Ji stared at Jing Lin, with some evil spirit on his lips, he turned his head and pressed his lips into Jing Lin's wrist, and slid it to Jing Lin's palm, "It's so hot, you're sweating."

He half-closed his eyes, sinking in Jinglin's palm, like a tiger sniffing a rose, or like an ignorant and straightforward deer.If innocence can go hand in hand with evil nature, then it is probably the elegant color on this face.Jing Lin's fingertips shrank, Cang Ji didn't notice, just raised his eyes, and just stopped in his palm like this, as if he would not let go of Jing Lin's mouth unless he spoke, as if bullying Jing Lin, making Jing Lin difficult, making Jing Lin angry, Then make him feel happy.Apart from devouring, this koi found the pleasure of temptation.

Jing Lin finally compromised, his estrangement was no match for such a single-handed attack, so he said softly: "I beg you - is this so?"

Cang Ji let go of his hand happily, and said, "It's easy to say."

It was just that Cang Ji was about to tell Jing Lin the details, when he heard the window being blown open by the blizzard, and the whistling wind rang in his ears.

Cang Ji and Jing Lin acted together tacitly, and he fell on his back with Jing Lin between his legs.A magic wand was swung between the two of them with a vicious aura, and the tables and chairs in the room were smashed to pieces.

"It's a wonderful time." Cang Ji lay down with a muffled smile, only looking at Jing Lin, and said, "It's not my fault, someone wants to spoil the fun, so let's leave the rest of the story behind."

Unexpectedly, Jing Lin bent her knees and pressed against his inner thigh, and her entire upper body threw herself into his arms.Cang Ji never refused anyone who came, but he just tightened his legs slightly.The moment Jing Lin fell into his arms, the wind and snow had already rushed in, and the room was filled with white flakes.

Cang Ji then heard the window man say with a smile: "This room is very polite, this old man is the Drunken Mountain Monk in the Nine Heaven Realm Soul Chasing Prison. Who stopped my brother Huang Quan's job last night? This old man is here to ask for advice."

As soon as the voice fell, Cang Ji felt that the roof of the inner room was suddenly pressed down, the scene in front of him was completely shortened, and the space around him was reduced crazily, as if he was wrapped into Wuzhishan by a single word, and his throat was tightly stuck.When the magic wand was smashed, waves of faint blue light were set off in a few miles.Countless monsters hid their faces in mourning, but they almost showed their true colors in this light blow.

Who is this person from Huang Quan?It is clearly the title god of the Nine Heavens Realm!

Cang Ji's spiritual sea was shocked, if Jing Lin hadn't stepped forward to block his chest, he would have choked up blood in this blow.But even so, it was as if he had been whipped in the spine, and his whole body was in severe pain.

Jing Lin never expected that he could hide from Haijiao Zongyin, but he couldn't hide from Drunken Mountain Monk.Even if Cang Ji eats him right now, he still can't stand Drunken Mountain Monk's stick!

Cang Ji raised his finger to cover up the blood, stood up and withdrew.But the timing was wrong, how could Wuzhishan escape easily?Cang Ji just got up, and a skinny old monk Dai Li turned from the window and shook his head.

"Is that you? Don't go, don't go, play with the old man!"

This old monk is none other than the Drunken Mountain Monk in the Soul Chasing Prison.After 900 years in Zhongdu, this person flew up to enter the country. Because of his good wine and madness, he got the name of "Drunken Mountain".Many years ago, I lost my hair because of love, and kowtowed in front of the Buddha in the Vatican altar, but because the red dust is still there, I have never really converted to Buddhism.When Jinglin was Linsong Lord, he had met him several times, but he didn't know what had happened to him in the past 500 years, so that he became so old.

Drunken Mountain Monk blocked the window with a stick, and blocked the way with his body, he slashed his hands and caught Cang Ji.Cang Ji slid to avoid dodge, and the drunk mountain monk laughed loudly: "It's not slippery, it really is a koi!"

He saw through Cang Jiyuan's body at a glance, then looked inside again, and saw Jing Lin shaking his legs anxiously, scratching the back of his neck, and shouting: "But what are you? People don't look like people, ghosts don't look like people, cover up It's pretty strict!"

Jing Lin pressed Cang Ji's shoulders, and turned to face the drunk mountain monk.It is only said that in this press and support, Cang Ji noticed that not only his face changed, but his temperament also changed sharply.

"What am I?" Jing Lin said, "Can't you see?"

The Drunken Mountain Monk was so drunk that his eyes were cloudy.His eyes lingered on Jing Lin's face: "I don't know, who cares about you!"

The palm wind hit his face in an instant, Jing Lin swayed to dodge, and walked calmly with a few steps.The Drunken Mountain Monk's eyes flickered, and he sat up straight with a "Huh?"The magic wand can't be moved easily, so he can only let his palms chase Jing Lin as if playing, but he finds that Jing Lin is far more difficult to catch than Cang Ji.The Drunken Mountain Monk couldn't catch anyone, not even the hem of his clothes, not only lost his mind, but also sobered up from the wine.

"Who are you?" Drunken Mountain Monk suddenly turned his hands and pushed, but heard the wind whirl, and the corner of Jing Lin's robe was cut through the entrance.

"How can you be a good man if you cover up." Drunken Mountain Monk re-inserted his magic wand on the ground, and stretched out his posture with bare hands, "Your body skills are mysterious, you are so weird, this old man has fought against you!"

The Drunken Mountain Monk's voice is still there, but Jing Lin has already deceived him.The hatchback collision broke out in the room like a storm, and the tables, chairs and benches shattered together.Although Jing Lin's spirit is weak, he has extraordinary skills and fierce moves, and this feeling restores his spirit.The Drunken Mountain Monk leaned forward to block, but his arm was caught with a "click". He was thin, but he was able to remain motionless.This blow was as fast as a gust of wind, and I thought it would make Jing Lin retreat, but unexpectedly, Jing Lin flipped his wrist flexibly and dispelled the punch of Drunk Mountain Monk, but instead pinched his lifeline with two fingers, stuck his body and shoulders, and knocked Drunk Mountain away. The monk fell to the ground with a bang.Jing Lin swayed, and the movements were done in one go, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

Drunken Mountain Monk lay down for a few moments before standing up.He stamped his foot on the ground, shaking violently around him, and his wand jingled and swirled.

"Who are you?" Drunken Mountain Monk moved his hands, covered his staff with his hands, and asked again, "The only one who can suppress me in the sky is Mr. Sha Ge. Who are you, and you still don't show your face!"

The golden light of the falling magic wand rose sharply, and the monsters in a radius of several miles suddenly fled away in a hurry.Jing Lin was not coerced, but fell into the sharp counterattack of the drunk mountain monk.The Drunken Mountain Monk rolled the snow with his golden staff, every move suddenly seemed to be overwhelmed by Mount Tai, unstoppable.Jing Lin Linghai was not as good as him, and he was able to do it with ease only by his moves, but he couldn't do it like this, and was forced to retreat steadily.

"There must be a conspiracy in sneaking around! What kind of monster are you!"

Jing Lin's face was calm: "How, are you afraid?"

The Drunken Mountain Monk's foot touched the magic wand, and the long wand turned in the palm of his hand, facing Jing Lin's head with the wand!

"Wait for the old man to break open this skin and find out!"

The falling magic wand is like a gold wrap around the body, and when it is chopped down, the surrounding wind is torn apart, and everything is covered twice like waves.If it hits the target this time, Jing Lin will probably break it again!At this dangerous moment, Drunken Mountain Monk's wrist sank, and his whole body was pulled backwards by a huge force.He was just negligent for a moment, and saw Jing Lin in front of him flipped one hand, and the snow turned into a sword, and swept across his throat decisively.

Drunken Mountain Monk immediately leaned back with his strength, and Jing Lin's sword swept across his throat. He had seen the gods of the Nine Heavens, but he was also embarrassed by the power of this moment.However, the next moment the sword turned into flying snow and scattered, Jinglin kicked, and the Drunken Mountain Monk smashed into the broken object and fell to the wall.

Jing Lin panted slightly, moved his wrist, and was dragged into his arm by Cang Ji.The Drunken Mountain Monk has jumped up, furious: "Okay! This old man wants to see who you are today!"

Cang Ji was dazzled by the golden light, Jing Lin's cold hand had already patted his neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "Run!"

Cang Ji hugged the man and rolled over, the door had already been broken open, and the two of them fell down the stairs together.Cang Ji touched Jing Lin's trembling hands, pulled the rings around his neck, got up without thinking, and jumped outside.But the Drunken Mountain Monk snorted coldly, and the golden light swayed like waves, pushing towards the two of them.Cang Ji stepped on the threshold and jumped up.

The drunk mountain monk said: "Don't run, don't run, I still want to play!"

The wind howled between the words, and the magic wand was thrown violently.The entire sky and the earth were blizzarded, even the wind had to make way for Jiang's magic wand, and it easily chased behind Cang Ji like a sharp arrow.Cang Ji tried his best to jump, but he couldn't resist its approach no matter what.The back is cold and cold, and the pressure is strong, and the blood in the whole body must stop at this moment.

The golden light exploded, and the snowy night was bright.Thousands of miles of snow roared and rolled, and the monsters in the town screamed in pain.Jing Lin turned over, knocked Cang Ji's head off, and then hit Cang Ji's back hard with his magic wand. Cang Ji's arms sank, and the two of them were smashed to the snow in the strong wind.Hot blood splashed on his cheeks, and dripped from Jing Lin's body to wet Cang Ji's chest.He hit the ground in severe pain, and grabbed Jing Lin who was sliding.

As far as the palm is concerned, blood is dripping.