Nan Chan

Jing Lin's wet hair stretched his body, the skin between his lips was bitten, but was licked until blood remained, his whole face looked even more pale, and he was so embarrassed that he really didn't look like Linsong Lord.Dong Jun's words didn't move him, because it was expected that Dong Jun was just scaring him.

Dong Jun was smashed hard, his clothes were wrinkled like ripples, seeing Cang Ji startled when he heard the sound, he immediately pushed his palm between Cang Ji's arms, seeing Cang Ji fall back and retreat.He was blindfolded by Jing Lin, only a pair of ears could tell the direction clearly.As soon as he landed, he flashed out, and before the Drunken Mountain Monk lowered his stick, he led Jing Lin and jumped out for a few miles.

"Not a human, not a demon." Cang Ji was burning hot all over, full of aura and impatient, and was eagerly looking for an exit.Holding his breath, he ran and asked, "Then what is he!"

Jing Lin slipped on Cang Ji's back, and was dragged back by Cang Ji to pick him up.He lowered his head on Cang Ji's neck, and said drowsily: "He was originally one of the blood sea demons."

"Evil?" Cang Ji plunged into the forest and couldn't help raising his voice, "He's an evil!"

"The truth is the truth." Jing Lin's lips were tingling with the wind, he let go of his hand and said, "This is the reason why your truth will be frightened."

Because of this, when Jun's father stood up to Dong Jun, the Three Realms would still be in turmoil. If it hadn't been approved by the Buddhist altar, I'm afraid this matter still needs to be discussed.

As soon as Jing Lin's voice fell, the wind tightened in the back of his head.He leaned on Cang Ji's shoulders, and suddenly let go of his arms and turned over and slid down. Cang Ji stepped on a stone and firmly caught Jing Lin's figure.After a round of driving, the two of them had reached the side of a steep mountain.The Drunken Mountain Monk descended from the sky, and the falling magic wand hit the ground, the mountain suddenly cracked, and Cang Ji slipped, holding Jing Lin in his arms and sinking.

Drunk Mountain Monk wanted to chase after him again, but he saw the root of the mountain god protruding from the ground, and blocked the broken place tightly.

"You can't take care of yourself, and you still have to protect others." Drunk Mountain Monk smashed his stick.

The roots and vines of the mountain gods are entangled, and the soil in the mountains disintegrates, flowing like water.As if he couldn't understand what the Drunken Mountain Monk said, he tied the mud ball that trapped Jinglin and the two into rice dumplings and stuffed it under his body, grabbed it with the rattan, as if he had eaten it.

Drunken Mountain Monk frowned, but he didn't attack anyone as he said.He looked back on the spot and screamed: "Come out!"

Dongjun poked his head out: "What are you doing?"

"I asked you to help me get them!" Drunken Mountain Monk said, "You let them go."

"When did you ask me to help you? You obviously asked me to investigate. I did. I even broke the illusion. Not only did you not praise me, but you also blamed me." Dongjun was really wronged.

"This fish is already afraid of your true nature, if you are willing to act supernaturally, don't just run away, even if you take a step, he won't be able to get away!" Drunken Mountain Monk was so angry that he wished he could hit him with his stick.

"Will he say it after he's caught?" Dong Jun asked again, "Do you think we can solve it if you catch him?"

The magic wand suddenly pointed at the tip of Dongjun's nose, and the drunk mountain monk glared at him: "You said 'I understand', what did you understand!"

Dong Jun raised his palm under the threat of the magic wand, and said honestly: "I don't understand anything, I'm just fooling him." Seeing the drunken mountain monk's face change, he said, "I seem to understand a little bit now."

Drunken Mountain Monk said: "Do you understand or not!"

"Understood." Dong Jun said, "Even though he answers fluently, and it's hard to tell the truth from the fake, there is something strange about it. No matter who he should be, he shouldn't be so weak. You see him taking risks many times, all because of that It is really strange that Yu Yu rescued him. If he is Jinglin, he must enter the realm of Dacheng to escape from death. Since he is in the realm of Dacheng, how can he be chased by you and me? Even if I show my true shape, I may not be able to beat him. Behaving lightly, not revealing the true face, and deliberate impersonation are also possible. But."

"only?"

Dongjun said: "It's really nice to call him brother."

"Don't talk about gossip! What's going on now." Drunken Mountain Monk looked at the mountain god, "If you can't kill him, you can't get rid of him, so why don't you keep him here?"

"Didn't you clamor to catch him back? I just wanted to see how you catch him." Dongjun said, "The mountains here are all his body, you have to carry them all to the Soul Chasing Prison to catch him." live'."

Even a drunk mountain monk can't carry the mountain to the sky.

"I think his kindness is a son, and it can be regarded as exorcising demons, so I will ask for forgiveness for him. But if you indulge in this and ignore it, there will be troubles again in the future. In this case, it is better to just take him across." Dong Jun said.

"You want to cross him to become a god?" Drunken Mountain Monk was stunned, "Stop joking! You and I have to report to Nine Heavens first, and your lord..."

Dongjun said casually: "I'll just tell him later, it's just a god in charge, it doesn't matter."

The Drunken Mountain Monk seemed to hesitate, he endured for a moment, leaned close to Dong Jun's ear, and whispered: "If you cut it first and then play it, Your Majesty will definitely not be happy."

Dong Jun also whispered: "When have you ever been happy to see him? It's okay, my brother."

Drunk Mountain Monk saw that Dong Jun insisted, and finally stopped talking.It's just that he was circled twice, so he forgot to ask how to deal with the two who were swallowed by the mountain god.When I looked back, I couldn't find Dongjun's shadow, nor Jinglin and the two of them.

Dongjun coaxed him into a daze with a smile, but the hand that had patted Cang Ji was always behind his back.The Drunken Mountain Monk didn't know that half of the bones were exposed in his hand, and the skin and flesh were melted away by the heat.

Jing Lin supported the ground to ease his mind, and Cang Ji beside him had shrunk into a ball, turning into a koi with a tail.He swallowed too much in one gulp, and was coerced by Dong Jun's ferocious face, which made him unable to maintain his shape and needed to return to his original shape and slowly melt away.Jing Lin fell to the side, heard the sound of roots gushing into the soil, and felt that they were gradually trapped in the intertwined closure of roots and mud, not only getting deeper and deeper, but also getting darker and darker.

Jing Lin's body was heavy and his arms were light, he put his arms around Cang Ji, his arms were like a pool of water.The koi slid into it, and if it didn't move, Jing Lin passed out with a puddle of water in his arms.The roots and vines of the mountain god dripped the water drops, and Jing Lin felt like he had become a fish, trapped in the warm water.He became more and more drowsy, and Dong Jun's words still echoed in his ears.

"Among all the brothers, he is the least likable."

Cang Ji was shaken by the copper bell until he vomited. When he was at his desk, he saw a young man in white robe and silver crown passing by with his sword in his hand. He was beating a drum in his stomach, but he still felt familiar.

Isn't that Jinglin!

Cang Ji rolled over the table, stepped on the window and leaned over to look, and said, "Why are you like this..."

The sunlight was dazzling, and Cang Ji squinted his eyes.Seeing Jing Lin's youthful face, and his stature is much shorter than now, but only to his chest, he guessed that this time it was not someone else, but Jing Lin's memory.

The young man Jinglin stood in a white robe, and when he reached the bottom of the steps, he took off his sword and knelt alone, and Cang Ji heard his childish voice as he wished.

"Father." The young man Jing Lin put his arms on his knees and bowed his head and said, "I'm back."

People came out of the hall on the steps, and saw the brothers in white robes and silver crowns separated on both sides, and the man in the deep purple robes in the middle came down steadily and helped Jinglin himself.

"How is this trip?"

The young Jing Lin said: "It's not bad."

The man then asked with concern: "Is there any injury?"

The young man Jinglin paused slightly, and said, "No."

The man patted him on the shoulder and praised: "I have been with you for a long time for my father, and your brothers will take care of you. This trip to the south will bring immeasurable merit! If you want something, just ask my father."

There was silence on both sides, and everyone's expressions were unpredictable.

Cang Ji felt strange, even though he didn't have brothers and didn't understand the beauty of reunion, he also knew that brothers meeting each other must not be in this atmosphere.

Only the two men on the left and right of the man came forward to meet him, one of them was Fengshen and handsome, he raised his hand and shook Jing Lin's arm, and smiled privately at him.

"I expected you to be home by now." He said proudly, "Yun Sheng said it would be later."

"I didn't know you were walking so fast, it's good to come back." The other was quite handsome, and it made people feel like a spring breeze. Cang Ji never thought that this son would be the future Chengtian Jun Yunsheng.

The young man Jing Lin was brought into the room by them, and he appeared behind the screen.The little girl's black eyes were lacquer stars, and she waved at Jinglin from afar.

"Qingyao is not allowed to cry." Li Rong said, "Your Brother Ninth is finally back."

Qingyao covered her ears and read: "If you don't listen, don't listen, fourth brother recites the scriptures!"

Cang Ji suddenly felt his heart soften, he immediately covered his chest in a daze, but immediately understood that this feeling was not his, but Jing Lin's.Once upon a time they also entered other people's dreams.But there has never been a word of empathy, Cang Ji was quite novel, and pressed his chest again.

This is the younger sister that Jing Lin talked about.

Cang Ji touched the tip of his nose, somewhat unexpected.He saw that although there were some awkwardnesses on the table, it was still enjoyable, so he couldn't understand it.

Why did Jing Lin kill Jun's father?

The profile of the young Jing Lin is far more immature than now, he is as quiet as a soul wandering in the sky, and Cang Ji gradually realizes that he is absent-minded from his silence.He just answered every question when Junfu spoke, he neither joked with the brothers nor glanced at them.

The meal ran out faster than expected, Yun Sheng and Li Rong sent the young Jing Lin home, and the three of them stood in the courtyard and talked for a while.When Cang Ji saw the ginkgo on Jinglin's head hanging down in his hair, he casually brushed it off with a slight smile.He has changed a bit, and he is far more relaxed than at the banquet at this time.

His voice is still the same, but he added some lightness: "Although there are many monsters going south, they are all little monsters. If you want to be diligent, brothers should go to the north."

"You and I will change in the next month. You will supervise the school at home, and I will go to the north to have a look." Li Rong is taller than the two of them, and the strength in his arms can be seen faintly. Swimming the Canglong in the sea of ​​clouds. Father wants to unite these two to go to the sea of ​​blood together, so I am here to find out."

"The phoenix is ​​okay, but the blue dragon." Yun Sheng said softly, "I heard that it is arrogant and reckless, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it."

"Now that the east has fallen, and the sea of ​​blood is approaching, no matter what, we must inform you." Li Rong said, "If you can't get what you want, then let it be."

The young man Jinglin pointed to Ginkgo, and he said: "If it doesn't work, then I will go."

"What's the rush?" Li Rong suddenly patted Jing Lin on the back, looked at him and said, "You stayed at home before daddy said anything. I've discussed it with them this time, and I won't embarrass you again."

"You should treat them with a smile." Yun Sheng said, "We are brothers, so we shouldn't be so divided. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. The situation is getting worse now, and the family needs to be more stable."

The young man Jing Lin nodded and said nothing, and the two of them left together.Cang Ji followed Jing Lin into the house, and saw that it was deserted and quiet inside, so it was boring.He turned over and lay on Jinglin's bed, propped his head up to watch Jinglin take off his sword and take off his clothes, and he carried water into the bucket by himself.

Cang Ji picked up the ginkgo that Jing Lin was pinching just now, and only smiled: "It's really the same, even the problem of bathing has not changed."

Jing Lin filled the bucket with cold water and sat on the edge of the bed. Cang Ji only closed one eye, watching the young man with his back to him gradually take off his clothes.Eighteen or nineteen-year-old flesh and blood are in the midst of temptation, and they look good besides eating them raw and lightly fried.Cang Ji saw that the white robe slipped off, gradually extending the injury on his back.

The criss-crossed wounds of varying sizes and shades reveal the difficulty of walking with a sword. When you say "never", the gauze is torn off, and the new wounds cover the old wounds, like strange patterns laid on white satin.

Cang Ji's throat was dry, and he couldn't help turning over.Seeing that Jinglin poured cold water on half of his body, he didn't even need the mirror, and wiped it with familiarity.It's just that the blood bead rushed down, dripping into the dimpled waist before Cang Ji's eyes.Cang Ji seemed to hear the intriguing sliding sound of the blood bead, with enough power to kill, it gently and delicately slid into the socket that could accommodate his thumb.

desire.

Cang Ji silently read these two words, as if he didn't recognize them, but also seemed to know them well.

The young Jing Lin was still wearing a crown, and when he suddenly looked back, his eyes were condensed.Cang Ji met that gaze, and gradually pressed the tip of his tongue against his sharp teeth.

He let out a laugh, repeating in a low voice.

"This is the desire you teach."

Cang Ji seemed to have learned something, so he lay back on the couch, laughing all by himself.He turned over to look at Jinglin again, only to feel that the young man seemed to be caged in the light, becoming both within easy reach and out of reach.Even though Jing Lin's demeanor and eyes are cold, Cang Ji still feels that his heart is soft.