Cultivation card draw NPC

Chapter 129 37 Main Storyline 2 Demon Siege

The decoration of Mozhuxiang Pavilion is naturally worthy of its reputation.

The heavy curtain with sapphire tubes and moon beads swayed gently in the wind, revealing the inner room for the noble guests to rest. The whole body is made of Xuanyu. Lying on it, it is cool and comfortable. There are many light blue bamboo leaf patterns carved on the Jane, which is also an exquisite thing that people can't put it down.

In the middle of the short table next to it is a four-legged golden beast incense burner, burning the valuable Nankemeng, the ribbon-like smoke floats up from the gap in the air, and the incense mist curls up and floats to the outer hall.

Jiang Qinfeng's eyelashes drooped, he was born with wet round eyes, gentle and lovely, now soaked in sweet wine, the end of his eyes is light red, as if he just cried, with a faint peachy color.

"Well……"

The breath was very light, as expected of a young master who is famous all over the world, even if he drank the honey brew with the strongest alcohol in the Black Bamboo Fragrance Hall, he was obedient and not noisy.

He is always lively, with vivid eyebrows and eyes, but now he is quiet, with snowy cheeks and black hair, like an exquisite doll at his mercy.

"Xiaofeng, do you still recognize me?"

Jiang Youlin leaned beside him, doing his best, even the tiny fluff on his younger brother's face could be seen clearly, his mouth and nose were almost stuck together, full of the familiar fragrance of his younger brother, clear and pure, like the melting ice and snow in early spring, mixed with The indistinct aroma of wine is like a poison that gnaws at the bones, making my heart more and more chaotic.

Everyone in the world praised him for his stunning looks, but they didn't know that in this world, his younger brother's every move was the one that really stirred people's hearts and souls, making him feel distracted, not knowing what to do.

It was precisely because he didn't know what to do that he couldn't hold back and committed such a wicked act that was against ethics.

"Piao, beautiful brother...you are a beautiful brother."

If it was someone else, Jiang Qinfeng would never be so defenseless. He has gone through the test of life and death, and he is no longer a modern student who just crossed over from before, but Jiang Youlin really hides it very well. Occasional cunning is also for their own good.

Jiang Qinfeng is like a drunk cat, opening its belly unsuspectingly, its eyes sparkling and shining, staring at Jiang Youlin's clean face without blinking, and speaking the most truthful answer in his heart .

I have seen countless fairies and beauties in the realm of comprehension, and countless romantic young men from monks from aristocratic families, but none of them can have such an outstanding appearance.

If Jiang Youlin lived in the modern age, his life would be much easier. He would no longer have to worry about his practice, and he would have a smooth star path just by relying on his unfathomable looks that beat the entertainment industry.

However, Jiang Youlin is a child of a family without spiritual roots in the cultivation world. If he wants to inherit the family business and survive in the center of power and the prying eyes of wolves, tigers and leopards, he can only sacrifice some important things.

The pretty brother raised his lips and smiled: "Yes, I will always be your pretty brother."

He hugged his younger brother in one hand, and fiddled with the jade-colored wine glass with the other bony palm, his eyes were dark and bottomless, and he wanted to persuade Jiang Qinfeng to drink another glass, so that he could calm down and move on to the next step.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qinfeng waved his hand suddenly, and there was a bang, the wine glass shattered, and the fine nectar and jade dew splashed on the skirts of the two of them. In an instant, a sweet and greasy aroma of wine overflowed, and it lingered in the room for a long time. Jiang Youlin, who had drunk sober medicine in advance, was a little tipsy.

"No, don't drink it, you'll get drunk."

Jiang Qinfeng held the jug and didn't let go, always feeling dizzy, dizzy, and the Lingtian was gradually boiling hot.There was a layer of moist mist at the bottom of his bright black pupils, and there was still wine stains on his rose-like lips, which attracted Jiang Youlin to touch him and lick him lightly.

"It's so sweet." Jiang Youlin squinted his eyes and praised like a red-haired fox who just got amused.

Jiang Qinfeng said that he was sober, but he was already drunk. He was licked by his pretty brother, and felt a little strange. He beat his head in distress, but he was still groggy, and he couldn't figure out what was strange for a while.

"Xiaofeng, brother asks you a few questions, okay?"

He hastily took off the hands that were beating his head, and held them tightly, intertwining his fingers like opening the paws of a milk cat.

"Okay." Jiang Qinfeng said sincerely.

"Do you like brother?"

"I like it. My brother is very good to me. He always cares about me and misses me. I always hope that he can be happier and have more friends, but every time my brother likes to be alone with me. Yes. Others are also very repulsive..."

Jiang Qinfeng spoke faster and faster, but his words were still straight and round, and he was cutely serious while drunk.

His life has always been full of excitement, full of all kinds of partners, such as elders who care about him, friends with similar interests, lively and lovely pets, Gongsun Ying, Xie Lingtan, Chai Jingyan, Xu Xiaofeng, etc. Played different roles in his life.

He is a person who grew up in a lively environment, so when facing those friends who pay too much attention to him, he also hopes that the other party can find the beauty in life other than himself. This is true for Jiang Youlin, and it is also true for Chai Jingyan.

After all, it is too rare to be unique in a long life, and he doesn't want to be a person's all sustenance.

After all, having lived in this world for so long, Jiang Qinfeng also thought that he would not be able to be a bachelor all his life without completing the task. His expectations for his ideal Taoist partner were invisibly portrayed in the imaginary strategy card.

"So now, do you have someone you like?"

Jiang Youlin heard so many words from him, even though he knew that the liking his younger brother said had nothing to do with love/desire//desire, he felt at ease in his heart.

Jiang Qinfeng froze for a moment, a figure flashed through his mind.

That person actually had a pair of gorgeous eyes like violets. He was cold and indifferent to the rest of the people. He could only face himself with a sudden smile, like a flower blooming in spring.

So, he also turned to that person, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

It was you.

Seeing that he did not respond for a long time, Jiang Youlin had already decided that his brother had no favorite woman, but suddenly he saw him showing a bright smile to himself, the corners of his lips were raised, and his eyes were hazy like spring water, making people prefer to drown in it. The heart suddenly softened and became a cavity of spring water, with nowhere to rush, and could only rush continuously in the internal organs and the spiritual field.

Jiang Youlin held his hand, and the way he did it was very similar to what he did in Linjiang City before. This movement had been rehearsed countless times in his dreams. Those who are doomed to be lost can be gently and skillfully brought back into the palm of the hand.

His younger brother is like a butterfly that everyone is chasing, flying lightly, with confident and bright light shining on the beautiful wings, and he is just one of the thousands of flowers that he has been inhabited for a moment by chance——

If you don't take action, you can only watch the butterfly flying away for the rest of your life. The flowering period is short and it will wither in an instant.

Lifting the bead curtain, revealing an extremely comfortable jade floor, which has been placed here for a long time, just waiting for this moment to play a role.

He gently coaxed Jiang Qinfeng onto the jade bed, and the young master was still unprepared for him when he was drunk. Lying on the Xuanyu bed, he felt icy cold, which just dispelled his own heat, and stretched his limbs generously, as if A butcher's lamb who doesn't know what he's up against.

With trembling hands, Jiang Youlin went to untie the snow-white robe, half of the shirt was untied, and seeing those moist, trusting eyes, he couldn't help but move closer to Jiang Qinfeng's face, his skin was as white as snow, he couldn't bear it He couldn't stop touching it with his lips and tongue, causing the person under him to hum softly twice, still looking puzzled.

"elder brother?"

As a man, Jiang Qinfeng was not used to being pressed down by the other party after all, full of aggression and instability, so he supported Jiang Youlin's shoulders, struggling to sit up, but the beautiful brother pressed him down, not letting him easily move.

"I'm angry..."

He thought he was just having fun, and when he was smiling, he was very talkative, as if you could easily get promises if you asked him for anything.

Jiang Youlin looked at his confused appearance with pity and love in his heart, yes, he has been so indulgent and trusting to him so much, his heart has been melted by this nasty little villain, the tide of love flows out, and it turns into Make crystal tears in the palm of your hand.

"I don't know what you mean by that smile just now, but it's still an excellent thought."

Jiang Qinfeng's face suddenly had a lot of moisture, and when he touched it, it turned out to be the teardrops of his beautiful brother.

So much, so cold, as if all the possessions can't be drained.

He looked up at him.

There were heart-wrenching tears hanging on a white chin, as beautiful as the branches of apricot blossoms with rain and dew in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

"It's just that I suddenly realized that even if you like me soberly, we are not a good match after all. I can't get into the eyes of Immortal Master Gongsun, and I won't be welcomed by those around you. If you marry me, your path... Then there are many ups and downs, unnecessary ups and downs."

He took off Jiang Qinfeng's robe on half of his shoulders. The snow-white and round shoulders were not flawless. He stretched out his fingers and rubbed them carefully, and he could vaguely feel the traces.

"It's here, the bite marks are still there."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing, his eyelashes trembled, and tears fell down.

Back then in Linjiang City, he was publicly exposed by Gongsun Ying, and he lost control of his mind and was filled with resentment. It was Jiang Qinfeng who suddenly appeared and hugged him tightly.

At that time, his life was worse than death. Under the rage, his unstable heart and mouth were torn apart, and he was in pain. The whole world was covered in blood mist, and only this person was transparent.

Killing and hatred rolled in his heart like boiling magma. He could only refuse the boy's help again and again, because he was afraid that he would hurt the only person who cared about him at that time.

"Well, it's so itchy."

Jiang Qinfeng opened his round eyes slightly, looking at Jiang Youlin who was bending over in surprise.

The man stretched out the tip of his bright red tongue, gently sweeping over the traces of the past, where the bumps and bumps were an old bite mark, one, from Jiang Youlin's bite mark.

Tenderness and humbleness are heartbreaking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it at the time, but now it seems that I don't regret it..."

He showed a bright smile, more beautiful than before, just like the poor young man who was so fragile that he was about to disappear under the eaves, like the stunning young man who turned away in the face of clouds.

That year, the clouds that chased him formed lingering red threads on the Tianhe River. He pretended to be indifferent, and the moment he lifted the curtain and entered the boat, there was a pleasant smile on his lips.

That year, the young boy who slashed the enchantment called his name loudly. He leaned against the door and covered his ears, but he refused to leave half a step. When he confirmed that Jiang Qinfeng left, he didn't live up to it and shed tears. .

He is not born hypocritical and cold, cunning and vicious, but his fate is ill-fated, and some things cannot be decided by himself.

At the same time, he stretched out his palm and slowly lowered it. Hearing Jiang Qinfeng's exclamation, the corners of his lips curled slightly.

Xiang Wu floated around, Jiang Qinfeng raised his head to look at Jiang Youlin, those beautiful almond eyes were surprisingly bright.

"You, don't torture me anymore..."

He has always cultivated with a pure heart and asceticism, and he has not done this kind of thing that he often did in his previous life for a long time. Coupled with the stupefied drunkenness, his sanity is particularly fragile.

Jiang Youlin lowered his head, stared at the traces of rouge like peach petals on the snow-white shoulder, and murmured hysterically: "How can this be called torturing you, it is obviously torturing me..."

This torture was finally over. Jiang Qinfeng was lying on the jade bed with disheveled clothes, dripping with sweat, his face was covered by black silk like splashed ink, and his white shoulder blades were trembling like a fragile butterfly.

With a sound of swiping, the fine rice paper was spread out evenly, Jiang Youlin's serious profile looked like an extremely beautiful painting, and the writing was swift and smooth, like a divine help.

He is an unknown legendary master, because his subject matter is so rare that there is only one kind, and that is the portrait of Mr. Xuehun.

You have already drawn too many expressions of Mr. Xuehun, even to the point where his inspiration has dried up and he can no longer draw. Until today, he finally witnessed this person's emotional gesture with his own eyes. When it falls, it perfectly reproduces the breathtaking scene in the painting.

Jiang Youlin brought up the unfinished painting, and the people on it had hazy eyes, seductive and unaware, like a seductive evildoer, it was his lifelong injustice, catastrophe, everything that can't be obtained, can't be said.

Although it is all, but only this pair is enough.

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