The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Meng Chongguang lightly pressed his upper lip with his thumb, as if he was reminiscing and preserving the soft touch of touching Xu Xingzhi's lips just now.

Xu Xingzhi saw his little look of nostalgia, fearing that he would make a mess again, he scolded in a low voice: "Go back."

Meng Chongguang reached out and took away the cup that Xu Xingzhi used to drink just now, and followed the shallow marks left by the wine liquid tilted in the copper cup, sticking to the place where Xu Xingzhi's lips touched, poured out half of the remaining wine inside. After finishing drinking, he put the cup in his palm again: "Brother, do you have anything else to say to Brother Jiuzhideng?"

Without waiting for Xu Xingzhi to answer, Meng Chongguang said on his own: "...then I'll go back to the hall and wait for the senior brother. The senior brother has drunk enough today, so don't drink any more."

Xu Xingzhi: "..."

Meng Chongguang didn't give Xu Xingzhi any space to speak, and asked persistently: "When will senior brother come back?"

Xu Xingzhi just felt like a little daughter-in-law who was caught and raped by her husband after being messed around by this little brat, which felt quite funny.

He asked back, "When do you want me to come back?"

"Come back right away. Run back." Meng Chongguang said directly, "I went out this door, hoping to see my brother on the bed when I go back."

Xu Xingzhi lifted his robe, and even if his slender legs were folded up unruly, it looked particularly pleasing to the eye: "Yes. I heard, go."

Meng Chongguang went out happily.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even glance at the nine lamps.

Xu Xingzhi was not in a hurry to get up, he took the cup that Jiuzhideng used to drink, filled another cup of wine, and complained without hesitation: "Little thing, you are so brave, you dare to threaten me."

Jiuzhideng was still standing there, his voice was unbelievably hoarse: "Brother, are you going back?"

Jealousy boiled away his originally peaceful heart lake, gradually revealing the ugly and ugly rocks underneath.

"Good idea." Xu Xingzhi snorted, "If you don't go back, let's drink. If you don't give him some flair, he'll really be pissed off."

Jiuzhideng heard his own voice asking with difficulty: "Brother, are you and Meng Chongguang... are Taoist couples?"

Obviously knowing the answer is like a drowning person who knows that the water will overflow and turn him into a floating mass of dead flesh, but he is still unwilling to do so. Expectation and hope are also happiness for Jiuzhideng.

Brother, please, leave me a way out.

Give me a reason to live.

"What Taoist companion?" Xu Xingzhi's expression was a little awkward, and his cheeks were rarely flushed, so he held up his wine glass to cover up, "...I haven't told Master about this yet."

Jiuzhideng's lungs throbbed sharply, and for a moment he forgot how to exhale: "Why...why?"

Why is he?

"I'm afraid of being scolded. It's easy for the master to explain, it's the Lord of Guangfu..." Xu Xingzhi said this, and when he raised his head, he was startled by Jiuzhideng's face like a dead person, "Little lamp? What's the matter?" ?”

Jiuzhideng didn't know what kind of expression to make, so he could only show the smile he had practiced facing the mirror a hundred times in his spare time, hoping that he could show when he saw Xu Xing.

The corners of his lips turned up, and he asked word by word: "Brother, do you know that Meng Chongguang is a demon?"

Before this, Jiuzhideng had never used such a cold and vicious tone, never said anything about others behind their backs.

But at this moment, he just wanted to see his senior brother's shocked and angry expression when he found out that he had been deceived, as if this could make his broken and rapidly distorted heart feel better.

However, Xu Xingzhi mercilessly tore off the scab that was knotted on the wound and talked about comforting him with only a few words.

Xu Xingzhi was surprised and said: "...you know?"

At the beginning, Jiuzhideng didn't understand these three words.

When he understood it, the invisible tide surged across the sky and covered his nose and mouth, moistening things silently and slowly tearing him apart from the inside.

Brother... already knew?

Seeing that Jiuzhideng knew about this, Xu Xingzhi simply confessed and said, "Do you still remember that at the Donghuang Sacrifice Conference, when I was the order officer and went to Ling Qiushan to bring back the two disciples of Ying Tianchuan who caused trouble, I met Chongguang. ?”

Jiuzhideng silently nodded.

Of course he remembered that day.

Before that day, he never hated anyone.

"When those two disciples snatched his floating jade fruit, I was already in the forest, and I noticed a lot of monster power surging in the mountain, but I wasn't sure if it was Chongguang. He proposed to enter the mountain gate, so I took him away. Come back. After the master tested his spiritual roots, he told me that he is indeed a demon, and he is also a psychic sky demon that is rare in thousands of years."

"Master agreed to keep him because he was afraid that he would be left outside with no one to teach him. Over time, he would develop a disposition to commit crimes and misdeeds. If he makes trouble in the future, it will surely bring disaster to the common people."

Xu Xingzhi held the wine glass, and when he recalled, there was a smile on his face: "Well, now he doesn't harm the people anymore, he only catches me alone."

Jiuzhideng heard his blood flow backwards and his throat itched.

The reason why he didn't dare to express his feelings to his senior brother easily was because he thought for himself that the senior brother's so-called "all ways are equal" were just words of comfort that he said alone to listen to.

He didn't dare to get close to him, he was terrified, he was afraid that if he showed his affection to his senior brother, his senior brother would be like the dragon-loving Ye Gong, and he was afraid to avoid him.

It was only now that he realized that the ridiculous person was himself.

How could he misunderstand senior brother so much.

Senior brother is obviously not Ye Gong, because he has already found his beloved dragon.

In the past, Jiuzhideng would always naively ask himself because of Xu Xingzhi's doting on Meng Chongguang: Where am I worse than Meng Chongguang?Germany?talent?appearance?Is it still the heart to treat the senior brother?

Why do brothers always treat Meng Chongguang closer?Kissing, cuddling, even sleeping on the same bed... how am I not as good as Meng Chongguang? !

...Probably because of his birth.It must be because of his birth.

What he saw and what he heard today made his last bit of luck die in his chest.

He thought he would collapse, but what he said was gentle and calm: "Senior Brother, you'd better go back quickly. Junior Brother Meng hasn't seen you back for a long time, and I'm going to cry again."

... However, the fact is that if he is allowed to look at Xu Xingzhi like this again, he will be driven crazy by the longing and pain in his heart.

In fact, after Meng Chongguang came here to make a fuss, Xu Xingzhi couldn't taste the wine in the glass anymore, and he always remembered the moment of sadness and shock when the child ran into the door angrily.

Ever since I kissed myself under Sumei Qingyue, Meng Chongguang has been chasing me this year. Since I have feelings for him, although I haven't formally agreed to him, I came to meet him without greeting him. It's really not good for others to drink alcohol.

At this time, he heard Jiuzhideng guess that Meng Chongguang would cry, and he felt even more flustered, and drank the wine in his glass in a hurry.He got up and said, "When are you leaving?"

Jiuzhideng said dumbly: "Tomorrow morning."

"Don't stay for two more days?"

"There are many affairs in the general forum..."

Xu Xingzhi showed a little regretful expression, and put his hand on his shoulder: "When will you pass the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, you send me a letter, and I will accompany you."

The nine-branched lamp, which was torn to bloody inside, resisted the warmth and said: "Thank you, brother."

After making an agreement and seeing the nine-branched lamp that he thought about day and night, Xu Xing felt a little calm in his heart, stepped out of the threshold, turned his free brush into a flowing sword, and jumped on it.

At that time, the moonlight was bright and clear, and nine lamps went out to see each other off.

Every second he returned to the main altar of the Demon Dao, Jiuzhideng was used to seeing all kinds of people. If he found someone with a slight resemblance to his senior brother in terms of eyebrows and eyes, he would be happy for two or three days; even if it was just The way of holding chopsticks is the same as that of Xu Xingzhi, so he can watch the time of a meal by staring at that hand.

But when he went out, he only saw the back of Xu Xingzhi walking away with scattered silver.

...he didn't even look back at himself.

The nine lamps turned back into the hall and sat down on the chair.

After a while, he pulled out a decorative short knife from his waist, opened the sleeve of his left arm with his right hand, and pressed the extremely blunt tip of the knife against his left forearm.

Just now, Meng Chongguang was reported to Xu Xingzhi as a demon. The despicable behavior of this matter made Jiuzhideng, who has always been proud, almost unbearable.

He held the handle of the knife, with the tip of the knife downward, exerting force slowly, so that the gradual onset of pain covered up many things.

After he put away the knife, Liu Yunhe pushed the door in and asked, "My lord, are you leaving today?"

Nine Branches raised its red eyes, and its mind was like a desert in the first blizzard.

He said blankly, "...what did you say?"

It was rare for Liu Yunhe to see such a nine-branched lamp. After a thought, he said, "Want some wine? I'll accompany you."

Jiuzhideng paused, and said softly: "...how much did you bring? Bring them all."

When Xu Xingzhi returned to the guest hall where he lived, he found that the door of the hall was locked.

Angrily and funnyly scolded "little bastard", Xu Xingzhi sat down on the steps at the door, put the paper bag in his hand by his side, and said loudly: "Chongguang, I just went out of the valley and bought you a bag. I like the crispy duck.”

The hall was terribly quiet.

Xu Xingzhi deliberately pulled out the hot paper bag with a clattering sound: "Brother, let me eat it for you."

The palace door behind him was pulled open suddenly, before Xu Xingzhi could turn his head back, he was hugged from behind.

"A quarter of an hour..." Meng Chongguang was so wronged that he died, "It's been a quarter of an hour. Brother, I miss you so much."

Xu Xingzhi was softened by his hug, and rubbed his hair with his backhand: "Squeamish. I just can't see it for a while, and it's not like I won't come back to sleep."

Meng Chongguang exerted his arm again: "...you dare not come back!"

Xu Xingzhi teased him: "What will you do if I don't come back?"

Meng Chongguang stopped talking.

After a short while, there was a burst of warmth from the place where he was buried in Xu Xingzhi's neck that made Xu Xingzhi's scalp numb.

"...Fuck me?" Xu Xingzhi couldn't bear this, and felt very uncomfortable, "Hey... hey! Zhongguang, don't cry... Brother is wrong, isn't this going to buy you delicious food? You I stayed a little longer after I left, and then I went out of the valley, really."

The little milk dog bared its teeth and cried, "You can't stay longer! Those nine lamps have no good intentions for senior brother!"

Xu Xingzhi had a headache.

How could he have thought that Meng Chongguang and Jiuzhideng were a couple in the past?Now it seems like a joke in the world.

But the little milk dog still needs to be coaxed, especially Meng Chongguang, who is very evil. Wiping his tears, with a layer of tears in his eyes, he took a small breath, and when he looked at Xu Xing from the side with grievances, Xu Xingzhi only felt that he was My heart is about to melt.

He said softly: "Xiao Deng is not such a person, don't think too much about it."

Meng Chongguang yelled: "Why isn't he?! He touched brother's hand! I saw it!"

Xu Xingzhi: "..."

He scratched his temples in distress, trying to divert his attention away from Jiuzhideng: "Okay, brother is wrong. If I meet him in the future, I will tell you in advance, okay?"

Meng Chongguang stared: "You still want to meet?"

Xu Xingzhi's complexion changed: "Meng Chongguang, don't push your nose on your face. Even if you are an uncle, you want to control who I go with, do you think I have heard it before?"

Finding that Xu Xingzhi was showing signs of anger, Meng Chongguang immediately softened his expression and voice, and rubbed against Xu Xingzhi pitifully: "But I'm jealous, and I feel uncomfortable. Brother, don't you care?"

Seeing his freely switching expressions, Xu Xingzhi almost couldn't hold back his joy.

He coughed, pretending to be stern and said: "Meng Chongguang, touch your own conscience. When will I leave you alone?"

Meng Chongguang blinked, looked down at his chest, then loosened his arms around Xu Xingzhi's shoulders, touched Xu Xingzhi's body from the side, and pulled away the changed pajamas.

His chest covered by clothes was exposed, but he had a very obvious muscle outline, and his skin light became more and more soft like porcelain under the moonlight.

The two temperaments of innocence and cunning reached a strange sense of harmony on Meng Chongguang's face: "Brother, please help me touch it."

Xu Xingzhi couldn't hold back his joy now: "Meng Chongguang, you have to show some face."

Meng Chongguang leaned on Xu Xingzhi's legs, and acted coquettishly: "It's fine if you want senior brother, what's the use of face."

After that, he took aim at the paper bag placed beside Xu Xingzhi, his eyes lit up: "What is this?"

"The last time I took you to play near Qinglianggu, you mentioned it and said it was delicious." Xu Xingzhi put the paper bag softened by the heat on Meng Chongguang's stomach, "Eat it."

Meng Chongguang's eyes lit up: "It's been three years since senior brother brought me to Qingliang Valley..."

"Three years?" Xu Xingzhi frowned slightly, "Maybe."

Meng Chongguang grabbed Xu Xingzhi's lapel: "I mentioned it casually three years ago, do you still remember it? I don't even remember it."

Xu Xingzhi blushed: "... so many words. Eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Meng Chongguang opened his mouth slightly: "...ah."

Xu Xingzhi was indifferent: "Meng, how old are you?"

Meng Zhong's face remained unchanged: "It's 21."

"Then do you know that in the world, a man your age is almost the father of two or three children?"

Meng Chongguang leaned his face to the side of Xu Xingzhi's firm belly, and said rascally: "Then senior brother gave birth to me."

Xu Xingzhi was completely out of action with this little bastard, and laughed and cursed, "Forget about being lazy", he opened the paper bag, turned the "free pen" into fine cloth, cleaned his hands, and burned the paper until it was crispy and tender. The flesh and blood of the man was separated and fed into Meng Zhongguang's mouth.

The moonlight is like jade like pearls, like Yaoguang, like hail and snow. Xu Xingzhi is sitting on the steps washed by the moonlight, with Meng Chongguang on his lap, and some drunken disciples are playing festive music , the sound came from afar, only washing everything clearer and more beautiful.

But in the other hall, more than a hundred paces away, the nine lamps had already been used for half an hour, getting himself drunk.

The wine is the most intoxicating, so Liu Yunhe picked up the nine-branched lamp, who was too drunk to sit still, and put it on the side of the soft couch. He took off his blood-soaked blood-soaked clothes and took off his soap boots.

In just half an hour just now, Liu Yunhe listened to Jiuzhideng counting how well Xu Xingzhi treated him, punished and beaten for him, and even suffered a serious injury because he blocked the silver ring snake seal for him once. Cold syndrome, still unwilling to undress in front of everyone, and so on.

Liu Yunhe loosened his hair for him, let the black hair flow down the edge of the bed, and slowly rubbed his temples for him, his gestures were considerate, but his words were full of malice: "My lord, don't think about it again." It's Xu Xingzhi. He practiced the way of immortality, and he is not in the same way as the way of magic."

"But Meng Chongguang is a demon, why can he be with senior brother..." Jiuzhideng murmured drunkenly, "If senior brother is with him, how could Lord Guangfu agree to give him the position of Lord Fengling Mountain? What will Senior Brother do in the future...Meng Chongguang is always selfish and never thinks about Senior Brother's future and reputation..."

Liu Yunhe leaned close to him, and asked softly in his ear: "If you don't want to be the master of Fengling Mountain, then he can become a wandering immortal, wouldn't it be good?"

Jiuzhideng gritted his teeth and said, "It's impossible for him, impossible... Lord Guangfu won't let him go..."

"...Why?" A trace of excitement flashed in Liu Yunhe's eyes, "Why, lord? Can you tell me about it?"

Jiuzhideng squinted his eyes, trying to see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, all he saw was a faint shadow in front of him.

However, this phantom was the only one who was by his side when he was frustrated.

The secret has been pressed in my heart for many years, just like a wooden box that has been stored in the utility room for many years, no matter how strong it is, it will not escape the fate of retting, and it will press scars and ulcers on my heart.

Usually it doesn't feel pain, but at this time, any slight touch is heartbreaking to Jiuzhideng.

"...I heard it." Jiuzhideng said vaguely, "Back then...Back then, senior brother went to the main altar for me to deliver a family letter to my mother, but was punished with a basalt stick. After I heard about it, I wanted to find my uncle I admit the guilt, but I heard the master and the uncle are there, talking about the brother..."

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