You are a demon

It's not that Gu Sheng has no strength, but sometimes he wants to be hypocritical. He quietly watched Xie Ziju gather his clothes and find cushions for himself, squinting his eyes and feeling a little emotional. What would happen if he regained his memory? Woolen cloth?

"The soup is getting cold",

Xie Ziju didn't avoid it, his face was full of warmth that he had never seen before.

Gu Sheng opened his mouth obediently, even though his heart was full of emotions, he just drank it with a smile, what should come will always come, let nature take its course, why bother so much.

"Let me tie your hair",

Xie Ziju put aside Gu Sheng's finished bowl, and suddenly said.

"Why did I suddenly think of this, don't I look good with my hair on?"

Gu Sheng tilted his head, his tone was a little teasing, but he still resigned himself to his fate and got up and sat in front of the bronze mirror.

Xie Ziju stood behind Gu Sheng and put on a coat for him. Gu Sheng saw the tall and straight figure behind him from the blurred bronze mirror, with a smile on his lips. For some reason, Xie Ziju felt a little different when he saw him than before , just like those girls who become wives after they get married, and then their hearts tighten, Gu Sheng is indeed not a teenager, he is his own wife, how can he be compared with others.

"Ziju?"

Seeing that he ignored him for a long time, Gu Sheng turned around and tugged at his sleeve.

Xie Ziju looked down and saw his aggrieved appearance, regretted in his heart, how could he have those strange thoughts, kissed his temples and said softly: "Gu Sheng is very beautiful".

"I'm not a three-year-old child, don't use such a tone to coax me",

Gu Sheng looked at his own cheek in the mirror, Xie Ziju rarely praised himself, but this time it was because of an insignificant skin, if he was unlucky and didn't have this skin, then he wouldn't like it by yourself?

Seeing his angry look, Xie Ziju shook his head helplessly, and grabbed his fidgeting hand: "Sit still, I'll tie your hair."

Xie Ziju's movements are very gentle, Gu Sheng never knew that the pair of sword hands holding the wooden comb are so beautiful.

It's just out of face, but he just watched him secretly, when he raised his head, Gu Sheng looked away again.

Looking at the shy but slightly aggressive appearance of the person in the mirror, Xie Ziju finally couldn't help laughing: "If you say something wrong for your husband, please forgive me a lot, my lady, don't get angry over a little thing." The body is."

It's okay not to say these words, but when he mentioned these words, Gu Sheng gritted his teeth even more: "You have lied to me so hard, if I didn't think you... how could I, um, birds, beasts !"

Xie Ziju lowered his head and blocked the chattering mouth. Gu Sheng has always been concerned about the matter of dominance, so naturally he wouldn't just follow his wishes, but his neck was raised and his hands were caught by him again. The posture is really not conducive to his counterattack, and it only paused for a moment, and his mouth was filled with the tenderness and attachment brought by Xie Ziju. This seemingly gentle movement, but Gu Sheng's hands could not struggle halfway, he never thought of it. In the past, Xie Ziju would also be so domineering. When he was still wandering, Xie Ziju slowly left his lips. Gu Sheng looked at him with blurred eyes and subconsciously smashed his red lips. This pair of desires is dissatisfied His appearance is surprisingly pitiful!

Xie Ziju's eyes darkened slightly, and he pinned the hair wrapped around Gu Sheng's cheeks behind his ears.

"Why don't you kiss?"

Gu Sheng pouted, completely unaware of the potential danger.

"Are you sure you can bear it?"

As soon as Xie Ziju opened his mouth, his voice became dull and hoarse. He never knew that his concentration was so poor.

Gu Sheng was taken aback when he heard the words, before he understood what Xie Ziju meant, his hand touched a burning desire: "Xie Ziju, you..."

"I go out for a while",

Xie Ziju wanted to leave in embarrassment, but Gu Sheng grabbed him.

"Do you think I'm dead?"

Gu Sheng laughed lowly, turned around and put his hands around Xie Ziju's waist, scratching intentionally or unintentionally.

"Don't move around",

Xie Ziju held down his troubled hand.

Gu Sheng was not as obedient as he imagined, his bare hands skilfully penetrated under Xie Ziju's robe, he licked the corner of his mouth, but there was no hint of profanity: "I'm very happy that Ziju likes me so much".

Desire is ignited in the charming atmosphere. The two figures are frankly facing each other in the bronze mirror and lingering. Gu Sheng propped his hands in front of the dressing table, trying to stabilize his swaying body. Suppressing the broken groans between the teeth, it turns out that this is the feeling of love in the world, and it turns out that the joy of two people is so joyful.

"Did you come back this time to let me see these!"

Above the main hall, the old man in green robe smashed the bronze mirror, his face was full of anger, but he was more disappointed.

"Elder, calm down, this disciple never thought that my junior brother would be so bewitched by this monster that he would lose his mind. If I knew, I wouldn't...",

Before Xianghu finished speaking, he was interrupted by the elder.

"You are no longer a disciple of the Kongtong Sect, so you don't need to intercede for him. Besides, you think I will believe that it was an accident that you showed me these things?",

Elder Cangyun looked at Xianghu coldly, with no sense of master-student friendship in his eyes.

Seeing this, Xianghu sneered, and the polite respect on his face could no longer be maintained. This old man is still protecting Xie Ziju~

"Elder Cang Yun, why should you be so heartless? Although you have never regarded me as your disciple, I have been your disciple for several years. If you turn your face and deny anyone like this, you will not be afraid that after a hundred years, your bones will be cold and no one will care about you." ?"

"presumptuous!"

Cang Yun flicked his fly whisk, but was caught by Xianghu just in time.

All the disciples were sent out, and the two were left alone in the empty and cold hall to confront each other.

Xianghu's evil eyes were filled with hatred: "Do you really think I'm just a cowardly and incompetent idiot?"

After speaking, he pulled hard and secretly shattered the white-bearded whisk Cang Yun was holding.

"Traitor! How dare you, how dare you!"

This is a magic weapon handed down by the elders of the Kongtong School, and it was destroyed by him in such a way. Cang Yun was so angry that he trembled all over.

The disciples outside had already been alarmed by the movement inside, but the elder had ordered no one to trespass without his permission, so they could only wait outside.

Xianghu looked contemptuously at the crack left on the stone pillar: "Since you want me to die so much, why didn't you just slap me to death, but threw me into the battlefield instead?"

Cang Yun didn't answer him, turned around and put away his whisk and broken beard.

"The broken northern star is falling, the eight yangs are completely destroyed, and the sprites are about to emerge. I wonder if you have guarded your demon-locking tower properly?"

Xianghu is dressed in the imperial robe of double dragons playing with pearls, but his voice is as terrifying as a ghost from hell.

The Demon Locking Tower has always used the lives of previous elders as the spiritual medium. If Cang Yun hadn't suppressed it with a hundred years of practice, those monsters who were about to move would have gone out to cause harm to the world, and Xianghu must have known this well.

"As a human emperor, it's fine if you don't want to govern the country. Don't you want to help the evildoers instead!"

Xianghu laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Elder, do you know what you are talking about, are you talking about yourself for helping the evildoers?"

He bent down to look at the decadent Cang Yun, and said gloomyly, "Open your eyes and take a good look at that thousand-year-old demon next to your apprentice, take a good look at the glazed wrench in his hand, and think about it carefully. Are you familiar?"

Cang Yun was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't say a word for a while.

"Since Elder Cang Yun has a bad memory, I will help the elder think about it."

Xianghu didn't ignore the shock that flashed across Elder Cang Yun's face, but it didn't arouse his sympathy: "The catastrophe in the world hundreds of years ago caused the world to flow into rivers of blood, and we always claim to be righteous. Elder Cang Yun not only failed to straighten the way, but also implicated his master, including 230 disciples of the Kongtong Sect, who died overnight."

Speaking of this, Xianghu smiled sarcastically: "Oh, no, it's 230 dead souls, so Cang Yun, the only survivor... Elder, I wonder if you will be awakened by nightmares when you dream back at midnight?"

The white jade stone steps were stained red by a streak of blood, and Cang Yun caressed his chest, but he couldn't see any color except black and white. That's right, his eyes never saw other colors after that day.

Xianghu withdrew his sharp eyes and stopped looking at the dying man: "You have committed evil, you must not live."

Pushing open the door of the main hall, it was snowing outside at some point, he suddenly thought of the forest in the bronze mirror where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and he sighed secretly that a little demon who didn't care about it at the beginning could fascinate your eyes, Xie Ziju, You should wake up too.

Xianghu's hawk-like eyes glanced coldly over the faces of his former classmates. He believed that his words must have reached their ears, but he didn't know how they should choose.

"Report to the emperor, Mr. Luo has sent a letter, there may be some changes in Xuanjing, let me return as soon as possible",

A dark guard came from nowhere.

Xianghu took the letter and glanced at it. It was indeed Shuyan's handwriting. Only a few people knew about his incognito this time, and Shuyan took care of everything in the palace. He only left Beijing for a few days. I can't hold back anymore.

"Depart for Beijing".

After Xianghu finished speaking, the well-trained guards stationed all over Kongtong approached the main hall. The sound of crisp footsteps resounded in the empty square. Holding the Dao flag, I'm afraid I thought I was at the school ground of a certain military camp!

The people of the world dare not speak, but secretly lament that he is a foolish king, since he is a foolish king, then let him be fainted to the end.

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

Xianghu heard the sound and looked, this person was called Yuan Li, he knew him, he was a very ordinary-looking person, but had a very high morality, it was just because Cang Yun always favored Xie Ziju, that's why he was ignored by others, he could remember him, and It's just because he once tried to harm Xie Ziju and was taught a lesson by himself.

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

The second sound rang, but this time there were a few more people, all of whom were around Yuan Li.

Xianghu just glanced at him lightly, didn't say much, lifted his foot to leave, and when he was about to step out of the gate, he suddenly heard the deafening salutation behind him, and he raised the corners of his lips slightly, is this the morality you have to abide by? ?

The people behind raised their eyes, but they could no longer see the figure of the emperor. It was snowing all over the sky, leaving only a smear of bright yellow disappearing at the edge of the corner.

Xianghu leaned in the soft sedan chair, put the received secret letter on the candle and roasted it, and a line of vigorous and powerful words faintly appeared: generals fight each other, and soldiers fight against each other.

Fingertips whirled the letter delicately, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he threw the letter into the candlelight. He hadn't seen his fourth brother for some days, I hope he can be smarter and don't let himself down.

Kongtongding is far away from Xuanjing, and since his good brother wants to make a difference, as a younger brother, he should also show his brotherhood and give him some time to prepare.

"What's happened to the Fu family recently?"

Xianghu took the brewed tea from the person opposite and took a sip.

The person in front of him picked up the pen on the table and wrote a line on the rice paper: Fu Xiang has a very close personal relationship with Mr. Lou recently.

"Oh? Lou Junqing?"

Xianghu looked up at him, deliberately avoided Fu Qingping, and only asked Lou Junqing.

Lin Lang was reticent but extremely thoughtful, how could he fail to guess what Xianghu was thinking, and wrote again: General Fan is now secretly forming an alliance with martial arts people, and Fu Xiang can't sit still if he thinks about it.

Since saving this man, Xianghu has never paid him a serious look. There seems to be a little bit of Fu Qingping's shadow between his brows, but he is not as mean as his father at all, and his gentle temper is not as domineering as him. Damn, did you really grow crooked outside?Looking at it this way, it's no wonder that the old thief didn't even recognize his own son.

"Do you regret it?"

Xianghu rarely asks such ink-stained questions, but Lin Lang can afford it.

He was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

For the first half of his life, he has been obsessed with family affection. His longing and resentment made him stay in the shadows and not see the light. In the end, he made himself half-human, panicking all day long, but the irony is that all his sacrifices were in exchange for a person who was almost kissed. As a result of father's beating to death, if the emperor hadn't rescued him, no one would have thought that there was a poor lonely soul hiding in that dark dungeon.

"The road is still long, play a tune for me to listen to",

Xianghu changed Lin Lang's identity, and now he is the top card in a Goulan courtyard, performing arts but not selling himself, and not showing up for Luyin. Fortunately, although his voice is broken, he can still play the piano well.

Flicking her jade finger lightly, Lin Lang tried the timbre and chose a mild tune. The melodious sound of the qin came from the carriage, which just relieved the dullness of the carriage's wheels spinning around.

The author has something to say: Elder Cang Yun appeared in Chapter 2, the cutie who forgot can look for the sign and go back to see~