Worst demon cult leader ever

At night, the mountain breeze is cool, and the flame heart of the oil lamp dances happily.

Jin Lin'er's back was itchy, and she couldn't help shrugging and twisting.

He has grown very fast in the past two years, because he has never done heavy labor and rarely practiced martial arts, his body is thin, and the butterfly bone on his back is very conspicuous.The black hair was loose, covering the back of his neck, and the white neck was faintly exposed between the hair, like a section of ice and snow.

Sun Qingfeng stretched out his hand to hold Jin Lin'er down, not letting him move. His calloused fingertips touched his smooth skin, and felt that he was like a loach. .”

"Because big brother loves me." Jin Lin'er's tone was not lacking in pride.

"Don't move around." Sun Qingfeng didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of accidentally breaking Jin Lin'er.Although he knew very well in his heart that this little devil was not as fragile as he seemed.

The lights were dim and uncertain, only illuminating a large area of ​​the palm.

Sun Qingfeng accidentally touched Jin Lin'er's back, an old scar that dragged down from the right shoulder blade to the waist, and the snow of Xinghuagou suddenly appeared in his mind.

When he came back to his senses, he had already withdrawn his hand. To cover up his embarrassment, he cursed in a low voice: "You are the most powerful stick in the world."

Jin Lin'er: "I don't dare to be better than elder brother."

"Speak well, don't make it difficult for you." Sun Qingfeng pushed Jin Lin'er's head down, leaned close to him, brushed his long hair, and finally found a few small pink bumps on the back of his neck and shoulders ——It was obviously just a few small wounds, but he felt shocking.

A bead of sweat slipped from the tip of Sun Qingfeng's nose.

Before he could react, he swung his palm and slapped the dining table he kicked just now from his side to the window.

Poor old elm dining table, it almost died tonight.

Jin Lin'er was startled: "Brother?"

In order to cover up his weird behavior, Sun Qingfeng carried Jin Lin'er to the window, put him on the dining table, and looked at the injury on his back by the moonlight.After tossing and checking two or three times, he was relieved: "Five times, the sting is mild, and it's your life if you don't have anything to do."

Jin Lin'er said seriously, "I have my own measure."

"Do you believe this yourself?"

Sun Qingfeng snorted coldly, and slapped Jin Liner lightly on the back of the head.

He held the sewing needle on the fire and roasted it, and carefully and quickly cleaned up Jin Lin'er's wound.

"Hmm..." Jin Lin'er felt a piercing pain when the wound was touched.But he didn't dare to show it, for fear that Sun Qingfeng would get angry when he saw it, so he buried his face in his arms, bit the back of his hand and kept quiet.

However, the more he endured, the more his shoulders trembled.There is a thin layer of sweat floating on the white back, which shimmers slightly in the silvery moonlight, like cream and jade, and is more beautiful than these objects, because he has life and vigor.

Sun Qingfeng stopped his movements suddenly, changed into a stern tone, and said: "You are playful and active by nature. I have never strictly controlled you, but you must know it in your heart. If you die, not only me, but the whole Huashan and even Chang'an Mansion will die. affected."

Jin Lin'er was lying on his side to breathe, his cheeks were flushed from suffocation, the bulging veins around his temples had not completely disappeared, and there was a pink tooth mark on the back of his hand. He spoke weakly, and said, "I know it in my heart."

Sun Qingfeng only thought that Jin Lin'er was perfunctory to himself, with an unhappy expression on his face.

He treated Jin Lin'er's wound in silence, put down the sewing needle and the vinegar bottle, walked to the stove, and picked up a stick.

"Big brother?"

Jin Lin'er looked back sideways, and saw that Sun Qingfeng's face was covered with sweat, his brows were shrouded in shadows, and his aura was completely different from usual.

Sun Qingfeng said in a stern tone never before said: "You don't like to drink blood, I will accommodate you. You are greedy for life and afraid of death, I will protect you. But you have to trust me and believe in what I say ——Remember, your life is more important than anyone else."

The unfamiliar Sun Qingfeng made Jin Lin'er feel scared. He didn't dare to look directly at him. He lowered his head, buried his face in his arms, and responded with a muffled voice.

However, he thought in his heart: "Brother doesn't let me carry what he has to carry, naturally because he knows that I have no ability. If I want to change this situation and make him trust me, I can't give up the secret trial. Only Only by overcoming my fear can I go further."

Seeing that Jin Lin'er was absent-minded, Sun Qingfeng stepped on the chair with one leg, lifted his chin with a stick, and forced him to look directly at him.

His tone became more severe, and he said: "I am neither your father nor your brother. If you hadn't carried the golden seal, I would be just a stranger with you. Listen to me, I will treat you well, but you must not Misunderstanding, thinking how much I care about you, what I care about is the golden seal in your body."

Jin Lin'er knew that Sun Qingfeng was talking angry and scaring himself, but he was still frightened and couldn't believe his ears. He stared blankly at Sun Qingfeng and shook his head, his black and white eyes were moist, like Extremely abandoned puppy: "It's not like that."

"I'm not a good person, no matter what's right or wrong, no matter what you think, just one sentence: You can't take risks," Sun Qingfeng didn't wear the magic talisman, showing his true colors, with a cold and stern expression, thick eyebrows like swords, "Understood?"

When he saw Jin Lin'er's eyes, his heart twitched, but he had to restrain his emotions, his eyes were burning with cold fire, and he said, "If you understand, just stretch out your hand. I want you to remember the lesson."

Jin Lin'er held out his hand hesitantly, and said, "Brother, I really know I was wrong. I'm not self-willed, I just don't want to be your burden, I... also want to protect you."

Seeing those white and soft palms, Sun Qingfeng felt helpless.

In fact, what he just said, besides "your life is more important than anyone else", is there any half-truth?

He really doesn't know how to discipline children, so he can only threaten him so harshly.

Sun Qingfeng looked at Jin Lin'er, and there was only one thought in his mind: "His life is my life, and his joy and sorrow are my joy and sorrow. What's the difference between hitting him with a stick and hitting me? ? Am I punishing him, or am I punishing myself?"

Just listening to the sound of "dang", the wooden stick fell to the ground.

Jin Lin'er lay on the table, looked up at Sun Qingfeng, and asked, "Are you really going to hit me? If this can calm you down, then go ahead and hit me. I don't blame you."

Sun Qingfeng took a deep breath, almost throwing away his helmet and armor.

But he knew very well that if he was soft this time, Jin Lin'er would get used to it, and it would be even more difficult to discipline him.

Jin Lin'er seemed to have sensed it, knowing that Sun Qingfeng was struggling in his heart, and he didn't want to embarrass him, so he made up his mind to deliberately provoke him, and said casually: "Brother, if you want to hit, hit it, and sleep after the fight, I'm sleepy."

Sun Qingfeng's nerves were tense, and he didn't see that Jin Lin'er deliberately provoked him. He tore off his obscene pants, raised his palm high, and slapped his butt hard.

With a snap, a pink five-fingerprint was imprinted on Jin Lin'er's snow-white buttocks.

Sun Qingfeng: "Do you know your mistake?"

He only felt pain in his hands, and he had never felt such pain when he was cut by a sword on the battlefield.

Although Jin Lin'er was fully prepared, he was really beaten by Sun Qingfeng, and his mind was completely blank.

Brother hit me?He hit me, did I really make him angry and sad?The more Jin Lin'er thought about it, the more confused she became, but within a short while, she had already imagined the scene of Sun Qingfeng leaving her in anger, and she was extremely sad at once, crying heartbroken.

Sun Qingfeng was silent and ignored.

Jin Lin'er cried harder, closed her eyes and struggled to shout: "I was wrong! I won't mess around again, and I will listen to you from now on. Don't want me!"

After a while like this, when he shouted until his voice became hoarse, and when he opened his eyes again, he realized that Sun Qingfeng had actually only slapped himself, and had already fallen asleep in bed.

Jin Lin'er climbed onto the bed dejectedly, trying to squeeze into Sun Qingfeng's bed, but found that he was tightly wrapped, leaving no gaps for herself.

He could only sleep alone in a cold bed, and he took out the little black cat, Mud Whistle, which he bought in Chang'an Mansion, hugged him in his arms, whimpered twice, and fell asleep sadly.

Sun Qingfeng opened his eyes, gently stroked Jin Lin'er's face, wiped away the tears on his face, stretched out his index finger, rubbed the head of the kitten in his arms twice, moved his lips, and said something What, no sound.

He looked out of the window and found that the moon was still the same moon, but whether it was beautiful or ugly, or even whether the world was magnificent or ugly, he no longer cared about it.

After that night, the two seem to have returned to the situation when they first met.

Sun Qingfeng always had a cold face, and Jin Lin'er was always cautious.

But in reality, everything is completely different.

Sun Qingfeng was just worried that if he was too kind to Jin Lin'er, he would be capricious, so he needed to maintain the majesty of an elder.

He was still a little worried, and he didn't dare to let anyone know, and he didn't even dare to think about it.

Jin Lin'er's mood is also very complicated.

In the past, he didn't dare to provoke Sun Qingfeng because he was afraid that the other party would abandon him.

Now, he is a disciple of Huashan, he has relatives, grandparents, and brothers, and he knows that Sun Qingfeng must not be separated from his own life and death. Because of this, he is unwilling to consume Sun Qingfeng's feelings for him, thinking: "How hard would it be if Big Brother hated me and had to stay with me?"

He understood even more that what Sun Qingfeng said was right, he was not his father, not his elder brother, but the person he cared about most and wanted to protect the most in this world.

Summer passed quickly, and autumn tigers began to wreak havoc.

The weather is hot and dry, and Sun Qingfeng works as a helper in the kitchen, always smelling of oily smoke.

Jin Lin'er often needs to drink blood, even if he cleans his body every day, he will inevitably have the fishy smell of livestock.

The brothers and sisters are all pure-hearted people who practice Taoism, and they don't have too close contact with each other, and the relationship is as light as water. It's hard to smell the strange smell from Jin Lin'er and his elder brother, so they don't feel disgusted.

But the two brothers are mediocre in appearance, humble in origin, and a little weird in behavior.The younger brother, Xue Nianlang, has never shown any outstanding qualities, yet he can be accepted as a disciple by the head of the sect, which is even more disgusting.

Jin Lin'er overheard others talking about her weirdness and envied her good luck. Because she knew that they didn't know the truth and it was just a misunderstanding, she didn't take it to heart. She just wanted to find an opportunity to understand each other and ease the conflict with everyone.

But once, when he talked with several seniors who were hostile to him, maybe he didn't pay attention to the proportion of his words, which made the other party unhappy.

Those people told him bluntly that Sun Qingfeng was full of evil spirits and did not look like a good person, and that his behavior was vulgar and unfit for entering Taoism.

Jin Lin'er was very angry and started arguing with those disciples.Because he has never learned martial arts, he was easily pushed to the ground, but he was worried that if he could not control the true energy in his body, he would hurt others if he fought back easily.

This scene happened to be encountered by the law enforcement elder Zhang Qingxuan, and those bullying fellow villains first filed a complaint. Before Jin Lin'er could explain, he had already been punished by the elder and confined to the cave for half a month.

Jin Lin'er's doubts were still in his mind, and he had no intention of learning martial arts, so he only explained a few sentences to Zhou Xingyun, then borrowed a few scriptures, and went back to the Cumulus Mansion to enjoy the cool and study.

Sun Qingfeng did not blame Jin Lin'er, but was relieved by his calmness and reason, and told him: "You don't need to care about other people's opinions. The momentary victory or defeat is even more irrelevant. This time, you did a good job. "

Jin Lin'er: "But didn't you say that my life is very important?"

Sun Qingfeng: "They want to hurt you, or kill you?"

Jin Lin'er shook his head: "I know they don't have any malicious intentions. They moved from place to place. If I am excellent and hardworking, but Master prefers an idiot, I'm afraid I'll be even more angry. This time I'm the one who said it Theirs isn't."

Sun Qingfeng: "This is not like what you would do."

Jin Lin'er: "They're telling the truth when they say me, it doesn't matter. But I don't like hearing what they say about you, I'm really angry."

Sun Qingfeng: "It's important to keep the secret. If there is no danger, you should bear it and give in to avoid unnecessary troubles. This is called saving time and taking advantage of the situation. If they want to harm you, you don't have to worry about other things. This is called complaining directly. In comparison, you deliberately put yourself in danger last time, it is extremely stupid, understand?"

Jin Lin'er said solemnly, "Understood."

Sun Qingfeng patted Jin Lin'er's head, reconciling with him.

He looked sideways at the distant mountains, and said casually, "I said some angry words last time, but I didn't really want to hit you. Don't be angry, just forget about it."

"I'm born at the first time, and I'm familiar with it at the second time. The eldest brother can hit him whenever he wants. How can there be any mistakes? It's all my fault." Jin Liner threw himself on Sun Qingfeng, hugged him tightly, rubbed his head against his chin, and rubbed his head against his chin. He said in a very gentle tone, "Big Brother has his own reasons for what he does. Even if there is no reason, it must be for my own good. I understand that I will never misunderstand you or get angry with you."

"En." Sun Qingfeng rarely said two strange words without duplicity, and he only responded, his whole body stiffened, and a very faint blush appeared on his cheeks.

Jin Lin'er was fined and grounded, but Sun Qingfeng still went to help in Wendao Pavilion.

He was worried that Jin Lin'er would be alone, so he asked Zhou Xingyun to take care of him. After finishing the work, he came back with meals for the three of them, and ate around the table together.

On the evening of the first day, Zhou Xingyun brought a wooden sword to Jin Lin'er.

Jin Lin'er was overjoyed, and played with the present.

Zhou Xingyun: "I have told Master about the two of you brothers. He is not a pedantic person. He just lets me observe and judge and decide whether to teach you martial arts. You know how to be tolerant, self-restraining and tolerant. I think now is the time Learned martial arts."

Jin Lin'er was very grateful, and felt that the fragrance of Leng Mei on Zhou Xingyun's body smelled particularly good today. After thanking him, he asked one more question: "Why do you always have a fragrance on your body, brother?"

Zhou Xingyun took a small silver ball from his waist, and said: "Silver incense ball, a silver sachet, filled with mountain plum blossoms from Bashan. Do you know the sword fairy Zhou Wangshu?"

Jin Lin'er: "Brother is a descendant of Sword Fairy!"

Zhou Xingyun blushed: "No, I've only heard some rumors that Sword Immortal has a relationship with the Zhou family in the south of the Yangtze River. I admire him very much, and I once searched for his footsteps. I found Wang Shujian in a fishing village by the East Sea, and Wearing this little ball on your body makes you think it is self-encouraging, but it is just a mere imitation."

"Brother's realm is open, and he will surely achieve something in the future. It's a pity that although my surname is..." Jin Lin'er was amazed, and almost slipped his tongue, "It's a pity that although I was born in Baihai, I am not from Qingming Mountain."

Zhou Xingyun: "How?"

Jin Lin'er: "Brother may not know that the surname Zhao is the common surname of Qingming Mountain. If I was born in Qingming Mountain, Xu Neng's surname is Zhao, and I will be related to General Zhao Zhen, Jianxian's sworn brother. That way, our relationship will be closer .”

Zhou Xingyun laughed: "It's useless to climb up to relatives."

Jin Lin'er slapped his head: "Forget it! It is said in the storybook that Zhao Ling, the son of General Zhao Zhen, and the hero Cen Feiyu are... broken sleeves."

Zhou Xingyun: "After the Yumen massacre, General Zhao Zhen was wronged and humiliated. He was trapped outside the customs and could not return home. Zhao Ling is a Hu-Han mixed blood, also known as Zhexi Baima. He was a slave to the Huns when he was young. Tenacity, long-term vision, able to get out of the mud without getting stained, and finally overcome all difficulties to clear the wrong for the father, is a true hero."

He said a long paragraph, which seemed to mean something.

But Jin Lin'er didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind, he only thought that Zhou Xingyun was telling a story.

Zhou Xingyun was helpless, and said with a smile: "Nianlang, senior brother hopes that you can follow the example of Zhe Xibaima, no matter what the situation is, you can always maintain a pure heart, keep good thoughts, and follow the right path."

Jin Lin'er was stunned, and nodded solemnly: "I will definitely do it!"

Zhou Xingyun officially taught Jin Lin'er Huashan swordsmanship. The introductory swordsmanship is called "Qingfeng Swordsmanship". There are nine sword moves in total.

According to common sense, ordinary disciples of the Huashan School can master basic sword moves after one year of study, continuous moves in two years, variable moves in three years, and small success in five years.

Jin Lin'er's qualifications are above average, her foundation is mediocre, and her physical strength is not good, but she studies very seriously. She never slackens in practicing sword swing every day, and her spirit is very different from the past.

Days in the mountains are dreary, and nights are especially dull.

Jin Lin'er started to learn swords, and there were many things she didn't understand. Occasionally, she would take the initiative to ask Sun Qingfeng to learn swords.

But Sun Qingfeng discovered that Jin Lin'er's earnestness and humility when he was learning swords with Zhou Xingyun would become delicate and pitiful when he came to him.

However, this is exactly Sun Qingfeng's "fate gate" - he has always been soft rather than hard.

If Jin Lin'er loses his temper with him, he can teach him a lesson.But once this little devil acted coquettishly and poked his heart with every sentence, he could only stand there at a loss what to do, and said, "If you don't learn, don't learn. With me here, what are you afraid of?"

In this way, Sun Qingfeng finally discovered Zhou Xingyun's "usefulness", and his attitude towards him was much better.

If Zhou Xingyun had time to spare and he was in a good mood, he would even be willing to do a few tricks with this junior, and help him improve his sword skills through sparring.

It wasn't because of Sun Qingfeng's support. You must know that although Zhou Xingyun is a genius, he is nothing in front of a person who has spent 200 years and killed hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers.

The two were able to survive a few tricks, all because Sun Qingfeng deliberately concealed his strength.

In the evening, the clouds are golden, red and purple, and the distant mountains are as green as jade.

Outside the Cumulus Mansion, the sword light was like snow, and the surging sword energy was like rain falling leaves all over the ground.

Zhou Xingyun rushed forward, falsely attacked Sun Qingfeng's right arm, and the sword turned suddenly, and directly took his left leg.

Sun Qingfeng put one hand behind his back, and held a wooden sword in one hand. He didn't move an inch, but twisted his wrist lightly, and made a move of "Spiritual Snake Holds Pill".

In his hand, the ordinary wooden sword was like a snake with hard scales, which penetrated through the only flaw in Zhou Xingyun's strict defense, calmly dissipating the internal strength of the opponent's sword wind, and using the sword alone He slapped his sword away.

Zhou Xingyun expected that Sun Qingfeng would make such a move.

He had already suffered from Sun Qingfeng's hands before, and he knew that this person's swordsmanship was superb, and he had defeated himself three times in a row with just this move of "Spiritual Snake Holding Pill".

In order to break this trick, he couldn't sleep at night, and finally came up with a way to advance by retreating-intentionally revealing his flaws, inviting the king into the urn, using tricks to connect the rings, and at the moment Sun Qingfeng broke the trick, he quickly pulled a sword flower, Picking up the sword obliquely, the light of the sword was as fast as lightning, and the sword edge slashed across Sun Qingfeng's waist.

Sun Qingfeng hung a kit around his waist, the leather buckle was cut off by the sword, and the kit fell to the ground.

Jin Lin'er laughed and applauded: "Brother is amazing!"

Sun Qingfeng originally showed approval in his eyes, but at this moment, his approval instantly turned into displeasure.

He changed his steps on the spot, and hit Zhou Xingyun's elbow with his wrist. In a split second, he snatched away the opponent's weapon.

Before Zhou Xingyun saw Sun Qingfeng's movements clearly, he saw that the tip of the long sword in the opponent's hand had already touched his throat.

Jin Lin'er was dumbfounded, and planned to slip away quietly.

Sun Qingfeng threw the sword into the air, and bent over to pick up the kit that fell on the ground.

With a bang, the long sword just fell into the scabbard.

Sun Qingfeng snorted softly, glanced at Jin Lin'er, and asked loudly, "How is big brother?"

"Big Brother... Big Brother bullies people!"

Jin Lin'er couldn't escape, so he ran back to Sun Qingfeng, snatched the kit in his hand, opened it, and found that there was nothing unusual in it, what was just a bell shell without a core ball, muttered : "Brother is so poor."

Sun Qingfeng slapped Jin Lin'er's butt, put his arms around his shoulders and walked towards the cave: "What nonsense? Go eat."

Zhou Xingyun froze in place, thinking about Sun Qingfeng's sword moves, almost fascinated.

Jin Lin'er turned around and shouted with a smile: "Senior brother, the Sword Immortal also wants to eat!"

Zhou Xingyun came back to his senses and saw Jin Lin'er moved the dining table outside, set the table and chopsticks, served the food, and was pouring sour plum soup into a small pottery bowl.

Of all the living people in the Great Yong Dynasty, there must have been no one who lived longer than Sun Qingfeng.

He escorted Jin Lin'er to wash his hands together with him, then sat on the main seat carelessly, letting Zhou Xingyun and Jin Lin'er sit on the left and right.

The dining table is square and there is one empty seat.

Jin Lin'er was careless and poured four bowls of sour plum soup.

Sun Qingfeng put the bowl of soup in front of Jin Lin'er, and said, "It's messy to do things, either drink the extra bowl, or wash the bowl at night."

Jin Lin'er: "I'm going to wet the bed if I drink too much." The implication is that he neither wants to wash the dishes nor drink the soup.

Zhou Xingyun put the bowl of soup in front of the vacant seat, and said, "Brother Xue, don't blame Nian Lang. Heaven and man are one, Taoism is natural, and the scenery here is magnificent, with the entire mountain of Huashan sitting in the breeze, clouds and sunset. The three of us Wouldn't it be wonderful for people to drink together with heaven and earth?"

Sun Qingfeng and Jin Lin'er looked at each other at the same time, only to see the same astonishment in each other's eyes: We don't understand, so we should stop talking nonsense.

Zhou Xingyun laughed, "I'll just come and drink."

Jin Lin'er likes to be lively, and is very satisfied with the scene. He didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, and he gave this cloth dish for one, and another for that. After drinking sour plum soup, he didn't even bother to wipe his mouth. funny.

Sun Qingfeng wiped the soup from the corner of Jin Lin'er's mouth casually, and said mockingly, "I'm not afraid of being laughed at."

Jin Lin'er: "Don't be afraid, and there are no outsiders around."

Zhou Xingyun picked up the fourth bowl of sour plum soup: "Brother Xue's craftsmanship is very good."

Jin Lin'er bit her chopsticks, glanced at Sun Qingfeng secretly, and said in a low voice, "Brother, you must have never eaten anything delicious, have you?"

Seeing Sun Qingfeng glaring at him, he immediately changed his words: "But you have been to so many places, and even found the Wangshu Sword of the White-clothed Sword Immortal, so you must have eaten a lot of delicious food."

Sun Qingfeng looked pale, and buried himself in the rice.

Jin Lin'er didn't eat much, so he talked to Zhou Xingyun while drinking sour plum soup, asking him what he had seen and heard during his travels, and was particularly curious about the historical stories of the Liang and Zhou periods.

He chattered here and there, went around, and finally asked a long-planned question inadvertently, and said, "Brother, tell me, Zhe Xi Baima and Cen Feiyu are both powerful heroes. Don't want the world's warm and fragrant nephrite, but it has become a broken sleeve?"

Sun Qing choked at the risk, and said in a bad mood: "They cut off their sleeves, what's your business? If you think about it again, you will be sent to become a Taoist priest! Brother Zhou, don't pay attention to him."

Zhou Xingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I've never thought about it. There are thousands of weak waters in the world. There are thousands of reasons why two people can know each other and stay together forever. If you have to tell the reason, it is probably that the two love each other. Yue, so let nature take its course."

Jin Lin'er couldn't help nodding: "The two love each other, let nature take its course. I understand, thank you brother for clarifying the confusion."

"What do you understand?"

Sun Qingfeng faintly felt the doubts in Jin Lin'er's heart, but he was also in a mess in his heart, and he was a little bit burnt out, so he simply let it go.

After sending Zhou Xingyun away, he dispatched Jin Lin'er to clean up the dishes, ran to the waterfall alone, and decided to come here to meditate every evening.

Zhou Xingyun's answer dispelled Jin Lin'er's doubts.

He didn't know when it started, but he always felt that Sun Qingfeng was very different.

Now, he can finally be sure that Sun Qingfeng is like a father, a brother, a teacher and a friend to him, but he is different from everyone in the world, and he can only have one person in his life, whom he admires.

Jin Lin'er figured this out and couldn't wait to grow up. She wanted to overcome her inner fear of "Golden Xianggong" and start practicing martial arts, so she could stand side by side with Sun Qingfeng.

Therefore, he reopened the previously shelved secret trial.

Jin Lin'er learned the lesson from last time. One was that hornets were afraid of water, and the other was that Sun Qingfeng would not allow him to stay too far away from him.

So, he came up with a novel method, planning to secretly hold his breath in the water while Sun Qingfeng was meditating under the waterfall.He took it for granted that if he accidentally drowned, Sun Qingfeng would be able to find out in time, so it would not be considered a risk, and Sun Qingfeng would not be angry.

Another evening, the two sent Zhou Xingyun away.

Sun Qingfeng cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, while Jin Lin'er was reading the book engrossed.

The distant mountains are emerald, the clouds are flying and the cranes are dancing, and the red and golden rays of the sun can almost surpass the brightness of the sun and the moon.

And Jin Lin'er was sitting by the small window, her eyes were clear, the golden seal between her eyebrows streamed darkly, her cheeks were slightly reddened by the heat, and her color was even better than haze.

He didn't look like this before, could it be that he practiced martial arts?As Sun Qingfeng thought about it, he bumped into a big wooden barrel unexpectedly.

Jin Lin'er was immersed in the book and didn't realize it.

Sun Qingfeng hurriedly picked up the wooden barrel and put it away, pretending to be nonchalant, and kicked another wooden barrel. Seeing that Jin Lin'er didn't notice it at all, he guessed that he would be a monster for a while, so he gave a few casual instructions and went to the waterfall alone went.

Just as the door of the cave was closed, Jin Lin'er jumped up on the spot, like a stone that "lived" in an instant, covered his face with a book, and ran to the door on tiptoe.

He saw Sun Qingfeng's back going away through the crack of the door, slammed the scriptures on the table, and rushed out of the cave, following the path he had explored before, took a shortcut to the waterfall, and hid in the grass.

Under the waterfall, Sun Qingfeng didn't notice any difference, and closed his eyes and meditated as usual.

Jin Lin'er saw that Sun Qingfeng was in meditation, so he sneaked into the water, swam to him, took a deep breath, and sank into the water.

At the beginning, he felt that it was difficult to hold his breath. He was bored in the water. He secretly raised his eyes and looked up to observe Sun Qingfeng through the water surface. The corners of his mouth raised and spit out a series of small bubbles.

The running water was rushing, and the cold was blowing.

Sun Qingfeng was shirtless, with only a cloth scarf around his waist to hide his shame, without wearing a magic talisman, showing his originally masculine and handsome face.

Sitting under the torrent of the waterfall with great concentration, he is quite solemn and solemn, but his beautiful tendons and scars on his pale skin are full of masculinity and fitness, which makes people feel happy swing.

Jin Lin'er held his breath for a long time, feeling a little dizzy.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he found that Sun Qingfeng was a little unusual.

Sun Qingfeng had already come out of the waterfall, sat on a big rock, looked around calmly, and made sure that Jin Lin'er was not there, so he stretched his hand between his legs.

Because a piece of sackcloth was tied around his waist, the place was covered by a cloth towel, and Jin Lin'er was far away, so he didn't know what he was doing, but his eyebrows and eyes were drooping, his hands kept moving, and then his breathing became short of breath. , looks a little painful.

Jin Lin'er hurriedly swam to Sun Qingfeng, suddenly got out of the water, and asked with concern: "Brother, are you not feeling well? Did you practice too much?"

Sun Qingfeng let out a muffled snort, and there was an unusual water mark on the cloth towel between his crotches.

He stopped his movements in an instant, and stared at Jin Lin'er in surprise, anger and shame: "What are you doing!"

Jin Lin'er was completely confused: "I didn't do anything, what are you doing?"

Sun Qingfeng's chest heaved violently: "Go back!"

Jin Lin'er: "You told me not to leave your sight."

Sun Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "You...you turn around first."

"Are you really okay? Well, I know I was wrong." Jin Lin'er turned around hesitantly, wondering what kind of kung fu Sun Qingfeng had practiced wrong, worried in his heart, looked back at him quietly, and found that he was holding a The cloth towel wipes the dirt between the crotch.

Jin Lin'er was just when he was thirsty for knowledge. He often thought about many things by himself, and immediately understood, pointing to Sun Qingfeng's place, and said: "When you are full of energy, you will overflow. So this is your way."

"You!" Sun Qing slipped from the stone into the water more riskily, was so angry that he broke his can, and simply went into the water to take a bath, and let Jin Lin'er look at his body.

Sun Qingfeng cleaned up, didn't bother to wear obscene trousers, put on a robe, squatted by the water, scrubbed the cloth towel, and said, "What are you looking at? What's so good about it? You don't have it yourself? Go back when you've seen enough, you don't have to be ashamed."

Jin Lin'er rarely saw Sun Qingfeng's body in the daytime, and it was the first time he saw the thing in his crotch so clearly - Sun Qingfeng's thing was hanging lazily, even if it was like this, he could still see it. It can be seen that he is very strong, but he doesn't know how other people are, at least compared with Jin Lin'er himself, he is really "not in the same breath".

Jin Lin'er was inexplicably admired, ran to Sun Qingfeng, squatted side by side with him, and praised: "Brother, you are really amazing, that, that is better than others..."

"Shut up!" Sun Qingfeng's ears were red.

Jin Lin'er thought it was very interesting. He shook Sun Qingfeng's arm and yelled: "I have seen enough, but I haven't learned it yet. Brother, can you teach me?"

Sun Qingfeng gasped, straightened his neck and said, "You don't need to be taught this, it will happen naturally when you get older. You can't do it now, but it's not the time yet."

The waterfall flew straight down, and the water was rushing, making people anxious.

In the clear water pool, the shadows of the two clinging to each other are reflected.

Jin Lin'er leaned his head on Sun Qingfeng's shoulder, and asked a series of questions: "You really have a blessed soul, you comprehended it yourself? What age? Where are you? What are you doing?"

Sun Qingfeng was stunned by the question, and he had prepared thousands of curse words in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth at all, and stared at Jin Lin'er, like a cat whose tail was stepped on while stealing dried fish, furious, But dare not shout loudly.

Jin Lin'er had never seen Sun Qingfeng like this before, and thought he was extremely cute, so he couldn't help scratching his chin, and said, "You can't answer, you must have lied to me."

"Don't touch me!" Sun Qingfeng frowned instantly, glaring at Jin Lin'er bitterly, but turned his head to the other side after a while, and faltered in a rare way, "Baihai camp, military camp, there are no women."

Jin Lin'er: "A woman?"

Sun Qingfeng: "The men are full of blood, so they can find a way to relieve themselves."

Jin Lin'er held Sun Qingfeng's arm tightly and said, "Brother, I'm already seventeen. How old were you when you entered the barracks? You were young, fourteen or fifteen? If I was walking on the road, suddenly 'When it's full, it overflows', it's sure to be laughed at again."

Sun Qingfeng was furious: "Didn't I say that, walking on the road will not be full and it will overflow! What are you doing sneakily following me? You are so peeping, is it a gentleman?"

Jin Lin'er was questioned, so she dared not say that she was here for a secret trial. She bit her lip, and finally thought of an excuse, and said, "I just want to watch you, nothing else."

Hearing that sentence come out of Jin Lin'er's lips, Sun Qingfeng knew he had lost.

Although he still struggled, pretending to be blind and deaf, he tried to leave alone as if nothing had happened.

Jin Lin'er knew Sun Qingfeng's temper well, and knew that if he wanted to leave, he couldn't force him to stay, and even if he did, it would be meaningless.

He didn't stick to Sun Qingfeng like a dog's skin plaster. Instead, he just held one of his fingers and dragged Sun Qingfeng back with only minimal effort.

He stood behind Sun Qingfeng and whispered: "Brother, we have known each other for almost five years, and nearly half of the days have passed. Are you living enough? I don't think it is enough. Let's be together and do more happy things. What's wrong?"

The red sun sank into the valley, and the sky quickly darkened.

Sun Qingfeng sighed, took Jin Lin'er's hand, turned around, and pulled him into his arms.

He carried Jin Lin'er to the big rock before, held his hand in his own, compared the size, and sighed: "You and I met for the first time, you walked on the snow, and your footprints are not as big as my slap." Big, but the hands are even smaller. At that time, I didn’t dare to hold you for fear of breaking you, and I wanted to slap you to wake you up, but I was afraid that I would accidentally kill you.”

Jin Lin'er smiled cheerfully: "Where is it so fragile?"

Sun Qingfeng: "I'm still afraid that the stone house is too dirty, and if you are not careful, you will be dirty to death."

Nowadays, Jin Lin'er has slender fingers. Compared with Sun Qingfeng, although she is still small, she is undoubtedly an adult.He had heard Sun Qingfeng's words, and felt that there was infinite tenderness in them, and said with a smile: "It's worthless when I grow up, and you've started beating me."

Sun Qingfeng sneered: "If you slap you, you still remember your brother's revenge?"

Perhaps because he was used to being called by Jin Lin'er, Sun Qingfeng also began to call himself "big brother".

Hearing Jin Lin'er hastily denied it, he felt very comfortable in his heart, and said a few more words: "I thought that as long as I endured you for a few years, when you grow up, we don't care about anyone else. But you always grow up Not big, or you are very different from others, the older you get, the more trouble you will have."

Sun Qingfeng's robe was wide open, and Jin Lin'er sat on him, and could vaguely feel the coolness of his skin, his body, and even the restlessness in his heart, and gradually felt his mouth dry up.

Jin Lin'er licked his lips, and leaned against Sun Qingfeng's chest sideways, being caught by Sun Qingfeng.