Worst demon cult leader ever

The process of going out of Shu was very smooth. Occasionally, on the way, he was blocked by members of the Nativity Cult, and Jin Lin'er solved it without Sun Qingfeng's intervention.

Jin Lin'er is not obsessed with force, money, and power, never compares with others, is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and her cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds.

He still doesn't have a clear understanding of his own strength, and he doesn't know that by this time, his "Golden Phase Divine Art" has broken through the eighth level, which is a level that the previous five Jinguang leaders have never reached.

As far as he is concerned, how to drink blood is no longer a problem, but how not to drink blood is the problem.

The four of them traveled northward, uncovering more than ten reward orders along the way.

According to the previous method, the people were sent to the government, and the rewards were distributed to the poor people.

The ghost-faced boy became famous and attracted the attention of both black and white.

That night, Mr. Ghost Face completed another reward offer in Chang'an Mansion.

However, this time, the government did not place the reward at the gate of the government office as agreed.

"It's hot!"

Jin Lin'er squatted on the wall not far from the government office, holding a warm sweet potato in both hands, tossing it in the air.

"Why are you so delicate? You're not a girl." Sun Qingfeng grabbed the sweet potato, his palm was immediately burned red, but with a sullen face, trying not to show it, he quickly peeled off the skin of the sweet potato and blew it hard After a few times, it was stuffed back into Jin Lin'er's hand, "After eating and doing business, I can go back to sleep."

When Jin Lin'er heard Sun Qingfeng say the word "sleep", he couldn't help feeling distracted. He muttered nonsense while chewing sweet potatoes: "This group of officials sent corpses to eat vegetarian food. They dare not arrest people themselves. We help arrest them. It's fine if they don't thank you. On the contrary They set up traps to catch us. However, it is not easy for everyone, and the officials are only doing things for money. Brother, why do you think they want to arrest us?"

Sun Qingfeng saw Jin Lin'er's funny reaction in his eyes, turned his back on his back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and when he turned his head to face him, he looked serious again, and said: "Fu Xiao is the master of Xuanbei, the leader of the martial arts alliance. , has close contacts with the imperial court, can encourage the imperial court to snatch the gold seal, and naturally can tell the imperial court the true identity of Mr. Ghost Mask, and use a knife to kill us."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his index finger and vigorously wiped away the little bit of sweet potato pulp stuck to the corner of Jin Lin'er's mouth.

"So we were waiting here, no wonder we met so many obstacles before we left Sichuan." The sweet potato in Jin Lin'er's hand was too big, and he couldn't finish it after eating half of it, so he pretended to be generous, sent it to his side, and handed it over In front of Sun Qingfeng, "Eat some too, it's very sweet."

Sun Qingfeng was observing the layout of the government office, and was caught off guard by sweet potatoes blocking his nose.

"After eating and doing errands, go back to sleep!"

Jin Lin'er knew he had made a mistake, and before Sun Qingfeng could get angry, he quickly kissed him on the forehead, put on a bronze ghost mask, and jumped into the official office.

Sun Qingfeng wiped his face clean, grabbed the sweet potato angrily, took a bite viciously, and stared: "It's so sweet."

Jin Lin'er landed on the ground and rolled, quickly dodged into the darkness, followed the beams and columns in the corridor and shifted, her feet landed silently, as light and agile as a cat.

He pushed open the rear window of the warehouse, raised his foot and was about to step in, but stopped suddenly.

But seeing the moonlight coming in through the window, the silver glow made the ground white as frost.

The wind blows, and a little cold light suddenly appears.

It turned out that dozens of extremely thin steel wires were arranged horizontally and vertically on the ground.

Jin Lin'er rolled his eyes, thinking about it.

He secretly picked up a few branches and two stones, jumped up to the roof, uncovered the tiles, threw all the things down, and hit the trap.

As soon as the branch touched the steel wire, the steel wire shrank, locked the branch tightly and cut it off.

The brass bell rang, and the officials rushed out of the ear room, but only saw a few branches when they opened the door.

Jin Lin'er threw the stones into the yard, and heard the officials shouting "I've been tricked" and "Hurry up", she covered her mouth and tried not to laugh.But after a while, shaking his ears, he heard a sound of chaotic footsteps, knowing that all the officials in the yamen had rushed out, and then ran into the bank.

In the silver vault, in the center of the traps, there is a pile of shiny silver neatly stacked.

Jin Lin'er pulled up the hem of his clothes to make a pocket, and swept the money towards him. He came to the door and woke up. He was sitting on a mountain of gold, what was he greedy for such a small gain?Immediately ran back, counted the money clearly, only took away the amount promised on the reward order, then closed the doors and windows, Shi Shiran left, leisurely as if he was a guest.

At the same time, the officials found out that they had been cheated, and they had already rushed towards the warehouse, with footsteps approaching from far to near.

After the autumn rain, the night breeze is the most refreshing.

Sun Qingfeng sat on the wall and waited, but Jin Lin'er didn't come out for a long time. Although he was worried, he didn't believe that Jin Lin'er couldn't even do this well, so he changed his sitting position from time to time, chewing with a piece of hay in his mouth.

The branches trembled slightly, and there was noise from the direction of the government office.

Jin Lin'er was chased by the official, and he moved like flying. He stepped on the stone with one foot, took two steps in the air, and went straight to Sun Qingfeng.

The little devil's robes were blowing and his forehead was blowing out, even in a critical moment, he was still smiling.His eyes are still black and white, warm and clear, and they are the morning stars in the sky in the long night of this turbid world, with a glow that will never go out.

"Stupid thing." Sun Qingfeng spit out the hay in his mouth, and opened his hands to catch his stupid thing, but he didn't expect that Jin Lin'er was no longer as thin as before, and suddenly slammed into his arms, with the impact force He fell backwards together.

Jin Lin'er laughed loudly: "Brother can't do it!"

"Shut up!" Sun Qingfeng feigned anger, slapped Jin Lin'er's buttocks, put his arms around his waist, kicked on the wall, flipped sideways, and jumped onto a tall osmanthus tree.

Branches trembled, or yellow or white very small flowers scattered branches.

The rain of flowers poured down one after another, like the stars bursting in the sky, and endless radiant golden flakes fell, isolating the mundane world.

Jin Lin'er was panting for breath, took off the mask and stuffed it in his arms, raised his head to meet Sun Qingfeng's gaze, and couldn't say a word for a while.

At this moment, the fireworks from the stove, the candlelight in the window, the sound of horseshoes on the street, and even the whistling wind in the ear, all disappeared.

The world seems to have disappeared.

Only the petals turned into stardust and sprinkled, shining light, flowing endlessly.

The two were wrapped in the rain of flowers, and the light and shadow flickered, setting them with a cold white silver border.

So the night is the curtain, the moonlight is the ink, and the lover's eyes are the softest pen in the world, drawing each other into the long scroll of time.

In the blink of an eye, it is the goose feather snow, Xinghuagou, and Tingxue spring water bubbling out of Baihai.

When I close my eyes, I can see the fragrance of white plums in the wind of Chang'an, the sound of shakuhachi under the moon, and the turning windmill.

Jin Lin'er stretched out his hand to wipe off the bright yellow pollen on Sun Qingfeng's eyebrows. He didn't say anything, just looked at him and smiled.Sun Qingfeng couldn't hold back his face, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and looked straight at Jin Lin'er, making his cheeks flush.

Sun Qingfeng seldom laughed so unrestrainedly, he was like a green pine branch that has gone through two hundred springs and autumns, after countless plants withered and flourished, the withered and rotten leaves fell on him, covering him with a layer of rotting matter. shell.

Jin Lin'er was the warm spring breeze in March, gently blowing over his body.

Sun Qingfeng trembled twice, shaking off the decadent dust all over his body, and became a tall and straight pine with morning dew again.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise of the world broke in again.

The officials chased after him and rushed over again.

Jin Lin'er put on the ghost mask, took out another one from Sun Qingfeng's arms, and put it on him, complaining: "Brother, can human blood beautify your face? I think the longer you grow, the younger you will be. You really have to call me big brother."

Sun Qingfeng put on the mask and snorted coldly: "I think it's beautiful."

Jin Lin'er: "Enough playing, let's go."

"You're here to play..." Sun Qingfeng glared at Jin Lin'er, saw him looking around, looking like he was out for a stroll, so he had to surrender, "You still want to play?"

Jin Lin'er licked his lips and repeated Sun Qingfeng's words: "What are you playing?"

Sun Qingfeng bent his legs and patted himself on the back: "Come up."

Jin Lin'er didn't dare to use too much force this time, lest Sun Qingfeng would be hit and not play with himself.

He gently climbed onto Sun Qingfeng's back, held Sun Qingfeng's ears, and urged a horse: "Drive!"

"Catch it! Don't mess around." Sun Qingfeng's tone was smiling, he jumped up, tapped his toes on the top of the tree a few times, and shot out like an arrow through the wind.

He shook it intentionally, almost knocking Jin Lin'er off his back, and felt the hands on his shoulders tightened suddenly, so he whistled in satisfaction, exerted all his strength, and performed lightness kung fu.

After Jin Lin'er put his hands around Sun Qingfeng's neck, he looked down again, and saw rows of dark houses on the ground, and lamp shadows in the smoke and dust in the streets and alleys.

But suddenly, the two of them jumped into the air.

Sun Qingfeng's lightness kungfu, I don't know what kind of state he has practiced, he seems to be able to step on the wind in the air, suddenly jump a few feet, Er Er falls, every step is considered good, and he takes Jin Lin'er to fly over the city, Like the wind howling.

The sky is like ink, and thousands of stars are whispering.

The clouds under the moon are like catkins, and the starlight flows into silk threads.

Jin Lin'er's heart beat so violently before.

Chang'an Mansion was brightly lit at night, but Sun Qingfeng stopped in the darkest alley in the city.

Jin Lin'er climbed off his back, feeling his legs were weak, and sat down on the ground, lying in a "big" character, took off the mask and let out a long breath, refusing to get up.

Sun Qingfeng squatted beside him and scratched his nose with the dog's tail: "Are you still playing?"

Jin Lin'er wanted to cry but had no tears: "Brother, why are you practicing martial arts? How can anyone practice light skills to your level? Feng Xu Yufeng, that's all."

Sun Qingfeng: "I don't know what other people are like, but you can't do it in your life."

Jin Lin'er: "You know what I know, what's yours and mine?"

"Bring out the silver." Sun Qingfeng picked up Jin Lin'er from the ground and led him forward. He finally found a tall building and wanted to jump up while holding Jin Lin'er's back collar.

Jin Lin'er hurriedly separated from Sun Qingfeng, walked up the steps while taking out the silver, muttering: "The steps are built to allow people to climb the stairs."

When Jin Lin'er climbed up to the tiled roof of the tall building, Sun Qingfeng was already on top of it, facing south and standing with his hands behind his back.

In a farmyard not far away, the common people sat on the ground, basking in the moonlight when they couldn’t afford oil lamps, and clapped and sang because they couldn’t afford silk and bamboo.

Sun Qingfeng asked Jin Lin'er to throw ten taels of silver into the air, and with a slap of his palm, smashed the silver ingot into pieces.

The broken silver shone brightly in the air and fell to the courtyard, like snow falling one after another, blooming a lot of snow lotus.

The common people cheered happily, and when they looked up, they saw two men wearing bronze ghost masks standing on the tall building.

Jin Lin'er looked back at the way he came, and the officials were still chasing him, while the people in front of him knelt and kowtowed.After doing a good deed, he didn't feel happy in his heart. Instead, he felt a little bit bitter. Once again, he realized the profound meaning of He Zhengyang's words "bitter oneself and benefit others".

"Gains and losses are waiting for clouds and smoke in front of you, and the sun and moon are not hanging behind you," Sun Qingfeng patted Jin Lin'er on the shoulder, "Let others talk!"

Jin Lin'er jumped on Sun Qingfeng's back, closed his eyes, and followed him to ride the wind and fog, floating and sinking in the sea of ​​clouds.

From the poor streets and alleys to the cross streets, the chasing soldiers go away, and the soft red fragrant soil comes up.

The rain and fog surged up, and the moonlight became hazy.

The embroidered curtains on the green windows and the shining silver hooks were all darkened.

Sun Qingfeng walked silently, with broad and firm arms.Jin Lin'er was lying on his back, and his scorching breath sprayed on his neck, burning him red.

Sun Qingfeng's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he said something suddenly.The voice was too low, Jin Lin'er couldn't hear clearly, and asked repeatedly while lying next to his ear.

The wind blows the night and shakes off an autumn rain.

Jin Lin'er's voice was soaked by the rain, making it softer.

He suddenly turned his head, grabbed Sun Qingfeng's ear, licked the skin on the side of his neck with the soft tip of his tongue, and bit his neck twice, leaving a few shallow tooth marks: "Brother, brother..."

His hands were restless, and they slipped quietly into Sun Qingfeng's lapel.

Sun Qingfeng turned into a dark alley one step at a time, shook Jin Lin'er down and pressed him against the wall to kiss, knocked his teeth open with his hot tongue, and searched in his mouth.

The two lingered for a long time, and finally separated.

With his chest heaving violently, Sun Qingfeng ran into the inn with Jin Lin'er in his arms, flicked out the candles with one finger, and lay down on the bed with his arms around him.

Jin Lin'er lay on Sun Qingfeng's chest, out of breath, looked at him with a smile, raised his index finger, scratched the bridge of his nose, and whispered: "Brother, I really like you."

"What do you like?" Sun Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and chuckled, placing his wide palms on Jin Lin'er's crotch, wrapping his penis through the clothes, and rubbing it harder.There was a lingering sound as the cloth rubbed against each other.

"I like you..." Jin Lin'er unconsciously tightened his legs, and Sun Qingfeng stroked him even harder, "I like your irritable, awkward, bad temper, I like you scolding me, annoying me, dislike me, I like you You are duplicity, tolerate me, and silently follow me on the way here. Good or bad, I like everything about you. "

"If one day, you don't love me anymore, I will still like you until the red sun falls to the cliff and never rises again, all things are dumb, and the world is silent forever. My love will last longer than the sky and the earth."

His eyes were exceptionally bright, frank and affectionate.

"There won't be that day." Sun Qingfeng's hands were shaking.

He raised his fingers, opened Jin Lin'er's obscene pants, poked into his buttocks, searched along the ups and downs of his body, lowered his head and sealed his powerful mouth with his lips that could easily attack him.

Between breaths, his mouth reveals a tenderness that has never been expressed before, and every word and every sentence is filled with honey thicker than the night: "Your life is yours."

Jin Lin'er was a little choked up, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye, dripping on Sun Qingfeng's open chest, as if it was hot and white smoke.

It was pouring rain outside, and the rain was beating wildly against the casement.

The red maple is floating all over the sky, falling into mud.

Sun Qingfeng turned over, pressed Jin Lin'er under him, tore off his clothes, grabbed his shoulders tightly, lowered his head to enclose his Adam's apple, slid the tip of his tongue across his slender neck, and kissed the old scar on his shoulder blade .

Every inch of Jin Lin'er's skin is his life.

"Lin'er, brother loves you."

Sun Qingfeng buried his head on Jin Lin'er's snow-white chest, kissed his nipple, kissing it slowly one by one.Until it started to become red and congested, it stood firm and high-spirited, and then took a bite, wrapped it with the hot mouth, and sucked it gently and fiercely.

"Hmm..." Jin Lin'er trembled uncontrollably, holding Sun Qingfeng's head in both hands, inserting his fingers into his hair, trying to puff up his chest to meet him, wanting him to ask for more, wanting to give him more .

A thin layer of sweat emerged from his body, and in the rainy night with dim moonlight, it still reflected bright light from time to time, like soft and warm jade: "Brother, I want more."

Sun Qingfeng's fingers scratched between Jin Lin'er's buttocks, light or hard, but not deep, igniting a prairie fire on him.

Before Jin Lin'er could reply, he kissed Jin Lin'er's nipples all the way to his pubic bone, held his waist with both hands, pulled off the fig leaf covering his penis with his mouth, kissed his swollen pouch, and enclosed him Tip of cock, slowly licking kisses, sucking in more.

"Hmm! Well... Big Brother, Sun Qingfeng..." Jin Lin'er couldn't bear the stimulation, and his desire came like a sea tide. He twisted his body, but was held down by Sun Qingfeng again, feeling that Sun Qingfeng Feng's hands slid up his waist, stopped on his chest, and kneaded his nipples.

He could no longer utter a complete sentence, his body was so comfortable that he went crazy, and the sound of groans flowed out of his mouth, as charming as the mixed shadows falling from the bamboo leaves swinging in the wind and rain on the window paper: "Um... ah... ah! "

Sun Qingfeng's eyes revealed the desire to possess, as dangerous as a cheetah preparing to prey, spat out Jin Lin'er's penis, patted his buttocks, and ordered in a deep voice: "Open your legs more."

Jin Lin'er let Sun Qingfeng manipulate him, and spread his legs in shame.

Sun Qingfeng took his beautiful and firm penis in his mouth again, circling the tip of his tongue, teasing him and flattering him.

"No... um! I, I can't make it...Brother, I can't make it, ah!" Jin Lin'er panted and moaned, and tremblingly ejaculated the moment Sun Qingfeng let him go.His semen sprayed on Sun Qingfeng's face and slowly dripped down: "Um... I, I'm going to die."

"You can't die." Sun Qingfeng sat up, looked at the limp Jin Lin'er and smiled, took the ointment, picked out a large piece, rubbed it between Jin Lin'er's thighs with his fingers, and stopped moving.

He leaned over Jin Lin'er and asked knowingly, "Are you dead? Do you want more?"

Jin Liner's voice became hoarse from screaming, she couldn't close her mouth panting for breath, and her face was covered with sweat and tears, which was particularly exciting and desirable.

He smiled and bit Sun Qingfeng's chin, his eyelashes swept across his cheeks, winked at him, and said, "No, I don't want you anymore."

Sun Qingfeng snorted, beads of sweat fell on Jin Lin'er's neck.He lowered his head and bit Jin Lin'er's collarbone, pressed his leg against his soft leg, and put a finger into his back hole: "Don't even think about it."

The slight pain on the collarbone aroused Jin Lin'er's desire again and distracted his attention, and the strange swelling pain of the foreign body invading the posterior acupoint also became milder.

His nipples, which were swollen and swollen due to torture, stood upright again. He tried his best to spread his legs, straighten his chest, and rubbed his nipples against Sun Qingfeng's chest: "Well...Brother, come here..."

Sun Qingfeng's two fingers had penetrated into Jin Lin'er's body.

He slowly twitched his fingers, making an ambiguous sizzle sound.

Sun Qingfeng suddenly withdrew his fingers completely, and Jin Lin'er's acupuncture points shivered and contracted, like a silent invitation.

"Are you afraid? Lin'er." Sun Qingfeng kissed Jin Lin'er's cheek lightly, removed all the disguise in the daytime, and there was no indifference on his face, "Don't be afraid."

"Hmm!" Jin Lin'er was just about to speak when he felt a hard object invade his back acupoint. It was Sun Qingfeng's penis, and Sun Qingfeng entered his body.It felt weird, like an indescribable feeling he'd been looking for but never really felt.

"Does it hurt?"

"Hmm...it hurts."

"anything else?"

"want……"

Sun Qingfeng slowed down, entered bit by bit, stroked Jin Lin'er's acupuncture point with his fingers, and kissed his face softly.

Jin Lin'er was exhausted from the pain, but he didn't want to retreat at all. He bit his lip and shook his head, buried his face on Sun Qingfeng's shoulder, and opened his legs forcefully to let him go deeper: "It hurts, but... I really like it."

Sun Qingfeng's penis was half inserted. He knelt on the bed, straightened his upper body, palmed Jin Lin'er's thighs with both hands, and separated his legs so that his back hole was completely exposed. He slowly began to thrust, and then inserted Deeper, until the penis is completely submerged, slightly protruding Jin Lin'er's lower abdomen.

"Brother loves you, Lin'er."

The sound of lewd water kept ringing, Sun Qingfeng held Jin Lin'er's penis and flicked it up and down.

"More than you know."

Jin Lin'er's eyes were closed tightly. Under the double stimulation, the pain was gradually submerged by desire.Following Sun Qingfeng's movements, he raised his butt, twisted his waist, held Sun Qingfeng's hand, and kissed his palm: "Umm... um... I... I know, um... "

Sun Qingfeng's movements became faster and faster, making Jin Lin'er paralyzed, and he ejaculated once more in his hand. The back acupuncture point became more and more relaxed, and could accommodate all of him.

He bumped Jin Lin'er hard, letting him rise and fall with his desire, every time hitting his most sensitive place.

"Ahhh! Ahh..." Jin Lin'er was so comfortable that he felt that he had risen to the sky in a trance, floating in the hot and soft clouds formed by Sun Qing's wind, "Brother...don't..."

Sun Qingfeng thrust deeply and shallowly: "What did you say?"

"Don't...don't stop, ah!" Jin Lin'er raised his face and kissed Sun Qingfeng.

Sun Qingfeng leaned over and lowered his head to kiss him, let go of his legs, pressed his whole body on him, occupied and controlled him completely, and finally ejaculated in him.

Jin Lin'er was sweating profusely, panting absent-mindedly: "Brother, you... you are amazing, I... like you." He swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling, "I still want you."

Sun Qingfeng laughed, wiped Jin Lin'er's face, picked him up and brought him to the washbasin stand. A bronze mirror was hung on the wooden stand, facing the window.

The heavy rain did not stop, and the sound of crackling rain continued.

The faint moonlight inlaid the two with a hazy silver edge, allowing them to distinguish themselves in the bronze mirror and see each other.

"No, no... Anyway, don't do this." Jin Lin'er blushed, not daring to imagine how many traces of lust she had on her body, and lowered her head not daring to look at herself in the mirror, "How embarrassing."

Sun Qingfeng ignored Jin Lin'er, deliberately relit the candle, held his penis, kissed his neck, and asked, "No more?"

Jin Lin'er blushed to the point of bleeding: "More."

Sun Qingfeng touched Jin Lin'er's chest, rubbed his nipples, suddenly lifted one of his legs, put it on the wooden frame, and asked him to open his legs in a very shameful posture, and let his slightly swollen, trembling Posterior exposed.

Jin Lin'er only glanced in the mirror, then immediately closed his eyes, feeling Sun Qingfeng walking around in front of him.

Sun Qingfeng knelt down on one knee, pinched Jin Lin'er's thigh with both hands, and sucked his penis in his mouth.

"Ah...Brother..." Jin Lin'er could hardly stand still, desire trembled in the rain like the thunder and lightning outside the window, and suddenly the pleasure gushed out, and then slowed down, turning into snow in the clouds and green smoke on willow silk.

A room full of spring rain.

Sun Qingfeng stood behind Jin Lin'er again, gently rubbed his penis between his buttocks, picked up a lock of his loose hair, put it behind his ear, pinched his pink auricle, and asked: " tired?"

"More..." Jin Lin'er turned his back to Sun Qingfeng, his legs were weak, and he leaned completely in his arms, and secretly glanced into the mirror with shame and excitement: "You, you are so big .”

"Like it?" Sun Qingfeng's penis stood up straight, thick and long, and slowly penetrated into Jin Lin'er's back acupuncture point, twitching slowly.

"Hi... ah..." Before Jin Lin'er could say anything, he was overwhelmed by desire again.

How much does Jin Lin'er like Sun Qingfeng?

He likes Sun Qingfeng so much that he wants time to stay in this night forever.I hope that the rain will never stop, the night will be long, and the sun will never rise.He wanted to block all the doors and windows to prevent the dawn of tomorrow from leaking in.

On the day of leaving Chang'an, the autumn rain fell again.

Going out of the north gate, passing through Pingchuan, the vast plain of Sichuan merges into the canyon, and the sky becomes a line of gray and white, dazzlingly bright.The gray and black stones are rusted like pig iron, and the red maple is like blood, flowing among the dead cliffs.

Jin Lin'er hit the horse and galloped wildly, the horse's hooves splashed muddy water into the sky, and the stone slab trembled, shaking off a mountain of old dust.He didn't look at the ground, but only looked at the sky, and ran towards the bright light ahead, overcoming the whistling wind in his ears, and leaving behind the world wrapped around his feet.Pierce into the light before reining in the horse.

He rode his horse and walked slowly, looking sideways at the east, trying to see Mount Hua through the stratus clouds, but he could only see the white clouds huddled together, like peonies blooming in full bloom in the garden and withering in the wind and rain, so beautiful and sad.

Chen Yunqing suddenly remembered that there was one thing she had forgotten to tell Jin Lin'er all the time: "Two years ago, when I went back to hunt down the demon division, you asked me to visit Master He and your senior brother. When I arrived, He The head of the sect has already left the seclusion, and after knowing what happened to you, he resigned from his position as the head of the sect, and went down the mountain to wander around. Zhou Xingyun can't get out of the seclusion, so I didn't see you."

Jin Lin'er shook his head and said with a smile: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. We will meet again if we are destined."

"Brother! Wait for me—!" After saying that, he whipped his horse and set off again, chasing Sun Qingfeng in front of him. It was the most dazzling light in the dark canyon he was in.

Because the ghost-faced boy has been targeted by the court, in order to avoid extra problems, the group avoided the official road and took the mountain path. The itinerary slowed down a little. After leaving Chang'an Mansion for three days, they went to the suburbs of Foping County, ready to repair for a day before returning. hit the road.

Today is the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The red sun has not yet set, and the full moon has risen.

Seeing that Fu Qingzhi was unhappy, Chen Yunqing coaxed her to go shopping in the market and return at night.

It's a pity that there is no inn in the mountains and fields, and they found a deserted old house with great difficulty. Jin Lin'er asked Sun Qingfeng to use "Ghost Control" to check it out, and repeatedly confirmed that there were no ghosts haunting this place, so he reluctantly agreed to borrow it. Stay one night.

When Chen Yunqing returned to the deserted house, there was already smoke rising from the courtyard.

Sun Qingfeng waved the spatula expressionlessly, cooking a pot of wild pork.

Jin Lin'er knelt on the ground to add firewood to the fire, two lines of tears were drawn out by the black smoke, and then wiped his face on Sun Qingfeng's trouser legs, but Sun Qingfeng kicked him away in disgust, warning him not to kneel on the ground and get his clothes dirty.

He was so choked that he couldn't speak, so he simply sat on the ground to rest.

Sun Qingfeng glanced at Jin Lin'er secretly, thinking that he had kicked him too far and made him sad, so he pretended to inadvertently move two steps towards him, and rubbed his face with his leg.

"What a couple." Chen Yunqing laughed, rolled up her sleeves, and stepped forward to help with the cooking.

Fu Qingzhi felt much better, went to the house to search, brought out a square table and four chairs, called Jin Lin'er who was sitting on the ground and was lazy, and the two went to the river to wash the tables and chairs together.

Jin Lin'er saw that Fu Qingzhi's complexion was not good, so she asked her to sit aside and rest.

Fu Qingzhi: "I have transformed into this appearance, and I can still tell that my complexion is not good?"

Jin Lin'er: "You have transformed into this appearance, but you are still a man."

Fu Qingzhi: "Men and women are different, and it's inconvenient to change. Besides, I'm sure you all know that I'm the most useless one. My heart is broken and I don't have much aura. The more the merrier."

Jin Lin'er rarely saw Fu Qingzhi so depressed, and asked with concern: "Are you sick?"

Fu Qingzhi coughed twice and said angrily, "I'm not sick."

Jin Lin'er nodded, brushed the table seriously, and said no more.

Fu Qingzhi covered her heart and coughed a few more times. Looking back at the deserted house, she saw Chen Yunqing and Sun Qingfeng standing side by side talking.

Her eyes slowly became dark, as if she was worried.

The surroundings are quiet and peaceful, only the running water is lingling, and the birds and insects are singing.

The fuchsia mist hangs between the sky and the earth.

The clouds floating on the dome are very strange, like white streaks, spreading horizontally, covering the sky.

Fu Qingzhi looked away from Chen Yunqing and broke the silence: "Let me tell you something."

Jin Lin'er looked sideways at Fu Qingzhi, saw her squatting by the stream, touching her face to see her reflection in the water, and asked curiously, "What do you look like?"

Fu Qingzhi cared about her appearance very much. When she heard this question, she forgot what she wanted to say. She was silent for a long time, with a look of struggle in her eyes, and said falteringly: "I, I'll let you see, how about it? But you don't, you can't." Tell Chen Yunqing."

"Really?" Jin Lin'er stood up abruptly, pushed the chair into the stream with a splash, kicked off his shoes hurriedly and ran down to pick up the chair.

When he walked to the shore again, Fu Qingzhi had already removed the disguise spell, revealing his true face.

Jin Lin'er looked at Fu Qingzhi, dumbfounded, "You you you" for a long time without saying a word.

Fu Qingzhi's face turned red, she held her face in her hands, she was ashamed and sullen, and also had a vague sense of inferiority, she didn't dare to look directly at Jin Lin'er, she only glanced at him quietly once or twice, observing his reaction, seeing Jin Lin'er His face hesitated to speak, so he turned around and said disappointedly: "I know I look ugly, do you regret it?" After saying that, he changed back to Mu Yaoguang's appearance, turned and ran away.

"No...it's not." Jin Lin'er came back to his senses, and Fu Qingzhi had run away without a trace.

Do the demons of the demon clan not distinguish between beauty and ugliness?There are such good-looking people in the world!It's just... just a little bit prettier than Sun Qingfeng.Jin Lin'er murmured in his heart, and cleaned the tables and chairs in a trance. When he came back to his senses, he could already smell the aroma of the food.