Brilliant thorn

It was not until he returned to the dormitory that Xiao Jue came back to his senses, but it was still like a dream, without any sense of reality.

The little master actually wanted to take him away? !

At that time, he felt that his whole heart was being grabbed by an invisible hand, his eyes were hot, his throat was tight, and he was afraid that the little master would repent, so he quickly said "yes" to him in a low voice.

There is no reason, just unconditional trust and willingness, wherever the little master takes him, he is willing.

It was just a moment of silence, and it seemed like several years had passed, the little master kissed him again with the burning tenderness in his eyes, holding his face carefully with callused hands, trembling slightly because of excitement, The breath is light and hot.

He closed his eyes subconsciously, with a look of letting you pick and choose.

All tactile sensations disappeared, he only knew that his little master's lips were soft and even a little sweet.

He turned over on the bed with his lips pursed, his cheeks were hot, and he tried his best not to think about it.

"Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue..." He murmured these two words repeatedly, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

"What are you talking about?" Tang Yun yawned and asked in a daze.

"It's nothing, I just have a name." He was rarely in a good mood, and responded to Tang Yun immediately, with a little complacency in his tone.

"Oh," Tang Yun was half asleep and half awake, unable to react at all, "Hurry up and sleep, there will be a fierce battle to be fought the day after tomorrow, so you need to get enough energy."

After speaking, he put the quilt over his head and fell asleep again.

Xiao Jue picked at the corner of the quilt sideways, thinking that his little master would meet him at the old place the day after tomorrow, and he couldn't sleep even more.

If he wants to keep the appointment, he must survive the daytime competition.

Driven by an unprecedented strong desire to survive, Xiao Jue tried his best in the martial arts arena. Every move and style taught by Fu Shaoyu was flexibly used in actual combat.What's more, the two of them fight each other on weekdays, Fu Shaoyu is lenient and strict, and rarely releases water. Compared with a novice who is also a beginner in martial arts, Xiao Jue can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

Except for Tang Yun, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, no one else is his opponent.

Cui Yushu, who was watching the battle from the high platform, smiled and recruited two shadow guards next to him, and after Xiao Jue finished, he was directly tied to the Que Ling Terrace.

"The old man only ordered them to bring you here, so why are you still on the rope?" Cui Yushu untied him himself, with a kindly smile on his face, "Are you all right?"

Xiao Jue shook his head, knelt down and respectfully called him "foster father".

"Good boy," Cui Yushu threw the rope aside, "Among this group of people, I value you the most. You are calm and calm, and you don't like to talk too much. The most important thing is that you are smart."

Xiao Jue had no intention of speculating on Cui Yushu's intentions, he only waited for this man to finish admonishing him, and then went straight to the back mountain to find his little master.From then on, the mountains are high and the water is far away, and everyone will follow him.

"The old man taught you kung fu personally, only you can comprehend the fastest, improve the most, and even learn by analogy, so you can become a master by yourself."

Cui Yushu flashed out the soft sword wrapped around his waist, danced it twice, and suddenly stabbed obliquely at the boy's heart, the point of the sword barely stopped three minutes away from him, Xiao Jue's eyelids twitched, and his body knelt stiffly.

"How does the old man do this trick?"

Xiao Jue suddenly felt uneasy, and saw the soft sword swaying twice in front of his chest, like a long silver snake, retreating quickly, sweeping across the sky, and piercing the Changhong.

There were two "bang bang", and the porcelain vase on the flower table in the distance shattered, Cui Yushu jumped out to explore the sea, and settled his move.

"This trick sweeps away thousands of troops, so what?"

Xiao Jue's face was pale, he bit his lips and said nothing, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists.

All these moves were taught by his little master.

The oscillating sword energy had already cut several sword marks on his clothes, and the dark red blood oozed out, soaking the black clothes, Xiao Jue was in excruciating pain, his whole body was shaking, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Why don't you talk?" Cui Yushu held his sword horizontally between his elbows, and wiped off the blood stains on the sword with his sleeve, "Good boy, tell foster father, how did you comprehend these sword moves?"

Xiao Jue fell on the ground, begging for his life.

Cui Yushu smiled and said: "You are a good seedling who practice martial arts, I have not enough time to cultivate you, how can I be willing to kill you?"

He lowered his body, grabbed the boy's hair and forced him to raise his head. His old rough hands gently wiped away the blood splashed on that fair face, and said kindly: "Answer truthfully, who taught you?" Yes, foster father promises not to embarrass you."

Xiao Jue tremblingly said: "It's me..."

The "slap" slap made the second half of his sentence swallowed back into his stomach with blood, one side of Xiao Jue's cheek was burning with pain, and even the ear on that side was humming endlessly.

Cui Yushu clamped down on his fragile throat, and with a little force, the boy's face was flushed with difficulty breathing.

"Children can't lie, I will give you another chance."

Tang Yun's warning words to him are still in his ears, and the three chapters of the little master's agreement are in his heart, Xiao Jue clenched his teeth and refused to speak again.

"You have a lot of backbone, not bad." Cui Yushu smiled, and then changed the topic, "But you are too young to figure out who is in charge of this Taxian Pavilion."

The entire Taxian Pavilion is in his hands, the only ones who are out of control are those two yellow-haired boys from Chiyue.

"Which taught you? The one surnamed Chu is still wearing a mask?"

Xiao Jue began to struggle hard, Cui Yushu nodded knowingly: "It seems that he is wearing a mask. It's really easy for children to get along with each other. It's only been half a month, and you can coax him to teach you sword moves, which is considered your skill. "

Xiao Jue's eyes turned black, he became ruthless, grabbed Cui Yushu's arm and lowered his head to bite, Cui Yushu snorted coldly, kicked him several feet away, and fell out of the gate of Que Ling Terrace.

Cui Yushu walked over slowly, and was about to ask some more questions, when the slight sound of footsteps from the cabinet behind him aroused his vigilance.

He turned around and ran towards the inner hall. The secret door leading to the secret room was not yet closed. Two masked men in black jumped out of the window one after the other. Cui Yushu summoned the shadow guards to chase after them. He hurried to the secret room to check the situation .

Hearing the movement, the person curled up on the ground stood up with all his strength, and staggered to go down the mountain. Cui Yushu's bodyguard rushed over and kicked him in the back quickly, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

Before falling down, Xiao Jue tried his best to glance down the mountain.Two black shadows flashed across his field of vision, but he didn't know that it was the last time he and his little master met in the next ten years.

"It's so unlucky," Chufeng complained after finally throwing off those difficult shadow guards, pulling down his veil, "Finally caught a chance when the old fox was not around, and it turned out that he was ahead of schedule." I'm back. Fortunately, I ran fast, what if I get caught?"

Seeing Fu Shaoyu turned around to go up the mountain, he quickly stopped him: "Where are you going, sir?"

Fu Shaoyu said: "I want to take him away."

"Isn't it?" Chufeng said in surprise, "Are you serious?"

Fu Shaoyu pulled off his mask and said anxiously: "You think I'm joking?!"

He stepped up to leave, but Chu Feng hugged his waist tightly, and persuaded him: "Young master, no! Cui Yushu has already been alerted, if you go back alone now, it is tantamount to seeking your own death!"

"Don't stop me, he's still waiting." Fu Shaoyu slapped his palm horizontally and pushed Chufeng away, "I have my own measure, and I won't get hurt."

How could Chufeng let him take the risk alone, and couldn't stop him, so he could only follow him up the mountain quietly.

The appointment was at Xu time, Fu Shaoyu waited until midnight, but his little mute didn't come.

"Young master, you are so infatuated that he may not understand it. Why are you bothering?" Chu Feng sat on a branch, looked at the stars and candles on the Que Ling Terrace, and sighed.

Fu Shaoyu stood under the tree with his sword in his arms, thinking that something might have happened to Xiao Jue, and he planned to sneak into Taxian Pavilion again to find someone, but Chufeng suddenly jumped from the tree in front of him, and covered his lips with his hands to signal him not to speak out.

Not long after, there was a series of footsteps running towards this side.

Listening to the movement, there should be no less than a dozen people.

Those shadow guards searched the mountain with their swords, and they didn't miss any corner. Fu Shaoyu and Chufeng were quickly discovered. They fought and retreated. After finishing one group, another group came after them after hearing the sound of beating and killing. of.

The wheel battle is too exhausting, if it drags on, they will never be able to escape.

Chufeng almost dragged Fu Shaoyu, who was red-eyed, away.

This walk is ten years.

Looking back now, I still feel unwilling.

"Does it mean that if I persist for a while, you will come to me?" Fu Shaoyu pressed Xiao Jue, and kissed his brow and eyes lightly.

Xiao Jue shook his head: "Cui Yushu found a scapegoat that night, and lied to me that it was you." His voice was a little choked up, "For ten years, I never thought of you again."

I don't dare to think about it, and I don't want to think about it.

It just makes me sad.

"Ah," Fu Shaoyu bit the tip of Xiao Jue's nose, and smiled wryly, "Blame me, I should have let you see my face in the first place, so that my little mute wouldn't think that I was dead and go to sleep every night. Are you hurt?"

"And the name," Xiao Jue said in a hoarse voice, "You never told me your name, and you didn't really want to take me away at all."

Fu Shaoyu repeatedly complained: "I planned to take you back to Saibei and then confess to you, who would have imagined that it would be ten years before we could reunite." He untied Xiao Jue's red hair tie, and once Touching the strands of hair scattered on the couch, "Do you know how excited I was when I saw you again? I wish I could hold you in my arms and kiss you fiercely. It's best to treat you right away." gone."

"hiss……"

The wrist suddenly hurt, Xiao Jue raised his eyes to see, at some time, Fu Shaoyu tied his hands together with the red hair band.

He didn't resist, Ren Fu Shaoyu tied the other end of the hairband to the bedpost, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

"What a hypocrite," Xiao Jue couldn't help but licked his lower lip when he recalled their confrontation when they reunited in Shenjiazhuang, Pingchuan Prefecture, "When Master Fu asked me 'who came from', my face didn't blush and my heart didn't beat, I was really upright , Chivalrous and awe-inspiring."

Fu Shaoyu stood up on his knees, took off Xiao Jue's clothes, and slapped that upturned buttocks again.

"Wrong, that's not our long-lost reunion. Think again."

Xiao Jue was startled, his legs were pulled apart, his breath was a little short, he stared at Fu Shaoyu's strong chest under his clothes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't lie to me, that's the first time..."

With a "snap", the butt was slapped again.

The strength was not great, but his skin was fair and sensitive, and he soon saw the red palm print.

"Think about it, you idiot will get a slap if you make a wrong answer once." Fu Shaoyu smiled slyly, untied the black gold silk belt around his waist, and slowly wrapped it around Xiao Jue's white and beautiful clothes. ankle.