Chasing Ling Jian and Picking Acacia

In the cold spring, Lan Wangji put one hand against the other, continuously sending spiritual energy.

Wei Wuxian was sitting on a rock by the spring, concentrating on supervising the situation of the three of them. SiZhui's injury shouldn't be a problem. Although he was stabbed across the face, his inner strength was withdrawn at that time, and what he suffered was only a flesh injury. Trouble It was Jin Ling.

The root of insanity lies in the heart, one thought becomes a god, one thought becomes a devil, and cultivating the Tao is cultivating the mind. Jin Ling saw with his own eyes that Si Zhui was seriously injured.

Leng Quan could only temporarily suppress the turbulent Qi and blood in his body, but did not cure the root cause.Sure enough, Lan Wangji's left hand was shaken away, blood vessels under Jin Ling's skin quickly emerged again, and the surrounding spring water began to evaporate.

"Lan Zhan! Don't lose any more spiritual power, let me do it!"

The most urgent task is to bring back Jin Ling's consciousness and get out of Nightmare's control.Although this method is very dangerous, I can only give it a try, "Shut your ears!"

Lan Wangji raised his left hand, closed the Tinggong acupoint, and at the same time turned his hand on Sizhui's vest half a circle, firmly pressing the central governor channel with his thumb.

Wei Wuxian bit his fingertips, bit the talisman paper and flew up, quickly put blood marks on Jinling's Shenting, temple and Qingming acupoints, pasted the talisman paper on Baihui acupoint, pressed his lips against Chen Qing, and took a deep breath. in one breath.

This is a spirit enlightenment technique, even a dead person can be brought back a sliver of consciousness, not to mention that the important acupoints on Jin Ling's head were stained with the blood of the performer.

The sharp and rapid sound of the flute hit the eardrums, Jin Ling slapped the water with his hands in pain, raised his head and screamed, his eyes suddenly opened, but still confused, Wei Wuxian did not expect Jin Ling's mind to be damaged like this degree.

If the blowing continues, not only will Jin Ling not be woken up, but it may even be life-threatening. Wei Wuxian made a decisive decision and signaled to Lan Wangji to let go of the bell.

Lan Wangji withdrew his right hand, the sound of the flute slowed down a bit, Lan Sizhui was awakened immediately, and in front of him was Jin Ling struggling madly in the water.

"A Ling!!!"

Lan Sizhui's eyes widened in disbelief, he staggered over, pressed Jin Ling's Jianjing acupoint, his slapping arm dropped down, Lan Sizhui tightly circled Jin Ling from the front, pressed his right palm on his back, and conveyed the spirit. force.

Wei Wuxian popped a stone, tapped Lan Sizhui's Tinggong acupoint, and raised his voice again. Jin Ling writhed violently in Lan Sizhui's arms, hitting his unhealed abdomen, and the wound opened again. blackened.

Looking at Jin Ling's blood-red skin and painful face, Lan Sizhui could only feel his heart being tightly grasped, how could this happen, why did Ah Ling become like this, what happened!

"A Ling! Wake up!" Lan Sizhui shouted in Jin Ling's ear, he couldn't hear his own voice, so he didn't know how hoarse he was shouting, "A Ling—"

Jin Ling suddenly stopped struggling and succeeded!Wei Wuxian pressed the other sound hole with his ring finger, and the sound of the flute became long and slow, as if breaking through the light of dawn in the dark night, guiding lost souls back to where they should go.

The pupils gradually brightened and the blood vessels disappeared. Jin Ling slowly raised his hand and grabbed Mo's forehead floating on the water, "...Lan Sizhui?"

Lan Sizhui felt that Jin Ling had calmed down, and he quickly raised his head. The eyes of the two were glued together. It seemed that thousands of years had passed. Lan Sizhui didn't want to bear it any longer, so he pressed Jin Ling's back of the head and kissed the pale man hard. lips.

Lan Wangji stepped out of the water, grabbed Wei Wuxian's right hand, and pulled him away quickly.

"Hey! Lan Zhan, I haven't seen enough yet, don't pull me~"

"See no evil."

Jin Ling opened his mouth obediently, letting the intruding tongue frantically lick every inch of his mouth, swallowing the body fluid mixed together, his hands tightly wrapped around the man who had loved, thought about, and hated for ten years. year people.

This smell is him; this hug is him; this kiss is him.

Tears slipped from the corners of the eyes and fell into the cold spring, and the heart full of holes beat again, as if it was about to break through the chest and jump into another chest that was close to each other, telling the lovesickness of ten years, fused together again, and never separated again.

The paleness had turned bright red. Lan Sizhui gently held Jin Ling's face, and kept stroking his cheeks and lips with his thumbs. Seeing Jin Ling's eyes of love and pain, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, as if he had been in the past for ten years. Before, with a warm smile.

Kissing the cinnabar between Jin Ling's eyebrows with great care, he hugged his most cherished and most important treasure in this world again. Maybe they are one, and if they are separated, they will suffer separately. Only when they are tightly entwined like this can their souls be stable.

"A Ling, we will never be separated again."

Jin Ling gently placed his hand on Lan Sizhui's chest, "Is it still me in your heart?"

"It's always been you." Lan Sizhui took Jin Ling's hand, and put it on his lips to peck a kiss. The affection in his eyes was no longer hidden. It was the same ten years ago, and it will be the same ten years later. .

Jin Ling showed a beautiful smile, his eyebrows were raised high, and his spirit was high, "Then are you still married to the princess?"

"It won't work."

"All the business names must be returned."

"it is good."

"Don't hurt yourself again."

"it is good."

"You have to hug me to sleep every night."

"must."

"It's getting old~"

"Here's a new one for you."

"What if you treat me so badly again."

"Then punish me never to see Ah Ling."

Jin Ling nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly realized something was wrong, "Then I won't be able to see you either."

Lan Sizhui smiled lowly, "Yes."

"I don't want it!" Jin Ling's eyes were red again, and he put his arms around Lan Sizhui's neck, "Do you want to leave me again, no!"

Lan Sizhui kissed Jin Ling, stood up with him in his arms, and walked outside.

Seeing the blood oozing from Lan Sizhui's abdomen, Jin Ling's pupils constricted, "You're bleeding again, let me down quickly."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"Lan Sizhui!"

"If you move around again, my blood will flow faster."

Jin Ling didn't dare to move at once, and obediently lay on Lan Sizhui's shoulder.

"I'll go back and bandage you."

"it is good."

"Where are we going now?"

"bedroom."

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☆, end

Along the way, Jin Ling was afraid that other members of the Lan family would see him, so his heart was beating extremely fast, his pink face was buried in Lan SiZhui's neck, he exhaled unevenly hot air, and his soft long hair was scattered on both of them.

A strand of black hair fluttered up, wrapped around Lan Sizhui's neck like a soft snake, then fell slowly, slid over the collarbone, chest, arm, and then returned to Jin Ling's back.

The breathing in the ears stagnated for a moment, the hot chest almost dried up the drenched clothes of the two of them, and the fiery and stiff penis kept rubbing against his buttocks as he walked.

Jin Ling was scared and shy, but his arms hugged him even tighter. He didn't want to run away at all. He longed for Lan Sizhui to enter his body, to truly merge into one, and to soothe his restless heart.

"Your body is so hot." The muffled voice seemed to be nasal, as if complaining, as if acting like a baby, as if expecting the pity of your lover.

Lan Sizhui narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning Jin Ling's slender and slender body from top to bottom in a deep and dark way.

Lifting Jin Ling's round buttocks with both hands, and straightening his lower body upwards, panting low, he moved close to Jin Ling's ear, biting the red pinna, "I'll let it cool down, okay?"

Jin Ling trembled sensitively in Lan Sizhui's arms, his whole body softened, and even his fingers blushed, "Shameless..."

"What I'm going to do next is even more shameless, you have to bear it." Lan Sizhui kicked open the bedroom door, put Jin Ling on the bed, took off his outer robe, and lowered the bed curtain.

"A Ling, open your eyes." Jin Ling shook his head, covered his flushed face with a pillow, his clothes were in a mess, and waves of Venus snow fell on his beautiful body like acacia flowers in the dark.

Lan Sizhui sat by the bed, staring at Jin Ling intently, his hands were shaking.For ten years and countless nights, he pressed Ah Ling under him in his dream, invading again and again, forcing her to say the promise that eternity will belong to him.

The more depressed the crazier, the darkness grows infinitely in his heart, turning into a devil, and now the dream has come true, like a bowl of water is placed in front of a dying person who is about to thirst, he is afraid that he will not be able to control it.

Jin Ling couldn't hear the sound, so he threw the pillow back and faced Lan Sizhui's gaze, his heart beat violently, and his body flinched reflexively.

Lan Sizhui stood up suddenly, and without looking at Jin Ling any more, he pushed aside the bed curtain and walked out.Jin Ling's face paled in an instant, and he rolled and crawled off the bed, almost tripping over him.

"Where are you going?"

Lan Sizhui stopped and stood straight on the spot. Jin Ling ran over and hugged him from behind. Anxiety almost swallowed him, and his voice trembled, "Don't you want me?"

Seeing Lan Sizhui's silence for a long time, Jin Ling turned to the front, raised his head and kissed him, teasing him clumsily, and cried, "Why didn't you hug me, did you lie to me?"

The devil in his body could no longer hold back, Jin Ling suddenly lifted his feet off the ground, spun around, and was thrown hard on the bed. Lan Sizhui put his hands on Jin Ling's sides, tightly enclosing him in the small space.

Looking at Jin Ling expressionlessly, "I will hurt you, even if you beg for mercy or you break down, I will not stop. Aren't you afraid of me like this?"

Jin Ling looked directly at Lan Sizhui without hesitation, "I'm not afraid."

"it is good."

Lan Sizhui tore off Jin Ling's belt, took off all foreign objects on Jin Ling's body, and threw it on the ground with his backhand, examining the naked body below him with blazing eyes.

Jin Ling closed his eyes tightly, grasped the quilt tightly, his legs were separated, Lan Sizhui gently scraped the pink top|top with his fingers, and immediately heard an unbearable moan.

He licked his lips, sat up and took off his shirt. The open wound on his abdomen was still bleeding. He lifted Jin Ling up, put his head on the wound, and ordered in a cold voice, "Lick it clean."

Seeing the hideous wound up close, the smell of blood stimulated the sense of smell, and the tears in the corners of the eyes were gently wiped away, "I want you to drink it until it stops flowing."

Jin Ling stared blankly at Lan Sizhui, but because of this sentence, his sex organs began to ooze juice excitedly, he smiled ecstatically, lowered his head and stuck out the tip of his tongue to slowly lick off the blood that had flowed out.

The fishy and sweet taste spread out in his mouth. Lan Yuan's blood was drank by him and melted in his body. This fact made Jin Ling completely lose his mind. He knelt down and licked it over and over again after the blood outside had been drunk. lick.

Lan Sizhui snorted, the wound was painful and itchy, he pinched Jin Ling's chin to force him to raise his head, looked at the ignorant and confused eyes, smiled slightly, and put three fingers into Jin Ling's mouth.

"Lick it wet." Jin Ling's mind was already blank, and he obediently obeyed the order when he heard the order. His soft tongue slid between his fingers, and excessive saliva and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, extremely lewd|sexy.

Soon his fingers were wet, Lan Sizhui pulled out, and pressed Jin Ling again, his knuckle hand slid down the smooth back, came to the high buttocks, and probed the tightly closed acupoints .

Jin Ling twisted his body indiscriminately, instinctively wanting to escape from this discomfort, but he was restrained, and his fingers penetrated deep into the warm interior without his resistance, pressing | kneading.

"Hmm..." Spread your fingers in the acupuncture point and make a small opening, "Is it comfortable?"

When the air entered the back|acupuncture point, Jin Ling moaned and shrank|stretched, but the friction increased, and suddenly his fingers touched a spot, Jin Ling raised his head and loudly|groaned|oh.

Lan Sizhui made an evil smile, put three fingers together, and vigorously pressed against that place.

"Ah!!!" Jin Ling's body bounced up and fell back heavily into the embrace of the lower place. Lan Sizhui wrapped Jin Ling with one hand, and continued to give the most direct stimulation to that place with his fingers.

Jin Ling was already speechless, his eyes rolled up slightly, his hands were clasped into Lan Sizhui's back, his waist trembled violently, and his posterior acupoints tightly clamped his fingers inside.

But he was rubbed away mercilessly, "Don't!" Jin Ling shook his head frantically, his face was covered with tears, his eyes had already begun to loosen, and he grabbed his hands back, trying to pull his fingers out.

"I said, even if you beg for mercy, I will not stop."

Withdrawing his fingers, Lan Sizhui hugged the limp Jin Ling, aimed at the bruised penis, and let go.

"what!!!"

The back acupoint instantly swallowed the genitals to the root, covering it without a single gap. Lan Sizhui took a deep breath, took off his forehead, put it on Jin Ling's fragile raised neck, and pulled it over with all his strength.

A few deep scratches were scratched on his chest, Jin Ling fell on Lan Sizhui's body, his gorgeous face tempted Lan Sizhui to kiss him like a fairy.

The wooden bed shook, a pale foot stuck out of the bed curtain, the toes were spread out, but was quickly pulled in, the thick bed curtain covered the absurdity of the room.

It wasn't until the moon was in the sky that the creaking big bed quieted down. Jin Ling was hugged in Lan Sizhui's arms with tears all over his face, and the scalding heat rushed into his body.

"A Ling, you are mine."

Jin Ling struggled to lift Lan Sizhui's hand around his waist, and placed it on his face, quietly closing his eyes, his lost soul finally rested, "I am yours."