The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

A ray of light fell, and the sense of heaviness, solidity, and nothingness drifting with the tide gradually disappeared.

The slightly moist east wind passes through the corridor, the moonlight is clear, and the light and shadow are intertwined, reflecting the face of the sleeping person as cold as jade, the thick and long eyelashes cast deep and shallow shadows, the thin lips are tightly closed, there is no smoke, and the only eyes The bright red tail is shocking.

In the late spring, when it was warm and cold, the person next to the pillow hesitated for a moment, reluctantly let go of the body that had been warmed up with great difficulty, scribbled on a robe, tucked in the quilt, and got up and closed the east pane.

Just as he turned around, the thick eyelashes moved, and it was fleeting.

After closing the window, Du Yinzhi couldn't wait to get into the quilt again, hugging the uncle into his arms again, frowning slightly, maybe the weather has become warmer, and the body of the uncle is not as cold as before, hugging him The bosom is warm and moist like nephrite jade.

He kissed lightly between his eyebrows, kept his lips close to his forehead, and fell asleep contentedly.

"Uncle, will you wake up tomorrow?"

He would repeat this sentence every day before going to bed, his tone was cautious and coquettish, always felt that such a shameless begging, my uncle would definitely be reluctant to leave him, and would be back soon.

When he was a child, he imagined countless times that his uncle could be so obedient and let him sleep in his arms, sleeping from sun deep sleep to moon set, and from sun rise to moon rise, no longer paying attention to other things, only sinking into each other's breath and body temperature just fine.

This is already very extravagant, only my uncle will never talk to him, scold him, or tell him to call him Xiao Yuer, only a few wisps of remnant souls are left wandering in his empty body...

"Uncle, if you wake up, you have to talk to your nephew for a while. After talking about the past three months, I will forgive your self-assertion."

"Although I am obedient to you, I still have a temper. This time I am really angry."

"You are all mine, how can you do that kind of thing without authorization?"

"It needs to be punished well."

The low voice was a bit hoarse, like talking in a dream, and the bamboo rustled in the wind outside the house. Although he was angry, he was still reluctant to speak harshly to his uncle.

That day, he could no longer remember how he crawled out of the ruins of the Kuanggu Cult with his unconscious uncle in his arms, and covered the two bodies with his outer robe indiscriminately. There were countless bloody cuts, the blood mixed with the dust and flowed down, his eyes were red, his body was trembling, and he was in a state of embarrassment and expressionless.

Until someone cut his way, it was Bai Xu.

He couldn't remember exactly what Bai Xu's expression was at that time, Du Yinzhi's five senses disappeared, he couldn't see, he couldn't hear, when Bai Xu pierced his chest with a sword, only then did his dark eyes respond slightly.

There was a heart-pounding pain in his chest. He lowered his eyes slightly and saw the sword sunk into his chest. He was stunned for a moment, then silently raised his hand to hold the blade, and pulled it out. The sharp sword instantly melted into his bloody hand. For the powder.

Blood gushed out from the pierced chest, Du Yinzhi didn't care, he stared at the uncle in his arms with his eyes closed like a broken puppet, until the blood splashed on the temples of the uncle, he raised his head Wipe off carefully with your hands.

Uncle loves to be clean, he can't let his own blood stain him——

"Give me Yanshu!" Looking at the disheveled and pale Du Yanshu in Du Yinzhi's arms, Bai Xu's eyes were red, his voice trembled, and his chest heaved violently. describe.

His dim eyes flickered, and he hugged the unconscious person in his arms even tighter, and his voice sounded vaguely like a dream: "Uncle is mine."

"Bastard, you deserve it too?"

"I put Yan Shu in a dangerous situation again and again, and this time I finally got my wish, are you satisfied?"

"If you don't talk to him, you will die for you after all."

Du Yinzhi's body trembled suddenly, and his low voice floated in the bloody air: "Uncle, he is not dead..."

"Du Yinzhi, give him to me!" Bai Xu didn't have a sword, and he couldn't even get close with his bare hands. For Du Yinzhi, nothing is more important than this person in his arms. How could he be willing to give it up to others? .

Even if it's just an empty body without soul, it's my uncle...

"Give it to me, I have a solution—" The pitch-black eyes fixedly looked at Du Yinzhi.

"Although I can't guarantee it, it's worth a try." Du Yinzhi's body trembled in a firm and cold tone, his eyes finally gained some focus, and he looked at Bai Xu with a complicated expression.

The corner of Bai Xu's mouth twitched, and he said word by word: "Blood trip."

Between him and Du Yanshu, the blood bond is still there, although you are not sure, you might as well give it a try——

Use his life, in other words Shu's life.

No matter whether the other party is the third master he misses so much, or the younger brother whose blood is thicker than water, he will never hesitate.

Du Yinzhi forgot how he handed over his brother-in-law's body to Bai Xu. He only remembered that a burst of dazzling light exploded, illuminating the entire ruins of the Kuanggu Cult, and the smoke and dust billowed everywhere, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

"This time, it's cheaper for you kid."

"Third Master...my brother...just leave it to you...you bastard..."

After saying this, a self-deprecating smile floated on that face that never smiled, the brilliance in his eyes gradually faded, and finally the flame was extinguished.

His dark eyes were open, Du Yinzhi raised his hand to close his eyelids, and held his uncle in his arms again, cherishing and carefully.

Moyuan Mountain is hidden in the Eastern Region. The mountain has excellent geomantic omen, lingering spiritual mist, towering sacred trees, and green bamboos. It is most suitable for repairing the spiritual veins of the soul. Only the entrance of Moyuan Mountain is extremely difficult to find. It is said that there has been no one in a hundred years found.

Du Yinzhi, with his unconscious uncle on his back, arrived in the extreme east of the Xunyu in only two days, and spent another two days walking through every inch of the Xunyu, finally finding the entrance to Moyuan Mountain.Even though he had as much spiritual power as he did, he was unconscious for a day and a night due to excessive consumption and serious injuries.

Unconscious, Du Yinzhi still held his uncle in his arms, and did not let go for a moment.

Cutting Lingzhu built a house, and led him to "retreat" here with his uncle to heal his wounds. He repaired his spirit veins in a frank and honest way every day, and took the Lingyuan spring water from Moyuan Mountain to scrub his body. Uncle likes to be clean, and clothes are changed and washed every day, but most of the time, they are naked to each other...

Now, he clearly remembers every part of my uncle's body, every inch of skin, every scar, every mole. In the flesh and blood.

The years in the mountains are peaceful and fleeting, but the human world under the mountains is in chaos.

The head of the Kuangbone Cult died strangely overnight, and even his soul was burned. It was very tragic and terrifying, and the Cult of the Kuangbone Cult disappeared from the world.

Leng Yu did all kinds of evil things during his lifetime, and once the news spread that he was wiped out, all the monks rushed over after hearing the news, and started looting, burning and plundering in the name of sweeping away the remnants. In the past, people with picky taste were first-class good stuff, but now Kuanggujiao has become a piece of fat that everyone wants to have a bite of.

The spoils were not evenly distributed among the monks, and bloodshed and private fights were common. What surprised everyone the most was that the body of Bai Xu, the servant of the Du family, was found in the ruins of the Kuanggu Sect. The sword was shattered into powder, and only the empty scabbard remained in his hand.

And the third son of the Du family was also missing. The Du family cast a net to search day and night. The strands of Du Yanshu's spiritual breath and consciousness seemed to have evaporated from this world, completely without a trace.

It should be said, as if it never existed.

The Patriarch of the Du family, Du Yanming, only had his younger brother as a relative. How could he accept the fact that his younger brother had disappeared without a trace? Yue Xia endured a pitiful description of being skinny.

Coincidentally, it was rumored that the ghost clan sage also disappeared without a trace at the same time, and everyone couldn't help thinking that the third son Du had some shady business with the ghost clan sage in private, and the uneven distribution of spoils caused a conflict. All people are destroyed.

Naturally, these are gossips in the world of self-cultivation, and they don't really believe it. After all, with the cultivation base and spiritual power of the third son, he is far from being the opponent of the ghost clan sage. The young master was caught by the sage and used as a prisoner, and when he got tired of playing, he sucked all his spiritual power and soul.

Du Yanming has also heard these unpleasant rumors a little bit. Thinking of the scene where Yan Shu slept with a strange man in his embrace that day, he couldn't help but think a lot... He even thought about breaking into the ghost land to find people. Fortunately, this is the case. The dangerous thought was temporarily suppressed by Pei Yun.

Immortal cultivators who forcibly venture into the ghost domain have always escaped death, and it is absolutely unwise to make such a dangerous move based on rumors.Pei Yun also knew that now that the Du family village was flying like cats and dogs, and the master missed the third brother so much, there was no sense to speak of.

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The rainy season is coming, and the window is dark and gloomy.

A gleam of light fell in the vast darkness, and the light spot slowly expanded and diffused, stretching into a line, a net, and a bright white light.

The dissociated consciousness slowly gathers together, from all rivers to the sea, a sense of lightness and transparency spreads to all limbs and bones.

It’s like a dry ancient well gradually gushing out the water source, penetrating little by little, awakening the five senses, the sound of continuous rain, the moist breath of bamboo leaves, the fragrance of medicine, the soft touch of the quilt, the temperature of fingertips, and the thin calluses. The sound of breathing so close...

Someone whispered in his ear, with a soft smile: "Uncle, when you wake up, go and propose marriage to Second Uncle?"

"Let's get married, okay?"

Like a flash of lightning, the chaotic consciousness instantly became clear, and Du Yanshu closed his eyes that were about to be opened...

The author has something to say: Quote: Staring at my uncle's naked body for three months...

Uncle: ...

Quote: Discovered a little secret

Uncle: ... go away

Quote: I want to share

Uncle: ...refused

Quote: There is also a red mole under my uncle's tailbone

Uncle: ...

Cited: It’s very beautiful, my uncle doesn’t even know it, right?

Uncle: ... I don't want to know

(Inner os: I really want to see it...how can I see it...)

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In the next chapter, I will delete more, try to avoid being locked, and then put the complete car on the scarf. You are cute, this group of guys who are not Buddhist at all and want to eat fish →_→