Swordsman Jianghu【Rebirth】

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Feng Yan turned his head back in astonishment, the moment he saw the familiar face, the grievances accumulated for a day erupted.He tugged on his senior brother's collar, and kept wiping his tears on it: "I promised not to be brave? Do you know how worried I am?"

Su Qing put her arms around his waist, lowered her head and looked at him with a smile: "Where is your room?"

Feng Yan raised his head, revealing a pair of glowing red eyes, and pointed to a side room in the backyard with his fair fingers.Su Qing hugged him and flew up, without disturbing a single guard, he went straight into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Yan was pushed on the bed and kissed.Su Qing pinched his chin, domineeringly snatching his breath, fortunately, this person is still there, fortunately, he understood what he meant.

He didn't panic when he encountered an inescapable maze in the tunnel, and he didn't panic when faced with overwhelming poisonous insects. Even when faced with witchcraft control, he was still able to handle it with ease.

But when he heard this person say that he was cold and wanted to hug him, his heart ached.

Feng Yan cooperated with him to open his lips. It was only a day, but it seemed like a long time, until now, his heart was really let go.He didn't know if he could bear the pain of losing his brother again.

When the two were kissing, they tore each other's clothes. Su Qing's hand wandered over the porcelain-white skin of the junior brother, and wherever it went, its owner would tremble.It happened to be suppressed so badly, the lips were blocked, and the body was teased, that young white body opened to accept the intruder.

"Well……"

The moment he entered, physical tears welled up in the corners of Feng Yan's eyes, and the hands holding his shoulders left a few scratches on his skin, his eyes that were originally stained with lust became a little clearer.

"Does it hurt?" Su Qing leaned against his forehead and kissed his delicate facial features. His lips moved from his forehead to those bright eyes, licking away the tears from the corners of his eyes, then to his delicate nose, to his bright red lips, and finally It was the white earlobe, trying to ease his tension.

Except for the first time, the two of them only had occasional sniffs, so it was still as tight as before, and naturally it was not easy to get in.

Feng Yan lay there panting, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and his voice was soft: "Senior brother~"

A low moan came from the room, slowly drifting into the night, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, revealing half of its face, it seemed that it was also very shy about this affair.

……

Feng Yan was lying on the bed, his fair and slender body covered with hickey marks, looking at him with endless charm, released again and again, so that he no longer had the strength to cater to him, and in the end he could only bear it directly.

He opened his wet eyes with difficulty, met his brother's eyes, and raised his hand.Su Qing understood, pulled him into his arms, turned over and leaned against the head of the bed, their skins were touching, he asked in a low voice: "Are you tired?"

Feng Yan rested his head on his chest, and when he heard a strong heartbeat, he nodded silently, but he didn't even have the strength to speak, and his body was still pink from the pleasure just now.

"I'm fine. After practicing the Ruthless Sword, anything related to feelings will not hinder me." Su Qing caressed his beautiful butterfly bones, her voice was as cold as ever, "I only have feelings for you, except for you, there is no one else." People can influence me, so I stayed only after I made sure everything was safe.”

"I'm sorry for worrying you for so long today, brother, I promise there will be no next time." Su Qing coaxed him, her cheek pressed against his. "The Wu Changyun who cast the Gu is dead, and this kind of thing will never happen again. I came back late to break that formation."

Feng Yan put his arms around his neck, Su Qing understood, hugged him up, and pulled the quilt aside to cover the two of them.

"That, that—" Feng Yan's voice was hoarse as soon as he spoke, Su Qing let him go and poured a glass of warm water over, then hugged him back in his arms again, and brought the water to his mouth.

Feng Yan drank water and moistened his throat, but his voice was still a little hoarse. After all, tonight was a night of wantonness. "Then what's going on with Fu Wenqing?" He has no memory of Fu Wenqing, but he is subconsciously displeased with him.

Su Qing put his arms around his waist, drank the remaining water, and then kissed his mouth. Feng Yan slightly opened his lips, and the two kissed tenderly.

Su Qing told all about the encounter with Fu Wenqing before.Feng Yan struggled to get up, and gritted his teeth: "The person who dares to covet me? I'm going to kill him!"

Su Qing stretched out his arms and successfully caught him the moment he fell down, and asked him: "What's wrong? Did he hurt you? I'll kill him."

Angrily, Feng Yan put his arms around his neck and began to complain, "He dared to say that you belonged to him, and even said that he would wait for you to come back to deal with me! I won't call him Feng Yan until I chop him up!"

Su Qing leaned over to cover his lips, with a smile: "Well, senior brother went to help Xiao Yan chop him up, you can't get up now."

Feng Yan lost his temper after being coaxed by him, and nodded with a puffy face.Su Qing whispered softly in his ear again, until he fell asleep, never thinking of going out to chop people up so late.

The clothes on the ground can no longer be worn, and even the quilt that has been tossed all night is gone.After cleaning up, Su Qing took out a new set of shirts and put them on for the sleeping man, covering the imaginative fair and rosy skin, covered him with a thick quilt, and put on a blanket for himself. A coat and went out.

In the firewood room, Fu Wenqing was tied up and thrown on the ground. He had many injuries, the most serious one was the stab wound by Cheng Fei and Feng Yannong before, but no one would deal with him, because Feng Yan only said not to let the He just dies.

There were two people from the inn guarding the door of the firewood room. As soon as Su Qing approached, they retreated politely.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, Fu Wenqing's blank eyes gradually gathered, and he looked at the person with surprise in his eyes, "Su Qing!"

Su Qing turned around and closed the door. He was holding a candle in his hand, reflecting his stern and stern face.The moment Fu Wenqing opened his mouth, he moved his fingers and tapped his dumb acupoint in the air.

Fu Wenqing looked puzzled, but there was still a glimmer of hope.

"You told Xiaoyan something you shouldn't have said?" Su Qing's words were like frost, and Fu Wenqing's face turned pale all of a sudden. It's impossible, how could the empathy spell fail?

"The empathy spell is useless to me. Su Qing, in this life, and in every life, loves only Feng Yan, and he is the only one in life and death."

Fu Wenqing's eyes were tearing apart, but he could neither move nor speak.

Su Qing sized it up, "Which hand moved against Xiao Yan? I remember that you are not left-handed, so you are right-handed." As he spoke, he broke his right hand.

Fu Wenqing was dripping with cold sweat, and he stared at Su Qing with deep-seated hatred.But Su Qing acted as if he didn't see it.

"Originally, Xiaoyan said that he would chop you up, but I have no interest in Lingchi. It took too long. I would rather go back and hold him and sleep for a while. You can taste what it is like to bleed to death." Su Qing gave His other wrist was bleeding, and the moment he got up, the long gown followed his movements.

Seeing the scratches on his shoulders and chest, Fu Wenqing immediately understood what he was doing just now, his complexion suddenly changed, his throat was rumbling, why!

Su Qing smiled lightly, he didn't like to laugh, but when he smiled, it was even more seductive.He looked at Fu Wenqing, word by word: "You can't even compare to a piece of his clothes, don't covet his things."

I am also his.