What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

crater.

Qinan tasted the word "taste" in his heart, and the resentment that had subsided earlier resurfaced, he couldn't help but turned his head and glared at Yu Hong, and then his movements froze.

I saw Yi Hong standing by the window, with his back to the light, looking at him.The warm sunset outside the window slanted down on his body, casting a layer of soft light on his side face and white clothes.And the silver dragon pattern dotted on his clothes and hair also looked extremely dazzling under the sunlight, making him as perfect and illusory as a god.

Qinan shook his head, and the anger that had just risen was punctured again with a "poof".

He silently retracted his gaze and began to study how to turn off this horrible screen.

Forget it, anyway, if you really want to count it, the hole was also thrown out by the two of them together.Everyone is a meteorite, why should the meteorite embarrass the meteorite, let each other go.

Qinan couldn't tell what mood he was in, so according to the records he read from the jade slips, he touched the bedside table and tried to find the so-called "remote control".

However, when he opened the drawer of the bedside table, he found that the only thing in the drawer was a dozen silver squares.Qinan was a little confused, thinking that it was a bit different from the "remote control", but more like that kind of single-packaged candy.

He reached out to fish out one and played with it: "What is this?" He ripped it apart while muttering.

Seeing his movements, Yi Hong shrank his pupils suddenly, and stopped him aloud: "Wait..."

"Thorn."

Yihong: "..."

Qinan found that the shape of this "sugar" was very strange. It looked like a rubber band in general, but there was still a layer of film in the middle, which obviously couldn't be used as a rubber band.The strangest thing is that this thing is still soaked in a puddle of inexplicable oil, reflecting a strange light under the ceiling light of the hotel.

If this thing is really sugar, it is estimated that it should be a magical existence like "Durian Flavored Panacea".

However, although Qinan's hands were quick, he still heard the word that Yuhong got stuck in the middle of shouting, and now he held the thing and asked Yuhong curiously: "Jiangjun Yihong, you know this thing."

Yihong: "..."

Yu Hong's expressionless face suddenly turned red, his eyes drifted to one side, and he held back for a long time before he responded in a low voice: "En."

Qinan felt something was wrong from his reaction, but he was really curious: "What is this?"

Yihong: "..."

Yao Hong turned his back abruptly, his back stiffened into a straight line, and it took a long while before he answered in a low voice, "Condoms."

Jinan:?

With a confused face, Qinan looked up the word with his optical brain, and he understood.

He stayed there for two seconds, silently aligning the crack in the package he had torn open, and then the colorless pill flashed on his fingertips, and the package instantly returned to its original state, completely unrecognizable that it had been torn apart.He silently threw the thing back into the drawer and closed the drawer door silently, pretending nothing happened.

Then he raised his head and stared at the tips of the ears protruding from under the black hair of Jianjun Yuhong with probing eyes.

This young master, what is going on.

In the rumors of Mingming Great Barren Continent, Jianjun Yuhong of Huangtian Sword Gate is calm and decisive, as indifferent and unreachable as a god living in the nine heavens.Why is this person in front of him, apart from his appearance, which is really unattainable, this usual appearance...

Could it be that the young master really likes him?

Qinan was shocked.

No, no, maybe it's just that Mr. Jian Hong is afraid of strangers, and he is colder in front of outsiders, but this is the case with acquaintances.Who has stipulated that a high-cold swordsman who has been in a high position for many years cannot be a shy and innocent boy who blushes at every turn in private——

Qinan successfully got goosebumps from his thunder, and finally raised his hand to cover his face.

No.

He can't make it up.

Which powerful person in power would really blush at every turn?

You must know that the general state of mind that can reach the source state will not be too bad for a monk to cultivate his mind. Unless it is really too emotional to control, it is not difficult to suppress ordinary physiological reactions.

Yes, of course you can deliberately pretend to be blushing and shy, but the problem is - Huangtian Jianmen is not the kind of vulnerable group who needs to pretend to be pitiful in front of other forces, but is the most powerful and domineering group in Dahuangzhou, and even the entire source world top existence.

Is it necessary for this young master to pretend to be a powerless casual cultivator in front of him?

Qinan rubbed his face vigorously, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Forget it, what's going on, just try it out and you'll know.

Qinan put down his hands, found a fashion magazine on the optical brain, and then greeted Yu Hong and said, "Jian Hong Jianjun, the people here dress differently from those of us monks. Since you want to stay here for a while, why don't you go to the country and do as the Romans do? Are you okay with your clothes?"

Seeing that he changed the subject, Yu Hong finally relaxed a little, turned around and walked to Qinan's side, and read the fashion magazine with him.

Qinan cut the optical brain into information sharing mode, and opened the magazine he specially picked here.

This magazine was specially selected by him from a bunch of virtual books. The male and female models in it all wore cooler clothes, either showing their arms or thighs, and there would be holes in their clothes from time to time, and none of them wore more than one layer of clothes of.

While turning the pages, he quietly observed the expression of Jianjun Yu Hong, but he didn't respond, except that occasionally he would frown slightly when he saw a few women who were too revealing.

Qinan withdrew his gaze, compared his outfit with a polo-neck short sleeve and ripped denim shorts that were not too much in the magazine, changed his clothes, and then endured awkwardness and asked Yu Hong: "How is it, Lord Jianjun? I think this suit is quite interesting."

Hearing the sound, Yi Hong glanced at him, then froze immediately, and a thin layer of red rose from the base of his ears: "You, you..."

Qinan is sitting crookedly at this moment, and you can see his fair-skinned knees and calves.What's even more exaggerated is that Qinan's coat is not too long, and you can see his bare waist.

And the faint abdominal muscles and mermaid lines.

Yu Hong's pupils contracted violently, and then he suddenly looked away, not knowing where he was looking.

Qinan grinned, and teased him deliberately: "Master Jianjun, do you think I look good in this?"

Yu Hong held back for a long time without being able to utter a single word, but his paralyzed face turned even redder.

Before Qinan finished, he stood up and made a gesture to go out of the house: "Hey, it's rare to wear such special clothes. It's not a bad thing if you have to blend in and feel the atmosphere of the small world. You choose slowly, Mr. Jian Hong, and I'll go out Go shopping."

Yi Hong:! ! !

Yao Hong turned around abruptly, grabbed Qinan's hand and brought him back, then pulled out a long robe from his storage bracelet and turned it into a loose gray sweater with a hood, and put it directly on the outside of Qinan's short sleeves , covering his upper body tightly.

Jinan: "..."

Yi Hong pushed him onto the chair, pulled out another robe and covered his legs with force, completely covering his exposed knees and calves.

Qinan: "...Yuhong Jianjun, what are you doing?"

With a sullen face, Yu Hong squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "No."

Qinan: "...why not?"

Yu Hong was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "It's indecent."

Jinan: "...Oh."

It's over, this young master really likes him.