Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

"Your Highness..."

"Don't you want to?"

The woman picked up a strand of white hair to play with.

The face of the person with the lower head turned paler, and a chill came from the bottom of his heart, but it spread to the whole body in an instant, "I am willing."

"As long as you want."

The hair slipped from the fingertips, and the woman's beautiful dimple showed a little smile, "Go down!"

"Follow... the order of the Lord."

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Shen Yu looked at the direction of karma, his brows glowed with divine light, and his spiritual consciousness also extended there. After reaching the end, his eyes sank.

Yin Weizhi looked at his expression and said, "But the devil world?"

"No," Shen Yu took a breath and said, "It's the mortal world."

Yin Weizhi was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't expect this result, "Are you sure?"

Shen Yu said: "It should be good."

The way of cause and effect, in response to the inspiration of heaven and earth, follows like a shadow, and no monk can escape it.

But this kind of magic can't be used in the mortal world, neither can find the original author, nor can it be concluded that the person is a real demon.

What Shen Yu could think of, Yin Weizhi could naturally also think of. He looked at the sleeping people in front of him, and said, "It's cunning."

After pondering, Shen Yu said: "A person's Qi mechanism should be round and complete, and the other party's grabbing the people's vitality is equivalent to separating them."

Yin Weizhi looked up, "Do you want to use the rest of your life to find someone?"

"Yes."

The second day after Wen Song returned to the sect, he was approached by Xiang Shen. He looked at the handsome man outside the cave, and couldn't help but smile, "Senior brother."

Xiang Shen looked at the young man who was walking towards him, but didn't dare to step forward, "Junior Brother?"

The young man in front of him had black hair and red lips, his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with brush and ink, carefully outlined, and thus he had such a beautiful appearance.

Hearing his uncertain tone, Wen Song's eyes also bent, "Brother, can't you even recognize me?"

"I can't recognize it," Xiang Shen said honestly, he felt that his junior brother didn't seem like he went out to practice in the past two years, but rather like he was reincarnated.

"Let's go in and talk," Wen Song stepped forward and pulled him to the cave, "Brother, how do you know I'm back?"

Xiang Shen glanced at the person who was meditating on the stone bed, "Friend Yin told me."

Wen Song asked: "Have senior brothers and Su Su been in touch?"

"That's right," Xiang Shen rubbed his soft hair, "At the beginning you were trapped in a secret realm, and you didn't know whether you were going to die or not. My message."

As he said that, he nodded Wen Song's forehead, "You are heartless, and you don't know how to report your safety when you come out."

Wen Song stood there obediently and let him move, "Brother, I was wrong."

Looking at the red mark on Wen Song's forehead, Xiang Shen withdrew his fingers, "It's good to know your mistakes, you have to remember, there are always people who care about your safety, and next time you must not let yourself fall into such a dangerous situation."

After Wen Songbai entered the teacher's school, he has been leading him all the time. When something happened to someone, he was the one who worried and blamed himself the most. Now that he really saw that everyone was safe, the shadow in his heart was completely eliminated. .

Xiang Shen's phrase 'someone will always worry about your safety' really poked Wen Song's heart, he looked at Xiang Shen who had calmed down a lot, and couldn't help but stepped forward to hug him, "Thank you brother, I will. "

Xiang Shen patted Wen Song on the back and smiled.

The hug between the two was instant, full of gratitude and peace of mind between the brothers and sisters.

After that, Xiang Shen asked about his experience abroad, and Wen Song said everything he could.

Before leaving, Xiang Shen left him a bag of spirit stones and told him to practice hard.

After Wen Song left, he opened it and took a look. When he saw the spirit stone inside, he let out a "wow".

Hearing Wen Song's exclamation, Yin Su glanced at the storage bag in his hand with his spiritual sense, "I gave more Lingshi than Xiang Shen, why don't you see you so happy?"

Wen Song hugged the storage bag, with an obvious smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, "It's different!"

When Yin Su heard the words, his eyes dimmed, "What's the difference?"

Wen Song walked to the stone bed and sat down. Because the stone bed was a bit high, his calves were off the ground. While shaking his feet, he said, "I have to return the spirit stones given by Su Su, but I don't need the ones given by my brother. There is still a big difference between being in debt and not being in debt.”

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that Yin Su would misunderstand and didn't want to return the spirit stone, so he quickly added, "I'm just expressing my inner feelings, and I don't mean not to return it to you."

"Stupid thing," Yin Su patted his head, "Then tell me, when will you return my spirit stone and formation disk?"

The deep and mellow tone was transmitted to the eardrum along the ears, and then extended from the eardrum to the apex of the heart.

Wen Song touched his ears, pouted and said, "Su Su seems to be a debt collector now."

The young man's red lips were moist, and when they were pouting slightly, they were three points pure, two points arrogant, mixed with small complaints, pitiful and cute.

Yin Su chuckled, "Changing your ears out."

"doing what?"

"Didn't you say that I look like a debt collector?" Yin Su tugged at his earlobe, and said, "I want you to pay off the debt."

The temperature of the ears was not high, but the temperature of Yinsu's fingertips was very high. When the two touched, the whiteness seemed to be soaked through, and it was quickly stained with a cloud of mist.

Wen Song felt the scalding temperature in his ears, and felt that his heart was burning. He pushed Yin Su's fingertips away, trying to make this strange feeling go away.

Yin Su looked away from Honghong's earlobe, "Is it insolvency?"

"It's coming," Wen Song said with his head lowered, "This time... I also need to collect the spirit stone."

Yin Su smiled and asked him, "How much do you want to charge?"

Wen Song stroked his fingers back and forth on the stone bed, a little nervous, "Can I have ten high-grade spirit stones?"

Yin Su's brows furrowed when he heard the words, just when Wen Song thought he would not agree, he answered his lion like a bully and opened his mouth.

Wen Song felt that Yin Su was a bit stupid, but he also felt that he was the one who took advantage, so it was better not to remind him. At most, he asked him to touch his ears a few more times. He changed his ears and said softly, "Touch Su Su!"

Yin Su looked at the two fluffy ears in front of him, and there was a smile in his eyes. Perhaps his mood was different. He felt that these ears should belong to him, and no one could touch them except him.

Wen Song was sitting next to Yin Su. Seeing that there was no movement, he bumped him with his shoulder, "Why is Su Su not moving?"

The young man's ending sound slightly turned upwards, suddenly carrying a hint of coquettishness.

Yin Su came back to his senses and raised his hand to cover it.

When he touched the root of the ear, Wen Song sensitively shook Mao Mao.

Yin Su noticed this change, paused with his fingers, and then stroked it from the beginning to the end. His strength was not light but not heavy, which was just right.

Wen Song had only been rubbed for a while, and he wanted to turn into a little fox and lay flat, and it didn't make much difference in reality. He used to sit upright, but because it was too comfortable, his straight back slowly collapsed. Finally, he lay on Yinsu's shoulder, "Susu, lean on me for a while!"

"Ah."

This was the first time the two got close after they reconciled. Feeling the shallow breathing from his neck, Yin Su's body froze slightly, and it took a long time before he regained his relaxation.

It sprayed on the side with some moist breath, it was a little itchy, and there was also a feeling that he had never felt before. It was vague, and even he himself couldn't tell what it was.

Wen Song didn't think too much about it, he fell asleep after leaning on Yin Su for a long time.

The fingers with soft joints gently pulled the corners of the clothes of the person next to him, and his eyebrows and eyes were stretched and peaceful. Such a gesture is undoubtedly close and dependent.

Sensing that Wen Song's breathing was gradually steady, Yin Su put him on the stone bed.

Three days later, Sang Yi summoned Wen Song to the main peak.

When Wen Song stepped into Liuyue Hall, there was only Sang Yi in the hall. He walked to the center, lifted his robe and knelt down, "Disciple pays homage to Master."

"Get up," Sang Yi lifted him up with his spiritual power, and then said, "I called you here today, one is to inquire about what you learned when you went out to practice, and the other is that you have already established a foundation, so you should choose a book of exercises for yourself. gone."

After Wen Song was picked up, he felt a little uneasy, "The disciple's income lies in the alchemy, is the master willing to listen?"

"Let's talk about it," Sang Yi is not the kind of person who interferes with the disciple's path, and he doesn't hate Dan Dao.

Wen Song slowly recalled what happened in these days in his mind, "The disciple thinks that the way of alchemy is as subtle as it is refined. The first thing you need to do is to be diligent and tireless. Then you need to have a little understanding of your mind. The second thing you need to do is refinement. Alchemy is a subtle thing." , each of the processes is extremely profound, and needs to be polished and practiced thousands of times, and the third is to be sincere, sincere in the heart, and one must have a compassionate heart when practicing alchemy."

"My disciple is only diligent now." Wen Song's eyes were clear and firm, "but in the future, I will try my best to be meticulous and sincere."

He wants to be a good Danxiu.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-0523:54:37~2020-02-0701:05:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Is Momo there?

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: also 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!