How can quick travel be full of scumbags?

The scenes in dreams are sometimes illusory, and sometimes they are so real that you can touch them.

When Wan Tengjue was drawn into this dream, he felt that both of them had been taken up, and he even suspected that this was an illusion created by "people with a heart".

The place he was in seemed to be a garden, full of exotic flowers and plants, some long vines hanging down from the trees stretched out to the stone road, when Wan Qiju approached, those vines retreated as if they knew it go.

There is a gazebo not far from the winding path, and there seems to be a person sitting under the gazebo, with his back facing him in a long blue coat, Wan Tujue walked forward curiously.

The closer you are, the more you can see. The man has a slender figure, and his long hair is loose on his back like a piece of fine silk. The wind blows the hair around his ears, revealing the well-defined jawbone arc. Lines and cute scalloped earlobes.

The temperament of the whole person is like a pool of quiet and clear lake water, and like a ray of breeze coming slowly, which makes people feel refreshed and comforted, Wan Tujue's whole body's defenses disappear.

He softened his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing that person: "Who are you, and why am I here?"

After all, he was a bit selfish. He didn't say hello or apologize first, but the man didn't care much. Instead, he nodded a little shyly, and said softly: "I live in the pendant, I don't know you Why did you come in?"

"Pendant!" Wan Tujue suddenly became excited. This pendant has been with him for so many years, and has prevented so many disasters for him. It can be said that the only thing he cares about is this pendant.

He asked eagerly: "Who is the owner of this pendant? Or is it you!"

The man tilted his head and thought for a while: "Yes or no, I remember too much."

Wan Tengjue suppressed the surging joy in his heart, and asked again: "Then what's your name?"

The man seemed to be distressed, and it took him a long time to tentatively answer: "There seems to be a simplified character in my name? I have forgotten the others."

Wan Tengjue repeated again: "Jian? There is Shihan in the north and Jian in the south. How about I call you Ajian from now on?"

The man nodded briskly: "Okay!"

Wan Tujue was a little happy, and touched his nose with his fingers: "Then can I see your face? I want to remember your appearance."

The boyish request seemed precious.

The man didn't shirk, and turned around just after Wan Tujue's words fell, he faced him, he looked at him, Wan Tujue suddenly lost his words and froze.

The man felt strange and asked in confusion, "Why don't you speak?"

Wan Tengjue opened and closed his mouth several times before finally saying, "I can't see your face clearly..."

Yes, in Wan Tujue's eyes, the man's face seemed to be covered by a veil, and a cloud of fog was enveloping him, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

The man touched his face in surprise, and said in disbelief, "How could it be? I clearly remember that I am pretty."

Wan Qijue was unwilling to give up, and stretched out his hand to touch that person's cheek, but when only a few centimeters away, Wan Qijue's hand was suddenly bounced away, and his whole body was also ejected from the secret realm in an instant!

At the same time, Jian Shou, who was sleeping, also opened his eyes suddenly, the amber light in his eyes was stained with doubt, but after a while, Jian Shou closed his eyes again.

But Lan Ke had a dream, and he would forget it after sleeping again...

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Momo Qinghan goes to the small building, Xiaoyin's rogue is like Qiongqiu.Light smoke and flowing water paint a quiet screen.The free flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow.There are small silver hooks hanging on the treasure curtain.

Jian Shou was leaning against the wooden window of the second-floor compartment. When his arm was stuck out of the window, his purple sleeve slipped off, revealing his slender white forearm. His plain hand turned slightly to attract a petite bird.

This bird was born beautifully, with a bunch of raised white hairs on the top of its head, bright yellow feathers beside its smart eyes, its wings fluttered briskly, the red, green, blue feathers are symmetrically interlaced, and its two small paws clasp Holding Jian Shou's index finger, tilting his head and chirping "Jiu Jiu" is very pleasing.

Jian Shou blinked his eyelids lightly, without any expression on his face, but his eyes were full of tenderness, he saw the appearance of life, heard the sound of life, smart and beautiful.

When Rong approached, he intentionally made footsteps, folded his hands and bowed deeply to Jian Shou, calling out, "My lord."

Jian Shou moved his index finger slightly and said "Let's go", and the bird flapped twice and flew away.

The farewell was so gentle that Ku's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but quietly raised his head to take a peek, just in time to see Jian Shou pinching a half-inch-long feather.

The gleaming white fingertips are lined with crimson soft feathers, giving it the beauty of bare hands touching flowers.

Wither couldn't look back for a moment, but Jian Shou glanced at him, that look was so cold and stern that he seemed to be able to see through him, and with a shake of his shoulders, he immediately lowered his head.

The protruding Adam's apple rolled, and he actually felt that the Lord's gaze... made him feel thirsty.

Jian Shou placed the feather on the tip of his hand casually on the sandalwood table, and asked, "Is everything done?"

"Yes, my lord." Ku replied respectfully, and finally couldn't help but ask, "My lord, these exercises and classics are so precious, why did you... do this? I don't understand."

Previously, the lord handed over several excellent books of exercises to him, and asked him to put these secret books in a relatively secret and easy-to-find place in the library hall. This is obviously convenient for that boy!

Jian Shou was patient for a while, but his tone was still indifferent: "This Wusi Pavilion belongs to him, not to mention these books, and even if I don't give them to him, he will dig three feet to find them."

Ku was shocked, Master, does this mean that he intends to hand over Wusi Pavilion to others?

"Okay, let's take him to the Hall of Soldiers in a few days to pick out a weapon that's handy."

"Yes." Ku bent over and backed away.

At night, when everything was silent, a black shadow that was too fast to be seen flashed into the library hall. Wan Tujue took out a palm-sized luminous pearl from his sleeve when he hid behind the bookshelf to make sure there was no one there...

The sun was shining brightly, Wan Tujue was sitting on the stone bench in the yard, and the maid had already been dismissed by him, so he carefully took out the pendant from his collar.

Under the sunlight, the pendant looks even more crystal clear, and there are golden threads interspersed and flowing in it, and the innermost mass of purple is quiet and lovely.

Wan Tujue's fingers rubbed against the smooth surface, it felt cool to the touch but he couldn't put it down, the look in his eyes was a tenderness that he hadn't even noticed.

He hadn't been able to enter that secret place since that night, but he didn't think it was just a dream or a hallucination.

He guessed that Ah Jian might have been a spiritual cultivator in the first place, and something went wrong when he broke through his cultivation level, and his memory was unexpectedly confused, and he was lodged in this amber and leaned on his neck.

Thinking of this, it seemed that he was Ah Jian's only reliance, a satisfied smile curled up on the corner of his thin lips, and he tapped the pendant lightly with his fingertips. He believed that he would see Ah Jian again one day, and he could afford to wait.

This class lasts for three years. During these three years, Wan Qijue is like a non-existent person in Wusi Pavilion, but Jian Shou knows that Wan Qijue has undergone earth-shaking changes in these three years. Afterwards, there were faint signs of breaking through the devouring period!

Such a speed is simply insane, but Jian Shou hoped that he would go as fast as possible, and suddenly slowed down, with his palms on his lower abdomen, he frowned slightly.

Seeing Jian Shou walking, Ku stopped, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you, my lord?"

Jian Shou asked in a hoarse voice: "Is today...the fifteenth?"

Ku: "Yes, my lord, could it be..."

At this time, the sky had just darkened, and the moon had just poked its head out. The silvery white moonlight fell on Jian Shou's trembling shoulders, looking extremely fragile.

It happened early!Jian Shou bit his lower lip tightly, but he still couldn't restrain a groan from his throat, his eyes widened, and he wanted to reach out his hand to support the precarious master.

But Jian Shou pushed him away and scolded: "You go first, leave me alone!" He could hardly hold on any longer!

The breath of Ku's whole body was low, and there was a distress in his eyes that could not be concealed, but it was because he understood that he chose to avoid it. In his heart, no one could be more pure and flawless than the Lord.

"Yes! My lord..." Ku clasped his fists and left.

This is the mountain suburb of Wusi Pavilion, surrounded by overgrown weeds and deserted, Jian Shou had no time to form a barrier at all, he fell heavily to the ground the moment Ku left.

When the clothes were torn apart by herself, there was a sound of shattering and collapsing, and the purple tulle was scattered on the ground, Jian Shou lying in it was like lying on a huge purple flower, extremely enchanting.

The white chest was completely exposed, and the two pink spots stood swaying in the wind, gradually becoming dark red and stiff. The trousers were pulled down to reveal two long legs that were intertwined and dawdling, but he couldn't find anything. It can be inserted into the already wet and wriggling inside.

Jian Shou curled up into a ball: I'm so sad...

Wan Tujue heard an unusual sound five miles away. He squinted his eyes and tapped his feet lightly, actually speeding up his progress.

The closer the sound becomes, the clearer it is, like a cat's mournful call or a sweet moan. There is also a unique smell lingering in the nose, which is light but captivating.

Wan Tujue flew to hide on a big tree that covered people's eyes, and then his eyes fell on that person. The remaining cloth strips could not cover up the youth on his body at all, and his beautiful and beautiful face was struggling and intoxicated. expression.

It's that Jian Shou!Clasping the tree trunk next to him tightly, Wan Tujue's face turned rosy, but his eyes were full of cold contempt.

He knew that Dinglu was sexually promiscuous, but he didn't expect that this person would be so promiscuous as to masturbate in the wild!

But what Wan Teng never knew was that the body fragrance emitted by the cauldron would induce normal people to lose their minds. He hadn't realized that his eyes had long been uncontrollably stuck to Jian Shou's body and could not be diverted.

The round buttocks were raised slightly, and the extremely hidden area was exposed in front of Wan Tujue's eyes. His green fingers trembled and groped forward, leaving red paw prints on the delicate skin of the buttocks.

Yingrun's fingertips tentatively entered the entrance that was glowing with water, one or two were stirring and digging, Wan Tengjue seemed to hear the sound of Zeze's water, but what broke into his heart was Jian Shou's lowered voice Sobs.

Wan Tengjue felt that he must be in a daze, his head was hot and his throat was dry, and what was even more strange was that he actually wanted to be with Jian Shou to comfort him...to have him!

The deliberately hidden breathing sound was exposed because it was too heavy, Jian Shou's movements suddenly stopped, and the momentum of his whole body burst out suddenly: "Who!"