a ruthless swordsman

119.

Sweet dream.

From the beginning to the end, what the three senior brothers were talking about was drugs, and Ning Qianzhong was also vague, and did not speak out about the efficacy of Qimeng.

I suddenly remembered the words Ning Qianzhong said before he fell into a coma.

"If he doesn't relieve himself, Yan Lang will be a useless person in this life."

That's what it meant.

120.

The same rice feeds all kinds of people.

This does not deceive me.

Jianzong cooks the same rice every day.

Really raised different people.

121.

Xie Ling and I are about the same age, we are brothers and playmates, and we live in the same courtyard.

I often bathed in a soup pond since I was a child.

Occasionally share the same bed.

I've only seen his stuff besides myself.

Under his duress, I admitted humiliatingly that his was bigger.

Xie Ling, I suggest you come and compete with the third senior brother.

Compared with me, what a hero.

122.

The third senior brother blushed.

Although his face was flushed because of Qimeng, I can still see the difference between shyness and medicine.

Li Yanxing.

Why are you blushing!

I should be the one who feels ashamed!

He lowered his eyelashes and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Junior brother, stay away from me."

I have to say that the self-control of the third senior brother is really amazing. If I lived a little longer in my previous life, I should be able to see him become the ninth generation suzerain of the Ruthless Sword Sect.

Maybe it will happen in this lifetime.

Seeing Ning Qianzhong's calm and unhurried demeanor, he knew that the love medicine named Qimeng must have cost him a lot of thought.

It also tortured the third senior brother for a long time.

If I hadn't come with me today, maybe Ning Qianzhong would have succeeded.

I have clearly untied the rope for him, but those hands are still behind my back.

I suddenly thought of something, and rushed over to grab the palm of the third senior brother. The palm of my left hand was already scarred and covered with traces of his enduring torture.

"Brother..."

He let go of his tightly pursed lips, and said in relief: "It's okay... just bear with it for a while, and the effects of the medicine will pass."

motherfucker.

don't lie to me

you treat me blind

I can't see that bulging thing.

Ning Qianzhong is not just a thing, he is a beast.

Third senior brother is such a deserted person, not to mention being happy with others, in my opinion, he probably seldom even blasphemes himself.

Trying to use drugs to make him lose his composure was originally a great humiliation to him.

The atmosphere in the cave was weird, and when I looked up, I could see the handsome face of the third senior brother, which was dyed a little red by the medicine, making it even more romantic.

I looked down and realized I was still holding his hand.

The third senior brother unconsciously tightened his palms, but he didn't have the strength to push me away.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Little Junior Brother... Go away!"

How could the situation develop to such a strange point now.

I looked up at his tormented expression, his Adam's apple moving up and down.

He said things that even he couldn't believe.

"Brother, let me help you."

123.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

I regretted it the moment I said it.

The third senior brother was even more astonished, and said sadly: "Xiao Chu, don't do this!"

I shook my head.

He must have lost his mind.

I'm not that selfless!

It is a matter of a man's dignity, the third senior brother is a very good man, so it shouldn't have been damaged by Ning Qianzhong's love medicine.

I slowly lowered my eyes, and silently recited Namo Amitabha Buddha to calm myself down.

damn...

It's too scary.

I dare not look at the face of the third senior brother, but the object in front of me is equally terrifying!

do not care.

Treat it like a mallet!

124.

My hands are sore.

The third senior brother didn't dare to look at me from the initial shock to the current numbness.

It was embarrassing anyway.

It's finally over.

dry.

It splashed on my face.

I shouldn't be doing this with my head down.

I shouldn't have done this in a daze!

No, it was too sudden.

I raised my head in a daze, and looked at the third senior brother with some kind of emotion, and he happened to be looking at me with lowered eyes.

His eyes were deep and his face was gloomy.

I asked cautiously: "Brother, are you feeling better, let's try to exercise again?"

The blushing cheeks before faded away, and the cold eyes of the third senior brother were covered with an inexplicable emotion.

I guess that should be named embarrassment.

With a low cough, he said softly: "You can practice your skills."

I smiled: "That's good."

Qimeng's medicinal properties dissipated, and after about half an hour, his internal strength returned to normal under the adjustment of breath, and he was still the third disciple of the Ruthless Sword Sect Feng Jiyue.

My legs were about to go numb, so I staggered up and fell forward in front of the third senior brother.

He quickly caught me and brushed the dust off my knees, but he didn't let go of his palms.

"Brother, what's the matter?" I raised my face and asked him.

The third senior brother suddenly held my left cheek, brushed his thumb lightly over the cheek, and said unnaturally: "...I haven't wiped it clean here."

"..."

Damn, thank you so much.

125.

After all, Ning Qianzhong is one of the left and right protectors of the Dead Wood Sect. If the third senior brother hadn't asked me to mend it twice later, I'm afraid he would have woken up earlier.

But it didn't help that he woke up.

The third senior brother treated him in the same way as his own, sealed his two acupoints, restricted him from mobilizing his internal energy, then gagged his mouth, and took him back to the inn.

Along the way, the third senior brother and I looked at each other in silence, Ning Qianzhong seemed to have something to say, but it's a pity that none of us planned to ask him to speak.

Those slender and soft eyes turned back and forth between the two of us. I even suspected that Ning Qianzhong had seen through the secrets in the cave just now, so he showed such a smile that was not a smile.

So what?

Anyway, I will never admit it.

Walking to the door of the inn I had agreed upon before, I suddenly shivered in June.

Not only did he shudder, but he also tripped his feet on the threshold.

If it wasn't for the third senior brother to quickly support me, I would have fallen to the ground.

Soon I knew where the dark wind was coming from.

Xie Ling's Xuehong sword lay across the wooden table. It was evening, and the inn lobby was bustling with activity. He was the only one sitting on the bench, picking up the new tea from the pot without haste.

The right hand is holding the teacup, and the left hand is tightly clenched.

He caught sight of me and raised his left hand, revealing the crumpled note inside.

Sin ah.

This time there was some noise.

126.

Xie Ling reserved a few rooms upstairs, and four disciples were guarding the dowry in the rooms. He had just sent away the butler of the Xu residence.

No wonder he didn't come after him, it turned out that the people from Xu's mansion couldn't get away.

I shuddered more and more, feeling that Xie Ling was holding back his anger.

Ning Qianzhong's enchanting tulle was very eye-catching, and the silver bell on his ankle was ringing crisply. Although he couldn't speak, he could still look at him secretly with his eyes.

Many men in the inn cast spying glances at him, as if they wanted to strip off his veil with their eyes.

I hurriedly shook the goosebumps off my arms, pointed to Ning Qianzhong who was sandwiched between me and the third senior brother, and beckoned him to go upstairs, pretending to be stupid.

The expected full of complaints never came, I led Ning Qianzhong to the front, Xie Ling and the third senior brother briefly exchanged each other's experiences just now, unexpectedly being kind.

Of course, the matter in the cave has become a secret between me and the third senior brother, and it is a secret that he will not say.

Even though I was quite careful, I still stained Third Brother's obscene pants.

It even splashed on my face!

Just thinking about it makes me angry.

It's better to forget.