Plane Adventure Diary

On the Lingxu Sect, a man in white stood in the cave.

In front of him was a human figure condensed with spiritual thoughts, and the spiritual thoughts and spiritual power were entangled, making it impossible to see his face.I only feel that his figure is slender, and his bones are immortal.

But the coercion shrouded in the cave clearly tells the world that this is a strong man above the tribulation period.It has truly reached the broken void and ascended to the upper realm.

The man in white stood in the coercive cave, but his figure did not bend at all, but his eyes were far-reaching and empty.

"Master, you said that if I want to practice Taoism, I need to overcome my desires and subdue my inner delusions and attachments." The man in white said slowly, his deep voice was a bit depressing.

"Junior brother also said that monsters have different paths, and since ancient times, monsters are so ruthless." The man's eyes darkened: "But I found that I can't control my heart and my desires."

"Perhaps I should have gotten rid of him long ago. I didn't do it at the beginning." The man raised his right hand and moved his fingers slightly.The voice of the voice was a bit sad: "It's already too late to do anything."

"Master, I miss him, miss him very much, his face has been lingering in my mind." There is also the warm touch of his lips, and the lingering madness.

"Master, you also said that if you want to be born, you have to enter the world, and if you want to end love, you have to be emotional."

"The disciple's love this time is also for the purpose of breaking the relationship, for the sake of cultivating a righteous fruit!" The man knelt down and kowtowed.

The crisp sound caused a slight vibration in the air, with a determination not to look back.

The man got up, picked up the formula, and followed the breath that was deeply rooted in his heart.

In the small town, the lanterns from last night have not been removed, and they are scattered scattered on the street, adding a sense of bleakness.

In the tavern, the young man in Tsing Yi snatched the flagon from Ling Yi's hand, and Ling Yi squinted his hands to grab it.

"Brother Ling, you're already drunk, you really should go back." The young man glanced at an empty wine jug on the table, and shook his head in his heart. He really didn't expect the young man in front of him to drink so hard, but with such a capacity for alcohol. Difference.

"Give it to me! Zhaohua, you said you wanted to drink with me." Ling Yi flung himself towards the wine jug, but it happened to land on the young man in Tsing Yi.

Zhao Hua hurriedly embraced the crumbling Ling Yi, and the gentle fragrance of the young man permeated his nose.

"Go back first, I'll treat you to a better drink next time." Despite saying this, Zhao Hua has made up his mind not to let this person touch alcohol again.

"Better..." Ling Yi muttered to himself, obviously delirious.

"Yes, it's better." Zhaohua supported the drunk man, staggering and carrying him on his back.

"Hmm..." Ling Yi rubbed against Zhao Hua's shoulder, muttered something softly, and stopped talking.

Zhaohua carefully supported the person on his body, and walked slowly towards the inn step by step.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at gambling that you won all the money on my body. The amount of alcohol is completely in contrast, and you actually let me do coolies to carry you back." Zhaohua laughed lowly, with a few smiles on his eyes. The meaning of pampering. "But why are you so light?"

But he never sensed that a man in white was standing against the wind in the dark alley behind him.

The eyes of the man in white rested on Ling Yi's head buried on Zhao Hua's shoulder, and the aura on his body gradually became colder.

"Huh..." Zhaohua put Ling Yi on the bed and heaved a sigh of relief.Pulled the quilt aside and covered the other side.

Ling Yi turned his head and rubbed against the pillow, his hands under the quilt struggled to move, then stopped moving again.

Zhaohua retreated lightly, and closed the door slowly.

The man in white suddenly appeared at Ling Yi's bedside, stretched out a hand, and gently held Ling Yi's face.

Unexpectedly, the other party slammed down his hand, and before he could react, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pulled down again by the other party.

When the bodies touched, the scent of Ling Yi's body instantly filled the man's senses.

When the man came back to his senses, he realized that he had been crushed by Ling Yi, and the clothes on his chest were wide open.

Ling Yi's hand lingered on the man's smooth skin, and squeezed it gently from time to time.

The man took a deep breath, his body froze completely, all the senses of his body stayed on the skin touched by Ling Yi's hand, the scorching temperature seemed to burn all over his body.

Ling Yi lowered his head, and kissed the man's neck delicately, and sprayed his fiery breath on the man's body.

The man's breathing became messy and rapid. The man clenched his teeth, but he couldn't stop the unbearable shameful voice from leaking out of his throat.

"Um...uh..."

Ling Yi's hand had already penetrated into the man's lower body, and the man's legs became weak after a few teasing.

Reaching out to lift the man's legs, you can see that the folds on the bottom are constantly shrinking.

Fully opening his posture made the man almost stop breathing, and struggled to hide back.

At this moment, Ling Yi let go of the opponent's leg, and before the man could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt the penetration of a foreign object in his lower body.

Ling Yi turned his fingers, and the pink wrinkles also changed.

The man froze, not daring to move any more.

"what!"

Ling Yi pulled out his hand violently, lifted his body and pushed directly into the deep folds.

Holding down the man under him who was about to jump up, Ling Yi twitched mercilessly, leaving only the man's intermittent whimpers.

Day two.

Ling Yi woke up leisurely, feeling a rare soreness in his body, and was a little puzzled.

He keenly sensed the breath of another person beside him, and the familiar soul fluctuation made Ling Yi's eyelids tremble.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the person he wished for was huddled pitifully aside, his body miserable.

After watching Ling Yi for a long time, he looked away, stood up expressionlessly, put on a piece of clothing, and got out of bed.

Faintly sensing movement beside him, the man on the bed also opened his eyes.The place beside her was still warm, but there was no sign of that person in the room.

The man struggled to sit up, the feeling of liquid flowing out behind him made him froze again, and it was only then that he suddenly realized what he had done last night.

What Ling Yi saw when he came in again was this scene. The handsome man with no clothes on was sitting upright on the bed, all kinds of ambiguous marks on his chest were in a mess.

"Do you want to take a bath?" Ling Yi asked without any fluctuation in his flat voice.

The man's complexion was a little impatient, he tried to tighten his grip, a white shirt was put on the man out of thin air, and the man got off the bed trembling.

Ling Yi ignored the figure of the man staggering away, and set his eyes on the messy bed, still a little confused about how the man had changed so much.

From indifference and alienation at the beginning, to the joy under her body last night.With his strength, if he didn't want to, he felt that it was impossible to force him.

"Heh..." So the other party is willing to be with him?After pushing him away again and again, what kind of feelings did that person have for him?

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, Ling Yi turned around and sat down calmly facing the other party.

His eyes fell on the man's pale face, he paused for a moment, tilted his head to indicate the position beside him, and said, "Sit."

The man walked over with his eyes downcast, and he could still see the stiffness of his footsteps.

Ling Yi was a little surprised, didn't this person heal himself?With his cultivation base, this little injury needs a little spiritual power, right?

The man slowly sat on the stool, his body straight.Ling Yi suspected that he just touched the stool and didn't sit down at all.

I don't know if it was affected by this person's current posture, but Ling Yi found that his heart softened again. After suffering for so long, did he want to be nice to him because of his weak posture that could not exist at all?

Ling Yi stretched out his hand, lightly embraced the man's shoulder, and pressed down a little, letting the man lie on his lap.

The man's breathing trembled, and he still let Ling Yi's movements go, and leaned forward cooperatively.

Ling Yi put one hand on the man's shoulder to support his body, and with the other hand down, gently rubbed the man's waist.

For a moment, silence spread.

Ling Yi pursed his lips tightly, and finally looked away from the man.

His gaze fell on a corner of the room, Ling Yi looked blankly, and said, "It's impossible to pretend that what happened last night didn't happen."

The muscles on the man's body were visibly tensed, feeling his change, Ling Yi let out a low laugh, feeling extremely heavy.

Ling Yi bent over and hugged the man, leaned his head on the man's shoulder, closed his eyes, and sighed softly, "Xiu..."

These words made the man's body relax quietly, and he lowered his eyes and said, "I'm not the 'Xiu' you're talking about." There was a slight tremor in Ruo Shuang's deserted voice.

"Oh? What should I call you?" Ling Yi raised his hand and caressed the cheeks of the people around him, with unexplained nostalgia on his fingertips.

The man fell silent again.

Ling Yi didn't rush, and moved up, kissing the man's pale lips and cheeks lightly.

It seems that I never kissed him last night, is it the shadow left by that day...

Ling Yi didn't go deep, just touched lightly little by little.Gradually, he felt that the breathing of the person under him became disordered, and the lips touched by the tip of his tongue moved slightly a few times.

"My name is, Yi..."

"Yi...Which yi?" Ling Yi slid into the other's open lips, but still didn't penetrate.

"...memories of memories..."

"Then, what's your memory?" Ling Yi stepped back, nibbling on the other's lips, the bloodless lips were a bit of an eyesore.

"I don't know..." Yi's body trembled slightly, and impatiently raised her hand to hook the neck of the person on her body, and sent herself up.

Ling Yi backed away directly, put the person lying on his lap on the stool, and stood up.

Yi Yi subconsciously tugged on Ling Yi's cuff, her wide-open eyes showed a bit of anxiety and pleading.

Ling Yi raised his hand to pull the opponent's hand away, but unexpectedly, the person's grip was even tighter.

"Are you tired of it?" The usually cold voice was almost choked with sobs.

Not understanding what was wrong with the other party, Ling Yi directly tore off that cuff.The gloom in the other party's eyes made him a little moved, and he still said: "You lie here, I will go out first."

"Will you come back..."

Ling Yi's pace was a little anxious, but he still replied "Yes!"

Yi on the stool slowly closed her eyes...

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〖Memory (Repair) [Somber] [Grey]: Are you tired of me?

Ling Yi [dumbfounded] [partner is sick again?] [helpless + tired]: I've broken my sleeves for you, why don't you believe me...