Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Jiao soared in the sky, Shen Gurong sat on Jiao's huge back, his white hair was blown wildly, and when he finally arrived outside the city under the Guhong Secret Realm, Shen Gurong's hair was blown up, baring his teeth and claws like a madman .

Shen Gurong straightened her hair expressionlessly, thinking that in the scriptures, the master of the world walks against the wind, and the hair is not messy, it is really a lie.

Chao Jiuxiao turned into a human form on the spot, and after wrapping up his clothes, he gave Shen Gurong a cold look, and gave a "tsk" in disgust.

Shen Gurong was busy putting on the crane cloak and ignored him at all.

The city under the Guhong Secret Realm is called Guhong City, which is actually just a small town. Before the Guhong Secret Realm was opened, there were not many people at all. will gather here.

Guhong City was covered with ice and snow, Shen Gurong used spiritual power to protect his body but still felt cold, wrapped his body in three inner and outer layers, and changed into a thicker crane cloak outside the city.

After he fastened his belt, he casually painted his white hair black with Di ink, and pinched the icicles from his eyes to hide them.

Chao Jiuxiao said impatiently, "You are so slow."

Shen Gurong disguised herself perfectly, and said lightly: "The white hair is too conspicuous, if you don't want to be surrounded by people, you'd better wait for me."

Chao Jiuxiao put his arms around his arms, and landed impatiently with his feet. A few cracks appeared on the ice and snow instantly. His face was full of rage: "Hurry up! Are you a woman, do you want to get you some more rouge?"

Chao Jiuxiao was just mocking him for dawdling, but Shen Gurong thought about it, and nodded seriously: "Okay."

Chao Jiuxiao: "..."

Before Chao Jiuxiao broke out completely, Shen Gurong finally put himself in order.

He braided his long hair into loose braids, hanging on his shoulders, and the fur-trimmed hood on his cloak covered his head, revealing half of his face.

Walking on the road with this outfit, no one will recognize him as Shen Fengxue.

Shen Gurong only wanted to find his apprentice to settle the contract in a safe and sound way, and find a chance to go home along the way, and he didn't intend to be watched like a monkey.

The two walked into Guhong City one after the other.

Tomorrow, the Guhong Secret Realm will be opened. At this time, the huge Guhong City is already full of monks, because there is no inn in the city, and everyone uses their own mustard seed houses to lodge.

Everyone's mustard seed houses are scattered on both sides of the long road. Walking all the way, it looks like a real city.

After entering the city, Shen Gurong asked casually: "Brother, did you bring mustard seeds?"

Chao Jiuxiao snorted: "What am I doing with that thing?"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong paused, and looked at him inexplicably: "Then where shall we live tonight?"

Chao Jiuxiao said: "Anyway, I can sleep cross-legged anywhere."

Shen Gurong: "..."

He was wrong, he shouldn't have had the slightest hope for a child like Chao Jiuxiao.

Shen Gurong was thinking about where to stay at night, when he accidentally looked up, he found a huge painting boat floating in the mid-air, with red lacquer and red silk, it was very eye-catching.

Lingfang looks gorgeous and luxurious, much more gorgeous than the Lingfang in Lingfang Pavilion before.

The word "Sui Han" can be vaguely seen on the hull of the painting boat.

Chao Jiuxiao also saw it, his eyes wandered for a while and then he took it back. He said impatiently: "Let's go."

Shen Gurong didn't think much about it, she turned her gaze away, and followed Chao Jiuxiao forward.

If Chao Jiuxiao could coil himself into a circle, it would allow Shen Gurong to sleep in the middle of the dragon body that could not blow the cold wind all night.

Shen Gurong was imagining the chances that Chao Jiuxiao would not take the opportunity to kill him by letting him sleep on Jiao, when suddenly he heard the sound of wood colliding in the sky, and then the painted boat slowly floated down from the sky.

The monks in Guhong City all knew that it was the painting boat owned by Jing Zhuchen, the number one oiran in Suihan City. The coercion of the divine realm did not dare to approach at all.

The spirit boat had been floating in the air for a whole day, but it was the first time that it made any movement.

Hearing the movement, everyone came out of the mustard seed one after another, staring at Lingfang without blinking.

Soon, Lingfang slowly landed on the long street, squeezing the mustard houses on both sides back to their original shape.

The eyes of everyone looked over.

Lingfang was stopping in front of Shen Gurong and Chao Jiuxiao.

Shen Gurong's face was full of doubts, but Chao Jiuxiao's face was full of horror, wishing he could turn into a monster and run away.

Just when Chao Jiuxiao had this idea, there was a flattering voice from the top of the boat.

"Jiuxiao, where are you going?"

Chao Jiuxiao gave a "cut", and had to accept his fate if he didn't escape. He pinched his nose and said reluctantly, "I don't plan to go anywhere."

Shen Gurong was startled, and then suddenly realized that this was Jing Zhuchen's painting boat.

Thinking of this, Shen Gurong was a little stunned.

The few seniors I met at Liren Peak were used to being poor, and Shen Gurong still couldn't react when he saw such a rich and generous senior who spent money like water.

Then, two people dressed in black came down from Huafang, both of them seemed to be in the realm of transforming gods.

The two walked in front of Shen Gurong and saluted respectfully: "Sage Monarch."

Shen Gurong: "..."

When everyone heard this name, they immediately boiled.

"That's... Shen Fengxue, Shen Shengjun?!"

"But isn't Shengjun white-haired? This one in front of me..."

"To be able to meet the Holy Monarch once in the Guhong Secret Realm is a worthwhile trip."

Everyone's whispering voices were caught by Shen Gurong. He was a little embarrassed. He had tried his best to pretend for so long just now, but his fourth senior brother gave him away with a single sentence.

Chao Jiuxiao sneered unceremoniously from the side: "I don't want to be surrounded by people? Huh?"

Shen Gurong gave him a sideways glance, wiped off Di Mo's white hair, lifted the hood to reveal his ice-covered eyes, and said calmly: "Yes."

The people around gave a "hustle".

"It really is the Holy King!"

"It's the Holy King!"

Shen Gurong: "..."

So do you monks rely on this to recognize people? !

The two welcomed Shen Gurong and Chao Jiuxiao into the Lingboat respectfully.

Lingfang received the person, as if afraid that the dust on the ground would make him dirty, he quickly flew into the air, and floated slowly in the air again, not moving.

Shen Gurong walked into the painting boat, only then did he realize that the extravagance outside was just superficial, and the real spending money was inside the Lingboat.

Looking at the decorations in the painting boat one by one, according to Shen Fengxue's memory, he touched a small gadget that ordinary monks could not buy in their lifetime.

Well, his fourth senior brother is really rich, so next time he buys a sword, he will report it to the cold city.

As soon as Chao Jiuxiao arrived at Huafang, he searched for a room with ease and shrank in.

Shen Gurong said: "Aren't you going to see senior brother with me?"

Chao Jiuxiao's voice came from within: "He must be doing it... I'm too lazy to go."

Shen Gurong tilted her head, what to do?do what?

He didn't think much, and was taken to the top of the painting boat.

The ground of the painting boat was covered with thick blankets, and there were countless flame stones that made the surroundings warm. Shen Gu Rong, who was afraid of the cold, was extremely comfortable.

Shen Gurong rolled up her sleeves, slowly opened the bamboo curtain to look for Jing Zhuchen.

But just a few steps in, he heard an ambiguous moan from inside.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong paused, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

He stood there, looking expressionlessly at the slightly fluttering curtains on the huge bed not far away.

Soon, there was another coquettish gasp from inside, and a hoarse and seductive voice came from it.

"Why... so deep?"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Soon, another man's deep voice came from inside: "Don't you just like Shen?"

The man didn't know what he had done to Jing Zhuchen, Jing Zhuchen suddenly raised his voice and groaned, his panting sound seemed to be weeping, it made people want to make him cry even louder.

Shen Gurong's face was expressionless, but the roots of his ears were a little red. After figuring out what the people inside were doing, he turned his head and ran away in a panic. Get a bright red.

Shen Gurong endured the sore pain in his nose, and ran out quickly.

In the bed curtain, Jing Zhuchen heard the sound of the string of spirit stones colliding lightly, took a few breaths, stretched out his toes with flushed cheeks to hook the waist of the man on his body, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "My junior brother is here, You hurry up."

The man pinched his slender waist, his eyes darkened: "OK."

Shen Gurong ran to the edge of the painting boat, and he, who was always afraid of the cold, pushed open a carved window without hesitation, allowing the cold wind outside to blow the frost and snow onto his face, blowing away the heat on his face and body. scattered.

Shen Gurong blew the cold wind for a full hour, and finally her face almost froze, and there was a sound of footsteps behind her.

Shen Gurong turned back expressionlessly.

A man in black nodded and said, "Sage, Lord Zhu Chen, please go over."

Shen Gurong hesitated for a moment before saying dumbly: "He's not here..."

Before he finished speaking, he knew it was wrong, Shen Gurong coughed dryly, and said, "Take me there."

He was so panicked just now that he couldn't remember how to get to Jing Zhu Chen's room.

The man respectfully led him to find Jing Zhu Chen.

The mirror Zhuchen had already cleaned up, and he was casually wearing a light red gauze at this time, half leaning on the soft couch with his face full of satisfaction, his lips were bright red, and even his eyes seemed to be dripping with water.

The bed curtain was hung separately on the golden hook of the bed post, and the man who went to Wushan with him was gone.

Shen Gurong walked in, glanced at Zhu Chen in the mirror, and immediately lowered her gaze, fearing that she would see something she shouldn't see again.

Jing Zhuchen seemed to have no bones in his body, leaning his head on the bed lazily, and said lazily, "Eleven, long time no see."

Shen Gurong nodded slightly, trying not to let himself think about what happened just now, he said with a sullen face, "Fourth Senior Brother."

Jing Zhuchen saw his well-regulated answer, laughed, sat up lazily, his jade feet stepped on the soft blanket without sinking a bit, he seemed to be weightless, and walked up to Shen Gurong with his toes floating. before.

Jing Zhuchen was so close that Shen Gurong could almost smell the sweet incense on his body.

Shen Gurong was a little unnatural, and took a step back slightly, not wanting to get too close to him.

Jing Zhuchen seemed to think it was fun, smiled and took another step forward, putting his soft and boneless hands on Shen Gurong's shoulders.

A scent rushed over, and Shen Gurong froze all over.

Jing Zhuchen brushed Shen Gurong's white hair carelessly, then suddenly got up and stepped forward, leaning his whole body against Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong: "!!!"

Shen Gurong stammered: "Brother!"

Jing Zhuchen was only covered with a tulle, and Shen Gurong didn't dare reach out to push him, for fear of touching something, so he had to call him in vain.

Jing Zhuchen leaned into his ear, blew lightly, and said softly: "We haven't seen each other for decades, why don't you catch up with senior brother Yunyu, how about?"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Is the fourth senior brother and Ren's reminiscence about the past just like clouds and rain?

Shen Gurong recalled what Chao Jiuxiao said, "He doesn't recognize his relatives, and even his senior brother wants to sleep", and recalled Chao Jiuxiao's avoidance, and suddenly fell silent.

Shen Gurong said dumbly: "Brother, please respect yourself."

Jing Zhuchen probably hadn't heard the words "please respect yourself" for many years, he was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back the seductive expression on his face, he let out a "puchi" laugh.

He laughed so hard that his branches trembled, and he leaned on Shen Gurong's shoulder, even tears came out of his eyes.

Shen Gurong didn't understand what he was laughing at: "Brother?"

Jing Zhuchen laughed for a long time before he stopped, his slender fingers circled around Shen Gurong's loose lock of white hair, his chin rested on his shoulder, he looked absent-minded but full of smiles.

His tone seemed to be complaining, and he said with a bit of grievance: "It's better for us to be eleven, I know that I hurt senior brother. You don't even know that that stinky man just made me hurt so much."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Excuse me, junior brother doesn't want to hear about your private affairs.