Alien

The storyteller walked out of the teahouse through the side door, and saw a person leaning casually under the big banyan tree outside the teahouse.At this time, there are obviously many handsome people on the street, but the storyteller saw him at the first sight.This is a high-ranking person, he just stands along like this, and the people around him just like this become his foil, unable to cover up his radiance like a moonlight.The other party was only five floors above Dingji, one floor lower than him, but looking at him, he unconsciously lost his aura.

Mr. Storyteller's footsteps were fixed. Although he had an intuition that the other party was looking for him, he still walked in the opposite direction from where the person was standing. Perhaps his intuition was wrong.But he was stopped before he could take a few steps.

Mr. Storyteller looked at the person standing in front of him with some trepidation, he was just a storyteller, what could this person do for him?

"Sir, don't be nervous, I don't mean any malice." Ren looked indifferently, but he didn't mean to be condescending and domineering. He spoke calmly, calmly and gently.

Mr. Storyteller felt more nervous, took a few steps back and bowed his head, and whispered, "What do you want to know?" After thinking about it, he knew the value of some news, but he didn't know what the other party wanted to know from him. He actually doesn't know much.

"Why don't you have a cup of tea together and don't disturb your husband's time."

The storyteller nodded, smiled at Ren, but lowered his head again, "Go for a drink."

Ren paused, and agreed, "Okay." There is not much difference between drinking tea and drinking, anyway, his purpose is, Ren stopped thinking, hey, why is he looking for Mr. Storyteller?

Next to it is a small building built by a delicate arbor. Ren has only seen this type of cabin in very old pictures, but the wood of those cabins was moistened by water vapor and turned dark brown, matching the pale yellow picture. It looked dark and gloomy.Unlike this small building, green vines grow freely towards the street, and there are various flowers inlaid between the vines, which is very pleasing to the eye.The wind blows, and the overlapping heart-shaped green leaves on the vines have circles of patterns, and even the delicate flowers are trembling and moving, but the combination of the vines and the flowers renders this piece of life exuberant.

Ren nodded to the storyteller, and asked politely, "How about this small house? It looks elegant, and it's just right to drink some wine." He said and led the way.He wanted to exchange some pleasantries with the storyteller to brush up his impression points, but the interrupted thoughts just made him have no desire to speak. Fortunately, he led the way wholeheartedly and let himself recall what he wanted to ask the storyteller before going down the teahouse.

Oh, what he said first was the sex gossip incident, not this one, and then he said, Boundary Breaker Shuttle, yes, he came to learn about Boundary Breaker Shuttle.

Knowing the reason for his visit, Ren is also in the mood to pay attention to this storyteller.

While leading people upstairs, the guy looked at the storyteller strangely, as if asking what was going on, but the storyteller gave him a reassuring smile, indicating that it was not a bad thing.Obviously, the two are familiar with each other. The storyteller must have been here for a while, otherwise he wouldn't be so familiar with the second child.Ren's heart is half relieved, it's not as good as digging a hole specially for himself, he is very sensitive to his identity as a foreign star now, so naturally he has a heart for everything.

The clerk was relieved, opened the door to guide the two people in, handed them a menu, and then stood aside waiting for orders.

In addition to all kinds of alcohol, the menu also includes snacks, tea, drinks, and side dishes. Ren passed the menu to the storyteller and asked him to order.

The storyteller ordered the most expensive wine and some of the most expensive snacks, thinking, let you scare me and kill you.These are things that I usually don't want to buy, and some people don't eat for nothing when they treat guests.

After the clerk closed the door, Ren asked the storyteller directly, "Can you tell me more about the Boundary Breaker?"

Mr. Storyteller’s heart has settled down, but he doesn’t know much about Shuttle Breaker. Apart from what he said earlier, there is no more news. When it comes to wine and desserts, the shock has not calmed down yet.

"Boundary Breaking Shuttle," the storyteller said slowly with a prolonged tone, "That's a good thing."

Mr. Storyteller started from the ancestor of the Xuan family, telling about his legendary history in those years. After the refreshments came, his tone became more leisurely.

"Back then, the Boundary Breaking Shuttle fell into this world by mistake, leading the leading celestial beings to compete for it. There were even rumors that the Boundary Breaking Shuttle could break through this world, allowing people to leave this world without ascending. Those celestial beings who did not dare to cross the catastrophe and ascend paid attention, and shot one after another. For some reason, the celestial beings who robbed one after another crossed the catastrophe and fell one after another. What kind of method did the ancestors use to change the appearance of the broken boundary shuttle, making it a secret weapon of the Xuan family and passing it down from generation to generation? Jie Suo is actually in the hands of a third-rate family like the Xuan family. However, it was also because that person inadvertently leaked the word, which led to the disaster of exterminating the family."

"It's strange to say that the Patriarch's younger brother usually doesn't drink at all, but it's also strange that the news of the Breaking Shuttle came out after drinking." The storyteller opened his mouth in a low voice, and took a few more sips.

Ren keenly sensed that what he said was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with him, "You mean he was tricked?"

"Maybe, it happened to be drunk that day, it happened to not activate the formation that day, it happened to scold his brother for not being worthy of inheriting the Boundary Breaking Shuttle that day, it happened to be heard by the inner thief that day, so many coincidences, it's hard to say it was an accident. It's just There are so many coincidences, but it just happened to be a coincidence to investigate and investigate. It just so happened that he suddenly wanted to drink alcohol that day, and it happened that the traitor wanted to go to see him that day, don't you think it's strange." The storyteller looked at him with burning eyes.

Ren pondered the meaning of his words, but couldn't figure it out for a moment, and continued to ask him a question he seemed to know, "Has the ancestor of the Xuan family ascended?"

"Flying up." Mr. Storyteller picked up a piece of dessert and swallowed it in three or two bites, and then poured the mouth of the jug directly to his mouth. Ren watched him fill at least two jugs before putting down the wine jug, and sighed, " happy."

"Ascension from generation to generation?" Ren had doubts in his heart, and there were many doubts.

The storyteller picked up another piece of pastry and swallowed it in one gulp. After hearing this, he swallowed the pastry, and then replied, "How can it be, if this is the case, the Xuan family will not be inferior to the next generation, and eventually become a third-rate family and be easily wiped out. family."

"Then why didn't his descendants use the Boundary Breaker to ascend?" Ren asked again, his tone still unhurried, as if this question was extremely common.However, at this moment, his heart was raised, and he focused on the other party's answer.

Mr. Storyteller was stunned, and smiled, "How do you know they haven't tried it. It is said that only those who have a high level of cultivation have a chance to break through the boundary, and those with a low level of cultivation can only break through the sky. The people in the family know it. I just gossip to make a living, but I don’t know anything deeper.”

Ren was a little disappointed after hearing this answer, and continued to ask, "What about the Xuan family's youngest son, what special characteristics does he have?"

"I don't know, it's rumored that he is very good-looking." The storyteller was not arty at all, he had a snack and a glass of wine, nothing more than a drink, and he finished the tea and wine in a short while, appearing in a hurry.

Ren saw that the storyteller was not interested in talking at this time, so he didn't stay any longer. The storyteller couldn't get more information, and it was of little use for him to stay here.

Ren called Xiao Er to settle the bill, and counted the few primordial stones left, feeling a little bleeding in his heart.

The storyteller is too good at pointing.

Nodding to him, Ren got up and left.Seeing that Ren's back disappeared, a person walked out from the inner room of the wing.

That person has a handsome appearance, pale in color, with a slight metallic luster, and has an organic feel that is not like a normal person.His whole body is calm and quiet, his whole body is as deep as the sea, he seems silent and easy-going, but once he gets angry, he will cry and howl, and the air of destruction will suddenly arise.Quiet as an abyss, angry as a sea, the two layers of characteristics are perfectly combined in him.

The man went to the table and took a taste of the leftover snack, then put it down and sighed, "You'd be bullying children."

The storyteller raised his eyebrows, and his flinching ordinary demeanor instantly became sharp and sharp. His eyes were as bright as cold stars, his eyebrows were as thick as ink, his facial lines were resolute, his lips were flesh-red and light-colored, and he pulled his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly indifferent face. laugh.

He pulled the man's hand, and with a clever effort, he let the man fall into his arms, sat on his lap, and the storyteller closed his hands contentedly, and pressed him close to himself in satisfaction. some.

The man followed his movements and fell into his arms, but carefully floated himself into the air, sat down lightly and weightlessly, so as not to hurt the storyteller because of his speed, and at the same time, as soon as he fell into his arms, Taking advantage of the situation, I put my hands around the neck of the storyteller, put my head on his shoulders and neck, and the soft skin of my cheeks touched the skin of his neck, listening to the beating heartbeat of the other party with peace of mind.

The storyteller pushed back his smooth and long straight hair, and kissed his forehead at the same time, "You love that kid, huh?"

The storyteller's warm breath hit his sensitive forehead, and the numbness from his forehead was transmitted to his heart like fine microcurrents, which shrank and shrank, and his whole body went limp in an instant, and he pressed his face tightly. Even tighter, he said in a low voice, "Xie Ming, you've had enough, how long do you want to play this trick."

Xie Ming pecked him a few times, and hugged him even tighter, "When you can only see me, I will stop playing."

The man in the water smiled, and when he smiled, his demure and distant face instantly brightened and glowed, just like an old photo of the misty south of the Yangtze River instantly transformed into a frame of a bright April sunny scene with a lake, or a cloudy The heavy sky was pierced by Chu Yang, and a different style was completely displayed on him.He raised his head, Xie Ming was a little confused by the bright colors.He fell in love with his appearance, as long as he smiled at him, he was willing to give himself all, and he couldn't resist his smile at him.

He stretched out his hand to caress his face, Xie Ming bent down to make him feel more comfortable, at the same time he did not forget to turn his head, kissed his fingertips, and sighed deeply, "Rong Yuan."

Rong Yuan withdrew his hand and wiped his wet hand on Xie Ming's body, "Do you value this little guy?"

Xie Ming grabbed his hand, put it to his mouth again, and at the same time did not forget to respond, "No, what I value is another little guy beside him."

"It's wet, not uncomfortable at all." Rong Yuan complained, thinking back to the person Xie Ming said, "Is it the little guy at the level of fit or the little guy at the level of Nascent Soul?"

"You guess." Xie Ming held his hand, took out a white plain handkerchief from his bosom, and gently wiped away the water stains little by little.

Rong Yuan let him wipe, sat up straight at this moment, poked his chest with the tip of another finger, and guessed uncertainly, "That little guy Yuanying?"

Xie Ming put away the handkerchief, held Yingbai in his palm, and smiled, "How could you guess him?"

"Then it's him." If Xie Ming was the obvious candidate, he wouldn't let him guess. Thinking of Mu Qing, Rong Yuan couldn't help but say, "That person is as bad as you, to the bone."

"Do you want to taste the bad water in your stomach?" Xie Ming squinted his eyes, and leaned over to kiss the lips he had been watching for a long time.