You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

The moonlight shines brightly on the ground.

Leaping over the stream with brisk steps, stepping into the forest path in three steps at a time, the soft sound of leaves breaking could be heard from time to time.The wind in the autumn night carries the refreshing taste after the rain.

Zhao Ritian was in a very good mood, and even the mountain scenery became dreamlike. Today he stole Long Aotian's iron ring and went down the mountain. Knowing what Long Aotian is doing for collecting double-cultivation books, is he plotting against his master? Thinking about it this way, Long Aotian is really a duplicity of beasts.

Zhao Ritian didn't expect that he also scolded himself.

Zhao Ritian found an open woodland, and the bright moon like a jade plate hung on the zenith, illuminating everything exquisitely, as if it were daytime. He happened to read a book under such beautiful moonlight.

The titles of Chi Guoguo's books such as "Eighteen Styles of X Cultivation" and "Secret Techniques in X" have fully aroused Zhao Ritian's interest. Unfortunately, there are too few pictures in these two books, so he can only study abstract ones hard. words, and from them imagine scenes and poses for yourself.

It was cold at night, but Zhao Ritian was sweating unknowingly, and when his mouth was dry, a gust of cold wind suddenly came.

Zhao Ritian was suddenly alerted, there seemed to be...unusual spiritual power fluctuations in the wind?

This is not a land protected by the master, there are pesky cultivators lurking here.

Zhao Ritian's eyes turned cold, and he swept the dark woodland, and he saw a figure standing behind the tree: "Who is sneaking around? Get out!"

It is an unforgivable crime to disturb Uncle Zhao's Yaxing who is reading.

Hearing the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, the figure came out, and the moonlight dispersed the darkness on him one by one, Zhao Ritian's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Master, Master?"

Zhao Ritian swallowed, and quickly hid the two books behind his back.

On Saturday, he was wearing a windproof cloak, with only white underwear inside, his long black hair scattered on his shoulders, and a pair of amber eyes staring at Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian only glanced at Saturday, and dared not look any further. In the hazy moonlight, the figure of the master was no longer so inviolable, but became soft and bright, which made people feel distracted—it must be because of what he just saw. Because of those two books.

"..."

He didn't speak on Saturday, Zhao Ritian waited for a while, feeling a little strange in his heart, he looked up again, but was startled by the familiar face so close.

Standing in front of him on Saturday, the pair of slender and warm hands slid over his waist, loosely clasped behind his waist.Something happened that Zhao Ritian didn't even dare to think about. His sweetheart put her head on his chest docilely, put her hands around his waist, and made a look of complete dependence.

"Master, you, you..." Although Meng Lang had the courage to hold Master in his arms during the day, he was frightened away by Master's suspicious gaze the next moment. Zhao Ritian admitted that he was indifferent to other things. It was crazy, but he was cautious about approaching the master, step by step, for fear of scaring the master away if the progress was too fast.

Now it seems that he was too careful and wasted a lot of time.

"Master, are you willing to double cultivate with me?" Zhao Ritian hesitated for a while, and finally said what was in his heart.

The person snuggling up to Zhao Ritian didn't make a sound.

Zhao Ritian's heart hung up. He watched the man straighten up, his black hair swaying slightly with his movements, and watched the man's slender fingers untie the cloak, which fell to his feet...

Zhao Ritian only felt the blood rushing to the top of his head, and the periosteum was buzzing. When the white obscene clothes were gently pulled away, and the wide neckline slid down his shoulders, revealing the white and delicate muscles and bones, he finally couldn't hold back, and the heat flowed from his nose. Rolling straight down, he hastily stretched out his hand to cover it in embarrassment.

The man chuckled, untied his belt, took off all his clothes, and stood calmly in front of Zhao Ritian.

I don't know if it's because the moonlight is too beautiful or the young man is shy, but Zhao Ritian only feels a faint light emitting from his master, which makes people dare not look at him closely. In fact, he is already panicked and at a loss what to do, he has long forgotten the secret book, and now there is only one Things were circling in his head, he wanted Master, and he wanted to have a deeper union with Master.

In the small building, I waited for a long time on Saturday, but I didn't hear Zhao Ritian come back. Today and night are not the same as in the past, and there are many dangers outside. I don't know what Zhao Ritian is going out to do at night.

Feeling worried on Saturday, he got up and grabbed a piece of clothes to put on in a hurry, came out from the inner room, and glanced at Zhao Ritian's bed—as expected, there was no one there.

However, at that glance, Saturday also found a strange thing, which seemed to be the corner of a page?Zhao Ritian actually spent most of the night reading under the covers... Should it be said that he has changed his sex?

On Saturday, he ran into the woods and searched with his spiritual sense. He didn't find Zhao Ritian, but found a group of ambush cultivators. However, he didn't disturb these people, and put some hypnotism in the immortal method to completely wipe them out. Let things go.

When skipping a forest clearing, Saturday suddenly saw a cloud of black air floating faintly.

He felt a "thump" in his heart. He originally thought that only ordinary cultivators were ambushing in the mountains, but he didn't expect that...someone from the evil spirits would be involved.

Saturday made a spell, and the white light hovering between his fingers gradually gathered into a ball. He pointed his finger, and the spiritual force directly hit the magic breath, only to hear many small strange screams coming from the magic breath, and then scattered into many Things the size of a loach fell to the ground crackling, gradually seeping into the soil without leaving any traces.

After driving away the magic breath, Saturday landed from the sky and saw a person lying on his side on the ground. Looking carefully, it was Zhao Ritian!

Zhao Ritian seemed to be very uncomfortable, curled up, with a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead, bent down hurriedly on Saturday, clasped Zhao Ritian's shoulders with one hand, straightened him upright, and put his other hand on his dantian's sea of ​​energy, releasing his spiritual consciousness to explore The circumstances of his injury.

Zhao Ritian's abdomen seemed to have a fire, which made Saturday's palm numb. Zhao Ritian opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at Saturday in a daze: "Master?" , "Master, why didn't you do it?"

When he touched Zhao Ritian's body on Saturday, he immediately withdrew his hand. He knew in his heart that Zhao Ritian was probably lured by a monster and lost his guard. Fortunately, he came early and Zhao Ritian's Yang Yuan had not been released, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Ritian, calm down." Sat couldn't help saying, he poured a spell of pure heart into Zhao Ritian's sea of ​​weather, and then used his spiritual power to force him to run the spell for a small week, Zhao Ritian's face was dreamy His expression gradually receded, and his black eyes gradually regained their clarity.

"..." After Zhao Ritian woke up, he showed some disappointment, and his eyes were still a little empty.

"Ritian, are you okay?" Saturday withdrew his hand and stood up, "Let's go back."

"I, I'm fine." Zhao Ritian felt wronged, and he didn't know why he was wronged.

When he stood up, two books suddenly fell from his body, "slap" and "slap" fell to Saturday's feet, and they happened to be opened on those two pages that were particularly indescribable.

Saturday bent down and was about to pick it up, but Zhao Ritian slammed it away. He was stunned, and looked up to see that Zhao Ritian was holding the two books tightly, his face was flushed, and he was looking at whether he wanted the book or not. expression.

Helpless on Saturday: "I've seen it all."

Zhao Ritian's face froze: "Master, I..."

"Although his cultivation is high, he is still a child after all..." Saturday sighed.

Indeed, Zhao Ritian's mental age may still be around thirteen or fourteen years old. Although his body has grown up, but all these years, he has only practiced in seclusion and has not experienced anything. His mind is still pure like a teenager.

Especially physical development, his awareness of this aspect has increased, and he has not been taught on Saturday, so naturally he cannot establish a correct concept. Speaking of which, this aspect should also be put on the agenda.

"I'm not a child!" Zhao Ritian retorted humbly, "If you don't believe me, Master, you'll know if you try."

When the rascal said something, Zhao Ritian felt something was wrong, but after he said it, he kept provoking Saturday with his eyes, as if Saturday would fall for him.

"Here, bring the book." Saturday spread his hands.

"Do not……"

"bring here."

"..." Zhao Ritian blushed and handed in the book, "I haven't finished it yet."

Flipping through it on Saturday, I felt that this ancient cultivation secret book was more direct than the modern little X book. No wonder a child like Zhao Ritian couldn’t help being teased. He put the book away and said, “Your mind is uncertain now. , not suitable for dual cultivation, it will not be too late to meet a Taoist companion you like in the future, come here, let me see your cultivation base."

Unhappy, Zhao Ritian stretched out his hand and handed over the pulse door to Saturday.

Putting two fingers on his wrist on Saturday, the spiritual consciousness gently penetrated into the meridians and explored carefully.Saturday's brows could not help but wrinkle.It was clear that the monster had been driven away in time just now, why is there a trace of demonic energy remaining in Zhao Ritian's meridians?

This can be troublesome.

This wisp of devilish energy is difficult to detect, and the hidden place is extremely secret. If it wasn't for Saturday's patient search, and Zhao Ritian didn't have the slightest intention to hide it, he would definitely not be able to find it.

Once found, we must find a way to drive it out.

Saturday pulled Zhao Ritian backhand: "Let's go, let's go back."

Since encountering monsters in the woods at night, the defenses of the magic circle and enchantment were strengthened on Saturday.

In order to get rid of the demonic breath in Zhao Ritian's body, he turned to the book and looked it up when he was free. He had accumulated enough theoretical knowledge and decided to start exorcising Zhao Ritian's demons.

And Zhao Ritian was bored these days, and he was not allowed to go out on Saturdays. He thought about the whole thing in his mind, and he almost grasped the petals to divination "Master loves me" and "Master doesn't love me". After much deliberation, Master was not too disgusted with his disrespectful behavior, but tolerated him very gently, and said that it is normal for teenagers to have such impulses.

Apart from the fact that he was a bit annoying when he was a child, Master was very kind to him.Does it mean that there is still hope for him?

It was the first couple to have this kind of "like" feeling, and Zhao Ritian suffered greatly from it. He wanted to say it, but dared not say it.

Zhao Ritian came to the second floor and saw that Saturday was reading a book, so he pretended to put one hand on the side of the table and said to Saturday: "Master, do you mean that if I meet a Taoist companion I like, I can double cultivate?"

Saturday looked up from the book: "Huh? What's the matter?"

"I have a Taoist partner I like," Zhao Ritian clenched his fists, "It's you."

In the quiet room, a needle could be heard.

Saturday stunned: "Me?"

"Yes, I like Master." Zhao Ritian looked at death like home, "Master and I will practice together."

Saturday was silent for a while, and said, "No, I don't like you."

Zhao Ritian only felt that his head had been hit, and his face turned pale.

"Actually... I have a Taoist partner who is a double cultivator, but he is not here." Saturday said, "So, I'm sorry."

"Master is lying!" Zhao Ritian almost threw the table over, "I have been with Master for so many years, and I have never seen Master have any hellish Taoist companions!! Besides, do gods still need Taoist companions?? Master just said that to reject me of!"

Sat pressed down on the table, stood up, looked directly at Zhao Ritian and said, "Ritian, I know this hurts, but it's the truth."

Saturday's attitude was very clear. Zhao Ritian couldn't find a reason. He just felt angry and sad. The ups and downs of the past few days made his emotions approach the limit of collapse. He turned his head and pushed open the door. Run out.

On Saturday, seeing the door panel that had come off the hinge and smashed against the wall, he couldn't help but get a headache. He stood up and walked outside. At this juncture, it's fine for Zhao Ritian to go out to vent, but don't make any mistakes.