After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

Looking at this face, Jiang Yu really couldn't do anything.After covering with a pure white pillow towel, the vigor and edge are still undiminished. The clear outline like a knife carving is hidden under the translucent thin sheet, rising and falling with the even breathing.

Jiang Yu took a deep breath, and stretched his righteous hands to the skirt of his clothes again.

The neat and clean shoulder and neck line lay under his hands, slightly revealing the skin between white and wheat.When Jiang Yufu saw it, he was slightly stunned, and then moved his hand away as if he was electrocuted.

He's obviously here to investigate the matter seriously, but the current atmosphere seems to be contemptuous of the beautiful master, taking advantage of the protagonist while the other supporting characters are not around.

As the protagonist of the heartthrob, Shizun is too careless, I don't know how many supporting roles care about him.

Jiang Yu sighed in the dark night, withdrew his hand, helped Yu Chengzhou pull up the quilt, covered it tightly under his chin, tucked it behind his neck, and covered every inch of spring that shouldn't be exposed.

He slowly took off the pillow cover, and stared at the face of the master, who was still defenseless and fell into a deep sleep at this time, and his eyelashes did not even tremble.

He was clearly asleep, but the power of the power in the distraction period did not diminish at all, as if he would open those light-colored phoenix eyes at any time, turn around and bully him under him, and pinch his neck tightly.

Jiang Yu's whole body trembled, his hair stood on end, and his body stiffened instinctively.

Perhaps the secret he wanted was hidden under a layer of soft brocade, but he couldn't reveal it even though it was so close.

I am afraid that there will be no blood spots there, and I am even more afraid that there will be blood spots there.

Ever since he transmigrated into the book, he has expelled the evil energy for him, brought him down the mountain to see the world, burned Fu Huaisu's paintings for him, recalled his spiritual consciousness with a kiss when he was possessed by the devil, charged him with being forced to support the sect, and even Relief when drunk... It's all about Yu Chengzhou.

All the warmth he felt in this plausible world came from the indifferent master who described Zhongxiu's ruthless way.

Jiang Yuwu lowered his hand, feeling a little lost.

Forget it, it's not appropriate to investigate today, tomorrow, tomorrow.If the master is really related to the Mozong... Jiang Yu's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his fists unconsciously, his knuckles were all blue and white.

He carefully got up from Yu Chengzhou's body, and slowly retracted his calf straddling Yu Chengzhou's side.Suddenly, there was a cold touch from the ankle, and five slender and slender fingers grabbed it.

It was the hand that was supposed to hold a sword to defend Dao, but at this moment it was tightly encircling a tender tender lotus root.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the fingertips rubbed against the slightly protruding ankle bone.Jiang Yu's mind was blank at first, then suddenly startled, he quickly covered his mouth tightly, and looked up, Yu Chengzhou's eyes were closed as before, and there was no sign of waking up.I don't know if it was Jiang Yu's illusion, but his face seemed to be a little darker.

Jiang Yu didn't dare to relax any longer, and secretly sighed, how could Master be like a child, and still grab things in his sleep.

His hand was really tight, he thought for a while, and had to wake up Wen Hongjian who was sleeping on the sword rest beside him. While slowly pumping his foot, he quickly stuffed it into the white jade sword hilt, and by the way helped to promote the master and servant of the two of them. emotion.

Both Wen Hong's sword and that hand froze for a moment... Then Wen Hong waved reluctantly, trying to rub against Jiang Yu, but the master's hand tightly blocked his way.

Jiang Yu hooked the corners of his lips contentedly, the relationship between master and servant was really harmonious.

He walked back to the beauty bed with bare feet, lifted the quilt and got in.Although all trees in the world of cultivating immortals are evergreen, there are still warm and cold seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter. When autumn is deep, it is colder than the mortal world.After leaving for a quarter of an hour, the quilt is already completely cold, so it's not as good as...it's not as comfortable and warm as when I straddled there just now...

As soon as this thought appeared, Jiang Yu retracted his head into the quilt in shock, not seeing the man in the depths of the bed curtain outside the quilt sitting up silently, his awe-inspiring phoenix eyes swept over, for a long while, helplessly He rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

With a dark face, Yu Chengzhou released his spiritual power to hide his breath and footsteps, and walked over slowly.

Childishly caring about his head and feet, the quilt was lifted to cover his head, his two slender legs were half-bent and exposed to the cold air in the middle of the night, his snow-white skin was reflected on the dark wooden couch, which had a great visual impact force.

Yu Chengzhou's eyes darkened, his throat rolled up and down, he wished he could be thrown onto the bed with him, he resisted stubbornly, and looked at the corners of his eyes, which were stained with indelible red because he was dazed and distracted.

In the end, I asked him in a low voice, what does it mean to climb out of bed and slip away?If he refused to answer and wanted to run away crying, he grabbed his calf and pulled him back hard.

Yu Chengzhou leaned down little by little, suppressing bad emotions, his power was released unconsciously, the surrounding air was stirred by his spiritual flow, and the temperature suddenly dropped sharply.

His hand had already reached Jiang Yu's side, but the quilt in front of him suddenly moved up and down slightly. He froze, and his hand stopped in midair.

He used his spiritual sense to probe, and under the brocade quilt, the thin body curled up as if fearing the cold, trembling slightly.

Yu Chengzhou frowned, approached tentatively, and the trembling became more intense...

Is this afraid of him?Still afraid of the cold?

He sighed softly, withdrew his hand, and added a barrier of heat preservation to Jiang Yu. The faint golden light chased around him, lingering and outlining the curves of his legs, creating the gentleness of spring in March in the cold night. comfortable.

Yu Chengzhou tilted his head and deliberately looked away, hooked his lips in a self-deprecating manner, turned around and put on his clothes and went out to the cold spring.

With the barrier of heat preservation, Jiang Yu still tightened his body and sealed himself up, refusing to accept any trace of warmth brought by the spiritual flow from the outside world.

He had a nightmare, and in the nightmare, he returned to the night in the palace. The demon king pressed him tightly on the bed, tempted him to inject demonic energy, and when he left a mark on his collarbone, he suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted the mask. mask.

Under the mask, there was the cool and upright face of the master.

Jiang Yu was shocked, and tried to cover the mask back with trembling hands.

"You already know who I am." The master in the dream smiled indifferently, then stretched out his hand to raise his chin, and bent down.

When the lips touched each other, the master whispered softly, "Then join me in becoming a demon."

Jiang Yu's eyes suddenly opened wide in his dream, and he couldn't break free with his legs kicking around.At this time, Wen Hongjian flew down into his hand through the air, accidentally scratching the shoulder of the master, and also interrupted the input of devil energy.

"Master...you are injured." Jiang Yu subconsciously helped him hold the wound, and pressed Wen Hongjian tightly to his chest, relying on him to gain a little sense of security.

……

The air in the sky was a crab-blue color, and the morning fog on the mountain had not yet dissipated. Yu Chengzhou finished his meditation in the cold spring, dried the water, and returned to the house.

As soon as he opened the door, his footsteps stopped, and his face suddenly turned colder than that of Cold Spring.

The quilt on Jiang Yu's body had been kicked to the ground a long time ago, and the enchantment that had been applied had disappeared, and the surroundings were in chaos.Wen Hongjian was hugged tightly in front of his chest and stuck to his face.He seemed to be having a nightmare, and he didn't sleep well, with his mouth slightly open, the shadows cast by his eyelashes on his cheeks trembled wildly, and there were still two indistinct tear stains hanging by the corners of his eyes.

Just when Yu Chengzhou was about to step forward to comfort him, he saw clearly that Wen Hongjian's sword tip, restlessly, little by little, opened Jiang Yu's skirt, revealing a piece of white...

Sensing Yu Chengzhou's approach, Wen Hong raised the hilt of his sword, without pausing, deliberately and boldly provocatively, jumping down the snow-white chest.

Yu Chengzhou's breathing froze, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward and pulled out Wen Hongjian roughly, "Jiang Yu."

Jiang Yu was suddenly summoned back from the nightmare of the night in the palace. As soon as he raised his head and saw the ugly expression on his master's face, his body trembled, and he almost couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was.After a long pause, he gradually came back to his senses. This person is a master, at least he is still a master now.

"Are you just sleeping with him defenseless like this? He is a sword spirit, so you are not afraid of him doing things that are out of bounds?" Yu Chengzhou's voice sank, seeming a little resentful, "Or... you Voluntarily go beyond the bounds with him."

Jiang Yu looked at Wenhong, who was thrown aside, and then at his open clothes. When he understood, he frowned helplessly. Just as he was about to say something, he opened his mouth and sneezed crisply.

I caught a cold!Yu Chengzhou was even angrier.

As soon as Jiang Yu woke up, his temper became a little bit worse. He rubbed the tip of his nose and complained softly: "Wenhong is a sword, what else can he do! Unlike you, you..." He paused, realizing that he almost said Leaving his mouth open, he quickly pressed his lower lip tightly and lowered his head.

"Me?" Yu Chengzhou was taken aback, and a trace of doubt quickly flashed in his heart. Could it be that Jiang Yu knew that he was standing by the side of the couch last night, and was about to kill him... Impossible, he had clearly covered his tracks with spiritual power.

"That's all." He coughed a few times to cover up, "Both of them will be punished. Since you think he is just a sword, then come out and practice together."

He wanted to teach Jiang Yu how to control the sword spirit.

Practicing sword at Maoshi and three quarters is a necessary homework for all disciples of the sect, but Jiang Yu naturally does not need to go back to the main peak to practice.Yu Chengzhou was standing under the ancient locust tree, holding a wooden sword behind his back, waiting for him, dressed in white clothes.As the light wind passed by, he didn't cast a magic barrier, his white clothes didn't move, and his head was covered with light-colored petals.

"Meet me."

Jiang Yu looked away from Yu Chengzhou's white-stained hair, nodded, held his breath, and raised the edge of Wen Hongjian with his backhand, facing the edge of the wooden sword.

"Wenhong has spirit, he has six senses and five senses, he is connected with all things in the world. Different from ordinary swordsmanship, to control Wenhong, you also need to obey..."

Before Yu Chengzhou finished speaking, the wooden sword under his hand stopped, and he was slightly taken aback. Within three moves, Wenhong had already been picked out.

Jiang Yu looked down innocently: "Master...be merciful."

Touch porcelain?

Yu Chengzhou raised his eyebrows. At that moment just now, the wooden sword didn't touch at all, and it was Jiang Yu who let go of his hand.

What does Jiang Yu want to do?The human Shura who can shake the three realms and four realms... what is he thinking?

With a soft stabbing sound, Jiang Yu raised his head, and he tore off an inch of moiré satin from Yu Chengzhou's cuff. He took a few steps forward, and personally covered Jiang Yu's eyes with cloth strips.

"Now you can't see, but Wenhong can still see. Don't rely on vision, but listen to spiritual power."

A gust of split air passed through the hair beside his ear, and before Jiang Yu could react to the fear in the endless black, the devilish energy in his body was instantly irritated, leading him to turn around in an instant, and caught Yu Chengzhou's wrist with one move , the sword intent is not slow, and it is lingering down.

"Very good." The tail voice raised.

not good at all!Jiang Yu panted lightly, trying to concentrate, his goal was not the master's sword at all!

In the next second, Yu Chengzhou lightly tapped a few fallen flowers, and suddenly, phantom sword shadows appeared in all directions, piercing the silence and whistling with air currents.

The demonic energy was stressed, and even the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, as if it was about to sweep out at any moment, breaking the formation violently!

Jiang Yu clenched his teeth, restrained his trembling right hand, restrained the rage and bloodthirsty surging in his body, stabilized in place, and let Wenhong's spiritual sense to search for clues. After a while, he tilted his head.

The master has not moved from the beginning to the end, he is still in front of my eyes!Without further hesitation, Jiang Yu raised his hand and struck.

His target was not the wooden sword, but between the lapels of Master's clothes!

He wanted to open the seam of his clothes, but Jiang Yu didn't realize that the danger was coming after him.In an instant, he was gently carried away by someone, dodging the sword shadow behind him, his center of gravity was unstable, he threw himself straight forward, and fell into an embrace.

There was a blunt, cutting sound at the edge of the sword.

"Master!" Jiang Yu lifted the cloth strip with one hand, looked over, and was stunned.

The master's clothes from the front of the skirt to the shoulders had a deep tear, tore the outer robe and obscene clothes, revealing the light-colored skin underneath.

There are no mottled Lin blood spots, but it is not clean and flawless.

There was a circle of small round tooth marks carved into the flesh, almost healed, not stained with blood.

"...What is this?" Jiang Yu raised his hand and touched it.

The author has something to say: Chapter 21, I think Jiang Yu forgot, and you must have forgotten too, hahaha, remember it in seven seconds ╮(‵▽′)╭

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