Fire and theft prevention

In the first day of waking up, Mu Qingjia was like a real puppet, completely unable to take care of herself, and could only be helped by her junior brother.

Huo Wei's habit of Aijie broke out again, claiming that he hadn't bathed for decades and was dirty and smelly, so he was forced to bathe, change clothes, comb his hair, and even cleaned his private parts.

In fact, if a cultivator does not eat five grains, his body will not be contaminated with dust, let alone Mu Qingjia who is sealed in an ice coffin.

Huo Wei did these things mostly because of some kind of psychological effect on him, and because he himself enjoyed it.

Mu Qingjia once cast a look at the fox fairy for help, but the little white fox just looked at him with a half-smile, forming a pile of falling snow, hiding somewhere to sleep.

It seems that the baby who was raised by one hand was completely thrown to Huo Wei.

During this period, Mu Qingjia was forced to have no choice but to resist with her mouth, but her speech became much more fluent.

"Here... here." He was naked|naked, his skin was steamed pink by the water mist, and he firmly guarded the last piece of pure land on his body, "No, no."

"Yes." Huo Wei pushed his hand away without raising his head.

The resistance was futile, Mu Qingjia simply turned his head and stopped looking.His face was red and his ears were red. After the younger brother had tossed about, he felt a chill behind him.

"I'll do it myself!" His peach blossom eyes widened, terrified.

"No." Huo Wei's men paused, and his neck slowly turned pink.He seemed to be persuading his senior brother, but at the same time he seemed to be persuading himself: "...It's not like I haven't seen it before, why are you nervous."

Mu Qingjia was lying on the edge of the tub, wanting to cry but without tears.

If he had known, he shouldn't be like a hamster, storing so many daily necessities for ordinary people in the safety button!Ah Wei's temperament would never bring these things, so he would not have suffered such a calamity today.

After bathing and changing, Huo Wei took his long hair and steamed it dry with fire aura.

Over the past few decades, Mu Qingjia's black hair has grown extremely long, and after drying, it is soft and supple, and when Huo Wei holds it, it feels like a crocodile.

When he was not paying attention, Huo Wei followed the impulse in his heart and kissed the black hair.

If Mu Qingjia felt something, when she tilted her head, she happened to see the junior brother let down his hair and raised his eyes to meet him.

He blinked, shifted his eyes to his black hair, and said, "It's so long."

"Do you want to cut it?" Huo Wei asked.

"It's a little inconvenient." Mu Qingjia moved, "Fighting will get in the way."

"Your parents are responsible for your body, hair and skin," Huo Wei said.

"My mother won't blame me." Mu Qingjia laughed, "Cut it off."

Huo Wei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't see how he drew the sword, his black hair fell down, and the rest of his long hair hung between Mu Qingjia's buttocks, which was exactly the length of his previous life.

——Actually, Huo Weixing did this to hide his selfish intentions.His severed hairs were born in the years when they were separated from each other. He didn't exist in the life of his senior brother. He didn't watch them grow with his own eyes, and he didn't comb and put on his hair crown with his own hands.

This may be some kind of control desire in him.

Mu Qingjia struggled to reach her own hair, trying to move her fingers to tie it.When he tilted his head, he saw that his junior brother had cut off his hair and put it into the storage spirit jade naturally.

Huo Wei concealed his unease, and asked back, "Why?"

There is a saying, "When you get married as a husband and wife, there is no doubt about love. Life should come back, and death should remember each other forever."

In the mortal world, weddings are often referred to as wedding ceremony, and Mu Qingjia is not sure whether the younger brother knows this mortal custom and did it deliberately, or it is just a coincidence.

"No, nothing." He turned his face away, and started to stumble again.

Whenever I have to ask my junior for a section of hair.he thought secretly.

Mu Qingjia was in a daze when he suddenly felt that his junior brother was approaching him, and his warm breath fell on his cheeks and neck, making it itchy.

"Apply medicine." Huo Wei explained.

With a piece of jade-colored ointment on his fingertips, he gently applied it to the sword wound on the side of Mu Qingjia's neck.The wound had already healed, and there was no pain, only warmth and coolness.

"Why didn't you treat it at that time?" Huo Wei frowned, "It's been too long, and the scars are hard to get rid of."

Seeing the self-blame in the younger brother's eyes, Mu Qingjia comforted: "In fact, there is no need to get rid of this kind of trace. If you want to blame it, blame me for concealing my identity first."

"It can get rid of it." Huo Wei said stubbornly, "I will find the fairy grass for scar removal, and insist on using it."

"Well," Mu Qingjia smiled gently, "Listen to you."

Huo Wei put away the ointment, and the two looked at each other, breathing and smelling each other.Jianxiu leaned forward to kiss the corner of his lips first, but he didn't penetrate deeply, but just drank lightly around, provoking Mu Qingjia's breathing disorder.

He couldn't bear to lick the other's lips, but Huo Wei was unmoved, just lingering on the edge gently and cruelly, not giving him the pleasure he wanted.

Mu Qingjia asked "Huh?" in confusion, but Huo Wei said in a hoarse voice, "There is an elder here."

Seeing the blush on his face and reddish eyes, Mu Qingjia realized that the teasing just now was not provocative, but restraint, presumably the junior had held back for a long time.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't expect that the majestic and fearless sword cultivator would restrain his desire for this kind of thing.

By the way, Ah Wei just called the fox fairy "you".He would only use this kind of honorific title in front of Venerable Sword.

Presumably, Huo Wei respected Mu Qingjia so much because the fox fairy was similar to his mother.

Mu Qingjia was a little moved, and smiled while rubbing the other person's chin: "She's not here."

"That's what you said last time." Huo Wei meant something, slightly annoyed.

Thinking of that rainy night, Mu Qingjia coughed lightly, and said: "——This time it's true. The soul change is too exhausting, she went to sleep." After finishing speaking, she complained softly: "Why mention that at this time? It's a sight to behold."

Huo Wei snorted in a low voice, biting his lips.

Mu Qingjia frowned contentedly, and was a little out of breath from being kissed.

He vaguely thought in his mind that doing such things with his junior brother is quite tiring, but it can also be used to exercise his body.

Young people who are trying something new for the first time are the most irresistible temptations.Although they are not younger than teenagers, their minds are pure because of cultivating immortals, and the urge to be intimate with each other is only a lot more.

Also, they have hidden their feelings for each other for a long time. Once they come into contact with ordinary lust and desire, and experience the union of soul and body, they often indulge in it.

Huo Wei's enthusiasm is like wildfire, burning up all the people he loves.

He was too forgetful, his body gradually pressed down, Mu Qingjia couldn't bear his attack, his arm muscles weakened, and he fell to the ground.

It was only then that Huo Wei came to his senses, covered the back of his head with his hands, and lay down with him.

"I tried too hard." He apologized.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qingjia turned sideways, and was hugged by the other party's shoulders, "It's my weakness in hands and feet, and I don't know when it will be cured."

Although being "served" by his junior brother is quite emotional, he really doesn't like the appearance of being powerless.What's more, the Immortal League Grand Competition is coming soon, and the junior sister still needs their help.

There is not much time left for him. If he wants to nourish the meridians of the whole body with spiritual energy and quickly recover his physical strength, he still needs to practice diligently.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingjia finally rubbed against her side, intending to end the intimacy and start practicing.

He wanted to get up, but was stopped by someone again, and fell down again.

In his puzzled eyes, Huo Wei said: "If you want to recover quickly, there is another way."

"What?" Mu Qingjia listened attentively.

Huo Wei was silent for a long while before saying, "God's best friend."

He looked at it with thin lips tightly, and quickly added: "If you don't want to, forget it."

The so-called spiritual friendship is a method of dual cultivation that enhances one's state of mind and cultivation base through the fusion of spirit and soul and sharing of cultivation bases between Taoist couples.

Different from the general method of double cultivation, there is no need for physical entanglement, and only the soul and mind are invested.

Inviting monks to make friends with each other is tantamount to requesting membership.

Huo Weiwei looked hesitant to speak, as if he was annoyed at his embarrassment.He killed countless enemies in the battle, but he couldn't even express a single request frankly. He could only feel for the opponent's mind and stretch out tentacles tentatively.

Showing the beautiful butterfly wings to the one he loves and sending out the invitation to dance together has consumed his courage all his life.

Kingdie didn't get a response, its tentacles trembled slightly, and it was about to flap its wings and fly away soon.

His shoulders tensed with tension, and his heart pounded in his chest.

All these feelings were passed on to Mu Qingjia.

"Yes, of course I would." His voice trembled slightly, "How could I refuse."

He stretched out his finger and let the golden butterfly perch on it.

The magnificent butterfly wings elongated and swelled, casting a reassuring shadow and enveloping him within the wings.

"Don't regret it." Huo Wei said.

He said this as if it was dangerous to be with him.

But then Mu Qingjia realized that having a relationship with Huo Wei is indeed an extremely dangerous thing.

King Die tore off the camouflage, revealing the evil ghost Mingyan from the soul of the deceased under the elegant appearance.The long torment was crushed into powder, and the love burned wildly, turning into a monstrous flame wave, devouring the future.

The illusion of the soul can often show the truest heart.

Mu Qingjia had never seen such a Shura hell, and he was instinctively afraid.When he wanted to escape, he discovered that the tentacles of the golden butterfly had already entangled his limbs at some point.

The hot golden tentacles clung to his neck, and then gently rubbed against his ear.

That familiar movement reminded him of Huo Wei, so he stopped struggling at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingjia was submerged in the sea of ​​flames.

He has no way to escape, nowhere to hide, he can only accept the impact of the flame wave again and again, and use his gentle soul to try his best to accommodate those anger and sadness.

"Don't..." Mu Qingjia whispered softly.

But this time was different from usual, Huo Wei didn't stop because of his begging for mercy. Once the friendship started, it would continue until both parties were satisfied.

The scorching spiritual energy continuously washed over the meridians of Mu Qingjia's body, but at this moment he could no longer feel the pain from the expansion of the meridians in his body, all he knew and felt was the burning from the depths of his soul.

He gradually developed a certain illusion, as if his soul was panting in the fire, sweating out, and being dried in an instant.

"Wait, Ah Wei, I..."

Mu Qingjia groaned uncomfortably, and felt extreme pleasure from the pain.

Thousands of illusions appeared in his mind, all of which were the most important moments in Huo Wei's life, which were firmly engraved in his heart by the master of memory.

He saw too much of himself in that phantom, from different periods, with different expressions.

The illusion stayed at the beginning of his resurrection, and Huo Wei saw him stumbling into the courtyard from a distance, tripped, and bumped into his chest in a panic.

"Stupid." Huo Wei scoffed.

"I will never lose you again." He thought to himself.

He saw again that the blind man avoided him time and time again, rejecting the control and intimacy he inadvertently showed thousands of miles away, numb pain grew in his heart.

"It's good that he forgets me and hates me." He thought indifferently, "In this way, he won't be too sad when I leave."

Mu Qingjia wanted to touch Huo Wei like that, but he shattered the illusion like fishing for a moon in water.The other party's mind and soul converged as if frightened, and the phantom shattered into pieces.

Mu Qingjia covered her face and said in a hoarse voice: "Why don't I like you. I like you so much that I like you to death."

Only after he had really come into contact with the other party's complete spirit did he realize how wrong he had been.

Huo Wei, whom he saw every day, had already covered the spirit with a layer of painted skin, burying the raging fire at the bottom of the abyss.

He has missed those dark times full of gunpowder and fire, and those times when Huo Wei was heavily cut and left scars on his heart.

After a long time, the burning pain gradually dissipated, Mu Qingjia opened his eyes in confusion, and saw the satisfied and gentle faces of his junior and senior students very close up.

The silver-white hair spread out and intertwined with his black hair, no matter how difficult it was to untangle.

"After I go out, I will forget about all of this, right?" Huo Wei confirmed.

...It turns out that he knew it from the very beginning.Mu Qingjia thought about it, but was too tired to say a word.

Seeing that he was still half asleep and half awake, Huo Wei showed an expression that was almost loving, and said, "I've made you suffer."

"..."

When Mu Qingjia's soul was drowsy, he heard the other party speak in a hoarse voice.

"I would like to have spiritual friendship with you, not to improve my cultivation and restore my body." Huo Wei stared at him, "I... have a plan for you."

"Remember it well, don't forget it." He gently kissed his forehead, "Sweet dream."