I bent the devil

sleep.No.with.

Gu Jiu opened his eyes wide and stared at the top of the carriage. Every so often, there would be a very regular sound of his feet rubbing against the weeds. You can clearly hear the crackling sound of dry firewood in the pile.

...Sure enough, I slept too much during the day.

Gu Baba focused on making a blank expression.

——"Can't sleep?" Song Qingyi's voice came from next to him quietly and clearly, without even a trace of drowsiness.It is estimated that he did not sleep as much as himself.

"Woke you up?" Gu Jiu tilted his head slightly, trying to see Song Qingyi who was sleeping next to him at a little distance from him in the dark, but he didn't know that he was slightly opening his eyes and searching in the dark. It clearly fell into the eyes of the people around.

Moyu-like eyes rolled over him for a while, and then a somewhat vague but very sexy 'hmm' sound came out from his throat with unknown meaning.People who practice martial arts will not completely let go of their defenses even if they are asleep, especially when it is this kind of outdoor time.Generally very light sleepers.

With his current internal strength, he can fully perceive that his surroundings seem to have entered a deep sleep dream, but his breathing is exceptionally slow and light.Proving that everything else is actually the same as him, Qianmian is vigilant.If you want to say that you really slept well, it must be all kinds of teenagers running wild along the road during the day, right?

Even though he practiced martial arts since he was a child, he maintained basic vigilance by reflex, but because of lack of experience and inexperience, he slept more soundly than adults.

This kind of happiness because you know that you will be protected by others, even if there is danger, someone will stand in front of you, it is really enviable.

Song Qingyi smiled silently in the darkness, the meaning was unknown.But when his eyes turned to the people around him, he relaxed again.

…When I was young, I also had a hug in my hand, which made him not afraid of anything, and felt that as long as he was by his side, he would feel at home everywhere.

It's just that this kind of happiness is too short-lived, just like putting it in the mouth, the taste buds just touch the surface of the sugar ball, and the consciousness of sweetness is taken away before it reaches the brain.

However, even so, the "sweetness" that I almost thought was just an illusion became the only comfort and warmth in the next ten years.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyi couldn't help stretching out his hand to hold the hand of the person around him in the dark, and said softly. "...can't sleep, why don't you go out for a walk?"

Gu thought for a while, and felt that lying down like this was quite boring, and after making sure that walking like this would not make it difficult for Song Qingyi, he got up.

Both of them slept with their clothes on, and only took off the outermost robes, there was nothing to take care of at all.Just put on your shoes, put on your robe and you're done.

After getting off the carriage and saying hello to the patrolling guards, Song Qingyi and Gu Jiu walked slowly towards the woods as if they were taking a walk after dinner.

After walking through the woods, there is a shallow stream. Although the water is not deep, it is still about one foot wide.But there are a few big rocks in the middle, so it is quite easy for ordinary people to go there.

And for martial arts practitioners, it's even less of a problem.Not to mention Song Yi, Song Qingyi, etc., not even Song Zhishang, just say that those young people can easily jump and fly past.

Such things as lightness kung fu are really necessary for being handsome.

Gu Jiu looked at the width of the creek and thought enviously.

Immediately, I couldn't help lowering my head and staring at the 'certain ornament' on my left wrist, what use is it to you!

Gu Baba: San Convex

"It's quiet here." Song Qingyi looked around and smiled.

Gu Mou nodded, and found that it was quite quiet, not even insects and birds chirping.But when I looked around, I saw a little white thing on the stream and the shore. I squinted and looked a little closer, but found a dozen small fishes the size of a knuckle.I don't know how long it has been dead and floating on the shore.

Reminiscent of those teenagers laughing and playing here earlier, Gu Jiu almost knew what was going on.Then he frowned slightly, a little disgusted.

Not killing for food, only two creatures he knew of.People, ... and cats.

So for cats, Gu Jiu prefers dogs.

When it comes to cats, Song Zhishang, who has eyes remarkably similar to cats, comes to mind inexplicably.Gu Jiu hurriedly threw this little pervert out of his mind.

Gu Jiu looked at the disgusted frowning expressions of those dead fish, and was carefully watched by Song Qingyi who was standing beside him. Although he had seen it as early as when he came, he just knew that with Gu Jiu's normal eyesight, he would not pay attention. Talking, but unexpectedly being seen clearly by Gu Jiu.

Originally, I wanted to take Gu Jiu to relax and go back with a relaxed mood, which was also destroyed.

——"Sometimes, do you think, just leave?"

A quiet voice came from the side, causing Gu Jiu to look away from the dead fish and look at Song Qingyi beside him, slightly puzzled. "……What?"

"...Everything around me doesn't seem to be very kind and beautiful." Song Qingyi's tone was gentle, and his expression was obscured by the darkness around him, forming a very protective look.He slowly stretched out his left hand and held Gu Jiu's right hand, a little cautiously, "...Sometimes, do you have the idea of ​​just leaving and forgetting?"

"Yes." The answer without hesitation made Song Qingyi shake Gu Jiu's hand slightly.

He couldn't see the bloody aura surging violently in the young man's black jade-like eyes at this moment.I only noticed that Song Qingyi was silent for a long time, and then continued to speak slowly, and the still gentle tone came from the darkness, even the hand holding his wrist was just holding it in vain, "...Is that so— —”

"Actually, I already have the ability to protect myself." Song Qingyi said to Gu Jiu in a gentle and rational tone in the dark, "If you want to leave now, I can let you go immediately."

As he said so, his hand didn't intend to leave Gu Jiu's wrist at all.Like a delicate vine, it seems to be loosely wrapped around the tree, but when you really want to pull it apart, you find it completely impossible.

Gu Jiu looked strangely at Song Qingyi who was very close to him, but because of the darkness, he could only vaguely see a silhouette. It was a bit strange. "Why should I leave?"

Song Qingyi stared at the young man in front of him who was already a little shorter than himself, with obvious confusion on his face.Throat a little dry and unbearable.

But he listened very carefully to what the other party said.Yu stared at Gu Jiu in the dark, looked at him.

"Don't worry." The young man smiled slightly, different from the smile he always pretended to be gentle, with warmth and cleanliness, stretched out the hand that was not held by him, trying to pat him on the head, but I can't find my way.Song Qingyi took a slight step forward and let his hands fall on his face.

The touch between the palms made Gu Baba stunned for a moment.Originally...he wanted to pat Tsing Yi's head like he did when he was a child, but he didn't expect to touch his face instead.

Hmm...it's actually taller than me...

Gu Baba once again gave birth to a feeling of "my little piglet has grown up to be able to go to the age of other people's cabbages~", for a while, he didn't notice that Song Qingyi, who was originally slightly tilted his head against his palm, turned slightly to the side. head, and dropped a kiss on his palm.He closed his eyes slightly in the dark, with a pious and docile expression.

Like a tamed beast.

But immediately, those slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and Mo Yu's eyes, which had shown a submissive side in front of Gu Jiu, became cold and hard in an instant. Leaving, turned to look behind a certain tree across the creek.

cold voice.

—— "How long do you plan to watch?"

The calm tone, but mixed with a fierce internal force rushed away.

However, it was easily and silently resolved by the people in the darkness by turning the wide sleeves.

The internal strength is profound and exquisite, among the people Song Qingyi knows now, except for Song Yi, almost no one can match it.

"Come out." But even so, Song Qingyi wasn't worried at all, he just took a slight step forward, keeping Gu Mou behind, and looked at the place with a deep voice.

Now I am not the Song Qingyi who knew no martial arts at all, besides, not far behind is where the people in the Songjiabao are. As long as I yell at me, it is enough to attract everyone's attention, and at most I risk serious injuries , You can also protect the people behind you before everyone arrives.

Therefore, the other party should have no malice, or in other words, would not do anything in such a place.

There was a slight rustling of clothes.Today's sky is bright with stars, but there is no moon, which is covered by thick clouds and disappears. But at this moment, it gradually appears from the clouds, and the bright and cold moonlight shines down.

It was like coming out on a special trip to give that person light.

As the moonlight slowly slanted under the tree, Gu Jiu's eyes also slowly opened wide.First, a little bit of wide and wide sleeves, and then the visitor slowly turned out from behind the tree, silently, gracefully and calmly.

Under the moonlight, with silver-white hair, handsome eyebrows, and luxurious temperament, he is still wearing a luxurious robe and wide sleeves dressed as a Confucian scholar, a romantic and elegant nobleman, with a little smile just like this, Xiaoxi looked at Song Qingyi and Gu Jiu.

Open your mouth slowly. "Sorry, I'm just curious about the appearance of the old man's son, so let's take a look." The tone was soft, and he knew that the person in front of him was not young, but he couldn't guess the correct age. Come down calmly, and indifferently.

Gu Jiu blinked, watched him focus more on Song Qingyi, and then spoke slowly again.

"Speaking of which, you are really more like my kind."

Gu Jiu's eyebrows twitched inexplicably.

The person opposite smiled, with a hint of madness in his indifference.

"Although I'm sure you're not, I don't mind having an extra son." She tilted her head slightly with a smile, "Then, do you want to come with me?"

"Little Tsing Yi?"

The owner of the Falling Heaven Palace—Yin Yipeng.