I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Fu Weiyi walked towards Han Xijian.

His gaze was also fixed on his face.

Han Xijian couldn't help but want to back away. Why did Fu Weiyi look so scary at this time, and the air around him seemed to be thinner, and he couldn't breathe.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Fu Weiyi was close at hand, Han Xijian suddenly had stage fright, and pressed Fu Weiyi's shoulder with his palm. He couldn't use his spiritual power. The body with superior strength stopped because of his light block.

"What? You don't want to practice together anymore?" Fu Weiyi's voice could not hear any emotion, as if he was restraining something.

"No, it's not..." Han Xijian muttered softly, not daring to look at Fu Weiwei, and glanced around guiltily, "You said the time is very long, can, can it be shorter? You know my patience is not as good as yours, And after all, I am also an injured person, it is the first time to practice together, there is no need to rush for success, do you think..."

Han Xijian really still has a psychological burden on the matter of cultivation. Although Fu Weiwei said that he does not need to contribute, he must cooperate. Think about the intensity and time of Fu Weiwei's cultivation in the past. It was not Han Xi at all. Seeing that those who can bear it, even if they cooperate, they will probably die from exhaustion. Therefore, when Fu Weiyi said "it won't be over for a while", Han Xijian had a premonition that he was going to die.

He didn't know that he was entangled in whether he would not be able to bear it, in Fu Weiwei's eyes, it was like a fluffy lamb entangled in whether he would be unpalatable...

Fu Weiyi's breath suddenly landed on the top of Han Xijian's head, Han Xijian felt a tightness in his lower back, and was surrounded by stiff arms, his body involuntarily pressed against Fu Weiyi's, leaving no gap between them.

Han Xijian was taken aback, the scorching breath lingered in his ears, he raised his head in surprise, and looked at Fu Weiyi.

It was still the familiar upright face and reassuring upright appearance, but Fu Weiwei's eyes suddenly became deep, like the fragrant snow wood falling in the stream in the silent night, flowing to the bottom of the unknown deep stream, Fu Weiwei Her dark eyes are like the pool water under the deep stream. Every time Han Xi sees her passing by the pool, she is afraid of falling, but she is involuntarily attracted by the bottomless color, and wants to take the initiative to jump. go down.

This feeling of fear and inexplicable heartbeat seemed to form a net, tightly strangling Han Xijian's heart. He stared blankly at Fu Weiyi, his slightly raised lips trembled, and unconsciously Take a sip.

Fu Weiyi turned his head, the lines of his handsome profile were so clear in the dim light, just when Han Xijian thought he was going to kiss her, Fu Weiyi leaned over and hugged him.

Han Xijian felt her body jump into the air suddenly, and was so frightened that she hurriedly hugged Fu Weiwei's neck.

Then, Fu Weiyi took a step, placed him between the mattresses, leaned over, propped one hand between Han Xijian's scattered black hair, and gently rubbed his ears with his thumb knuckles.

Seeing that Han Xi was completely bewildered by Fu Weiyi's series of bold actions, he felt like a deer bumped into him, and kept telling himself that it was impossible, and that only by practicing together, Fu Weiwei would not create a double-cultivation object that would hinder him. There must be some misunderstanding, yes, Fu Weiyi's proposal of "practicing together" must not be dual cultivation, but simply practicing together with brothers and sisters, helping to open up the meridians... You must never show embarrassing reactions, Han Xijian kept telling herself , but one thought after another couldn't be restrained in his mind, why can't he practice elsewhere, but must be on the bed?Why are you so close to him, looking at him so intently, and touching his ears?

Ahhhhhhh that must be Fu's only subconscious action, it doesn't explain anything at all!In short, resolutely don't show weird expressions.

Han Xijian's head seemed to be stuffed with heated cotton, and he had lost the ability to think, so much so that he completely forgot that the little soul fragment between his eyebrows fully exposed his emotional ups and downs.

Fu Weiyi stared at Han Xijian's face.

That bit of vermilion, against the white skin, is even more moving.

It was an imprint branded to protect him, and he engraved it in his heart. Han Xijian's soul fragments were as clear and pure as his soul itself.

Fu Weiyi lowered his head, settled his mind, and told himself that the most important thing at this time was to help Han Xijian practice, survive the catastrophe of breaking the realm safely, and reach the Nascent Soul Stage as soon as possible.

He took off his coat first, then unbuttoned his middle coat, rubbed his arms a little, then took off his coat and threw it at the foot of the bed without looking at it.

This series of actions scared Han Xijian almost out of his body. He even wondered if he had hurt his brain, so he had hallucinations, or he was still seriously injured. At this moment, Fu Weiwei took off his clothes and went to bed. illusion? !

Fu Weiwei came to the top of Han Xijian again, his heroic and muscular body blocked the surrounding air tightly, and the shadow completely enveloped Han Xijian, Han Xijian only felt his eyes darken, and saw the terrifying body of Ti Xiu , Why is Fu Weiyi okay when he is wearing clothes, but it is so scary after taking them off? How did he get so wide? No... The point is, why did Fu Weiyi take off his clothes? ?

Things have developed to this point, no matter how much Han Xijian comforts himself, he can't find a reason to explain that Fu Weiyi's so-called practicing together is not dual cultivation, but other healthy exercises to develop the friendship between teachers and brothers.

"You, you, why are you taking off your clothes??" Han Xijian looked away, and he was putting too much pressure on Fu Weiyi's chest.

Seeing that the cinnabar mole on the forehead of the subordinate was about to glow red, Fu Weiyi actually felt a subtle sense of joy in his heart. It turns out that it is such an interesting thing to feel his own influence on Han Xijian. If this influence can be deepened , maybe things will get more interesting.

"You have to take it off too." Fu Weiwei said in a low voice, watching Han Xijian's expression while talking, "This kind of cultivation method requires the two big acupoints of Dantian and Shanzhong to be close together, and the spiritual power can be directly transferred without passing through other meridians. into your body."

"Ah? No!" Han Xijian covered her face, feeling ostrich, "That's too weird, right?"

Dantian is three inches below the navel, and Tanzhong is in the middle of the chest. Is this, this, this really a healthy exercise that can be done between brothers and sisters? ?

Han Xijian felt that the injury to her head must be deep to hear Fu Weiwei say such words.

"You disagree?" Fu Weiwei's palm rested on Han Xijian's belt.

"Where did you see this kind of cultivation method? It's too strange, no, you read it right, right?" Han Xijian panicked.

"Are you questioning me?" Fu Weiyi's voice was slightly displeased, and with a slight wrong finger, the belt buckle of the bathrobe was undone, and the baggy bathrobe fell apart, revealing the white and tender body inside.

"Ah, no." Han Xijian's voice was full of tears, but his arms were only covering his face, and he didn't care whether the door was wide open below his neck.

Fu Weiyi waited for a while, but he didn't see him making any other moves. He secretly said "offended", then bent down, pressed the white and tender lamb, and circulated his spiritual power for 360 small cycles.

Han Xijian found that what she was worried about had really come true.

He couldn't use his spiritual power, so he could only passively follow Fu Weiyi's rhythm. Without the protection of his body, he had no ability to resist. Ren Fu Weiyi used his spiritual power over and over again.

After all, it was the first time for him to let other people's spiritual power enter his body, and his meridians could not adapt to the strange and strong earth-type spiritual power, and the soil is the nemesis of water. , He didn't even give him time to breathe, and forcibly occupied his sea of ​​breath.

"No, no more..." Han Xijian forgot to cover his face, and tried to push Fu Weiyi away with both hands. Although he knew it was impossible, at least, Fu Weiyi would stop because of his refusal before.

However, the previous Fu Weiyi is not the same person as the current Fu Weiyi.

Before, he was a silent and obedient junior, but now he is a powerful and violent beast, and he will not stop at all when Han Xi sees this tickling refusal.

At the end, Han Xi saw that the last layer of defense between him and Fu Weiyi had also been opened. When the inner mansion was penetrated deeply, a white light burst in front of his eyes, and then poured into the sweat-soaked room. Between the mattress, I closed my eyes exhaustedly.He felt something warm on his forehead, warm and soft, like a kiss, and when his consciousness was gradually withdrawn, he felt the hot kiss on his forehead.

The soul fragments left outside the body resonated with the soul for an instant, and Han Xijian felt a tingling sensation rising from his chest, tightening his throat, and his body trembled involuntarily, as if a thread deep in his soul had been pulled When it was moved, even the limbs were itchy and numb.

How can... be so cool?

I do not know how long it has been.

When Han Xijian woke up from a dreamless sleep, he felt light, dry and fluffy all over his body. He hadn't had such a comfortable sleep for a long time.

Nothing to think about, nothing to worry about.

Because, there will be someone who will stand in his way.

This unreasonable reassurance made Han Xijian even wonder for a moment, why did he have this illusion?

It seems... It's not an illusion.

He turned his face and saw a person sitting on the side with a medicine bowl in one hand and a book in the other.

Fu Weiyi was wearing clothes at the moment. Really, when he was wearing clothes, he couldn't see that the muscles of his upper body were so terrible, it was just that his shoulders were a little wider.

And when he was naked...

Han Xijian buried her head in the quilt.

God, what the hell happened?Who can tell him what happened last night? ?Why hasn't he woke up from this crazy dream, why can he continue to have the second half of the dream?When I woke up afterwards, my body was washed clean, and when I looked up, I saw the person from last night.

too crazy!

Han Xijian tried to cover herself to death with the quilt.

In the darkness, an idea came into his head uncontrollably.

But... a little cool.