Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

This method is too unskilled for the monks. The monks use spiritual power to fight, and the level of hand-to-hand combat is too low.

This shows that Xie Jingyan can no longer think.

Yan Shuo laughed triumphantly.

Xie Jingyan's reaction aroused the evil in his heart and his innate determination.He was unscrupulous to others, and he was extremely vicious to himself. He simply exhausted his spiritual power without any resistance, his throat was pinched with the smell of blood, and the oxygen in his chest was exhausted.

On the verge of death, there was an indescribable excitement, a burst of intense tingling pleasure shot through his limbs, his pupils began to slacken, and his eyes turned white, but he went straight to find Jingyan's eyes, viciously Squeeze a smile at Xie Jingyan.

The trachea may have been crushed, blood steamed in his throat, Yan Shuo's voice was hoarse and dark, and he said endlessly: "You are reluctant to kill me——There is a way—it can make me more painful than death, you—— - Do you want to - try? Xie Yi."

Xie Yi - his name is Xie Jingyan.

"Xie Yi—do you dare to try?"

His pupils dilated dangerously, and with the last bit of strength, he stretched out his hand to support Xie Jingyan's lower back, and lifted his leg weakly to hook Xie Jingyan's ankle.

Physical contact conveyed the blazing heat unique to a 19-year-old boy. Yan Shuo trembled and groaned unconsciously. He called out, "Xie Yi."

"Xie Yi."

He tried his best to call Xie Jingyan's name.

At some point, his neck was loosened, and he instinctively opened his mouth to breathe, but the air didn't flow in. His mouth was sealed up arbitrarily, and the sweet tongue of the boy he dreamed of invaded in.

The intensity of tyranny, the strength of punishment.

The lack of oxygen and the intense pleasure of dying, he stepped on the gate of hell and was about to suffocate.

The pain is magnified countless times, and the pleasure is also magnified accordingly. Yan Shuo is desperate, but he doesn't use his spiritual power, like a general putting down a weapon, like a soldier taking off his armor, he controls all desires with his ordinary body, excitedly Kiss back.

To snatch the itch from Xie Jingyan's young body, to taste the pure and clean soul.

Even to the death, you have to be entangled.

He is like a trapped beast, fighting, fighting, and torturing in the dark—living to death. This process is long and struggling, and it is indeed more painful than death.

But it is happier than being numb!

The meager air in Xie Jingyan's mouth became Yan Shuo's life-saving straw, and Yan Shuo's five fingers groped impatiently on Xie Jingyan's body, trying to grab something.

However, it may be that Xie Jingyan really hates him, every time he puts his hand into Xie Jingyan's clothes, he is caught viciously.

Yan Shuo laughed maniacally, and he unbuttoned his own clothes instead. Xie Jingyan really had a reason to dislike his official uniform, the belt was cumbersome and troublesome.Fortunately, he was very familiar with it, so he untied all of them smoothly. He couldn't wait to take off his clothes, so he tore open the front and pulled the clothes inside and out from his shoulders.

The cold dew season in the north has passed, and it was cold in the morning, and his exposed shoulders shivered suddenly, but Yan Shuo didn't feel the cold.

His back was leaning against the cold and hard rock wall, the morning sun was getting brighter, and the light hit him, and his pale skin became the brightest part of the entire cliff.

As if sucking out the sunlight of dawn.

Xie Jingyan was dazzled by the sudden naked body, and let go of Yan Shuo a little.

The itching that came in when he let go gave Yan Shuo great strength, he pulled off his belt, pulled it hard, and all the clothes fell off.

He stared fiercely at Xie Jingyan frantically and bluntly.

And embrace Xie Jingyan.

Xie Jingyan seemed to have come back to his senses, pushed his shoulders, and pressed him fiercely against the rock wall.

Yan Shuo couldn't move his shoulders, but he had to do something right now.

He raised his hand stiffly, untied his hair, and threw the golden crown of the Chang'an ambassador under the cliff without hesitation. The golden crown hit the cliff, making a series of sharp and unpleasant sounds.

The scene of him abandoning the golden crown finally made Xie Jingyan's eyes rippling, just like the last time when the hair was cut off by the river, he threw the crown representing Wusha into the long river, and Xie Jingyan was finally willing to look at him.

Yan Shuo half-closed his eyes, and shook his hair loose. A few strands of black hair, which were obviously short, were too short to reach the back shoulders, and slid helplessly to the side of his face.

This series of pictures finally seemed to cut off a certain nerve in understanding Jingyan, and Xie Jingyan's hands loosened.

Yan Shuo took advantage of the situation and hugged him.

He murmured enthusiastically: "Xie Yi, don't you want to?"

"Don't you want to do whatever you want to me, and fuck me until I can't do bad things anymore?"

"Just like Zhuoyu Jun forced to marry your little senior brother, you want me."

The young cheetah violently and sharply bit the prey's Adam's apple, and the sweet blood spread from under the teeth.

Xie Jingyan was not gentle, and his actions were even cruel. He didn't even take off his sword, and his upper body was fully dressed.

Faced with Xie Jingyan who refused to take off his clothes, Yan Shuo, who was naked, didn't feel humiliated at all. He straightened up frantically to untie Jingyan's belt, but was twisted away with one hand. Unaware of the disgusting movement, he stretched his neck to reach Xie Jingyan's lips.

However, Xie Jingyan refused to kiss him anymore. He was pressed vigorously against the mountain wall by Xie Jingyan, and his back was scraped by the cold and sharp rock wall to get blood, a blurred sticky wetness mixed with hotness the pain.

Yan Shuo groaned in pain, his eye sockets were rosy, as if he was crying in pain, but also as if he had painted his eyes.

He just stared at Xie Jingyan unscrupulously with eyes full of longing and lust.

With Yan Shuo's old ways, Xie Jingyan's youthful struggles and impulses are clear to him at a glance.

If Xie Jingyan was not so innocent, not so young, and not so jealous, maybe Xie Jingyan would be like everyone else, and would not bother to look at him more.

People who don't want to look at him more are not worthy of seeing more of Yan Shihuan's insides.

At this time, Yan Shuo seemed to have taken off the tiger skin that had been calculated by age, and was only holding a naked desire, a desire without hypocrisy.

This confrontation of eyes seemed very short, but at the same time seemed very long, finally at a certain moment, his hands were twisted backwards, he turned over, and his chest was pressed against the rock wall.

This pose, followed by a moment of silence and stiffness.

Yan Shuo could feel that pair of young and sharp gazes resting on the scratch on his back, that gaze excited him more than any movement.

Some people are more excited about pain at a certain moment, Yan Shuo is such a person.The scratches on the chest and back, the colic pain from the rough twisting of the hands, the body that had been depleted of spiritual power clearly felt those pains, and when some kind of penetrating pain overwhelmed those pains, Yan Shuo suddenly didn't feel the pain.

He felt the warmth of the morning sun and the warmth of the young man's body, and he suddenly remembered something about himself when he was 19 years old.

In fact, there are already arrangements in the cave, which will be more convenient.However, it seemed that Xie Jingyan didn't intend to enter the dark cave, and Yan Shuo didn't want to enter it at the moment either. He felt that the sunshine on his body was very comfortable, and he suddenly wanted to ask a question: "Xie Yi, you actually like to be in broad daylight?" What are you going to do next?"

When Hang Che and He Yan returned to Hang's house, it was already daybreak.

He Yan entered the main house at dusk of the moon, fell asleep on the bed.

When I woke up, it was almost noon.

There was only the white dragon horse in the yard, Hang Che was not there, and neither was Xie Jingyan.

He Yan sat on the steps and waited for a while, but before the two came, she heard Hang Pu knocking on the door outside the small courtyard and said softly: "Xiao Tianjun, are you up?"

He Yan responded, "Get up, come in."

Hang Pu said: "There is a new ban on the dusk of the moon, outsiders are not allowed to enter, Xiao Tianjun, can you open the door to get some food?"

He Yan opened the door and said, "What's wrong with your family Zhuo Yujun? If you're good, you won't let anyone in? Am I not human?"

Hang Pu whispered: "You are not an outsider..."

He Yan: "...Where are people, where did they go?"

Hang Pu faltered and said: "They are all persuading the school, I will come and deliver the food first."

He Yan laughed and said, "What did you six sons do wrong, and you want to be punished?"

Hang Pu looked around and said in a low voice, "No, we are guarding the gate and we cannot let others in. Lord Zhuoyu is inside."

He Yan: "What is Hang Che doing inside? Who should be punished?"

Hang Pu said blushingly, "Jun Zhuoyu is receiving the punishment."

He Yan was surprised: "Who dares to punish Zhuoyu, Lord Chunxin? What is the punishment?"

Hang Pu swallowed, omitting the question of who would dare to punish Zhuo Yujun, and only answered the second half of the question: "Punish the face of the wall..."

He Yan laughed, but Hang Che actually took it seriously.

But the six sons, including Hang Pu, were speechless in their hearts - Zhuo Yujun of their family had never been punished since he was a child, and there was no record of Hang Che in the "Thinking Book". Down, it's almost impossible.

But such a perfect record was about to be broken - the six sons of the Hang family collapsed at that time.

The six sons had been by Hang Che's side for a long time, and were infected with a Virgo's faults. Zhuoyu Jun who was punished didn't say anything. When he was his wife, he couldn't accept Zhuo Yujun's "fear of internal affairs" even more.

Such a thing should not happen to Zhuo Yujun!

So the six sons agreed to keep the Quanxuetang, not to be seen by other children, and absolutely not to affect Zhuoyujun's tall and holy image.

Unexpectedly, after Zhuo Yujun finished facing the wall, he himself made a note in the Quan Xuetang's "Thoughts Book" - "September [-]th, Hang Che, violated his wife's instruction, face the wall for half a day."

Since then, Zhuo Yujun became the first head of the Hang family to be punished by his wife, to be precise, the first man of the Hang family to be punished by his wife.

Later, the "Thoughts Book" written by Lord Zhuoyu himself was repeatedly looked up by the children of the Hang family. Because of the wide attention, the incident of "Jun Zhuoyu punishing his wife" was recorded in the family history and became a book for younger generations to read. A passage that I like to recite most in family history, these are all later.

He Yan entered the persuasion school and saw Hang Che facing the wall. He originally wanted to make fun of him, but when he moved his footsteps, his eyes stopped on a certain Hang Che's solemn silhouette. He turned his words around, faded his smile, and walked out of the door in silence. outside.

He walked around outside Quanxue Hall twice, looking a little dazed at everything, staring blankly at Liu Zi's upright standing posture, and compared it to the picture of Hang Che standing upright against the wall just now.

They are all produced by the Hang family, and there are still subtle differences. Those differences are compared and staggered frame by frame in his eyes like a computer comparing pictures.

The staggered part, drilled into the depths of memory, the side of Hang Che being punished to stand coincided with a certain picture in another time and space.

Lin Yun, who is impeccably excellent, has actually been punished.

In front of all the teachers and students of the school, he was punished to stand on the rostrum for half a day.

That was probably the only blemish in Lin Yun's exquisite life. Speaking of it, the cause was him again. He was like a villain who specially created stains and unhappiness for Lin Yun, adding flaws to Lin Yun's perfect file.

That year, Lin Yun had been in the Liang family for two years and was 16 years old.

Liang Yao is also 16 years old.

The two of them had the same birthday, and Liang Yao had slandered him. Mr. Liang Zhiyuan was so superstitious in choosing his adopted son, he even superstitiously read the birth date, and chose a baby who was born on the same day as his own son.If Mr. Liang hadn't raised Lin Yun more affectionately than his own son later, Liang Yao would almost have thought that Liang always loved him too much as his own son to choose Lin Yun.

At that time, Liang Yao, who was 16 years old, was still in the first year of high school with his peers, and Lin Yun had already skipped a grade to the third year of high school.

When Mr. Liang Zhiyuan was at home, they would pretend to have had breakfast together. Brothers and friends went out to school, Liang Yao immediately turned his face and took a long way to go, and he didn't want to stay with Lin Yun for a moment.

And most of the time, Mr. Liang Zhiyuan is not at home, so Liang Yao and Lin Yun eat their own food and go to their own schools. The nearest road to school, during the year they were in the same high school, an unimaginable achievement came true. The number of trips together has reached single digits, and the only few trips are still far apart in tandem.

Really able to walk that road together, He Yan scratched her head and tried her best to calculate, after rounding up, she barely counted once.

That time...the two were still covered in blood and ignored each other.

It was what happened that time that Lin Yun was punished to stand in public.