Changfeng crosses Baishi

It broke up again.

It was rare for Xiao Heyan to show such intense anger in front of Xiao Baishi. At this moment, there was a loud noise, and the table was broken in two, and the wine glasses and food plates were all spilled on the floor.

The whole scene was silent in the debris, Xie Yulin was the first to react, and tidied up the mess, pretending to be calm as if nothing had happened.

The rest remained silent until Xiao Heyan left the scene angrily.

The situation was stalemate for a while, and a few bold disciples started talking in low voices, and their eyes fell on Ying Changfeng.Xiao Baishi also suffered, hearing them talking about Ying Changfeng, he couldn't help frowning and stood up.

"Let's go!" Xiao Baishi stretched out his hand to respond to Chang Feng, "Don't listen to their whining here."

Ying Changfeng didn't move, he looked up at Xiao Baishi carefully.

He is always very happy on weekdays, but now he is impatient because of the dispute just now, a little bit of anger is like two clusters of sparks flickering in his eyes.Xiao Baishi's emotions are very clear, his emotions and anger are clear, Ying Changfeng doesn't want to make it too difficult for him in front of his fellow disciples.

Ying Changfeng whispered "En", stood up, but waved away Xiao Baishi's hand that wanted to shake him without any trace, ignored his surprise, gathered his robe, and walked slowly.

Xiao Baishi quickly caught up with him: "Are you unhappy?"

Ying Changfeng shook his head, and glanced back at the training ground.The banquet broke up before it started, and a few malicious eyes looked at him and Xiao Baishi, which made him very uncomfortable.

He has always regarded the world as nothing, and he doesn't care what others think of him. Now because of Xiao Baishi, he inexplicably wants to protect him a little bit—even if he can't protect anything else, he should not be stared at by these eyes.If it were Ying Changfeng from before, he might have drawn his sword with concentration and told them all to shut up.

Thinking of this, Ying Changfeng sighed indistinctly, feeling incompetent for the first time in seven years.

There is a narrow mountain road, this place is still far away from Lanzhu Festival, Ying Changfeng walked back and forth at least half an hour, he walked in front, Xiao Baishi followed step by step.

Realizing that Ying Changfeng was lost in his conversation with Xiao Heyan, Xiao Baishi didn't bother him, and it was rare that he didn't take the initiative to talk to him about something, so he just caught up with him.

Halfway through the journey, the sky gradually darkened.

The fireflies rose as always, climbing among the treetops and grass blades, illuminating the mountain trails.Xiao Baishi has been used to this kind of light since he was a child, but the last time he set up a bonfire with Ying Changfeng in the mountain temple, he felt uneasy when he saw the fluorescent light. He even thought: Why doesn't Cuiwei Mountain use an open fire?

He had never asked Xiao Heyan before, when he thought of it, he couldn't help asking, as if talking to himself.

Ying Changfeng turned his head and answered him unexpectedly: "It is not easy to catch fire in the shade of Lingshan, and the five elements restrain each other. If you use it rashly, it may cause the feng shui of Cuiwei Mountain to change."

"Then it will take a big fire, right?" Xiao Baishi trotted two steps parallel to him, and seeing Ying Changfeng nodded, he asked again, "What do you mean by "Strange Records of Mountains and Seas" just now? What does the mountain have to do with it?"

Ying Changfeng paused for a moment, then said in a daze, "I don't understand."

Xiao Baishi: "Huh?"

"Your question." Ying Changfeng frowned slightly, completely unmoved by Xiao Heyan's anger, and only stuck in his own thinking, "It stands to reason that Cuiwei Mountain is so close to the East China Sea, Hualing Lake and the people who suppressed Qinglong The sky-replenishing stone pillars are all at the bottom of the East China Sea, and these two things will absorb a lot of spiritual power within a radius of five hundred miles, so how can there be such a spiritual mountain as Cuiwei Mountain?"

In the beginning, the world was as chaotic as a chicken, and Pan Gu was born in it.

Eight thousand years old, the heaven and the earth will be opened up, the sun will become the sky, and the turbidity will become the earth. *

After Pangu's death, his limbs became the four poles of south, east, north and west, and his bones and blood turned into mountains and rivers... So far, between heaven and earth, within [-] li, yin and yang coordinate with each other and turn around, creating the earliest source of spiritual power.And among the four poles, each of them gave birth to a spirit pool, connecting the spiritual power of the entire land.

If there is a change in Hualingchi, the color of the world will change.

So spiritual power can almost be said to be eternally conserved, one ebbs and another, and there is no such thing as two spiritual mountains in close proximity—if Hualingchi is in the East China Sea, then why is there Cuiwei in the southeast?

Xiao Baishi hadn't thought about it before, but now he knew it, and quickly remembered the time they left the mountain gate.

The enchantment sealed all the spiritual power tightly, and outside, there was an indescribable evil in the rainy sky outside, among the shadows of the trees, as if monsters and monsters would appear at any time.

The mountain and the mountain are like two worlds.

Cuiwei Mountain is like a pure land surrounded by evil spirits, isolated from the world.

But beside him, Ying Changfeng was thinking: Is the secret of Cuiwei Mountain that Master said related to this?

But if Qinglong has really become a ferocious beast and is suppressed, Cuiwei Mountain may be the key to sealing it.That being the case, Cuiwei Mountain should have been allowed to continue to be isolated from the world without anyone noticing it. Qingxiao Cave Mansion did not plaster the entire mountain range with talismans here, obviously leaving room for it.

Then why did Yue Bichuan insist on taking Cuiwei Mountain into his pocket?What does he want to do?

Xiao Heyan's words filled his mind inappropriately.

"Grandmaster Qingxindao wants to win the world? Sword cultivator has a lot of desires, and ambition is not a good thing..."

Will it become a prophecy?

An ominous omen, Ying Changfeng thought, but his hand was touched cautiously.

Xiao Baishi's brows were full of worry: "You look so bad, did my father just say—"

"That's all." Ying Changfeng turned around and pulled Xiao Baishi's sleeve naturally, "I don't want to think about it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and when the truth comes out, I won't be entangled."

Xiao Baishi was still worried, he nodded and called his name again.

Ying Changfeng lowered his eyes and tugged at him, and the shadows of the two immediately overlapped in the light from fireflies all over the place.

He was held by Ying Changfeng, and when he was leaning against him, he heard Ying Changfeng say: "You actually protected me in front of your father today, Baishi..." He seemed to sigh and added with a smile, "I'm very happy .”

Xiao Baishi said "Hey", he hadn't fully recovered yet, "Why did you say this all of a sudden" was stuck in his throat, Ying Changfeng bowed his head, and kissed him amidst the swaying fragrance of flowers.

The fruity fragrance was still on his lips and teeth, Xiao Baishi couldn't help closing his eyes, feeling that Ying Changfeng had come in to entangle him.

They kissed tenderly, accompanied by light sucking and biting from time to time, a bit of pain was especially clear in the exchange of lingering breaths, and it also made people feel that this kiss was not a virtual dream, but a real existence.

Xiao Baishi's breathing was a little bit short, he let out a small muffled hum from his throat, and grabbed Ying Changfeng's wrist tightly.Ying Changfeng thought he was going to break free, so he changed from holding hands to half hugging his back. He raised his head thirstily, and let go only when Ying Changfeng kissed him until his lips were slightly numb.

Before that, it was still a small fight. For some reason, maybe Xiao Heyan had been flirting in front of Xiao Heyan for too long just now, and Xiao Baishi didn't want to think about whether his father knew or cared.

He had nothing to do with Ying Changfeng. Ying Changfeng didn't say whether he wanted to be a secret lover with him. Ying Changfeng didn't even say "like" to him, but he never was thrown grapes or kissed. Happiness and satisfaction can be found in it.

"...you don't want to go back to Lanzhu tonight, there is nothing there... This side is closer to the trace in the cloud." Xiao Baishi muttered, blushing and making a request.

Ying Changfeng didn't directly say yes or no, he clung to Xiao Baishi's hand, raised it to his lips, and touched one of Xiao Baishi's palm lines with his lips affectionately.

Xiao Baishi couldn't bear it, the memory of having sex with him in the wind and rain that night came back, he hugged Ying Changfeng, and he didn't know what to do to call his name several times: "Let's go back, let's dream together."

Ying Changfeng brushed a strand of his loose long hair, and answered him softly: "Okay."

It wasn't Ying Changfeng's first time to stay overnight in Yunzhongji, but Xiao Baishi was still busy.

At first they slept separately, he remembered that Ying Changfeng was obsessed with cleanliness, he probably didn't want to squeeze in with him, so today he agreed, even if he just shared the bed with Xiao Baishi, he didn't want to make him feel any uncomfortable.

The cardinal clings to the window frame, its jade-colored beak is uncharacteristically closed, but its two small mung bean-like eyes are staring at Ying Changfeng.

It usually quarreled endlessly but now it was quiet, Ying Changfeng was not used to it, looked at it, and asked casually: "Why did your Xiaohong become dumb today?"

"It keeps yelling at you, and I can't stand it, so I cast a little spell to prevent it from disturbing people's dreams at night." Xiao Baishi was making the bed, without turning his head, "Come and try, I don't know you I like harder ones or softer ones, I sleep softly on weekdays, and my father always persuaded me that ascetics should not be so spoiled by myself... Hey, Ying Changfeng!"

Before he finished speaking, Ying Changfeng hugged him from behind, as soon as he fell on top, Xiao Baishi's waist suddenly went limp, and he fell down, the two of them fell together between the mattresses.

Ying Changfeng was protecting his face, Xiao Baishi felt that Ying Changfeng's palm was a little hot, and when he stuck it to the corner of his eyes and the side of his face, it seemed that he was about to be scalded.

He pressed the newly replaced mattress, and when it was approaching early summer, Xiao Baishi could still press the bamboo mat down a little bit, Ying Changfeng suddenly laughed and said: "It's really too soft, did you sleep softer than this before? "

"Yup……"

"Very delicate." After Ying Changfeng said that, he still didn't move away.

Xiao Baishi was stuck in it, and his mind went blank for a moment after hearing this sentence.He turned around, put his arms around Ying Changfeng's neck, flicked his fingertips, and the fireflies in the lamp by the bed dispersed.

In an instant, the sky was filled with golden and green stars, gushing out of the window with the wind.The fog made the room a bit damp and cold, Xiao Baishi and Ying Changfeng lay hugging together, but he didn't feel cramped or oppressed.

In a pure hug, Ying Changfeng's lips touched his earlobe lightly.

"I can't sleep if you're like this." Xiao Baishi rubbed against him, the little animal was so soft and full of dependence.

Ying Changfeng didn't smile, and looked into those peach blossom eyes seriously, it was like a fog, and there were blooming flowers hidden in the crimson.He leaned over and unbuttoned Xiao Baishi's shirt without making a sound.

"Why..." Xiao Baishi resisted needlessly, but put his waist into his hands.

"Don't you want to dream?" Ying Changfeng asked, before Xiao Baishi could reply, he kissed him silently.

The bitter aroma lightly surrounded him again.

A dream of blooming flowers and intoxicating spring breeze, Xiao Baishi thought, is it a dream?

……

The love is as strong as wine, and a fine water mark is pressed on the bamboo mat.Xiao Baishi leaned on Ying Changfeng, lingered on his waist repeatedly, and was grabbed and warned: "Not enough?"

Ying Changfeng glared and looked fiercely, at this moment there was no sword light inside, only the lingering desire.

He was just pretending to be fierce, Xiao Baishi was not afraid of him at all, he approached him with a smile on his face, and kissed his piercing eyes again as if he couldn't kiss enough.The two are close together, and they may go off fire again at any time, but neither of them wants to let go.

Xiao Baishi's fingers moved away from the flame scar under Ying Changfeng's collarbone, and suddenly grabbed his wrist, taking the pulse.

Ying Changfeng couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, so he withdrew his hand and didn't pull it out. After Xiao Baishi felt the pulse of his left and right hands all over, he said deeply: "Why, you thought I was sick when I slept with you?"

Xiao Baishi knew that Ying Changfeng didn't speak human words intermittently, so he didn't take this little prick to heart at all, and sat up.He was still open, with hickey marks and teeth marks all over his head, and he covered it with a thin quilt casually.

Ying Changfeng raised his hand and handed him a piece of clothing, but Xiao Baishi didn't take it, and stared at him with a twinkle in his peach blossom eyes.

His gaze was too direct, and he didn't entangle his body to divert his attention. Ying Changfeng's scalp was numb from his gaze: "What's wrong?"

"I wanted to ask before...but I was so angry that I forgot." Xiao Baishi twitched for a while, then rushed over to hug him, gnawed and licked Ying Changfeng's collarbone, and whispered so softly, like a mosquito She asked, "You, when you and my dad were together, it was also...is that so...you treat him..."

Ying Changfeng: "...?"

This misunderstanding is big.

But it's hard for him to say "I have nothing to do with your father", just thinking about Ying Changfeng makes him suffocate.

How can a normal person ask this afterward with deep affection!

Unable to explain and unable to admit it, Ying Changfeng was a little embarrassed and a little helpless, so he simply turned over and covered his head with the quilt, and ignored him.

When he denied it, Xiao Baishi leaned over and hugged Ying Changfeng from behind, and continued to hum: "It's okay, I don't despise you."

...You can quickly dislike me.

Thinking of this, Ying Changfeng snorted coldly.

Xiao Baishi hugged him for a while, then his expression suddenly became serious: "By the way, do you remember what was special about the seal of your martial arts when my father applied it?"

Of course Ying Changfeng heard that he wanted to untie it for himself, and put his fingers away slightly: "I don't remember."

The pain from being pricked by needles came and went, disturbing Ying Changfeng's mind.

The author says:

*The original passage of "The chaos of heaven and earth is like a chicken" comes from "The Chronicles of the Three Kings". Pangu's body turned into mountains and rivers. This is a folklore.But starting from "Between Heaven and Earth", a section of Hualingchi belongs to me and I'm just making it up.You can think of Hualing Pond as a black hole of spiritual energy, which is responsible for absorbing excessive energy. If it is out of balance, it will be like a seesaw and the other side will sink to the bottom.