How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

The road from the west courtyard to Yangzhi Hall is not far away, if you take the straight road, it is only a few hundred steps.

The sunset was gorgeous, Tongzhu didn't take a shortcut, and wanted to take a few more steps under the glow, and happened to meet a group of people from the Hall of Walking and Walking. There were three people in the group, and the leader was holding a letter box.

Tong Shu stopped the pedestrian as he passed by.

The leading messenger said politely: "What is the order of Lord Guimen?"

Tong Shu approached two steps as if he knew him well, and asked the messenger, "Have we met?"

Seeing him approaching suddenly, the courier couldn't help but startled. The gradually enlarged face was so handsome that it was irresistible. The courier had never seen such a trick before. His face burned, and he suddenly felt lost, and couldn't help but staggered back a few times. step.

Tong Shu supported him and said, "Be careful."

Looking at Tong Shu's deliberately smiling eyes at close range, the man's face turned red, and he almost dropped the letter box. Tong Shu kindly supported him with all his hands and feet, and managed to catch him.

Then came a thank you to Tong Shu.

Tong Shu watched the group of people enter the Xingxing Hall, his face slowly sank.

He didn't tease people for no reason, because when he passed by just now, he smelled the scent of the six-winged soul cicada female insect on the letter box.Only then did he deliberately fuze the messenger to make him lose his mind, and took the opportunity to slap a sound transmission talisman made of Shanyin paper on the upper wooden box.

He wanted to hear how the messenger would report the contents of the letter to Jing Zhao.

Although this method is not very kind, but the letter box is too suspicious - why is there a direct communication between Jing Zhao and Fu Jin?And still here?

Tong Shu was full of doubts, and after walking a while, he met Jing Jue at the corner.

"You came earlier than I thought." Jing Jue walked over naturally, held his hand side by side, and said, "Aren't you busy today?"

Tong Shu turned his head to look at him and said, "I'm busy, but aren't you more important?"

Jing Jue was stunned by his sweet words, the sun was shining, and the corners of the eyes and brows of the person who was talking about love were reflected in crimson, like the flushing that occurs when love is strong, but that person is not seductive. Self-knowledge, she just opened her sparkling eyes and waited for him to boast.

There are people on the left and right, but the master who has always been abstinent doesn't want to care so much, and hugs people in public.

With a flash in front of Tong Shu's eyes, he was facing the fiery red sunset. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of sly brilliance, and teased, "Jing Shenwei, you will be punished for doing this."

Jing Jue said: "I just realized now that I will be punished? Last time at the gate of the west courtyard, isn't it more serious than this time?"

Tong Shu said, "Oh, it's true."

Jing Jue said: "You should be punished."

Tong Shu said, "Why punish me?"

Jing Jue said, "You're provoking people for nothing."

Tong Shu said: "I think that little messenger looks quite upright, for a while..."

Jing Jue lowered his face.

Tong Shu immediately changed his words: "No matter how serious you are, you are the most handsome!"

Jing Jue was helpless to him, he hugged him more punitively, and his pace quickened.

After entering the Yangzhi Hall, Jingchun, Yixiao and Erchou stood guard outside the hall. They had experience and knew that the two masters would not be able to come out for the night, so they each found a comfortable place to sit.

In Yangzhi Hall, Tong Shu was put down, and he tactfully hugged Jing Jue and wouldn't let him go.

Seeing that Jing Jue's face was not relaxed, he scratched the bridge of Jing Jue's nose with his finger, and when he slid to the bottom, he was scalded by Jing Jue's breath, curled up his finger, and was about to retract it when Jing Jue grabbed his hand .

His hand was pressed on Jing Jue's cheek, and seeing that Jing Jue was still cold, he rubbed his fingers against Jing Jue's cheek in spite of himself, and his cool fingertips slid across, leaving behind a burning temperature.I don't know if it was Xia Guang's light, or Jing Jue was slightly emotional, but when Tong Shu saw Jing Jue's face flushed, Nong Yan was very strange.

Behind Jing Jue was a red sandalwood grand teacher's chair, and Tong Shu pushed hard on his waist to push him in.

Jing Jue fell into the chair, and Tong Shu straddled Jing Jue.Sensing something unusual somewhere, Tong Shu hooked a smile, there was no need to elaborate and tease, and he said: "Your Excellency is really impressive."

Jing Jue's eyes dimmed, but his complexion did not change. He put his arms around Tong Shu's waist and said, "Aren't your waist sore anymore?"

Feeling Jing Jue's ingenious massage, Tong Shu said, "Your Excellency is very skillful, so you don't feel sore anymore."

The corners of his eyes were flushed, and there was a temptation that was well known to each other. His eyes were intertwined, his face was getting closer and closer, and his lips chased and kissed each other as they rubbed their ears and temples.

A hearty kiss.

When they parted, Tong Shu's waist had already softened, and there was a sharp heat from the place he was pressed against. Tong Shu's eyes were foggy, and in Jing Jue's unstoppable chase, he pressed his hand against Jing Jue's pressing chest.

Tong Shu tried his best to breathe calmly: "Jing Shenwei, how about a fight?"

Jing Jue was a little surprised, but his eyes lit up. He held Tong Shu in his arms, eye to eye, and murmured, "Want to fight?"

Tong Shu traced Jing Jue's eyebrows with his fingers, and there was a wave in his voice: "Since rebirth, you and I haven't fought each other yet."

Jing Jue got a little tired after being painted by him, he chased after Tong Shu's fingers and said, "Do you want to hit seriously, or casually?"

The corners of Tong Shu's eyes were red, but his expression was serious: "I have never beaten you before, so of course I have to fight seriously this time."

Jing Jue clasped Tong Shu's crotch that was trying to leave, and pressed both sides: "You have never lost."

Tong Shu was pressed so hard that he didn't dare to turn around, and said, "When you fought with me before, how much force did you use and how much water did you put?"

Seeing that he was tense, Jing Jue wrapped his hand around his waist and gently ran along his waist, saying: "I dare not spare a little bit of strength, otherwise I won't be able to survive under your hands."

Tong Shu leaned back comfortably, with a flexible waist: "I'm not more relaxed than you, and I didn't bring up 120 points in mental battles."

Jing Jue grabbed his Adam's apple, "I'm going to fight you now, and I'm going to lose."

Heh, the breath in the neck was hot and itchy, Tong Shu trembled slightly, his legs were a little weak, and he clasped Jing Jue's shoulders tightly with his hands: "Is it because my cultivation base has regressed, or is my skill not as good as before, and you want to lose to me?"

"I can't let go." Jing Jue freed up a hand to support Tong Shu's head that was thrown back.

Even in the lingering tenderness, Jing Jue also took care of Tong Shu's comfort in every place. Tong Shu bowed his head, took a deep breath, sat back in Jing Jue's arms, and whispered: "Then let's have a serious game, It’s good to have fun.”

Jing Jue's voice was hoarse: "If you fight hard, you will lose."

Tong Shu rubbed Jing Jue's side face: "That's not necessarily true, you have lost your former mastery status."

Jing Jue turned his back and rubbed against him: "You also lost the Demon King Realm."

Tong Shu leaned on Jing Jue's shoulder with a broken smile: "I'm still a step behind you."

Jing Jue patted him on the back habitually: "But you have formations, and you don't hesitate to fight with your life. If you fight without leaving room, even if you are a level higher than you, you may not be able to retreat completely."

Tong Shu enjoyed Jing Jue's gentle pats very much, coaxing him as if he were a child, making his whole body soft and relaxed, and his voice softened accordingly: "I don't use formations today, we just compete with hands and feet."

"Okay." Jing Jue said.

When Jing Jue finished speaking, Tong Shu had supported Jing Jue's chest and used his strength to fall back. His waist was so strong that he slid out of Jing Jue's palm like a fish.

Jing Jue's palm walked across the curve from the slender waist to the ankle, first curved and then straight, the flexibility and slipperiness of the palm slipping by was too hard to catch.

Realizing that Tong Shu had already made a move, Jing Jue grabbed Tong Shu's ankle with all five fingers together.

Tong Shu had been prepared for a long time. He twisted his ankle, twisted his waist, flipped back in the air, grabbed his ankle back with his strength, and rolled over to the ground.

He stood confidently, smiled, slid half a circle with one leg, and made a gesture.

Jing Jue stood up from the teacher's chair and made a gesture of invitation.

Tong Shu did his part, slashing with a knife in his hand missed nothing, Jing Jue moved sideways, and slipped behind Tong Shu, trying to grab the lower back that had just run away.

Tong Shu turned back and raised his hand to draw a semicircle in the air. With all his strength fully charged, the knife in his hand pointed straight at Jing Jue's neck.

Straight to the point, that is, to fight seriously.

There was fighting intent in Jing Jue's eyes, but his chest was burning hot. He turned around close to the ground, and turned around to grab Tong Shu's white wrist that was exposed outside the cuff.

After Tong Shu retreated, his wrist escaped from Jing Jue's five fingers, and when his fingertip slipped away, he scratched Jing Jue's palm.

He is not as strong as Jing Jue in stature and strength, so he should use skillful strength and leg strength to maximize his strengths and avoid weaknesses.He kicked back a few steps, stepped on the pillar and used his strength to pounce back, and swept his legs and came towards the wind.

Jing Jue bent his arms to block, and when his leg collided with his arm, Tong Shu suffered pain in his leg, and by touching the ground with his other leg, and at the same time his strong waist strength once again played a role, he swung out a sweeping leg from close to him. Gongjing decides the next game.

Jing Jue didn't avoid it, and used an oolong twist to wrap around Tong Shu's calf.

It was too late for Tong Shu to hold back his energy, when he kicked Jing Jue's arm, his leg was numb as if hitting an iron plate, and he secretly cursed at the psychic jade!

With more force under his feet, Jing Jue took half a step back under the pressure. Before he could retreat in the victory of this half move, Jing Jue grabbed his ankle and threw him into the air.

Tong Shu turned around and was swung out of the air.

The hairpin slipped off, and the long hair flew in the air.

Those who looked up to His Highness heard the sound of fighting suddenly coming from upstairs.

Jing Chun was younger and had never personally experienced what happened last night, so he suddenly became nervous and said, "Are they... fighting?"

Yixiao looked up and saw a strand of hair and chasing fingertips passing through an empty window, calmly took out a handkerchief and wiped the sword.

Erchou just pretended not to see it, and asked Jingchun how old he was this year.

Jing Chun answered 19 years old in a daze. Hearing the fight between the two above, he worried about accidents and fidgeted.

Erchou sighed and said, little brother, it's time for you to get married.

Looking up at the hall, Jing Jue and Tong Shu overturned the bookshelf and coffee table, and the screen in the middle fell to the ground, smashing a lot of things.

Jing Chun downstairs turned blue when he heard that, but the two people in the hall were fighting vigorously.

Tong Shu leaped over the screen, taking advantage of the terrain to sweep his arms.

Jing Jue had nowhere to focus, so he had to dodge, and brushed across the gap sideways, Tong Shu flew to stop him, Jing Jue raised his arm to block, and tried to catch Tong Shu's ankle again, but in vain.

Tong Shu retracted his legs like lightning, and when he switched to using the knife in his hand, Jing Jue dodged to grab Tong Shu's waist.

It's a pity that there is a bed behind and a screen in front blocking the way. Tong Shu has nowhere to retreat, so he has to lower his waist to the ground.

However, the hand on the waist kept chasing after him, and the palm spread out with five fingers was so big that it could hold most of his lower back. I don't know how the hoop force was developed between the fingers, holding him tightly and pulling him over, the next moment Tong Shu stuck it Into Jing Jue's tight chest.

"Are you still fighting?" Jing Jue's hoarse voice rang in his ears.

"Of course." Tong Shu turned around and threw him over his shoulder on the carpet.

Unexpectedly, Jing Jue's long legs hooked up, disrupting Tong Shu's lower body, Tong Shu lost his balance and fell down, and then stretched back to the angle in a blink of an eye, bouncing away like a spring.

Tong Shu was able to stabilize his figure, only to feel his eyes dim, and Jing Jue chased after him with a carp, the back of his head was caught and he fell down.

Jing Jue hugged Tong Shu so tightly that Tong Shu couldn't move his arms and legs. With Jing Jue's weight on his body, he fell down helplessly.

The carpet was soft, and the back of his head was protected by Jing Jue's palm without hitting it, and even his body was not pressed, Jing Jue's legs and elbows took up space.

It's just that these little spaces are not enough to separate the heat and sweat.

Tong Shu watched as the sweat on Jing Jue's forehead slid down his chin, dripped into his neckline, and slipped into his sweaty clothes. The scalding heat mixed with his sweat, scalding him Chest tingling.

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