Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

Zhan Changsheng only wore a maroon plain crepe satin singlet, the fabric was soft and slippery, and was tied around his waist with a triangular belt of the same color. Now that Zhan Long gently pulled it, the thin satin slipped off his shoulders like water, The sauce is deep purple, and the complexion is white, as if peeling off the shell of the purple mud to reveal the crisp and juicy bamboo shoots hidden inside, Zhanlong suddenly has a fiery impulse similar to tyranny.

It was not so cold in the building, but Zhan Changsheng still shivered, raised his hand in a panic to stop Zhanlong's hand, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, the divine spring is isolated in the pagoda, dual cultivation is useless..."

Zhan Long turned a deaf ear to it, instead clasped the little monk's wrist, easily pressed it on top of his head, hooked one side of the skirt, and dragged it all the way to his waist, half of his body came into his eyes, like a poplar branch that had been peeled off and the juice hadn't been absorbed, clean and clean Slender, flexible and strong, the previous scars were damaged, but now there is no trace left.Only his chest heaved in a panic, causing two faint blushes, almost stinging his eyes.

Zhan Long's eyes lingered, Shao Qing leaned down, his hot lips pressed against Zhan Changsheng's cool skin.

Just like a raging fire meeting ice, Zhan Changsheng's body froze for a moment, he felt his chest was almost scalded, hot and sour electric current penetrated his bone marrow from his left chest, and spread all over his limbs in the blink of an eye, he gasped unconsciously, struggled and cried out The voice came, but the voice was also sharply changed, flustered, "Master, brother——"

Zhanlong only held his body firmly in his arms, no matter how much he struggled, it was nothing more than a fly shaking a tree, and it was difficult to shake him a bit.Sweeping, licking and sucking, playing with it until the blushing point is as red as a stone, hard as a stone, just let go, but still pecked and kissed a little, the palm stretched from Changsheng's waist and rubbed down, said in a hoarse voice: "I haven't hugged you for a long time, Does this mean you miss me?"

Zhan Changsheng just panted and wailed, but couldn't say a word.

Even if he wants to refute, his skin has a strong touch, but he can't fake it at all. If he gritted his teeth and argued forcefully at this time, Zhan Long might not be able to spare him.

Zhan Changsheng was embarrassed and horrified on the one hand, so he could only stare at him with red and tearful eyes, and said in a panic, "You moved... what kind of hands and feet?"

Zhan Long sneered, his fingers strangled the three-edged belt made of snow silk, and he grabbed the remaining covering fabric on Zhan Changsheng's body, and threw it under the couch. He clasped Zhan Changsheng's shoulders, pinning him down, his body rolled down, his long hair slid down his shoulders, and hung down to the pillow, like a black curtain, imprisoning Zhan Changsheng inside, and shouted: " You have been empty for so long, why do you need me to move and lie down."

Zhan Changsheng didn't know what Zhan Long wanted to do at all, only the place where the skin was attached was like a fire, rolling through the blood all the way, making his throat dry, his waist trembling, and his heart beating like a drum, shaking him even His consciousness was also confused, he only pulled his wrist a little, but Zhanlong's five fingers clamped it tightly like an iron hook, and the skin and bones of his wrist were painfully bound by him.

Before he could speak again, Zhanlong's other hand was already familiar with the way, and he poked inside.

Zhan Changsheng's waist stiffened, he instinctively wanted to resist the invasion, but it was in vain, let him resist in every possible way, his knuckles still penetrated every inch, moistening things silently, and powerful like a broken bamboo.

The two of them did not know how many times they did this in the past.However, there are always excuses for achieving longevity in the past, but it is just practicing kung fu, and drawing the holy spring to promote cultivation, it is inevitable that there is no taboo; it is just that those who achieve great things do not care about small details;

Now that the golden pagoda has cut off the induction of the divine spring, all kinds of excuses have collapsed. This trip has nothing to do with practice and practice, but it is nothing more than an indulgence in the mundane world and obsession with death.

But Zhan Long didn't feel bored and impatient, he only followed the steps step by step, and the scorching breath fell on Zhan Changsheng's slightly cool skin, which aroused a different kind of joy.

After a while, there were only high and low panting and moaning in the curtain.

This golden pagoda is far more vast than when Zhan Changsheng and the two first entered the pagoda, but it is still lonely and quiet. Although Mao Mao can fly up and down at will, after being alone for a long time, it is a bit boring.

What's more, when the master first woke up, it was driven far away by the domineering magic gun, and almost hurt its feathers. Unknowingly, it was wronged and resented, and all it wanted was to lean on Zhan Changsheng's shoulder and act coquettishly.

So after flying around in the distance, he dawdled towards the small building.

When they were about a few miles away, the Golden Feather Eagle's eyesight was so vicious, he had already seen the movement in the room through the window.

Even though it was covered by a curtain, it couldn't escape the eyes of the Golden Feather Eagle.The magic gun actually pressed his master under him and didn't know how to oppress him, but seeing Zhan Changsheng bowed his head, a clear arc raised from his naked back, sweaty and trembling, although his face was covered by his long hair, he seemed to be in extreme pain , Xu felt the pain was severe, so he slapped his backhand, waiting to push Xielong away.

Unexpectedly, the villain grabbed the palm of his hand, interlocked his fingers, and pressed them back into the soft fabric of the couch.

Seeing that Zhan Changsheng had no strength to resist and let the magic gun bully him, Maomao became furious and screamed, causing the clouds in the sky to tremble. Speed, galloped towards the small building.

Zhanlong couldn't tolerate it's interference, just raised his hand, crushed the sudden attacking wind arrow, and struck out with a palm, the sword energy roared, like a torrent rushing out of the window, rushing straight towards Mao Mao, The monster bird king was bumped into more than ten somersaults in mid-air, and fell straight to the ground like a boulder, arousing the grass and green leaves all over the ground and mourning mournfully.

The sword energy even closes the two wooden windows, so that no one will disturb the wing room.

Zhan Changsheng's breath was messy, he only grabbed the muslin cloth on the couch with fiery fingers, and pulled out a few deep creases, but he still tried his best to make a sound, and said hoarsely: "Don't... don't want it, hurt it..."

Zhan Long leaned over and pierced heavily with one blow, and immediately heard his junior sobbing and whimpering, his body trembling slightly, he was already defeated.He brushed away the wet black hair on Zhan Changsheng's back, the joints on his back were distinct, undulating clearly, bowing into a charming and seductive arc, the dark golden eyes of the magic gun became deeper and deeper, his chin rested on Zhan Changsheng's shoulder, and his breath was burning Then sprinkled all of them on the ears, Zhan Long said in a deep voice: "The flat-haired beast was nourished and hatched with real fire dragon blood, it is stronger than you, and it will not die."

On the one hand, he meant something, and put his palms on Zhan Changsheng's back and rubbed ambiguously, which made the little monk couldn't bear it any more, his hands and feet trembled weakly, and he fell back on the couch, almost crying out.

I don't know the long and lingering time, Zhan Changsheng fainted several times, and woke up several times. In the end, his bones were crisp, his muscles were completely soft, and he was as limp as water. Let Zhanlong take whatever he wanted, supremely happy, passionate , Gradually gave birth to a different kind of affection.

Zhan Changsheng was alone in his two lifetimes and had never tasted love, but now he felt the warmth of nostalgia he had never had before.

He was dizzy and heavy, emotionally disturbed, he put his hands behind Zhanlong's neck and hugged him, and his calf wrapped around his senior brother's waist, embracing each other intimately, his voice was hoarse and indistinct, calling out: "Senior brother..."

Zhan Long slowed down slightly, brushed Zhan Changsheng's sweaty long hair behind his shoulders, and replied, "I'm here."

Zhan Changsheng raised his head, his lips stuck to Zhan's keel, and his Adam's apple was as clear as a knife. He opened and closed slowly, sweeping across the man's skin like a butterfly's wings, and said softly: "I like you..."

This sound is repeated repeatedly, lingering bone erosion, just like adding fuel to the fire, Zhanlong's breath is quickened, it is even more aggressive, swollen to the limit, rude to the extreme, almost wanting to tear the person in his arms into his stomach.

Zhan Changsheng was intertwined with his limbs, and his flesh and blood seemed to melt into each other. When he climbed to the bliss, he couldn't restrain himself and sobbed aloud.

Regardless of whether Zhanlong is a man or a woman, a human or a ghost, no matter whether he becomes a god or a demon, Zhan Changsheng will share the same fate with him in this life, hand in hand, and never leave him.

...Even if one day he dies on the immortal journey, if there is a senior brother by his side, Zhan Changsheng will be enough for this life.

The alien world of the Golden Pagoda is now also divided into morning and evening, with the sun rising and the moon setting, and the stars moving.

When Zhan Changsheng woke up, the sky was bright, and the green bamboo forest was exposed to the warm sun that didn't know the season, exuding a delicate bamboo fragrance, which faintly floated into the room.

I don't know when the wooden window was opened again, dissipating most of the smell of spring love in the room, Zhan Changsheng got up a little, but felt sore and stiff in his lower limbs, and fell back again. Burying his head deep in the pillow, he gasped softly.

One hand pressed against his waist through the quilt. It was warm and thick, and pressed firmly. Although the technique was unfamiliar, it was better than even strength, and the warmth dispelled the pain.

But Zhan Changsheng blushed even more under the touch of his fingers, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, held Zhan Long's wrist instead, and said in a low voice: "No, no need..."

When I opened my mouth, I felt my voice was hoarse and dull, and my throat was swollen and sore.

Zhan Long put his hands away, dressed in a plain white deep coat embroidered with dark gold, sat on the side of the couch, took a cup of cold tea from the bedside, took a sip, then put it in his mouth, and lowered his head to feed him.

Zhan Changsheng didn't want to be so close and intimate with him, but his throat was so thirsty, he had to raise his head and press Zhan Long's lips.

Zhan Long didn't feed him lightly, instead, he entangled his lips and teeth for a long time before taking a sip of tea.After repeating this several times, Zhan Changsheng's fair skin turned red again, the water he drank was not as much as drying, so he simply turned his head and refused to cooperate.

Zhan Long didn't force it, he just put the teacup back on the bed, and said: "Junior brother doesn't believe what he says, he will be punished."

Zhan Changsheng turned around in astonishment, and unconsciously opened his mouth and asked: "I, what am I, when did I not believe what I said?"

Zhanlong's face darkened, and he said coldly: "You promised to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for me on my birthday, how many days have passed?"

Zhan Changsheng got angry for a moment, sat up and said angrily in a hoarse voice, "If it wasn't for you—"

Seeing the black air condensing between Zhanlong's brows and eyes, he actually looked a bit depressed and lonely, and then he glanced at his plain white body, he couldn't help but stop, recalling what Zhanlong said back then.

When the sharp gun was born, gods and ghosts cried, and all spirits in the world were afraid and disgusted.Even the master of the sharp spear in the past, the Dragon Slayer Immortal ordered him to mourn for the people of the world on the day he was born.

If everyone is crying because of Dragon Slaying Spear, let me show my face for you alone.

Zhan Changsheng raised his hand, ignoring the pain in his waist, leaned forward to hug Zhan Long, and said softly, "Of course I'm happy when the sharp spear is born."

Zhanlong didn't say a word, he just put his arms around his junior brother's slender waist, he felt that the touch of his palms was delicate and touching, like the willow branches that sprouted in spring, they looked weak, but they were not afraid of the cold spring and the dangers of the east, they stretched and thrived happily, In the future, it will turn into a towering giant tree, capable of resisting bloody winds, against the collapse of mountains and rivers, and even more able to stand side by side with him.

After rubbing each other's ears and temples together for a while, Zhan Long moved his hands slightly, took out a golden-brown robe and put it on Zhan Changsheng. Intertwined, especially lingering.

Although Zhan Changsheng had doubts in his heart, he still obeyed his words and cooperated with him.

Just then Zhanlong recited in a low voice: "If you command the sky, then make the sky obey it; if you command the earth, then make the earth submit to it; if you command the water, then make the water follow it; if you command the fire, then make the fire protect it; If you order me, then I will obey it, submit to it, obey it, and protect it..."

Zhan Changsheng instinctively felt that there was a deceit in it, and he couldn't help but want to retreat, but unexpectedly, a powerful spiritual force came out of nowhere, entangled the two of them tightly, and they couldn't break free at all.