The Devil and the Flower

It was clearly the same complexion, but Feng Yueci's soulful beauty was even better, beyond the boundaries of human beings, there was an urge to make people worship.

If the body still has a bit of vitality, then the soul has lost even that bit of vitality.

Jiang Huan didn't think too much about it, just stared blankly, and blurted out: "A Yue is so beautiful, so beautiful!"

Feng Yue resigned, "Beautiful?"

Jiang Huan stretched out his hand to him, and said, "It's so beautiful that I want to hug you! You won't let me pass, so why don't you come here?"

Feng Yue resigned, "Not good."

He seemed to feel that the refusal was too decisive and would make Jiang Huan sad, so he added softly, "Go out and hug you."

Jiang Huan was really going to be fascinated by his sweetness, so he wanted to rush over regardless of his obstruction.

But seeing the starry sky turned upside down and the sea surface churning, as if being violated, they hit Jiang Huan's soul, threatening to annihilate his soul.

"I don't care," Jiang Huan was powerful and fearless in the face of Xinghai, and flew forward with a smile: "No matter what, don't try to stop me from going to your side!"

The boat moved slowly, and the shadow of the lamp swayed.

Seeing his eyes slightly closed, Feng Yueci said in a low voice, "Wang Ting."

The silvery eyes faded, and the mark between the eyebrows also disappeared in a flash. The surrounding stars and waves stagnated, avoiding Jiang Huan's spirit lightly, and slowly returning to their original positions.

Feng Yueci also returned to his usual appearance, with snow-like face, black hair and black eyes, reaching out to catch him.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Jiang Huan jumped over, grabbed his wrist, and hugged him immediately.

Feng Yue resigned: "You are too foolish."

Jiang Huan stared at him without blinking, kissed him without saying a word, bit his lips hard, sucked and licked wantonly, as if he wanted to pour out all his worries and fears in this kiss.

The soul is inherently more sensitive than the body.

Jiang Huan pushed his lips and teeth away, touched the soft tip of his tongue, and felt like flames exploded in his body, hooking the back of his neck tightly, lips and tongue entwined, wishing to merge with him, no amount of kissing was enough.

Feng Yueci was slightly disturbed by his kiss, and under the turmoil of his mind, his already broken soul was a little unstable.

"Wang Ting."

"This is A Yue's soul world, no matter how dangerous it is, I know you won't hurt me."

After a little separation, Jiang Huan was the first to complain: "But Ah Yue deliberately tortured me, and every time he made my heart hurt to death."

Feng Yueci calmed down, and after a while, he explained: "I never..."

Jiang Huan kissed him again, and said vaguely, "It doesn't matter."

He stretched out his hand to untie Feng Yueci's clothes.

Feng Yueci pressed his hand and said, "Wang Ting, what are you doing?"

Jiang Huan smiled at him, and whispered in his ear: "Cultivate both mind and soul. Miss Lin said, this can heal your wounds of mind and soul."

Feng Yueci was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then he pushed him away with a flick of his sleeves, and said seriously: "No need to do that, I'm fine, just rest for a few days and I'll be fine."

Jiang Huan said: "You let bloodletting and vomit blood, how could it be all right? Ah Yue despises me and doesn't want to practice dual cultivation with me?"

Feng Yue resigned: "No, Wangting is very good."

After a while of silence, he looked at Jiang Huan, and said seriously: "From ancient times to the present, double cultivation is unorthodox. Go astray."

With his quiet eyes and innocent thoughts, coupled with his extraordinary elegance, he managed to convince Jiang Huan in a trance.

Makes sense.

It makes sense to hell.

The big beauty is an ascetic, it can be seen.

But on weekdays, no matter what request he made, the beauty would say yes, hugging and pampering others, so Jiang Huan never considered the issue of "the beauty refuses double cultivation".

Jiang Huan: "..."

No no no.

With such an injury, even if Ah Yue said he would not die, it would always hurt.With such a good idea at the moment, why not give it a try?

Besides, he also really wanted to take this opportunity to get close to Ah Yue.

Jiang Huan's heart turned sharply, and with an inscrutable smile on his face, he said nonchalantly: "A Yue's words are very reasonable. But A Yue knows that the method of dual cultivation is different."

Feng Yueci asked, "How is it different?"

Jiang Huan continued to talk nonsense: "The ordinary method of double cultivation is indeed as you said, it is a method of indulgence, which hinders the way. But in fact, there is also an orthodox method of double cultivation. Don't forget that I was Emperor Jiang and I know many ways in the world. Law."

Feng Yueci believed in him all the time, nodded slightly, without arousing suspicion, and said quietly: "There has never been an orthodox double cultivation method mentioned in the book, I am ignorant and ignorant."

Feeling guilty, Jiang Huan immediately hugged him and coaxed him: "A Yue has read a lot of books, it's rare that you don't know something, don't you want to try it?"

Feng Yue resigned: "This matter is not in line with my way, so there is no need to try."

Jiang Huan was at a loss for words, he really couldn't explain it to him, so he had no choice but to play a rascal and said: "But I think, I will never find someone else to try, A Yue made me so worried before, so he should coax me!"

After talking so much nonsense, Feng Yueci was not moved, but these words made Feng Yueci let go.

Feng Yue resigned, "You think?"

Jiang Huan said: "Think about it! I want to get close to you! I can't imagine it! But... the more important thing is to help you heal your wounds first. Seeing you hurt in front of my eyes is more uncomfortable than killing me. You are not allowed to do it again. Again, it’s useless for you to say anything, I’m just inhumane, I will definitely kill the person you want to save first, I…”

Feng Yueci tilted his head slightly, and a soft kiss landed on the corner of his lips.

Jiang Huan's voice stopped abruptly.

Feng Yue resigned: "Wang Ting has always been very good, don't say that about yourself."

Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I only treat Ah Yue better, I don't care about others, that's how I am."

He looked at Feng Yueci, and suddenly said: "But I know that Ayue is different. You have sentient beings in your heart, so you can't help but be merciful. You would rather be the one who suffers. Seven years ago, Ayue was still so young. When his soul was shattered, he must It hurts."

Feng Yue replied, "It doesn't hurt."

Jiang Huan kissed him and said, "I want to see your injury."

Feng Yue resigned: "The injury of the soul cannot be seen."

Jiang Huan said: "But I can feel it. I know what Ah Yue is worried about, but this is not a bond between Taoist couples, you will not affect my soul, really."

Feng Yueci saw that his eyes were bright and he was looking forward to it, so he touched his eyebrows and said, "Okay, give it a try."

Jiang Huan hugged him, turned around a few times, and said with a beaming smile, "Ah Yue is so nice!"

Feng Yue resigned: "It's just that the records in the book are all sects, but I don't know how to practice the orthodox Taoism. Can Wang Ting tell me?"

Jiang Huan: "..."

How can there be any orthodox way of talking nonsense!

That is to say, the realm of Qing Hui Daojun, who can treat double cultivation as a homework.

But... this is not a problem for the well-informed and cheeky Jiang Emperor.

Jiang Huan said without changing his face: "Of course, Ah Yue listened carefully. The first step is to be honest with each other and remove the clothes."

When Feng Yueci heard the words, he glanced at him lightly, his eyes were shining, and his gaze was shining brightly.

Jiang Huan lost his voice, let alone talking, his soul would be lost.

Feng Yueci touched his forehead with his fingers, and said softly: "So, I'm messing around again."

Just as Jiang Huan was about to say something, the boat under his feet shook suddenly.

Feng Yue resigned, "Wang Ting, look."

Jiang Huan said: "What?"

Feng Yueci pressed his fingertips against his forehead, and moved along with the boat, pushing him to the surface of the sea behind him.

Before he could dodge, he saw Feng Yueci held his hand again, and fell into the sea with him.

The mind moves with his heart, and he should be naked in essence, but Jiang Huan felt the softness of the clothes brushing his cheeks. He raised his head and looked at the snow-white light and shadow above, and opened his arms, trying to embrace the light.

Light and shadow fell on his arms, and at the same time, a warm and cool kiss fell slowly.

The wide-sleeved lotus pattern rippled with the waves, the white clothes like clouds slipped off itself, and were swept away by the sea water, and the black hair like a waterfall poured all over her body.

He is naked, beautiful as a god at the beginning of chaos.

Jiang Huan held his breath, his consciousness faded away, and he was intoxicated in it, unwilling to wake up.

Light touch of spirit and soul, entangled together with the mind, like a pair of gentle hands, comforting each other.

Jiang Huan was awakened by Feng Yueci's scarred soul.

"Ayue, Ayue...my Ayue."

Even if it's just the soul, he still feels his heart throbbing with pain, like a knife cut, wishing to transfer all those injuries to bear all the hurt and pain on his behalf.

Jiang Huan touched those wounds carefully, wanting to heal them.

Feng Yue resigned, "It's okay."

Jiang Huan said: "Ah Yue, can you take away my soul power? As long as you don't feel pain anymore, you can do whatever you want."

The sound gradually became inaudible and was submerged by sea water.

The starlight suddenly flourished, and the brilliance fell into the sea, illuminating this mysterious and boundless world of spirits and souls.

I saw the two souls getting closer and closer until they merged. Jiang Huan fell on his back, holding his hand tightly, and let the power of his soul surge upwards, like a sacrifice.

Feng Yueci's eyes glowed with silver again, he looked at Jiang Huan quietly, and said, "Wang Ting, why is this so?"

Jiang Huan smiled and said, "Why are there so many reasons? Ah Yue, I love you. I have waited for you for 6000 years, searched for you for 6000 years, and loved you for 6000 years. There is nothing I cannot give you."

Feng Yueci was startled, and said, "Love? Then do I... love you?"

Jiang Huan said: "You have to ask Ah Yue himself. If you ask me, I will naturally say, you love me."

He was so proud and confident from the beginning to the end, with an eternal flame burning in his eyes, fearless of all denials and rejections, and fearless of all obstacles and tribulations.

Feng Yueci showed lines between his brows again. After looking at him for a long time, he suddenly lowered his head and touched his forehead.

Jiang Huan suddenly felt a cold touch on his forehead, which was so cold that his soul would tremble, but it was fleeting.

Immediately, the power of the soul came back continuously, and the cycle repeated.

Feng Yue resigned: "Seeing the flowers is worth breaking, looking at the moon to know what you want, you can't help yourself, and you are happy to see you. You once said that this is because of heartbeat, because of liking, then tell me, what is love for you?"

Jiang Huan laughed softly, and said, "Dear beauty, kiss me, and I'll tell you."

Feng Yueci leaned over and kissed him.

Jiang Huan kissed him back, with an indelible lingering meaning in his tone, and said: "When I see flowers, I miss me, when I look at the moon, I often think about it. I love you until life and death, and I will never say goodbye to you."

Every word is lingering, nothing more than that.

Feng Yueci said softly: "Okay."

This response seemed to ring in his heart, although it was light, it echoed non-stop.

On the surface of the sea, the lights in the boats drifting without a shore flickered, and the light became brighter and brighter, almost overwhelming the starlight in the sky.

The two spirits are entangled in the sea, drifting, sinking, but finally merged tightly, there is me in you, and you in me, there is no half gap.