Seeking HE in the BE world

The room was quiet, and the breathing of the other party could be heard.

Lin Jinian frowned, and pressed his fingers on Wen Zigui's chest.

"It hurts here?"

Every time he moved, Wen Zigui's eyelashes trembled, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt."

Lin Jinian looked up at Wen Zigui.

I saw him lowering his head, and when he looked from one side, he could see his frowning brows.

It's a lie that it doesn't hurt.

Of course, frowns too.

The corner of Lin Jinian's mouth curved, and he pressed harder with his hand.

"Since it's so pain-free," he said, "it's probably useless for me to stay here."

After speaking, he flicked his long sleeves, turned around and left.

Wen Zigui didn't expect things to develop like this, he originally wanted to keep his master, but now it's completely opposite to what he thought.

At this moment Wen Zigui was completely panicked, the white shadow had already walked to the door, his pupils were dark, and he couldn't control his hands.

can't leave.

He only knew that Master could not leave.

Five years ago when Yun Wudu took him home, he has become the only light in his life, how can he let go now.

The iron lock in the cave can't trap Yun Wudu, so he can only use... the Immortal Binding Lock.

Wen Zigui's eyes darkened, and his expression became gloomy.

He squeezed his fingers tightly under the long sleeves, watching the white sleeves brush past the door frame, Wen Zigui chased after him.

He grabbed the piece of white and said aggrievedly: "Master, Zigui knows his mistake."

In the end, he was not willing to use the Immortal Binding Lock.

Just because that thing will damage the aura if used, it is just an ordinary rope to mortals, but it will do great damage to those who practice Taoism.

He sniffled and said, "Tuer promises that he won't do it again in the future."

Lin Jinian stood with his back to him, he looked up at the sky, and said in a flat voice, "Feng Yu is very affectionate, and he will not be cruel to the hypocrisy of the five-year senior brother. Since he dared to use this ten-level skill, it is I guess you can escape."

Lin Ji Nian didn't finish his sentence.

Wen Zigui was taken aback.

The sky was overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Lin Ji Nian didn't wait for Wen Zigui's reply for a long time, and looked back suspiciously.

It doesn't matter at first glance, but I was really shocked.

Wen Zigui is not very old, he was originally a young man in white robe and jade crown.

But after meeting his father during the sacrificial ceremony, his personality changed overnight.

Since then, the white robe has never been worn again, and because of his hostile face, he has become a tyrant and a big devil that everyone fears.

so that people forget his age,

After careful calculation, he is not just this year.

But at this moment, the big devil in people's eyes had tears in his eyes, looking at him full of grievances.

Lin Jinian: "..."

He felt the veins on his forehead twitch uncontrollably.

Crying...crying?

No, why did you cry?

He stared at the tears in the corner of Wen Zigui's eyes speechlessly and curiously for a long while, but the tears were perfectly hanging and spinning around the corners of his eyes, but they couldn't fall.

Looking at the tears, Lin Jinian felt both distressed and funny.

He coughed lightly, feeling that it was very necessary to say something at this moment: "What? I wronged you as a teacher?"

"No."

Wen Zigui lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes were still wet.

He only uttered two words in a low voice, thought for a moment, and calmly said, "Master still wants to abandon me, right? That's right, I have always been the one who was abandoned since I was a child. When I was five years old, Mother is gone. A little older, that dog...the emperor threw me into the west courtyard again."

His voice has been very calm, just discussing a fact.In the end, he lowered his head and loosened Lin Jinian's sleeve, turned around and walked into the hall, "Forget it, you can go. I knew I would be left behind."

Lin Ji Nian said: "..."

Why are there so many dramas?

He looked at the thin figure in the main hall, and the light on the wall shone on him, making him look deserted and lonely.

He clearly knew that he was pretending, but Lin Jinian still felt distressed. He stood at the door and said softly, "I will go back to Qingmoshen Mountain to get you some ointment. The medicines in the palace are not as good as those at home. You are here wait for me."

home.

Master treats him like a family member.

Wen Zigui's heart was warmed by these three words, he suddenly raised his head, turned around, his eyes seemed to be filled with light.

He said in surprise, "Master, I want to go too."

Since the last time he went down the mountain, he never went back.

Lin Jinian stared at him for a while, finally sighed, and said in a helpless tone, "Let's go."

He walked a few steps and glanced back at Wen Zigui's clothes.

Because when he came back from the enthronement ceremony, he was still wearing that gorgeous court dress, and the skirt was half open at this time, revealing a large area of ​​skin on his chest.

Lin Jinian frowned, and said coldly, "Go back and change, or go back."

Wen Zigui lowered his head and glanced, and finally looked aggrieved as if he had changed his clothes.

The mossy mountain, the clouds turned into fog.

Qian Ling was wearing a Taoist robe, sitting on the threshold and wagging his fingers boredly.

I hope that when the younger brother is around, someone will let him bully and bully him.

The little junior brother at that time was so cute, even though he was indifferent, he was also obedient.

Where is it like now.

He still remembered that when Shizun first led the people back, he was still quite young at that time, and he was sitting here waiting for Shizun.

The long road was covered with snow, and he saw a green umbrella on the long road from a distance, and two people were hidden under the umbrella.

Without looking back, he ran towards the palace, bumping into Feng Yu who was about to go out.

only now...

Things are wrong.

Xiao Qianling imitated the appearance of the senior brothers, put her hands on her cheeks, and sighed with emotion.

It's just that before he finished sighing, he turned his eyes and saw two more people on the long road.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again.

Definitely two people.

He drilled back into the main hall, and shouted before he even started, "Feng Yu, Feng Yu!"

Feng Yu came out from the door, flicked his forehead mercilessly, and threatened: "What are you calling me? Call me again."

"Ah," Xiao Qianling covered her forehead with her hand, and quickly changed her words, "Second Brother... No, it's Senior Brother."

Feng Yu lost his mind for a while at that second brother, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "What are you crying like ghosts and howling like wolves?"

After his reminder, Qian Ling remembered that the matter had not been said yet, and he patted his forehead, only to bump into the place where Feng Yu bounced.

His tears almost fell, but he still endured the pain and said: "Brother, Master is back."

Feng Yu was stunned, in disbelief: "The brain is not working well, and the eyes are not working well either?"

They just came back from Master.

Xiao Qianling argued: "Really, if you don't believe me, go and have a look."

Feng Yu didn't expect that Yun Wudu would really come back.

He had just greeted him cheerfully, but he saw a slender man in black robes following behind him in white.

His expression changed immediately, and he slapped the person who came, "Wen Zigui, what are you doing back again!"

Returning to Moss Mountain again, looking at everything familiar in front of him, Wen Zigui's expression changed, he couldn't tell whether it was joy or pain.

Seeing Feng Yu's palm attack, he tilted his head to avoid it, and said: "We are so close to each other, so there is no need to give me such a big gift."

Feng Yu's face became even uglier when he was angered by these words, he stretched out his hand and slashed towards him: "Who is your senior brother, you scum and scum who killed your father and brother."

Originally, Wen Zigui was still smiling, but when he heard this, the curve of his lips gradually straightened.

His black eyes were deep, a trace of injury flashed across his face, and he quickly suppressed it.

The wind of Feng Yu's palm stirred his hair, and he didn't dodge it, and it hit him right away.

At this moment, Feng Yu realized that his palm strength was being dissipated by a gentle force.

He raised his head and saw the white sleeves fluttering in the wind, and Yun Wudu held his hands behind his back in the end.

Feng Yu's eyes turned red, and he shouted loudly: "Master, how long are you going to protect him?"