When the devil respects life as a waste

The next day, the morning light was faint.

Above the eastern sky, a dark and cold white light penetrated the vast clouds, illuminating the world.

The Changbai Mountains are rolling and rolling.The sky light falls on the endless emerald green, bringing the first touch of color to Qingyang Pavilion today.

Xie Lingjun got up early, and since he stopped using the Qingxin Jue, his state of mind began to undergo subtle changes.

He couldn't tell what it felt like.

He only knew that some small things that once made him indifferent, occasionally recalling them, would actually make him twitch the corners of his lips.

"I haven't tried to disable Qingxin Jue yet, I may try to disable it for a while, maybe there will be some unexpected gains."

Xie Lingjun thought so, tied the iron sword around his waist, and walked out of the cave.

Despite the sunrise, it was still dark outside.

In the darkness, a voice as crisp as a mountain spring resounded below Xie Lingjun——

"Are you awake too? Do you want to go to Qingya Academy with me?"

Xie Lingjun smiled slightly, stepped on the long sword, flew to Shen Zhengze's side, and replied, "You woke up very early."

"I'm not in meditation," Shen Zhengze also had a bright smile on his face, "I'm waiting for you here specially, and I want to set off with you."

"You waited all night?" Xie Lingjun was surprised.

Shen Zhengze shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not a night, it's only midnight."

Today's Shen Zhengze wore a ponytail and a white jade hairpin.Half of his smooth hair hangs on his left shoulder, and the other half hangs down behind his back.His long, thick black hair covered half of his back, waist, and thighs.

Just looking at him, Xie Lingjun felt refreshed with the breeze blowing on his face.

Shen Zhengze brushed off the hair hanging from his shoulders with his hands, and begged, "Will you give me a ride?"

Xie Lingjun was surprised again, he didn't expect Shen Zhengze to make such a request, and asked curiously: "Can't you fly with a sword?"

But obviously it flies very steadily.

"Fool..." Shen Zhengze looked at Xie Lingjun with a half-smile, "I just haven't used other people's swords yet, and I think your sword is relatively stable among my peers, so I want to try it."

Xie Lingjun felt that the reason was inexplicable, but it was not incomprehensible, so he nodded and extended his right hand towards Shen Zhengze.

Shen Zhengze put his hand on Xie Lingjun's and stepped on the opponent's sword.

Xie Lingjun's hands are generous and slender, very warm, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.And Shen Zhengze's hand was also slender, but very thin, as if it would break if he grasped it hard.

Due to years of practice, Xie Lingjun has thick sword calluses on both hands, and there is almost no intact place on the palm.His hand felt very rough, like a whetstone.

Shen Zhengze was reborn less than two months ago, and the calluses on his hands were not so thick.

"Thank you." Shen Zhengze said with a smile.

In a short period of time, water oozed from the palm and became moist.

"You can go." After Shen Zhengze finished speaking, he wrapped his hands around Xie Lingjun's waist, and pressed them tightly together.

Xie Lingjun was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips, and moved forward with Yujian.

On the way, Shen Zhengze pretended to be indifferent and put his head on Xie Lingjun's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Xie Lingjun felt a lingering strangeness in his heart, which made his heart start to turn sour.

Shen Zhengze replied: "It's my first time to ride someone else's sword, so I have no experience. Logically speaking, I should stand behind you, but you stretched out your hand towards me, and I subconsciously caught it, so I had no choice but to step in front of you." ..."

Xie Ling didn't even understand what this had to do with Shen Zhengze's sudden change of sex and starting to cling to him.

"I was afraid that I would fall, so I had no choice but to hug you. I was born tall, and I was afraid of blocking your sight, so I had no choice but to lie on your shoulders." Shen Zhengze buried his head, his voice a little muffled.

Xie Lingjun laughed.

If someone said such things to him, he would definitely persuade them to leave.But when Shen Zhengze said that this kind of seemingly reasonable, but actually very unreasonable words, he was not willing to say anything more.

Xie Lingjun lowered his head and looked at the hands on his waist. With a thought, he stretched out his right hand and wrapped the other's hands.

He thought to himself:

I still don't want to drive people away, although we are getting closer, but if we are both open and frank, even if we share the same sword, what does it matter?He had already fallen in front of me, and it would be superfluous to drive people behind me.

Thinking this way, the result is laissez-faire.

Xie Lingjun passed through Qingluo Waterfall and flew towards Qingya Academy.During this period, Shen Zhengze's hair scratched his neck slightly itchy.

"Don't move!" Xie Lingjun reprimanded lightly.

Shen Zhengze intensified, rubbing harder and harder.

Xie Lingjun stretched out his hand, held down Shen Zhengze's head, and nailed it firmly to his shoulder.

Shen Zhengze stopped moving.

Xie Lingjun grabbed Shen Zhengze's ponytail and held a large handful of silky black hair in his hand.

Last evening, Shen Zhengze casually combed his hair up in his cave, making it a mess.Xie Lingjun was amazed by the messy beauty.

He suddenly had an illusion.

It was as if holding Shen Zhengze's hair was like grasping this unpredictable guy and holding him firmly in his hands.

He has another, deeper, imperceptible delusion.

Really want... really want to mess with Shen Zhengze... mess up his hair, mess up his clothes, mess up his whole body, make him a mess.

Xie Lingjun felt that after stopping the Qingxin Jue, he became very strange.

Shen Zhengze's voice seemed to be smiling: "What are you doing holding my ponytail, let me go, okay? This feeling makes me want to tremble."

Xie Lingjun did not answer.

His hand slipped gently from the top of the ponytail.

The top of the hair, the back of the head, the neck, the butterfly bone...

Starting from the top of his hair, his hands slid down along Shen Zhengze's hair.Until all the black hair in the hand passed through, and the palm fell into nothingness.

"Okay." Xie Lingjun said in a hoarse voice, "Your hair is pressing on my neck, it's very itchy, I've already pulled them out."

While talking, the two had already arrived at Qingya Academy.

There are billowing clouds under your feet, and the dense mist keeps turning angrily.White clouds flowed out from Qingya Academy, from the high ranks of Zhumen, flowed to their feet in a hurry or slowly, and then drove out of Qingya Academy to the high sky in the distance.

Xie Lingjun retracted his sword.His heart was empty for a moment, and his heart was as active as a cloud.

He suddenly realized one thing——

In the previous life, although his heart was beating, it was dead.Now, it's alive again.

Xie Lingjun patted Shen Zhengze on the shoulder and said, "It's here, you can let me go now. You're already standing on the ground, aren't you still afraid of falling?"

This is a very cold joke.

Shen Zhengze smiled face-to-face, raised his hand, looked directly at Xie Lingjun, and asked, "What if I don't let you go?"

Xie Lingjun was not annoyed when he heard the words, but he still frowned pretending to be distressed, and said coldly: "Stop joking! Let me go!"

"Oh." Shen Zhengze let go slowly.

The movement of moving his hands away was very slow, slower than the slow motion in the literary films that Shen Zhengze had seen.

Xie Lingjun felt a burst of warmth where Shen Zhengze touched him.

Shen Zhengze put his hands behind his back and said, "I let go."

"Why?" Xie Lingjun came back rationally, and raised the doubts in his heart, "You once said that you want me to treat you in a way that you think is normal. What is your current action? Is this the way you think is normal?"

Shen Zhengze raised his long eyebrows, and said slightly distressed: "Well... I used to be not open-minded enough, but now I have figured it out." The annoyance between his eyebrows gradually dissipated, "It is very cowardly to be influenced by other people's opinions. Performance. You are right, those who are clean will clean themselves, and different people have different opinions."

Xie Lingjun smiled in relief.

Shen Zhengze strikes while the iron is hot: "From now on, I can do whatever you want to me."

"Really?" Xie Lingjun was a little moved.

Shen Zhengze asked, "What do you want to do?"

Xie Lingjun nodded.He raised his right hand and stretched it out in front of Shen Zhengze.

Shen Zhengze's eyelashes trembled slightly, and as Xie Lingjun's palm approached, his eyes became half-opened and half-closed, his gaze was downward, and he didn't dare to look directly at him.

Xie Lingjun pointed his index finger at the tip of Shen Zhengze's upturned nose.

Shen Zhengze's breath fell on Xie Lingjun's fingertips.

wet.warm.

The index finger scraped lightly.Then came Xie Lingjun's chuckle.

Xie Lingjun didn't want to recite the Qingxin Jue anymore, he felt that this feeling was very satisfying, and his heart began to swell, as if wandering in a fairyland.

The body he seized was different from the one in his previous life.

In his previous life, when he met Shen Zhengze, he was about three hundred years old.This also means that with Jiang Xie's blessing, he has adapted to the Qingxin formula for 300 years.Now he has only read the Qingxin Jue for a month, once he stops using it, sentimental and beautiful thoughts will sweep over him.

It turned out to be the case.

Xie Lingjun was pure-hearted in his previous life, but he still couldn't help but want to reach out and touch Shen Zhengze, let alone now.

This kind of heartbeat is hard to describe, like a soft feather, gently sweeping over the tip of his heart.

"I still want to do it to you..." Xie Lingjun stretched out his palm to Shen Zhengze's eyes, "Don't move, listen to me and blink your eyes."

Shen Zhengze blinked obediently.

The palm of Shen Zhengze's tall and delicate nose did not touch, but the thick and slender eyelashes swept Xie Lingjun's palm with a blink.

"It's this feeling..." Xie Lingjun muttered to himself.

Eyelashes brushed palms.

Feathers across the tip of the heart.

This soft and novel itchy feeling made Xie Lingjun still want to disturb Shen Zhengze.

Use your rough, rough palm full of sword cocoons, and use your tattered long sword.It doesn't matter if he uses himself or something else...

To make Shen Zhengze messy.

Xie Lingjun moved his palm up, pressed it on the top of Shen Zhengze's head, and rubbed it slowly.

"Since you've repented," he said, "then I'll also take back what I said to you. You don't have to comb your hair neatly, you can just do it casually. Just put it in a mess..."

The author has something to say: above the neck.

As expected of me, a person who has studied psychoanalytic theory.I'm such a clever little ghost.

Is this chapter sweet?

Tell me louder!I can't hear you. (makes a proud voice)

Hey, I am still updating during Chinese New Year, isn’t it very beautiful?

Finally, the progress is now:

Shen Zhengze's strength is much higher than that of Xie Lingjun. At the age of 20, he has reached the perfection of the world. There is no one before or since, a fighter among geniuses.When he was promoted, Ziqi came from the east, and he was directly blessed by God.

but!He was willing to put his ponytail in Xie Lingjun's palm, and bowed his head meekly.

It's so good.

I have sent so many knives (and you all admit that it is sugar, I am guilty), and finally wrote here.It's not easy.

In the plot for a long period of time later, I will not use swords, and go directly to the sweet and refreshing route.

I'm going to prepare and open a big one for Xie Lingjun.

Why use it when it is turned on and hung up, of course it is for fun.

See you tomorrow~