When the devil respects life as a waste

Shen Zhengze was tangled in the same place, and after a while, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Why not? You are willing to be my pillow, so am I afraid to sleep beside you?" He adjusted his posture and lay down slowly.

Xie Lingjun lowered his head and lowered his eyes, sat on the spot, looking at each other very gently.

Shen Zhengze didn't really use Xie Lingjun's legs as a pillow, but used his left hand as a cushion, and his right hand held the sword in his arms.

There was a hand between the two of them.

Xie Lingjun felt that Shen Zhengze was really smart, and the hand he was resting on was an eyesore.

Shen Zhengze was lying on his side with his legs curled up, posing in a very insecure posture, like a baby in a mother's womb, like a silkworm chrysalis in a white cocoon.

It was rare for Xie Lingjun to feel an emotion called pity.

He stretched out his left hand, and with five fingers penetrated the other's freshly tied hair, he followed the black and silky ponytail one by one.

Xie Lingjun gradually felt dissatisfied.

He remembered that in Boundless Anling, Shen Zhengze had put his fingers between his brows, across the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on his lips.

When he questioned Shen Zhengze what he meant, he was actually asking: Do you like me?

Shen Zhengze categorically denied it.

Looking at the past five or six thousand years now, it is obvious that Shen Zhengze lied at that time.

Xie Lingjun figured it out at this moment, not only understood Shen Zhengze's thoughts at that time, but also understood his own thoughts at that time.

He didn't care whether Shen Zhengze liked him or not, he only cared whether Shen Zhengze said it.Once Shen Zhengze denies it, he can feel at ease and continue to enjoy his control over Shen Zhengze without any guilt.

Does he know that Shen Zhengze likes him?Maybe he was faintly aware of it, that's why he calmly distanced himself from Shen Zhengze afterwards, trying to cool him down.

It turned out to be the case.

Xie Lingjun thought to himself: "Whether I like you or not, I want to be sure of one thing - you are my thing, and I hold you firmly. You will become very strong, but you are still in my palm. If you admit that you like Me, and I can't give you a response, and this fragile relationship breaks down."

Even if he lived a new life, he never considered a single question.

Whether to respond or not.

"I'd love to be with you, you seem to be born for me." Thinking this way, it's even more impossible to let go.

They should be like this, life after life, life and death, no matter what, they will cut off the entanglement between them.

Xie Lingjun said slowly: "I understand you..."

"What?" Shen Zhengze was stunned, not knowing why Xie Lingjun said this nonsense.

"I understand you."

—to understand why you want to be by my side all the time.For this reason, with the consciousness of being hated by me, he came to provoke me again and again.Just to see me.Because I can't bear my eyes to stay on others, and I can't bear to disappear from my sight.

——You who did all this just because you wanted to get entangled with me.Either way, beautiful or embarrassing.As long as there is a connection between me and you, and it is a constant connection.

—to understand why you want to want to touch me.Because... right now, I also so... so... want to touch you.

Finally understand, because empathy.

Xie Lingjun stretched out his rough palm and grasped Shen Zhengze's neck, rubbing his chin with his thumb constantly.

"You..." After Shen Zhengze said a word, he immediately closed his mouth and took the initiative to withdraw all the spiritual power he had resisted.

Without the protection of spiritual power, he was so fragile that he was no different from an ordinary person. As long as Xie Lingjun squeezed his palms hard, his neck could be cut off.

Shen Zhengze's mouth opened slightly, making people want to...

Xie Lingjun frowned, and lightly reprimanded: "Shut up!"

Shen Zhengze closed his mouth obediently, but Xie Lingjun still felt dissatisfied and wrong.

"Your neck is too thin," Xie Lingjun said meaningfully, "I can almost hold it all with one hand."

Shen Zhengze's hand holding the sword loosened, penetrated the opponent's palm, and pulled down his pure white high collar with the opponent's hand.Then, his middle finger gently scraped the palm of the other party, and invited: "Do you want to touch my neck?"

Shen Zhengze, who said these words, closed his eyes tightly and his eyelashes trembled slightly.Xie Lingjun didn't see his gaze, so he couldn't guess his thoughts.

Xie Lingjun let go of his hand slowly, and said as if distracted: "No..."

The palm still carries the other person's body temperature.

The place where it was scratched still left the wet touch of the other party's fingers.

Xie Lingjun affirmed: "You are very nervous, you are sweating. I don't know what made you so nervous when facing me. If you can, would you tell me? All in all, I'm sorry. "

"No..." Shen Zhengze blurted out, and the next words were very tactful and gentle, "I may be really tired, and it has nothing to do with you. I want to take a good rest, is that okay?"

"Okay." Xie Lingjun's tone was imperceptible compromise.

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No. On the evening of the 15th, the spiritual violence finally stopped.

Shen Zhengze fell asleep for the whole day, and when he woke up, he found that his body was full of spiritual energy, and he couldn't help being surprised.

It turned out that in the Spiritual Violence Center, such a big harvest could be obtained.

Shen Zhengze sat up propped up, and said with a smile: "It was a chance meeting, and I got benefits in an unexpected place."

Xie Lingjun said: "A lot of things can't come by force. When the opportunity comes, it will come naturally. You want to go in and out with me, and you are willing to endure the raging spiritual flow, so you get the opportunity."

Shen Zhengze stood up, picked up his sword, tied it and said, "You have enlightened again."

Xie Lingjun was still sitting on the ground, but this time he looked up at Shen Zhengze.He has been in the center of the spiritual flow for fifteen days, but from his appearance, it can't be seen at all that he is still so neat and strict.

He didn't seem to hear the ridicule in Shen Zhengze's tone, and followed the other party's words, with a half-smile and said: "Yes, I realized it again."

Shen Zhengze smiled slightly, shook his head helplessly and said, "You are getting better at talking."

Xie Lingjun nodded seriously: "I have a lot to say with you."

Shen Zhengze couldn't hold back the curvature of his mouth, so he simply let go of his smile.While laughing, he tidied up the high collar that had been pulled down last night.

When he smoothed out the creases on the silk shirt, he looked crisp again.

"It's getting dark." Shen Zhengze bent down, and stretched out his hand towards Xie Lingjun, "Last time you carried me with your sword, but this time your sword was broken, so I will carry you in the future. How about it?"

Xie Lingjun stretched out his hand and was pulled up by the opponent.

Shen Zhengze held Xie Lingjun's hand and led him out of Qingya Academy.

The sword came out of its sheath.

Xie Lingjun stood behind Shen Zhengze and asked, "You hugged me last time, can I hug you this time?"

"Of course, courtesy is reciprocal." Shen Zhengze said with a smile.

Xie Lingjun wrapped his hands around Shen Zhengze's waist and whispered in his ear: "The Changbai Mountains are endless, and we may not be able to see them all before sunset."

Shen Zhengze thought for a while, and replied: "Half a month has passed, and it happens to be close to the full moon. The sky is clear today, and it is estimated that we can see the bright moon hanging high. Would you like to enjoy the scenery under the moon with me?"

Xie Lingjun chuckled: "It's an honor." After speaking, he raised his hand and scratched Shen Zhengze's red ears.

Shen Zhengze was extremely calm, and the sword under his feet was as steady as Mount Tai.

The two rushed out from the flowing clouds outside Qingya Academy, pierced through the green vines and purple flowers, and went away facing the brilliant sunset.

The evening breeze in spring makes people want to make a vow that they will never be separated from the person who is with them at this moment.

The long sword flew high into the sky, above the top of Changliu Peak.

Shen Zhengze pointed to a flag hanging high above the top, and said: "On the merit list, Master will always be at the top of the list. Rumor has it that this has not changed for 5000 years."

And Xie Lingjun, who used to be ranked third on the merit list, has dropped to fifth.

After Shen Zhengze finished speaking, he only stared at the three words quietly, with a warm smile on his lips.

There are three banners on the top of Changliu Peak, and only the merit list is flying in the wind.The rest of the exam list has been collected and will be replaced after three years, showing the ranking of the next Rising Sun Competition.

And the last rolled-up flag is called "Passing Water".When the flag was unfolded, it was like a rolling river surging in the ears, and the sound of the water flowed endlessly.When this banner is unfolded, it represents the fall of the disciples who once worshiped in Qingyang Pavilion.

The disciples of Qingyang Pavilion take an exam every hundred years.Disciples who are expelled rarely have the chance to come back.But their names are always engraved on the passing water flag.

The only time they come back is when they die.

The passing water flag spread out, and the shining names are the proof that they have been Qingyang Pavilion disciples.

If they still admit that they are Qingyang Pavilion disciples before they die, the Passing Water Banner will turn into a face to find their bodies, bring them back to Qingyang Pavilion, and bury them in the comfort tower above the second peak Tianqing.

Shen Zhengze firmly believed that the elder brother was still alive.Because the passing water flag is a priceless spiritual treasure, it will never be misjudged.

There is no "Xie Lingjun" on it, so the senior brother must still be alive.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the good things." Shen Zhengze drove the sword, without the slightest remembrance, "Qingyang Pavilion has been established for about 9 years, and there are countless powerful people in the pavilion. Not all powerful people set up their caves in Changliu on the peak."

Xie Lingjun hugged Shen Zhengze, said "um", and thought absently: Why did he only find out that he was so thin when he was hugging him.Seeing that Mingming Gaojun was standing tall and straight, he wrapped his hands around it, only then did he realize that his clothes were empty.

Standing in the crowd, Shen Zhengze was half a head taller than ordinary men.

Coupled with cultivating Taoism and practicing swords, the lines on his body are smooth and beautiful.

It is estimated that Xie Lingjun will feel that Shen Zhengze is thin and weak.

The setting sun falls to the west and gradually disappears behind the stretching Changbai Mountains.The clouds are transpiring and surging, the damaged sky is sprinkled on the clouds and mist, and the western sky is warm red.

Shen Zhengze tilted his head back and lightly rubbed Xie Lingjun's cheek, half complaining and half smiling, and said, "Why are you in a daze? Are you listening carefully to what I said? I'll take you to Chuyang Peak, Look at the caves and blessed places left by our ancestors."

Xie Lingjun came back to his senses, locked him firmly in his arms, and said, "You took me to Chuyang Peak, but now the sun is setting..."

"We can stay and wait for the sunrise in the Ming Dynasty to see Chuyang from Chuyang Peak." Shen Zhengze invited.

Xie Lingjun agreed: "Okay."

The author has something to say: woo woo woo.I still failed to start running the plot, and even went off track, focusing more and more on the love scene.

I will definitely let the protagonists start their careers tomorrow!When I have almost laid the groundwork, I can start the "Time flies like a shuttle" Dafa.

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I should have written about the three banners in this chapter before, but this time I finally wrote them all.These three flags will also appear later.

The two small cannon fodder characters mentioned earlier (Zhao Ziqi in Chapter 5 and Zhao Dong in Chapter 15) also have bright exits behind them.I don't just write a useless character and put it there.

I really don't waste pen and ink, there is idle pen.Although I am very verbose, I am really trying to build a world, not hydrology.You can rest assured about this.

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I really like fairy tales.This is probably because the first online game I played was a large-scale cultivating immortal.

And I really like sword repair, because the first job I played was to control the sword (yes, this is the control in the game).

Now that I think about it, this game has had a huge influence on my writing.

Among all the novel themes, I like Xianxia the most.Secondly, influenced by Jin Guliang Wen, he likes martial arts.The rest are probably court, entertainment circles, and atypical ABO essays. I personally don’t like campus essays very much.

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Shen Zhengze's hand holding the sword loosened, penetrated the opponent's palm, and pulled down his pure white high collar with the opponent's hand.Then, his middle finger gently scraped the palm of the other party, and invited: "Do you want to touch my neck?"

Xie Lingjun resolutely refused, and sternly said: "No! You will be locked up from the neck down."

"..." Shen Zhengze was speechless, and said patiently, "How do you know if you will be locked if you don't try?"

Xie Lingjun made a generous statement: "As civilized cultivators, we must keep the 24-character core values ​​of cultivating immortals in mind, and we must never do things that cannot be described below the neck. Don't try, we can't let Jiu Er Si Gui take such risks."

Shen Zhengze tried to defend: "It's okay, she hasn't been locked up yet, how will you know if you don't try."

Xie Lingjun: "Don't try, she doesn't have the guts."