The devil has too many vests

Yan Weilou's loud voice echoed in the sea of ​​fog, but his eyes turned away from Su Xinghan, with a rare expression of uncertain avoidance on his face.

In the past, he has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, as if he has no weakness, no flaws, and no ties, he can come and go alone at any time, he doesn't even care about life and death, and nothing can hinder him.

It was the first time that Su Xinghan saw him so jerky, clumsy, and close to an ordinary person.

It seems that the existence on the altar has voluntarily stepped down from the mortal world, faded the layer of light on his body, and exposed his clumsiness in love, but this kind of him seems to be more real, more touching, and more within reach.

Su Xinghan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at him without blinking, some emotions that had been suppressed for a long time surged in his dark and clear eyes.

When the thing he had been waiting for for so long finally happened, he felt a dreamlike sense of unreality.

The sudden burst of ecstasy and the unreal feeling of worrying about gain and loss made Su Xinghan's mood turbulent, and he forgot to answer for a moment, but instead tried his best to suppress the turbulent emotions.

Worried that if he can't restrain himself, Yan Weilou will find that he is not as bright and radiant as he thought, pure white and flawless.The more brilliant the starlight, the more obscure the vortex and undercurrent behind it.

Yan Weilou, who has always been good at perceiving others' emotions, seems to have lost his previous sensitivity. In Su Xinghan's silent silence, his heartstrings were tightly tensed, and his gaze faded.

Just about to say jokingly, "Forget it, it's just a joke", but when he touched Su Xinghan's eyes filled with cold mist and stars, Yan Weilou stopped.

There are various emotions in these eyes that even he can't see, but they are always so bright, like a cat clumsily stretching out its paws to beg for a small dried fish, watching the small dried fish fall into its paws helplessly Li, still unable to believe it, stared blankly.

The strange uneasiness in Yan Weilou's heart faded away and became soft.

So, he personally handed the dried fish to the kitten's mouth, and asked softly, "...you don't want to?"

"...How could it be!" Su Xinghan was awakened by this gentle voice, blinked his eyelashes slowly, and quickly denied, "It's all stamped, do you want to play tricks?"

"—then it's settled."

He looked up at Yan Weilou's smiling and gentle eyes, and couldn't help showing a smile.

The two completed their tacit agreement in an instant.

But the next moment, Su Xinghan's forehead was poked by someone's finger, and he tapped lightly without any force, with a bit of intimate blame.

"You can't do this again next time, how can you pass the original energy to others casually?"

There was dissatisfaction and warning in Yan Weilou's voice.

Was he gentle one second, and changed his face seriously and flicking his head the next second, completely destroying the original gentle and ambiguous atmosphere.This straight steel man's operation is really suffocating :).

"..." Su Xinghan was stunned.After a few breaths, he raised his eyelashes to look at him, looking innocent and well-behaved, "...it won't happen next time."

Yan Weilou looked at him helplessly, then shook his head.He has promised verbally now, and if the situation is the same next time, he may do so again.

Through the memory awakened in the dream, Yan Weilou can fully understand the preciousness of the origin qi.This is equivalent to the original essence and blood of a practitioner. It takes at least half a year to re-accumulate once a drop is consumed.Consuming the original essence and blood many times will also damage the foundation and affect the body.

The source energy of the spirit of heaven and earth, in terms of energy, is comparable to an ocean of spiritual energy compressed together.Therefore, Su Xinghan only passed a ray of original energy into his body, but Yan Weilou's limbs and bones were full of strength, and the sea of ​​energy in his dantian was filled unprecedentedly, as if there was a steady stream of spiritual energy flowing in his body.

Feeling the abundant strength in his body at this moment, Yan Weilou took a step forward lightly, looking at the mighty shadows and remnants that almost merged into an army in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to hold Su Xinghan back, and put one hand on the hilt of his sword: "You rest first, I'll take care of it."

At the same time that the long sword was unsheathed, Yan Weilou leaped lightly, and there seemed to be a step made of invisible air under his feet. He took a few steps out of thin air like a stroll in the garden, and his whole body was like a phantom, killing the mighty dark thing , a brilliant sword light burst out.

In the gray sea of ​​fog, layer upon layer of transparent ripples continued to spread, and the cold and sharp murderous aura became more and more violent. Countless strands of sword light intertwined together, as if a round of illusory and hazy waves suddenly rose above the sea of ​​fog. In the bright moon, the white and miserable moonlight swayed out.

In this seemingly beautiful but cruel martial arts intention, large swaths of dark objects were pierced by the pale moonlight and shattered into dust on the ground.

And the figure of Yan Weilou was also submerged by countless bones.

Tick, tick.

Large and small wounds spread from Yan Weilou's shoulder to his calf, and blood spilled in mid-air.But this serious injury not only failed to make him take half a step back, but instead aroused the ferocity and killing intent in his bones.

The sword in his hand has also become more and more cold and fierce, the light of the sword is like a river revolving in the sky, every move is filled with the ruthless determination of Dao, like the sky will fall, the earth will collapse, there is a kind of shatter All the great horrors.This was the sword intent he had comprehended from the previous sword mark.

boom!

The bright moon collapsed and turned into countless rays of brilliance pouring down.I don't know if it's the sword light or the moonlight.

When the brilliance dissipated, a large sea of ​​fog was split by the sword light, and there were only corpses and sword fragments in front of him.

Across the corpses and fragments of swords, the small town composed of gray-white rocks stood quietly in the sight of the two, exuding an eternal aura.

Yan Weilou put his sword back into its sheath, and was held down by Su Xinghan as soon as he landed: "Heal the wound first."

Yan Weilou smiled helplessly, sat down on the spot, and assumed a cultivation posture. The true energy in his body circulated, and the true essence in the dantian qi sea immediately spun, and the continuous flow of air flowed through the meridians, continuously healing the injuries in the body, repairing With damaged internal organs.

As for the sword wounds on the body surface, although they looked tragic, they were nothing. In the past, Yan Weilou had experienced countless times in more tragic battles, so just sprinkle some healing medicine on it.

However, before Yan Weilou could do it himself, Su Xinghan had already leaned over, tore off the clothes on his wound, and gently applied the wound medicine on it.

His movements were very gentle, as if he was treating a fragile piece of porcelain, or comforting some kind of fragile animal, he was extremely careful and gentle.

Yan Weilou turned his head slightly, looking at his side face concentrating on applying the medicine, his gaze slipped from his smooth forehead to the long unblinking eyelashes, followed by his pale and delicate face, soft and rosy lips.

The breath he had tasted just now reappeared in Yan Weilou's mind, he subconsciously licked his dry lips, his eyes were eager to try.

...The kiss that was instant before was like opening the door to a new world for Yan Weilou, allowing him to see a world that he had never seen before, and aroused his desire to explore in his bones.

"Okay, there's no need to be so cautious."

Seeing that Su Xinghan was about to cover up all the small wounds, Yan Weilou suddenly grabbed his hand and smiled.

"If you have to heal, I think this is better."

He looked closely at Su Xinghan, and leaned over directly. A wound on his chest burst due to a large movement, and blood overflowed again.But he didn't seem to feel the pain at all, he approached Yan Weilou bit by bit, his movements were slow and firm.There was an unprecedented fiery light in his dark eyes.

In the past, his gaze was always calm, deep, and indifferent. Even if he was smiling, it was just a slight ups and downs on the surface of the deep sea.And now, for the first time, Su Xinghan felt as if he was about to be scalded by a look.

It was as if a raging storm had broken out in the deep sea, and the deep vortex was about to swallow him whole.

Su Xinghan didn't move, staring at the deep sea.

Immediately afterwards, his whole body was thrown down, and a hot feeling ignited from his lips, penetrated into his lips and tongue, almost burning his whole body.

Different from the superficial kiss before, this time the contact is more vicious and straightforward, as if a predator is eyeing its prey, or a child discovers a novelty toy and will never stop until he is satisfied.

It took a long time for Yan Weilou to raise his head, and licked his lips contentedly. Moist traces brushed against the corners of his lips, giving him an indescribable allure.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes narrowed lazily, and he lay down lazily on the ground, while pressing the person in his arms against his chest.It's like a big cat that's had enough to eat and drink.

Su Xinghan was lying on him, and when he raised his head slightly, he could see the young man's sharp chin, and there were faint traces of moisture on it.You can still hear the boy's soft panting, with a sultry charm, and the scalding temperature comes from a certain place of contact.

There was a bang in Su Xinghan's mind.

His face, as delicate as white porcelain, was suddenly burnt with a faint blush, and there was a little water in his glass-like clear eyes. He turned his eyes like a self-deception, and looked at the dark gray sky above, revealing a pair of eyes. Burning red ears.

"Heh..." The chest under him suddenly trembled slightly, and a series of low laughs escaped from the boy's throat.Two cool fingers suddenly caressed Su Xinghan's burning ears, and gently squeezed them.

Su Xinghan was about to jump up, but was held tightly in the boy's arms by a strong arm.

Looking at his rapidly fluttering eyelashes, Yan Weilou felt an inexplicable interest in his heart, and exhaled lightly into his ear as if mischievous.

Su Xinghan: "..."

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Yan Weilou in disbelief, and immediately saw the smile on his lips that he hadn't had time to withdraw, with the joy of a successful prank.

Su Xinghan was finally teased so much that he couldn't calm down anymore, he silently looked at Yan Weilou for a while: "...childish."

Yan Weilou was stunned for a moment.

He blinked, and blinked again, as if he finally recalled how naive and inhuman he was in the series of actions just now, it was so unlike him in the past.It's almost like a little boy who can only pull girls' braids to express his love.But it has to be said that at this time, his heart is more relaxed and happy than ever before.

After pondering heavily for three seconds, Yan Weilou smiled again and curled the corners of his mouth.He let himself go and blew out another breath towards Su Xinghan.

A soft and ambiguous breath brushed the corner of the other's mouth.

"Well, that's how childish it is."