Marry the prince with a bun

The sun is shining brightly outside, and the sun is warm and fragrant indoors.

Ning Xiu was sweating profusely and kissed the corner of Xuan Ziyu's mouth, holding his brother with one hand, and took out a porcelain bottle from the rolled up quilt with his free hand, poured some transparent liquid on his hand, and bound Xuan Ziyu. Yu Luan kicked his restless legs, and went straight to the crimson buttocks.

Ning Xiu's slender body was covered with thin sweat, and Ning Xiu comforted him with a hoarse voice: "Be good, it will be fine soon."

Xuan Ziyu was about to explode, and finally couldn't help sobbing in grievance, "Fuck off, hurry... let go, Ning Xiu, I'm not with you..."

Ning Xiu lovingly kissed the center of his brow, and lightly poked his fingers towards the tender wrinkle, speeding up a little.

"Hmm..." Xuan Ziyu tightly wrapped her intruding fingers in the most tender place, Xuan Ziyu trembled violently, tears flowed silently from the corners of her crying swollen eyes.

Xuan Ziyu tilted his head and stared at Ning Xiu pitifully. When his eyes met Ning Xiu's deep and tender eyes, his body trembled uncontrollably again.

He reached out and hugged Ning Xiu's slippery neck. This scene had appeared countless times in his imagination, and now he really felt Ning Xiu, and felt the frantic throbbing Ning Xiu brought him.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ziyu's little brother who was held by Ning Xiu became more energetic, and kept beating in Ning Xiu's hands.

The finger that was moving in the private place was pulled out suddenly, Ning Xiu pulled the corner of his mouth wantonly, "Want?"

"Ah."

Pulling up Xuan Ziyu's legs, flipping his wrists, holding Xuan Ziyu's thin waist, pulling him up from the bed, and sitting in his arms.

"Come... come by yourself..."

"Well……"

Xuan Ziyu's body trembled unbearably, and he moaned softly, "Ning Xiu...uh..."

Ning Xiu gently kissed his brows and eyes, and clusters of lustful flames ignited everywhere on his warm lips, "Hey...you can do it yourself..."

"I don't..." Xuan Ziyu's limbs were weak, and his slender legs tremblingly wrapped around Ning Xiu's thin waist, "You... come."

Ning Xiu sucked the corner of his mouth, gently pinched his buttocks, and softly coaxed: "Sit down by yourself..."

"Bastard!" Xuan Ziyu's voice was as soft as a gnat, and he glared at Ning Xiu with shame and anger, "I...I can't finish with you!"

The soft voice of angry reprimand mixed with Xuan Ziyu's sweet panting, was cute to Ning Xiu's ears.

He kneaded his buttocks viciously and said, "Don't you want to be happy? Then make it yourself!"

Xuan Ziyu raised his neck in surprise that his entire sensitive neck was exposed to Ning Xiu's sight, his legs were weak and he licked his dry lips, he stretched out his hands to hold Ning Xiu's big brother and sent it between his thighs.

"Ah... Ning Xiu..."

Ning Xiu took a sharp breath, and suddenly entered Xuan Ziyu's hot and narrow place, which almost made him unable to bear it.Caressing Xuan Ziyu's tense back, he murmured softly, "Slow down, swallow it all in."

"You...I..." Xuan Ziyu blushed impatiently, "I won't eat anything I grew up with!"

He just went in a little bit, and almost exhausted all his strength. Ning Xiu enjoyed it so much that he still wanted to command him.

Ning Xiu looked at his blushing little face, kissed his charming eyes and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I'll come."

Xuan Ziyu pouted, hugged his neck obediently, and relaxed his body to accept Ning Xiu's intrusion.

When he swallowed all of Ning Xiu's big brothers into his body, he opened his mouth wide and let out a sweet and satisfied moan from his throat, and bit Ning Xiu's neck with his mouth open.

"Hurry up."

"it is good."

Ning Xiu held his waist and gently teased him from the beginning, and finally evolved into a pure beast-like attack.

"Ah...Xiu...quick...let go!"

As if the baby's small mouth was constantly sucking his sensitivity, Ning Xiu let out a muffled snort happily, grabbed Xuan Ziyu's waist and pushed it even more frantically, "Move yourself."

"Well... I don't..." The waist-length black hair fluttered with strength because of such a violent movement. Xuan Ziyu, who was pushed to the sensitive point, twisted his waist involuntarily, matching Ning Xiu's movements. All of a sudden he swallowed frantically.

"Prince Duan, please come here, Mr. Xuan." The guard led Ning Chen, who was full of spring, and the gentle and handsome Xuan Ziluo, to the courtyard where Xuan Ziyu lived.

"Master Xuan Shao and Lord Jing are staying here."

"Yeah. Go down." Ning Chen narrowed his eyes with a smile, looked around the courtyard and retreated, then looked at Xuan Ziluo with impure eyes, leaned over to him and whispered: "Did you hear anything?" ?”

Xuan Ziluo frowned, "It seems... It's a voice coming from the room." He stepped forward quickly, and was about to push open the closed door, but was stopped by Ning Chen.

"It came from the inner room." Ning Chen's fox-eyed smile became brighter, "Let's go and listen."

Xuan Ziluo lowered his face, "A gentleman does something, and he doesn't. It's shameful to listen to things like this in the corner."

"Ah..." Ning Chen smiled indifferently, and said, "If we rushed in so recklessly, wouldn't it be against the way of a gentleman, come on, listen to the movement inside and then go in before it's too late."

Xuan Ziluo looked at Ning Chen seriously, "Prince Duan...it's not...too..." After all, what he was listening to was his own brother's corner, it was really uncomfortable for people.

Xuan Ziluo is smart and wise in the business field, but lacks savvy and wit in some aspects. In fact, it is said that he has a specialization in art. In terms of personal feelings, he is an out-and-out natural fool.

He knows how to make profit for the Xuan family's business, how to respect and love his parents, how to love his brother, but since Ning Chen clings to him, he is at a loss as to how to deal with the relationship between this person and him.

Xuan Ziluo, immersed in his thoughts, let Ning Chen drag him to the window of the inner room as if he had lost his soul.

"Damn it! Ning...Xiu..." Xuan Ziyu's sticky voice sounded like a spoiled child, and Xuan Ziluo suddenly came back to his senses, a layer of crimson color flew on his cheeks.

"you……"

"Hush..." Ning Chen quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Shut up, listen carefully."

Xuan Ziluo blinked, as if suddenly remembering something, he gave Ning Chen another look, "How did Prince Duan, who has always been suave and suave, become such a nasty... villain!"

Ning Chen shrugged and said relaxedly: "I remember that besides Xiao Yu and Ning Xiu, the two of us are the most important supporting actors, right? Look at that unscrupulous author, did you and I play together in the first 35 chapters? So what if I just listened to Ning Xiu's corner today? If the unscrupulous author..."

call out!

A sharp hidden weapon shot out from the window, Ning Chen hugged Xuan Ziluo's shoulder and turned sideways on the spot, angrily humming: "Flesh and blood are killing each other!"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"Hmm... okay?... Ning Xiu, you... go... die!" Xuan Ziyu nestled in Ning Xiu's arms like a puddle of water, panting.

"Ning Xiu...Ning Xiu...Come on. Come to an end!"

"immediately."

Ning Xiu bit his lips, turned over nimbly and pressed him under him, and started the next round of plundering.

Ning Chen stared at the black-faced Xuan Ziluo and laughed dryly, "I heard that someone found the corner of the wall too, let's go... let's go to the ring to have a look."

Xuan Ziluo gave him a disdainful look, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

"Ziluo, wait for me, brother Ziluo..."

Ning Chen shamelessly hurriedly followed Xuan Ziluo's footsteps to the courtyard where the ring was held.

"Yo...Brother Lin, what's your face?" Ouyang Yue was drinking wine and eating dried meat comfortably in the small courtyard, when he saw Lin Jinhuan, who suddenly flew into his courtyard and was wrapped in white bandages, looked silly. After a quick glance, "It seems that Princess Jing's bandaging skills are pretty good!"

Lin Jinhuan pouted at him awkwardly, removed the bandage on his head, and said, "Are you going to compete with Duanmu in the ring?"

Ouyang Yue raised his eyebrows relaxedly, continued to pour wine into his mouth and said, "I don't know, it depends on your mood."

Lin Jinhuan removed the bandages from one end, threw it on the ground, and flew to snatch Ouyang Yue's wine glass. Ouyang Yue smiled slightly, and he poured a glass of wine into his mouth.

"how?"

"Lightness skills are good!" Lin Jinhuan sighed softly, his body was as light as a swallow, and he flipped nimbly in the air, slipping out a long jasper flute from his sleeve, and decisively attacked Ouyang Yue.

Ouyang Yue was stunned, "I'm so excited, Mr. Lin!" The Bi Yuxiao who attacked was too fierce, Ouyang Yue's face froze, he glanced at Lin Jinhuan, drew out the silver sword of the waist and hip sword, and flew to meet the enemy.

"Could it be that you suffocated at Princess Jing and provoked a lot of resentment, and came to me to vent?"

Lin Jinhuan shook Bi Yuxiao's hand, and opened his eyes with a bitter smile, "Brother Ouyang has such sharp eyes!"

"I don't dare to be sharp, it's just... Brother Lin! Life is full of joy!"

Lin Jinhuan's eyes dimmed a bit, Jinhuan!To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon!

It's just how to use up his pleasure? !

Lin Jinhuan really wanted to cut open his heart and take it out to see!

Seeing that he was slow to move, Ouyang Yue took the opportunity to volley the crane dance, and the silver sword fell dangerously on Lin Jinhuan's neck.

"Distracted?"

Lin Jinhuan flicked away the silver sword resting on his neck, forced a smile on his face, "Sometimes you must have something in your life, and there is always time in your life, so don't force it!"

Ouyang looked at him more solemnly, walked a few steps and said: "Since you know this, why do you still..." Do you not regret it?

Lin Jinhuan shook his head, then changed the topic and said: "A friend, seeing my brother so lost, you have to comfort me to some extent!"

Ouyang Yue laughed, "Tell me, do you want Su Yunyun, a famous prostitute from Yangzhou, to come and have a good time with you, or...the celebrity in Goulanyuan..."

"Fuck you." Lin Jinhuan touched the wet scar on his cheek and said, "Is there any young lady in Goulan Courtyard who is more handsome than Princess Jing?"

Ouyang Yue was taken aback for a moment, Xuan Ziyu's slightly feminine and handsome eyebrows appeared in his mind, and he shook his head.

"That's it!" Lin Jinhuan sat down, poured wine into his mouth full of melancholy and said, "And Xiaoyu is the queen of a saint, how can ordinary people be compared!"

Ouyang Yue was speechless, hurting him: "According to this, you have thrown all your heart and soul into Princess Jing, have you seen the coffin or tears?"

Lin Jinhuan looked up at the sky with a confused look on his face.

The bosses of the Demon Palace watching the competition on the side of the ring saw the arrival of Young Master Xuan, and hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and stood up to greet him.

When Shangguan Xiao, the owner of Yujian Villa, saw Prince Duan following behind the eldest son of the Xuan family, he also smiled and greeted him politely.

"Prince Duan, Mr. Xuan, you have come all the way and have worked hard!"

"En." Xuan Ziluo clasped his fists at Shangguan Xiao to return the salute, then nodded at the people in the Demon Palace, and was surrounded by people from the Demon Palace and sat on a chair to watch the competition on the stage.

Ning Chen was warmly held by Shangguan Xiao to express Yu Jian's admiration for King Duan, and kindly invited him to sit in a seat close to him.

Ning Chen was unhappy in every possible way, looking sideways at Xuan Ziluo who was calm and ignoring him, he was so anxious after thinking about it, he couldn't help but get up and say a few polite words to Shangguan Xiao, and walked to Xuan Ziluo with a stern face, very obsequious He cupped his fists and smiled at the bosses of the Demon Palace, bent down and approached Xuan Ziyu and said, "Can I sit here too?"

Xuan Ziluo looked at him with disgust, and said distantly: "Pay attention to your identity as Prince Duan."

Ning Chen continued to be shameless, and signaled the boy to bring him a chair, and sit down beside Xuan Ziluo. "

36. Uninvited guest...

Xuan Ziyu opened his eyes swollen from crying, and looked at Ning Xiu pitifully. When the warm towel touched his skin, he couldn't help shaking.

"hot……"

Ning Xiu pursed the corner of his mouth, "If it's hot, I'll replace it with cold water."

They were supposed to take a bath, but since they lived in Yujian Villa, they were just guests passing through the door. It would be too much to go to the servants to ask for bath water in broad daylight... Attracting attention, so Ning Xiu brought a basin of hot water Come and wipe Xuan Ziyu's body.

"Forget it." Xuan Ziyu raised his eyelids and said hoarsely, "You come up, I have to sleep."

Ning Xiu paused the movements in his hands, looked at the sky outside and said, "It's still early."

Xuanzi curled his lips, "Are you going to come up?" Although the voice of these words was low, their power was not small.

Ning Xiu took a hot towel and wiped him carefully and gently repeatedly, then took off the brocade robe he had just put on, stretched out his arms and hugged Xuan Ziyu and lay down.

"My brother is here."

"Ah."

"They listened to our corner."

Ning Xiu's eyes were a little dark, "...um..."

"I've suffered a loss, you have to get revenge on me."

Ning Xiu couldn't help laughing, rubbed his slightly sweaty hair and said, "Tell me, how can we get revenge?"

"Eavesdrop on their corners."

The corner of Ning Xiu's mouth twitched, thinking: Actually, Ning Chen and Xuan Ziluo probably haven't developed so fast yet, right?

They came here now, could it be that something really happened in the capital?Or... is there turmoil in the Demon Palace?

"How many days can I take the medicine brought by Shuiyue?" Ning Xiu looked down at Xuan Ziyu, who was crawling on him with blushing face and squinting eyes. If the medicine brought by Shuiyue could not hold Xuan Ziyu until the martial arts conference On that day, they would have to go back to the Demon Palace ahead of time to find Xuan Ziyu's father for the medicine.

"I don't know." Xuanzi Yuwo mumbled in Ning Xiu's arms, "Ning Xiu, if someone takes me away, will you be in a hurry?"

"Huh?" Ning Xiu was slightly surprised, "Why do you say that?"

Xuan Ziyu hummed and rubbed against his chest, "Because I have a bad feeling."

Ning Xiu propped himself up slightly, staring at him seriously, "What's the matter?"

Xuan Ziyu was a little uncomfortable being stared at by his fiery eyes, turned over and wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis and said: "If my poisonous father can't be cured, I have to invite my ascetic, cold and rigid current saint of Cangshan The guardian of the temple, Xuan Jiuyou has come to relieve him, I don't want to see him."

Ning Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses and said, "Is that the one who looks very similar to you?"

Xuan Ziyu gave him a pale look and said, "I really don't know how Daddy gave birth to children, how could he make me look like him!"

Ning Xiu embraced him and smiled, "Actually, this king thinks that the princess's appearance is unique."

"You have eyesight!"

Xuan Ziyu crawled on top of him with hands and feet, "Sleep."

"it is good."

Ning Xiu's arms around him tightened even more, and the husband and wife embraced each other and fell asleep.

Under the arena, Xuan Ziluo looked at the entrance of the courtyard worriedly, he seemed a little anxious and restless.

Shuiyue saw something different from Xuan Ziluo's face, she leaned forward and asked, "What are you worried about, Eldest Young Master?"

Xuan Ziluo frowned, "You guys go back to the courtyard to guard, don't let a fly fly in."

After arriving in Nandu, he received a letter from Feige from his father in the magic palace, saying that because of the poison on Ziyu's body, they had already notified Xuan Jiuyou, the guardian of the temple in Cangshan, to come down to help Xuanzi. Feather is detoxified!

You must know that Xuan Ziyu and Xuan Jiuyou cannot meet each other, especially on such an occasion, not only will everyone be confused by their appearance, but Xuan Ziyu will be so irritable when he sees him Crazy, impulsive runaway!

Xuan Ziluo also came here for this matter, but the most deadly reason was that Xuan Jiuyou wanted to arrest Xuan Ziyu when he saw him, because Xuan Ziyu inherited Xuan's blood at night and possessed the power to become a saint. The blood body of one of His Highness's guardians, so... this time, the father and father of the Demon Palace had no choice but to invite Xuan Jiuyou to come out of the mountain. However, once he comes out of the mountain, Xuan Ziyu's good days will soon come to an end!

Xuan Ziluo was very anxious in his heart. He considered how to tell this news to Ning Xiu without telling Xuan Ziyu. Just now, he wanted to enter Yujian Villa and went to Xuan Ziyu to talk about it, but who would have thought that the two Personally, I don't know taboos at all, in broad daylight...

Shuiyue nodded clearly, and said to Wuhen: "Let's go, we have a task!"

Wuhen stood aside with his arms folded expressionlessly, "Why do you call me when you have a mission?"

"Because you are the right protector!" Shuiyue's face sank, and she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth.

Wuhen glanced at him calmly, "Aren't the masters of the Five Elements Sect also here? Besides, their martial arts are no worse than you and me!"

Shuiyue looked at him in surprise, and reached out to touch Wuhen's forehead, "You have a fever, are you sick? Why are you talking so much today!"

Dodging his touch without a trace, and flying out of the yard with a light touch on the toes.

Shuiyue looked at the man's lithe figure like a moth, scolded mother, gave the Five Elements Sect masters a look, and flew out of the courtyard.

Duan Muyu frowned and looked at the positions of the people in the Demon Palace with corners of his eyes. After thinking for a while, he got up and greeted Shangguan Xiao, and then walked out of the yard.

"Who is that?"

"Duanmuyu in Ziyilou."

Xuan Ziluo looked at Duanmuyu's leaving figure in a daze, "Duanmuyu, the purple-clothed landlord who collects all kinds of intelligence and gossip from the rivers and lakes?"

"Ah."

Ning Chen looked a little displeased, he looked at Xuan Ziluo quietly and said, "Don't look, everyone is gone!"

"You look pretty." Xuan Ziluo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "The members of the four major families all seem to have extraordinary looks!"

Ning Chen's slumped face became even uglier.

"Only members of our royal family are so inconspicuous!" He sighed resignedly.

Xuan Ziluo looked back, looked Ning Chen up and down and said, "Fortunately, you know yourself!"

Ning Chen looked at him complicatedly and painfully, his fragile heart was shattered by Xuan Ziluo's words!

Is it so easy for him to grow up? It's not that he wants to grow so that he can't catch Xuan Ziluo's eyes. It's all his mother and concubine's fault, his father's emperor who didn't study carefully when he made him, and made him Perfect!

"You guys are really not mean!" When Duanmuyu found the courtyard where Ouyang Yue lived, he saw two young talents sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, drunk from drinking, and their eyes were hazy.

Lin Jinhuan crawled on the stone table in a distraught state, not forgetting to drag his injured half of his face with his palm.

"The group arena competition is over?"

"No."

Duan Muyu stepped forward and snatched the wine glass from Lin Jinhuan's hand, smiled calmly and said, "Master Xuan is here, and so is Prince Duan."

"Huh?" Lin Jinhuan blinked and murmured, "Ning Chen and Ziluo are here too?!"

Duan Muyu suppressed his smile, nodded and thought for a while, and said, "Just now, I saw that Mr. Xuan looked anxious, as if something was about to happen, and in the blink of an eye, the two guardians of the Demon Palace who were watching the fight under the arena They all disappeared. It seems that their arrival shows that something is going to happen...

"Who is it?!" Ouyang Yue soared into the air, the silver sword in his hand slashed across the treetops, and directly attacked the person hiding behind the shadow of the tree.

"Master Xuan Shao!"

Duanmuyu concentrated his attention to see the man clearly, and let out a cry.

Ouyang Yue hastily withdrew his sword and fell to the ground from the air.

Lin Jinhuan got up nimbly and raised his eyes to see the person in hiding.

"Then... isn't it Xuan Ziyu?" Just when did he climb up the tree?

The man raised his eyes and stood on the top of the tree, wearing a black brocade robe fluttering in the wind, exuding an aura of aloofness that disdains everything.

Lin Jinhuan shook his swollen head, fixed his eyes on the person on the treetop, "Little Feather, it's windy up there, hurry down."

The man cast a disdainful glance at Lin Jinhuan, and flew up to the ground in a flutter.

Such a deep and silent internal force is beyond the imagination of Lin Jinhuan, Duanmu Yuyi and others.

It's just that the Xuan Ziyu they knew... seemed to have no internal force in his body except for a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu.

Could it be... is it all a disguise?

Lin Jinhuan touched the injured face, approached the man affectionately and said, "Why did you suddenly run up the tree? Where is Ning Xiu?"

"Where's Ning Xiu?" The man stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Lin Jinhuan with a self-respecting attitude and asked, "Isn't Ning Xiu in this yard?"

Doesn't Xuan Ziyu in my memory like to be lively?

He smelled the aroma of wine and heard the sound of laughter. He thought this was Xuan Ziyu's courtyard, but...

"Isn't Ning Xiu listening to Yuge?"

"Where is Ting Yu Pavilion?"

This slightly louder voice made Lin Jinhuan feel very strange.

The cold, cold, non-popular questioning was obviously different from Xuan Ziyu's.

Duan Muyu and Ouyang Yue also seemed to notice something strange, stepped forward and said: "Since Mr. Xuan is here, let's have a drink together, where do I still have some dried meat, let the servants get it now .”

"No need!" The man cast a contemptuous glance at Duanmu Yu and Ouyang Yue who were smiling gently, and in the blink of an eye he restrained Lin Jinhuan, who was covering his face and watching him in a trance.

"Take me to listen to Yuge!"

"Little Feather!"

Lin Jinhuan exclaimed, his throat was firmly stuck in the hand of the man, "Have you quarreled with Ning Xiu? Forgot the way back? Alright, I'll take you there now."

Duanmu Yu and Ouyang Yue looked at each other in dismay. They looked at Lin Jinhuan, who was forced to smile with sympathy, and looked at the person who restrained Lin Jinhuan with admiration.

How superb this man's martial arts must be, to be able to hold hostage Mr. Lin Jinhuan, who is well-known and ranked among the top ten martial arts masters in the Jianghu, so easily in front of their three great martial arts heroes.

Could it be that... Xuan Ziyu is an out-and-out expert?

Or... is this person with the exact same face as Xuan Ziyu a master from beyond the sky? !

"Are you Little Feather?" A layer of cold sweat broke out on Lin Jinhuan's forehead, and he was sure that the person holding him was not Xuan Ziyu.

Because Xuan Ziyu had never practiced any internal kung fu, let alone such agility and long breathing.

All these things showed that the person who was holding him hostage and who had exactly the same appearance as Xuan Ziyu was a stranger to them.

"Young Master Lin..."

Duan Muyu and Ouyang Yue came back to their senses, and chased them out of the courtyard worriedly.

"The lord and the concubine are resting, and no one else can come near." Before they reached the Tingyu Pavilion, they saw Shuiyue commanding a group of servants at the door shouting for Qing people!

Lin Jinhuan looked at Wuhen and smiled and opened his eyes, "Wuhen Protector." He shouted at the top of his voice, turning his back to Wuhen Huo Ran, the moment he saw the face of the person who hijacked him , pupils shrunk slightly, pulled out the silver sword, and waited solemnly.

"Water Moon!"

Shuiyue's expression also changed, and she jumped up and ran into the courtyard.

"Unbelievable!"

The man stretched out his fingers, snapped Lin Jinhuan in place, and flew towards the silver sword Wuhen attacked.

"Young Master Lin!"

Ouyang Yue and Duan Muyu released the acupuncture points on Lin Jinhuan's body, and also joined the battle.

"boom!"

Shuiyue jumped from the window into the inner room where Xuan Ziyu and Ning Xiu lived.

"My lord, young palace master, get up quickly! Xuan Jiuyou is here!"

Relying on his excellent hearing, Ning Xiu had already woken up from his sleep when the sound of fighting came from outside.

He put on his robe, and before he could even get out of bed, Xuan Ziyu shuddered all over, alertly opened his eyes and put on his clothes indiscriminately, saying, "Ning Xiu, hurry up, put on your clothes, and run for your life!"

"Water Moon!"

Wuhen's urgent voice came again, and Shuiyue's face shuddered, "Put on your clothes and run away, I will help Wuhen hold him."

Xuan Ziyu put on his clothes indiscriminately, and hugged the neck of Ning Xiu who was dressed, and was so anxious that he was about to cry: "Hurry up, let's go!"

Ning Xiu was full of doubts in his heart, but when he came into contact with Xuan Ziyu's pale and anxious eyes, he temporarily suppressed his doubts, picked up a big cloak, wrapped Xuan Ziyu tightly, and held the His ass jumped out of the window with ease.

37. Family Gathering...

It's a pity that the sky didn't come true, when Ning Xiu just jumped out of the window with Xuan Ziyu in his arms, he saw figures in the air swaying, and after a vigorous cry, the man in black, Xuan Jiuyou, moved flexibly with his sword and avoided the attacks of the few people who were fighting with him , and stabbed straight into Ning Xiu's arms!

"Ning Xiu, save me!" When Xuan Ziyu poked his head out of the cloak and met Xuan Jiuyou's line of sight, he flinched and hugged Ning Xiu's neck tightly.

Ning Xiu was stunned by the similarity between the man in black and Xuan Ziyu's appearance. When he regained his senses and was about to fight back, the man's silver sword had almost landed on his neck.

"Get your stinky sword away!" Seeing Ning Xiu being restrained, Xuan Ziyu yelled at the man regardless: "Xuan Jiuyou, can you take your sword away?"

Lin Jinhuan, Duanmuyu, Ouyangyue and the three also pounced on Xuan Jiuyou's side, and before they could join forces to attack, Xuan Ziluo rushed from the gate of the courtyard with a group of big men from the Demon Palace.

"Everyone stop!" He looked helplessly at the crowd who were about to draw swords, walked up to Xuan Jiuyou and saluted, "Zi Luo has seen my little uncle."

"Yeah." Xuan Jiuyou glanced at him coldly and arrogantly, retracting his sword back into its sheath.

"Aren't you poisoned?" He glanced coldly around the crowd, and finally he turned his eyes to the place where Ning Xiu was crawling on Ning Xiu's neck, pouting and blowing at the place where Ning Xiu had just been scratched by a silver sword. Get angry.

"What's the matter? I don't need you to save me if I'm poisoned!" Xuan Ziyu gave him an angry look, "Brother, who called this ice bump down from Cangshan Mountain?"

Xuan Ziluo frowned, and said coldly: "Ziyu, pay attention to etiquette, and you haven't said hello to uncle yet."

Xuan Ziyu curled his lips and snorted coldly, "If you're not in Cangshan to protect the temple, what are you doing here?"

A cold light flashed in Xuan Jiuyou's deep black eyes, and he stood sideways with his hands behind his back, with his back to Xuan Ziyu, silent.

"Pretending to be deep again!" Xuan Ziyu made a grimace at him, "You are only 30 years old and pretend to be like an old man in his seventies and eighties! Hypocrisy!"

Everyone gasped in unison, judging from Xuan Jiuyou's internal martial arts just now, he is definitely a top-notch master outside the sky.

Hearing what Xuan Ziyu said, he just looked at Xuan Ziluo without changing expression, "Is Long Su here?"

Xuan Ziluo hurriedly whispered: "Father and Daddy will be there later."

"Well, I'll wait for them here!"

After the words fell, Xuan Jiuyou disappeared into the courtyard like a gust of wind, and a cold snort came from the air: "Don't try to escape, if you do, the poison on your body will never be cured!"

This is a warning and a threat in disguise!

Xuan Ziluo looked at Xuan Ziyu with pity, "Go and rest, father and father will be here later, to detoxify you need uncle and father to heal the poison for you!"

Xuan Ziyu looked at Ning Xiu wanting to cry, "They're going to stab me with a needle again, you have to save me!"

Ning Xiu's heart tightened, he touched Xuan Ziyu's pitiful face and said, "I'll be with you while you cure the poison."

It seems that Xuan Jiuyou should be the guardian of Cangshan Temple, and now he has come down the mountain to treat Xuan Ziyu's poison.

Ning Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that Xuan Ziyu felt inexplicable pressure because of Xuan Jiuyou's arrival.

After the people in the Demon Palace thanked Lin Jinhuan and the other three, Xuan Ziyu was carried back to the room by Ning Xiu.

Xuan Ziluo and Ning Chen also followed in.

"Why did you ask him to come?" On the bed, Xuan Ziyu looked at Xuan Ziluo accusingly wrapped in a quilt, "Obviously my father can also use internal force to help me detoxify, why did daddy tell Xuan Jiuyou about my poisoning?"

Xuan Ziluo pondered for a moment, stepped forward and whispered: "If it's really that simple, why did father and father bother to disturb the little uncle, Ziyu, don't you understand?"

If he hadn't been pregnant, his father might have used his internal force to force out the soul-destroying poison, but now there is still a life conceived in his body, and a little carelessness would endanger the lives of the fetus and Xuan Ziyu. They all knew something about it, so Xuan Ziyu's parents were cautious.

"To undo the poison of the soul, you need the thousand-year-old holy lotus growing outside the Cangshan Temple. If you don't tell my little uncle about your poisoning, where did we get the thousand-year-old holy lotus?" This sentence broke everything in everyone's heart Confuse.

Ning Xiu kept looking at Xuan Ziyu's small face, and said, "You really look like him!"

Lin Jinhuan jumped into the inner room from nowhere, covered his face and pointed to his neck, and said to Xuan Ziyu who was wronged: "Why don't you let him give me some of the thousand-year-old holy lotus, I lost my appearance today, just now He was beaten into internal injuries again, so it's not too much to ask for something?"

Xuan Ziyu looked at Lin Jinhuan and gave him a very vicious look and said: "If you have the ability, you can ask him for it, I don't care! Besides..." He wanted to speak but stopped secretly glanced at Ning Xiu, put He said softly: "Didn't I apply medicine and bandage the wound for you? Who asked you to take off the bandage? I don't care about my business if you lose your appearance!"

Ning Xiu lowered his head, a strange thin line appeared at the corner of his mouth, looked up at Lin Jinhuan, slipped out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and threw it to him, saying, "It's for promoting muscle and relieving pain, if you lose your appearance, I will take responsibility!"

Lin Jinhuan took the medicine and almost spat out dog blood on Ning Xiu's face.

"No...that's not necessary! Anyway, it's only the appearance that's damaged, and our heart is still perfect."

Xuan Ziyu glared at him, "Get out, I don't want to see you."

Lin Jinhuan didn't take it seriously, cast a playful look at him, and said with a smile: "I'll take my leave, my concubine, don't obsess about the villain and curse secretly in my heart!"

"Get out!" Xuan Ziyu was stimulated and jumped off the bed, and he was disfigured as he was about to jump on Lin Jinhuan and bite him again.

But with Ning Xiu standing beside him, he must not allow his princess to have such intimate physical contact with other men.

Hugging Xuan Ziyu and pressing him on the bed, he said, "Isn't your back hurting? Get some sleep!"

"Back hurts, butt hurts even more!"

Ning Xiu's face became hot, Xuan Ziluo cast a glance at Xuan Ziyu hiding his face and retreated.

Ning Chen smiled brightly, looking at the two people beside the bed with a look of fun.

"go out."

Ning Xiu mumbled coldly, "Do you still want me to invite you out?"

Ning Chen said cheekily: "No need, I'll go by myself!"

There were four couples looking at each other in the bedroom.

"Butt hurts." Xuan Ziyu gripped Ning Xiu's hand and complained, "Just now I was in a hurry to escape and forgot the pain, now it hurts so much!"

Ning Xiu said with a sullen head, "I'll pay attention next time."

I will never do those difficult poses in those erotic pictures of men and women. If I let him know who drew the erotic pictures, he will definitely...

"But it's very comfortable to do!"

Ning Xiu looked at him in surprise.

"The pain in the butt is worth it!" Xuan Ziyu added!

Ning Xiu pursed his lips and remained silent, the tenderness in his eyes was obvious.

The two were kissing me and I was sparking constantly, and when the tenderness was overflowing, the fellow Shuiyue let out a long drink at the top of his throat, which made Xuan Ziyu's whole body tremble, and with the help of Ning Xiu, he put on a robe and got out of bed .

In the outer room, a ray of sunset light came in through the window, and under the floating light stood two older men.

One was looking at the equipment in the house curiously. This person looked familiar. He had played soy sauce at the beginning of the article. He was Xuan Ziyu's father, Xuan Molin.

And the other man was looking at the man standing with his hands behind his back outside the door, dressed in a beautiful ink-colored dress, with sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, his appearance was high, his handsome eyebrows were arrogant and unruly, and his long black hair was crowned with a gold-encrusted jasper hair crown. Bunched up, the breeze passed by the door, raising his hair that was hanging on both sides.

The man's aura was so cold that everyone in the Demon Palace stood respectfully outside the door, and the temperature in the entire room dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Xuan Ziyu followed Ning Xiu out