Heaven will send great responsibility to invisible people

Long Yuanle lay beside Shentu Bo with his eyes wide open, feeling as excited as he was on the first New Year's Eve since he could remember.

After watching the New Year's Eve that night, he slept with his brothers and sisters. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep, and he waited for the master to give them new clothes on the first day of the new year.Now he has long forgotten whether there were new clothes that year. According to his poor master, maybe he didn't even eat meat that year, let alone new clothes.But even so, he still remembers how he felt back then.

It had been a long time since he had made friends other than his senior brothers, and he had inexplicable expectations about making friends, always thinking that after this night he and brother Shentu would become particularly good friends.

While Long Yuanle was thinking wildly, Shen Tubo's heart was also turbulent.He hasn't slept in the same bed with someone for a long time, and he is not used to having another person lying next to him. He always feels uncomfortable, unable to turn over at will, scratch itches, pick his feet, and roll endlessly on the bed... ...It's disgusting, who the hell likes to sleep with other people?What a shame.

Half an hour later, Shen Tubo fell asleep, and could no longer maintain the image of a gentle and refined hero like when he was awake.At first he just snored, then he started talking in his sleep, and finally twisted, turned around and hugged Long Yuanle.

Fortunately, Long Yuanle was also sound asleep, so he didn't notice anything.

After another hour, Shen Tubo was awakened by a sound.

This movement came from Long Yuanle, who was moving his body and making uncomfortable noises.Shen Tubo was embarrassed when he heard it, thinking, are you having a nightmare, or are you being haunted by ghosts?This guy has a lot of things to do, how can he sleep well like him, how comfortable to sleep with something warm and tactile...

As soon as he lowered his head, he realized that the warm and pleasant thing in his arms was Long Yuanle. Long Yuanle was almost breathless from his embrace, and tried to break free in his sleep helplessly.

Hold!Shen Tubo was startled, and quickly put away his hands and feet that got wrapped around Long Yuanle at some point.

what happened?I don't have the habit of sleeping with my arms around things!

Once the restraint was loosened, Long Yuanle rolled to the wall, curled up like a shrimp.Shentu Bo pulled the quilt to cover each other, and then arranged his hands and feet, making sure that he would not move around and fell asleep again.

Before dawn, Shen Tubo woke up.

He slept very comfortably, and it was rare that he didn't want to get up to practice. He just wanted to lie on the bed, lie in the warm blanket, and hug... Long Yuanle in his arms.

hell!He looked at Long Yuanle who appeared in his arms again at some point, and was so scared that he almost peed early in the morning.

Long Yuanle curled up into a ball and huddled in his arms.His right hand passed under Long Yuanyue's waist, and his left hand was holding Long Yuanyue horizontally.This was enough to embarrass him, but what was even more frightening was that his left foot was even stuck between Long Yuanle's legs, and his right foot was wrapped around Long Yuanle at an unruly angle.

Even if he wanted to withdraw his hand at this time, he didn't know where to start...

Shen Tubo was in a mixed mood, he was both embarrassed and a little surprised that he had the habit of sleeping with his arms around things.He looked down at Long Yuanle, Long Yuanle was in a deep sleep, and the slightly warm breath on his body made him feel... so itchy.Especially Long Yuanle's hair was scratching lightly in front of his nose, and the urge to sneeze couldn't be suppressed.

He endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but "ha chirp" and sneezed very fiercely.

Long Yuanle was startled awake, and suddenly raised his head and hit Shen Tubo's chin directly.Both of them cried out in pain, they were so painful that they couldn't speak, they were in a hurry, and they didn't separate, but they were still entangled with the quilt.

"Brother Shentu, what happened..." Long Yuanle hadn't woken up yet.

"I don't know, you're sleepy..." In the panic, Shen Tubo still remembered the nonsense, and Long Yuanle was taken aback for a while.

After some difficulty, the two broke free from the quilt, and after breaking free, they couldn't help sitting on the bed together in a daze.

"Brother Shentu, I had a nightmare last night." Long Yuanle with his messy hair on his head, "I dreamed that I was entangled by an octopus, and I couldn't breathe. The octopus's hands are so long , taller than me, entangled me so tightly that no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't break free."

Oh, that octopus is me.Shen Tubo asked concerned: "It's so scary, then what?"

"I killed it and it was a real pleasure."

"..."

There was silence in the room, and no one spoke.

After a while, Shentu Bo said: "I want to meditate, do you want to join me?"

No one answered, Shen Tubo turned his head and saw Long Yuanle sitting cross-legged, with his head lowered, as if he had fallen asleep again.He covered Long Yuanle with the quilt, sat down by himself, and began to practice inner strength.

There was not much time for him to practice in Qianlin Mountain, and he was always interrupted when practicing sword. Only when he returned to Tiancheng Mountain of the Demon Sect could he practice sword without distracting thoughts.But this inner strength is different, no matter how busy he is, it is still something he must do every day, and he always chooses to practice in the morning when no one disturbs him.

Shen Tubo's practice lasted for an hour, when he restrained his breath and opened his eyes, the sky was already dawn, and the birds were chirping outside the house, he felt that he was in a particularly good spirit today, maybe it was because he slept comfortably last night.

Long Yuanle still maintained the posture just now and did not move, sleeping very soundly.Shen Tubo got up, washed and dressed, and after packing everything, he went to the cafeteria to get some food and came back. After he had finished his breakfast, Long Yuanle remained motionless.

This sleep is too dead.

Shen Tubo sat at the table, watching the quilt on the bed floating in the air, and knew that Long Yuanle was sitting there sleeping.However, after watching it for a while, he began to notice that something was wrong.

The room was quiet, not even the sound of breathing, Long Yuanle seemed to have lost his breath.

"Long Yuanle!" Shen Tubo hurried forward.

He rushed back to the bed, lifted the quilt, and Long Yuanle's figure appeared.At this time, Long Yuanle opened his eyes, and asked with a confused face: "What's wrong? Why do you look so anxious..."

I thought you were dead!

Shen Tubo shouted in his heart, but he managed to hold up a smile on the surface, and said: "I brought you buns back, I think it's almost cold, you are still asleep, I want to wake you up for dinner."

"Oh, I'm not sleeping, I'm practicing internal strength." Long Yuanle stretched his waist, with a smile on his face, he pulled his clothes with a smile and got out of bed, muttering "baozi, baozi" in his mouth, as if Very happy.

Shen Tubo watched Long Yuanle disappear before his eyes, and watched the buns on the table float up, disappearing piece by piece, with a thoughtful expression.

Only then did he remember that Long Yuanle's steps and breathing were unbelievably light, and he was always elusive. With his martial arts, he often didn't notice Long Yuanle coming by his side.He was always distracted by Long Yuanle's silly and wretched appearance, and when he thought about it carefully, he actually still didn't understand what Long Yuanle's martial arts were.

At this thought, he recalled what he wanted to know when he was still in Tiancheng Mountain, how did Long Yuanle climb up the mountain, did he really climb up the mountain with bare hands?Even he himself would not have climbed up with bare hands, he has always walked the secret path that only a few of them know...

"Young Hero Long."

"Brother Shentu just call me by my name." Long Yuanle's vague voice came from the table, his mouth full, "Or you can call me Xiaoyuan like my senior brother and others."

"Yuan Le," Shen Tubo called him, "Would you like to practice swords with me later? Come and learn from each other."

"Practicing swords? I haven't fought with people much, and I don't know how to learn from each other. What if I get stabbed to death by you later?"

"Guaranteed not to."

"How could it not be possible? You won't be able to see me when we are some distance away. If my foot slips and falls on your sword, and you don't have time to pull the sword away, then I will become a skewer." Long Yuan Le was very serious, "I became Chuan Chuan, so you have to replace me as my master's food."

Long Yuanle saw Shen Tubo's subtle expression, and explained to Shen Tubo kindly: "We are very poor in Buxian Valley, and everyone can't eat enough. The brothers and sisters are too exhausted to practice, and there will be more after the practice." Eat. So I will definitely not be able to beat you, and I will be poked into skewers by you."

Seeing that Shen Tubo was still thinking, he was afraid that Shen Tubo would still want to drag him into sword practice, so he took another bun and ran away.

Shen Tubo sat alone in front of the bed, still thinking about what "Master's food storage" was, and when he came to his senses, he forgot about Long Yuanle's martial arts.