Dressed as a sick beauty

The City of No Return used to be an extremely miserable place behind the gate of a poor prison. In seven years, it changed from a desolate scene to a bustling city. At noon, the outside world was scorching hot. Alternation, no diurnal change?.

Lanterns of various colors are hung on both sides of the streets in the city, and the crowds are bustling, just like ordinary markets.

A little commotion in the street this afternoon, okay? That's going to be sorted out soon.

"Excuse me, my family's two guards came out," the brocade-clothed man dragged one person with each of his left and right hands. Under the watchful eyes of a group of people wearing cold iron masks, he laughed and groaned as he dragged the two of them into the Heaven and Earth Pavilion.

"Commander, is that all?"

"It's okay, just report to the Lord?"

With the door closed behind him, Jia Tang fed the elixir to the two injured one by one, turned around and poured a cup of tea, squatted on the ground with the hot tea in his hand, took a sip slowly, and said coolly: "Who are you? No? Something is wrong, I came all the way from Xianmeng to the city of Bugui to die, huh?"

Jia Tang patted one of them on the forehead unceremoniously: "I'm talking about you, Chu Baiyang."

Chu Baiyang glared angrily: "You don't care, I came here with the leader? To save my brother!"

"Who's calling Mengmeng again?" Nan Duyi sat up, covering her chest, a fat white bug popped out of her head by her ear, her face was flushed red, "Just call me Mengmeng? You don't need to call me Mengzhu."

Nan Duyi was injured and coughed a little: "I didn't call you, I called you."

"Fortunately? There is Mu Qingyuan in Xianmeng," Jia Tang looked at the two and sighed, "You didn't tell him, did you act without authorization?"

Chu Baiyang: "We have found a way to break the barrier of Shura. Mu Qingyuan has to make a long-term plan. I can't wait."

Nan Duyi added: "Me too? I can't wait."

If Chu Baiyue, Yu Chenyan and others can be rescued from the barrier, someone can replace him as the leader of the alliance, and everyone will be happy.

Jia Tang was silent for a moment: "The method you are talking about is Xuanwu order?"

Chu Baiyang's expression changed instantly, and he and Nan Duyi looked at each other in dismay: "There is an inner ghost in the Xianmeng."

Zheng!

The cold sword came out of its sheath and pointed at Jia Tang.

"You dare to tell Gu Moze, don't blame me for not remembering my past friendship!"

Jia Tang pulled the sword away expressionlessly: "This is the bait he threw casually, you fell for it."

Chu Baiyang's expression changed, and he didn't know whether to believe it or not.

Jia Tang showed an indescribable expression. After drinking tea, he got up and said, "No matter how you got into the city and what you want to do, go back quickly."

Chu Baiyang's eyes were dark, and he said coldly: "What are you going to do, if I can't save my brother this time, I will die with Gu Moze."

Jia Tang: "The only one who will die then is you."

Chu Baiyang: "That's it? It's better than idling along?!"

Jia Tang rubbed his forehead and waved his hand: "You can't stop him, go back to Xianmeng and wait."

Chu Baiyang sneered: "Are you waiting to die?"

Jia Tang lowered his eyes, and a swaying magic talisman hung on his waist: "Wait for Master to wake up."

Chu Baiyang was silent.

Nan Duyi's eyes lit up: "Brother Wen is still there?"

When Wen Qiushi disappeared, everyone didn't know where he went.

"Of course." Jia Tang looked confused, "It's just that I haven't woken up yet, and I miss him when I talk about Master. It's time for me to visit Master."

Chu Baiyang: "Where is the talisman master?"

Jia Tang: "Wonderful Autumn Palace."

Chu Baiyang took a breath, and grabbed his skirt: "You can enter that impregnable palace like iron wall at will! Then why don't you..."

why no?

Don't report to Xianmeng, don't assassinate Gu Moze...

Gu Moze still has some affection for Jia Tang. In troubled times, only Tiandi Pavilion can survive alone. Jia Tang is in the city of no return? Yes? He is at ease, why put himself in danger.

Even so, Chu Baiyang was angry, pointed at Jia Tang's nose and said, "You have no intention of punishing rape and eradicating evil, so you are in vain as a cultivator!"

Jia Tang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and flung his sleeves away: "Ask the people from Xianmeng to pick you up, I'm going to visit Master."

Luanqiu Palace.

Jia Tang walked towards the dormitory in a familiar way, and at the fork in the road, Yu Qi, the leader of the Northern Territory who was escorted back by the demon soldiers, knelt down and walked forward tremblingly. He accidentally saw him, and seemed to recognize him, and cast him a look for help.

Lanyue City was broken yesterday, without a single soldier, and the Lord of the Northern Territory surrendered.

Jia Tang turned a blind eye to his pleading, and did not stop in his footsteps. He had seen these scenes a lot, and his heart was hard to stir.

He turned a corner with his hands behind his back and walked towards the bedroom. Not long after, he stopped in front of a dimly lit corridor.

At the end of the aisle, a tall and slender figure walked in from the dim light. The man was dressed in a golden robe, and his hair was tied in a black crown. ? Knowing the handsome face revealed.

Emperor Gu, the evil emperor, the only emperor in the cultivation world for thousands of years.

Jia Tang sighed in his heart?

He's not a sentimental person, but when he saw Gu Moze in recent years, he couldn't help but sigh. After thinking about it, he felt that he was sighing for Master.

To be an incomparable emperor in the cultivation world, enjoying thousands of people kneeling down and looking down on all beings, is awe-inspiring. But Jia Tang always feels that this is not what Gu Moze wants, nor is it what Master wants to see.

Although he prayed for his master to wake up every day, he was a little afraid that his master would wake up and see Gu Moze like this, what was in his heart? How did he feel?

Jia Tang stood where he was and raised his hand in salute.

He would come to visit his master every day. Gu Moze gave permission for this. Gu Moze passed him by, paused slightly, and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't show the bitter face to the uncle."

Jia Tang raised the corners of his mouth, but he said that Master couldn't see it. If he could see it, he would not only show Wen Qiushi a bitter face, but also a crying face.

"Master, how long do you have to sleep?" Jia Tang sat on the chair beside the bed, and the light-colored veil was lifted to one side, revealing a young man lying quietly on the bed, with a peaceful sleeping face, breathing lightly and long, like a deep sleeper, The only difference? Can't wake up.

Wen Qiushi was totally unaware of Jia Tang's nagging by the bed. He was always conscious, but stuck in the memory of the past.

He has been a heavenly gift for ten years, and at this time he is at the Ghost Crying Cliff, the place where he thought he had started to wear books.

After uncontrollably falling down the Ghost Crying Cliff, Wen Qiushi's consciousness became muddled. He vaguely felt that there were many people standing around him, but the atmosphere was still solid, and there was a dull atmosphere in the tranquility.

In the sleeping hall, the lights were brightly lit, light smoke was blowing from the small purple gold stove on the tea table, and a group of waiters stood in front of the screen with their heads bowed, holding water of a suitable temperature in their hands.

Behind the exquisite and large screen, Gu Moze held the hand of the sleeping person on the bed, and wiped his slender and beautiful fingers with a wet veil. He was facing the light, his eyelids were lowered, and all his emotions were restrained in the dark, allowing outsiders to peep Nothing.

It's time to wake up, uncle.

Gu Moze thought.

Just as he was wiping his fingertips, Gu Moze froze. He looked at the young man's cheek and held his breath. Just now, he completely restrained his emotions and blinked into a nervousness that was visible to the naked eye.

Under his gaze, Wen Qiu raised his long eyelashes, and immediately realized his existence, his face was not confused for a moment, and his eyebrows and eyes curved into a smile.

"Everyone? Get out."

A low voice came from behind the screen.

All the waiters were stunned. Who is lying on the bed? No one knows, but? For the Lord? He is more important than life.

I just wiped it right now, so why did they all suddenly leave?

Doubts turned into doubts, everyone bowed without hesitation and retreated. They were well-trained and left the dormitory without making a sound.

The door closed, and the lights in the hall flickered.

Wen Qiushi blinked, looked at the man who was holding his hand, his face changed slightly: "How long have I been asleep?"

Gu Moze's eyes darkened, his jaw line became sharper, and his demeanor changed slightly. When he stared at him without saying a word, he felt a sense of danger.

Wen Qiushi was full of doubts, his memory stayed in the destruction of the heavenly book, and he fainted to the ground. Although he was a little annoyed about this matter, he couldn't really blame Gu Moze.

"Why are not you talking??"

As if his body hadn't moved for a long time, Wen Qiushi planned to sit up and move around, propped his hands on the bed, Qingsi left the pillow, and the next second, a tall shadow fell on him.

Gu Moze pushed him back, and his thin lips, which had never been opened, parted slightly, sealing his lips.

Wen Qiushi was only wearing an inner coat, and through the thin material, he felt the scorching temperature of his body pressing down on him, his heart tightened, and his long eyelashes trembled uneasily.

The dormitory was quiet, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

Under the extreme kissing, Wen Qiushi's breath was robbed, he grabbed Gu Moze's delicately embroidered waistband, a little out of breath, bent his knees and bumped into him.

This collision seems to have caused a lot of trouble.

Bai Nen's earlobe was lightly bitten, Wen Qiushi's face turned red, and his whole body was immersed in blushing. Before he knew it, the waist seal he was holding in his hand came loose, and Gu Moze's large coat was thrown on the ground. On the ground, the veil beside the bed fell down.

Covered by him, Wen Qiushi was stunned for two seconds, met his dark and deep eyes, suddenly realized something, and struggled unbelievably.

"Think about it in the long run, take a long view on this matter...well..."

Wen Qiushi never expected that the welcome ceremony for waking up would be so simple and rude.

He was so dazed by Gu Moze's kiss that his underwear was untied? I don't know.

The collar hangs loosely on the young man's arms. The snow-white skin is exposed? Underneath is the black and white silk, which is clearly black and white. It constantly stimulates Gu Moze's nerves.

He lowered his head into the side of his fair neck, sniffing the fresh and charming breath, grabbed Wen Qiushi's timid waist, and completely enveloped him under him.

"Ugh-"

Water mist hangs from the eyelashes like crow feathers, and the whole body shudders when he hears Qiushi.

He bit his lips tightly, restraining the sobs that he wanted to let out again, and a teardrop of physiology rolling down from the corner of his eyes was kissed by Gu Moze, with a tenderness that was completely different from his lower body movements.

A hoarse voice sounded beside his ears: "Welcome back, Uncle Master."

.....

In the early morning, the waiter who was guarding outside the bedroom waited for a long time, and after realizing something was wrong, he left wisely.

After noon, Jia Tang rushed to Wangqiu Palace, and walked towards the sleeping hall as in the past few years, but today, before he reached the entrance of the hall, he was stopped by the demon soldiers raised by Gu Moze.

"What are you doing, don't you recognize me?"

The magic soldier said: "There is an order from the Lord, no one is allowed to disturb."

Jia Tang showed a puzzled expression, looking at the bedroom in the distance, his expression froze suddenly, and his breathing became short of breath.

Master!Must be? Master is awake!Or not? So unusual.

Jia Tang stared at the closed palace door, wishing he could throw off the demon soldiers and rush inside. He was so excited. He suppressed his excitement forcibly, paced up and down, and then simply sat on the ground and waited.

Wait, wait until evening.

Jia Tang was blocked by the demon soldiers, looking up at the gate of the palace where there was no movement, impatiently asking, "What the hell are you doing, you still haven't come out!"

In the dormitory, the hanging veils swayed in disorderly arcs.

In the bed covered by the veil, from time to time soft crying voices overflowed, mixed with the man's deep panting that was not enough.

Wen Qiushi's blue hair was stained with dampness, scattered messily between the pillow and quilt?, her white and straight calves were trembling, and her slender ankles were tied with soul bells.

There is a striking blood color between the snow skin, and there is a crisp sound as it sloshes.

I don't know how long it took before? The flags and drums died down.

Wen Qiushi was unable to grasp the quilt with his fingertips, and a weak cry came from his lips. Gu Moze kissed his wet cheek softly, revealing infinite tenderness.

"Master, please bear with me."

"Ugh..."

Uncontrollable ups and downs? Wen Qiushi hoarse and passed out.

When he woke up again, Wen Qiushi changed into his underwear, wrapped in a familiar atmosphere, Gu Moze hugged him, the corners of his lips curled up showing a bit of satisfaction.

"Uncle Master is awake." Gu Moze smiled lowly, and took the opportunity to kiss him on the lips.

Wen Qiushi moved his head weakly, his voice was unbelievably hoarse: "Need to sleep for a while longer."

Gu Moze: "Okay?"

Wen Qiushi swallowed a elixir, closed his eyes, and opened them again after half an hour. He finally regained consciousness and cleared his throat: "You haven't told me how long I've been sleeping. What is this?"

"seven years"

"?!"

"This is? The city of no return," Gu Moze said unhurriedly, "After the uncle fell asleep, I guarded the gate of the poor prison. How many years did I spend? I turned the extremely miserable situation into a city." , I will take my uncle out for a stroll when my uncle feels more comfortable."

Wen Qiushi's eyes widened in shock, he didn't expect to sleep for so long.

He pondered for a while, then nodded: "Where are the others?"

Gu Moze's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "Master, why don't you ask me more?"

Wen Qiushi blinked: "When I fell asleep, I was thinking about you."

Gu Moze's thin lips curled up, elated by his answer: "Jia Tang is in the city, and the others are not."

Wen Qiushi nodded, pondered for a moment, then blinked his left eye at Gu Moze suddenly: "I remember, why did you call me Tianli."

Gu Moze was taken aback. He thought that this precious memory was only carefully remembered by him. When he left, these memories would disappear with him. To his uncle, it was as if it had never happened.

Unexpectedly, after being favored to some extent, the uncle actually has memories.

Wen Qiushi leaned closer, opened his beautiful eyes to look at him carefully, his long eyelashes trembled in a blink of an eye, and was retreated steadily by the kiss, his cheeks were burning hot and buried in Gu Moze's shoulder socket.

His fair cheeks were flushed, biting the skirt of Gu Moze's shirt, and grinding his teeth hard.

hateful.

Not at all? Opponent.