God, he quietly likes this seat

When Yan Huaizhou returned to Zhong Ling's window, Zhong Ling was tying the last knot on the strap of the knife handle.

The straps were woven very elegantly by him, and there were even delicate tassels on the ends.Zhong Ling raised the handle of the knife and looked at the candlelight, as if he was very satisfied with his craftsmanship, he slightly bent his eyes.

Like a... gentle and considerate little daughter-in-law.

He stood in front of the window and walked out, almost reluctant to turn his eyes away, his restlessness and restlessness became calm because of Zhong Ling's eyebrows under the candlelight, until Zhong Ling raised his head and met his eyes.

"What are you doing there, hurry up and get out!"

Shocked, Yan Huaizhou rolled in non-stop, took the Xiaoyao Knife from his hand, and smiled at him again: "That's great, it looks much better than the one I made myself."

He was full of praise for Zhong Ling: "A Ling, you are the best."

But Zhong Ling didn't buy into his account: "Do you still dare to stand outside so blatantly, because you are afraid that others will not know that there is someone hiding in my room?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that there was something wrong with what he said, so he gave Yan Huaizhou an annoyed look, and asked, "What did my father ask you to do?"

Yan Huaizhou shrugged his shoulders: "What else can I do. Naturally, I found out that we lied to him, and I was afraid that I would abduct you away silently, so I was called to threaten and intimidate me."

He put the knife by his side casually, and tried his best to look aggrieved, "You don't know how fierce he is, I can't even raise my head after training."

This was within Zhong Ling's expectations. Seeing Yan Huaizhou swallowing his anger, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, so he could only coax him: "Don't argue with him."

Seeing that Yan Huaizhou nodded without hesitation, he turned his face away and blew out the candle.

"It's getting late, let's take a break too. It's a long way to go to Beihuang, and there will be one trouble after another. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep peacefully in the future."

He folded his clothes and lay on the bed, and it didn't take a moment for him to feel that Yan Huaizhou also climbed up lightly.Perhaps recently he was entangled by Yan Huaizhou so helplessly, and gradually got used to him sleeping next to him, so he leaned in reflexively, leaving a seat for him.

For some reason, Zhong Ling didn't feel sleepy today, but he didn't make any noise, and just quietly closed his eyes and fell asleep.After a while, I heard Yan Huaizhou calling him softly: "A Ling, are you asleep?"

Zhong Ling paused, and said, "Not yet. What's the matter?"

Yan Huaizhou seemed to sigh.

"I've never kept any secrets from you, but Ah Ling...you always keep many things from me."

Zhong Ling's heart suddenly raised: "What did I hide from you?"

In the darkness, Yan Huaizhou's tone was dejected and low: "Your father asked me to find the ten-thousand-year spiritual root of the Yaozu to heal your wounds. Did you get hurt very badly this time, did you hurt your heart?"

Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, "Fortunately, it's not too heavy."

Yan Huaizhou moved closer to him, and carefully placed his palm on his chest.Even through his clothes, Zhong Ling could feel the scorching heat of his palm.

"No wonder your face is always pale these days, is it hurt here?"

Zhong Ling said, "Yes."

Yan Huaizhou asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhong Ling originally wanted to say that it didn't hurt anymore, but unexpectedly, he said, "A little bit."

Yan Huaizhou buried her face in his neck, as if she was about to cry, "I'm sorry, it's all because I failed to protect you."

Zhong Ling stroked his hair with his hand, comforted him and said, "There is really nothing serious. Besides, how can I ask you to protect me every time. You are a senior, and I am a senior, shouldn't I Am I here to protect you?"

Yan Huaizhou muffled: "You are only less than three months older than me, so don't call me junior."

Zhong Ling couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect him to still be worried about this matter until now.He didn't want to make Yan Huaizhou feel guilty, so he suddenly felt a little joking, and couldn't help teasing him deliberately: "You are still an hour old. How about it, come and call me brother?"

Yan Huaizhou gritted his teeth and said, "No. One day, I will let you know..."

The voice behind him was as low as a mosquito humming, Zhong Ling couldn't hear clearly, and asked again: "What do you want me to know?"

Yan Huaizhou refused to say anything, he came up again and said seriously: "A Ling, don't worry, I will definitely fetch that thing to heal your wounds."

Zhong Ling smiled and said, "Okay, stop messing around and go to sleep."

Yan Huaizhou groaned, and soon fell asleep in Zhong Ling's stroking, and when he fell asleep, Zhong Ling was already sweating from his embrace, so he gently removed him from his arms. The hand around his waist collapsed silently, wanting to go to the courtyard for a breath of air.

Tonight's full moon is shining brightly.It's just like……

Like Yan Huaizhou's eyes.

Although it is almost spring, the wind is still cold after nightfall.Zhong Ling was wearing a thin red dress, leaning his straight back on the railing beside the corridor.

He said silently in his heart: This is the last time.

Just like before, standing in the lonely night, telling myself countless times, this is really the last time.

He put his hand on his chest where Yan Huaizhou's palm had been pasted, there was an extremely hard to detect tiny crack at the altar, which was in pain.

But it doesn't matter, he can always bear it, and he can hide it well, so he doesn't need anyone to worry about him.

It's just that the more some delusions want to be left behind, the more they grow crazily. He doesn't know...whether he can restrain himself, and how long he can restrain it.

Zhong Ling rubbed his sore eye sockets, and suddenly felt envious of Yan Huaizhou.He lives so unrestrained and free, as if he never has to think about the future, he can always be wanton and indulgent.

He raised his eyes to look at the sky again, and suddenly felt that everything ceased to exist, and there was only this round of cold moon hanging high in the world, year after year, bright and bright - clean.

……

Yan Huaizhou was called up by Zhong Ling early in the morning.It was rare for him not to stay in bed, and happily embarked on a new itinerary that only belonged to the two of them.

Before reaching the foot of the mountain, Zhong Ling heard from him that he went up a hundred times to pass by places where there are many delicious foods, where there are temple fairs where you can watch sideshows, and where the night market is lively.

He was so angry that Yan Huaizhou shook his head: "We are going to do business, not to go sightseeing, why do you need to be so happy?"

Yan Huaizhou nodded hurriedly: "I know, but we have to stop and rest on the way to get down to business, you don't even have this little fun, do you?"

Zhong Ling said blankly, "Yes, I didn't."

He ignored Yan Huaizhou's wailing, and carried him onto the Ting Lan Sword.Ting Lanjian carried the two of them to the north, and when it was dark, they had arrived at the most prosperous Jinglong City.

Jinglong City was the place where the Transshipment Pavilion had been operating for a hundred years, so Zhong Ling chose this place as his first stop.

Everyone said that the Fortune Pavilion disappeared without a trace, but Zhong Ling firmly believed that there must be some clues left here.

Yan Huaizhou nagged halfway, and then he was afraid that Zhong Ling was injured and the wear and tear would be too much, so he volunteered to hold the sword for him, and now he was too tired to say a word.

Fortunately, seeing that it was getting late, Zhong Ling was not in a hurry to find clues today, so he acquiesced to him.

Yan Huaizhou was not polite, and dragged him straight to Qingfeng Restaurant.

He is very familiar with Jinglong City. In the past, he would come here to find some fun when he was very bored. He knows where fish and dragons are mixed.

It's just that he didn't expect that they had just found a place to sit in the restaurant, and the first gossip they heard was about him and Zhong Ling.

At this time, it was just in time for the meal, and the Qingfeng Restaurant was buzzing with people and brightly lit.

There are countless monks gathered here, discussing in full swing the major events that have happened in the cultivation world in recent days - even the little one who was pouring wine couldn't help holding his breath, and listened carefully with his ears pricked up .

"Have you heard? That guy Yan Wanfeng is getting mixed up with Qingzhi Shenjun again!"

"Hey, is there anyone who doesn't know about this? It is said that the two of them fought bloody battles in the illusion set up by the demon clan, and finally both of them passed out. Even when they were unconscious, they held hands tightly and wouldn't let go!"

Immediately, a monk retorted angrily: "I will never listen to such rumors! Qingzhi Shenjun is definitely not such a person! How could he mix with a devil like Yan Wanfeng? Don't listen to hearsay, it will damage Mr. J's reputation." !"

"What rumor? With so many eyes watching, he brought Yan Wanfeng back to Mount Buzhou! It is said that the Beidou Immortal was so angry that he couldn't do anything about it."

Xiaoer at the side was very excited and couldn't help interjecting: "You mean Yan Huaizhou, the third-ranked boy in the Immortal Sect's Golden Scale Ranking?"

The monk who just spoke looked at him in surprise: "How old is this old almanac. You are not a cultivator, but you know him?"

Xiao Er put on a smile: "Hey, this person's name is very impressive. Although we are not immortals, we have heard a lot of gossips from immortal masters in Qingfeng Restaurant. —— Hasn't he already entered the magic way?"

The sitting white-robed old man frowned, worried: "That's right. It is rumored that the memory of the Ninth Demon Venerable is still sealed in his sea of ​​consciousness. I'm afraid there will be no more peace in the world."

A little monk who didn't know about the previous entanglement between the two of them asked: "Shenjun Qingzhi is a rare hero in my immortal sect. Since Yan Wanfeng has become a demon, they should be at odds. How can they have a relationship?"

A purple-clothed female cultivator shook her head at him: "You don't know that, do you? When Sword Master Jingyun was still there, the two of them were direct brothers and sisters, and they grew up together! If it wasn't for what happened back then , How could they make trouble like this?"

The little monk asked again: "What happened? Tell me quickly!"

The companions around him were also aroused with curiosity, urging the female cultivator in purple to listen to it.Many good-natured people followed suit, and the nun cleared her throat, telling them the story seriously.

Yan Huaizhou's hands on his knees clenched into fists, his face suddenly sank.

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