The White Rabbit Immortal raised a cub and overturned

"There is a heart-to-heart connection? How can the master and the apprentice have a heart-to-heart connection? Senior brother, you forgot that it is a serious crime for our disciples to covet the master in Guhe Peak!" Jun Changyan couldn't understand what his senior brother was saying.

Xiao Minghong raised his eyebrows, and retorted: "But it has never been stipulated what punishment the master will have for coveting the apprentice."

He was afraid that Jun Zhangyan would go crazy knowing that the idea was from the little rabbit, so he jumped to explain: "If you attack Afeng today, the whole cultivation world will spread the glorious deeds of you bullying the weak in a few days, don't take it seriously!" Come on, let me go to the tent to discuss the trajectory of Tianquan water."

"Why..." Jun Changyan really disagreed, and got up to start, but was grabbed by the collar by Xiao Minghong. As a master of medicine, he could not be honored in the way of swordsmanship. About to be towed away.

"Let go of me! There are so many disciples watching!" Jun Changyan struggled, like a little black cat with fried hair, and finally gave in reluctantly: "I will go!"

"Then hurry up." Xiao Minghong raised his hand to smooth the little black cat's fur, and said with a smile.

So no matter how reluctant Jun Changyan was, he was dragged away by his senior brother.

Ye Baitu gasped for breath, and finally let go of his mind. He was so scared that he was dumbfounded just now. Fortunately, Afeng was alone at the critical moment, otherwise today would be miserable.

"It's better for us, Afeng." The little white rabbit pressed tightly against the boy's chest, and softly rubbed it twice.

Afeng didn't see panic, slightly sharp eyebrows drooped, and he smiled slightly.

One person and one rabbit returned to the tent.

At this time, there are plenty of spiritual fruits, and it is impossible to pick them all over the mountains and fields, and because they have been soaked in the spiritual power for a long time, they taste very good. On the way here, the little white rabbit saw a tree full of green plums, and his saliva almost dripped on the skirt of his clothes.

Afeng picked some plums, took out the utensils, and made a simple sweet and sour plum cake.

Ye Baitu loves sugar cakes the most. He grabbed a piece with his paws and refused to let go. He gnawed one bite after another, and his beard was covered with powdered sugar.

A Feng watched from the side.

After Ye Baitu finished eating the sugar cake, he wiped his mouth, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Afeng, today I have to admit one thing to you."

A Feng is serious.

"I, I can't protect you now, more precisely, I can't protect myself." Ye Baitu didn't want to admit it, but now he has to admit it, if he didn't meet Xiao Minghong and others during the journey of the secret realm, maybe he would smoother.

But this dress got into trouble, Afeng had to go with Xiao Minghong, and Xiao Minghong's attitude towards him was unclear, this was always a sword hanging above his head, and he didn't know when it would fall.

Ye Baitu thought for a while, took out a shiny object from his arms, and stuffed it into Afeng's hand.

A Feng opened it up and saw that it was actually a delicate and small spirit sword with a red string tied to the hilt.

"Hang it on your neck quickly." Ye Baitu ordered.

But Afeng stopped his hand and didn't move, his intuition told him that this was not an ordinary object.

Ye Baitu tugged at his beard, and explained with a guilty conscience: "This is the natal spirit sword, and I have a sword spirit in my body. If something happens to me one day, you knock on the hilt three times, and the sword spirit will appear, and it can take you away. Get out of the secret place."

He reflected on what he did today, and felt that his nerves were so tight that he acted recklessly. Xiao Minghong was an unfathomable person, he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't guarantee that Xiao Minghong would not attack Afeng.

And the natal spirit sword was bestowed by his master, and he himself has never tested its power to the end. This is his last protective barrier.

But Ye Baitu saw Afeng's stubborn appearance, and knew that he didn't want to accept it, so he patted his belly and began to try to persuade him.

"No need." Before he could think of the words, Afeng returned the little spirit sword, with a firm attitude: "My lord is in danger for me to detoxify, how can I accept the natal spirit sword that my lord protects my life?"

"This..." Ye Baitu actually didn't think about this point, he always felt that when people called him an adult, he had promised to take care of this cub, and since he made the promise, he had to do it well.

As for such unreasonable things, he hadn't thought about it.

"Besides, if I don't meet Tianquan water, my life is in danger." Afeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were tightly pursed: "Compared to my lord's death, I escaped alone, and dying together is also very good."

Ye Baitu raised his head suddenly, and seemed to see a different Afeng in a trance, he forced a smile: "You are so young, you seem to take life and death lightly."

But he was still sore in his heart, thinking that if Afeng hadn't been poisoned and experienced these things, he would be such a bright young man, how could he say such clichéd words?

……

Today's Ye Baitu was extremely sleepy, he thought it was because of his ups and downs, the bedding had just been laid.So he fell headlong into the quilt, no matter how shaken by others, he couldn't wake up.

Afeng asked Clan Master Xiao, and knew that Shushen Dan would be more effective if taken before going to bed, so he dissolved the elixir with water, supported the soft back of the little white rabbit with one hand, held the bowl with the other, and fed the elixir.

The little white rabbit's belly was swollen from drinking, and he hiccupped several times.

Then Afeng put the drowsy little white rabbit on the bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Ye Baitu still had a sane consciousness, so when the lamp went out and fell into the darkness, he shivered in fear, and shouted in a daze: "I want Afeng, I want Afeng to sleep with me."

"Yes." A Feng smiled and lay down next to the little white rabbit. The little white rabbit subconsciously placed one of his paws on the boy's arm and fell into a deep sleep.

Afeng closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep when suddenly his arms sank, as if being pressed by some heavy object, and he turned around.

Under the moonlight as gentle as water, there is a stunning sleeping face. The beauty's black hair hangs down on both sides like a waterfall, her eyes are lightly closed, and a faint shadow hangs down from her eyelashes like crow feathers. Share clear rhyme.

The lower half of the beauty's face is hidden behind a thin white gauze, adding a layer of mystery.

"My lord." A Feng's heart skipped a beat, unexpectedly, the lord suddenly changed back to his original form.

His eyes shifted downwards, the adult was dressed in white, all in pure white except for the red rope around his neck, the scarlet against his skin was as white as snow, and a small natal spirit sword was hanging down from the red rope, and the little spirit sword fell on it The delicate and slightly convex collarbone is imaginative.

The young man blushed inexplicably. Before the white rabbit hung the red rope around his neck, he only thought it was cute, but now that he saw it... he really didn't dare to think about it.

An inexplicable atmosphere surrounded the young man, A Feng's eyes moved, he lowered his head consciously, and folded the adult's loose skirts to cover his collarbone so as not to catch a cold.

But the range of motion was a bit large, and when Afeng approached to pull his clothes, Ye Jue, who had been sleeping soundly, hummed suddenly.

Afeng's hands froze, thinking that he had offended him, and whispered: "My lord?"

No one responded to him, only the rustling of the forest leaves outside the window, which inexplicably disturbed the young man's mood, and his little heart was pounding.

"My lord?" A Feng hesitated with his fingertips.

And the next second, a shadow rose in front of the young man, and his warm body fell into his arms. The man murmured in his sleep, "I want Afeng, I want Afeng to sleep with me."

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"My lord." Afeng stammered.

The hot and humid breath sprayed on his face, and he could clearly smell the light herbal scent of Shushendan, as well as a vaguely cold fragrance of green bamboo.

The adult's face was only a fist away from him, and Afeng could clearly see the tear mole under the corner of his eye, which seemed to be formed by condensed tears.

"I don't know which bastard betrayed my lord in the previous life." A Feng thought indiscriminately, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, his fingers still clutched the underwear, and folded it carefully.

But when he was about to stop, he raised his eyes and looked at this face again.

Afeng suddenly felt a little pity, he had never seen the real appearance of the adult, so he could only trace his eyes quietly with his gaze, people are greedy, he wanted more.

However, rationality told him, no, since the lord is wearing a veil, he has his own reason, if he acts presumptuously, the lord will be angry.

Afeng's eyes were as bright as stars, he stared closely at the pair of sleeping faces, and finally stretched out his hand as if making up his mind, and slowly covered the white gauze.

The white gauze covered Ye Jue's face, with his broken fingers that had just grown new flesh lightly pressed the white gauze against his face, the bridge of his nose was erect and his jaw was delicate, outlining a perfect arc.

A Feng stared dumbfounded, even if he covered his face, he could guess the frightening face under the white veil, and thought that he slept with adults every day, and his earlobes were red.

Ye Jue didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up halfway, he only remembered that he kicked off the quilt, his legs were cold from the wind, and someone got up and covered him with a quilt.

"Afeng?" He called out in a daze.

"Yeah." Afeng replied.

Ye Jue knew that it was Afeng who covered him with a quilt.

"Sure enough, raising cubs has the benefits of raising cubs." Ye Jue thought happily, turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.