I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Actually fell asleep again.

Wen Yan fell into deep thought—was his singing so hypnotic?

Maybe it was because he sang too fascinatedly just now, he didn't even know when Gu Jianhan was leaning on his shoulders, and he felt that his shoulders were a bit awkward while singing, but when he turned his head, he realized that it was because Gu Jianhan leaned lightly on his shoulders. above.

Maybe it's just being too sleepy.

"Master?" Wen Yan called out with a suppressed voice.

The two were so close that he could even hear Gu Jianhan's steady and long breathing, his long crow-colored eyelashes fluttered in his haggard eye sockets, his chest was too thin, and his thin arms were hanging limply on the cushion.

Still frowning.

Sitting in the Yunbing Pavilion is very cool, Wen Yan doesn't want to move around for the time being, but the mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, his own hair that is too long on the forehead was blown to blur his eyes, Gu Jianhan's long hair kept on him Dancing wildly.

Wen Yan looked at the overlapping black shadows in the distance for a while, the purple smoke and twilight rendered the sky and the earth extraordinarily dignified, and the stars all over the sky were too dazzling. When he couldn't see clearly, he really had a hazy and distant beauty, but when he looked down and saw When a person's sleeping face is too clear and stable, he feels that it is not so scary to look closely.

A lone star may not be as beautiful as Yi Yixinghe, Wen Yan thought, even if he is not dazzling enough at this time, he is too embarrassed and very lonely.

Gu Jianhan——

Wen Yan chewed this cold name over and over again in his heart.He didn't know why he would silently recite a person's name here, but he felt that there was nothing to do at the moment, so he simply recited silently in a daze to pass the time.

He didn't even dare to say it aloud.

I don't know how long it took, until the ice lamp on the Yunbing Pavilion started to drip with water, Wen Yan was worried that his master's tofu dregs project would secretly melt while he wasn't paying attention, so he picked him up and went back to the house first.

Gu Jianhan was tall and slender, but he was extremely light to hold.He is too thin, Wen Yan doesn't think it's a good thing, he always feels that he will lose his weight when he hugs him, and he feels uneasy.

He leaned gently in Wen Yan's arms, with the center of his eyebrows pressed against his neck, Wen Yan was surprised to find that the center of his master's eyebrows was hot at the moment, and the position of the cinnabar mole was completely different from the rest of his body. Different fiery.

When he walked with him in his arms, the single tassel swayed unhurriedly, like imitating his extremely slow pace, and also seemed to set off his extremely surging heart.

In fact, I just hugged a small kitten back to the house.

This road is not long at all, and no matter how slow it is, it will not take much time.Wen Yan didn't know why he wasn't very happy, so he went straight into the house without thinking too much, so he "suddenly remembered" that his paper airplane was still in the pavilion, happily hugging someone, and then slowly went back to get the paper airplane.

It is not enough to take away the paper airplane, the small case and cushion must also be taken away, otherwise what will happen if it gets wet with ice water.

There is no way to take it away, he still holds his sleeping master in his arms, unfortunately, he can only move it one by one.

He is so clever!

I don't know how many times he moved, until there was nothing but an empty pavilion, he turned and left disappointed.He hadn't even half-sighed yet, but suddenly realized what stupid thing he was doing.

Fortunately, the person in his arms still seemed to be sleeping peacefully, without any sign of waking up, and even because of being held by him for too long, his cheeks turned a little warm and thin red.

Wen Yan thought sadly, he must have not done the questions for too long, his head was rusted, and he became stupid accordingly.Fortunately, Gu Jianhan didn't wake up. If he couldn't explain clearly, he would definitely be scolded again.

He hurried back to the room, gently put Gu Jianhan on the couch, helped him take off his boots, socks and outer robe, wiped his body carelessly, and then covered him with a quilt.Gu Jianhan doesn't sweat on weekdays, and his body always has the fragrance of lotus seeds. Even if he doesn't take a bath in summer, Wen Yan will only worry about whether his mattress will stain him.

He took a shower by himself, then climbed onto the couch and went to sleep.He really wanted to get closer to Gu Jianhan, because the summer night was very hot, and Gu Jianhan was very cold, but for some reason, tonight was different from before.

The closer you get... the hotter it gets.

Wen Yan, a mediocre sleeping genius with super good sleep quality and super fast falling asleep speed, unexpectedly tonight——

Insomnia!

He who had just undergone sutra washing and marrow cutting was actually very tired physically, but his mind was extremely energetic. He dared not look at Gu Jianhan beside him. The more he looked at him, the higher the temperature, the clearer his mind became.After counting thousands of sheep and countless stars, he finally fell asleep in a soft, cold fragrance.

And it was the end of ugly times.

Gu Jianhan noticed that the person next to his pillow no longer tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and his breathing gradually stabilized, so he got up and put the requiem incense in his hand beside his pillow.

His clothes were a little open, and Wen Yan was not very good at tying his complicated belts, which made him messy.His black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and his long hairpin lay peacefully on the desk not far away, covered with a layer of soft light by the moonlight.

If Wen Yan hadn't blown out the candles so early, he would have found his master's face was always flushed in tossing and turning.

Gu Jianhan put away the quilt for the first time, got up and turned over Wen Yan and sat on the edge of the couch, under the moonlight, carefully stared at the little apprentice who had carried him so many times.

Of course he was awake, always awake, at first he was just too tired and wanted to rest on his shoulders, and even had some thoughts of testing him, hoping to see what he would do while he was asleep.

But he didn't do anything, just carried him back and forth between Yun Bingting and his residence.

His arms... so warm.

Gu Jianhan sat on the side of the couch, listening to Wen Yan's heartbeat in the quiet late night, it seemed to be slower than his, and often overlapped vaguely, Gu Jianhan curled up his knuckles on the edge of the couch lightly, he Touching his heart, he felt a little pain in the beating.

Suddenly there was a long cry of a ghost crow outside the window, and the doubt and pain in Gu Jianhan's eyes were hidden in an instant. The clothes were seamless. He put a barrier on Wen Yan, got up and walked towards the door step by step. When he opened the door, his body was already With a high crown and a straight front, the redness on his cold and white face has disappeared, leaving only a haze of prey.

The fearsome Ghost Crow Nether Tu in the Three Realms, and the evil beasts of the heavenly level that were slaughtered from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, actually landed on Gu Jianhan's wrist docilely at this moment, bringing the latest news from the Demon Palace to the leader of the Righteous Way.

The dark red blood light ignited two lines of scrawled words in midair.

"The left guardian red falcon is dead, and the right guardian blue falcon has grown up"

"Hahahahahahahaha——" Gu Jianhan was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed nervously, his creepy laughter echoed throughout Lengyue Peak, it was cold and weird, if Wen Yan could see it at this moment, maybe he could find him There was no smile on his face, and his eyes were full of cruelty.

"Scum, trash... I want to see how many people in your Demon Palace are willing to die for Mo Wuya."

"This seat wants all of you in the Demon Palace to pay with blood!"

Ming Tu fluttered his wings, and the blood-red pupils of the bird overflowed with evil spirits. After a while, he actually said: "Your Majesty, I heard that you are about to go to the secret realm of the Flower God Valley. Why don't you let your subordinates follow?"

Gu Jian glanced at it coldly: "It's in the way."

"But Your Majesty wants that trash with no cultivation to follow—"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Jianhan tightly clenched Mingtu's throat. An ice blade melted out of nowhere in his hand. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up on Lengyue Peak. It overflowed from Gu Jianhan's fingers.

"Without my permission, I dared to spy on my life without authorization. Mingtu, I think this is the first time you have committed a crime, and you will make up for it. Let's see if you are so lucky next time."

Gu Jianhan threw the bloody ghost crow out like a piece of worthless trash, he spoke viciously, but his deep eyes were emotionless.

"Go to the Bainiao Pavilion by yourself to heal your wounds."

"Your Majesty!" Ghost Crow had blood in every mouthful, "Didn't you notice that as long as that little brat is around, your vigilance will be very low. This time it was a subordinate who made a mistake, but next time it will be another who?"

"The same goes for the Mystic Realm of the Flower God Valley. This subordinate is in the way. Can that little ghost help you? You are already in danger. That little ghost may also be an undercover agent planted by the Demon Lord. If you continue to fall like this step by step, no one with unknown origins will be able to help you." Sleeping soundly next to your pillow, you will only repeat the mistakes of the previous life!"

Ghost Crow was also reborn.

Gu Jianhan knew it the first time he went to the Bainiao Pavilion.

The Hundred Birds Pavilion is his Spiritual Beast Pavilion, which houses the monsters he raised since he was a child, as well as the raptors he tamed halfway through, and Ming Tu is the latter.

In his last life, he was thrown into the Prison of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and the Bainiao Pavilion was also slaughtered. Mingtu and a group of monsters were dug out and dismembered, and some were used as furnaces because they could transform into human forms.

"My lord, please think about your subordinates, please..."

Gu Jianhan's face was pale, his fingertips pierced his palm fiercely, and the cold blood mixed with ghost crow's blood fell to the ground drop by drop, hurting the fragile roots of the grass.

He raised his hand and ignited a little spark in the air, and the wound on Ghost Crow's body healed quickly, and the crow's feathers around his neck were even smoother and more beautiful. It was a high-level healing talisman, and what burned was the power of spiritual origin.

"I'm sorry." His expression was hidden in the darkness of the night, "Let's go to Qingluan to receive this reward."

"Your honor..."

Gu Jianhan turned around and walked into the room. The door was quietly closed the moment he entered the room. He walked towards the bed silently. The outline of Du Shuang's sword hilt gradually appeared in his right hand. Du Shuang's long sword slowly appeared, and in the dark There is a quiet and icy cold light in it.

He looked at the little apprentice who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, the dark light in his eyes flickered.

This person of unknown origin made him lose his guard.

Touching his bottom line again and again, no cultivation, no use, no value.

Even... Maybe it will soon become his weakness.

But he can't have weaknesses in this life.

Gu Jianhan slowly raised his sword, the barrier quietly shattered, and the sword pointed directly at the center of Wen Yan's eyebrows.

The blade was trembling.

Gu Jianhan is a swordsman who is rare in a millennium. He is accompanied by a spirit sword and martial arts. Du Shuang is a part of his spirit bone.Relying on the absolute advantage of the companion spirit sword, he is unsurpassed in the way of the sword.

But now, in front of an apprentice who has no cultivation level, he can't even hold a sword steadily.

Gu Jianhan looked at his trembling right hand in disbelief, feeling a great sense of uneasiness and fear in his heart, he even arched his body slightly to make his breathing less difficult.

It has become a weakness.

This is...absolutely intolerable.

It cannot be repeated.

kill him.

Kill him... kill him!

kill him?

Du Shuang let out bursts of shrill sword howls, sharp and painful, as if conveying the collapse and struggle of its master to the sleeping people.

Cold tears slipped down from Gu Jianhan's eye sockets overflowing with evil spirit without warning, from the haggard eye sockets to the pale cheeks, then sank into the perfectly smooth jawline, and finally hovered on the tip of the jaw, looking extraordinarily sad in the obscure night .

The sword's edge reached between the eyebrows.

Wen Yan frowned uncomfortably.

Soon... it doesn't matter, the teacher will keep you well, this world is disgusting and dirty, so you don't talk, just stay quietly by the teacher's side, don't go anywhere.

Gu Jianhan closed his eyes tiredly, tears rushed out along the wet traces, the ice-type spiritual power wrapped around the slender sword body along the uneven sword pattern, and greedily crawled towards Wen Yan who was sleeping under the sword.

"Master..." Wen Yan murmured unconsciously.

Xuanbing condensed on the last inch of the sword's edge.

"Don't want me... Ah Yan will be very obedient..."

"Don't leave Ah Yan alone..."

"Favorite... Master..."

Gu Jianhan's beautiful and moist cat eyes widened, and his thin lips turned white. He raised his hand to tightly cover his lips, not letting himself cry.

"Master..."

He was still babbling, but Gu Jianhan couldn't hear clearly.He tilted his head and choked heavily, and the Du Shuang in his hand disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't even feel the blood dripping from his cold palm, because he was suffering from a heart-wrenching torment at this moment.

What is he doing?

He almost killed Wen Yan...almost killed Wen Yan.

Killed Wen Yan——

Gu Jianhan suddenly turned his head back, and nervously jumped up to hold Wen Yan's face, pressed his forehead against his forehead, pursed his lips tightly and whimpered hard one after another.The temperature on Wen Yan's body almost scalded him, but he couldn't let go, he clung to Wen Yan tightly, like grabbing a life-saving driftwood in the sea of ​​bitterness.

He started to get scared after a while, his internal organs seemed to throb and hurt, his bloody hand gently stroked Wen Yan's cheek, the movement was weird and desolate.Wen Yan's face was covered with blood, and he looked as if he was dead.

Gu Jianhan suddenly collapsed.

"Ayan!!!" He screamed pitifully, "Ayan!!!"

The requiem incense was easily destroyed by him, and Wen Yan was woken up by crying in the middle of the night. He was a bit irritable in his sleepy eyes, and was about to see what was disturbing his sleep, when he suddenly smelled The disgusting smell of blood.

"Ayan..."

Gu Jianhan's voice?

Wen Yan held his breath, and his eyes slowly came into focus.

Then in the middle of the night, I was almost frightened into a silly dog.

He was against the light, and the expression on his face was not very clear, but it was easy to tell—he was crying.

"Master!" Wen Yan jumped up from the bed, "Why are you crying, did you have a nightmare?"

He grabbed Gu Jianhan's armpit and lifted him to sit on the couch, wiping his tears in a hurry.Gu Jianhan's eye sockets were unbearably red, and his long eyelashes had been wet long ago, making them look extremely fragile.He struggled to open his cat eyes, stared at Wen Yan unblinkingly, and suddenly rushed up without warning, hugging his silly apprentice tightly, as if he was hugging something lost and recovered. treasure.

He held his hands so tightly, and their hearts were so close, Wen Yan's brain froze for a moment, even ignoring the ubiquitous bloody smell, and tentatively hugged him back.

He patted Gu Jianhan's thin back and comforted him: "Did Master have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, A Yan is with you. Tell Master a secret, A Yan seemed to have a nightmare just now, but the specifics What is it...it's all because A Yan woke up so fast, he can hardly remember."

"But Ah Yan seems to have dreamed about the master, and the master should have come to protect Ah Yan in the dream, so let A Yan protect the master after waking up, okay?"

Gu Jianhan cried even more when he heard the words. He grabbed Wen Yan's pajamas and blood stained them. Every time he choked up, he seemed to be out of breath. Wen Yan was so frightened that he didn't know how to deal with this situation. , can only hug his out-of-control master a little tighter, touch the back of his cold neck, and pat his trembling back.

Hearing him cry so sadly, Wen Yan couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

But Gu Jianhan took the initiative to hug him... This was the first time.

"Master, Master, it's okay, it's okay to cry all the time, Ah Yan will hold Master tightly, and prevent the monster from taking Master away." Wen Yan's hot ears and Gu Jianhan's cold ears were pressed together, and he With a slight movement, it was like rubbing lightly, "Tomorrow Ayan will forget all about it and won't tell anyone, so it doesn't matter how long Master wants to cry, don't hold it in your heart, don't hold your body to pieces."

Gu Jianhan was still crying, unable to stop.

Wen Yan never knew that Gu Jianhan still had the attribute of crying. According to the description in the original book, he was just about to cry in front of the demon king at most. Why was he so shameless in front of him, crying like a child.

Do you pay so much attention to your image in front of your loved one?

Wen Yan sighed softly, and hugged his master's too thin waist: "Master, I'm so sleepy, I just hug you like this, if you accidentally fall asleep, you can wake me up, But can you stop scolding me?"

"A Yan will be very sad if he is scolded..."

Gu Jianhan's crying stopped suddenly, his eyes widened in a daze, recalling how harshly he had been to Wen Yan in the past, the tears welled up even more, Wen Yan's shoulders were unbearably wet.

After an unknown period of time, until the frequency of Wen Yan's back slaps slowed down to almost zero, he sobbed in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

Wen Yan was about to fall asleep, but when he heard Gu Jianhan crying and apologizing, his sleepiness was half gone again.

He asked in a daze, "Master, are you injured?"

Gu Jianhan wept, and nodded gently in his arms.

Wen Yan shrugged his nose: "Let me just say, it smells like blood, it's so bad."

Gu Jianhan lowered his eyes and his face turned paler.

Wen Yan was about to get a medical kit to bandage him, and all the wounds on his body healed in the next moment. The blood on his hands, Wen Yan's face and clothes all disappeared, and there was not even a faint smell of blood in the air. Leave.

"Is... better now?"

His voice was terribly hoarse and his tone was cold, but Wen Yan was surprisingly not afraid.He's not stupid, he can feel that Gu Jianhan is caring about him now, although he doesn't know why Gu Jianhan's attitude changed so quickly.

Is he moody because of his obsession in cultivation?

"Much better, thank you, Master."

Wen Yan's drowsiness has almost faded away. He is hugging Gu Jianhan now, and it is the first time he finds that he is so soft when hugged, and when he cries...it is so distressing.

But...why is he crying?

"I want to sleep." Gu Jianhan's voice sounded very tired.

"Then don't cry, and go to sleep obediently, Master." Wen Yan removed the hair crown for him, but his eyes were on the long hairpin on the desk not far away, and the movements of his hands froze for a moment.

He looked down at the seemingly defenseless person in his arms, and the gentle mask on his face cracked.

He silently untied Gu Jianhan's waist, took off his coat and boots and socks, and carried him up easily.Gu Jianhan was not used to being manipulated like this, but he acquiesced to Wen Yan's arrogance, leaning against his arms and crying uncontrollably, while trying to absorb his warm and dry breath.

In the end, Wen Yan hesitated for a moment, and then slowly fell down on the couch with his arms around him. He tried his best to avoid pulling Gu Jianhan's long hair, and he was very careful when he fell on the pillow, not pressing on Gu Jianhan's arm.

This posture is too strange, Wen Yan thought, how can there be a master and apprentice hugging and sleeping so affectionately.

Sticking so close... Will there really be no accidents?

So he let go of the hand wrapped around Gu Jianhan's waist, and gently wiped the wet tears on Gu Jianhan's face: "Master, are you feeling better now?"

Gu Jianhan stared at him with teary eyes, and nodded slightly.

What Wen Yan wanted to say was instantly speechless.

Weird.

We are all men, so it shouldn't matter if we hug each other, right?

It's just a hug to sleep, it's just closer than before, it's not a big deal.

Think of it as sleeping with a skinny cat in your arms, and there will be no evil thoughts... If it happens...

If it happens—

You can only blame him for being a pervert.

Wen Yan closed his eyes resignedly, put his arms around Gu Jianhan's waist and pressed it towards himself, so that his body temperature could be better transmitted to him.

Wen Yan smelled a reassuring smell, which was the sense of security under the protection of a high-level cultivator. The mixed breath of ice and snow and bitter lotus smelled surprisingly good.

Wen Yan thought that he would suffer from insomnia for a long time again, but a burst of tiredness hit him, and he fell asleep very quickly.

However, even in sleep, that breath still has a strong sense of existence, and it continues to attract Wen Yan's overly dull nerves.

So Wen Yan slid down more and more as he slept, and the more he slept, the more he slid down, his hairy head arched back and forth in the thin quilt, and finally stopped at Gu Jianhan's too thin heart.

Before dawn, Gu Jianhan's clothes fell apart.

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