I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Wen Yan choked for breath, and stretched out his hand stiffly to touch his neck, not daring to use any force, and stretched the crystal sticky thread when he raised his hand.

The taste is quite fishy.

"Master..." His throat was sore, "Does it hurt?"

Gu Jianhan replied softly: "It doesn't hurt."

The sound has changed.

Wen Yan looked at the circle of crimson strangulation marks, and his eyes easily passed through the dissipated poisonous miasma to see the tragedy, but at this moment, there was no sympathy or fear in his heart, he still wanted to vomit, and he was still a little dizzy , but the veins on his arms popped up, and his face sank.

He rummaged through and found a brocade handkerchief to wipe Gu Jianhan's neck. Gu Jianhan originally wanted to use washing techniques, but seeing how anxious he was, he let him go too.

The more he rubbed to the back, the less strength Gu Jianhan had. Wen Yan also noticed it, so he hugged his waist tightly with one hand, let him lean in his arms, and wiped it carefully with the other hand over and over again, from the back From the neck to the throat, Gu Jianhan always leaned up and gave him a vague look when he brushed against the Adam's apple. Wen Yan thought he was hurting him, so he lightened his hand again.

I don't know how long it took to wipe it, how many brocade handkerchiefs I changed, but later Wen Yan was afraid that he couldn't wipe off the fishy smell, so he soaked his spiritual power in the handkerchief and rubbed it on Gu Jianhan.In the euphemistic name of fighting poison with poison, it actually hides a lot of blatant selfishness.

Gu Jianhan didn't like to have other people's breath on his body, and it was still around his neck, but when he frowned and opened his eyes and saw Wen Yan's reddish amber, he suddenly felt that it was not wrong to get a little bit of it on.

After all, it is not someone else.

"Okay, Master." Wen Yan leaned to his neck and sniffed deeply, and said seriously, "I'm going to give you medicine soon, I will be very careful, but if it hurts, you have to tell me."

"It's not that fragile to be a teacher, it's up to you."

Gu Jianhan's face became a little hot when he smelled it, even in the ice and snow, the heat couldn't fade away quickly.

His body is resistant to the medicinal herbs and herbs that can be named in the cultivation world, and the spells are not effective, and he can only wait for self-healing in many cases.

Originally, his body and bones were not very strong, but then he ruined his foundation under the high-intensity work day after day, year after year.

The extremely strong aggressiveness and damage always create an illusion for him to easily support the sea and the sky. He will also be injured, and his body is full of scars, and there is no way to heal quickly from the injuries.

He was also afraid of pain at first, but now his pain tolerance is very good.

About these, Wen Yan knew.

Wen Yan embraced his weak master, took out a Voltaren ointment from the medical kit in the Qiankun bag, and first applied the medicine to the back of Bai Shengsheng's neck bit by bit with a cotton swab.

"Master, can you raise your head a little bit, I'll rub some medicine on your front."

His tone was unbelievably gentle, he coaxed Gu Jianhan like a child, but he didn't feel coaxed enough.

Gu Jianhan raised his head obediently, glanced down at the strangely shaped object on his hand, but didn't ask him what he wiped on him, but told him in a hoarse voice: "Hurry up, it's so cold here. .”

Wen Yan paused for a moment.

He should have waited until he got out of the Flower God Swamp before treating Gu Jianhan's strangulation... Why did he get so hot that he completely forgot about the rest, as if he couldn't wait for a moment.

"Sorry, I'll be right away, Master, wait a little longer." Wen Yan lowered his head and rubbed the medicine on him meticulously. When he spoke, his breath was on Gu Jianhan's neck, "If it's cold, you can hug him tighter."

Strange to say, Wen Yan also wore thin clothes, but he didn't feel how cold Huashen Swamp was, and his overheated body temperature didn't drop. Instead, it became hotter because he was close to Gu Jianhan, which made Gu Jianhan feel very cold. is comfortable.

The feeling of rubbing a cotton swab across the Adam's apple is completely different from the feeling of rubbing the Adam's apple with a brocade handkerchief. Gu Jianhan couldn't help thinking, what would happen if Wen Yan rubbed it with callused fingertips, and what would happen if he bit it with sharp canine teeth.

"Master." Wen Yan stared unblinkingly at Gu Jianhan's slightly slackened deep eyes, "You are in a very bad situation now."

Gu Jianhan hummed lightly: "It's okay."

"How could it be okay?!" Wen Yan couldn't control his emotions, but he realized that he was yelling at Gu Jianhan, and it was not enough to turn off the fire in an instant, followed by another pitiful apology.

However, Gu Jianhan didn't pay attention to him at all, just leaned in his arms, drowsy.

Wen Yan was really worried, but he hadn't learned how to fly in the sky, so he wiped Du Shuang clean and put it in the Qiankun bag, then hugged Gu Jianhan horizontally, and ran towards the depths of the endless ice field step by step.

Gu Jianhan is very light and thin, holding it in his arms is like holding a slim cat.

Wen Yan listened to the dull and bitter sound in his chest, and for the first time felt the feeling of distress so deeply.

He never seemed to get tired, holding Gu Jianhan in his arms, he could run all the way to the ends of the earth.

"Silly dog." Gu Jianhan felt a little uncomfortable when he was shaken, "I really convinced you, why don't you use a sword? Is your sword a soft food?"

Kong Mingjian trembled in disbelief—it was just that he hadn't awakened yet.

Du Shuang flew out of the Qiankun bag and hung in mid-air, signaling the master and apprentice to go to the Flower God Corpse Fragrance Valley with their swords.

"Thank you Dushuang, it was a great help!" Wen Yan didn't care whether the sword would be crushed at the moment, so he took Gu Jianhan into his arms and rode on the sword. When flying at high speed, the cold wind howled, and Wen Yan pulled Gu Jianhan into his arms Here, wrap him in a warm and dry embrace.

Wen Yan looked anxiously at how long it would take to arrive at Corpse Fragrance Valley, and did not notice that Gu Jianhan in his arms opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, like a dead well that would never ripple.

After an unknown amount of time, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched Wen Yan's sleeve, but it seemed that he had touched the narrow and dark water surface. He witnessed with his own eyes the turbulent waves churning in the dead well, and under the dead well, The frozen heart that gradually wakes up.

Wen Yan.

You better not betray me.

The junction of Huashen Swamp and Huashen Corpse Fragrance Valley is a dark cave with two layers, and there are various layers of dark caves in the cave. The terrain is complex, and some deadly poisons may also be hidden in the cave.

However, Gu Jianhan unleashed the coercion of a seventh-level ice cultivator, and he was the only one who avoided Wen Yan, so that those coveted monsters with senses would slip away with their tails between their tails, and those who did not know their senses would be frozen to death under the pressure Down.

Wen Yan first took off his outer shirt and spread it on the ground, then lightly put Gu Jianhan on it and sat down, while he sat on the grass next to him, embracing Gu Jianhan with his right hand and letting him lean into his arms.

Holding his phone in one hand, he clicked on the map applet of Huashen Valley to check the latest push news.

"Currently you have entered the Huashen Station, please be careful to guard against the surprise attack of monsters, the destination ahead - Huashen Corpse Fragrance Valley"

"Flower God Corpse Fragrance Valley: A long, narrow and dark valley that winds up along the Corpse Fragrance River, one of the sources of nourishment for the Corpse Fragrant Jade Vine outside the entrance of the Flower God Proving Ground, filled with resentment.

WARNING: The river bottom ghost is haunted, please do not approach

The scent of corpses and jade vines are all over the river, please do not approach;

Gubi Corpse Fragrant Man-eating Plant is lurking, please do not approach it.

Hazard level: high

Suggestion: 1. Immediately return the same way

2. Follow Gu Zongshi every step of the way.”

Wen Yan: "..."

The status quo of this parasite might not change for a while.

He sighed silently, and clicked on the profile of the Corpse Fragrance Ghost.

"Corpse Fragrance Ghost: Similar to the river ghost in folklore, it likes to hide in the Corpse Fragrance River. It pulls down the practitioners from the bank and enters the river, sucks them up and kills them. The remains are refined in the upper reaches of the Corpse Fragrance River. Become the nourishment of the downstream corpse fragrance jade vine.

Hobbies: Inhaling cultivation base; inhaling the air of fear.

Must-kill technique: Corpse Fragrance and Ghost Smile - it can directly shatter the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator in the body, quickly kill the external body of a Void Refining cultivator, and confuse the spiritual consciousness of a Mahayana cultivator.

Weaknesses: There will be a short pause after the third laugh, you can use the Heavenly Rank Feiluan Fengming Bow to shoot and kill

bow and arrow?

Wen Yan turned off the screen, looked at the calluses on his knuckles, thoughtfully.

"Ayan..."

Wen Yan regained consciousness in an instant, and lowered his head to ask him if he felt uncomfortable, but Gu Jianhan just took the mobile phone from his hand and put it on the ground, his tone was a little weak: "It's cold."

Wen Yan thought for a while, without too much hesitation, he got up and sat down behind Gu Jianhan, hugged him from behind, and pressed his cold and slender legs along the way.

Gu Jianhan raised his head and leaned on Wen Yan's shoulder, leaning slightly towards his neck, the cold breath of ice and snow was extremely strong when he spoke: "Master... my heart hurts."

"Why does your heart hurt?" Wen Yan was anxious, "Did it hurt your heart just now?"

"No...it's just that I used too much ice-type spiritual power and suffered some backlash." He said, "Maybe it won't hurt after rubbing it."

Wen Yan was stunned, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.

"But as a teacher, I don't have much strength right now."

"Ayan..."

Wen Yan felt the cold knuckles on the back of his hand, and clasped them one by one, lazily at first, and then imitated the frequency of his heartbeat, getting faster and faster.

He yelled "Master" with some emotion.

Gu Jianhan closed his eyes, with his long eyelashes fluttering in his eye sockets, he hummed lightly at first, and then opened his eyes slightly in a face-saving manner, until the eyes of the two met vaguely in the air, then hummed lightly again.

Wen Yan thought to himself, please forgive me.

"is it not OK?"

"I, I'll help Master rub it first, and if Master doesn't hurt, just call me." Wen Yan spoke quickly, "Tell me if the severity is inappropriate."

Slowly, Gu Jianhan thought to himself, but he didn't say anything to spoil the atmosphere, he just laughed secretly in his heart, and nodded slightly in Wen Yan's arms.

He didn't lie, the sequelae of excessive use of ice-type spiritual power is indeed unbearable angina pectoris, which is why he thought of bringing Wenyan to it at the beginning.

But it was the first time for someone to help him relieve it.

He thought he could do it with ease, but he stumbled.

So the two of them healed their wounds in the gloomy cave, thinking that they could hide their blushes through the dark night, but in the end, they revealed the turmoil in their hearts through the close distance and intertwined breathing.

"Master..."

Gu Jianhan's clothes were already in disarray, and he didn't even know when he unbuttoned his sleeves. Wen Yan buried his head in sniffing at the back of his neck, calling someone while sniffing deeply, which made Gu Jianhan almost overwhelmed.

"Does it still hurt?"

Gu Jianhan's voice was slightly hoarse: "It's much better."

He said it was much better, but he didn't let Wen Yan put his hand down. His heart also liked the warmth of Wen Yan's palm. Sometimes Wen Yan's force was a little lighter, and Gu Jianhan couldn't help but send it forward.

Wen Yan hugged his master in an absolutely possessive posture, his eyes staggered from his disheveled clothes, and fell on the back of his neck that was still red and white.

Gu Jianhan's long hair was pushed to his chest by him, and because he was receiving angina relief massage, his body was slightly arched, his head was slightly lowered, and the line of the back of his neck was even more beautiful.

Wen Yan suddenly withdrew one hand, pressed the obvious vertebral spinous process on the back of Gu Jianhan's neck, leaned over and whispered a plea in his ear.

"Master, I want to bite you."

Gu Jianhan: "..."

"I won't bite you, I will be very careful to hold back the force, and I won't bite blood, you know, I am afraid of blood." Wen Yan promised very seriously.

"Why do you want to be a teacher?" Gu Jianhan couldn't keep up with his train of thought, "You are not a real dog."

"A Yan just wants to bite, just one bite, can't it be done lightly?"

"..."

Gu Jianhan softened shamefully at his intentionally elongated voice, he closed his eyes helplessly, and sighed: "I didn't say no."

"But isn't that where the medicine was first used?"

Before Wen Yan had time to be ecstatic, he was poured with cold water in an instant, so he turned to stare at his shoulder, exuding an easily detectable gloom all over his body.

Gu Jianhan raised his hand and rubbed his head, and comforted him: "There will be opportunities in the future, and I won't run away as a teacher."

Wen Yan hugged him tightly and gave a muffled hum.

"..."

Gu Jianhan sighed, pulled off his shirt to reveal his white and thin shoulders, and turned his head without even looking at Wen Yan: "This is not an example."

...

After a lot of tossing, Gu Jianhan was wrapped in Wen Yan's arms in disheveled clothes. The temperature of his body had already warmed up a lot, his face became rosy, and even his fingertips were stained crimson.

Wen Yan really kept his word, and only left a circle of very shallow bite marks on his shoulders, light pink, like a slightly drunk peach blossom in the world.

Wen Yan tried his best to take the responsibility of letting Gu Jianhan recover his body temperature, and seeing the effect was very good, he couldn't help being happy.

"Master, it would be great if I were a wolf. It's fluffy and my body temperature is higher than normal, so that Master can warm up faster." Wen Yan imagined wildly, feeling that the picture was a little warm .

Gu Jianhan said lazily: "As a teacher, there is a snow wolf spirit beast. It can become very large in size. As you said, it is furry and has a high body temperature. It is very convenient to use for heating."

Wen Yan was silent for a long time, and after much deliberation, he still asked awkwardly: "Then why didn't Master summon Snow Wolf?"

Gu Jianhan knew what answer he wanted, but he didn't tell him easily.

He wanted to be cautious.

How could he be the only one to say those embarrassing words.

The author has something to say: Wen Yan: Master, I wish I were a wolf.

Gu Jianhan: Think about it, dogs are also domesticated from wolves (touch the dog's head.jpg)