I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

As long as he squatted against the wall, Gu Jianhan stood there for as long.

Motionless, like a statue that is too lonely.

The loneliness made him suddenly soften, and he gradually forgot why he was so sad.

"Master." He called softly, which was very clear in the night where the needles could be heard, "Do you love me?"

As long as he says love, Wen Yan can immediately run to hug him.

Those unexpected pains and sorrows can all be forgotten together.

"Do you love me?"

Gu Jianhan never answered, his back was facing Wen Yan, his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, and he began to breathe hard.

Wen Yan couldn't see clearly, but luckily he heard it.

He subconsciously rushed down the stairs and ran towards Gu Jianhan, but barely stopped a step behind him.He saw Gu Jianhan's violently heaving back, heard the uncontrollable panting, and suddenly remembered the oath he had made with him.

He promised to follow him every step of the way.

He actually forgot again.

Wen Yan felt a great pain in his heart, he took a step forward and hugged Gu Jianhan into his arms through Du Shuang from behind, resting his head lightly on his thin shoulders, he circled him tightly without any effort.

"Master, I'm sorry..."

Gu Jianhan seemed to have expected that he would come back a long time ago, and fell into his warm embrace as if powerless.The broken hair on his forehead was already wet with cold sweat, the corners of his eyes were extremely red, but his face was pale.

He was like a bird that was almost drowned in the sea of ​​bitterness. He was rescued by Wen Yan with both hands when his life was hanging by a thread. His whole body was wet, and his consciousness was still on the verge of drowning.

Wen Yan didn't expect that he was so strong just now, and now he has become like this, those desperate gasps seemed to turn into ice blades and stab at the tip of his heart, as if the person in his arms would be killed alive in the next second Die.

"Ah, Ayan..." He spoke intermittently, his words were no longer clear, his whole body was trembling unconsciously, but he still raised his hand to touch Wen Yan's cheek, "Don't...hate me..."

"It's a teacher... not good..."

Wen Yan didn't know why things turned out like this, everything tonight was too absurd, one major event after another hit him without warning, making him dizzy and exhausted.

First came Meng Zhao's diagnosis, then Gu Jianhan's sudden temperament change, and then suddenly fell into such an unbearable state of pain.

He originally thought that tonight would be a happy night, even in such a strange and dangerous formation in the magic cultivation secret realm.

Every year in the future, this day should have been their anniversary of love, and they would be happy and happy, but everything was messed up in the end.

Wen Yan was very sad.

He took out the pin from Gu Jianhan's tunic sleeves, stabbed towards Gu Jianhan's heart calmly, without any muddle, quickly stabilized Gu Jianhan's emotions, and also suppressed the sudden illness in his body.

He untied Du Shuang and carried it, then hugged Gu Jianhan horizontally, carried him up the stairs in three steps at a time, unlocked the door and entered the unused bedroom on the right, and closed the door with his elbow.

"The reassurance needle can only be used once...Are you stupid, why do you want to be a teacher?"

"You are stupid."

Wen Yan was angry and contradicted him unconsciously.

Gu Jianhan didn't care about whether he offended him or not, he just leaned in his arms and looked at him, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his long eyelashes wet with cold sweat fluttered with difficulty.

He reached out and grabbed Wen Yan's skirt, and tried his best to raise his head and kiss his chin.

Wen Yan stopped and looked down at him, not knowing what to say.

Obviously he was the one who treated him so fiercely just now.

"Ayan..." Gu Jianhan touched his side face cautiously, and was silently relieved when he saw that he didn't show any disgust, leaning on his shoulder and panting lowly, "Don't you want to talk to me as a teacher... as a teacher I know I was wrong."

Wen Yan had nothing to do with him, he could only sigh again and again: "How can I ignore you."

He put Gu Jianhan on the edge of the bed and asked him to rest on one side of the sandalwood, then he went to unbolt the door and close the window.

There was no one on the street anymore.

The howling cold wind bypassed all the residential buildings and circled the empty streets. Occasionally, a few crows flew by, and their shrill and hoarse cries lingered in the air.

"Ayan..."

Wen Yan just stood by the window for a while longer, and Gu Jianhan began to call in a low voice, sticky, if Wen Yan was usually very happy, Pidianpidian just passed by wagging his tail, but now he is not happy no matter what stand up.

Standing by the window, looking at Gu Jianhan hidden in the night, he felt that something was slipping towards the edge of losing control.

"Ayan, I know I'm wrong, can you not be angry with me, I can promise you anything..." He seemed to want to stand up, but his body was on the verge of falling, and the heart was still pierced with the cold light. Centering needle.

He was unstable, and he threw himself forward and was about to kneel down, but was lifted up by Wen Yan a moment before. It was a posture similar to hugging a cat. Wen Yan easily lifted him back, The expression on his face was unclear.

"Don't move around if you're not feeling well." He said, "Also say that I'm not good at school. I think Master is the worst person."

Gu Jianhan grasped his forearm with both hands, and tears welled up in his dry and painful eyes: "Don't go...don't leave me."

He raised his head, stared fixedly at Wen Yan, and begged in a low voice that was almost desperate.

It was completely different from the man-eating appearance just now, Wen Yan thought to himself, it turns out that human temperament can change so quickly.

If you really don't want him to leave, why bother to say those hurtful words.

"I didn't want to leave you." He sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to caress the corners of Gu Jianhan's red eyes, "I just want to light a candle, the room is very dark, I'm afraid I might accidentally touch something fragile. "

As soon as the words fell, Gu Jianhan's body relaxed a little, but he still held him and refused to let him go, with sad and stubborn eyes.

"Master, don't be so ignorant."

Wen Yan didn't know what happened tonight, maybe it was because he recognized his precarious lover status, or maybe it was because his self-esteem was trampled to pieces by his beloved, in short, he was exhausted physically and mentally, so his tone was also offensive, less Gentle and considerate on weekdays.

He himself realized it when he said the words, but the flood was hard to stop, and Gu Jianhan's eyes dimmed so quickly, as if he had turned into a pile of damp firewood again, which could never be ignited again.

"I--"

"Then Ah Yan must come back quickly and hug me, as a teacher, he will be sensible and wait obediently."

Wen Yan doesn't know if people who love each other can't escape the fate of hurting each other, but he can really feel at this moment that those poisonous arrows that pierced Gu Jianhan's heart were finally nailed to himself.

No matter which one of these words is put on a normal day, Wen Yan will be so happy that he can't sleep, eat three more bowls of rice, and wake up with a smile in his dreams, but now no matter how he listens to it, he feels weird, his heart is still sour, and his mood is complicated He couldn't even squeeze out a fake smile.

He opened Gu Jianhan's skinny fingers bit by bit. He didn't know how many times his heart softened and his nose got sore, but he held back in the end.

He fled towards the tall candlestick, and while lighting the candle, he was thinking about how to ask what happened just now.

Gu Jianhan's mood is still very agitated now, although he has a reassurance needle to help him calm down, his mental state still looks very fragile.

Pushing back again?

There are already many problems between them, none of which have been resolved so far.

The flame on the candlestick swayed suddenly without wind, which brought back Wen Yan's somewhat distracted mood.

But there is no way around it. The most urgent task now is to break the situation. These sons and daughters love each other, and they really shouldn't be a stumbling block for Gu Jianhan.

He is a waste to begin with, so forget it if he can't help, how can he drag him down?

"Ayan." Gu Jianhan called him, feeling aggrieved, "You've been away for too long."

"Feel sorry."

Wen Yan walked back, and when he got to the bed, he didn't hug Gu Jianhan first, but took off the Kongming sword and put it with Du Shuang between the two pillows.

The middle position was a little crowded, so he adjusted the position of the soft pillow, but suddenly found that the pillow inside had a slight arch, which could not be seen without looking carefully.

He opened the pillow in surprise, and there was a long, sharp needle under it.

"Wow..." He almost swears in front of Gu Jianhan.

But this behavior is really bad.

He began to be bewildered and afraid. He originally thought of letting Gu Jianhan sleep in it. If they didn't find the needle, wouldn't it go straight through his forehead when he fell asleep?

He has no spiritual power at all now, how dangerous it would be to be pierced in the head by a long needle...

Wen Yan didn't dare to think about it, and quickly carried Gu Jianhan to the top chair beside him. He first confirmed that there were no dangerous objects on the top chair before putting him down, and then began to search the bed frantically, from soft pillows to mattresses. , From the head of the bed to the end of the bed, I searched inside and out several times, and I was relieved to confirm that there were no other foreign objects.

And Gu Jianhan held the long needle in his hand, his face was gloomy, Wen Yan looked over, but still couldn't figure out his thoughts.

"very dangerous."

He grasped the point of the needle and pulled the long needle out of his fingertip.

Gu Jianhan would have turned his back on him if he had been preached by his apprentice so ignorantly in the past, but now instead of being angry, he raised his head and showed him a faint smile, opened his arms, and turned his palms towards Wen Yan. The act of asking for a hug.

Obviously, he was the one who said he didn't need him.

"The teacher was frightened and couldn't walk."

Wen Yan looked at him inexplicably, and finally lifted him up, changed to a horizontal hugging position and carried him into the bathroom, and put him on the bed after serving him to wash up.

When he came out of the washroom after washing himself, Gu Jianhan had already taken off his outer robe and his own outer shirt, and was lying on the couch in only a thin solid-color narrow-sleeved inner shirt, with black hair after removing the headband. The bed was poured out, and the long sword that was originally horizontal between the two was placed horizontally on the outer edge of the two soft pillows.

He didn't know when he got the long needle in his hand again, and when he heard Wen Yan's footsteps, he put the needle away, and looked in Wen Yan's direction intently.

Wen Yan took a shower, but the ends of her hair were still damp, and her belt was not completely fastened, revealing her strong and smooth waistline.

He sat down on the side of the bed, took off the anchor pin on Gu Jianhan's chest, opened his shirt, and endured the slight discomfort, wiped away the remaining blood on his chest with his fingertips.

Gu Jianhan panted lightly, and unconsciously bent his legs and dawdled for a while.

Wen Yan quickly turned his head, not daring to take another look.

"Master, can you sleep in a little bit? I want to sleep outside."

He looked at his knees and said calmly.

In fact, the heart has set off a storm.

Gu Jianhan was lying in front of him with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes. He was very young, and it was impossible for him not to be impulsive.However, all kinds of things were still in front of his eyes, and he no longer dared to think about Gu Jianhan casually. It was a blasphemy to him, and Gu Jianhan would not like it.

He really didn't want to cause unnecessary quarrels because of this low-level desire again, he could bear it.

"It's better to sleep outside for the master, where is the master relying on the protection of the apprentice..."

"What the master said is true." Wen Yan interrupted him, a little irritated, "After all, I am just a waste, and I really don't have the qualifications to protect the master. It is better to sleep inside."

He was about to take off his shoes and get on the couch, but Gu Jianhan turned over before him, rolled anxiously on the couch, and finally stopped at the innermost position against the wall.

As if too afraid of being snatched by Wen Yan.

At that moment, Wen Yan looked at Gu Jianhan's injured eyes, and the bleak longing in them almost broke his heart quietly.

He even wanted to bite off his own tongue.

"Being a teacher doesn't mean that... Just now, being a teacher made a slip of the tongue, is Ah Yan still angry?"

"Don't be angry, okay? I will apologize to you for my teacher."

"Master..." Wen Yan's throat was sour, "Don't talk like that, you are rich and precious, you really don't need to apologize to me like this. I'm not angry, and I don't need you to apologize."

"You just have to be good, I also said something wrong just now, let's clear it up."

He first went to the candlestick to blow out the flower candles, and then came back and smoothed Gu Jianhan's loose hair to his side, and then he went to the couch, covered Gu Jianhan with a quilt and was ready to sleep.

He had been lying down and closing his eyes for a long time before Gu Jianhan grabbed his wrist and shook it lightly. His cold voice contained grievances, which seemed distorted in the dark night.

"Don't you sleep with me as a teacher?"

He said so, could Wen Yan still refuse?

He also felt empty in his arms, and something was missing in his heart, but now, he was a little afraid to hug him.

We'll have to wait until he says it himself.

Gu Jianhan got his wish, and smiled unconsciously, the curvature of his lips was still so sick and obsessed.He found familiar comfort in Wen Yan's arms. He gently licked Wen Yan's lips. There were marks left by him there. The smell of blood.

He became excited in the dark, his eyes flashed with crazy and excited light, but he had only learned a big lesson, so he still restrained himself with difficulty and licked Wen Yan's wound extremely gently, like a bird The big cat tried his best to comfort his injured partner, conveying his heartache, pain and apology to his partner.

Wen Yan could feel it, and it was very strong.

No one had ever treated him so tenderly in his life.

He thought, even if he was bitten to death by Gu Jianhan, it was worth it.

The two tacitly exchanged sweet and bitter kisses one after another. Their sweetness is similar, but their bitterness is different.Wen Yan hugged him, and pressed his palms directly against his shallow waist without the silk satin between them.

"Aren't you angry?" Gu Jianhan's cheeks were already flushed, but he didn't push away, nor reprimanded him, he just pressed his forehead against his forehead, breathing like blue on his lips, "Don't be angry at being a teacher. "

"I've never been angry with Master." Wen Yan looked at him, the pair of brilliant ambers were slightly obscured by the night, "I just want to know if Master treats me sincerely."

"As a teacher, I really love you."

It's too embarrassing to say such words, but Gu Jianhan knew that his apprentice was hurt by him, so he couldn't help it.

It's really easy for Wen Yan to believe Gu Jianhan's words. It is reasonable to say that he has grown up and is no longer innocent, but he will still be bewitched by such sweet words.

It's not that because he has never been loved, sincerity becomes cheap and easy to capture, but because this person is Gu Jianhan, the master he longs to hug and loves to kiss.

It was his proud and embarrassing, cold and clingy master.

It's impossible for anyone else.

Only Gu Jianhan is his only and correct answer.

They hugged each other and fell asleep like this, Wen Yan fell asleep very deeply because of the ups and downs of mood and exhaustion.

A layer of inconspicuous blue shadow fell under his eye sockets, his breathing was a little heavy when he was in a deep sleep, and his thin lips were slightly pursed downwards.

Gu Jianhan stretched out his hand to carefully trace his eyebrows and lips, and finally touched the wound on the corner of his lip that had stopped bleeding. His heart hurt, but his nerves were excited.

"Knock knock knock."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door in the middle of the night, very close, just a few steps away.

Gu Jianhan frowned, listening carefully to the movement outside the door.

crunch--

The sound of heavy objects dragging the floor.

It should be something like a long axe.

He didn't want to disturb Wen Yan's sleep, and planned to get rid of the third of the seven ghosts-the night terror by himself.

He was about to sit up from his arms, but Wen Yan hugged him too tightly, as if he was afraid that someone would steal it, those powerful arms were tightly wrapped around his back, no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't push Open, so that he can't leave quietly.

Gu Jianhan: "..."

This unlucky boy.

Gu Jianhan had nothing to do with him, but the noise at the door was getting louder and louder. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly pushed his long hair behind his ears, leaned forward and kissed Wen Yan's pursed lips, making his hands and feet tremble in his sleep Softness is the only way to break away from Wen Yan's shackles.

To be honest, it was not easy. Gu Jianhan sat up and found that his condition was not much better than that of Wen Yan.

He fastened his clothes again, neatly tied up his long hair, picked up Du Shuang, and turned over to get out of bed, without any sign of his sickness and decadence a few hours ago.

However, at the moment of staying on the bed, Wen Yan gently grabbed his right wrist.

His eyes were sleepy: "Master, where are you going?"

"...you've been awake?"

"No, I just woke up, what's wrong?"

Gu Jianhan breathed a sigh of relief, and touched his warm cheek: "It's nothing, just take care of something for the teacher, stay on the couch and don't run around."

Wen Yan sat up after him, and nodded meekly towards Gu Jianhan. Before he could say anything, the wooden door was smashed open, and the moonlight that filled the sky originally wanted to pour in, but was smashed by a big man with a scarred face and an ax at the door. Customers blocked most of it.

That long ax is not a mortal thing, but a most yin and evil tool that condenses the greed of the seven kings. Fortunately, the person who wielded the ax is a mortal and cannot exert its true power. Identity, no matter how superb Gu Jianhan's swordsmanship is, it is impossible to have a half chance of winning.

Gu Jianhan didn't waste time confronting him, he drew his sword neatly and slashed at the scarred face, every step was full of killing intent, he didn't want to entangle with this person too much, he needed to break the situation as soon as possible, Wen Yan also continued to sleep.The first sword of Du Shuang's Nine Forms was the Throat Sealing Sword. Afterwards, the sword and sword were ruthless, extremely murderous and aggressive.

That's a very hurtful way of fighting, especially without the support of spiritual power, Gu Jianhan needs to endure more severe backlash.

Wen Yan looked at the Kongming sword next to the pillow, knowing that he would only cause trouble for Gu Jianhan and slow him down, so he just held it in his hand and pulled out the blade from the scabbard, stood behind Gu Jianhan and watched Gu Jianhan take the sword step by step. Scarface was forced to retreat to the stone wall of the corridor outside the door, and the last "Kong Ji Mie" directly nailed the man to the stone wall.

After all, Gu Jianhan is the number one master of swordsmanship, and the sword is the number one weapon.

As long as the sword is in hand, even if there is no spiritual power, it is still an existence that looks down on the world.

Killing a person who is a threat to him is simply commonplace for him, and he has a mountain of killings in his hands, but this is the first time for Wen Yan to see a living person being beheaded in the blink of an eye before his eyes.

Although he also saw that the man's long ax had been trying to cut at Gu Jianhan's back, if Du Shuang hadn't blocked it in time, Gu Jianhan might have been cut in half by him long ago.

But his heart still couldn't help but feel cold. He stared blankly at the corpse outside the door, and the sense of emptiness of fleeting life even overwhelmed his fear of blood.

However, the next moment, his eyes trembled violently because of another person.

The sword intent of Dushuang Nine Forms is too domineering, and Gu Jianhan's body is weak at the moment, and he can't bear such backlash at all.

Blood began to ooze from between his fingers, dripping down drop by drop at his fingertips, he turned his head to look at Wen Yan, an unbearable scarlet overflowed from the cracks of his lips, and there were bursts of sharp roars in his ears.

Wen Yan rushed over to support him, endured nausea and dizziness, held his trembling hand, and wiped away the blood on his lips.

"Don't look."

As soon as he spoke, blood snaked down the corners of his lips.

"Don't blame me for being cruel... If you don't kill him, he will kill us... He is one of the seven ghosts..."

"I know." Wen Yan held his face with both hands, and wiped his thumb gently under his lips, his eyes were sore, "You don't need to explain to me, I know that Master will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Gu Jianhan thought to himself, what should he do if he is so naive and tricked by others.

"Master, don't use the Nine Forms of Dushuang in the future, you can teach me, and I will hold the sword for you."

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