[Gu Jian III] The Days I Worked in Xuanyuan Hill

After waking up, I lay in bed for a long time without moving.

I stretched out the large characters, my eyes stared blankly at the lines of the roof, and my mind was still digesting everything I saw just now.

Ning is from Anyi. After she was eroded by Fuxi's divine blood, she carried the hope of the whole clan and took the remaining divine blood across the sea. In order to avenge Fuxi's evil, Xiang Dan was born, and he simply did not stop doing anything, and the whole family became the ancestor demon to strengthen his strength and revenge.Ning, a pure humanist, fled with blood.

After she died, Fuxi's blood followed her to reincarnate again and again, becoming my current body.I forged the Yong'an Sword with my blood without knowing it, and left my flesh and blood—an arm—in Luanyu Mountain.

And Anyi is most famous for forging swords with flesh and blood and soul.

My flesh and blood, Jinyun's soul, and my strong desire.

It all fits together.

My mind suddenly became clear and clear, as if I had finished the game and started to play for two weeks. I even remembered a long time ago, when I drew cards to play Yong'an Sword in Xuanyuanqiu, and when I finally succeeded, Po Ye looked at me. Complicated laugh.

The blood-forged sword was handed down from the destroyed Anyi. Did Po Ye know from then on that I—or my body—has an inexplicable relationship with Anyi?

Suddenly there was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside.It was the middle of the night in the Demon Realm, in the old lair of the Great Heavenly Demon, I jumped up from the bed, holding the sword in one hand and staring at the door vigilantly.But before I could react, the door was slammed open from the outside.

A wet hug pressed against his face.

"you--"

"it's me."

As soon as I was about to struggle, I heard Jinyun's voice, and my movements immediately froze. I let go of the hand that was holding the weapon, and turned into a palm and patted him on the back.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked cautiously.

"..."

He didn't speak, I heard a rustling sound in the dark, and then a wet chin rested on my shoulder.

"……it's raining outside?"

"Ah."

His voice rang close to my ears, and this sound could be analyzed with a fan chart: three points of sadness, three points of tenderness, and four points of hesitation. The damp breath and the subwoofer blasted my legs As soon as he went soft, his whole body went numb and he almost fell into his arms.

Fortunately, the tragic memories just now prevented me from immediately turning into an old pervert.

"What's the matter?" I also lowered my voice and patted his back lightly, "Get up first, your clothes are all wet, be careful of catching a cold."

"Will not."

"Don't be so full of words, every time I used to boast that I was in good health, it didn't take long before I caught a cold..."

"Sword Soul will not get sick."

My nagging stopped abruptly, and I opened my eyes wide to see Jinyun who had stood up straight and looked at me.My night vision is very good now, and I can see his eyes even in the dark, as if carrying the heavy twilight, pressing down on the coming night.

My heart suddenly constricted.

"Jinyun, you..."

"I had a dream," he said suddenly.

"...What dream?"

"A very long dream." He closed his eyes slightly, as if recalling, "From birth to death, from meeting to farewell. There is you in it, and there is... me."

I stared blankly at him, and after a while I said in a difficult voice: "You...you remember it?"

He nodded slightly: "Those memories were originally part of me. Xin Yi used the half-soul lotus to lure me into a dream, and it can be regarded as seeing my whole life."

After a pause, he added, "Finally, I saw you."

"You..." I organized my words for a long time, and then I managed to hold back a few words, "Those things are in the past, but it's good for you to think about it, at least... at least you don't have to be jealous of Beiluo anymore, What he has, you also have...uh..."

Before I finished speaking, the wet hug from just now was wrapped around me again, together with the blocked lips.

It also brought the dampness of a rainy night, but this dampness was mixed with other things, warm and soft, and it tasted like a little green plant flavor... Wait, why did I use "taste"? !

I froze there, telling myself not to be uncontrollable like an old pervert, and at the same time, I couldn't control my mind to let go, and at the same time, my mouth and hands were not idle...

I don't know how things came to be the way they are.

Originally, I just fell asleep and had a dream that was not ambiguous at all but full of tragedy. Even the sleeping room was arranged into three rooms by that single demon Xin Yi.

But why did it suddenly become an indescribable plot? !

I was still thinking until the next morning when I supported my old waist to welcome the first ray of morning light in the Demon Realm.

There is no such thing as being exhausted and exhausted, and there is no such thing as being weak and helpless. Since time travel to ancient times, I have lived up to the name of Xuanyuanqiu's number one model worker, and I have no pressure to work overtime without sleep for three days and three nights. Even Jinyun couldn't compare to me at the time, so...

So last night I was emotional and suddenly turned against the guest and pushed down the man who had barged into my boudoir at night. It's understandable, right?

I turned my head and glanced at the side with a ghost in my heart - Jinyun was still sleeping, and it still smelled good, and it smelled a bit exhausted and weak when the waiter lifted him up.

Hell, he is the soul of the sword, where is there so much drowsiness?I have every reason to suspect that he is pretending to be like this on purpose to prove my beast!

However, Jinyun may have really fallen asleep. I didn't get my slightly resentful gaze, so I could only continue to hug my knees and reflect on myself.

The morning in Xinyi Palace was not quiet.It might be the time for the activity at this moment, the sound of talking came from outside from time to time, I was absent-minded, and gradually, I heard a voice approaching here amidst the noise.

It wasn't a single person's voice. At least three or four people's footsteps were approaching, still talking in low voices. The leader's voice sounded very familiar.

"...Really? Have you known each other for so long? Is she really that strong?"

"Me? I don't know her very well, it's just... maybe it has something to do with it..."

How could this cheerful voice, which seemed to be missing a string just like his ancestors, sound so much like Gu Yebai?

Before I had time to think about why Gu Yebai would come to me at this time, I heard those footsteps stop at my door.

"When we arrive, she will live here. Xin Yi said that she is already up and won't disturb her."

...Hey, wait? !

Gu Yebai's hand was so fast that I didn't even have time to stop him before he knocked on the door.

Originally, this action was fine, but last night Jin Yunye's action of barging into the boudoir was too rude and broke the door.So as soon as he knocked for the second time, the poor quality door of Xinyi Palace opened from the outside with a creak.

Gu Yebai's figure blocked the door firmly, but his height really needs more calcium supplements, and he can't stop the gazes of the four people behind him looking over his head... Oh no, it's three, Cen Ying Still ignored Ye Baigao.

Wang Beiluo, Yun Wuyue, and Ji Xuanyuan stared at me without blinking, their faces were unstoppable even with paralysis, from shock to understanding to as if they felt that they should see no evil but couldn't control their eyes.

Especially Ji Xuanyuan, this guy's eyeballs are almost obvious.

Almost by reflex, I immediately pulled the quilt to cover Jinyun firmly, and I didn't realize that I should cover myself first until the cover was over.

"..."

Forget it, anyway, the pajamas of the Song Dynasty were strictly covered without revealing.

Relying on the cheekiness of a 21st world traveler, I still maintained a decent composure even though I was wearing indecent pajamas: "...are you going out first?"

"Yes... I'm sorry!"

It was Gu Yebai who jumped up with red face and red ears first, the boy quickly withdrew his feet as he was about to enter the room as if he had been scorched by fire, and hurriedly retreated, closing the door with a bang.By the way, I closed the four monkey-like protagonist groups outside.

I sat on the bed for 2 minutes, and told myself repeatedly that it was not a serious matter for my boss to see me having sex with my colleagues. After finishing the psychological training, I turned around and saw that Jinyun had sat up, wrapped in a quilt and didn’t know. How long have you watched me silently.

...Oops, this gender-blind feeling is at it again.What kind of plot is this about the domineering president (me) and his little wife (Jinyun)!

"You... are you awake?" I coughed dryly.

He nodded, and turned his eyes to the door: "It's Beiluo and Ji Xuanyuan? How could they be together? Could it be that Ji Xuanyuan didn't die like us?"

"He..." I scratched my head, not knowing how to explain to him, "You can ask him directly, I think he is a bit different from us."

He nodded again, stood up and began to dress.The expression is calm and the movements are calm. From the tight back muscles to the smooth waist line, they all silently state the temptation of facial paralysis.

But when he bent down, I still saw that the roots of his ears were already red.

...Heh, man, why are you pretending to be calm? I knew that you, like me, are still reminiscing about the excitement of playing in the boudoir at night and being caught by the boss in the end!