The old Gong who died for the world is back

The collar of the snow-white obscene clothes was rubbed open, exposing the white skin and collarbone under the clothes.

Jiang Zhiyan lightly brushed Xiao Youci's neck with his little finger, where the fingertip touched, it was slightly red.

Like ripples on the surface of the water, spreading from the outside of the skirt to the inside of the skirt.

He put his hand on Xiao Youci's Adam's apple, and obviously felt the bulge under his fingers roll.

He lowered his eyes and avoided it.

Then hooked Xiao Youci's collar with his little finger, revealing the scenery under the clothes.

As he expected, this body was not well protected, as soon as the clothes were taken off, the various wounds underneath were exposed.

It spread in all directions, from the chest, waist and abdomen to the back.

His younger brother's abs are pretty nice.

Jiang Zhiyan leaned over and knelt on the bed, lightly tapped the line of Xiao Youci's abdomen all the way down, and landed on a sword mark, he poked it a little harder, and said, "How did you do this?"

Xiao Youci took a deep breath, his body trembled slightly, and his voice trembled a little: "Yes, yes, I competed with Elder Shi one year, and was accidentally stabbed..."

Jiang Zhiyan pressed hard, but it didn't hurt, Xiao Youci still trembled and let out a low cry.

The sound he made was short and low, stuck in his throat, and by the time it came out, it had turned into a sticky breathy sound.

Jiang Zhiyan raised his eyebrows, and looked down along this sword mark.

"What is this burn?"

"That year, a Bifang bird ran out of the mustard illusion, and I was accidentally injured when I went to subdue it."

Jiang Zhiyan flicked the burn, the burn was not serious, but it was still very glaring on the snow-white skin.

Xiao Youci's body tensed suddenly, and then quickly relaxed. He rubbed against him twice impatiently, with a sticky coquettish tone in his tone: "Brother, let me go, please."

Jiang Zhiyan said mercilessly: "Not good."

He lifted up some clothes again, and looked around his waist. The flesh on Xiao Youci's waist was very sensitive and itched when he touched it. He trembled again, his body arched, trying to avoid Jiang Zhiyan's fingers.

He muttered in his mouth: "No more, don't look for it..."

"Nonsense." Jiang Zhiyan's hand fell on a mark left by something unknown, and his tone became colder: "What is this?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Youci groaned and refused to answer, and after a while, the ink blotted out a sentence: "Forgot."

Jiang Zhiyan asked: "Why don't these scars be wiped away?"

He has cultivation and can do it.

Xiao Youci didn't even dare to answer this question, he curled his fingertips and then loosened them, it was useless to be coquettish, this time he stopped being coquettish, he bent his legs, and rubbed against Jiang Zhiyan's waist.

He whispered: "Brother, my hand hurts."

That leg was getting higher and higher, more and more presumptuous, Jiang Zhiyan's eyes darkened a bit.

He let go of Xiao Youci's hands, and the blindfolded person reached out his hand gropingly towards him, touched his arm, shoulder, then hugged him, and stuck him from the bed.

Those originally cold eyes were filled with viscous emotions, Xiao Youci rubbed against him, kept his voice in his throat, and murmured indistinctly: "Brother, hug me."

Jiang Zhiyan: "..."

……

Di Tian didn't need to sleep.

In the middle of the night, he went to the cave in the illusion, and found a bunch of exercises for cultivation. He wanted to help the two boys of Linxianmen. After finding these exercises, he carried them to the small bamboo building, intending to give them They introduce their past collections.

He was born in the era when the Dao of Immortal Cultivation was not yet in decline, and his collection of exercises and classics were all first-class. Now, taking out a random page would cause the Dao of Cultivation of Immortals to shake.

For these two boys, it's really cheap for them.

While thinking, Di Tian walked towards the small building, and when he reached the door of the small building, he was about to open the door, but suddenly stopped.

The expression on his face changed from astonishment to horror, then he glanced at the third floor in a panic, turned around and ran away.

The skill fell to the ground, but he didn't even pick it up.

……

The next morning, it was Jiang Zhiyan who went out of the small building first. He went to fetch water. When he went out, he saw the exercises scattered on the ground. Then he looked up and saw Du Ditian squatting among the flowers on the ridge of the field, with only two eyes exposed. Staring at him resentfully.

Jiang Zhiyan: "?"

He nonchalantly asked where the well was, and Ditian pointed him in the direction, looked at his back, and mouthed two words.

"Beasts!"

"Ah Choo!" Jiang Zhiyan sneezed inexplicably and looked around, but there was no one there.

Is there someone outside the illusion scolding him?

Jiang Zhiyan fetched water outside and brought it upstairs when it boiled. He opened the door of the room and saw Xiao Youci's lock of hair exposed outside.

His junior brother wrapped himself completely in the quilt, but the quilt was not long enough, he didn't care about his head, his head was hidden, his feet were exposed, and his slender ankles were still slightly red, which didn't fade after a night.

"Cough cough." Jiang Zhiyan looked guilty, coughed twice, stepped forward and pulled the corner of the quilt.

The sleeper was awakened, buried his face deeper, and murmured indistinctly: "Don't make trouble, Langyue... go out..."

Jiang Zhiyan paused, he put the kettle on the table next to him, leaned over to his junior brother, bit his ear and whispered: "Do they often come into your room?"

The deliberately low voice was exactly the same as last night when he was in love, Xiao Youci was awakened instantly, he turned over, his lips brushed against Jiang Zhiyan's, and he backed away in fright.

Pressing his back against the wall in the bed, he barely stopped, Xiao Youci looked at the person in front of him and was silent for a while, then silently tightened his quilt to cover the marks on his body.

He didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Zhiyan like that, Jiang Zhiyan knew that his junior was angry, smiled, and tapped the tip of his nose: "You have committed evil, you can't live."

Xiao Youci suddenly widened his eyes, feeling that his senior brother was very unreasonable.

Jiang Zhiyan said, "Didn't you say you want to drink water?"

He turned around and poured water, adjusted the water temperature to lukewarm, and sat down beside Xiao Youci.

Xiao Youci glanced hesitantly at the water in the teacup, it was clear and bright, he licked his dry lips, finally compromised, and slowly got up.

When he got up, he seemed to be touched by something, which made him frown slightly.

Jiang Zhiyan moved closer, and asked with a teasing smile in his eyes, "Does it hurt?"

He was glared at by Xiao Youci.

He smiled and handed over the teacup, Xiao Youci bowed his head and took two sips with his hand.

Jiang Zhiyan said: "I don't think I can lie down."

He knew that there was a soul that liked to stay in bed hidden under this desolate beauty of his younger brother.

Xiao Youci shook his head: "There is not so much time, we all have to practice quickly."

"Yeah." The situation outside was not optimistic, Jiang Zhi responded with a banquet, and said, "It's not too late."

Xiao Youci lazily leaned on his senior brother, and said, "Senior brother, you are slack."

He stretched out a snow-white arm from under the quilt, and made a movement of holding and swinging a sword: "When both of us recover, we will compete again. Tell me, who wins and who loses?"

Jiang Zhiyan was helpless, his junior brother's desire to win may be engraved in his bones, and he had hidden a demon heart before, so I really wronged him.

However, he didn't want to admit defeat quickly, so he said: "You will know after comparing."

The elegant and gentle chief disciple of Linxianmen also has his own pride.

Xiao Youci smiled, thinking that it's really good now.

He has a chance to be aboveboard, and to beat his senior brother frankly.

Although Xiao Youci said hurry up, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the bed, and he moaned on the bed for a while before finally getting up.

Xiao Youci felt that if there was anything that could make him willingly admit defeat, it might be something like making a good bed, and when the time came to stand in front of him, he couldn't resist it at all.

When the two packed up and went out together, they saw Di Tian squatting among the flowers on the ridge of the field.

When Xiao Youci saw him, he remembered the diary in Houshan Zhulin. He waved to Ditian and said, "I have something to tell you."

Ditian complained: "Don't talk to me, you're dirty."

Xiao Youci: "?"

He said lightly: "You don't listen to anything related to your wife?"

Ditian immediately got up from the flowers.

Xiao Youci asked him, "How long has it been since you came back here?"

Di Tian shook his head: "Forgot."

Xiao Youci guessed that he had left and never came back. Those few pieces of paper were written on small things, which should be used by his wife as souvenirs, and Ditian hadn't seen them.

He left and didn't come back, presumably he didn't have the chance to see those things.

He thought for a while and said, "There is something on the stone table in the bamboo forest, go and have a look."

Ditian left without knowing why, and Jiang Zhiyan moved out the tables, chairs and benches from the bamboo house, then piled up the exercise secret books that Ditian dropped on the ground last night, and said, "This is what I saw at the door this morning. , it should be Ditian who prepared it for us to see, you can see if there is anything that can help you."

Xiao Youci picked up one of the books of swordsmanship, opened it and read it carefully.

It's not that he wants to learn other people's sword skills, but it is also good for his own sword skills to look at other families' sword skills occasionally.

Looking at it, I saw Xiao Youci sitting on the bamboo chair lazily at noon, stretched his waist, and suddenly found that the surroundings were very quiet.

It seems that Di Tian, ​​who has been restless all this time, has not appeared for a while.

Xiao Youci looked up, senior brother was reading beside him, where is Di Tian?

He wouldn't have come out of the bamboo forest, could he?

Xiao Youci got up and was about to find someone, when Jiang Zhiyan raised his head and asked him what he was doing.

Xiao Youci said: "I'll walk around casually, you don't have to worry about me."

Jiang Zhiyan put down the book, and said to Xiao Youci, "Ditian is behind the house."

He saw Di Tian sneaking out of the bamboo forest just now, instead of coming here, he went to the back of the house instead, and there was no movement for a long time.

Xiao Youci nodded and headed towards the back of the house.

According to what was written on the paper, there should be two pear trees growing behind the house.

When Xiao Youci found Ditian, he really stood under the pear tree in a daze. The branches of the two pear trees were full of flowers, which were obviously spawned by Di Tiangang with his own devilish energy.

This is his mustard seed illusion, and everything in the illusion can be moved according to his will.

Xiao Youci watched from a distance, and felt that today's Ditian was a bit different.

His image seems to be clearer, dressed in black, looking at the pear tree in front of him with his hands behind his back, looking lonely and desolate.