Slag Gong wants to eat back grass [Quick Transmigration]

On the beam.Turning around again, he looked at his fellow prisoner.

"Give me sweat medicine in the tea? I taught you this trick. Do you think the apprentice can fool the master?" Lin Lian tapped a few acupuncture points on his chest, turned his head and spit out the tea he had just drunk.He wiped away the water stains on his lips, and kissed Qin Zhuang's face again.

Qin Zhuang watched Zheng Lai dodge several times, but was still kissed by Lin Lian on the side.

Lin Lian's moist and hot breath spewed out beside his ears, it was no longer a sense of security that made him peaceful, but a disgusting desire.

Lin Lian: "You really look good. If you and I didn't tear ourselves apart right now, I would have planned to bring you by my side so that I could take care of you."

Qin Zhuang stared at him closely, with hatred in his eyes and a hint of a successful plan. He said, "The medicine is not in the tea, but on my skirt. It's not sweat medicine, but rosemary."

"Okay. Very good." Lin Lian let go of him and stood up from the ground: "It's true that blue is better than blue, not bad. Then guess, during the period when the drug effect is onset, is it enough to kill me?" And you?"

He walked to the burning candlestick in the room, pushed it to the ground, watched the lamp oil spread to Qin Zhuang's feet, and retreated in satisfaction.

Behind him, a raging fire burned instantly.

[System prompt: The secondary character Lin Lian loves +10, and the current love value is 70. 】

After being caught in the fire, Qin Zhuang realized that it was not the fire that killed people, but the choking smoke.

He was trapped there, watching the light gauze curtain not far away gradually burning, seeing the burning wood falling from a high place to his side, seeing the thick smoke blocking the vision of both eyes, and pouring into his mouth and nose .

At that moment, he didn't think about anything, he just felt a little regretful.

It seemed that his hard work over the years was nothing but a joke.Misidentified the murderer who killed his father and brother, and was played by the real murderer for many years.

His legs were crippled and his dignity was lost. Even if the truth was revealed by force, he would not be able to kill the enemy with his own hands.

He fell powerlessly in the sea of ​​flames, with his face pressed to the ground, and in a trance, he saw someone rushing in from the door and coming to his side.

The outline is somewhat familiar, but I can't remember who it is.

Did a dead relative come to pick him up?

It turns out that there are still people who remember him, remember him as a child who doesn't listen to training.

But father, I who have accomplished nothing and brought disaster to the Qin family, what right do I have to continue to live?

He wanted to cry wantonly, but no more tears flowed from his dry eye sockets, as if all his human emotions had been exhausted in these years of captivity.

He was picked up by the man and protected with both hands, like a baby returning to its mother's womb.

It would be great if I was just a child forever. In the world of adults, there are too many schemes and calculations, and you can't find any sincerity. It's too tiring.

Driven by desperation, he finally lost consciousness completely.

Chapter 78 Different Furnaces of Bingtan (17) The familiar and heart-warming young master of the Qin family has long since died quietly in a corner that no one knows about.Lying in front of him was a stone body with a heart made of wood hidden inside.

"To fight, or not to fight?" Qu Fengmian sat on the main seat, and below him were more than a dozen sect elders and principals from various branches.

If it was in the heyday of Huinanjiao three years ago, I believe many people would agree with his proposal.After all, Jianghu is a big cake. Whoever seizes the opportunity and takes the top spot will get more things.

But the death of Zuo Dharma Su Ran is a watershed in this game. Before, what Qu Fengmian did was to develop the sect and get more money; after that, Qu Fengmian was completely dominated by hatred, He single-mindedly fought against those Jianghu sects, which caused complaints from the people below, and they didn't want to be with him anymore.

When we share wealth and honor, we flock to them; when we share suffering, few come.

An elder in the hall was the leader of this meeting.He took a few steps forward, bowed his fists to Qu Fengmian, and said: "Master, I am getting old, and the brothers in the hall are also old and young. Please allow us to return to our hometown in Southern Xinjiang to recuperate."

Qu Fengmian played with the carvings on the armrest, his eyes were deep and he didn't say a word.

Immediately afterwards, more fighters stood up and asked Qu Fengmian to resign.

"I hope the leader will allow us to return to our hometown..."

"I implore the leader..."

"..."

Within half a stick of incense time, half of the leaders in the hall stood up and asked to leave.

It is a lie to say that Qu Fengmian has no sorrow in his heart.

Think back to the time when he and Su Ran joined hands to seize the power of Huinanjiao, how glorious and ambitious it was.But now that the tea is cold, even these followers can't wait to escape.

Even if he wanted to stay, he couldn't.

The soldiers are exhausted before fighting, even if he drives these people to serve him, I am afraid that they will throw away their armor and armor on the battlefield and flee in embarrassment.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qu Fengmian said under the eyes of everyone who was hoping, fearing or apprehensive, "That's fine. You are all the elites of my return to the Southern Sect. In such a time of life and death, you should retreat to the southern border and preserve this stock." Elite forces. The right protector, you will take the position of interim leader and lead them away."

"Master..." Protector You Faxian was also loyal to Qu Fengmian, he didn't want to see him lead the tribe to die, and just wanted to stop him, but Qu Fengmian cut off the conversation.

Qu Fengmian: "This is an order."

Right protector: "Yes."

Qu Fengmian: "If I don't come back, you will be the new leader. That's it."

Protector You led the crowd away with a worried expression on his face, and the huge conference hall lost most of the people in an instant.

For the rest of them, either they have nothing to worry about, or they are willing to die for Qu Fengmian, they are unwilling to leave.

When Qu Fengmian was exhausted physically and mentally, that newly promoted confidant Zeng Yu stepped forward, knelt on one knee and said: "We are willing to kill all six factions for the leader!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Sensing everyone's high fighting spirit, Qu Fengmian felt a little relieved, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Okay, three days later, the decisive battle at Hulao Pass."

After the meeting ended, Qu Fengmian left the meeting room with a little excitement and a little exhaustion, and went to the sleeping place.

There was a person lying on the bed, not a pastime thing he found from any fireworks and willow alley, but a comatose man—the man he rescued from the sea of ​​fire, Qin Zhuang.

It has been ten days since I got the news and went to Wei Tuo Villa to save people.

Qin Zhuang hadn't woken up and couldn't speak, and he only survived on the liquid food that Qu Fengmian fed him every day.

Qu Fengmian once thought that he was the person in this world who most wanted him to die.

After all, this person had plotted against him, betrayed him, and even killed his best brother.

But when this moment really came, he was far less happy than he had imagined.

There was even an emotion called regret spreading in his chest, making his eyes sore uncontrollably, and his heart felt uncomfortable as if something was blocked.

In the first few days, Qu Fengmian didn't believe that he was really in a coma, and only regarded it as a means for him to escape punishment.

But as time passed day by day, this worry also disappeared.

Qin Zhuang really couldn't give him any more responses, even though the lewd Gu repeatedly broke out in this person's body, causing him unbearable pain, he never made much movement.

It was as if his soul and consciousness were trapped in a distant place, and he only left this insignificant body in the world to resist the rain of frost, swords and swords that might come.

Qu Fengmian hadn't looked at him so carefully for a long time.

This face that once made him fall in love at first sight lost its original purity and innocence in those twists and turns, which made him feel disgusted and tired.But when Qu Fengmian wrung out the towel and wiped Qin Zhuang's face bit by bit, he realized that he was much haggard.

The young master who used to be delicate and precious has delicate skin and tender meat, and he can't eat a little bit of bitterness.Pinching him a little bit, or teasing him, will cause a long time of complaints, either coquettish or angry.

But looking carefully now, I realize that the once plump chin has become sharp, the creamy and smooth skin has become vicissitudes, the once erect back has become slightly rickety, and the hands around her waist will lightly hook her when she is happy. The legs also become twisted.

The familiar young master of the Qin family who was so heart-warming had already died quietly in a corner that no one knew about.

Lying in front of him was a stone body with a heart made of wood hidden inside.

Qu Fengmian wiped his body clean for him, then stopped, and brought his ears to his chest bit by bit.

There was a faint and slow heartbeat there.Although it was not obvious, it was still like a rope that tied him, pulling him back from that dark and lightless underworld.

They hadn't been this close in a long time.

When he was awake, Qu Fengmian was not willing to show his fragility in front of him.Even just showing a little bit of warmth to him will make Qu Fengmian feel endless guilt.

Only in the dead of night, or when this person fell asleep, would Qu Fengmian enjoy a moment of snuggling and tenderness like at this moment.

He still loves this man, he understands.

When Qin Zhuang lay unconscious in the sea of ​​flames, almost losing his last trace of breath, Qu Fengmian was in pain.

He felt as uncomfortable as if the person shrouded in thick smoke and flames was himself. Regardless of the beams that were about to collapse and the rapid fire, he rushed into it like a madman and hugged this person out.

He suddenly understood that he did not want him to die.

Even if I hate and complain, I don't want to see him turn into a cold bone.

If Su Ran blames himself for being indecisive and soft-hearted, let him blame it.Wait until you are under Jiuquan, and then make a good apology to him.

But Qin Zhuang's life, he had to take good care of it.

[System prompt: The main character Qu Fengmian loves +10, and the current love value is 75. 】

[System prompt: 30% of the wish "a person who truly loves oneself" has been achieved. 】

The first thing Qu Fengmian waited for was not Qin Zhuang's awakening, but the decisive battle with the six factions.

Although most of the congregation has left, Huinan Sect still has the qualifications to fight against the six factions by virtue of its natural terrain.

At noon, under the scorching sun, the flags of the two sides stood up against the wind. In the high mountains and fertile fields, Qu Fengmian and Lin Lian led their stalwart men to look at each other's enemies.

"Lin Lian." Qu Fengmian called out his name bluntly, and said with a sneer, "You are not worthy of being my opponent, go back and feed yourself!"

"Qu Fengmian, you have done a lot of evil, and you still have the guts to be rampant here." Lin Lian obviously didn't take his provocation seriously, and shouted: "Stop fighting trapped beasts again, surrender quickly, the six factions will be forgiven You have a way out."

"Sheng Lu, when did you, Lin Lian, become so talkative? Oh, yes, I heard that you are also as good as Long Yang. Could it be that you have fallen in love with this leader? My dog ​​slave was stolen by you, how did you enjoy it? "Qu Fengmian said these things just to boost morale and embarrass the other party, but the contempt and jealousy between the lines are extremely obvious.

Lin Lian drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed at Qu Fengmian, and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I, Lin Yuqing, am not afraid of the shadow. It is clear that the thief colluded with you and wanted to frame me. Today I will use your Blood, cleanse my name. Archers prepare!"

While drawing the bow and nodding the arrow, Qu Fengmian also cut the rope and pushed the kerosene barrel and boulder down the valley.

All of a sudden, arrows were fired and people were turned on their backs. With the drums beating, the forwards of both sides also quickly fought together.

Fighting in the rivers and lakes is different from leading troops to fight. After Huinanjiao took the lead in the first wave of confrontation, they quickly sent a second batch of congregants to fight into the siege.

Qu Fengmian is also in this group. Over the years, his hands have been stained with the blood of many righteous people. In an instant, he is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and his body is covered in blood.

After killing several elders of the six sects, Lin Lian jumped down and fought with Qu Fengmian.

Even though the two had fought openly and secretly over the years, it was the first time that they had faced each other so fiercely.

Lin Lian's Gentleman's Sword is superb, focusing on agility and quick thrusts, while Qu Fengmian's wide opening and closing moves, using both swords together, limits Lin Lian's attack to a very narrow range, no matter what He can change in all kinds of ways, but he can't control them.

Qu Fengmian was like a cat catching a mouse, looking for the weak point of Lin Lian's moves and attacking.He played with ease, and enjoyed the embarrassment of the other party avoiding and fleeing, but when he remembered Su Ran's death, the attack suddenly became extremely fast, and Lin Lian's sword hand was shaken and painful.

In duels between masters, the winner is often determined in an instant.

Lin Lian is several times better than Qu Fengmian in terms of power, but in terms of killing intent, he is far behind.

Seeing that Lin Lian was forced to retreat, and it was difficult to connect the moves, Zeng Yu jumped out and said to Qu Fengmian, "Master, I will help you!"

"No need." Qu Fengmian turned the saber and cut a bloody scar on Lin Lian's shoulder, but he still had time to reply, "Just watch how I kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his ribs, and when he looked down, the dagger that pierced his body still had a blue light, obviously poisoned.

Zeng Yu drew the knife slowly, stood beside Lin Lian, smiled at Qu Fengmian, "Master, I offended you."

Chapter 79 Different Furnaces of Ice and Charcoal (18) For an ordinary person, treasure is the capital to make a fortune; for a hero, it may be the key to victory; but for a dying person, it is just a pile of broken copper iron.

"Are you...one of them?" Qu Fengmian held his bleeding wound, his words were full of astonishment.

But before he had time to say anything more, he felt his heart jumping suddenly. When he looked back, those congregants who stayed on the high ground had already started to kill each other.No need to think about it, the traitor must be the person Zeng Yu brought.

At this moment, Qu Fengmian didn't care about anything anymore, he hastily threw a wild goose knife, relying on it to block the pursuit of Zeng Yu and Lin Lian, and at the same time he withdrew and left, pouring his inner strength into his voice, calling his subordinates to return.

The terrain is no longer favorable, and the six factions and the traitors are cooperating inside and outside, like two ruthless machines frantically strangling the Huinanjiao disciples who were attacked from both sides.

Qu Fengmian tapped several big acupuncture points on his body, and after stabilizing his injuries, he led the rest of his disciples and hurriedly fled westward.

The six sects would never let go of this opportunity to capture the thief and make meritorious service, and pursued them all the way, until they returned to Nanjiao and fled in all directions.

When Qu Fengmian and others circled back to their own side, the base camp had been ransacked.He ordered his subordinates to simply pack up some gold and silver, and he himself took the comatose Qinzhuang on his return journey, and embarked on a journey southward.

They have two options.

One is to catch up with the old troops who went to southern Xinjiang before, and encourage them to fight back together.Second, give up the struggle with the factions in the Central Plains and die in the old place.

Qu Fengmian looked at the wound on his rib that could not be healed no matter what, and knew that he had nowhere to go.

He asked his subordinates to take their belongings and leave first, while he fled to the nearby Moon Mountain after a simple repair.

The reason why he chose this place was because Qin Zhuang suddenly woke up in the middle of his escape.

He didn't show any fear or fear, to be precise, he couldn't express the appropriate emotions like a normal person.

He is stupid.

When Qu Fengmian put him on the ground, he didn't know to walk away, nor did he know what to do.Just lying at Qu Fengmian's feet like an obedient dog.Feed him, he will open his mouth, tell him to sleep, he will lie down.

Qu Fengmian didn't even have the energy to test the authenticity of his insanity. A series of blows and changes had exhausted the ambition of the leader of a sect, making his daily life a bit difficult.

The only difference is that after waking up, Qin Zhuang kept muttering about a place name: Moon Mountain.

Qu Fengmian asked him why, but he didn't know the answer, he just kept thinking about it over and over again.

With Zhengdaomeng eyeliners ambushing in large and small towns, the deserted mountains are indeed a better place to hide.

After simple thinking, Qu Fengmian took Qin Zhuang and the newly bought wound medicine and walked on the endless mountain road.

The wound pierced by Zeng Yu's dagger has not healed, and the origin of the poison is unknown, and the gold sore medicine has no effect, and the poison continues to spread to other places.

Qu Fengmian relied on strong internal force to suppress it near the wound, but he knew that this was not a long-term solution.If he can be healed by a miraculous doctor from heaven, or if he has some natural talents and earthly treasures, he may still be saved.

But he was just thinking about it. Life is not a gamble that can be reversed at any time. When things like luck come to an end, no one can change it.

What surprised him was that Qin Zhuang seemed to know how to take the road here, and whenever he reached a fork, he could always stretch out his hand to point the way.

This kind of reaction made Qu Fengmian suspect that his stupidity was faking several times, and asked him if he had been here before, but he didn't respond.The doubts in Ren Qu Fengmian's heart piled up like a mountain, and he didn't hear half a word of answers.

All the way around the mountains, the end of the road is three connected mountains.From a distance, it looks like a huge pen holder.

The mountain was so steep that Qu Fengmian, whose strength had been greatly weakened at this time, could not climb it.What's more, he still carries such a burden as Qin Zhuang.

Walking all the way towards the mountain, the line of sight shifted from the jungle to a dense peach forest.

At this time, the flowering and fruiting seasons have passed, and the bare tree trunks stand among the rocks, looking depressed.

Qu Fengmian tried to walk through the peach grove, but the grove didn't look that big, and he walked for an hour without reaching the end.

"Could it be Qimen Dunjia?" Qu Fengmian murmured to himself, then lowered his head and asked Qin Zhuang: "Do you know how to get there?"

Qin Zhuang was hugged in his arms. He closed his eyes and fell asleep, but he suddenly read a word: "Moon Mountain, Moon Spring, the moon lives among the peach blossoms... the sun sets in the west, and the seven branches in the west knock three times... ..."

Qu Fengmian listened to it for a while before realizing that it was a short ballad.Following Qin Zhuang's prompt, he first circled six times around the rock five steps away, and then knocked three times on the peach tree with seven branches.After completing a series of movements, Taoshu also moved one after another, making way for a spacious aisle for the two to pass through.

"It's really you." Qu Fengmian praised.

Qin Zhuang didn't have much expression on his face, only frowning slightly, as if in deep thought.

In his already chaotic mind, a memory that should have been forgotten emerged.

That was when he was about four or five years old, his father had someone make him a strong swing frame, and while pushing the swing for him, he hummed to him like this.

The elder brother was sitting on a stone bench not far away, crackling and calculating, while eating the grapes on the table, he turned his face to his father and said, "Daddy, this song doesn't even have the right rhyme, so please stop singing."

That year when my mother died, my father felt sorry for them both, and he didn't even want to say a few harsh words, and his attitude was all kind and good. He just smiled and replied, "Daddy can only sing this. When daddy is gone in the future, do you think about it?" This song reminds me of my dad."

"Father, what does it mean that you're not here?" Qin Zhuang asked with his little head up, grabbing the swing rope.

Before his father could speak, the elder brother hurriedly replied, "Just go to sleep in the wooden house, stupid."

"Why do you sleep in a wooden house? It will collapse when it rains!" Qin Zhuang expressed his doubts, but his brother laughed again, and said, "Why do you have so many? You are just like my brother." Go to school, the master will tell you."

As he spoke, he was about to put the last bunch of grapes into his mouth, but Qin Zhuang, who didn't want to protect the food, jumped down and chased after him: "It's mine, it's mine, brother give it to me."

The elder brother ran around with him twice, saw him fall to the ground and cried loudly, so he quickly turned around to help him, and fed the grapes to his mouth.

What exactly does that bunch of grapes taste like?Is it as bitter as life, or as salty as tears?

Relying on Qin Zhuang's prompt, Qu Fengmian went from the Peach Blossom Forest to Mizongge, passed the Stone Terrace, the Arrow Array, and detoured to Shenmu Ridge.It was only when there were no organs blocking the way that they realized that they had already entered the cave.

At the end of the passage with seven turns and eight turns, there is a heavy stone door.

There were two stone toads covered with a thick layer of dust at the door, staring at the two visitors with big vigilant eyes.

"What is the place that needs to be so tightly guarded? There are traces of artificial excavation here, which is not like the achievements of mountain people, but more like the work of a well-trained army..." Qu Fengmian has not yet figured it out , Qin Zhuang had already put his finger into the toad's mouth first.

"Don't!" Qu Fengmian was afraid that he would trigger the deadly mechanism, so he hurriedly pulled his fingers out. At this time, Qin Zhuang's hand was covered with bloodstains, as if he was bitten by some monster.

But the strange thing is that Qin Zhuang didn't seem to feel any pain at all, he just stared blankly at the two stone toads, and didn't even respond to Qu Fengmian bandaging his fingers.

"Blood..." he said.

Qu Fengmian: "What?"

Qin Zhuang repeated slowly: "Blood...open the door..."

Only then would Qu Fengmian feel relieved, his eyes wandered back and forth between Qin Zhuang and Shimen, and he dubiously put his finger into the mouth of another stone toad.

The sharp pain came quickly this time, and as Qu Fengmian pulled away the bleeding finger, the stone door also burst open with a bang.

The expected hidden arrows and poisonous needles did not come. Behind the door was a huge cavity, as high as tens of feet, as if the entire mountainside had been hollowed out.

Qin Zhuang moved his limbs and slowly crawled in.

Qu Fengmian could only follow closely behind.

The Shimen closed behind them, and with Qin Zhuang leading the way, there was no danger at all along the way.Qu Fengmian also successfully arrived at the secret place of the cave.

gold.

A room full of gold.

Xu used methods such as copper mirror refraction to make the sunlight from the outside come into the cave.But seeing countless gold, silver and jewels in front of him, stacked randomly like millet, the astonishing number is really rare in Qu Fengmian's life.

Beside the pile of jewels, there are countless large and small boxes, which contain countless gold bars, silk, and jewellery.

Qu Fengmian sighed at the abundance of wealth here, but Qin Zhuang didn't respond to it.

He was a little slow, but also a little relaxed, as if he had fulfilled a very important entrustment, he only slowly moved his knees slowly and crawled out.

Outside the golden chamber, beyond the heavy gate, is a valley surrounded by mountains.

The sound of birdsong came from the woods, and the mountain spring water rushed into the deep pool.The sun playfully jumped from his shoulders to the tip of the grass, and then fell to the soft soil.

He waited for a long time, but he didn't see Qu Fengmian coming out, so he turned his head to look for it.

When he found that person in the golden room, he found Qu Fengmian fainted beside the box.From the wound under the ribs, black blood slowly oozes out.

Qu Fengmian poisoned.

For an ordinary person, treasure is the capital to make a fortune; for a general, it is endless food; for a hero, it may be the key to victory; but for a dying person, it is just a pile of food. Broken copper and rotten iron.

When waking up from the coma, Qu Fengmian felt a sense of powerlessness coming from the bone marrow.It was as if all his energy had been exhausted in this lethargy, and the footsteps of death were so approaching that even with his eyes closed, he could still hear it from the slower and slower pulse.

While still moving, he cut down a few trees in the valley and made a simple wheelchair.

Qin Zhuangxian also smelled that strange breath.But after finishing the checkpoint, he became that idiot who couldn't speak a word again. Seeing Qu Fengmian chopping wood with a knife, he didn't know how to help him drink.

Chapter 80 Different Furnaces of Ice and Charcoal (19) is as empty as if he is just a vessel without a soul, and he is here only to be played by the master. The physical joy is wrapped in complex love and hatred, and it is no longer perceived by the heart.

Apart from fur, firewood, and hay for daily needs, Qu Fengmian also picked a lot of fruits and wild vegetables, and piled them in the cave.

Obviously, he was prepared to stay away for a long time.

With his current situation, not to mention whether it is good or bad, basically he is just dawdling, and he can delay it for a day.

Thanks to his strong martial arts, he can suppress the spread of toxins. If he was replaced by someone without any martial arts skills, even his corpse would be buried at this moment.

Every time at this time, Qu Fengmian couldn't help but regret the passing of Su Ran.

Doctors and poisons are not separated, with that guy's ability, even if he has only one breath left, he can drag himself back from the gate of hell.

It's a pity that Su Ran saved people thousands of times, but he couldn't save himself alone.

Thinking of this, Qu Fengmian lowered his eyes and glanced at Qin Zhuang who was gnawing an apple at his feet.

In the past three years, he put a lot of thought into this person, and successfully domesticated Qin Zhuang into a slave who only knew how to make his own bed and quilt for himself during the banquet.

From the proud son of heaven to the prisoner, the gap here is enough to destroy a person's will.But Qu Fengmian enjoys the pleasure of destroying all of this, and once Qin Zhuang shows indifference to the situation, he will intensify his efforts.

Whether it's pretending or real, now Qin Zhuang has become a fool centered on him.Vegetables, tea, birds, and animals only dared to eat what he gave, and dared not tamper with anything more.

In the past, Qu Fengmian was proud of his training, but now seeing his miserable appearance, he felt a little bit embarrassed.

Before he could take back his divergent thoughts, the half-gnawed apple suddenly fell to the ground, and the person who was nibbling like a rabbit just now fell to the ground convulsively.

obscenity.

After planting, there is no medicine to relieve it. If it is not relieved, it will be like frying and burning every day.

Qu Fengmian saw him struggling at his feet, his face twisted into a ball due to pain, and his thick eyebrows frowned.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's just that he can't help.

In order to curb the spread of the toxin, he sealed several large acupuncture points around his body, which indirectly led to his inhumane results at this time.What's more, now this dilapidated body with a worrying future cannot withstand too long and intense exercise.

Qu Fengmian's weakness was automatically interpreted as indifference in Qin Zhuang's eyes.

Making fun of his ugly appearance when he was in a sensuality attack, Qu Fengmian did this kind of thing more than once or twice.

But Qin Zhuang really can't think of what he did wrong recently to make Qu Fengmian punish him like this.After barely resisting a few waves, he got up on all fours, raised his head like a wild dog, and rubbed his cheek against Qu Fengmian's feet.

"Master..." His posture was both humble and base, it was Qu Fengmian's favorite appearance in the past.Every time at this time, Qu Fengmian can always think of a lot of words to ridicule him, and only when he is suffering to the point of unconsciousness, will he possess him like a gift.

Qin Zhuang burned himself with desire, Qin Zhuang couldn't help himself, he was like a breeding animal, begging for Qu Fengmian's mercy.

Qu Fengmian tried to push him away, but he grasped Qu Fengmian's palm with ease, and bent down between his legs.

"Enough!" Qu Fengmian was tired of this feeling, and almost rudely stopped him.

Qin Zhuang stopped moving.He obediently withdrew his hand and landed on all fours, looking at Qu Fengmian eagerly like a hungry puppy yearning for meat and bones.

Seeing his appearance like walking on thin ice, Qu Fengmian felt more and more irritable.

He was the one who domesticated Qin Zhuang, but he was also the one who was impatient.Once upon a time, he wished he could crush Qin Zhuang's spine so that he could bury his head in the ground and kneel down to him, but now that he had achieved his goal, he felt a little sad, as if he had lost what he cherished in the process. of great importance.But even if he digs his heart and soul, he can't find the name of that thing.

Big beads of sweat rolled down Qin Zhuang's forehead, his face turned red, and his body couldn't help trembling.But because of Qu Fengmian's "shut up", he didn't dare to take a step closer.

Qu Fengmian raised his face with one hand, and clearly saw the desire and fear in his eyes, but there was no warmth that belonged to lovers.

The only bit of guilt and love has already passed away without knowing it.It was no longer because he stayed by his side because of liking and admiration, but because he had no way to escape.

"Do you hate me?" Qu Fengmian desperately needed a result to comfort his uneasy heart.

Although he couldn't figure out Qu Fengmian's intention, Qin Zhuang still shook his head slowly.

Qu Fengmian let go of his thoughts a little bit, but felt that he was a little weak to be so straightforward and frank, like a fool who exposed his weakness to a strong enemy.

So he changed his tone in time before Qin Zhuang could react, and laughed at him, saying: "That's right. If you want to hate, it's the leader of the sect who hates you. It's not your turn."

He couldn't wait for Qin Zhuang's answer. After looking at the other party for a while, he said, "You are really stupid. If it was before, no matter how well you disguised yourself, there would still be resentment in your eyes."

He pointed to the stone bed covered with dry grass and wild animal fur, and said, "Lie down."

Qin Zhuang seemed to be pardoned, he quickly undressed himself and climbed onto the stone bed.

The night wind could not blow into the cave, and only the faint chirping of insects lingered in my ears, one after another, one after another.

Qin Zhuang lay on his back on the stone bed, staring blankly at the zenith, as if he was full of thoughts, but also as if he didn't think about anything.

Perhaps there should be a gap here, so that he can directly see the bright moon and stars in the sky, adding a bit of brightness to his beautiful dark eyes.

At least, don't be so empty.Empty as if he was just a vessel without a soul, and he was here only to be played by the master. The physical joy was wrapped in complex love and hatred, so it was no longer perceived by the heart.

At the end, Qu Fengmian used the essence of Qin Zhuang to temporarily appease the side effects of the obscene gu.

Just as he was about to wipe his fingers off with his clothes, the man already propped up his weak body and moved over to clean it up for him with incomparable familiarity.

This is also part of the humiliation.

Forcing him to lick everything with his lips and tongue, whether it is fingers or others, no matter how dirty or dirty, if he shows the slightest reluctance, he will be slapped and beaten severely.

Long-term training has turned these things into habitual responses.Even if he is a fool who can't even solve the food and clothing problem by himself, he always remembers to serve his master well.

Qu Fengmian wanted to push him away with the other hand, but Qin Zhuang misunderstood the arrival of the shadow. At that moment, he trembled violently, and then quickly covered his head and face.

He is as funny as a silly roe deer, and even self-protection seems so clumsy and ridiculous.Qu Fengmian subconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth, but only showed a dumbfounding expression.

All of a sudden, my heart became panicked, and I needed some alcohol or tobacco to numb myself.But there was nothing he needed in this barren mountain, so after a while, he just gently pulled up the animal skin and covered Qin Zhuang's body.

"Go to sleep." He comforted, with a gentle tone, as if an elder was coaxing a child.

After waiting for a long time but not getting the slap that was supposed to fall, Qin Zhuang also gradually let go of his guard.With his sweaty body and slight exhaustion, he soon fell asleep, and let out bursts of gentle breathing.

Until then, Qu Fengmian was able to remove the hard and cold mask, and leaned closer to watch him quietly.

Qin Zhuang was already sound asleep, his eyes were covered by thick and slender eyelashes, and his nose was as cute as a pile of snow.The fire didn't destroy this beautiful face, maybe God couldn't bear to let such a pretty little guy become tattered.

Strange to say, the obvious love and affection only lasted for a few months, which was far inferior to the long years of jealousy when they met later.But the deepest impression he left in Qu Fengmian's mind was still the reckless and ignorant young master Jingui back then.

He has learned to obediently call himself master, and has become a real "dog slave".

The joy brought by conquest and revenge paralyzed Qu Fengmian's mind, so that he couldn't remember for a while, when was the last time Qin Zhuang called his name.

Qinghou, Qinghou.

When he yelled, it was always as if he had just finished eating honey, and the words that popped out between his lips, teeth and mouthpiece, even the ending sounds were so moving.

At this moment, Qu Fengmian is just a little beggar who is staring at the candy store but has no money and cannot afford to buy.

He stretched out his hand to poke Qin Zhuang's lips, and said vaguely, as if praying: