Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

There was the sound of rain beating outside the house, and the house was filled with steam.Cang Lang leaned on the edge of the pool, the faint smell of blood lingering between his teeth.

There are only two or three lines of cold and scribbled words on the past, "The case of the reverse poem occurred, flying arrows gathered in Zhonglin, and horrors spread all over the field. Flying fish galloped inside the white wall, and Cui Wei Songjiang was burned overnight."

Cang Lang saw the fire that day with his own eyes. Lecture halls, library stacks, pavilions, pavilions, almost every familiar corner was shrouded in scorching fog.Several black shadow wolves rushed straight into the moon cave gate, and a ball of fiery light passed over their heads and landed on the piles of poems and essays.

Those talents that he was proud of all his life were taken as evidence of treason, and they became curly and scorched black in the madly dancing red flames, and the burning confetti hovered in front of his eyes, turning into bright ashes .

Not only that.

A flame of anger destroyed not only half of his life's hard work, but also his lifelong confidant.

Baishui Han swings are clean, and the clear frost is bright and the mountains are empty.Thousands of mountains are flattened, and autumn waters become turbid streams.

Cang Lang didn't expect that the recovery of memory would bring such a big impact to him, just uncovering the tip of the iceberg, the blood and energy in his body surged violently, and he even vomited half a mouthful of black blood.

He calmly tore off the blood-stained pages, threw them into the brazier and burned them.It's not yet time for Tu Qiongdagger to meet, Cang Lang knows very well that no matter what role Feng Lin played in the poetry case back then, it was Jin Yiwei and his relatives behind him who really took action against Songjiang Academy.

The head of the party of the foreign relatives, Gao Wujiu, the cabinet minister of the Great Yan, the uncle of the current emperor, has a powerful and deep foundation for a while.Talking about Canglang as an unknown person at this moment is to let the world know that Qiuqianqing is still alive...

Thinking of this, Cang Lang sank slightly, his shoulders held hostage by the coolness, trying to draw some warmth from the water.

So what?If the world knows that the traitor Qiu Qianqing is still alive, he is afraid that he will die immediately, dying of the biggest innocent crime in the world, and his bones will be destroyed.

Staying by Feng Lin's side is what he has no choice but to do.Cang Lang was silent, his eye sockets were sore and swollen by the heat, and tears leaked unconsciously.

At this time, a piece of black silk fell slowly, covering both eyes, and the vision blurred by tears completely disappeared.

There was a short sound of water overflowing, someone dipped into the bath, and the instantly raised water flowed over the back of the hand, but was quickly evaporated by a burst of rough and blunt hotness.

"My head hurts."

The sound was deceiving, Cang Lang didn't need to take off the silk cloth to know who was coming, he calmly asked, "Have you been drinking?"

Feng Lin pushed the man against the edge of the pool, buried his head down, the faint stubble on his chin made Cang Lang a little painful and itchy.

He replied vaguely, and walked between his neck with his palm pressed against his forearm, pinched the round throat bone with two fingers, and felt its sliding slightly accelerated due to tension.

"Sir, bring me the bell." Feng Lin said suddenly.

"Crazy." Cang Lang closed his eyes and thought.

The memories related to this little beast are still blank so far. Cang Lang has not yet remembered why he called himself Mr., and how they met when they were in Songjiang Mansion Academy.But he remembered one thing.

The fire is strong, and the fire is full of eunuchs.Standing slumped outside the fire scene, he turned his head and said fiercely to the young man who was holding him tightly with his arms stretched out: "If I had known this day, I should have killed you."

Raise wolves to gnaw on themselves.

These four words alone were enough to convince him of the storyteller's words.Hatred and remorse were thrown up layer by layer, even though right now, he could only passively bear the encroachment from the enemy.

The dense tide became more and more violent one after another, and Feng Lin couldn't wait to fish him out of the water, strangling his neck like a hungry beast.

Cang Lang instinctively felt that he was strange tonight. It was not like he had been in a mess before, but he was rarely as vicious as he is today.He tried to question him a few times, but he was interrupted by his panting. The autumn water was flowing like a river, and it was a scene more provocative than the spring tide.

Feng Lin didn't back out, just picked him up in this posture, and returned to the couch dripping wet, with his arms bowed, the water drops from his chin fell on Canglang's forehead drop by drop.

His husband's eyes were covered with black cloth, so Feng Lin could not think about whether it contained love or hate for the time being.On the slender neck hangs the bell that the wolf cub brought back on a special trip tonight, and it sways as it raises its neck. The bell rings very pleasantly, knocking away a little of the anxiety brought by the embers.

Feng Lin eased the gloomy look between his brows, and turned the stormy plundering into a soft giving like water.He kissed the bridge of Cang Lang's nose, and freed up a hand to tap Jieyousan.

Unexpectedly, Cang Lang's perception was sharper than ever before, he realized what this little boy was going to do, and in desperation, he hugged the back of Feng Lin's neck and pressed hard against himself.

The moment the teeth collided, Feng Lin felt the unprecedented enthusiasm of the people below him.His eyes darkened sharply, but then he withdrew his arms and hugged Canglang tightly, unable to tell who was dragging whom, and they fell into the vortex of desire together.

"Catch the tide in a few days, take me with you."

In the confusion, Feng Lin heard Cang Lang whispering in his ears, like dreaming, with indescribable bewilderment.He lowered his gaze, and pecked on the lips that looked like Qi Feiqi: "So you want to go out?"

Cang Lang seemed to be smiling, and he could imagine the frowning of his eyebrows and eyes through the black silk.

"If you stay in the sill for a long time, it is easy to turn into a submissive oriole. As the teacher knows, what the prince likes is the eagle that is difficult."

He calls himself "a teacher", which is more or less mischievous, more like fun on the field.However, Feng Lin suffocated suddenly, and his voice was tinged with an imperceptible hoarseness.

"Sir, after the eagle flies away, will it enter the king's cage again?"

He couldn't wait for Cang Lang's answer, something was slowly flowing.

Feng Lin squeezed out more in the infinite silence, turned Cang Lang over impatiently, and found the tooth marks on the back of the neck that were not completely scarred.

Cang Lang's eyes suddenly brightened, blood twisted out, Feng Lin raised his finger to wipe it away, drew a stroke on the corner of his eyes, covered the mole of tears, and made his peripheral vision full of blood.

"If Mister doesn't return, I will follow this chain and tie you to my side."

Feng Lin panted lightly, and there was an unquestionable warning in his words, Cang Lang couldn't help but cursed "you bastard, little bastard" again and again.

He touched the back of his neck distressedly, but found that there were no signs of being bitten around the wound.After thinking for a while, Cang Lang was slightly startled, and then he realized whose Chi Lie his eyes were on.

The tide fell before dawn, and they got up early to arrive at the Kuichuan Ferry, where the oars were asleep.

Shen Han lowered his vigilance from the fatigue of waking up, the two sat next to each other, their thin shadows seemed to be cuddling, Cang Lang even yawned.

The black-covered boats were parked at the berth, and they jumped off one after another for more than [-] years. They were dressed in soap clothes and had a strong body.At this moment, the sky was not yet bright, and the leader couldn't see Feng Lin's appearance clearly through the morning mist, so he waved his hands and shouted: "Where is who? The important military port, retreat quickly!"

"Presumptuous!" Feng Lin pulled the cloak for Cang Lang, stood up and scolded lightly.

Hearing Yan Wang's voice, the military officer paused for a while, and then walked towards this side at a faster pace.Huaiying, who was sleeping in an unknown corner, heard a sound, and blocked his way with a body, with her forelimbs lowered, and a low "huhu" howl burst out from her chest.

The military officer stopped in fear, and after a few meters away, he knelt down with a plop: "My benefactor, the little one just has blind eyes and failed to recognize the prince. I hope my benefactor will forgive me!"

Feng Linping withdrew Huaiying, motioned him to get up and replied: "When did the Ministry of War issue the order?"

The military officer said: "Two days ago, a few Ma Mou came to the prison, saying that the prince asked Mr. Sangji Sang for our army to build a gun tower. The jailer went through the formalities overnight and transported the people out in batches. We It's the last 27."

As he spoke, he bent his knees again, and knocked his head loudly: "After beating up the county government officials at the pier that day, I thought we were all going to die. Fortunately, the prince is willing to remember us unknown people. Come back again. It doesn't matter if you do hard labor, it's better than dying in a prison that never sees the light of day, and no one will know if it rots or stinks."

Cang Lang never thought that Feng Lin would really put his heart into saving these people.However, when he heard the name "Sang Ji", his brows twitched again.

In his limited memory so far, Sang Ji is a general under Gao Wujiu's command, in charge of the military department, and has inextricable connections with Jin Yiwei.Such a courtier, willing to listen to Feng Lin's words, released him so easily, saying that he had nothing to do with it, even if he killed Huaiying, he would not believe it.

Cang Lang moved a few steps away, watching indifferently to his gratitude for military service.

Feng Lin asked again: "Since the Ministry of War has released you, can the daily rations be allocated as usual?"

The military officer raised his head in a daze: "No, shouldn't the money for coastal defense be paid out of side fees?"

Feng Lin was silent for a while, "Okay, I just came out, my wife and children are waiting at home, let's go back."

The military service shed tears and paused, wishing he could be so heartbroken for the prince.Cang Lang's gaze swept across, and was fixed on Feng Lin's cold and hard profile.

Hypocrisy, playing with people's hearts.Did he deceive himself three years ago by virtue of the same hypocrisy?

"Sir, look." Feng Lin embraced him from behind as his shoulders warmed up, "The tide is rising."

The wind roared in the vast expanse of lightless world, and the waves rushed towards the shore layer by layer, as if all horses were silent, giving the illusion that the waves were about to be swept away.But behind him was Feng Lin's embrace, solid and warm, just like the countless nightmare-ridden nights in the past three years, holding him firmly when he was about to fall.

Cang Lang closed his eyes, and warned himself not to believe that, wolf blood is cold.

"Yeah, the tide is rising." Cang Lang turned around and gently hugged Feng Lin back.The first ray of morning light after the storm passed over the lovers who were embracing each other to the death.

However, Cang Lang moved his palm upwards, and in the center of his palm, he was holding the sharpened mace.

"Sir, grate your hair for me."

Feng Lin clearly knew that as long as he moved a little, his fangs could easily pierce his throat, just like Mr. killed those vicious dogs at the pier.

But he was reluctant to break free, and even frightened Dan Dan's forward arms with his eyes, and asked again childishly: "Or wear a pigtail, it's fine, as you like."

The sharp light that was close at hand paused, touched the skin and flesh lightly, and did not continue.

On the way back to the hotel, Cang Lang remained silent.Feng Lin held his hand that was cooled by the sea breeze, and was also speechless.

"parking."

When passing by the dim sum shop behind Huiguan Street, Cang Lang suddenly made a noise, raised the corner of the car curtain to look at it for a while, then turned his head and smiled at Feng Lin.

"It's been a long time since I tasted the taste of sugar figurines, do you want to, my lord?"

He spoke casually, as if touching the secrets of His Highness's heart was just a coincidence.Feng Lin laughed, and he was convinced once again that Cang Lang must have remembered something, because many years ago, Mr. was the first person to let him know what it was like to be a sugar man.

"Okay, sir, let's go."

Paused.

"Remember to come back."

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The drama of falling in love and killing each other officially begins... Starfish starfish!Comment Comment!