Lanshan Snow

Probably because Qiu Bodeng was silent for too long, Wizard Tule tied his belt with a knot that fits well and is not easy to fall off. His slender and cold fingers went up and pressed his collar to cover those who would easily arouse lust. residual red marks.Having done all this, the Thule wizard picked him up.

sideways.

Qiu Bodeng raised his face, his black hair drooping.

Wizard Tule put one hand around his beautiful back, and the other rested on the long Tugong knife placed beside him.Lowering his head, he put him back on the felt blanket. The white pillow was covered with black hair like crow's feathers. His moist lips became brighter red in the firelight. Wizard Thule bent down.

Qiu Bodeng looked at him quietly.

His eyes are as clear as Tianchi.

After hesitating for a moment, the kiss fell to the lips, and finally covered Qiu Bodeng's forehead.

Wizard Thule said a word in a low voice, grabbed Tugong's long knife, and was about to withdraw his arm and stand up.

Suddenly, he was taken aback.

Just to comfort him, the boy put his arms around his waist.Now, those delicate hands didn't come down - although the strength was very slight, they were still on his waist.

Wizard Thule bowed his head.

Qiu Bodeng turned his face away, biting his lips nervously, his eyelashes trembling like butterflies about to fly away.

It's very windy outside...

he thinks.

After a moment of silence, a boy's exclamation sounded in the burning wooden house, and the young Thule wizard immediately picked him up with one hand.The feeling of weightlessness made Qiu Bodeng instinctively hug the other person's thin back - almost immediately, he was burned limp by the strong and hot muscles under the pulu fabric.

It's like reaching out and petting a wild horse.

Tight muscles, terrifying physique, and terrifying explosive power can destroy everything in an instant.

The bone ridge trembled, and the fingertips trembled.

The instinctive survival consciousness shrouded by ferocious beasts and birds was warning him, yelling, and telling him to run away... Qiu Bodeng's thin shoulders couldn't help shaking, but he was trembling, and he never let go of his hand—because the man was tightly entwined. His hands trembled more than his own.

This is a hug that falls from the abyss of the world and returns to the world from the abyss.

"...Bo Deng, my Arlan."

The Thule wizard raised his face.

Kiss his smooth forehead, kiss his beautiful eyebrows, kiss his delicate nose tip, kiss his plump lips... all the kisses were as passionate as a storm, and trembling as a torrential rain.Qiu Bodeng was submerged in his kiss, and caught a little clue indistinctly.

——About the anomaly of the Thule wizard tonight.

But why?

Just as he didn't understand why the Thule wizard wanted to save him, why he asked for an amulet with the names of both sides inscribed on his behalf, the young master still didn't understand why he was afraid, sad, and hurt because of him... The first witch of Thule, could it be Shouldn't it be rock solid and indestructible from beginning to end?

What is it worth for him to be so strange?

But the trembling of the lips, the coldness of the knuckles, and the uneasiness under the frenzy are not fake.

Weird emotions overwhelmed the ignorant young master.

It's astringent and bloated.

He vaguely felt that he was surrounded by something.Just like an ancient bracelet locks an ankle, sooner or later that thing will grab him, lock him up, and devour him... An individual will be melted, disintegrated, and merged into one by another individual. Anxiety and hesitation dominate him .

He trembled and did not escape.

The long-sleeved shirt of fine snow wool fell onto the felt blanket and was stacked with the dark toga.The dark red fire light shone on the young man's smooth skin, and every undulating line was radiant and perfect.He seems to be a white jade statue that should be enshrined in a shrine, extremely holy.

The Thule wizard picked him up, put him on a wooden box with dragon and phoenix patterns painted with red background and golden paint, and let him return to the shrine.

—He is not his sacrifice.

He is the idol he worships.

Thin, gentle, and bottom-up worship, never letting go of an inch... The threatening coldness faded from the face of the Thule wizard, and the firelight traced his browbones, his eyes, and his eyes. Focused almost religiously.Qiu Bodeng's slender fingers pressed firmly on the gold-painted relief Buddha pattern, his fingertips turned white.

He arched his neck, gasping for breath.

The corners of the eyes were forced to be wet and flushed.

...How can there be such a strange thing?He thought, how could anyone be willing to do such a thing!

Wizard Ketule half-kneeled in front of the shrine.

He held Qiu Bodeng to push his hand away, raised his eyes, and there was a boy's figure in the bottom of his eyes.The eyelashes, like pine needles, cast countless clear shadows, forming an inescapable fence, framing the white jade icon in a light silver-gray color—he is worshiping his god, and he is also desecrating his god.

Qiu Bodeng was imprisoned by his gaze, unable to look away.

You can only look at his thin and cold lips.

Look at his pale cheekbones.

Watching them bit by bit, they were stained with a blood color that they didn't usually have.

... Arlan.

Arlan.

There is a cold auditory hallucination in the air.

Tremors ran through his bones, and Qiu Bodeng whimpered, almost falling off the altar.Fortunately, Wizard Thule got up in time, pressed one hand on the edge of the mahogany box, and supported him.Qiu Bodeng's chin rested on his shoulder, his beautiful eyes were misty.

The flames were printed on the Thule wizard.

On his spine, the scriptures hot-written with gold lacquer are reflecting light—that is the cruelest brand, and the sharpest stylus will be burned red, stained with gold powder, written on it stroke by stroke, and carved into the flesh , scalded into the bone.Qiu Bo Deng didn't know if they would bring great power.

But Qiu Bodeng knew that the spine is one of the most painful places in the human body.

Numerous nerves are connected in series by it.

The reflection of the Golden Sutra stung Qiu Bodeng's eyes... It was an inhuman torture to write such a detailed and lengthy scripture, but Wizard Tule gave them to him without any pain... For a moment, wordless emotions dominated Qiu Bodeng.

He lowered his hand, wanting to touch the scriptures that had saved him.

Wizard Thule surrounded him first.

The golden chain hangs down from the edge of the mahogany box, shaking, and falls on the relief of the legend of the hero king in the snowy area. Fragments of light pass by the galloping mammoth, the grazing warrior... Qiu Bodeng bowed up, trying to hide , and forcibly suppressed his instinctive reaction.

"Don't be afraid." Wizard Thule said in a low voice, bluntly, "Arlan...don't be afraid."

It is you who are afraid!

Qiu Bodeng opened his eyes wide, and pressed his chin firmly on the man's hard shoulder bones.

Physiological tears overflowed almost instantly,

Tears rolled down his face.

He held back every scream, every cry that was about to come out of his mouth.He vaguely, vaguely knew that it would bring back the fear that the Thule wizard had just subsided and hadn't left completely.He couldn't help trembling all over, but still tightly wrapped his arms around the man's shoulders, letting the tears wet his eyelashes.

Don't be afraid...

you won't hurt me...

The dark gold ancient bracelet, which resembled the eleven-faced Avalokitesvara anklet, moved forward and backward from time to time.

The orb inlaid on the surface of the bracelet shone dazzlingly, and the golden chain welded to the bracelet hangs over the slender ankle... It falls to the golden lacquer relief on the top of the wooden box, hangs onto the thick felt carpet, and then pulls it up, Locked beneath an ancient silver-plated mask, bent in a long, swaying arc...

The golden ring collided with the golden ring, making a fierce and crisp sound.

on the altar.

The young man's white skin was covered with golden light.

His eyes were full of tears, but he only panted and endured without making a sob.

It was right for the enemies to protect their young master tightly.

The nature of the charming young master carries a kind of pure holiness and compassion like a snowy field.He was born as a porcelain white jade statue, and was born as a god and Buddha who used his body to overcome disasters.If it is not properly and carefully protected, sooner or later it will be stained by the evil thoughts of spying on pure white... But now, it is too late.

He survived the disaster with his body.

It became a tarnished white jade statue.

Qiu Bodeng raised his face.

The light of the fire illuminated his flawless face.

Wizard Thule hugged him vigorously, and rolled down on the felt blanket together with him, cheek to cheek, neck to neck... He suppressed the silent shriek, carrying all the fear, fear, uneasiness, Worry about gains and losses.

After a long silence.

Wizard Thule wrapped his arms around him, and took the "Shuangyuan Jiezi" that fell nearby with the other.Unfolding the folded corner of the book, gently raised his dazed face, asking him to read a certain word.

... Arlan, Hugecuo, Akulay.

I am your Hugecuo, you are my Alan, and I embrace you.