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Bian Qingyu was lying wearily on the soft quilt, his chest was not covered, only the violent ups and downs and heavy breathing remained. Martial arts practitioners often have deep internal energy, and the sound of breath is almost silent, but Bian Qingyu is at the moment. Exhausted and slack, he snatches air without restraint.

But the other party relentlessly entangled.

Wei Chuge lay on his side, looking at Bian Qingyu like an insatiable wild wolf.

It's always like that after a love affair.

Bian Qingyu's voice became hoarse because of the continuous long-term yelling, and his speech became breathless. He didn't even have the strength to shake his hands or push the person in front of him away. He just seemed to be tough, but he was actually pleading. :"……I'm really tired."

It was rare for Wei Chuge to talk, he said, "Don't worry, I won't touch you again, I just want to see you."

Under the mask, Bian Qingyu frowned slightly, exhausting his remaining strength, he wanted to laugh back, "...what's so interesting?"

Wei Chuge said seriously: "Of course it looks good."

Bian Qingyu closed his eyes, revealing the lines of his slender neck. Between the opening and closing of his red lips, the snow-white skin at his Adam's apple was implicated. The mountain peak that was originally still on the curve began to float up and down, like a lake that rises and falls when the tide rises. Follow the waves for thousands of miles, the words he said are still his unique smell of gunpowder, "Master Wei, this is excessive indulgence, are you stupid?"

Wei Chuge was probably satisfied, facing Bian Qingyu's almost sarcastic words, he just said: "Go to sleep, I promise I won't touch you again."

Bian Qingyu: "Sect Leader Wei is the best... Keep your word."

Wei Chuge still maintained the posture of lying on his side, and his fiery eyes still fell on the opponent, like a beast waiting for an opportunity, but he said, "Of course."

Bian Qingyu was really tired, so he was willing to fall into a deep sleep in front of Wei Chuge so defenselessly. He didn't even prepare any hidden weapons for self-defense. The heart was separated from the outside world only by the chest and ribs, and there was only the imprint of Qianhong on his neck. There is nothing, just two sweaty hairs next to the temples to cover up, trying to cover up.

It seems to be trusting enough to be able to love each other, but it seems that there is still endless mutual suspicion.

The sound of jackdaws outside the window gradually died down, disappearing after the sound of the watch.

Wei Chuge didn't sleep.

He maintained the posture of lying on his side for a long time, as if he was practicing what he had said before, so he was really watching, carefully, carefully——

Under the skin that is so fair that it is almost transparent, purple and blue blood vessels are looming, so when Wei Chuge kissed him, he didn't even dare to use too much force, as if a little more force would leave an indelible redness, but sometimes, when the affection is strong, His sanity was devoured by primitive animalism, and he wanted to ravage the other party severely and completely take it as his own.

Opposite to the frosty and snowy color is a head of jet-black messy hair, together with the overflowing luster of vermilion lips, it sets off his complexion more vividly and charmingly, captivating the soul.

Wei Chuge's eyes fell on Bian Qingyu's slender and white neck, and then he looked up. He saw the other party's chin with soft lines, but it was sharp, and it didn't make people feel feminine, weak and easy to bully .

In fact, Bian Qingyu is indeed such a person.

Wei Chuge suddenly thought that every time he sneaks in to meet Bian Qingyu for a while, he always likes to choke himself, always likes to speak quickly and aggressively, and he has to block himself until he has nothing to say, so that he feels happy. Probably because he had quarreled with himself, between the corners of his pupils and lips, he was vaguely satisfied.

Thinking of this, Wei Chuge smiled helplessly.

In the next moment, his smile suddenly became extremely shallow, cold and cold, like the illusory winter smog, and all thoughts of memories were forcibly cut off by its owner.

Wei Chuge suddenly discovered that the situation had already developed uncontrollably——

He knew nothing about the other party's secrets, and he could not help but confide in the other party and opened up his heart. Therefore, in the eyes of the other party, he seemed to be just a clown who was played by the other party.

Jumping beam clown.

Wei Chuge began to chew these four words carefully.

When Wushan was cloudy and affectionate, Wei Chuge couldn't deny that sometimes he even had ridiculous thoughts. Although he didn't tell Bian Qingyu clearly, since he had already started to think this way, his actions seemed to be no different from that of a clown.

He thought, since Bian Qingyu's goal is to monopolize the Beiqi sect, he can help him and use the rules of the three factions to overthrow the Kaiyang faction. Once the Kaiyang faction falls, Tianquan and Tianshu will merge into one. Maybe it's not bad for him to give him half of the Beiqi Sect's country, and that may be considered, on the other hand, the power over ten thousand people is boundless.

Doesn't Bian Qingyu just want boundless power?

But is what Bian Qingyu is looking for really that simple?

It was so simple that he could foresee that after 100 years, after the two three factions had finished their discussions, it was a certainty that the Kaiyang faction would be abolished.

It was obviously an answer that was ready to come out, but Wei Chuge hesitated inexplicably when the words came to his lips.

Because from the day the alliance was formed, Wei Chuge has been secretly investigating Bian Qingyu's identity, but the more Wei Chuge checked, the more frightened he became, not because he found any shocking secrets, but because he found nothing .

It stands to reason that for two full months, there should be a lot of harvest.

But the fact is, nothing.

All the deeds related to Bian Qingyu before joining the sect seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no way to trace them back, without evidence, and vaguely related fragmentary deeds, even the authenticity of which was still in doubt.Wei Chuge has been the head of the Tianquan faction for many years, and his intelligence network is quite mature and self-contained. In addition, it is difficult to travel alone without leaving traces.

Unless it is, Bian Qingyu deliberately erased his past decades before joining the sect.

This cognition, perhaps more appropriately, this guess, seems quite reasonable, but it also made Wei Chuge flustered inexplicably.

Decades of disappearance means decades of planning for a rainy day. If it is only the position of the suzerain of the Beiqi Sect, is it worth him to spend decades at every step and keep his name incognito?

Just like the upper half of Bian Qingyu's face that is always hidden by a mask, Wei Chuge still can't see Bian Qingyu clearly, can't see through his thoughts and emotions, and he doesn't know anything about Bian Qingyu's past. Know, like an outsider who meets by chance.

Wei Chuge's eyes were heavy and cold, the eyes were thick ink that formed into one piece, and it was a turbulent silent struggle.

The surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard, the breathing of the other party gradually became even, even the eyes under the silver-white mask were closed, the crow feather-like eyelashes cast a half-circle fan-shaped shadow, and the mask outlined the pleasing shape of Bian Qingyu's nasal bone.

Bian Qingyu in front of him seemed to be in a dream, unconscious.

What if I take off the mask now?

For the rest of his life, this thought grew wildly in Wei Chuge's heart like a weed, clamoring for him not to keep his promise, but to take advantage of others' danger and use all means to get all the secrets he wanted to know.

So Wei Chuge approached like a ghost, and with his right hand, he loosened the ribbon that bound the mask. He stretched out his left arm, his five fingers spread out, and he had already stuck to the cold mask of the other party with a very light force. Now, as long as he gently Take it away, and Bian Qingyu's secret is exposed before his eyes.

As long as, gently, do not disturb the other party.

Just lift a corner, put it back, and act like nothing happened.

Wei Chuge's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and the repressed curiosity and latent fear intertwined and entwined, also turned into an invisible force, making Wei Chuge's choice even more firm - he doesn't want to be a gentleman.

So Wei Chuge held his breath, pressed his fingertips on the mask, and raised his elbow——

"Master Wei, give up."

Bian Qingyu's voice suddenly sounded, even though it was very soft, but the words were clear in the silent night, his voice seemed to still carry the drowsiness of being awakened from a deep sleep, he sighed helplessly, as if he was extremely exhausted, and then he Said, "You can't take it off."

"I used a special glue to fix the mask on my face. If you take it off by force, my face will be torn off together with the mask." Bian Qingyu turned and turned his back to Wei Chuge, "I don't want to let What one sees, no one sees."

Then he moved in a few inches, "You are no exception."

The remaining warmth has dissipated unknowingly, the cold wind is eager to squeeze into the brocade quilt, competing for the rare heat source in late autumn, leaving only a cold piece of Wei Chuge's body, and the suddenly distant, but still sober Bian Qing Yu.