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When the thoughts were empty and the brain was blank, Gu Qianmu saw his heart.

There is nothing there, only a young man, sometimes well-behaved and pleasant, sometimes domineering and arrogant, sometimes gentle and refined, sometimes vicious and violent...

But what didn't change was his eyes that were as deep as the sea when he looked at him.

For a moment, bright fireworks exploded in his mind, and his empty heart was filled to the brim.

He seemed to know what he wanted.

Those memories, those entanglements, are telling him the answer.

If you have been wandering here, it is good to meet this person every time, at least you are not lonely in life.

He suddenly wanted to see Zhongli, that surly and irritable personality that only appeared at night, and told him clearly that no matter how he treated him, he would never hate him.

It's a pity that there should be no chance in this life.

"Host, are you going to give up the mission?" 005 said suddenly.

Gu Qianmu smiled wryly: "I'm tired..."

Heart tired, body tired.

He thought, back to the reception space, he should take a good rest.

Only after waking up from the long sleep did he feel that he was still alive.

"But..." 005's voice stopped abruptly.

The entire secret realm was trembling, the humming sound was deafening, cracks appeared in the sky, and soon spread like cracked earth, something was shattered.

Surrounded by the howls of monsters, Gu Qianmu was scared to fly by the monster's palm, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced.

Yin Kang was also knocked out following the fluctuation, black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, he woke up coughing violently, his breathing became even more disordered.

Gu Qianmu thought he was going to die, but he closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but he didn't feel the monster's attack, but his body hurt so badly that he almost fainted.

"Ya'er!" It seemed to be a voice from the sky.

005 said: "Host, he is here."

It was completely dark.

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The bamboo forest is quiet and elegant, the bamboo leaves are rustling, and the cottage under the shadow is quiet and peaceful.

Zhong Li sat on the edge of the bed, with his fingers on Gu Qianmu's wrist.

The pulse is still weak.

The painting in the room had been put away a long time ago, and the porridge on the table was steaming, which was protected by Zhong Li from the cold, and he could drink it just waiting for Gu Qianmu to wake up.

But Gu Qianmu didn't wake up for a long time.

That day he broke the barrier, ruined the entire secret realm, left the enraged Situ He behind, and flew towards the central area with his sword without hesitation.

However, what I saw was Gu Qianmu's figure falling slowly. The monster was still roaring, trying to tear Gu Qianmu in half.

Zhong Li looked at the man lying in the pool of blood, his feet were limp, and he almost fell directly, he didn't dare to approach, for fear that if he approached, he would find that the little apprentice hadn't breathed.

In a rage, he slashed the monster with his sword. With the disappearance of the monster, the bronze mirror supporting the secret realm was also split in two, and all the monsters dissipated out of thin air.

Zhongli, with his own strength, destroyed the entire small world, just for his little apprentice.

The strong strength is there, Situ He saw Zhongli leave with Gu Qianmu in his arms, and he didn't dare to say a serious word from the beginning to the end.

There were frequent discussions behind him, and everyone was whispering how he failed as the leader, but he couldn't get angry, otherwise the situation would be worse than it is now.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the casualties of the disciples under his sect were not particularly serious. Situ He sent people to carry the injured disciples back and hand them over to Elder Bai Jing and his disciples for treatment.

No one dares to approach the bamboo forest.

no one dares to...

"It's only now that I realize that he is important, isn't it a bit late?" The voice suddenly sounded in my mind, it was another personality, and the voice still had a dark atmosphere.

Zhong Li didn't react too much, he was disturbed, he took the opportunity to run out as he expected.

"Did you realize it a long time ago, so you let go of Ya'er's hands and feet?"

If it wasn't for this inspection of Gu Qianmu's body, he wouldn't have found it at all.

Gu Qianmu's dantian has always been intertwined with two forces of spirit and demon, part of which was impregnated on the monster this time, but more of it was from a long time ago.

When Zhongli picked up the little guy more than ten years ago, he knew that he was a monster, but his clear and bright eyes softened his heart, so he brought him back to the Miao Cang faction.

It had been many years, and during this period, Zhong Li had been secretly using medicine to help him suppress the demonic energy in his body, so as not to be discovered by the disciples and wiped out.

Unexpectedly, the devilish energy in Gu Qianmu's body had appeared for a long time, but he didn't notice it at all.

Zhong Li with a dark personality said: "Don't place any righteousness on me, who am I going to do when he dies?"

Zhong Li just treats him as a dead duck.

But at the same time, I also understood the source of the devilish energy in my body during the retreat a few days ago.

It should be this guy who lured him from Gu Qianmu, but it caused him a little trouble.

Breaking Gu Qianmu's hands and feet is to prevent the devil's energy from permeating the whole body along the dantian, and to stop the cycle of the devil's energy in the body, if the devil's energy circulates in the body for a week.At that time, it will be very difficult to stop.

It's obviously for Gu Qianmu, but he's still arguing here.

Just because Zhong Li didn't bother to talk to him, didn't mean he wasn't looking for trouble.

"What? Now that I know I'm worried? It's not anyone who is deliberately avoiding him and retreating. It's a shame—"

Zhong Li couldn't ignore this guy's strong sense of presence, and said, "That's my apprentice, how can I..."

"I said you are sick, right? Or have you read too many sage books and your brain is rusty? I don't care who he is, even if it's my old man, he'll still fall in love with it!"

The green on Zhongli's forehead exploded, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Can you shut up!"

The more you say it, the more rebellious you become.

"Cut. When will you let me go out? I want to eat meat, but even if you don't let me go out, I will be able to go out by myself in ten days and a half months."

How could Zhongli fail to understand what he meant by eating meat, and immediately became furious: "Do you still feel ashamed, he...he is still hurting."

Someone was overjoyed: "It's okay, I'll wait until he recovers..."

"Get out!" With a loud shout, he was suppressed with brute force.

The Yuexiu who had just arrived outside the house didn't enter the door and just slipped away in fright.

Gu Qianmu, who just woke up, was stunned by his yelling: "Master...you actually...let me go..."

Very wronged, okay?

Zhong Li was overjoyed and said, "Ya'er, you're awake."

Gu Qianmu turned his head to the inside and ignored him.

"Ya'er?" Zhong Li touched his arm lightly, calling softly tentatively.

Gu Qianmu moved inside again.

Zhongli: "..."

Another guy: "Hahaha!"

Zhongli was fine with him, "Ya'er, get up and have something to eat."

Gu Qianmu twisted his body, slapped his hands away, and said angrily: "I'm not hungry..."

Reluctantly, this movement involved the wound on his back, and he groaned.

Stomach: "Gulu——"

Gu Qianmu: "..."

Zhong Li silently walked to the table to serve the porridge, then helped Gu Qianmu up, put a pillow behind him as a cushion, carefully avoided the wound, blew on the porridge, and handed it to his mouth.

How could Gu Qianmu not eat, his stomach is still protesting!

Zhongli's craftsmanship always suits his taste.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Zhongli smiled lightly and said, "Is it delicious?"

Gu Qianmu rolled his eyes: "It's not delicious..."

Zhong Li said: "I am very happy to see Ya'er for my teacher."

A cunning flashed across the bottom of his eyes, Gu Qianmu pretended to be displeased and said: "It's made by Master, it's delicious no matter what."

Zhong Li stayed where he was.

Instead, he got such a reaction. Gu Qianmu was hit hard and waved his hand in front of him: "Master..."

no response……

I always feel that if I don't do something, I will lose face.

Enduring the pain from the wound on his back, he pulled Zhongli's head over and pushed his lips up.

I still thought bitterly in my heart, you asked for this, I won't be named Gu until I kiss you until your legs are weak.

The soft touch brought Zhong Li back to his senses. He wanted to push him away angrily, but then remembered the wound on his body, and slowly lowered the hand that was raised in mid-air, which made the little apprentice's movements even more presumptuous.

Gu Qianmu grabbed his collar with both hands, pulled him towards him, raised his head slightly, and intertwined lips-tooth-together.

Biting Zhongli's lower lip hard, Gu Qianmu let him go, intertwined with scorching breath, raised his eyes to meet his blurred eyes.

"Master..." Gu Qianmu leaned close to his ear and blew, his soft voice elongated the tone, which seemed extraordinarily charming.

Zhong Li seemed to be scalding him, and wanted to push him away.

"you……"

The voice was drowned between the lips and teeth again.

It wasn't until Zhong Li was out of breath and was pushed down on the couch that Gu Qianmu let him go. He was satisfied and kissed him enough.

Ru Cong scratched the man's chin with his fingers, and said lazily, "Master, how is your disciple's kissing skills?"

At this time, I still called Shizun in a serious manner, and it seemed like incest. Although it was true, I still couldn't bear it after hearing it.

Zhong Li sat up and turned his head away from looking at him, as if he felt ashamed to be molested and bullied like this by his little apprentice.

"Master, why don't you care about people—" Gu Qian's muhong-yan lips pursed slightly, and his tone was displeased: "Besides, you can't blame me for this! Master taught me this!"

Zhongli said hoarsely, "When will I..."

It's done, that guy did it.

A sudden unexplained emotion welled up in his heart, Zhong Li took his hand, "You have a good rest."

Gu Qianmu wouldn't let him go so easily, he was all wrapped up in him: "Master hasn't answered me yet—"

Zhong Li couldn't help but said: "Can you stop barking!"

Now, as soon as Zhong Li heard the word "Master" from his mouth, Zhong Li would think of what happened just now, and feel uncomfortable all over.

Gu Qianmu giggled: "What's that called? Husband...jun?"

"Duan Ya!" Zhong Li clenched his fists, almost hitting him in the face.

Gu Qianmu tilted his head and said: "If you don't call me a husband, is it possible to call her a lady? It's not that... ah, ah, it hurts..."

In the middle of the conversation, Zhong Li couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked him over with a palm, the freshly bandaged wound on Gu Qianmu's back was pressed, the bloody smell spread, and he grinned in pain.

"Zhongli, you murdered..." Someone called out weakly.

How could Zhongli really get angry with him, when he heard his yelling, he quickly turned him over to lie on his stomach, and swiftly removed the bandage that was bandaging his wound.