What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

heavy snow ([-])

Kiss like a dragonfly.

Yue Zhezhi let go of Rong Yan, took a few steps back, and said word by word: "Listen up, don't think about it! I never blamed you, let alone annoyed you. If you think about it again, you won't be allowed to appear in front of me. When will I stop thinking about it and when will I show up again."

Rong Yan gripped the book tightly.

The ever-burning lamp was brightly lit, and the moon-folded branches stood in front of him. His jacket was thin and loosely covered his snowy skin, his face was slapped with sickness, but his eyes were extremely bright, filled with the warm light of the fire.

Rong Yan's mind was unsteady, he suddenly remembered the first time he saw Yue Zhezhi, and Yue Zhezhi's eyes were so bright.

Rong Yan put down the book, he raised his hand to cover Yue Zhezhi's eyes, the thick eyelashes trembling in his palm.

"What are you blindfolded for?" Yue Zhezhi asked.

Rong Yan looked down along the tip of Yue Zhezhi's upturned nose, his lips were faintly red, Rong Yan let go of the hand that covered Yue Zhezhi's eyes, he lowered his head, and bit Yue Zhezhi's lip.

Like a fish out of water entering the water, along the other's lips, pry open the white teeth, and gently lick the upper jaw of the broken moon.

Yue Zhezhi's eyes widened, and the extremely provocative/teasing/sexual behavior aroused an itch, Yue Zhezhi was so stimulated that he wanted to back away immediately, but Rong Yan put one arm around his waist and the other pinched the back of his neck , imprisoned him in his arms.

Yue Zhezhi couldn't break free, his shadow and Rong Yan's shadow overlapped and merged together.

"Rong Yan." Yue Zhezhi grasped Rong Yan's skirt with his fingers, and a voice escaped from his lips, "Didn't you say you won't kiss me?"

Yue Zhezhi remembered that Rong Yan refused to kiss him last night, saying that he couldn't help it.

Yue Zhezhi was drowsy last night and didn't understand the reason. When he was awake during the day, Yue Zhezhi took the time to ask what he couldn't help, and then he learned that he could not do strenuous activities during his recuperation period, nor could he practice dual cultivation.

Rong Yan didn't reply to Yue Zhezhi's words, he put Yue Zhezhi on the bed and kissed Yue Zhezhi slowly.Yue Zhezhi was completely suppressed by him.The black magic energy wrapped around Yuezhezhi, and soon wrapped Yuezhezhi into the impenetrable darkness.

In the dark, the senses are infinitely magnified, Yue Zhezhi heard Rong Yan's heavy breathing, felt the moistness and heat of his lips being gently rubbed, he was a little suffocated, but he couldn't move, he seemed to be a animal waiting to be slaughtered prey.

Yue Zhezhi could only hook Rong Yan's neck, and tremblingly called Rong Yan's name.

During the training, Yue Zhezhi also often called Rong Yan's name, but it was different then and now.

At that time, it was to gain Rong Yan's trust and cheat a little luck.

——I didn’t want to lie anymore.

But now, in Rong Yan's room, calling Rong Yan's name is to ask Rong Yan to let go of himself.

But he didn't know.

Rong Yan's taciturn skin was full of desire to control, the more he begged him, the more he liked it.

Like a monster in the dark, like the feeling of being attached.

Yue Zhezhi called his name, no doubt he was feeding the monster in the dark, the monster absorbed the needs and became stronger.His soft tentacles wrapped around the hair of the broken moon branch, passed over the clothes, and pressed close to the thin back.

The skin under his palm was warm and delicate, and Rong Yan's Adam's apple rolled, he pecked at Yue Zhezhi's lips, moved down Yue Zhezhi's chin, and bit every inch of Yue Zhezhi's skin until it was lightly red and faintly fragrant.

The aroma diffused in the narrow room.

Rong Yan stopped, he knew he couldn't continue.

Containing his devilish energy and suppressing his restlessness, Rong Yan regained his composure.

He tidied up the scattered clothes of Yuezhezhi, hugged Yuezhezhi tightly, and his voice was deep and slow, like the wind blowing over the bones of mountains.

"understood."

The hair on Yue Zhezhi's forehead was wet with sweat, his back was pressed against Rong Yan's firm chest, and he gasped twice.

"Huh? Know what?"

Yue Zhezhi asked as he closed his eyes, suddenly turning from darkness to light, his eyes couldn't stand it.

Rong Yan raised his hand to cover the light for him, but didn't speak.

Rong Yan always answered questions that he was not good at with silence.

Yue Zhezhi has been with him for many years, when his mind recovered from the chaos and his eyes adapted to the bright light, he immediately understood what Rong Yan said before.

He said before that he shouldn't think about it, and he didn't blame it.

Rong Yan must have listened.

This sentence is to say that I will not think about it.

Yue Zhezhi felt relieved, he took off Rong Yan's shading hand, turned around in Rong Yan's arms, and lazily rubbed the tip of Rong Yan's nose.

"It's really not easy for the eldest son to know—"

While talking, Yue Zhezhi stretched his feet between Rong Yan's calves to keep warm, he was a bit cold.However, before Yue Zhezhi's feet reached between Rong Yan's calves, his thigh touched something first.

Yue Zhezhi paused, he raised his eyes to look at Rong Yan, "Little Junior Brother, have you reacted? How can you react to patients?"

After Yue Zhezhi finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to verify his words, but was stopped by Rong Yan halfway.

"I didn't respond." Rong Yan grabbed Yue Zhezhi's hand.

"What? No response? Are you okay?"

"You don't know if I can do it or not?"

"Then you just said there was no response."

Rong Yan said word by word: "Just now there was no response."

"Really? Let me verify."

Yue Zhezhi stared at Rong Yan, he stretched out his other hand, and Rong Yan grabbed his other hand.Yue Zhezhi's mentality of seeking proof was still not strangled, he raised his leg to touch it, Rong Yan suddenly got up, and quickly left the room.

Moon Broken Branch: ""

Yue Zhezhi was stunned, he touched his stinging lips, rolled up the quilt and laughed wildly.

Maybe it was because his body was too weak, Yue Zhezhi laughed a few times, but felt dizzy, he restrained his smile, and after a while, when his body warmed up, he put on the fox fur and sat up.

On the bedside table are the books that Rong Yan brought earlier.

Yue Zhezhi selected a travel diary that recorded the itinerary of the Northern Wilderness, took Nuanyu, and lay on the table to read it.

Rong Yan quickly came back with a cold body, Yue Zhezhi looked at Rong Yan, his chin rested on the page of the book, and said slowly: "Even though my junior is young, I can't waste my body like this."

Rong Yan didn't say a word, calm and calm, but his eyes were drooping.

Yue Zhezhi wanted to laugh again, but he held back the laugh, and said solemnly: "Normal physical/physical reaction, you don't have to be shy, I won't laugh at you." Yue Zhezhi thought for a while, and added, "Unless you can't help it. But I've always been tolerant."

Rong Yan: ""

Yue Zhezhi stood up, put down his book, held Nuanyu in his arms, and approached Rong Yan in a few steps, "Is there no one watching the night outside?"

"Withdrawn, why? Something happened."

Yue Zhezhi lowered his voice, he has difficulty in operating his spiritual power and cannot transmit sound, "Actually, dual cultivation is not necessary, if you want, I can—"

"Humans are not beasts, and there is no etiquette to educate them."

Yue Zhezhi stared at Rong Yan, the red mark on his neck was extremely ambiguous, "What do you mean?"

Rong Yan glanced over Yue Zhezhi's neck, "It means that I can solve it myself, and don't bother the patients."

"So, are you admitting that you had a reaction just now?"

Rong Yan's expression froze, for a moment, his ears turned red, and he gritted his teeth, "The moon breaks the branches!"

Yue Zhezhi stood upright, "Here!"

"Amusing me?"

Yue Zhezhi blinked, "Happy."

Rong Yan raised his eyes.

"Unhappy, I severely condemn the shameless behavior of basing happiness on other people's shyness!" Yue Zhezhi shook his head like a rattle.

The temperature of Rong Yan's ears dropped, and he said calmly, "Go read your book."

"Okay!" Yue Zhezhi kissed quickly, and sat down at the table holding Nuanyu.

"Sit on the bed and watch." Rong Yan's voice came, "It's so cold."

Yue Zhezhi didn't have the habit of nestling on the bed, but Rong Yan said that even if he didn't have the habit, he suddenly got used to it, and sat on the bed with You Ji and Nuan Yu in his arms, Yue Zhezhi pressed the corner of the quilt tightly.

Rong Yan was worried, and pressed the corner of the quilt again. He walked to the bed and opened the window.

The cold was kept out, but the crisp air poured into the room, Yue Zhezhi continued to read the travel notes, Rong Yan turned around to sort out the visiting gifts sent by everyone during the day.

After tidying up, Rong Yan classified the visiting gifts and put them in the Qiankun bag.

Perhaps it was some kind of traction, Rong Yan put away the visiting ceremony, and suddenly found that there were ten scripts in the Qiankun bag. The scripts were brand new, and he didn't read them much. There was also a notebook beside him.

Rong Yan's spiritual sense is strong, the moment he looked at the past, even if he didn't want to get the content in his heart, he got the content of the script and notes.

There are various twists and turns in the storybook, all kinds of double repairs, and the notes are obviously condensed from the storybook. No matter which one, they are all solving a problem.

How to be proud of being favored?

——Article [-]: Self-centered;

The main point of this article: I am the only one who respects me and asks others to obey;

Article [-]: Take advantage of the topic, think wildly when you have nothing to do, and eat jealously;

The key points of this article: make trouble for no reason, go to heaven outrageously, be single-mindedly jealous, and refuse to communicate.

Rong Yan's eyes stayed on the cover of the note.

Only then did he understand the reason why Yue Zhezhi couldn't communicate sometimes-it turned out that he had learned "wrong ways" from the scriptures.

Rong Yan looked at Yue Zhezhi.

Yue Zhezhi didn't know that he lost all his notes due to his pampering and pride, so he read the travel notes seriously.

The travelogue is not long. Although Yuezhezhi is awake for only a stick of incense every day, he touches here and looks somewhere in the middle of the journey. He read it intermittently for ten days, and he finished reading it.

He habitually took out his pen to write a summary, but found that there was a second part.

Yue Zhezhi put down his pen and nestled in front of the window to continue reading.

In the second part, the origin of the Northern Wilderness, Yue Zhezhi flipped through two pages, his eyes fixed.

Until Rong Yan came back.

Rong Yan is busy planning for the winter hunting in a few days time. The winter hunting is to examine the younger generation of the clan, and it will be held every year.

This year, Rong Waiting Xian handed over the winter hunting to Rong Yan, so Rong Yan couldn't be by his side all the time.

Yue Zhezhi suddenly came back to his senses, and he closed the book.

"What are you doing in such a panic?" Rong Yan asked, Rong Fan and Rong Xuanji followed behind him.

The two came to find Rong Yan to get the natal magic weapon. A few days ago, they asked Rong Yan to improve the natal magic weapon.Seeing Yue Zhezhi, the two smiled and called Fellow Daoist Yue.

Rong Yan took the improved talisman for them, and Rong Fan and Rong Xuanji left happily.

"What book are you reading, show me."

Rong Yan came to the window.

Yue Zhezhi stuffed the travel notes into the Qiankun bag, stretched out his arms, and threw himself into Rong Yan's arms, "Am I not good-looking? Why do you want to read?"

"Where did you learn such indecent words?" Rong Yan put down the broken branches.

"Guess." Yue Zhezhi said with a smile.

Rong Yan didn't need to review the contents of the script that he found that day to guess that Yue Zhezhi learned it from the script.

He didn't expose Yue Zhezhi, he just pretended not to know, and asked: "Don't you want to go out today?" The medicine for dispelling yin and cold is mild in nature.

When Yue Zhezhi drank it on the third day, Rong Yan saw that his face was lifeless, and after asking Uncle Wei, he also arranged the tonic.

The tonic has a strong medicinal power, and Yue Zhezhi himself knows some medical skills and medicinal materials.

Once the medicine is in the mouth, guess the medicinal materials in the medicine.

——They are all rare spiritual materials, and they are of great value.

But it’s worth a lot of money, and it’s just as bad to drink.

Every time Yue Zhezhi drank the medicine to drive away Yin and cold, he always had to be coaxed before he was willing to drink the tonic.

After drinking the medicine like this for almost half a month, the coldness in Yue Zhezhi's body seemed to dissipate.

But the fact that the coldness dissipated doesn't mean that Yue Zhezhi's body is getting better. He is still very weak, and he feels tired and cold after walking a long distance.

Afraid of troubling Rong Yan, Yue Zhezhi didn't go out for a walk, at most he wandered around the courtyard for half a circle.

"Go out, count—"

Yue Zhezhi refused as usual, Rong Yan stopped him.

"I don't think it's bothering you. You can't spend more time than planning winter hunting." Yue Zhezhi stared at Rong Yan, and the words he saw in the origin of the Northern Wilderness appeared in his mind.He looked at Rong Yan, and opened his mouth to ask if the fishy smell in Rong Yan's cold medicine was blood - inspired by the unique blood therapy at the origin of the Northern Wilderness, Yue Zhezhi was slow to realize that the fishy smell came from blood.

But his throat seemed to be blocked by the wind, and he couldn't make a sound.

After a long while, he lowered his head, concealed the emotions in his eyes, and said, "I want to go to the Snow Watch Tower, and after a few days of winter hunting, I still want to watch."

"It's fine." Rong Yan said.

It didn't snow today, and the snow in the courtyard has been swept away.

Yue Zhezhi was dressed very warmly, he and Rong Yan rode the spirit bird to the Snow Tower.

The snow viewing tower is 500 feet high, and there is a vast mist downstairs. Pieces of withered sycamore trees bring snow across the river that poured into the snow viewing area [-] years ago, and the shadows of the trees sway.

The spirit bird landed in the Xueguan Tower, and Yue Zhezhi took the lead and jumped off the spirit bird's back.

Yue Zhezhi was carefully taken care of by Rong Yan, and he had never done anything more strenuous than jumping. When he fell to the ground, his whole body was trembling, and the burden on his heart increased. He staggered a step and carried it forward.

Fortunately, Rong Yan hugged him in time, so that he was spared the scene where his head was bloody from drinking.

"Didn't I tell you that strenuous activities are not allowed?! Can your body take it?" Rong Yan's words seemed to freeze, his eyes turned red for a moment, and the fangs belonging to the magic cultivator were revealed between his lips and teeth.

Yue Zhezhi's body trembled, and the top of her soft hair rubbed against Rong Yan's neck.

"After drinking the medicine for almost half a month, I wanted to see if my body really didn't get better. Now that I try it, it really doesn't get better. Don't be angry, it won't happen next time."

Rong Yan's lips were drawn into a straight line, he brushed away Moxiu's fangs, and without speaking, he used his spiritual power to relieve Yue Zhezhi's physical discomfort.

"I see, don't be angry." Yue Zhezhi hooked Rong Yan's little finger fawningly and shook it.

Rong Yan had relieved Yue Zhezhi's discomfort, he withdrew his hand and still did not speak.

Yue Zhezhi grabbed his sleeve again.

"Rong Yan—"

"no next time."

Yue Zhezhi nodded upon hearing this.

Rong Yan and Yue Zhezhi couldn't fight at all, so he calmed down completely, raised his hands and pinched the brim of the cloak, and put Yue Zhezhi on a silver-gray cloak with a hood and a wide hat.

"Come."

Rong Yan stretched out his hand towards Yue Zhezhi, Yue Zhezhi peeped at his expression, saw that he had really calmed down, so he raised his hand to put it on.

Rong Yan held his hand, walked through the barrier in the building, and came to the guardrail.Because there are puppets that maintain the barrier in the building, there is no dust anywhere in the building, and everything is brand new, and the light can be used as a lesson.

Yue Zhezhi stood in front of the guardrail and looked down.

Jiang Bo was hidden in the fog and sank into the river water. The ruined sycamore trees stained with snow could not be seen clearly and turned into a broken shadow.

Looking up into the distance, the towns are densely covered with stars, the mountains are like floating clouds, and the whole world has fallen into a world of snow.

Yue Zhezhi turned his head sideways, and saw the Guixin Sect hidden in the mountains on the left.

The distance is too far, and the magnificent Guixin Sect is as small as a fishing boat on the river, sometimes covered by clouds and smoke.

"Do you want to see the snow?"

When Yue Zhezhi looked up into the distance, Rong Yan ordered the puppets waiting in the building to make tea. When the tea was cooked and the tea was fragrant, Rong Yan suddenly asked Yue Zhezhi.

Yue Zhezhi said: "It shouldn't be snowing, it's not coming at the right time."

"You can watch it whenever you want."

"What do you mean?" Yue Zhezhi looked at Rong Yan in doubt.

Rong Yan let go of Yue Zhezhi, raised his hand, and a ray of pure devil energy emerged from his palm and fell thousands of miles away.

The moment it fell, a steady stream of magic energy shot up from the landing point.

The situation in the world changed suddenly, and a piece of snow fell from the sky.

two flakes of snow

More and more, they spread down one after another, covering a radius of thousands of miles.

Yue Zhezhi was stunned, he lay on the vermilion railing to catch the snow.

It's cold but not freezing.

Now is the end time, both the Rong family and the people in the town are busy with their own affairs, when they suddenly saw the snow falling in the sky, they all looked up in surprise.

"Why did it suddenly snow? Today's weather survey shows no sign of snow."

"There's something about the weather that's capricious."

"The snow is getting bigger and bigger, how about warming the wine and poetry? I'll get the wine!"

On the contrary, some advanced monks saw the devilish energy wrapped in the heavy snow, but they looked left and right, but they didn't find any harm from the devilish energy wrapped in the heavy snow, and they were puzzled.

How can there be no harm?

As soon as the demonic energy comes out, it's either causing trouble or causing trouble. How is it different this time?

Could it be that some big devil has nothing to do and uses spells to change the sky to see the snow?

absurd!No way!

Unless it's Ying Wuxie, a guy who doesn't play cards according to common sense and disappears after revenge.

But even thinking about it is impossible.

They raised their hearts, stared at the falling snow with all their energies, and set the alarm. Recalling this scene many years later, they only felt pain in their eyes and stared at the snow all day in vain.

Rong Yan looked at the bustling scene behind the snow without a trace of consciousness, he looked at Yue Zhezhi, whose face was covered by a wide cloak and hat, only silver-gray dark lines and snow-white short fleece could be seen.

"Don't freeze." Rong Yan said to Yue Zhezhi.

Yuezhezhi received the snow happily, "It won't freeze, I know how to measure."

Rong Yan walked to the small wooden round table and sat down. He was lucky enough to wash the quilt, and poured two cups of tea calmly.

"Come here and drink some spiritual tea to warm your stomach."

Before Rong Yan finished speaking, a slight pain came from his heart, he suppressed the pain, and finished speaking without changing his expression.

Yue Zhezhi was still standing in front of the guardrail, he said, "Little brother, the snow scene in Guanxuelou is magnificent."

Rong Yan didn't speak.

"From now on, every year today."

Rong Yan raised his eyes.

Yue Zhezhi turned around, leaning his back against the waist-length guardrail, the whistling cold wind was blocked by the barrier from the snow observation building, only the light wind mixed with a few flakes of snow drifted in from outside the building.

The snow fell on the short fleece of the broken moon branch, he brushed off the snow, his eyes were bent, his complexion was sickly pale, and he said, "I'll invite you to see the snow instead."

Rong Yan sat in the middle of the building, looking at the broken branches of the moon.

Yue Zhezhi was covered in silver gray, as if she wanted to blend into the snowy sky.