Blossoms and Boiled Rain [Time Traveling]

As soon as Leng Xiaohan entered the room, he saw that Luo Qingchen and Luo Fanche's expressions were a little dark. "What's wrong?" Leng Xiaohan asked.

"Your junior suspects that the seal of the demon world has been opened." Luo Qingchen said.

"The seal of the demon world?" Leng Xiaohan squeezed his chin and pondered, "It should be impossible, maybe some individual little demons escaped from the cracks in the seal. If the seal is opened wide, all the demons will already be in trouble. How could it be so peaceful."

Luo Fanche rolled his eyes and thought about it carefully, "That's right, if the demon door is really wide open, how could it be the current situation. Maybe it's just that some people who don't follow the right path caught one or two and ran away." The little demons who came out, or the fish that slipped through the net in the past, signed a contract with them and practiced sorcery."

Luo Qingchen couldn't help but find it funny, it turned out that Luo Fanche knew a lot and it was only on paper.With just a word of doubt from Leng Xiaohan, he overturned his original idea.However, Leng Xiaohan may be right.If it is true as Luo Fanche guessed at the beginning, the seal of the demon world will be opened.I'm afraid there are demons all over the place.It is impossible for the monsters who have been sealed by humans for so long to return to the human world in such a silent manner. It is completely incomprehensible not to massacre the human world.

Leng Xiaohan squeezed his chin, pondered for a while, and said, "Baiwei Mountain is in charge of the seal of the demon world. The old sect master Wei also participated in the discussion of the encirclement and suppression of Fanhua Palace before. Thinking about it, with his old man around, the demon world should be fine. "

"Okay, maybe we are worrying too much." Luo Qingchen said.

Leng Xiaohan sat by the bed and put his arms around Luo Qingchen's shoulders, "I roughly told the village chief about the situation in the village. The village chief also sent someone to investigate, and the ghost forest around the village disappeared. "

Xiuxiu also nodded, "When I was wandering around the village, I heard some villagers talking about it. I also went to the east of the village to have a look, and there was a road there..."

Luo Fanche rolled his eyes, and said: "I think that ghost face should have really left, and he also took his little monster away, so the ban on the village has also disappeared."

"Just why did they seal this village?" Xiuxiu asked.

Luo Fanche pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders, Luo Qingchen remained silent, he felt that even if Hua Ningmei didn't do this, it must have something to do with Shang Jinse.It's just that he didn't understand what the person who did this thing was planning.

Leng Xiaohan said again: "In order to thank us, the villagers plan to hold a sacrificial ceremony and temple fair in the village, so you can also take a good rest in these two days."

"Okay." Luo Qingchen nodded expectantly.

Since he saw the Lantern Festival in Qingping Town last time, he hasn't relaxed for a long time.Even in a state of tension, his strings are taut.Luo Qingchen rubbed his temples, "We really have to give ourselves a vacation."

Looking at Luo Qingchen and Leng Xiaohan who were looking at each other, Luo Fanche pouted, "Xiuxiu, let's go. I think if we stay any longer, they will issue an order to evict us."

Luo Qingchen glanced sideways at Luo Fanche, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Leng Xiaohan sat by the bed, looked at Luo Qingchen, and Luo Qingchen also looked at him.He gently stroked Luo Qingchen's face, sliding his fingertips over every inch of Luo Qingchen's face, as if he was painting a delicate picture scroll.As if he was afraid that his calluses from practicing swords would scratch Luo Qingchen's cheek, Leng Xiaohan deliberately raised the tiger's mouth of his right hand slightly to avoid Luo Qingchen's cheek.

Luo Qingchen gently moved her face closer to Leng Xiaohan's hand, feeling the warmth from his fingertips.It was so warm and so soft.He pressed Leng Xiaohan's upturned fingers, and slowly rubbed them, feeling the roughness brought by the calluses on them.He took Leng Xiaohan's hand and looked at the lightning-like curse mark on the back of his hand.Beside the curse seal, there are still a few fine old scars.The scar seemed to be telling Luo Qingchen that Leng Xiaohan seemed to have been working hard with his life-threatening perseverance in order to become stronger in the past ten years.

For so long, Luo Qingchen's heart has never been so relaxed.Luo Qingchen looked into Leng Xiaohan's eyes, so charming and captivating.Luo Qingchen's eyes slid down, and he saw Leng Xiaohan's soft pink lips.It was a pair of lips as soft as cotton candy, with pink eyes, without a trace of dry skin, because the corners of the lips wet with saliva shone with a seductive soft light.Luo Qingchen swallowed.He really wanted to pounce on it all at once, crazily invading that soft fragrance.

However, Luo Qingchen knew that Leng Xiaohan would reject him again.He doesn't know what he's hiding.

He even once suspected that Leng Xiaohan might just be the legendary unisexual, that kind of person who is only keen to tease others, but never wants to take responsibility.But when he knew that Leng Xiaohan was Feng'er, he felt that Leng Xiaohan was sincere to him.And Leng Xiaohan did successfully bend him.He has fallen hopelessly in love with Leng Xiaohan, this feeling is completely different from the feeling of getting along with Feng'er in his memory.Even at this moment, what he was thinking in his heart was different from the feeling he had had when he misfired a few times before.At that time, he just felt that he owed Feng'er, and he didn't know what to do to repay it.But now, he just wants to be with him, and even wants to get him.

Clinging to Leng Xiaohan's neck with both hands. "Brother, let me hug you for a while."

Leng Xiaohan hugged Luo Qingchen, rubbing gently on his back. "Qingchen, what's wrong?"

Luo Qingchen tightly gripped Leng Xiaohan's neck. "I want...something to tell you..."

Leng Xiaohan patted Luo Qingchen's back lightly, "You are tired, can we talk about it tomorrow?"

"No," Luo Qingchen rested his forehead on Leng Xiaohan's shoulder, "I won't say it now, and I won't know what to say in the future."

Leng Xiaohan patted Luo Qingchen's head. "What's making you so nervous?"

Luo Qingchen curled her lips, "Brother, do you believe that people have past lives? Or are you saying that you can resurrect your soul with a dead body?"

"Borrowing a dead body? Like those zombies?" Leng Xiaohan didn't quite understand what Luo Qingchen meant.He held Luo Qingchen's shoulder and looked into his eyes.

Luo Qingchen shook his head and said: "I think you should know." Luo Qingchen lowered his head and rested his forehead on Leng Xiaohan's shoulder, "Generally speaking, after a person dies normally, his soul You should go to the Underworld, walk across the River of Forgetfulness, go to Fengdu, go to Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup, forget all the past, and reincarnate again. Right."

Leng Xiaohan nodded, "Yes, that's right."

"That's a normal situation, but there are also some souls in the Netherworld who didn't take them in. Instead, they threw them in other time and space, in other worlds, and found another body to let their souls return to this body." Luo Qingchen lowered her head, scratching back and forth on the bed sheet with her fingers. "And this body may be a newborn baby, or a dead person..."

"So?" Leng Xiaohan's voice was deep in Luo Qingchen's ear, but soft, which made Luo Qingchen's heart tingle.

"So, I am the soul that was thrown into another time and space by the Netherworld, with the memories of the previous life..." Luo Qingchen gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that I forgot. When did I come here? I also I don't know if I was born here, or passed through here..."

"So, what do you want to say?" Leng Xiaohan smiled, as if he was coaxing a child who made a mistake and confessed it.

"Actually, what I want to say is...Actually, I should not be from this time and space. I have memories of my previous life..." Luo Qingchen lowered her head, and tightly grasped the bed sheet until it was wrinkled.

"Actually... I know..." Leng Xiaohan said.

"You... know?" Luo Qingchen was a little surprised by Leng Xiaohan's answer. "how come……"

"At the inn in Qingping Town, you drank too much that day, and you said..." Leng Xiaohan laughed, "You said a lot of strange things..."

"What did I... say?" Luo Qingchen was a little stunned.

"You said you died in... some kind of car accident..." Leng Xiaohan said.

Luo Qingchen lowered his head, and slowly loosened his grip on the bed sheet, "I am indeed dead... I was hit by a car and died that year... It's just that I have forgotten many things, but I only remember these... "

"You don't know how you got here?" Leng Xiaohan asked him.

Luo Qingchen shook his head, "I don't remember. You know, I have forgotten everything before. And the memory of Fanhua Palace is only because I saw it in the illusion created by the ghost face. I don't know why he gave it to me. Look at those... but that memory, I did..."

"What was your name before? Zhang Qingfan?" Leng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and interrupted him.

Luo Qingchen was a little surprised, that was the name he used when he met Leng Xiaohan in the inn in order to inquire about the news.He didn't expect that Leng Xiaohan would still remember, which made Luo Qingchen unexpectedly moved.

Luo Qingchen nodded. "But Zhang Qingfan is dead, there is no more..."

"Yes, no more." Leng Xiaohan rubbed Luo Qingchen's head.

"Do you hate me?" Luo Qingchen lowered his head and said, "Maybe, I took Luo Mei's body ten years ago... After all, I have no memory of before that at all..."

"Why hate, don't you remember everything? Maybe you just forgot?" Leng Xiaohan smiled and said.

Luo Qingchen was silent.

Leng Xiaohan hugged Luo Qingchen in his arms vigorously, and said in a deep voice, "What I like is not this body, but the wonderful soul in this body. The person who plays with my flute, that person A person who speaks some strange words from time to time. Although your memory ten years ago is a bit chaotic and fuzzy, I remember it clearly. I remember every word and every thing you said. At that time, you were already telling me , you did not belong to this world. At that time, I liked you. In fact, I should be very grateful, grateful for bringing you to me..."

Luo Qingchen was a little dazed, his body was stiff, feeling the temperature from Leng Xiaohan's body, listening to Leng Xiaohan's murmur in his ear. "What I like is the you who depended on each other in the Flower Palace, the reckless you who played around with your temper, the you who comforted me with a pipa, the you who pushed me out of the Flower Palace with your life. The you who told me that she liked me with jealousy after seeing other women showing affection to me. The person who made me crazy and desperate was you, the soul living in this body, this person named Luo Qingchen People...you should remember, the name Qingchen was given by you yourself..."

Yes, how could Luo Qingchen forget.In the most painful time, they took pleasure in bitterness and took this name for themselves.

"Brother!" Luo Qingchen was a little excited.He hugged Leng Xiaohan. "Why do you make me like you so much? Even so, I still let you..." He hooked Leng Xiaohan's neck, and tightly covered his lips.

"Brother, I like you." Luo Qingchen groaned softly, "It's not because you are Feng'er, and it's not because we met when we were children. It's just because I like you. Since we met again, you have spoiled me so much, spoiled me, Protect me and do everything for me. If I don't feel any more, I will really live two lifetimes in vain."

Leng Xiaohan looked at Luo Qingchen's face, "You really don't want to be with me just because I am Feng'er?"

What a fool, Luo Qingchen smiled lightly.He remembered that time when Shang Gongyu was there, he became jealous for no reason, and opened his heart to Leng Xiaohan for no reason.Thinking about how stupid I was, I couldn't wait to confess my love to Leng Xiaohan, as if I was really afraid that he would be snatched away.

Luo Qingchen grabbed Leng Xiaohan's neck vigorously, "Remember, I said I like you. I like you inexplicably." Luo Qingchen looked into Leng Xiaohan's eyes, and lightly touched his feathery Eyelashes, "I remember I told you before I knew you were Feng'er." He covered his lips again.

"That's right, that's right." Leng Xiaohan responded to Luo Qingchen's kiss deeply, "I was thinking too much, I was confused..." Leng Xiaohan hugged Luo Qingchen hard, as if he was going to hug Luo Qingchen It's like he's melting into his arms.

The tip of the tongue caught fire, and the heartstrings trembled.Luo Qingchen has never wanted to be with Leng Xiaohan so strongly.

The raging fire in their hearts burned away the gap between them and played the passionate music in their hearts.The two were rubbing together, lingering, and kissing.Like two intertwined spirit snakes, like a pair of wandering and frolicking fish.

Luo Qingchen sat up, "Brother, I like you. Let's...be together..." Luo Qingchen grabbed Leng Xiaohan's neck, and wrapped around his ear, "Turn me into your... ..."

Leng Xiaohan was a little excited, "Qingchen, I...I..."

Luo Qingchen pressed Leng Xiaohan's lips with his fingers. "Don't say anything, just do what you want to do, love what you want to love; just think, I am yours, let me melt into your arms, rub your life into my body, this is enough……"

Leng Xiaohan froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand what Luo Qingchen meant, "What?"

Luo Qingchen smiled, but sealed what Leng Xiaohan hadn't asked.

"Huh?" Leng Xiaohan seemed to have doubts, but was completely numb and at a loss as if Luo Qingchen had seduced his soul.

Flick your fingertips, like the sound of a pipa.Luo Qingchen walked around with her fingertips, hooking Leng Xiaohan's hand.

"Come here, give me completely..." Luo Qingchen said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Leng Xiaohan is not as domineering as when he first met, he is just catering to Luo Qingchen in a foolish way.

Luo Qingchen grabbed Leng Xiaohan's hand dissatisfied, and put it next to his cheek.Feel the temperature of his palm with the skin, and rub the roughness of his fingertips with the skin.

Leng Xiaohan sat up, quietly staring at Luo Qingchen's clear and dust-free face.Luo Qingchen's skin was as smooth as solidified cream.Fingers dance lightly with the tip of the tongue, interpreting the charming spring scenery, and exuding a charming fragrance.

"Qingchen, you are so beautiful, I... really don't want to destroy this beauty." Leng Xiaohan said in a deep voice, while kissing Luo Qingchen, his heart was burning with boundless anger.

Luo Qingchen pondered softly, feeling this gentle beauty.

Those rough fingertips are like a divine sword that can slay demons and demons, raising their fighting spirit and shouting vigorously.

Luo Qingchen was tearful, struggling, muttering, intoxicated, confused, yet begging.Begging for the longing in my heart, begging to melt myself into the sea of ​​boiled rain flowers.

Leng Xiaohan was cautious, as if he was afraid of breaking him.

Luo Qingchen kept begging, begging Leng Xiaohan. "I won't be broken, brother, please, this tortures me too much..."

Luo Qingchen could feel that Leng Xiaohan's hands were trembling.Luo Qingchen lightly licked the rough fingertips, interlocking his fingers and intertwining his six bodies.Leng Xiaohan finally let go of his heart, and stuck to Luo Qingchen, to the man he loved and also loved him.

Simple to explain, conquering cities and conquering territory, the brilliance of the stream, the scenes of lingering obsession, the lingering and long-lasting piano music, the intoxicating and seductive whispers.Turn into rain, into wind, into flames, into flowers...

Even such a scorching flame couldn't melt the coolness that was as soft as ice.Leng Xiaohan was shocked by Luo Qingchen's cold hands. "Your hand... why is it suddenly so cold..." Leng Xiaohan seemed to realize something, "Your body..."

"Today's spiritual power is a bit scattered..." Luo Qingchen buried his head in Leng Xiaohan's arms, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Leng Xiaohan held Luo Qingchen tightly in his arms. "I can't be so selfish, you will die like this..."

Luo Qingchen shook her head buried in Leng Xiaohan's arms vigorously, "No, no, I can meet you only after life and death." Luo Qingchen grabbed Leng Xiaohan's neck and kissed his lips He breathed lightly. "I don't want to miss it... Please, please... I don't want to give up anymore, I don't want to regret anymore..." Luo Qingchen hugged Leng Xiaohan's back, hiding himself in the warmth.

"If you want, I'll give it to you..." Leng Xiaohan said in a warm voice, "I'll give you whatever you want, I'll give you everything..."

Luo Qingchen's eyes were as charming as silk, and there was a hint of pain in his smile.

Leng Xiaohan suddenly trembled, and most of the hot feeling faded away. "You're really cold..." Leng Xiaohan said worriedly.

Luo Qingchen breathed lightly. "But I feel that I'm as hot as a ball of fire..." The tip of his tongue mischievously sparked a raging fire on Leng Xiaohan's lips again.

The soft coolness aroused layers of small bumps on Leng Xiaohan's skin. "You are really too cold..." Leng Xiaohan said.

Luo Qingchen knew the condition of his body.However, he really didn't want to miss it anymore.At that time, the ghost-masked man hurt Leng Xiaohan with the cremation bird, and in desperation, he used the skill of rain of blood and fireworks.This is his own original skill, and he knows in his heart that this skill is really not something that can be used casually.He had struggled and tortured on the verge of life and death for this.If it wasn't for Hua Ningmei who forced his true energy out of him, maybe he would really die.

But now it is different.Without Hua Ningmei by his side, although Leng Xiaohan is strong, he cannot compare to Hua Ningmei after all.What's more, the spiritual sources are different, if the two people's spiritual powers clash, it will be even more dangerous for Luo Qingchen.Luo Qingchen felt that if he didn't let himself go at this time, he might really die with regret.

However, he can't say this to Leng Xiaohan, he also wants to live, wants to live with him for a long time.However, now his body is getting colder and colder, so cold that even he can feel the chill coming from his body. "Will I really die?" Luo Qingchen also asked himself.

Leng Xiaohan's embrace was so warm that he couldn't help but want to get close to the past.It was a kind of warmth that seemed to revive him, a kind of warmth that seemed to be able to repeat life and death.Luo Qingchen wished he could completely hide himself in that warmth.

Luo Qingchen smiled, "After all, I have died before... If there is no brother, it would be meaningless to live." Luo Qingchen's tongue hooked up again, "But it's not always so cold, right, it's just that my hands are cold It's okay..."

He tried hard to divert Leng Xiaohan's attention.He wanted to be with him, "I am yours...forever and ever, don't give up on me, don't leave me..." Luo Qingchen had a tear that could not be concealed in the corner of his eyes.

Leng Xiaohan kissed the tears lightly, the warm, wet and salty tears seemed to arouse his previous desire.He kissed Luo Qingchen again, kissed every inch of his skin, and rubbed every corner of his body.

Crazy entanglement, light waves around the waist, like waves, like sails, like crisp wine, like dreams.The tongues of the two were like shochu, and their bodies were instantly ignited.The fingertips are like ice springs, tossing and turning, startling the stone stream, and turning the undercurrent.The two are like the entanglement of ice and fire, the fire surrounds the ice, warms him and melts him.The frozen bamboo shoots ignited the light of desire like fire.The fire didn't die down, but higher flames sprang out like adding fuel to the fire.

The coolness recedes, and the heat hits. "I'm so worried that you will suddenly lose your breath like those living corpses." Leng Xiaohan's sweat dripped on Luo Qingchen's body.

"I was personally sent by the God Envoy of the Netherworld, unlike a living corpse who was forcibly resurrected..." Luo Qingchen murmured softly, "Don't worry, I won't die."

Leng Xiaohan was stunned, straightened up, and looked at Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen took Leng Xiaohan's hand, "There is such a saying in our world, life and death are bound together, talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand, and grow old together with you. I want to grow old with you, and travel the world together , travel all over the mountains and rivers."

Leng Xiaohan looked at Luo Qingchen excitedly, as if he didn't know what to say.

The oath is submerged in the ambiguity.Nothing matters anymore.

The fire hugs the ice, warms and melts, until the spring flowers are scattered, the summer rain is dripping, the autumn wind is bleak, and the winter snow is flying.