Yangyue

Under the bright moonlight hanging high, the water of the lake was sparkling, and two figures hugged each other in the lake.

Henry Zhang was soaking in the lake water, leaning against a big rock on the shore of the lake, Fang Wuzhu put his arms around him, raised his chin with his fingers to kiss him, the figure enveloped Henry Zhang, the hair of the two Wrap around in the water.

Henry Zhang's forehead was dripping with water, and when the kiss was over, he was already panting slightly.

Xiao Yangyue lowered his head, his eyes flickered slightly, the moonlight tonight was indeed very bright, and the lake water was also very clear, he saw Fang Wuzhu's body buried under the water reflected the mottled shade of trees above his head, the shadows interlaced and lay down, undulating and Strong, lightly scarred texture.

Henry Zhang unconsciously looked away, his cheeks were a little red, he let out a breath slowly, the lake water that was already a little cool at night could not relieve the heat of his body.

"Yangyue..." Fang Wuzhu kissed Henry Zhangyue's neck, and said in a deep voice, "You are so lovable, what should I do?"

At this time, a few fallen flowers floating down the upstream flowed in front of the two of them wrapped in a bunch of unknown wild fruits. Fang Wuzhu stretched out his hands to hold the fallen flowers and wild fruits, picked up the bunch of fruits, and looked at them against the moonlight. There was a meaningful smile in his eyes, and he said: "I just discovered that there are green ginger fruits here."

Xiao Yangyue leaned in his arms, just slightly raised her eyes to look at a bunch of blue fruits the size of a thumb in Fang Wuzhu's hand, and asked hoarsely: "Green ginger fruit...what is it?"

"It's a wild herb, it's unusual." Fang Wuzhu crushed the fruit in his hand, and the pale white juice was squeezed out from the pulp, which was very thick and sticky, and exuded a faint sweet fragrance, "The juice The effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, dredging meridians and collaterals is excellent, and the flowers of ginger fruit are also very beautiful in cinnabar color."

Fang Wuzhu crushed the complete cinnabar-colored flower that was stained with dew in his hand into pieces of petals, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a bit of dark color in them, when the sound of water sounded, he approached Henry Zhangyue's ear Pan: "Actually, the juice of the ginger fruit has another great use, that is, to apply the juice to the man's part, and use it as a lubricant for the men to have sex."

Henry Zhang looked at him in a daze, before he could react, Fang Wuzhu was suddenly carried out of the lake and placed on the soft straw mat on the shore. Fang Wuzhu leaned over him, looking at the bright The moonlight shines on Henry Zhangyue's shoulders.

Henry Zhang's face burned red all of a sudden, and she couldn't see clearly in the water just now, and now she suddenly exposed her body naked in front of Fang Wuzhu, she felt embarrassed and ashamed for a moment.He held Fang Wuzhu's arm tightly, turned his head, the corners of his eyes were red, he didn't want to look at him directly, but the hand holding him was hot.

Fang Wuzhu turned his chin around, stared deeply into his eyes, and whispered: "I want you."

After a long while, Henry Zhang slowly pulled Wuzhu's hand below her chin, pursed her lips lightly, and finally said: "Don't be here...go to the tree house."

In the tree house covered by branches and leaves, a ray of frosty moonlight poured on the bed, and the room was full of emotions, which lasted until midnight.

Fang Wuzhu kissed Henry Zhang's flushed cheeks and wet eyes, and his voice was like the undulating tide in the middle of the night, engulfing his affection in his heart: "Yangyue, in the future, let's make an appointment with me."

Xiao Yangyue has almost never felt that he has lived so vividly in this life. Even if Fang Wuzhu didn't say anything, he had already handed over his life and future generations to him. His heart will always be for him only And open.

A few birds seemed to be awakened by the panting sound in the tree house, fluttered their wings and flew out of the tree, and flew towards the distant mountain forest.

At this time, in a simple wing of Wuming Taoist Temple, dim yellow candles were still burning.

Daoist Zhang read a Taoist scripture silently, and after a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the bright full moon outside the window.Xiao Yangyue and Fang Wuzhu didn't return to the Taoist temple tonight, and with Fang Wuzhu around, nothing would happen if they thought about it, probably the two went out to play near the mountains.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the wing room, Zhang Daochang closed the Taoist scriptures in his hand, and said quietly: "You are here."

The people outside slowly opened the door, and Ji Sheng looked up at Daoist Zhang's back, with some struggle flashing in his eyes, he took a step into the room and said, "What is Master looking for me for?"

"Are you going to ask your senior brother how to practice swordsmanship in the afternoon?"

Ji Sheng was slightly taken aback, and he clenched his hands into fists unconsciously: "Is it... the brother and the master said it?"

"Your senior brother went to the mountains in the afternoon, of course he didn't tell me." Zhang Daochang replied lightly, "I have punished you for the teacher's training, you are not suitable for practicing the seven-step Qinglian swordsmanship now, why did you not go there?" Ask your senior brother clearly? But do you think your senior brother will casually tell you the method of practicing the seven-step Qinglian swordsmanship?"

Ji Sheng's eyes were gloomy: "Master, this disciple has been under Master's school for six years. I know that my martial arts talent is not as good as that of my senior brother, so I have worked hard to cultivate my internal strength and basic swordsmanship, only to one day become a master." One of the master's successors of the seven-step Qinglian swordsmanship. But my apprentice has practiced...for six years, but the master never mentioned the matter of asking me to practice Qinglian swordsmanship. The disciple has always respected the master, and he is a cow for the master. It’s okay to be a horse! Why does the master treat the disciple like this?! The disciple just entered the master’s sect a few years later than the senior brother, and in the master’s heart, he can’t even compare with the senior brother!”

"Bastard!" Daoist Zhang yelled angrily, "You have completely forgotten what I told you a few days ago! My teacher told you that your pulse is irregular, and you can't get it right now. Wait until you can Forming the green lotus veins in the body is the time to practice swordsmanship."

"But master! Disciple..."

"Closed the door and think about it, and copy the Taoist scriptures a few more times." Daoist Zhang sighed slowly, "If you continue to be obsessed with your obsession, the old Taoist will not be able to bear the call of master."

Ji Sheng's expression was shocked, hatred overflowed from his eyes, his lips trembled for a while, his fists trembled, and finally he turned around and left in despair.

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