Su Bian Cultivation World

Han Qianling's eyes stayed on the wall in front of him, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the white wall, and fell straight to Luo Jiujiang's bedroom separated by a wall.The spiritual plants by the window are food, the pens and papers on the table are food, every strand of spiritual energy in the air is food, and the one lying on the bed and sleeping quietly...

It was Luo Jiujiang who lay on the bed and fell asleep quietly.

This is his first connection with the entire Three Thousand Worlds, and it is the unique anchor he has laid in the entire world.He can't treat Luo Jiujiang as food, and of course he can't destroy this small world that maintains all their memories.

Han Qianling's completely crazy eyes finally showed a violent fluctuation!

The rioting aura around him has already formed a vortex, as if waiting to frantically devour the entire small world at a certain moment.But at this moment, the vortex is slowly and difficultly turning in the opposite direction.

Han Qianling struggled to suppress his aura and cultivation, and pushed them back into his body inch by inch. This was so difficult, as if a person was desperately trying to squeeze back his spine that had been pulled out of his body.

Everyone has a few bottom lines like "I can't".Some people are not allowed to kill, some people are not allowed to set fire, and some people are not allowed to break their promises.

And Han Qianling, he has been asking himself for the past 14 years, he can't go crazy, he can't give up, and he can't control the hatred that is born from the soul and is always difficult to get rid of.

This kind of restraint and endurance almost became an innate instinct, so that when he separated a little bit of reason, the hunger and madness that swept his whole body were slowly and effectively suppressed.

Luo Jiujiang next door was fast asleep, with a robe covered with salt flowers thrown at the foot of his bed.

And Han Qianling in the bedroom was sitting upright, his clothes were soaked with sweat like rain, and a layer of snow-white salt frost was slowly forming on his back.

As the spiritual energy dissipated bit by bit, Han Qianling's cultivation also dropped little by little, from foundation building to the ninth level of Qi refining, to the eighth level of Qi refining... and then back to the original seventh level of Qi refining.

He opened his eyes again, and his eyes were clear.

The difference from before is that the aura in his meridians is already thick and almost viscous.

He won't be on the verge of breaking through with just a few random runs of his spiritual power like before, nor will he advance to the foundation-building stage where he still can't control himself.His current situation is the best outcome.

Every inch of Han Qianling's muscles seemed to be filled with lead, but his soul seemed to be light.He let himself lie on the bed faceless, unaware that the corners of his mouth had slowly turned up.

Such a relaxed feeling should be called relief.

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Early the next morning, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling walked towards the school grounds side by side. Han Qianling changed what happened last night and said, "I changed some new pots of flowers for your room."

When he said this, he was twirling the string of round and smooth beads, allowing them to be slowly and steadily pushed apart from his fingers one by one.Luo Jiujiang said "hey": "I didn't notice that."

"It's not changed much. It's the same variety as it was before." Han Qianling said calmly, "I just changed the color, and I think blue is more pleasing to the eye."

Luo Jiujiang didn't take this kind of trivial matter very seriously, he nodded casually to indicate that he knew.Just when he was interested in describing a dream he had yesterday to Han Qianling, Han Qianling suddenly pulled his sleeve and dragged him to hide behind a jagged rock.

Luo Jiujiang and him have always had a tacit understanding. Not only did they follow Han Qianling's strength to hide, they didn't even make a sound halfway, and they even helped Han Qianling close a corner of his clothes that might reveal his whereabouts.

As soon as he finished this move, two people's footsteps gradually approached not far away.Luo Jiujiang looked out from the cracks in the stone, and couldn't help but widen his eyes after just one glance.

This place is really a treasure of geomantic omen to avoid prying eyes, the two figures shrunk into the shadows of a clump of green plants in the distance, who else could it be but Yue Qinghui and Dong Shuangyu?

They were originally walking on the road side by side with their elbows wrapped around each other, but now they found a place to hide from others, and they just kissed directly, inseparable.

Luo Jiujiang was dumbfounded.

Unlike Luo Jiujiang who was unaware of it before, Han Qianling vaguely guessed about the relationship between these two people yesterday.Seeing that the conjecture has come true now, there is not much surprise in my heart, but I just pull Luo Jiujiang in my direction silently.

Listening to the rustling of branches and leaves rubbing against clothes not far away, the unique sound of water when lovers kiss deeply, and a few low-pitched and sweet whispers, Rao is as open-minded as Luo Jiujiang. At this moment, I can't help feeling a little embarrassed Come.

The rocks he and Han Qianling were hiding in were limited in size, so his and Han Qianling's bodies had to stick close to each other.The breathing of the two intersected, and they could clearly smell each other's scent at this distance.That aura is already very familiar, if they were not in such an environment at this time, the two of them would have been accustomed to it long ago and would not be aware of it.

The heartbeats of oneself and the other party are mixed together, clearly audible.The moment Luo Jiujiang blinked, an illusion flashed through his mind: their hearts were tied together by something.

Thankfully, the two didn't have to linger too long in this awkward situation.Dong Shuangyu and Yue Qinghui finally left.Hearing the sound of them going away, Luo Jiujiang boldly poked his head out, and saw the backs of these two people interlocking their fingers.

After confirming that the other party had really left and would not turn back, Luo Jiujiang stood up while supporting the stone, and let out a long breath: "I really didn't expect... I have never run into such a thing. "

"It's more common for two men to be Taoist couples outside the islands, and it's really rare in the Seven Islands." Han Qianling also stood up, carefully adjusted his clothes, and played two or three o'clock just now. Moss rubbed on rocks.Different from Luo Jiujiang's relief, his expression was somewhat unpredictable: "What do you think?"

"what?"

"What do you think about the two of them? I mean like this, two men talking about love."

"I didn't expect it before. I was really shocked just now." Luo Jiujiang thought about it carefully: "But you have to ask me what I think...it seems nothing special? Men and men are together, at most no one gives Just embroidered purses, but that's not the important thing."

Han Qianling shook his head: "It's different."

"What's the difference?" Luo Jiujiang laughed when he was denied this, "Can we eat more meals than men and women together, or can we sleep more beds than husband and wife? I see that when they are together, food, clothing, housing and transportation are more convenient. You can even have a companion when you go shopping in a kiln."

Hearing the previous words, Han Qianling's expression changed just now, but the last sentence made his expression become dumbfounded.He stretched out his hand and tapped Luo Jiujiang twice, and he laughed helplessly.

"I shouldn't have asked you. Let's go."

"Don't speak in that 'rotten wood can't be carved' tone, I understand it too." Luo Jiujiang raised his hand to hook Han Qianling's neck, and said with a smile, "Your tone seems to have given up on me. "

Han Qianling sighed: "You understand? It's understandable if you think a pair of broken sleeves is convenient to go shopping together?——You can enlighten me."

Luo Jiujiang asked inexplicably: "What?"

Han Qianling smiled again, and didn't say much to him.

Generally speaking, young people are lustful, but Mu Shaoai, fourteen or fifteen years old is the time when love first begins.But Luo Jiujiang didn't know if he was punished for doing too many mischievous things, and it didn't look like he was enlightened.

To be honest, Han Qianling had personally seen a little girl in the clan handing Luo Jiujiang a purse, and he knew what it meant, but he didn't show any surprise and shyness when he encountered such a thing for the first time.For some reason, Luo Jiujiang's attitude towards this kind of matter is extraordinarily frank, and it seems to have a very strange... integrity.

I don't know whether to say good or bad.

The "integrity" Luo Jiujiang turned his eyes and thought of other places. He approached Han Qianling, lowered his voice and said, "Hey, I just remembered when I mentioned this—Qianling, have you ever... ?”

"What?" Very rare, Han Qianling failed to understand Luo Jiujiang's meaning from his eyebrows.

"It's just a dream at night, when you wake up in the morning, you find yourself...?"

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.After a while, Han Qianling understood.

He did, just once.

Nocturnal emission is a physiological phenomenon that a healthy human teenager should have. Han Qianling knew this a long time ago, but he never thought that he would have this kind of experience.

So when he woke up that morning to find himself in a different state, he was literally taken aback.

He hadn't expected himself to be in such a...so human condition.

Just look at Han Qianling's eyes at this moment, and Luo Jiujiang has figured out his bottom line.He rubbed the tip of his nose and asked curiously, "Qianling, what did you dream about at night?"

Young people are naturally curious about this kind of "forbidden" topic, and people like Luo Jiujiang who love to touch the line are even more eager to try it.

"..." Han Qianling's eyes flickered for a moment, he looked at Luo Jiujiang's curious and calm eyes, and said in a low voice truthfully: "I dreamed of scales, many scales."

His eyes darkened, thinking of the seemingly endless sea of ​​scales in his dream.He still remembers the unique flash of light on those blue scales. This dream came out of nowhere, and he has never been able to see the end of the sea of ​​scales. He can only speculate on a certain part of what it is.

If he relied on speculation alone, he would think that the sea of ​​scales was...

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by an incomprehensible voice, Luo Jiujiang ignorantly smiled and said: "Eh? Isn't it human? I still think I will be a peerless beauty, no matter how bad it is, I should be a girl who can make you fall in love with me? "

Han Qianling turned his eyes, looked at the face of the other party who was still in love, and chuckled lightly: "I also feel very regretful in my heart, why didn't I dream of someone... who I dream of?"