Three Masters' Sword

Tang Guangxian continued: "In my opinion, the farther away you are from that Ghost Toad Mountain, the better. Toad Saint's life is in danger. He must know that the key lies in Feng Wen. The secret of 'immortality', whether you are in front of you or not, Does it have anything to do with this 'Fengwen'? He was sick and went to the doctor in a hurry. Therefore, the four ghosts did not hesitate to directly confront the Beipai, and also invited you to go up the mountain. Hehe, little brother, if you want to survive, you still have to run as soon as possible Lu. The toad sage died and said, if he hadn't died, he couldn't tolerate Shen Wangquan back then, how can he tolerate you now?"

Wang Qiao was in a daze, looking at the phoenix characters on the palm of his hand, and thought: "Mr. Shen, why are you pestering me without explaining to them? What is this phoenix text? Why does everyone seem to have no idea when they say it?" The same thing? Some people say it is a peerless secret book, some people say it is a book without words, some people say it is a life-threatening enemy, but you say it is just a word, but now it sounds like an everlasting promise... You left this puzzle, how do you want people to solve it, and after solving it, what result do you want to get?"

He held his palm, lightly traced the lines, and said to himself: "You like your brother Toad Saint, don't you? Do you have something to say, after such a long time, you still want to tell him? If I take you to see him, it will Can all grievances be confessed, can all the secrets be unraveled?" The words in the palm can't speak, but there is a slight pain, as if a thousand needles were pricked, it made him tremble, and his five fingers slammed grab it.

Tang Guangxian was still babbling: "If it was normal, you would go up to that mountain with a golden bowl. I, an old beggar, would be willing to cut my body, so I would go with you. But now my righteous brother is gone, and he It doesn't matter if the son is successful or not," he cast a sharp glance at Wen Fangji, "I have to keep an eye on him, and I can't let him go to the sidewalk. My old beggar has no wife and no children under his knees. With this ability, he has long been compared with his father. I agreed, I will pass it on to him after he has laid the foundation..." Wen Fangji blocked his ears and shouted, "I won't listen! I have a master, so I don't want to learn your kung fu!!" Turning around and facing outside run away.Tang Guangxian stumbled and shouted: "Come back! Why are you running? Hey, Xiao Fangzi, I am doing it for your own good!"

Yu Yuqing said: "Senior, stay put, I'll go after him." He jumped up in three or two steps, as light as a swallow, and flashed in front of Wen Fangji in a moment.Tang Guangxian couldn't help but praise: "Such a handsome skill. No wonder the blood flowed like a river in the mourning hall of Bo's house in Qiantang that day. No one can stop him no matter how many masters; hehe, the third young master has his help. You can't go to Guichan Mountain to ask for an explanation."

Wang Qiao was stunned, and said in shock, "...what?"

Yu Yuqing pressed Wen Fangji's shoulder and said, "Stop!" Wen Fangji hit a steel plate head-on, and couldn't move a step forward.Angrily said: "Get out of the way, who wants you to be a good person?" Yu Yuqing said: "The mountains and forests here are chaotic, and people are unfamiliar with the place. Running around here and there is not the solution."

Wen Fang sent: "You care about me? I'm going to find Yanzhou. You don't save him, don't care about him... I know you hate him, think we are an eyesore, and usually don't want to stay with us for a while... Now Well, all of us oil bottles are gone, are you very happy?"

Yu Yuqing said: "Mr. Bei knows that the other party is interested in him, so we can be saved by deliberately distracting everyone. Otherwise..." He originally wanted to say that otherwise we can all protect ourselves, or for the sake of being a rare commodity, even if we are caught, at least we will be saved. It will cost you your life; but you send the text with no name and no value, and those people will not hold back from you.Even Mei Jiuna and other Jianghu masters can't move, the blade can't see the eye, just that Chi Shu's ruthless attack, three moves can end your life.But he thought to himself that the boy was young and vigorous, so he turned to say, "If you don't know how to be considerate at all, wouldn't it be a waste of his willingness to risk his life to save him?"

Wen Fang sent his hand away, and said coldly: "You sound nice... but you're actually thinking 'the Gu on this guy is going to kill Wang Qiao, so it's better to die yourself'?" Yu Yuqing froze on the spot , unable to answer for a while, Wen Fangji took the opportunity to go around him, and heard Yu Yuqing shout from behind: "Wait!" He reached out to pinch the Dazhui acupoint on his back.Wen Fangji knew that he was not his opponent, so he suddenly drew his sword in his hand, leaning on the edge of the sword and sternly reprimanded: "Don't touch me with your dirty hands, you're ugly!"

Tang Guangxian looked from a distance, and saw Yu Yuqing standing still, but Wen Fangji performed lightness kung fu, and went over the mountains without looking back, anxiously said: "Oh! Xiao Fangzi!" Wang Qiao threw himself forward, and his movements were extremely nimble. Although he was not the light and handsome type, he looked sluggish, but the wind was blowing under his feet, and he rushed away like a monkey. It was a martial art. big expert.He was already in the distance in the blink of an eye, but the voice came from afar: "The mountain is forty miles to the southwest—" Echoing the sound, the figure was no longer visible.

Seeing Yu Yuqing standing far away, Wang Qiao didn't move, and he didn't respond to calling him. His whole body was drenched by the rain, so he hurriedly climbed down the rain-sheltered slope, trying to meet him.Unexpectedly, he was only halfway there, but the other party turned around abruptly, walked to the side of the creek just before, dipped his hands into the water and scrubbed desperately.Wang Qiao gradually felt that something was wrong. When he rushed over, Yu Yuqing was still struggling to scrub the jagged and weird skin on his hands. Although the bark-like texture was ugly, it was still a mortal body. Thin bloody water was rubbed out, dyeing the surrounding water into a weird thin pink.

"!! You stop!" Wang Qiao was so frightened that he stretched out his hand to grab his wrist, but he couldn't hold him at all, but was staggered by him; he had to hug Yu Yuqing's waist tightly and kill him dragged back from the edge of the stream. "What are you doing? Your hands are scratched!"

"I can't wash it clean..." He murmured, "Third brother, my hands are so dirty, I can't wash them clean no matter how much I wash them, they are full of blood...embedded in the gap..."

Wang Qiao said anxiously: "Don't talk nonsense, the blood is because you washed your hands to pieces! Don't do that. Ah Qing, what's wrong with you?"

He suddenly struggled violently, and Wang Qiao couldn't hold him back: "Don't touch me, I'm so dirty too...I can't bear the dirt, third brother, let me go, I want to take a bath..."

Wang Qiao felt that Yu Yuqing looked very strange, and there was some weird and crazy emotion in his eyes, so he didn't dare to fight him hard, so he could only comfort him: "It's okay, you are not dirty at all, we just got a little bit dirty. Muddy water. It's raining now, isn't it useless for you to wash it? Wait for a while, wait for a while, when the rain stops, we... Let's wash together, and I'll rub your back for you, okay?"

They have long been used to washing and changing clothes together since they were young, but at this time the affection is lingering and unusual; after talking about it, Wang Qiao only felt burning ears and dry tongue, and forced himself to restrain his mind, secretly thinking that it was just the same as before.Fortunately, the people in his arms finally settled down gradually, and he held their wrists separately, and stopped scrubbing vigorously in the water.Thin blood condensed into a droplet on the surface of the skin and slipped between Wang Qiao's fingers, causing him a slight pain.

"What's the matter with you, what did Wen Fangzhi tell you?" He frowned, "Mr. Bei can't be saved, he's been hit a lot, and he might say whatever he wants, just don't care about him."

Yu Yuqing shook his head, and said softly: "...I have something wrong with me. Third brother," he panted, and leaned his head on Wang Qiao's shoulder, "I killed many people... I don't know What's wrong with me, the smell of blood seems to have soaked into the bones, and I vomit from my stomach every night. I don't want to kill them, but...but..."

Wang Qiao moved slightly, and said, "Is it about Qiantang Bo's family? Just now...Senior Tang told me. Why...how did you go there?"

Yu Yuqing said: "I heard them say that it is good to see you for the last time when you are dead. I also had a glimmer of hope, and I heard that the injured were also healed there... But anyway, I went there in a daze. I don't know why." I briefly talked about what happened later.Hearing this, Wang Qiao felt as if his heart was blocked by a boulder, unable to vent, he hugged him tightly from behind, and said, "That's no fault of you." Yu Yuqing shook his head and said, "Actually, it has nothing to do with me, does it? Make it clear, or I just turned around and left, and I don’t need to kill so many people. But... I can’t tell what’s going on, it seems that I was not completely me at that time, as if I wanted to stay there, trying to find It's like killing people with an excuse, when the blood was splattered, it was obviously extremely tragic, but I felt light in my heart for no reason, as if my breath was a little bit more refreshing..."

Wang Qiao said: "They want to kill you, but you can't do anything about it. It's for self-protection."

Yu Yuqing said: "...No. I can't sleep well all night, and I always dream about the scene of that day."

Wang Qiao didn't know what to say, so he tried to comfort him and said, "Why, you are already so old, are you still afraid of ghosts?"

Yu Yuqing said softly: "What I'm afraid of is myself. It seems that there is an unknown self growing out of my heart, growing bigger and bigger, turning myself... into this person, ghost, ghost It looks like a ghost..."

Wang Qiao couldn't think about it, and didn't know how to comfort him, so he said: "Ah Qing, don't think about it. You can't become like this properly. What happened to you, can you tell me now?"

Yu Yuqing asked: "Do you still remember that weird old man who tied the iron chain?" Wang Qiao nodded. "That's right, you and he flipped down the partition together..." Until now, the two of them finally had the time to piece together the trivial and varied events of the day, but it was as if they had caught a glimpse of the leopard.

The rain gradually stopped, and the two of them just talked in the rain. Wang Qiao didn't dare to let go of him for a moment.After the clothes were wet with water, a little flesh color came out underneath.Wang Qiao brushed aside the tangled dry hair on the back of his neck for him, and suddenly saw a red mark with blood beads protruding from under his collar on his originally white, crescent-like nape of the neck.He couldn't help but raised his fingers, pulled down his collar slightly, and couldn't help but gasp, only to see that the bottom spread to the whole back, almost all of which were scars, most of which were scratched by himself, and the scabs had just formed , and was scratched and smashed again.Wang Qiao knew that he had always liked to be clean, and had a slight obsession with cleanliness, but now that he had suffered such a disaster, his problem had worsened, and he was in a trance, so serious that he was a little sick.

When he looked at it like this, the other person's back was straightened, and his tendons trembled slightly, as if his whole body became tense: "Why, is my back...is it dirty? I can't wash it off even if I wash it hard, and I can't reach it no matter what. ...Is it ugly?" He stretched out his hand to grab it again.Wang Qiao had no choice but to half hug and half hug him, holding him in his arms so that his hands wouldn't touch him, coaxing him softly: "No, you're hurt a little, do you have any golden sore medicine?" He took out the ointment that Wang Yi gave him last time.Wang Qiao took off his shirt and went to dip some water in the stream to wipe his back, but he suddenly felt shy and refused to take off his shirt.Wang Qiao laughed, and stretched out his hand to forcefully pull it off: "What's there to stop? I haven't seen where you are?" Although the words were loud, there was still a thumping sound in his heart.Somehow, what I saw before and what I see now seem to be completely different in my eyes; moreover, since that somewhat embarrassing accident, he has indeed stopped secretly. Although Ah Qing will help him wash and comb his hair from time to time, But I never faced him naked again.

This time he tore off the skirt of his clothes, a piece of snow-white back came into view, he only felt a ringing sound in his head, and the sound of gongs and drums in the sky.The illnesses that I thought were cured at the time have all returned now, and I only feel that the red bloodstains on it are as beautiful as a wintersweet shaking out of the snow.Do you think that having a man's back can be so good that it makes people sick?Three times and five times, he fell on it; now it's just this gesture, and he feels a little pain in his lower body.

He calmed down, calmed down, and then quickly wiped the scabs and blood stains with clean water, and applied ointment; where his fingers touched, he could only hear him panting softly, and the center of the spine sank into a vertical groove.After the medicine was applied, he was already hardened beyond recognition, he felt his ears were burnt through, he was ashamed to face others, and he couldn't speak for a while, just stared blankly at his back as he folded up his shirt again.

Seeing that he was silent, Yu Yuqing panicked, turned sideways and asked: "...What's the matter? Is it alright?" But he heard his breathing suddenly become thicker behind him, and said: "You... No, don't turn around Come here." The voice was hoarse, as if a fire was burning inside, whispered, "...Ah Qing, please...don't look at me now, just like this...stay like this for a while, okay?"

Yu Yuqing shuddered, remembering the phrase "ugly", and Wen Fang's strange eyes looking at him.The kid saw what he looked like, didn't he?He only took off his mask in front of Wang Qiao; how did he see it secretly?If he saw my face, would it be... Could it be that all the intimacy between us has been overlooked by him?

"Third brother, I'm an ugly monster now, you don't need to comfort me, I know it. What if... if..." He wanted to ask if he couldn't be cured for the rest of his life, what would he do then?But I can't ask.If he said this, it seemed that he wanted to win sympathy; it seemed that he was trying to silence him beforehand, and it seemed that it was unfair from the beginning.But he and the young master don't care about fairness, it seems that it is far from what he wants; but what he wants, he is hazy and can't explain.

Wang Qiao didn't know what he was thinking, so he said: "Who said you are ugly?... My boss beat him hard." He said to himself that if you are ugly, then just looking at your back will make you feel so emotional now. Isn't it funny to me?Turning to the lower abdomen in one breath, I felt that my hands could no longer hide the movement, and couldn't help but hum in a low voice, which seemed bitter and sweet, I just felt that between heaven and earth, this move was both sincere and unethical; it was both passionate and inexplicable. Blasphemy, the two phases are intertwined, but it has an uncontrollable secret taste.

His breath is heavy now, and the two of them are very close, what else can they hide?Yu Yuqing gently took off the mask, said: "I don't believe it, you look at my face and say?"

As soon as he was about to turn around, Wang Qiao was in a great embarrassment. He couldn't hide it, but he saw it all. Where could he hide?At that time, it was already boiling like steam, and it was about to reach the top, but he just brushed it there with his eyes, and couldn't hold it anymore, the spray would come out one after another, most of it got on his hands, and some even splashed on his face.Both of them were stunned, speechless, they only felt that this scene was both funny and obscene.

His breath is heavy now, and the two of them are very close, what else can they hide?Yu Yuqing gently took off the mask, said: "I don't believe it, you look at my face and say?"

As soon as he was about to turn around, Wang Qiao was in a great embarrassment. He couldn't hide it, but he saw it all. Where could he hide?At that time, it was already boiling like steam, and it was about to reach the top, but he just brushed it there with his eyes, and couldn't hold it anymore, the spray would come out one after another, most of it got on his hands, and some even splashed on his face.Both of them were stunned, speechless, they only felt that this scene was both funny and obscene.

Wang Qiao was in a hurry, his face was flushed, and his tongue was tied. Just as he was about to touch him, he found that his hands were covered with dirty liquid. He wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in it. Touch him with your hands—how dirty is that?The burned head was in a state of confusion for a moment, and the tip of his tongue had already been stretched out, licking away the dirt on his face. "I'm sorry... I couldn't help it for a while... dirty you..."

The tip of the tongue is numb and itchy, and the yang is turbid and fishy.Yu Yuqing let him lick the kiss carefully, turned his head slightly, and the part of his neck that brushed it was hot red; he also followed his example, holding Wang Qiao's still dripping fingers, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick away the wetness on it. thing.Wang Qiao hastily clenched his fingers, blushing and scolded: "Don't mess around! I... I... this is very dirty..." But the knuckles were rolled by the tongue, and the warm, wet and sticky After smacking, I don't know what night it is, but my head trembles again, and I feel refreshed again.

Yu Yuqing smiled slightly, and said in a very soft voice: "I'll serve the young master." He stretched out his hand and moved up and down the stem.Wang Qiao was so startled by him that he woke up three minutes from the emotion, hurriedly clasped his hand, and said in a panic: "No way! You still have..." The wound on his hand that had been scrubbed earlier had not healed. Here and there, there were spots of blood on the bottom of his clothes.Wang Qiao wanted to escape in a hurry, but he went up to him and pumped him instead. Seeing the wound on his hand was red and bleeding, his lower head became more swollen and painful. .He grabbed Yu Yuqing's hands and was in a dilemma. Unexpectedly, he was countered by the opponent's sudden small grab, and pressed his arms to his sides, but instead put his head under his body, biting his white teeth open the skirt, and The words slipped into his mouth with his head in his mouth.

The blow made his scalp numb for a while, his body bounced up straight like a fish out of water, and then fell, almost slipping out of his mouth, the hollow was hit by his teeth lightly, and he was in ecstasy for a while.When he sucked slowly, sucked gently, and sucked lightly, he didn't know where he was at all, and couldn't help screaming after only three or two strokes, and couldn't help but move towards the depths of the warmth.In front of my eyes, there is a period of Qianyuefeng, and the stars are moving; in the depth of the love, the cycle of reincarnation is like a cannonball bursting everywhere on the body, and the blood in the whole body rushes back and forth, rushing here and there, with nowhere to vent, and they all rush to Xiaguan.He hastily pushed Yu Yuqing's shoulder, pulled out, and said in a hoarse voice: "Come out, Ah Qing, I can't..." But he didn't seem to have heard it, instead, he turned the tip of his tongue and sucked him deeper, as if reaching his throat bone.Wang Qiao couldn't hold it back, trembling all over, stretched out his hand, and tore off his half-closed top. He was not breathing well on one side, but he was full on the other side, and thin white strands dripped from his lips.

But Wang Qiao didn't care about this beautiful scene, and was lingering in love; he saw that the clothes of the person in front of him were all faded, his skin was fat, but the meridian was bulging on the chest, and there was a blood sore in the heart, like a sword wound, turning up the muscles on both sides , grow dark rhizomes from the inside, and then penetrate under the skin, like an ancient tree that grows upside down and takes root, pushing aside the texture, absorbing the nutrients in the blood; but it is like a living thing. Zhang, as if exulting and exuberant, is full of vitality, which only shocks the viewers.

"Ah Qing, what the hell is here..." Wang Qiao only felt chills all over his body, and then he understood why he had been refusing to show him, take off his clothes, or let himself touch his chest.Previously, love was as hot and intimate as a steamer, but now it is like pouring a bucket of ice water on the head, and the teeth are chattering from the cold, and the place is also soft and can no longer lift the head.But Yu Yuqing's whole body was boiling like boiling water, and there was a faint crimson under the fair skin, and there were blood drops from the large and small wounds and scratches, as if they were about to burst from the inside; the sweat all over his body was steaming, rising up The mist seems to be illusion and reality.And he raised his upper body, slowly sat on the heels of his legs, his lips were wet, his throat moved, and he slowly swallowed the just portion, but he was oblivious, as if he hadn't heard of it, instead he wrapped himself around and licked his neck The mouth is full of fishy, ​​bitter and rusty taste.No matter how Wang Qiao called him, he didn't realize it at all, and only said softly: "Third brother, give it to me again, I still want..."

But Wang Qiao didn't care about this beautiful scene, and was lingering in love; he saw that the clothes of the person in front of him were all faded, his skin was fat, but the meridian was bulging on the chest, and there was a blood sore in the heart, like a sword wound, turning up the muscles on both sides , grow dark rhizomes from the inside, and then penetrate under the skin, like an ancient tree that grows upside down and takes root, pushing aside the texture, absorbing the nutrients in the blood; but it is like a living thing. Zhang, as if exulting and exuberant, is full of vitality, which only shocks the viewers.

"Ah Qing, what the hell is here..." Wang Qiao only felt chills all over his body, and then he understood why he had been refusing to show him, take off his clothes, or let himself touch his chest.Previously, love was as hot and intimate as a steamer, but now it is like pouring a bucket of ice water on the head, and the teeth are chattering from the cold, and the place is also soft and can no longer lift the head.But Yu Yuqing's whole body was boiling like boiling water, and there was a faint redness under the white skin, and those large and small wounds and scratches were bleeding from the inside, as if his body was about to burst; , seems to be true.And he raised his upper body, slowly sat on the heels of his legs, his lips were wet, his throat moved, and he slowly swallowed the just portion, but he was oblivious, as if he hadn't heard of it, instead he wrapped himself around and licked his neck The mouth is full of fishy, ​​bitter and rusty taste.No matter how Wang Qiao called him, he didn't realize it at all, and only said softly: "Third brother, give it to me again, I still want..."