Jinghong knife

Qingming's hand moved slightly, the palm was delicate and soft, his hand shook violently, but it didn't startle the person in his arms at all.

Qing Ming opened his eyes wide and lay on the bed in astonishment. After a long while, he confirmed that Chu Hanyang fell asleep without getting dressed again.

It's already spring now, and the two people's inner shirts are already flimsy, hugging each other, any casual rubbing will make the clothes messy.

And Chu Hanyang's inner shirt didn't seem to be tied with a belt, and it almost fell off completely, revealing a large piece of smooth skin, just sticking to Qing Ming's body like that, but he himself was sleeping deeply, without knowing it.

Qingming only felt an evil fire rising from his lower abdomen in an instant, all the way up, burning his throat dry and hoarse.

He moved slightly, wanting to put on Chu Hanyang's clothes, but just as he moved, he saw Chu Hanyang frowned, muttered something, and threw his head into his arms.

This time Chu Hanyang's clothes loosened even more, and under the moonlight, Qing Ming could even see Chu Han's sunny back, slender waistline and two faint curves under the clothes.

With a bang, Qing Ming felt his face a little hot, and the hand that was holding Chu Hanyang was also a little helpless, the warmth and softness in his arms was like a piece of burning coal, which made him panic.

No matter where he put his hand, he could feel the scorching temperature, but he still didn't want to let go.

He stared at Chu Hanyang carefully for a long time, very sure that his master was not teasing him, but really fast asleep. Qing Ming was slightly relieved, but felt a trace of regret.

Last time, the Lord helped him...to make him think that he was in a beautiful dream and didn't wake up...that only one time of ecstasy has made him unforgettable to this day.

Qing Ming secretly mobilized his inner strength, trying to suppress the charming thoughts in his heart, but Chu Hanyang's legs unconsciously rubbed against his legs, which immediately stretched the string in his heart to the extreme.

Qingming tried desperately to control his breathing, but the person he held in his arms was like a tortured goblin, trying to grind all his rationality into ashes inch by inch, and finally he was deeply trapped in it and could not escape.

On the second day, the blue color in Qingming's eyes became more obvious. Chu Hanyang looked at him in surprise, his face full of confusion, but Qingming still kept his head down and pursed his lips in silence, trying to hide the glare in his eyes. Helpless, wronged and depressed.

Chu Hanyang raised his eyebrows at this, seeing that he didn't say anything, he still didn't ask anything.

After a week like this, everyone found that the air pressure of the high-strength, seasoned and prudent Chief Qing of Juedao Valley is getting heavier and heavier, and the blue color is getting more and more obvious day by day.

Many people even speculated whether the affairs in the valley were too heavy, keeping him busy at night and unable to rest.

For a while, rumors spread in the Jianghu, saying that Juedao Gu Qingming was loyal, courageous, courageous and resourceful, seemingly cold and ruthless, but working very hard for the affairs of the valley.

But Qing Ming himself does not know that he has become another image in the hearts of others.

In the end, it was Xiao Chen who told Chu Hanyang the rumor with a wild smile, and Chu Hanyang couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and finally shook his head, and continued to look for Qing Ming pretending not to know.

"Ah Qing, have you been working hard recently?" Chu Hanyang frowned and asked worriedly.

Xiao Chen paused, turned his face to the side, and stuffed two grapes into his mouth.

Qing Ming was taken aback for a moment, his dark star pupils were full of puzzlement.

Chu Hanyang tried his best not to laugh, frowned, and looked at him slightly worried.

"I see that you don't look very good recently. Have you worked too hard? Actually, it doesn't have to be like this. Just let the people below do the work. Don't make yourself too hard."

Qing Ming was taken aback again, the expression on his face changed rapidly, and finally he opened his mouth, unable to say anything.

With his back on his back, Xiao Chen shook his shoulders twice, and slammed a handful of grapes into his mouth.

Chu Hanyang sighed, and patted Qingming on the shoulder.

"Let's rest early today. You've exhausted yourself so much, those who don't know think I'm treating my subordinates harshly."

Qingming paused for a moment, then moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but finally swallowed all the words, and responded with a muffled sound.

Chu Hanyang waved his hand to let him go down, until Qingming's figure completely disappeared from sight, Xiao Chen spat out the remaining grapes in his mouth with a puff, and fell down on the couch, beating the bed board and laughing wildly.

Chu Hanyang pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Chu Xiaodao, you are too bad, do you see that your guard's face is turning blue from holding back?"

Chu Hanyang laughed a few times and snorted: "How about it, have you confirmed it this time?"

Xiao Chen leaned on the couch without any image, crossed one leg, squinted his eyes and laughed.

"You still have the nerve to say that he doesn't move you even if he holds back like this, it only shows that he has awe and loyalty to you, but it may not be emotional."

Chu Hanyang curled his lips and couldn't help sneering: "Can you hold back like this without being emotional?"

Xiao Chen smiled slowly, his charming eyes were like silk, sparkling in his eyes, which made the hearts of those who saw it tremble slightly.

"Xiaodao, if I rolled into a man's arms like that, he would feel it too, let alone someone as stunning as you."

Chu Hanyang lowered his head and squinted at him: "Then what else do you want?"

Xiao Chen curled his lips, his eyes were full of calculations: "Do you want to try?"

Chu Hanyang stared at him for a moment, knowing that he had bad intentions, but still couldn't help but nodded.

Xiao Chen got up from the couch in a jerk, and lay down next to Chu Hanyang's ear, muttering for a while.

"It's actually very simple to judge whether a man is really emotional or not."

Chu Hanyang's brows and eyes moved slightly, Xiao Chen's voice was soft and hoarse, provocatively tickling his ears.

"When he is jealous of others because of you, then he really likes you."

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows, his fox-like peach blossom eyes were full of charm, and there was a hint of temptation in his voice: "How about it, Chu Xiaodao, do you want to see how that man loves you like crazy?"

Chu Hanyang was silent for a while, neither objecting nor agreeing. After a while, a low voice sounded in the room.

"I'll think about it again." The voice was soft as if it had never appeared.

Xiao Chen looked at the thoughtful Chu Hanyang and smiled meaningfully, blinked his eyes, and had a calculation in his mind.

That night, Chu Hanyang didn't deliberately torment Qingming any more, and obediently put on his clothes and slept in his arms.

And Qingming finally breathed a sigh of relief quietly, finally able to sleep soundly and soundly, but she always felt that something was missing in her heart.

He looked at Chu Hanyang's sleeping face for a long time, and finally planted a light kiss on the top of his hair, tightening his embrace, and then closed his eyes.

In the middle of the night, a scream pierced through the silent night, waking the two of them up instantly. Qing Ming stood up instantly when she turned over, and held Zhaoying in her hand, while Chu Hanyang also sat up at the same time Come on, my eyes are still a little hazy.

"What's going on, go and see."

Chu Hanyang frowned, put on a coat casually and said to Qingming in a deep voice.

Qing Ming nodded in response, pushed the door and walked out, but as soon as he got outside, even though he was as calm as he was, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The screaming person was a maid on duty, but no one paid attention to her, and everyone's eyes fell on the people in the courtyard.

The blood stained a large area of ​​land, and a person fell in front of Chu Hanyang's courtyard, his body was broken and horrified.

The human skin was ripped off, only one face was left facing the door of Chu Hanyang's room, Qingming recognized at a glance that it was not someone else, it was the previous valley owner, Chu Hentian.

Qingming glanced around coldly, but he didn't see the guards who were supposed to be on duty. His eyes suddenly darkened, and he turned over to the roof. Sure enough, he saw the corpses of several guards, and three of them were still wearing blood-cloaked guards. .

Who is it that can enter and leave the Valley of Absolute Sword like no one else?

Qing Ming felt a little uneasy in his heart. The other party could sneak in here so easily, break through the guards, kill the guards, and let him and Chu Hanyang not notice at the same time. Who has such a great ability?

When did such a number one master appear in the arena?

And why did the other party kill the bodyguard, skin the body of Chu Hentian and throw it here?

Qing Ming's face darkened slightly, and he glanced around, but he didn't see Xie Luo's figure.

It stands to reason that it should be Xie Luo's duty to protect the valley owner, why is he not here at this time?

He walked up to the three fallen blood-clothed guards, examined them carefully, but suddenly opened his eyes wide.

When Qing Ming returned to the room, Chu Hanyang had already got up and sat on the chair with his clothes on. After listening to Qing Ming's reply, he waved his hand slightly.

"Xie Luo was sent by me, but if the other party can kill people under the noses of you and me, I don't know which god came out of the mountain."

Qing Ming frowned: "My lord, do you want to send some more people over to guard?"

Chu Hanyang stared at the door and shook his head: "Even you and I didn't notice it, so it's useless to call other people. Let someone clean up the outside and call Xiao Chen over."

"Yes." Qing Ming bowed and turned to leave.

Chu Hanyang sat calmly on the chair, tapped the armrest of the chair lightly with his right index finger, his eyes were deep.

No one knew what Chu Hanyang and Xiao Chen had said at night, and it wasn't until dawn that Xiao Chen rubbed his eyes and came out of the house.

Qing Ming walked into the room without even looking at him, only to see that Chu Hanyang was already lying on the bed and fast asleep, with a trace of red marks on his cheeks, as if someone had pinched him.

Qingming's eyes sank for a moment, and he stepped forward to carefully tuck the quilt up for him, and then combed his hair. Chu Hanyang fell into a deep sleep without even noticing it.

In the end, he stared at Chu Hanyang for a while, then put down the bed curtain, and walked out quietly, while Xiao Chen was waiting for him outside.

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