The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

It seemed that something was poking into the clothes, it was so soft and real, like a human hand, Xiangong Ling frowned, and wanted to wave his hand away, the feeling of being unable to move tightly held him again .

Fortunately, the line of sight is clear.

After getting used to it for a while, he moved his eyes reluctantly, and leaned down awkwardly, only to catch a glimpse of a bent figure.

"..." It's really a person.

His senses were much duller, his body was not functioning well, and his mind seemed to be in a state of confusion, which can be described as a mess.But the warm touch seemed to have penetrating power, and the slow illusion of perception stretched the time, making it almost like being tortured.

It took him a long time to realize what that person was doing.

The other party was used to it countless times, and the jade fingers were neatly knotted... It was actually dressing him.

The man never raised his head. From this angle, he could only see the waterfall-like blue hair under his jade crown, and a little bit of white side face. Simple movements in his palm can be interpreted into another kind of moonlight and clear wind. , just like his impression, clear and clean, it is difficult for people to feel offended.

After tidying up the coat, I saw another pair of plain...obscene trousers beside the jade finger.

It was chaos at first, but now it was even more confused. After repeatedly confirming what was in his hand, Xiangong Ling looked down belatedly.

...Fortunately, it's still there.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but he had to tense up again in the next moment. The experience of changing his inner shirt just now made him realize what that person was going to do.

It's hard for him to accept no matter how non-offensive this person is, the situation is urgent and he is anxious, he subconsciously wants to lift his leg to kick over, but then realizes that he can't control his body.

It was too late to react.His whole body was already gaining momentum, and the sudden internal struggle seemed to have a weak effect. His calf was raised a few inches, and it was difficult to move forward. It was difficult to maintain the suspended state for a long time, and he fell straight back.

"Crack." He heard the sound of his legs colliding with the bed board under him, the sound was so small that it reached his ears.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he caught sight of the man's uplifted face in an instant. The bright moon was bright and clean, turning back and forth a thousand times, and the cold eyes reflected a subtle glamor in the dense light, like ink flattened, Hit it deep.

After a long time, he has always carved this eyebrow.

Just when I was about to distinguish it, the black color really covered the sky and covered the sky in front of my eyes, it was black.He thought it was over, but the warmth that he had managed to get rid of began to linger again, and an indistinct tingling electric current rushed straight from the tailbone to the back, paralyzing the already almost numb nerves , the toes curled up involuntarily and were stimulated.

……what happened?

He couldn't help panting, and instinctively resisted and struggled. After a burst of shortness of breath, he finally broke free from the restraints, and he woke up directly, with sweat on his forehead. He still couldn't slow down after waking up. Shrouded in that illusion, I couldn't tell where Jinxi was.

He was already a light sleeper, so he couldn't fall asleep after tossing around like this, but now a string is tense, and it's still dark outside, and thinking about getting up early, he turned over again, throwing away the messy dream In the back of your head, force yourself not to think about anything.He was a little empty, and the sail body occasionally encountered a strong current, and began to creak and scream, with a slight rhythm, but it was not too noisy. With the help of this quiet rhythm and the remaining confused energy, he also Can go to sleep again.

But the time was not too long, and now it was disturbed by the shrill howling outside.

In the end, he had nothing to do, so he listened to the wind for a long time, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and then got up to go.Pushing open the door and looking out at the sky, it was still very dark, but he woke up so many times, he didn't want to go back to rest anymore.

He was about to take a step, but suddenly paused, he bent down, and picked up the neatly folded clothes placed at the door. After a rough comparison, he was not far from his own stature. When he hesitated, he knocked on the door again, and when he came out again, he was already fully dressed.

He gently stroked the crown of hair with one hand, a little unaccustomed to it, and then tidied away the few strands of hair that were exposed outside, and then sat in front of the sail again, waiting for the dawn.

The sail was moving slowly in the air, but now it began to land obviously.

Coming.

At a glance, the thick fog mixed with moisture came oncoming, blocking a large area of ​​sight, until after a long time, the fog gradually thinned, and almost at the same time, the sail body hit the ground with a "bang".

Xiangong Ling stood up, and looked sideways at the woman who appeared at an unknown time. The latter noticed that she was nodding at him, turned her back and went inside, picked up a sleeping little man and fell to the ground. On the shoulder, he kicked open the half-closed door.

Xian Gongling looked at the actions of Meng Lang who came down again and again, but hesitated to speak, thinking that she was so indifferent and unaware back then, and began to reflect again.

Fortunately, Mo Yuan's movements seem to be rough, but her movements are smooth and steady. The little girl is leaning on her shoulders, and she is still sleeping soundly after all this. I didn't care about it anymore, and walked down the steps in a few steps.Mo Yuan followed closely behind, and there was still a short distance to the ground. She held down the little man with one hand, and put the sail directly into her sleeve with the other hand.

The dawn of the Buddha has passed, and the sun shines unsparingly all over the mountains and rivers. When it was at its peak, he couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly. The light fell on the long eyelashes and turned into a warm golden color, and it also dyed into the shallow eyes. He fainted a little bit in a daze.

"That place is the exhausted spirit, do you know it?"

Xiangong Ling woke up like a dream, he lowered his gaze, "I haven't been here for a long time, I don't know how it has changed."

Mo Yuan smiled knowingly: "Now it's the Qingling election day, the old ones are updated, and the nature is renewed day by day."

Recruitment contest?Xiangong Ling was a little surprised. He remembered that the unified recruitment day for Qing Ling was set differently for each session, but the one with the latest time had to be at least once every 50 years.

After leaving the realm of self-cultivation, another 23 years have passed in his world, but the time axis is running, and at least 50 years have passed here.

Fifty years, in the mortal world, is the majority of human life, even in a technologically advanced world, 50 years is enough to change an era.

Although time has passed, he was not unprepared, but now if he really wanted to face it head-on, he was timid.Even ten years, he is also afraid.

"You just reminisce about the past, I still have an order, so I'm leaving."

After all, he really dodged away without looking back, and disappeared from sight, as if he was here just to protect him, with an increasingly unpredictable purpose.

The mountain protection formation of the Lingling Sect has always been strict and well-organized, with the exception of the trial stage. If it is during other periods, he must not be able to get in.

Along the way, he didn't meet any acquaintances. He made a mistake when he asked people for news. He picked some relatively young faces to inquire. This person is obviously not a disciple of Qingling.

"Elder Mo?" The man became slightly puzzled, he didn't dare to make a decision for a moment, he just said: "Maybe there is. However, I know about Senior Yin Key."

Xiangong Ling asked again: "Daoist friend, have you ever heard of Lingsi Zhenjun?" It's a bit strange to talk about himself, but right now, if he wants to confirm whether he has ever existed, this is a very quick shortcut.

Hearing this, the man's pupils lit up slightly, "Of course I know."

His words ignited hope for Xiangong Ling, and this hope came very quickly, like fireworks that shot straight into the sky, bright and dazzling, and then fleeting.

"Fellow daoists are making fun of me, aren't you? The Taoist Master Ling Si was famous in all directions during the battle between Taoism and demons decades ago. He defeated demons and sought Taoism. No more smells."

Daoist battle?Famous everywhere?

There was a buzzing sound in Xiangongling's mind, without any real feeling, his lips moved: "... where is his disciple, Yue Lixian?"

The man almost thought that the other party was amusing himself, but seeing that the hesitation he showed did not seem to be fake, he also murmured in his heart for a moment, although it was strange, he still recalled it seriously.

"...I don't know, it's unheard of. The source of the turmoil in that year's battle was not only the demon cultivators headed by the Qiandu Sect, but also the appearance of an unprecedented large-scale puppet corpses. In addition, the opening of the Xuanxi Great Realm made it extremely chaotic. , is also very tragic, so many capable people have died, if it is in such a situation, the person you mentioned may not necessarily die, right?"

Xiangong Ling was heartbroken, he hastily thanked him, and his steps of returning were a little vain.

The person who was questioned by him didn't know what he was thinking of, so he stopped him suddenly and asked, "Dao... Fellow Daoist asked about these old things, what is his identity?"

For some reason, this person in front of him always gave him a sense of disobedience, as if he had been derailed from this world for a long time, but he could hardly fade away as he walked. Cai, at the beginning, he didn't think it was too eye-catching, but after looking at it again, he became more and more frightened, and he couldn't believe that he was a thing in the pool.

Now the shallow eyes seem to have forgotten to cover up something, and they turned their eyes to the side and glanced at them lightly and calmly, but they were condensed into cold ice, out of politeness, and wiped away something that didn't look like a smile. Suddenly, he didn't reply, and the person who asked the question seemed to be stunned, and he just stood there for a long time and lost his word.

Xian Gongling didn't know whether he should continue to sneak in, he didn't give up, and asked the two of them one after another, one of them was a disciple of the inner sect of Qingling, neither of them knew Yue Lixian.

This time, he was a little lost.

In the span of 23 years, it seems to draw a boundary for what happened in this world. The memories that can easily touch emotions in the past are also dusty. , It is difficult to affect the mood as before.He still remembers that he always thought he would forget it because he was able to remember it occasionally, almost as a habit.

But in the past 23 years, personal matters have always been so shallow, and he has become increasingly confused about who he should be.

Feelings are such a weird thing, and now that he found nothing and lost his trace, he realized that he had become sick with longing.

The author has something to say: the way of expression tries to give the desire to survive (in fact, it is a bit of a chee...)