This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

Feng Ci has no experience in kissing, and he can't understand why lovers always like to express their love in this way.

It's not a simple touch of flesh, what can be special?

But now, he understands a little bit.

Pei Qianyue's lips were unexpectedly soft and slightly cool. Gently stick it on, but it is like electricity, and a little tingling stimulation rises from the depths of the spinal cord.

Feng Ci's lips parted when she touched her lips, she raised her head, and saw Fang's blank love.

How interesting.

Feng Ci couldn't help laughing, and leaned in and kissed again.

It feels like something is wrong.

Feng Ci thought about it, looked up and asked, "Why don't you open your mouth?"

Pei Qianyue in the fantasy world has not left Kunlun yet, and the farthest is to go to Langfeng City. I haven't seen a few outsiders at all, and naturally I haven't seen such a scene.

The little snake demon couldn't even care about the difficulties, and a pair of reddish and moist eyes were full of confusion: "You in the end—"

Fengci seized the opportunity and kissed again.

He recalled the scene he saw, the tip of his tongue slowly swept his lips and teeth, prying open a little and digging in, his movements were jerky and patient.

Gradually, the people under her finally stopped struggling.

The hands that were trying to push back also lost their strength, and the palms moved to Fengci's waist at some point.

The shape of the two people turned instantly.

The kisses that were a hundred times fiercer than before were overwhelming.

The initiative was completely deprived, and the cold hand tightly clasped Feng Ci's wrist, locking all his escape possibilities. Feng Ci was dizzy by this aggressive kiss, and even felt that Pei Qianyue didn't kiss him, but wanted to eat him.

Not long after, he tasted blood in his mouth.

The kiss was just mastered by Fengci. For him, it was more fun to tease and bully Fang.

It's completely different now.

The siege-like kiss made Feng Ci almost suffocate, but whether it was the increasingly **** smell in the mouth, or the body that was completely controlled and unable to move, it gave him a kind of unprecedented Unfamiliar pleasure.

This is how it feels…

Feng Ci's mind was chaotic, but his body softened unconsciously, and only heavy breathing could be heard in his ears.

I don't know if it's his or Pei Qianyue's.

It seemed that Feng Ci was a little breathless, and the raging movement between the lips and teeth gradually calmed down, but still did not leave completely. The cool tip of his tongue licked his lips lightly, sweeping away the blood beads oozing from the small wound.

Feng Ci's lips were so numb that it didn't look like his own. He lay down on the grass and raised his eyelids: "Are you a dog?"

The man above made a move, and a soft and low voice sounded: "It's very sweet."

Fang's eyes were no longer as hostile as they were before, Pei Qianyue looked into Fengci's eyes from top to bottom, his eyes were warm and focused, almost greedy, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into heart.

He stroked Feng Ci's lips that had been kissed red by him, and said softly, "Master is so beautiful."

This is their reunion, and Pei Qianyue "sees" him for the first time.

But soon, the light in those eyes dissipated little by little, and a black silk appeared out of thin air, covering those beautiful eyes.

Wind Ci's throat choked.

Pei Qianyue was sucked into the Illusory Spirit Cauldron by the flesh. At this moment, the illusion was broken, and his body would naturally return to its original appearance.

Even if I save him in the fantasy world, nothing will change.

Change can't change...the damage he has suffered over the years.

Fengci asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Pei Qianyue: "What?"

"When he took your eyes," Feng Ci's eyes were dim, and his fingertips gently brushed Pei Qianyue's eyes covered with black silk, "Does it hurt?"

How could it not hurt.

Being deceived by the most cherished person and gouging out both eyes, how can it not hurt?

But Pei Qianyue shook his head: "It's okay."

It's really good.

Fang's magic was very clever, Pei Qianyue almost only felt a sharp sting in his eyes, and he could no longer see.

It was just that at that time, he hadn't adapted to seeing objects with his spiritual power, so he was really flustered.

So, he grabbed Fang's sleeve in a hurry.

"Little Hei, let me go." Fang's voice was still gentle, but it was also so cold that it was like falling into an ice cellar.

Pei Qianyue may never be so embarrassed again in this life, he curled up on the stone bed in pain, blood and tears were still streaming from his eyes, his pale hands tightly grasped the square sleeves, as if grasping A lifesaver.

"Don't go." He begged in a low voice, "I can give you anything, don't go."

Fang just sighed.

"But I have other things to do now." The young man pulled out his sleeves from his hands a little bit, leaned over to his ear, and said warmly, "Xiao Hei, you believe me, it won't take long I'll be back, the...the real me."

"So, be nice."

Pei Qianyue returned from the memory and smiled softly: "I think about it later, I only felt that I was stupid at that time and would be deceived by a body. Maybe Rong Ji was right, I It's really crazy."

At that time, he didn't seem weird, but it's been a thousand years, so long that it almost drives him crazy, so long that he desperately wants to seize any slightest hope.

Feng Ci whispered: "No way."

"Well, you can't afford me." Pei Qianyue didn't see any anger or reproach on his face, he raised his hand and gently brushed his temples, "So, the master must be Make up for me."

Words: "Good."

He raised his head and kissed the corner of Pei Qianyue's lips lightly.

The gentle touch is easy to separate, Pei Qianyue was slightly taken aback, and smiled: "Is that enough?"

Words: "…"

He seriously reflected on why he instantly understood what Pei Qianyue meant, and looked away with a guilty conscience: "You start first."

Pei Qianyue didn't care and pulled Feng Ci from the ground.

Feng Ci has time to look around.

The cedar forest of the two of them was messed up by the fight just now.

Fengci looked around, looked up at the sky again, and asked, "What should we do now?"

According to common sense, as long as the person trapped in the illusion is awake, the illusion will automatically disappear. But not here. The illusion seemed to stop Pei Qianyue's awake moment, the environment did not change, and time did not pass.

Pei Qianyue did not answer, but instead asked: "Why is the master here?"

Feng Ci said: "I'll save you."

Pei Qianyue heard what he meant and frowned: "You entered by yourself?"

"Yeah." Feng Ci was righteous, "Why, only you are allowed to save me, and I am not allowed to save you?"

Pei Qianyue fell silent.

He paused for a moment, and then asked, "Does the master know how to leave the Magic Spirit Cauldron?"

The wind said truthfully: "I don't know."

"You—"

Feng Ci forced him to speak first: "You push me away, when you are sucked in by this thing, do you know how to get out?"

Pei Qianyue fell silent again.

the device itself."

"Well." Pei Qianyue asked, "Where is it?"

"Well..." Feng Ci thought about it for a while, and said sternly, "The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge, go back first."

Pei Qianyue: "…"

***

The two returned to the original cave.

The cave has also become a mess, and Pei Qianyue, who is in a rage, ignores it.

The two stepped on the gravel to the depths of the cave and saw the cold body.

Feng Cixian was angry when he saw the corpse, but Pei Qianyue was not worried about it. He felt around for a moment and shook his head: "I can't live here anymore, I'm afraid I can only spend one night in the wild tonight."

Wind said: "It's okay."

This is not the first time he has lived in the wild, and he is not so squeamish.

Pei Qianyue went to the depths of the cave to get some hay to make a floor, Feng Ci squatted beside the corpse, and remembered one more thing: "So you will fight 'him' later?"

Feng Ci still remembers that when they met at Folding Sword Villa, the young Pei Qianyue's cultivation had improved compared to a hundred years.

Pei Qianyue replied softly, but did not look up: "I realized at that time that he was not the real master, so I chased after him in anger, he left Lingwu Mountain and fought him one."

Fashion: "And then?"

Of course not.

The flesh puppet has just been tricked into offering sacrifices from Pei Qianyue, and it has not yet fully integrated to restore all its spiritual power.

But Pei Qianyue also just lost both eyes, and it is very inconvenient to move. It is normal to lose to the side.

Pei Qianyue said: "I was seriously injured, but fortunately, Sword Master Rongji heard his master wake up during the day, and he was not at ease, so he went to investigate near Lingwu Mountain."

"He saved my life and brought me back to Langfeng City to recover."

Wind Ci's eyes moved slightly.

Pei Qianyue has always been a loner, Feng Ci rarely hears him mention other people's names, but this Langfeng City is the city owner, and he frequently mentions it many times.

Fengci felt a little strange at first, but I didn't understand it until today.

It was to save his life.

Pei Qianyue is actually a very simple-minded person. In his cognition, as long as someone can save him in distress, he will trust with all his heart. Even when he first tested Feng Ci for details, he used the pretense of being in danger to test whether Feng Ci would save him.

From then on, Feng Ci didn't save his life back then, so he lost a thousand years and a pair of eyes.

what."

Pei Qianyue moved.

He tilted his head subconsciously, but quickly returned to normal, and said lightly: "Well, it's pretty good."

The candle was extinguished long ago when they were fighting, and the whole cave was only illuminated by a faint moonlight leaking in from the gap above. Pei Qianyue stood in the dark, Feng Ci couldn't see his feelings, and naturally he didn't see the faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Pei Qianyue continued: "After my injury was healed, it was Jianzun Rongji who accompanied me to find traces of the body until the last moment of his life."

For this story, I listen to Pei Qianyue.

Rong Ji's fellow disciple, the precept elder of Langfeng City, secretly cast a poisonous curse on Rong Ji because of jealousy, which caused him to be seriously injured while defending the enemy, and eventually died unfortunately.

When he was about to die, he handed over the position of the Lord of Langfeng City to Pei Qianyue, so that the latter Langfeng City united the six gates and founded the Immortal League.

At that time, he was to accompany Pei Qianyue to find his body.

Feng Ci made a muffled "Oh", but didn't answer.

When the light dimmed, Pei Qianyue returned. Holding a soft hay mat that can be spread on the ground in his arms, he leaned over slightly: "Master doesn't seem to be happy?"

"No way." Fengci looked away, "When you're done, go away, and get angry when you see this."

He got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Pei Qianyue.

"Fang is the one who laughed with the master." Pei Qianyue said, "Rong Ji regards the sword as his life, and he approached me because he didn't want to get some lost swordsmanship from me at first. As for the later, It is because of the master's reverence and want to find out the truth."

"Why are you explaining this to me?" Feng Ci turned his head and didn't look at him, "I didn't misunderstand."

Pei Qianyue: "No?"

He leaned in the direction of Fengci and sniffed lightly: "But I can smell the sour smell."

Wind Words: "Feng Xiaohei!"

Pei Qianyue hurriedly stood up, and there was still a little smile in his voice: "Also, Langfeng City's facial-preserving technique is not well cultivated. For example, the precept elder, I have known him for hundreds of years. By then, he was already like that."

Rong Ji is also the elder brother of the precepts.

The image in Feng Ci's brain suddenly changed from a young and handsome sword fairy to an old man with white hair.

Words: "…"

The smile on Pei Qianyue's face was barely concealed, Feng Ci's ears were hot, and he didn't dare to look at him at all. His sight wandered all over the cave, and finally landed on the corpse at his feet.

"It's all my fault." Feng Ci raised his palm and slapped it hard, instantly turning the corpse into powder.

- Qianqiu Shengzun is a ruthless person, angry, even his own body.

Feng Ci didn't even look at the corpse that was crushed to ashes, turned around and walked quickly out of the cave. On the other hand, Pei Qianyue still stood there, bowed his head slightly, and was a little lost.

Ashes, he really did it.

After a while, a frantic voice came out: "What are you in a daze, it's not fast!"

Pei Qianyue restrained his heart, and a smile appeared on his lips again: "That's it."