Happy Travels [Smiling Proudly]

It was already afternoon when Li Mubai woke up, Wen Xiang Nephrite was in his arms, naked and hugging each other.When my hands touched the soft, greasy, delicate skin of this person, my heart almost jumped out of my stomach, but it was hard to let go.Caressing the jade-like person in his arms, the bruises and bite marks on his body, rubbing the dried blood on his fingers.Last night Furong Chunxiao was vividly remembered, her figure was graceful, panting and groaning, sometimes tactfully, sometimes high-pitched, she tried her best, time and time again, lingering until dawn, but tried the "Eighteen Forms of Longyang" It's all over, well, the name should be changed.

He secretly blamed himself for not being able to control himself, which made Dongfang faint. He also blamed Dongfang for not calling for a stop, and for not letting him stop at all...

She blushed for a while, and thought about it, "Is it really drugged?"

Checked the pulse of the person in his arms, the pulse condition was much calmer, and the dryness and heat had dissipated, so it should be all right.

With a groan, I moved my body, and my lower body was sore and sore.Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself hugging Xiaobai naked, with bruises and bite marks all over his body.Recalling before... pulling the little guy over, and then...

"Xiaobai..." He propped himself up, but he was so sore that he couldn't move...

Seeing the person in his arms got up and fell on him again, he hugged him quickly, and asked in a warm voice: "Dongfang, how is it, are you uncomfortable?" Seeing the mess on the messy bed sheet, it was indeed a slap in the face. hand……

"I...I want to..."

Surprised, his body trembled, his whole body was stiff, his face was full of shock, Dongfang turned his head to look at it, feeling strange.

Li Mubai hesitated for a long time, then murmured: "You...you...you want more?"

Dongfang Bai was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, pinched the soft flesh on her waist, gave the dumbfounded a look, and said angrily: "Little guy, what are you talking about. I can't move... hug... hug me to take a bath... ..."

There was a pain in her waist, the breath in her ears was like blue, her face couldn't help but flushed again, and she carefully carried her to the bathroom.

The bathroom is on the side of the hall. The bathtub inside is not too big, but it is extraordinarily delicate and cute. The floor is covered with a white velvet carpet, which is soft to the touch and can absorb water.The walls are surrounded by finely carved white marble flowers and sketches, and the cliffs and waterfalls can be seen outside the round window, and the clouds and the sun are shameful.

Holding Dongfang into the pool, rubbing and washing her...

"The officials haven't touched my servant's body enough~" Dongfang Bai looked at the blushing little idiot in front of him, and suddenly became playful.

The little boy was even more stunned, blushing as if about to bleed, staring at her, faltering: "I... I, I..." Suddenly, his heart sank, and he smiled evilly on his blushing face, " I just haven’t touched enough, I still want it.”

Holding the goblin into his arms with one hand, he covered her chest with the other hand, kneading her wantonly without being polite.

Kissing the bright red lips in front of her eyes, she smiled triumphantly and said, "How?"

Dongfang Bai realized that he had really underestimated this brash little guy, he was weak all over, and limp in this man's arms, "Xiaobai... that's enough... I... have no strength..."

Knowing that Dongfang couldn't bear it, he closed his hand in a sly manner, looked at Dongfang Bai, with a serious expression on his face: "Who gave you the medicine last night?" Li Mubai felt that the relationship between the two had developed to this point, what happened was fine, but if it was because of the medicine ...

Um?Drugs?Heh~ Does this idiot think that someone has drugged me? "No one, it's the result of my practice." If someone prescribed medicine to me, would I not know?

Practicing kung fu... Is it "Sunflower Treasure", if you want to practice magical skills, you can draw a knife from the palace... Men can go from the palace, but if they are women, they must not disembowel themselves.Moreover, the side effect of practicing Qigong is a great increase in sexual desire, so men don't need to self-contain, they can solve it by themselves, why bother to hurt themselves, the harm is definitely not the only one. "Dongfang, you should stop practicing. You are now 'the best in the world' in martial arts, so you don't have to."

"Hehe~ Xiaobai, you say that I am the best in martial arts in the world, which one is Xiaobai?" This little guy, even if he stops, it is useless, let alone if he does not advance, he will retreat.

"I……"

Reaching out to cover the little guy's lips, he said with a light smile, "It's okay, I have you, you can't let me down."

This... this... is this enough reason to be affectionate, and immediately replied: "I will not let you down!"

"Also, don't lie to me, lie to me. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise you will kill me and make it into a wet corpse, which will last forever and be placed on Heimuya, and will never leave you!"

"Heh~" Dumb.

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The sleeping hall has been restored to its original state, the bed has been replaced with new bedding, and the mess from last night no longer exists.Dongfang Bai's body was not well, he continued to rest on the bed after bathing and eating, pillowed on Li Mubai's lap, eyes slightly closed, extremely lazy.

Li Mubai caressed Dongfang's soft and beautiful back, parted a strand of hair that covered his eyebrows and eyes, put it behind his ear, and whispered: "Let me rub it for you, okay?"

The beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't want to open them, she lazily said: "I haven't rubbed enough... Is it because I am hot, or are you dissatisfied with desire... Hmm?"

"No way, who is dissatisfied with desire." You are obviously the one who is holding on to someone, so why do you make me dissatisfied with desire.

Dongfang Bai didn't bother to answer, so he let out a muffled snort.

The leader celebrated the saint's birthday and held a seven-day banquet, but the second day's banquet had already begun, and the leader couldn't make it in time, so he didn't plan to go.Thinking of what happened at the banquet yesterday, Xiang Wentian... "Dongfang, I think Xiang Wentian knows that Ren Woxing is not dead."

Um?Why did you mention this, "So what?"

"Do you think he will know where Ren Woxing is imprisoned?" This man really, why didn't he pay attention to it? The old fox said that he didn't really know where Ren Woxing was locked up, otherwise he wouldn't be so interested in that painting. Still staring at Feifei all the time, maybe he was thinking about "Guangling San".

Dongfang turned over and lay on Li Mubai's side, pondering: "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"I saw him staring at Yingying all the time." You can't say that you discovered it because you were staring at the painting, otherwise you have to ask why it is related to the painting, so what should you do.

Dongfang stretched out his hand and pinched Li Mubai's waist, and said angrily, "Hmph~ Did you keep staring at Xiang Wentian, or at Yingying? Hmm?"

"Hiss—it hurts! I didn't stare at Yingying, I just saw it by chance."

If you really want to stare at Yingying, you won't have to pick out your little guy's eyeballs. "Hmph~ Even if Xiang Wentian knows, it doesn't matter. He can use it as a bargaining chip at most. Since I can tolerate her, why should he bother to give up everything now and fight against me. Even if Xiang Wentian wants to save her, it may not be possible. Saved."

That's what he said, but if Xiang Wentian really went to save Ren Woxing, if he ran into Linghu Chong, he would still be rescued.

"Why didn't you kill Ren Woxing?"

"Some people are not something you can kill just because you want to."

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In the next few days of banquets, the leader did not attend, or because of this, more and more heroes attached to the gods came, and the guests at the banquet were free, fighting wine, guessing and playing jars, and in the end they were as drunk as ooze.Occasionally, some would get more excited as they drank, and brawl in the hall with the help of alcohol.

Tong Baixiong thinks that he has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the divine religion, regards it as his own responsibility to carry forward the divine religion, and is also a life-and-death friend with the Dongfang brothers.Especially he sneered at the obscene method of stabbing a knife desperately behind the back of that person with a gentle face.Tong Baixiong was fighting with Shangguan Yun for wine, and in a daze he made Shangguan Yun's old white noodles into monkey butts, hahaha, laughed three times, and shouted: "Shangguan Yun! You can't do it! You can't drink me!"

Shangguan Yun shook his head, stared at his eyes like copper bells, pointed at the double image in front of him, and said, "You... you... this... bear-like..." He fell down on the table and couldn't get up .

"Hahaha, just say you can't do it!" Tong Baixiong blushed, patted the table and laughed.Suddenly he noticed someone staring at him, looked up, it was Yang Lianting, the corner of his mouth curled up, his eyes kept looking away, he didn't know what to say to Xiang Wentian, it must be something bad.Tong Baixiong slapped the wine glass on the table, got up and went to Yang Lianting, pointed at his nose and cursed: "Yang Lianting! Are you talking bad about me!"

Seeing Yang Lianting put down his wine glass leisurely, without looking at Tong Baixiong, he sneered and said, "Elder Tong, I don't even look at you, do you still need the manager to speak ill of you?" Slowly refilling the glass.

Tong Baixiong, who was emboldened by drinking, was not afraid of anything, directly grabbed Yang Lianting's skirt, and lifted him up, "Bastard! What are you! What do you think of me!"

Yang Lianting was not suitable for martial arts training, nor strong and powerful, and had no strength to fight back. Tong Baixiong picked him up and scolded him, and then he was thrown out directly.The food and drinks on the long table were spilled all over the floor, the plates fell to the ground with a rattling sound, and some people around who had disliked Yang Lianting for a long time cheered loudly with the strength of the wine...

Xiang Wentian didn't want to join in the fun, so he got up and left.

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The last two days of banquets were made up of people messing around, so Ren Yingying didn't have to go anymore, so Li Mubai made an appointment to go to the pavilion to learn piano.

Passing through the peach garden, I didn't see Ren Yingying, but I saw a tall and straight man standing in the pavilion, with his back to Li Mubai, looking up at the moon, and there were wine utensils on the stone table.I thought, "Coincidence? It seems that the date has changed."

Li Mubai stood outside the pavilion with his qin in his arms, and said with a smile, "I don't want to be so leisurely and leisurely, drink wine and watch the moon here."

Seeing that man turned around, with a look of sudden realization, he replied with a smile: "Haha, so it's Mr. Bai. It's Mr. Xiang who took Mr. Bai's place. Forgive me, forgive me." Then he stretched out his hand to signal Li Mubai to sit down, and then Pick up a wine cup and add wine.

Originally it was a meeting with Yingying to play the qin, but it was a different person, even though the arrangement was like this, she did not hesitate, put down the Yaoqin and sat down, and took the wine cup. "Thank you. I came here to meet people for entertainment. I didn't expect to meet Xiang Youshi. It's really a destiny."

Xiang Wentian glanced at the Yaoqin wrapped in cloth, stroked his long beard, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Mr. Bai has an appointment to play the piano, can you please stay with me?"

This person didn't want to leave at all, and he pretended to be the third person, acting like a set. "Naturally, I'm not good at rhythm. Seeing that Miss Ren is proficient in the qin and flute, I have the audacity to ask for advice."

Xiang Wentian raised his head and drank one, sighed: "Good wine!" "Compared to the rhythm, in the whole Blackwood Cliff, only Qu Yang is the best. It's a pity that Elder Qu has disappeared, and I don't think he will be there again." I can't hear the intoxicating 'Guangling San' anymore, alas..." With a long sigh, he said again: "Don't blame Mr. Bai, Xiang Mou thought of his old brother, felt sorry for a moment, and expressed his feelings."

It's really spicy after one mouthful.When this person mentioned Qu Yang, did he come for the score?Or is it Qu Yang's hiding place?It seems that it is better for Feifei to stay at Heimuya, otherwise he will be stopped on the road.Replied to him: "It turns out that Shi Xiangyou is also a music lover. Hehe, it's a pity that I can't hear Elder Qu's piano sound. If other people who are good at rhythm can play Guangling San, it's also good."

Seeing Xiang Wentian shook his head and sighed: "I can't hear it, Mr. Bai doesn't know, Elder Qu rarely plays in front of people, and Elder Qu has always carried the sheet music of Guangling San with him, now Elder Qu doesn't know where it is. Naturally, no one knows how to play Guangling San."

Hehe, is it for the sheet music? "It's really a pity, but I also got a sheet music. It's really written by Elder Qu and his friends. I was lucky enough to hear it. It's so wonderful that I yearn for it. That's why I have the audacity to ask Miss Ren to learn the piano."

Xiang Wentian was obviously interested, and asked closer, "Oh? Mr. Bai got Elder Qu's score, it seems that Mr. Qu appreciates it."

"Where is it, Xiang Youshi was joking, but Elder Qu asked me to pass this song on to the world. If Xiang Youshi likes it, I will copy a copy for you next time." Although "The Song of Swordsman" is a good song , but not as famous as "Guangling San", it seems that he wants to settle for second best?

Naturally, Xiang Wentian didn't shirk, and cupped his fists to show his thanks, "Then I would like to thank you, Young Master, for giving me the score."

I have to try it out to see if he is collecting calligraphy, paintings and music scores, and said with a smile: "reciprocity, it would be good if you gave me a gift from the envoy to the right earlier, and also the music score. I saw that the envoy to the right seemed to be a gift to Elder Mo If you are interested in famous paintings, you must have a great talent on the right side, who is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Xiang Wentian's smile obviously paused, he turned to drink a glass of wine, and replied: "Haha, the young master has won the prize. I, Xiang Wentian, am just a brute, so I don't know how to know these things, I'm just looking."

Sure enough...he is very sensitive to the word "qinqi, calligraphy and painting", so he already knows? "It's because Xiang Youshi is too modest. Xiang Youshi loves Guanglingsan so much, and also knows how to appreciate Fan Zhongli's "Journey through Streams and Mountains", four kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you can appreciate it, you are a great talent."

"Hahaha, Mr. Bai is too good at boasting, the old man is just a rough man..."

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In the study room, Dongfang Bai was looking at the recent secret report of the Five Sacred Sword Sect at the table, "Zuo Lengchan is celebrating his birthday, and wants to invite the other four sects to discuss and combine them."

He shook the note between his fingers casually, hung it on the candle, and burned it up. "Oh, little trick."

"Xuan Si sees the leader." Suddenly saw a person kneeling in the room, his appearance was ordinary and his clothes were ordinary, he came and went without a trace, his breathing was so subtle that he could hardly detect it.

Dongfang Bai cast a glance at the underground people, and asked calmly: "How is Xiangyou doing these days?"

"Report to the leader, send to the right..."

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"Oh? She said that Ambassador Xiang You is interested in "A Journey Through Mountains and Streams" and likes music, chess, calligraphy and painting?" The leader narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Reporting to the leader, Mr. Bai and the envoy to the right really said so." Xuanzi's dark guard is good at breath and light work, coupled with the ability to know lip language, and is very good at monitoring and tracking. Even if the opponent's martial arts is strong, as long as he stands at a distance , it cannot be detected.

"Understood, call Xuan Liu." After saying that, the kneeling person disappeared.

Dongfang Bai slapped the table with his palm, and kneaded the paper into balls, ""Guangling San", "Traveling in Mountains and Streams", 'qin', 'chess', 'book' and 'painting', let me do what I want...Xiang Wentian... ...Li Mubai...how did you know? Or..."