Why is it always you in time travel

Master Chen was never an ambitious Jianghu man who smelted weapons. When he was young, he just wanted to be a blacksmith, but at that time he met the wife of the master who had a heart higher than the sky, and gradually established Luomei Castle.Luomei Fort recruited brothers from all walks of life and became a complete military organization. Since then, it has been neither good nor evil, but it only wants to support hundreds of mouths and live a stable life.

However, the castle owner's wife was not willing to be mediocre, so she stepped onto the smelting platform herself, read a lot about the strange stories about the magic soldiers, day after day, and finally pushed Luomei Castle into a conflict of interests invisibly.It was also from that moment that the young castle master was completely doomed to go on the road of no return.

Today, people from the martial arts entered Luomei Castle, detonating many years of hidden dangers in an instant. Even if Lord Chen didn't want to be involved in these troubles, he had to respond. Except for the brothers in the castle, he even sent out all the gods and people. , to resist the forces of the rivers and lakes.There was no peace in the entire Luomei Fort, the eyes were red and red, and everyone was killing each other for a little-known Zijin.

The Master of the Young Castle walked out with his sword in hand, and when he approached the door, he suddenly stopped. There was a blunt sound on the door frame, and an exquisite dagger was deeply pierced into the wood.He turned his head sideways and met Shang Xiaoman's bright red eyes, the girl shook her head and shed tears.

"It's too late," he laughed, wiping the tears off her face with his fingers, and said, "I don't want to lose either, but you know, there is no day when Zijin sword disappears, there is no day when these people give up, or , I can kill them all."

Xiaoman was so choked up that he couldn't speak, his throat seemed to be blocked by something hard, and it was difficult to breathe smoothly.

The man bent his eyes again and asked, "Do you think I can kill them all?" The girl still didn't answer, but the tears fell more violently, so he continued with a low smile, "You might as well give it a try." gone?"

Hua Luo didn't force her way out, but just looked at her gently with a relaxed smile.

After waiting for a while, Xiaoman's expression became more and more painful, but the tears finally stopped, and under his gaze, he moved his wrist, slowly pulling the dagger back as if unwillingly.

Zijin slashed open the bolt that was locked from the outside with his sword, and the moment before the door opened, the man suddenly turned around and quickly touched the girl's acupuncture points.Xiaoman's eyes were stunned, and he watched him walk out of the room, the door was half opened, and the scene outside the courtyard was incomplete, but the only fragment of the scene was enough to shock.

The reason why the sound of the sword is so close is that someone has already killed in this courtyard...

The master of Shaobao seemed to not be able to see the shadow of the sword, but Zijin's sword moved when he heard the blood, with a faint cold blue light.

"Zijin Sword!"

I don't know who saw the sword first, and I don't know how he recognized it, so he yelled out suddenly amidst the noise of people.The scene seemed to be at a standstill, with both greedy eyes staring at him. The Young Castle Lord smiled and crossed the blade, before the attacks came from all directions, he pre-empted the attack and swung a few sword flowers sharply.

Before everyone could see clearly, several hidden weapons had been knocked to the ground by "Keng Keng", and one of them was shot impartially into the neck of a person not far away. Lost his mind for a moment, his head was chopped off by a man in Luomei Castle with a knife.

There were a few inconspicuous breathing sounds from around, the young castle master held his sword and walked towards the courtyard, no one dared to get close to the place he stepped in, and retreated inch by inch following his steps.

He smiled and said, "Don't you want this sword?"

No one answered.

The master of Shaobao loosened his wrist, and the sword hung loosely between his fingers. He raised his arm to signal the people around him to take it. Seeing that no one dared to respond, he tilted his head and pretended to be puzzled: "How can I give it to you? You don't want it anymore?"

The fight in the courtyard stopped because he spoke, everyone seemed to have forgotten their purpose, stopped their moves, and fell silent strangely.However, after a while, a person suddenly had bruised veins on his forehead, he raised his knife and wanted to fight him.

The eyes of the young castle master who was still smiling suddenly sank, and he picked up the Zijin sword again with his useless hand, and cut across the front of the man, with warm blood spraying all over his face. He looked at it coldly without blinking. The man fell to the ground.

Drops of blood rolled down to the corner of his lips little by little, the Young Castle Master stretched out his tongue to lick it away, and smiled again.

"Aren't you thinking that you want to force me to use the negative kung fu technique, go crazy, and let you win without a fight? But what about after that?" He raised his sword tip and pointed at the crowd, halfway across the courtyard. Circle, asked happily, "There are so many of you, how do you plan to share a sword?"

The faces of those people changed, and they looked stupid as if they hadn't considered this issue beforehand.

The Master of the Young Castle saw it interestingly, and reminded: "If any of you get this sword, you will only live as one; if no one can get it..." At this point, he finally suppressed his false sneer, and continued viciously, "I can only live alone."

After speaking, without waiting for others to respond, he moved forward with his sword and took the lives of two more people in the blink of an eye.

Those two people are both familiar masters in the Jianghu. Zijin Sword's murderous aura is overwhelming. Cut two wounds.

This incident aroused the desire to survive in the courtyard, and at the same time, they became more eager to win. They actually felt that the young castle master's own skill is not so unfathomable, and the joint attack might really make Zijin sword change hands... As for what happened afterwards , Who will become the new master is a matter that needs to be considered later.

Such a consensus was reached in an instant without words, and everyone attacked him one after another.The people of Luomeibao were eager to protect the lord, and while actively intercepting those people's moves, they formed a flesh wall to block the lord of Shaobao.The sword has no eyes, after all, the young castle master is the target of public criticism, and more messy wounds soon appeared on his body.

The girl inside the door looked out from the inside, she was so anxious that her face was full of tears, but the acupoints were imprisoned and she couldn't move, she struggled for a long time, her tendons were almost injured by the shock.

A person in the yard swung a knife and slashed at the back of the Young Castle Master. Xiaoman stared, and at that moment he was furious, and finally broke through the acupuncture point, and a stream of blood spilled from his lips.

Before he could rush to the courtyard, the knife had already slashed the person. The young castle master frowned in pain, gritted his teeth and turned back, and suddenly saw the girl's figure blocking the second knife for him, and the blade slashed cruelly on the top of her forehead. In the middle, his eyes were tearing apart.

Xiao Man's slender body was still supporting himself, his left hand tightly clenched the man's hands on the handle of the knife, his right hand held the exquisite dagger in his sleeve, and inserted it into his chest accurately with all his strength.

The man dropped the knife, pushed her hard, and struggled back a few steps.

"Xiaoman..." The young castle master caught her body, the girl's pupils had begun to slacken, she looked at him and smiled, the blood on her forehead stained the corners of her eyes, probably because of unbearable stimulation, she slowly closed her eyes.

The master of Shaobao tightened his arms, Wu Yan hugged her body tightly between his arms, in order to prevent her body from falling to the ground, he stopped moving half a step, at this point he couldn't bear it anymore, and finally resorted to the negative moves that generate power.

His mind was in chaos, and the only person in the world who wanted to keep died because of him, as if the meaning of all desires had come to an abrupt stop.

Swords and enemies flashed in front of him one by one. The young castle master was full of murderous desires and didn't know how to take precautions. While taking the lives of those people, he was stabbed several times in the body.He was so red-eyed, he couldn't tell the difference between the enemy and the enemy, everyone around him swung their sabers at each other, and in the end even his own people were also killed and injured by the sword.

I don't know how long it took, but there was no one standing in the courtyard. The Lord of the Young Castle supported his body with his Zijin sword, and his arms firmly supported Xiao Man, who had already lost his breath. Vague.

Vaguely, one could be seen struggling to stand up, approaching him with a knife raised, the Young Castle Master smiled, closed his eyes completely and waited, and then heard a muffled groan unexpectedly, and when he tried to open his eyes again, there was a jade sword in front of him The one who smoked the cigarette was dressed in spotless white clothes, like a spectator outside the theater.

"you win……"

The blood blinded the eyes, making it impossible to see the expression of the person who came.

"Do you regret it?"

The master of the young castle smiled lowly.

"If Xiaoman doesn't die... then... don't regret it..."

"So you still regret it?"

The Master of the Young Castle laughed more clearly, his body was getting heavier and heavier, he looked up at him hard, and replied: "It's not regret...it's hate you..."

Song Yu smiled lightly, unable to tell whether he was happy or not, and replied indifferently: "If you didn't harm Ah Rui, I really wouldn't be able to do this. I promised him to try to be a good person, but now it's just adding fuel to the flames. Just bring the ending you deserve before your eyes."

"And then?" The Young Castle Master taunted with a bit of joy in his weak tone, "You still can't save him...I'm dead...and I'll watch him die..."

"Try it," Song Yu took a step closer, picked him up with a sword, ignored the girl's fallen body, carried him to the room, and said, "There is no worse possibility for me. , It’s just to let him die in front of me again. And if he is still alive, I will definitely protect him from now on, this is the whole purpose of saving him.”

Master Shaobao's fingers trembled slightly, unable to protect Xiao Man, thinking that he would die too, and finally gave up struggling in vain, bent his lips and closed his eyes.

The light was covered by the eyelids, and the scenes flashed in the mind, like the revolving lanterns in the world.

Thinking back to that day more than ten years ago, he heard the sound of crying outside Xiaoman's room, knew the truth of everything, and felt hatred from then on; I just wonder why I never noticed this thing before, but I didn't doubt it too much. All the records in the secret book stimulate people's desire to grow, and there is no turning back...

The past passed by, and a few months ago, it was the time when he went mad and his life was about to end.

Another soul of Chen Zijin broke in without warning. He thought it was a chance given to him by God, but it turned out that it still ended in tragedy.

Things can be regarded as clear now, the cause planted bit by bit, the fruit of fate is doomed.

If there is an afterlife, I only hope that there will be no hatred, no fighting for fame and power, and a stable life...

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Spring comes to melt the snow, and it is more than a month in a blink of an eye.

It would be an exaggeration to say that the turmoil of that day almost ruined half of the ranking list of Jianghu. From the top of Luomei Castle to the foot of the mountain, corpses were scattered all over the field, and the white snow and green field were all dyed bloody red.

The situation of martial arts has changed dramatically, the government stays out of the matter, does not intervene, and the common people avoid it. The timid should be ignorant, and the bold just watch the excitement.

For a whole month, the deeds faded away, but the storyteller never let it go. In order to attract tea drinkers, he told vividly in the museum every day.

"However, after the fierce fight that day, Lord Chen understood the righteousness, and resolutely threw that rare divine weapon into the smelting pool, melting it into a puddle of molten iron. From then on, there will be no Zijin sword in the world..."

Someone in the seat was eating melon seeds and was so curious that he asked urgently: "The Zijin sword is gone, so is the Young Castle Master dead?"

This question aroused everyone's interest, and they echoed the question one after another.

However, the storyteller didn't seem to know the answer, his expression was calm, he was stroking his beard and shaking his head, which whetted the appetite of the listener.

Not far away, sitting at a table against the wall was a tea eater, dressed in white jade smoke, listening to stories and waiting for others.

After a while, someone sat next to him, listened to a few words of the story, laughed in a low voice, and asked the crowd vaguely: "I am alive, but I don't know when I will wake up."

Song Yu's face was expressionless.

The person who came was Pavilion Master Zhang of Wancao Pavilion. He took out a small bottle of medicine from his sleeve and put it on the table. There is no antidote for the soul-inducing poison, otherwise, if you can find it, you will save the effort of fumbling around."

Song Yu nodded, took the medicine bottle to his palm and stroked it, thinking it was the seventh trial medicine of this month, it was a trivial matter if it didn't work, I was really afraid that Chen Zijin would suffer from it.

However, the man's next words gave him a little bit more hope, saying: "This time it may be right, I ate some for that god-riding 'Little Eagle', and now I'm torturing him, and I still know how painful it is. "

Song Yu tightened his fingers and took another look at the medicine bottle.

"Would it be possible that the poison will not be cured, but it will make people stupid?"

Pavilion Master Zhang narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and cast his eyes away: "Unless I am stupid, if I am a healer and feed people out of order, how dare I be the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Grass Pavilion?"

The man bent his lips when he heard the words, and accepted it with confidence.The purpose of this trip was achieved, so he made a gesture to leave, and hurried back to the mountain.

Pavilion Master Zhang stopped him and asked a few more questions in a low voice.

"Mr. Song, actually, I didn't really want to understand the truth you explained to me last time. You said that the current young castle master is not the previous young castle master, and that the person who was poisoned is the current young castle master, but not the previous young castle master. Young castle masters, although I am born superstitious, I can't figure it out, so how many young castle masters are there?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Governor Zhang is so smart, he can guess everything. I told you clearly about this matter, can you still not figure it out?"

Hua Luo clenched the porcelain bottle tightly, smiled and nodded at him, and left the tea pavilion.

The person behind him half turned back to look at him, his eyes half clear, half puzzled, and murmured with interest: "Just let me guess, I can guess a lot, but the more you talk about it, the more strange it is... Really So interesting..."

The building is filled with the fragrance of tea.

Song Yu came out of the teahouse and returned to the mountain with the medicine bottle without delay.

That day when the killing stopped, Castle Master Chen led people to clear the way, started killing, and finally rushed to the parent-child courtyard, where there were corpses all over the ground, his eyes were reddened, and he broke into the bedroom in the courtyard, unexpectedly saw the man guarding the bedside Song Yu.

Master Chen stamped his feet, waved back the brothers who were following him, and walked into the room calmly.

Song Yu opened his mouth in front of him, raised his eyes and said, "If you want to save him, don't make a fuss about it, destroy that Zijin sword, and announce to the public that there is no such sword anymore."

Chen Baozhu confirmed with worry and frowned: "Can you save him?"

Song Yu nodded: "I will do my best to save him."

It was a half lie - he rescued his son's body, but what was hidden in the body was not the young castle master himself.

Song Yu would not feel guilty for this lie, let alone someone who would feel guilty about it. There is no good or evil, right or wrong in his heart, only that after two lifetimes of calamity, he can no longer lose Chen Zijin's kind Powerlessness.

Lord Chen didn't pursue the question any further, he put his hopes on this line, and did a complete aftermath according to what he said.

Today it is today.

The wound on the man on the bed was healed, his complexion was getting better, and he was able to feed liquid food smoothly, but he didn't move at all every day. Song Yu didn't say anything, and he didn't know who to tell. He could only massage his muscles in silence, hoping Pavilion Master Zhang can develop the antidote as soon as possible.

However, this thought is just an unsure expectation, because even if the poison of attracting souls is cured, Song Yu can't guarantee that Chen Zijin can wake up intact. There is no scientific basis for such a thing, and what he said Faith can only be judged by intuition, and you can only and must have faith.

Song Yu opened the medicine bottle, fed the new antidote into Chen Zijin's mouth, took half a cup of tea from the side, then bent down and carefully handed it to him.

The lips were a little dry, Song Yu put the lips in his mouth and licked them for a moment, then slowly held the warm palm under the quilt.

People from various branches of the Wulin League withdrew to the League City one after another, and the position of the head of the Qiangu Pavilion fell through, and the position of the head of the Wancao Pavilion was temporarily handed over to the head of the Wancao Pavilion Zhang.Pavilion Master Zhang stayed in Yancheng because of the antidote, so he took the two pavilions to stay here.

In addition to these two pavilions, the other pavilion that returned late was Shaking Mountain Pavilion.

Pavilion Master Huang ran for several days to deal with the aftermath, coming up to Luomeibao Mountain from time to time to find Song Yu to discuss matters.

On this day, this man came again swinging two huge hammers. Song Yu heard the voice and walked out of the room to meet him.Pavilion Master Huang was impatient by nature, so he was not too polite to him, so he started to talk about business: "Leader Song, our Wulin League came here to defend Taoism, the killing caused by the Zijin sword was quite serious, and many brothers in the alliance were killed or injured. Most of the brothers who died still have family members, and the matter of comforting the family members has basically been done today... But there is still one thing that I don't understand. My attitude towards God Yu, even... even Luomeibao, I..."

"I understand." Song Yu could basically guess what he wanted to express. Luomeibao is now integrated with Shenyu, and he is definitely not a decent and good character in the matter of Zijinjian. No matter how you say it, the martial arts Many people died because of this. How could the Wulin League, which has always guarded the righteous way, calm things down so easily and not make an end to this "underworld". , Master Chen melted the Zijin sword and burned the Zijin secret book, which is considered to have cut off the source of evil. If brothers still can't understand, give me some more time, and I will explain it myself in the future. If you still can't agree with it at that time , I can relinquish the position of leader to others."

Pavilion Master Huang's eyes widened when he heard this, and he hurriedly waved his head to stop him: "Leader Song, it's not good for you to say that, we can talk about anything, brothers are all reasonable, you can't just say no to this leader Do it, or who will you leave it to? We have trusted you all these years!"

Song Yushun smiled slightly, and didn't want to argue about this matter, anyway, the more important thing in front of him could only be Chen Zijin, and it would not be too late to think about other things in the future.

Pavilion Master Huang could see his emotions, and after he got down to business, he scratched his head and asked in concern, "Master Song, how is your wife?"

Song Yu glanced sideways at the half-closed window rail, and didn't know how to answer, so he could only sigh helplessly: "I don't know."

Pavilion Master Huang frowned, unable to think of words of comfort.In the end, it was Song Yu who took the initiative to speak again, casually said a few words of comfort to himself, and responded by the way.

After talking about some meaningless conversations in bits and pieces, after Pavilion Master Huang left, Song Yu's heart became more and more heavy.

In fact, the casualness and pretending to be free and easy in the past has already accumulated a lot of pressure. In the memory of the past, he has never been fearless. Before meeting Chen Zijin, he had no worries.But just after meeting this person, he felt weakness, fear, scruples, and fear, as if there was nothing he hadn't experienced before.

When facing life and death last time, the fire spread so fast that Song Yu didn't have time to think about anything else. He just wanted to hug Chen Zijin tightly, and if he could hide him tightly in his arms, he wouldn't have to go through this Just a catastrophe... At that time, I didn't think much about it. When I opened my eyes in a flash, he was already in a different era, surrounded by all kinds of strangers, and the only one who couldn't find him in the world was Ah Rui.

Until Chen Zijin appeared later, Song Yu thought that in the future they would be free from the shackles of their previous identities, and they would be complete if they could stay together forever.

Maybe it was due to retribution for asking too much, or maybe it was because of the fate that he could not escape no matter what life he lived. After all, Chen Zijin was not able to be fully protected by him, and fell into a situation where life and death were uncertain again.

In spring, the branches sprouted buds.

It is said that the spring on the high mountains should come later, but the new leaves still can't stand their sharp tips.

Song Yu's eyes were gloomy, he thought too far, put all the darkness in his heart into his mind, stretched out his hand to caress the branch absently, suddenly thought with a smile, this time he really didn't dare to greedily ask for more.

If he has to pay an equal price to achieve what he wants, he is willing to exchange himself - as long as Chen Zijin can wake up, why should he spare his life.

This is very selfish, but selfishness doesn't matter, he really can't bear this kind of torture, it would be better for that uncle policeman who always makes troubles to bear the torture...

I don't know how long I thought about it.

Movement and stillness all around, neither enters the eyes, nor enters the ears.

The tender and thin leaves are unbearable to be crushed by fingers, and the blue-yellow juice stains the lines of wet fingertips.

A gust of cold spring breeze blew up, Song Yu finally came back to his senses, planning to turn back and go back to his room, staying by the side of the person who would wake up at some point.

Fang was about to turn around when there was a sudden sound from behind, probably because he had been distracted for so long that he hadn't heard the movement of the person coming.His mind was in chaos, and his heart was beating like a drum.

The person behind slowly leaned on his back, put his palm on his shoulder, and let out a short laugh in a low hoarse voice.

The taste was so familiar, Song Yu didn't have time to turn around, and immediately covered his shoulders with palms, tightened his strength suddenly, and held him firmly, lest he disappear in the blink of an eye.

The person behind stretched out his other arm to encircle him, speaking with a smile.

"Why do you always make you wait for me..."

Song Yu bent his lips upon hearing this.

——Fortunately, the wait was not in vain.

Now it is a blessing to wait for him to return, no matter how long it takes to wait...

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Extra

Recently, the martial arts league has been very lively. Since the Zijin turmoil in Jianghu subsided, many new things have happened one after another.The most eye-catching one among them is related to Pavilion Master Zhang of Wancao Pavilion.

This Pavilion Master Zhang is gentle, with a gentle face, familiar with Qi Huang, knows all kinds of herbs, and hangs pots to help the world. He is quite popular.When the Martial Arts Alliance's Liangu Pavilion had an accident, there was no one in the position of the leader of the Liangu Pavilion, and it was this Pavilion Master Zhang who took over for a period of time.

How do you know that from generation to generation, Pavilion Master Zhang can't get up and down from this one.I don't know who spread the rumor, saying that this practitioner of medicine made the antidote to the legendary soul-inducing poison of God's Sect, and rescued the wife of the leader of the Song Dynasty.

Everyone didn't know about this, and even the people in the alliance were confused and chatted with great interest.Later, some people couldn't bear it anymore, so they cheekily pretended to be acquainted, and ran to the person concerned to beat around the bush.

Pavilion Master Zhang immediately understood the meaning of those words, smiled lightly, and solved the confusion in everyone's mind: "Lying the soul? Yes, I solved it. What's the matter? It's just poison. Is it difficult to solve it? What's the problem?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Since then, their understanding of Wancao Pavilion has been refreshed, and their admiration for Pavilion Master Zhang has risen to a new height.Song Yu followed the trend, and no longer bothered to find a more suitable candidate, and completely let this person take charge of the two pavilions.

Since then, Wancao Pavilion and Qiangu Pavilion have been merged into one, Zhang Pavilion's main medicine, Shi Qidu, has been very busy.

The Shuangge Pavilion here became the focus of discussion, and the Shaking Mountain Pavilion over there was not willing to be lonely, and it was very lively.

Speaking of it, it was actually Chen Zijin's credit.

After waking up, Chen Zijin always chased the Huang Pavilion master of the Shaking Mountain Pavilion to run around in the League City, eager to clear his name.

"I'm really a man, Pavilion Master Huang! Pavilion Master Huang, I can prove it to you! Come and see my Adam's apple! Pavilion Master Huang, don't run away!" Chen Zijin pulled his collar and chased after him.

The burly man in the front was flushed with holding a hammer, muttering "do not look at evil" all the way.

Chen Zijin looked so much lighter than him, but after chasing him for a few days, he failed to catch up with him, and was so angry that he threw himself on the bed and rolled, and when he was tired, he caught Song Yu and bit him, blaming him for buckling him. I can't really take off the hat of personality change.

Song Yu got impatient from being bitten, pressed the man's shoulders and pressed down, lowered his head to cover those complaining mouths, and kissed until quiet.

Chen Zijin's violent temper was slowly kissed away, and the noise turned into a sticky moan, and he climbed his arms on the man's shoulders, opening his body to have a hearty love affair with him.

On the second day, they continued to chase after each other, living a lively life.

Later, people in the whole League City got used to it. As soon as they saw Pavilion Master Huang panicking while carrying a hammer, they would stand on the ground and say hello rationally, then waited motionless, and greeted the Lady Leader's wife after a while.

Chen Zijin was so angry that he was dying. He had never met such an honest person with such a mental retardation in all these years. It's fine if he can't tell the gender of others, why can't he listen to the explanation?

Pissed off, pissed off!

What's even more exasperating is the attitude of the people in Mengcheng. They have all kinds of thoughts, but none of them really thought about exploring the truth. Instead, they happily opened a gambling table, betting with money from his gender, It was such a joy.

Chen Zijin really wanted to knock open their heads one by one to see what was inside.

However, this kind of tug-of-war wears patience, and in the end one of the parties must give up the entanglement first if you want to have a result. Uncle the policeman has no choice but to be the one who admits defeat first.After Chen Zijin was forced to think about it, he stopped chasing Pavilion Master Huang every day, and Pavilion Master Huang heaved a sigh of relief.

The alliance city gradually returned to tranquility.

It was another sunny day, and Chen Zijin, who had long forgotten about it, followed Song Yu in the practice room. He had flipped through several martial arts secret books these days, and he didn't know how much he had distinguished between yin and yang.

The martial arts practiced by Song Yu's current body is inherently masculine. In order to be safe, he simply took Chen Zijin to practice his own martial arts. Those kung fu in the past, regardless of yin and yang, simply did not touch them. In this way, he avoided accidents to the greatest extent Obsessed.At the same time, Chen Zijin, who was still not used to the martial arts in this world, picked up the previous set of Sanda again, grasping and fighting, and regained his feeling with each move.

Naturally, the other person in the practice room became the object of practice.

"Come again!" Chen Zijin raised his arm to wipe off the sweat on his forehead. His naked upper body was covered with fine sweat, but his muscles were quite inconspicuous, his complexion was fair, and his 17-year-old physique looked extremely immature.

Looking at this body, Song Yu felt a little bit hesitant to do it. He recalled the vigorous policeman uncle, although he loved it very much, but at least his strong body would not make him shy about making moves.

"Why don't you take a break?"

Chen Zijin was slightly taken aback, his clenched fists relaxed, and he asked amusedly, "You've only practiced a few times and you need to rest?"

The man's teasing eyes lingered on his waist, pretending to be serious and replied: "I'm afraid you will break it."

As usual, Chen Zijin would have kicked him long ago, but today is different, probably because he is used to these jokes, instead of being angry, he teased freely: "Isn't it just muscles? Give me another ten years and see if I can get rid of it." Can't practice back to what it used to be? On the contrary, it's you, Boss Song, don't be too old to move."

Song Yu's eyebrows moved slightly.

Are you kidding me, he is only around 20 now, not to mention another ten years, even after another [-] years, he will still be able to live forever.

The man wanted to get closer, pretending to give him some color, and narrowing his eyes slightly, he hugged him close, his chest pressed against each other, and beads of sweat mixed together vaguely, he lowered his head and said: "It's great to talk loudly, but right now Judging from the situation, it seems that you can't turn around in any aspect."

"Are you quite proud?" Chen Zijin said "tsk tsk" twice, and without turning his head, he kissed the approaching lips, not displeased that the sweat on the man's back was sticky and his arms were getting tighter and tighter.

Song Yu originally planned to have a taste of it, as a taste of martial arts, but Chen Zijin was so enthusiastic, his flexible tongue was very active in his mouth, and the slender legs under him were even more restless, squeezing between his legs Finally, slightly lifted one of them to tease his sleeping desire.

The breathing between the nostrils gradually sank, and the thing under Song Yu's body was inevitably awakened, and the gentle force of the palm was mixed with strength, which seemed to push him down on the spot.

Chen Zijin opened his eyes, but pushed him away with his shoulder at this moment, and said with a smile, "Wait a minute."

The man didn't say a word, but looked at him clearly, instantly seeing through his bad intentions.

Chen Zijin didn't feel guilty when he was seen through, he showed an eager expression with exaggerated acting skills, and looked at him embarrassingly: "People have three urgencies, can you understand?" Without waiting for his answer, he walked away happily.

Song Yu watched his performance under a small tent, and it was funny until everyone disappeared, thinking that he should be reminded to go out and put on clothes, the majestic "Mrs. Leader", running half-naked is really outrageous.

Here, Chen Zijin ran out of the practice room, although he deliberately teased him, but he really wanted to solve his "personal problems", so he took this opportunity to really go to the latrine.

The huts in this world are very different from the conditions of the times he lived in. Among other things, the semi-outdoor style made Chen Zijin awkward for a long time, but fortunately he finally got used to it now.

Chen Zijin was standing unrestrained in the hut, but by chance, another person came running not far away, rushed into the room next to him in a hurry, it seemed that he couldn't bear it anymore.He recognized the person with a glance from the corner of the eye, and without thinking too much at the moment, he turned his head and greeted him in a good mood: "Pavilion Master Huang, are you in such a hurry?"

"Yeah..." The burly man next door sighed briskly and relieved his urgent need.

After a while, the air was stagnant.

Chen Zijin still hasn't come to his senses, the previous matter about his gender has long been forgotten, and he doesn't take it to heart at the moment, but Pavilion Master Huang was quite frightened, and stood motionless in the hut after the toilet, His eyes widened, looking at him like a ghost.

Chen Zijin met Cheng Liang's eyes, and the BGM sounded in his head: eyes staring like copper bells, shooting lightning-like shrewdness...

The spring breeze blows, caressing the branches and leaves in the courtyard.

People in the Martial Arts League found out that Pavilion Master Huang of the Shaking Mountain Pavilion had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation that day, and had always had a sad expression on his face, as if he could cry at any time.On the contrary, the leader's wife didn't know what kind of happy event she experienced, she was cheerful all day long.

In the pharmacy of Wancao Pavilion, Pavilion Master Zhang "comforted" the big hammer who was about to cry while grinding the medicinal materials: "If you say you are stupid, you still insist on being stupid. Can you tell if you are a man or a woman? You can't tell the difference." Don't ask, just be self-righteous, and if you don't catch him in the latrine, you will treat him as a girl for the rest of your life? Before he woke up, Song League leader stayed in Luomei Castle every day to guard him, and you Haven't thought about why? You idiot really make me sigh."

Pavilion Master Huang clutched his heart, nodded while listening to the training, and asked weakly: "Then he and our leader..."

Pavilion Master Zhang glanced at him with a slight smile, and the answer was contained in his eyes.

From this day on, the Huang Pavilion owner of the Shaking Mountain Pavilion fell into a new round of entanglements.

Chen Zijin was in Song Yu's room, lying on the bed laughing so hard that he couldn't get up.

"What's this called? This is called 'unintentionally planting willows and willows into shades'. I think I chased him and explained how hard it was to chase him those days, but he still refused to listen!"

Seeing him smile, Song Yu turned off the light and climbed onto the bed to listen to his continued provocation.

"Are you dumbfounded hahaha!" Chen Zijin slapped the man's chest loudly, "In my last 30 years of life, I have never encountered such a funny thing hahaha..."

Chen Zijin is not a weak and weak beauty, and it would hurt anyone to pat him like this a few times. Although Song Yu didn't stop him explicitly, he grabbed that hand calmly and held it, not letting him continue beating. go down.It wasn't until he was exhausted from laughing that he calmly poured cold water on him and said, "Well, now the one who thinks you are a woman the most knows the truth, what should I do next?"

"What should I do?" Chen Zijin was still happy, but didn't react.

Song Yuming said: "Actually, many people in the League know that you are a man, but most of them deliberately don't think too much about it. Now that this issue is brought to light, I don't think people in this era have the same attitude towards this matter. optimistic."

Chen Zijin understood what he meant, and was a little more serious than before, but the smile on that face still didn't fade away, and he still said happily: "Actually, you said so much, aren't you just afraid that I will be affected, are you kidding?" Do you think I was a little bit entangled when I said I would come out? It’s none of my business what other people think or think.”

The curvature of the corners of Song Yu's lips became more and more obvious with his words, and Chen Zijin's hand was still held by him, and he moved closer to him, and said: "Song Yu, so many things have happened, like this Don’t worry about such trivial things as farts, right?”

Song Yu laughed lowly, nodded and said, "That's true."

Chen Zijin suddenly became sensational.

"No matter what happens, it's impossible for us to separate," he said, showing a bit of guilt, "And now I should really express my attitude... Song Yu, the justice in my heart has never been It hasn't changed, but it's clear to me that you are above everything."

Hearing this, Song Yu felt indescribable.

In fact, these words have been lingering in Chen Zijin's mind for a long time. The strange fate of him and Song Yu brought them here to live a new life. Every day he experiences here deepens his feelings for this person, and every moment Not changing his concept and cognition subtly.

In this world, the reason why each life is different from others is because there are emotions that lead the soul. No one can 100% become a template under the rules and regulations. Normal people will store a superhuman being in their hearts. The object that almost rules exist.

Now that he has finally seen his selfishness clearly, he feels extremely relaxed and calm, so why bother to distinguish right from wrong like before—because only Song Yu can make him have no principles.

Chen Zijin was so full of words that he could only say one sentence, and he turned his head embarrassingly