You are not allowed to become a demon through books

Yang was stunned, and then furious. He didn't bother to study Jiang Ling's charming smile, and wanted to chase after him.

Jiang Ling grabbed him and said, "Don't go."

Lu Zhuoyang was so angry that he jumped up and said in the direction Yaobaihu ran away: "My chicken!"

Jiang Ling dragged him to prevent him from leaving, and said, "I'll get it for you later."

Lu Zhuoyang could only sit down beside him, and asked unhappily: "What are you thinking? It's weird to keep staring at me and smiling." He stared at Jiang Ling's eyes for five seconds, and asked again, " You can't be lying when you say 'everything is fine'?"

Jiang Ling didn't dodge or evade, looked back at him, and said, "Why did you lie to you. I just watched you think of something."

Lu Zhuoyang said disdainfully: "I guess it's nothing good."

"You guessed wrong this time." Jiang Ling said, "Do you want to know what I saw today?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "I asked you what would you say?"

"En." Jiang Ling nodded.

Lu Zhuoyang followed good advice and asked, "Then what did you see today?"

Jiang Ling said: "The big family in the city is marrying a daughter."

"Someone got married?" Lu Zhuoyang said, "It's a happy event. Have you asked for candy?"

Jiang Ling groped into his bosom, and sure enough, he found some preserved fruits wrapped in oiled paper: "There were flowers and sweets along the way, so I asked for a few."

"Are you really going to ask for it?" Lu Zhuoyang just asked casually. He didn't expect to get candies. He hesitated to pick up a preserved fruit, removed the oiled paper and prepared to stuff it into his mouth, but seeing Jiang Ling was looking at him, so He turned around and pushed the preserved fruit into Jiang Ling's mouth.

Jiang Ling said vaguely: "Meet some warm-hearted uncles and aunts, they must tell me. The wedding candy is a prize, and the picture is a celebration."

"You still believe this." Lu Zhuoyang smiled, and peeled one for himself, "Is it sweet?"

Jiang Ling said: "Naturally it is sweet."

Lu Zhuoyang put the preserved fruit into his mouth and said, "Tell me, let's see what I think of."

Jiang Ling didn't answer, but lowered his head. He took Lu Zhuoyang's hand and stroked the thin calluses, but he just didn't open his mouth.

"Why don't you say half of it?" Lu Zhuoyang was also impatient, and moved his buttocks twice before leaning forward.

Jiang Ling raised his head and looked at the person in front of him from bottom to top.

His eyebrows and eyes were already beautiful, and this gaze made people feel more affectionate. Lu Zhuoyang felt a little itchy in his heart, and his tone softened immediately: "You, if you have something to say, just say it, don't keep entertaining people."

After some words, Jiang Ling said, "I have been lonely since I was a child. Master raised me by himself, took me to practice, and treated me as my own."

"I know this." Lu Zhuoyang said, he knew Jiang Ling's life experience clearly, "Why did you mention this all of a sudden."

Jiang Ling didn't answer, but continued: "Master has a son and a daughter."

"I know this too." Lu Zhuoyang said again, "Li Yingjie and Li Ruyu are both veterans of Sect Leader Li."

Jiang Ling nodded, and said again: "Master loves both of them very much, and also loves me very much. I thought about kissing me more, and wanting to promise me my junior sister."

"I...don't know about this!!!" Lu Zhuoyang was shocked, "Your junior sister and my senior brother have a very good relationship, you can't break them up."

Jiang Ling gave him a cold look: "What nonsense are you talking about. Don't make noise, wait until I finish."

Lu Zhuoyang twitched for a while: "Say it."

Jiang Ling said: "When Master mentioned it, I thought, 'How is that possible?' I really like Junior Sister, but that's just treating her as my own sister, how can I live my whole life?"

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said: "I originally thought that if the master insisted on this, I would have to marry my junior sister, so I ran away at night."

Lu Zhuoyang's heart moved: "Where are you going?"

"I never thought of it. The world is big, and there is always a place for me." Jiang Ling said, "I just thought, 'If I want to run away, I must catch that stupid man on Yuling Mountain, and I must never let him live happily alone.'"

"Hey...it's none of my business." Lu Zhuoyang wanted to laugh, his nose turned sour, and it took him a long time to realize, "Who are you calling a fool?"

Jiang Ling hooked the corners of his lips, and tightened Lu Zhuoyang's hand: "The uncle and aunt who taught me to ask for sweets said that the groom asked for his wife back, and the two of them will be a family from now on. They will support each other and grow old forever." of.

"I thought about it carefully, and it is impossible for you to support me, and I never counted on it; you are a half-human, half-demon monster, and it will be difficult for me to grow old. No matter how calculated this deal is, I will suffer."

Where did all this go, Lu Zhuoyang was a little confused: "What..."

Before he could continue, Jiang Ling said again: "However, the uncle and aunt also said that a man of seven feet stands up to the sky, and he should not dislike a wife who is a mess. The poor and the poor depend on each other for the rich and the noble. Life is just a fleeting moment. Be responsible. It's gone in the blink of an eye. I think it's right. You are all mine, so I can't despise you. If you suffer, you will suffer."

Lu Zhuoyang: "...what are you talking about?"

Jiang Ling said: "Today is an auspicious day, and we are also married. I won't choose, let's decide on today."

Lu Zhuoyang: "...what are you doing today?"

Jiang Ling said, "Get married."

The author has something to say: touch your chin, this chapter is quite short.

☆, long-winded

Become married?

Lu Zhuoyang was a little shocked, a little overwhelmed, and a little confused.Even so, I couldn't help but feel a little happy in my heart.

He didn't think too much about it from the beginning, he just said that he liked Jiang Ling, and it happened that the other party also liked him, so they came together naturally.I also thought about "a lifetime", but when a man and a woman fall in love, which one does not want to be forever and never be separated when they fall in love?

Other than that, he didn't think about anything more.

The two men don't care that much.

If you like it, stay together; if you don't like it, just say it, so we can get together and leave.

Lu Zhuoyang was careless and sometimes acted foolishly on weekdays, but he could see it very clearly. In his situation, Jiang Ling was willing to make out with him for several years.

Anyway, Jiang Ling is only 19 years old, and he has only just started in the long life of a cultivator of hundreds of years.As for Lu Zhuoyang's careful planning, it only took a few decades.When Jiang Ling was in the prime of his life, he might already be a very old and crappy old man.

Jiang Ling was right.It is impossible to support each other, and you can't count on him; it is even more difficult for a half-human, half-demon monster to stay together forever.No matter how this deal is calculated, Jiang Ling will suffer.

He would say "get married", probably because he was infected by the festive atmosphere of a rich family marrying a daughter, and because he was young and vigorous, he would be whatever he thought of, and when he thought about it in a few years, he might regret it one after another.

In any case, he was a few years older. If Jiang Ling accepted this marriage based on Jiang Ling's joy at the moment, Jiang Ling would hate him in the future.

After a lot of thinking, Lu Zhuoyang was stunned for a while, unable to answer a word.

"Why are you in a daze?" Jiang Ling smiled, his brows and eyes were flying, his eyes were full of joy, but when he spoke, there was a deliberate inconsistency, "I heard that someone is willing to share with you. Is it stupid to be happy when you tie the knot? You are not smart at all, if you are stupid, don't be more annoying."

Lu Zhuoyang came back to his senses, looked into Jiang Ling's eyes, saw his reflection reflected, swallowed, and said with great difficulty: "I can't get married."

"What did you say..." The smile froze on his face.

Jiang Ling probably never thought that there would be a day when Lu Zhuoyang would oppose him, so he was stunned for a while before trying to understand what Lu Zhuoyang just said.

The hurt look flashed by, and he quickly covered it up. His face changed several times, but he didn't dare to ask why—he was afraid of hearing more sad words.

A bad breath was stuck in his heart, and he wanted to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

Lu Zhuoyang consciously reneged on his promise, and couldn't help but say, "Jiang Ling, listen to me—"

Jiang Ling pointed at him: "Shut up! Don't speak!"

Anger, unwillingness, disbelief, sadness and other emotions all converged in one place, making him fly into a rage, the more he thought about it, the more angry he got, he stood up abruptly, turned around and left.

Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly reached out to pull him.The blood in his mouth was completely splashed by the cold water, Jiang Ling's heart was filled with panic, and he pushed hard with his hand.Lu Zhuoyang lost his center of gravity and fell back to the ground.

Jiang Ling didn't turn his head to look at him, and made Nianyou, and quickly made a tactic.The long sword landed firmly in front of his eyes, he turned over and jumped on the sword body, Yujian left, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Ling was arrogant and arrogant, Lu Zhuoyang seldom refused him, and he would agree to anyone who could. This is also a way of being kind to people.

This time he didn't agree, mainly because he was afraid that Jiang Ling would be impulsive and regret it when he was overjoyed.

If Jiang Ling had received such a response in normal times, he should have loudly accused him of being a good boy for taking advantage of it, and then scolded him for being worthless.When he finished counting, at this time Lu Zhuoyang organized his words again, and Xiaozhi's emotion and reason would definitely make Jiang Ling understand his intentions.

What I didn't expect was that Jiang Ling would be so angry and leave without saying a word, unlike him at all.

Lu Zhuoyang raked his hair angrily.

Are you being too self righteous?

Yaobaihu gnawed half a chicken and came back with a cleanly picked chicken bone in his mouth. Lu Zhuoyang grabbed it, snatched the chicken bone and threw it away, pointing to the direction where Jiang Ling Yujian flew away. : "Your grandpa is angry, can you go and accompany him?"

Yao Baihu: "Aww?"

Lu Zhuoyang was heartbroken: "It's all my fault, I made him unhappy."

Yaobaihu struggled to jump out from his embrace, with a sound of "嗤呜", rolled his eyes at him, and galloped away without looking back.

Lu Zhuoyang let out a long sigh.

He sat on the spot for half an hour, but the two of them had no intention of coming back. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Lu Zhuoyang stood up and followed along the trail made by Yao Baihu.

In fact, Jiang Ling didn't go far, at best, he just got out of Lu Zhuoyang's sight.He sat on a tree vine that grew horizontally with his back facing him, as if he didn't hear the slightest movement from far to near, and concentrated on watching the butterflies fluttering among the flowers.Yao Baihu seemed to sense his master's emotions, and lay down on his right hand without making a fuss.

Lu Zhuoyang walked over cautiously, Yao Baihu lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then leaned back and rubbed against Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling raised his hand and patted its head perfunctorily.

This tree and vine was discovered by two people together. It is a pure natural swing. The two of them sat side by side on it. Jiang Ling used some spiritual power to swing back and forth with the tree and vine, and it creaked and floated in the evening wind. Swing away, quite a bit comfortable.

Lu Zhuoyang stood behind a man and a beast, and pushed them, and the vines began to sway slowly like an elderly man.

The moving tree and vine didn't please the white tiger very much. After shaking it twice, it jumped to the ground unbearably. After snorting at the instigator Lu Zhuoyang very disdainfully, it got into the flowers and crushed all kinds of purples and reds to pieces. fall.

Lu Zhuoyang took the opportunity to climb onto the tree vine.

Before he could sit still, a sharp sword was tied to his side by his collar, and the gleaming sword kept shaking, drawing a clear line between the two.

Lu Zhuoyang was silent for a moment, then retracted the half-stretched hand that was about to touch Jiang Ling.

He waited for a while, and after Nianyou stopped trembling, he opened his mouth.

Lu Zhuoyang said: "I..."

Jiang Ling said, "Shut up."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "You..."

Jiang Ling said, "Shut up."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Actually..."

Jiang Ling said, "Get lost."

Lu Zhuoyang sighed: "Hey."

When this man was talking, he didn't give him a hand out of the corner of his eye, and his tone was flat, as if talking to a stranger.

Lu Zhuoyang held the hilt of the sword with both hands, pulled out the murder weapon from the vine with great strength, and carefully threw it aside.With no barrier in the middle, Lu Zhuoyang relaxed a little, and took the opportunity to move to the left.

When he was almost close to the person, Jiang Ling turned his face sideways and gave him a cool look.

Lu Zhuoyang was afraid that Jiang Ling would drive him away if he opened his mouth, so he hurriedly said, "I like you. I like you very much."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a while, and leaned forward and kissed him hard, but the force was not right, his teeth bit on Jiang Ling's lips, and even broke his skin.

Jiang Ling: ...

These actions successfully silenced Jiang Ling's harsh words, and his depressed mood because of "can't get married" got better, and it gave Jiang Bukuai the confidence to question others.

There was no change on his face, and he couldn't see any joy or anger, but Lu Zhuoyang knew that half of his anger had disappeared.As for why he still looks like he doesn't care, he should be waiting for a reasonable explanation from Lu Zhuoyang.

On the way here, Lu Zhuoyang made up a long and eloquent speech, vowing to kill Jiang Ling's whim in the cradle, but when he faced Jiang Ling's pretendingly indifferent eyes, he found that these nonsense words could not even convince him.

I just feel distressed.

He stretched out his hand to caress Jiang Ling's face, and described his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips in detail.

Every part of this man's face seems to have been carved according to his rare appearance, not a cent more, not a cent less, just right, just right, no matter how you look at it, you like it, no matter how you look at it, you are happy.

Or maybe this appearance is not so appropriate, but it is just because of the pleasing feeling that there is no fault in it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to anger you." Lu Zhuoyang said, "I don't want you to regret it."

He said he couldn't get married.But it's not "don't want to".

"The me you see in your eyes now is probably the you in my eyes." Lu Zhuoyang said, "I don't want you to be sad, and I don't want others to bully you. I want to give you the best, and I want to be with you all the time.

"But... I don't have spiritual power. I can't protect you when you need me. Sometimes when my demonic nature breaks out, I will hurt myself and others. My life span is only a few decades. If I'm lucky, I can live for hundreds of years. Years old, but I was an old man at that time, but you still..."

"Whispering." Jiang Ling interrupted him, stared at him for a few breaths with teeth clenched, then moved his lips, and stretched out his hand to caress his face.Before he could react, he squeezed hard, "I know everything I should know. When will you teach me?"

"How dare I teach you." Lu Zhuoyang suffered from the pain, but he didn't hide, he just begged for mercy, "Jiang Xianguan, can you make it easier?"

Jiang Ling let go of his hand, and gently stroked the pinched place: "Whether you want to regret it or not, it's not up to you."

"Hey. What I say doesn't count." Lu Zhuoyang followed the words, and leaned forward to stare at him again, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Jiang Ling lowered his brows, thought carefully, and then jumped off the vine.

Lu Zhuoyang also jumped down, not forgetting to pick up Nianyou: "Then Jiang Xianguan, tell me, what can you do to calm down?"

Jiang Ling took the saber, put it in the scabbard neatly, and stood there for a while.

The broken flowers fluttered up by Yao Baihu fell all over him.

He said: "If you say no again, your leg will be broken."

The author has something to say: naively, I thought this chapter could be concluded =. =

☆, get married

The night was low, and it was an early night of sleep on weekdays, but this day was abnormally brightly lit.

The noisy insects stopped their noise and hid quietly in the shadows of trees and flowers; the stream ding-dong, sparkling on the surface of the water, reflecting the flowers on the cliffs, the broken shadows on the branches, and the dots of brilliance connected together; The moment of silence was broken by swimming fish, and it was shattered into thousands of sparks, stirring up a spring/color.

Under the cliff, in the sky and the earth, one after another lotus fire dances leisurely, connecting two by two, forming a long winding dragon, reflecting a bright road as bright as day in the night at the bottom of the valley.

Lu Zhuoyang and Yao Baihu squatted at the entrance of the cave together, stretching their necks neatly, watching the stretching fire dragon dispel the darkness in the depths of the valley bit by bit.

His legs felt a little numb from squatting, so he straightened his right leg and rubbed it vigorously. While rubbing his calf, he complained to Yao Baihu: "Your grandfather has been lying around for more than an hour. If you don't hurry up, I should give the mosquitoes a lift." Let's go." In order to confirm his words, he raised his hand and slapped his face, and when he spread it out to look at it, he crushed a big mosquito that had eaten enough.

He was about to show off his sharp eyesight and quick hands to Yao Baihu, when he suddenly heard a loud whistle coming from a distance.Yaobaihu got the order, jumped up quickly, shook his fur, and turned into a majestic giant in a blink of an eye.

It bared its long and sharp fangs at Lu Zhuoyang, bent down, and motioned him to go up.Without hesitation, Lu Zhuoyang turned over and sat on Yaobaihu's back.

The white-haired strange beast let out a low growl, bowed to gather strength, stepped forward with its strong and powerful limbs, and stepped into the cluster of flowers under the guidance of the lotus fire.

A man and a beast are running under the long dragon, and the long sweater sleeves are waving in the wind, shining gracefully, quite like a person who is self-cultivating and free and easy.

At the end of the long dragon, a large tree with a round crown has lush branches and leaves, and is covered with a little bit of ice.The night wind swayed and collided with each other lightly, making a crisp sound like a bell.

Lu Zhuoyang jumped off Yaobaihu's back and stood under the ice flower tree, looking up at the temporary fiery trees and silver flowers, he was a little dazed for a moment.

He stretched out his hand to caress a flower of ice, and when the ice met the heat, it turned into water mist and quietly melted into the night.

"Hey--"

Someone called him from behind the tree.

Lu Zhuoyang followed the sound to see that the man was standing in the shadow of the flames, hooking his fingers at him vigorously: "What are you doing here, come here quickly."

The young man had picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth.It's just that against the background of the lotus fire, there is a faint blue in the eyes.In the past, he had covered up his fatigue very well, but now he felt happy, so he relaxed his vigilance a little bit so that people could see the clues, and just now realized that he had damaged his true spirit, and his internal injuries were not fully understood.

Lu Zhuoyang's heart moved, and he walked over quickly.

Jiang Ling took a step back and let his back out.

Under the ice flower tree, there were several lotus fires lingering, Nianyou with the sword and sheath slanted on the ground, and a jar of unopened old wine was placed beside it.

Lu Zhuoyang's lips moved: "This..." This is the wedding hall that Jiang Ling arranged by himself.

"Don't talk." Jiang Ling took his hand, took two steps back, brought him under the tree, pulled him half kneeling on the ground, and then took out two bright red long silk ribbons from his arms.

He shook hands with one silk ribbon, pulled the other long, and asked, "Do you still remember how you and I met?"

On the Ten Thousand Bone Peak, the Fairy Fairy Conference, the scene of that day seems to be just yesterday, how can it be easily forgotten?

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Remember. I hurt Yao Baihu's ass, so you scare me with golden needles."

Jiang Ling laughed lightly: "Put your head down."

Lu Zhuoyang lowered his head as he said.There was no restraint, the long hair was loose, and a few strands fell on the forehead. Jiang Ling's cool fingertips gently brushed across the ears and temples, and carefully brushed away the messy strands of hair.

"You and I are in the same group. When we enter the back mountain, we need black and white hairpins to tie our hair." After wrapping the red silk ribbon twice around the hair bundle and carefully tying it with a slipknot, he asked Lu Zhuoyang to stand up straight, looked left and right, It's quite satisfactory, "But you can't even do this little thing well."

At that time, Lu Zhuoyang had just come to this world, and it was very difficult for him to tie his hair. He blushed and said, "I'm not used to it yet."

"Are you used to it now?" Jiang Ling asked.

"Practice makes perfect, I'm used to it." Lu Zhuoyang smiled.

Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows lightly, and handed him the remaining red ribbon: "Then tie it on for me."

"...Okay." Lu Zhuoyang took the ribbon with a trembling voice.

He played with it carefully, for fear of pulling Jiang Ling too hard.

The red ribbon was wrapped round and round around the jet-black hair, and Lu Zhuoyang had an illusion in his heart that these layers of twisted hairbands were the beginning of his entanglement with Jiang Ling.

His movements were a little slow, Jiang Ling didn't rush, and waited quietly.After a while, it was considered to be done, he took the opportunity to touch Jiang Ling's ear: "You look up and let me see."

Jiang Ling raised his face to look at him.

The first time he tied someone's hair, it was still a little crooked, Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly put his hand on his shoulder: "Don't move, wait a little longer, it's a little crooked."

Jiang Ling held him down and said, "That's all, don't wait."

Maybe it was because the lights and the night were so beautiful, the outline of Jiang Ling was a bit hazy at night, and he looked extraordinarily gentle, Lu Zhuoyang was a little flattered, what he said, it was what he said, and he obediently let go.

Jiang Ling pulled him to kneel facing the east, and said: "The sky is above the head, and the ground is below the knees. You and I stand between us, and we should worship."

After finishing speaking, he took a long look at Lu Zhuoyang, Lu Zhuoyang understood, and kowtowed deeply together with him in the direction of the rising sun.

A worship of heaven and earth.

The two straightened up, and Jiang Ling said again: "My whole family is wiped out, and the only elder is Master; your parents are far away, and everyone in the master's school is not around. Today, I would like to ask the elder to be a witness."

The senior he was talking about was naturally Nianyou's former master, Lu Zhuoyang had no objection, and followed Jiang Ling to knock respectfully in the direction of burying the predecessor's bones.

Two worship the high hall.

The two raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other and smiled.

After restraining his smile, Jiang Ling paused for a while, and then said seriously: "No matter how luxuriant the flowers are, they will only be popular for a hundred days; There is still room for repentance, but if you think about it, if you knock your head down, you won't have to retreat."

Lu Zhuoyang: ...that sounds nice.

I don't know who is the person who said harshly, "If you dare to say no more words, your legs will be broken".

If this person is awarded the title of the second duplicity in the world, no one will be the number one in the world.

Lu Zhuoyang secretly laughed, and said "no".Then before this person changed his face, he continued: "Never leave."

"For the rest of my life, never leave, never leave, share the blessings, share the difficulties, hold the hand of the son, and grow old together with the son.... Is this good?"

"You talk too much." Jiang Ling glared at him and said, "Kowtow."

"...Okay." Lu Zhuoyang replied with a smile.Afterwards, under Jiang Ling's eyes, he kowtowed heavily.

Husband and wife worship.

There was no sound of gongs and drums, no interlacing of toasts, and no hustle and bustle.There are only a few red flowers and green leaves against the backdrop, and only the icy ice is moving, making a tinkling sound when the wind blows.

That's enough.

In the world, only two people are enough.

"From today onwards, you and I are husband and wife. This love and this intention will last until death."

The author has something to say: Thousands of words can be combined into three words: open tomorrow.

☆, drunk

The night is dark, the lotus fire in the distance is gradually extinguished, and the carefully woven dragon is getting shorter little by little.

After the last lotus flower fire was extinguished, the night on the cliff returned to calm, only sporadic lights were still shining under the ice flower tree, like a solitary boat in the sea, leisurely and contented.

The two of them had never been in contact with the matter of marriage in the past, their experience was almost zero, and there was no one around them to give advice.

At this moment, Jiang Ling picked up the wine jar, placed it between the two of them, and asked uncertainly, "Is this for a drink?"

Lu Zhuoyang nodded: "Yes. It's time to drink the wine."

A square piece of red paper was pasted across the jar, with the word "wine" written on it.Jiang Ling pried open the mud surface and opened the cover, and a strong aroma of wine immediately permeated the air.Before I drank it, I was a little drunk.Holding the wine jar, he hesitated for a while, then raised his head and took a big sip.

The pungent and stimulating old wine slipped all the way into his stomach without stopping, which caught him off guard, before he could taste the quality of the wine, he was choked and coughed profusely.

"Drink slowly." Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly put the wine jar aside, patted his back to comfort him, watched his reaction, and guessed, "...I said, don't you know how to drink?"

After the choking energy passed, Jiang Ling stopped coughing, wiped the remaining wine from his lips, and said, "I haven't drunk it before."

The first sip was so bold and dry, those who didn't know thought he was a veteran of the wine shop, and were almost deceived by him.

In such a comparison, Lu Zhuoyang's experience overwhelmed him, and he was old-fashioned and persuasive: "How can you drink so fast if you haven't drunk it before? Just take small sips and drink slowly."

Jiang Ling didn't respond, and Lu Zhuoyang couldn't do anything about him, so he patted his back a few more times and asked, "Is it better now?"

Jiang Ling nodded, pointed to the wine jar and said, "The taste is a little special. I drank it too quickly and didn't feel the taste. Try another sip."

"Can you still taste the taste after drinking for the first time?" Lu Zhuoyang laughed, handed him the wine jar, and said, "Then take it easy."

"En." Jiang Ling responded, slowed down his movements, took a small sip first, and took a sip.This time he didn't choke, and the acrid stimulation was lessened, so he took another big mouthful.

Lu Zhuoyang just wanted to remind: "Don't choke anymore." The man reached out with his long arms, grabbed the back of Lu Zhuoyang's head and pulled him closer, and fed the old wine in his mouth with his head sideways.

Lu Zhuoyang only had time to snort softly, then touched Jiang Ling's lips and swallowed the wine.

Jiang Ling took the opportunity to pester him again, and was satisfied, so he let him go, grabbed the wine jar, raised his head and took another sip.

With such a posture, it's really hard to tell that it's the first time to touch wine.If he took a sip, he dragged Lu Zhuoyang to take another sip, and back and forth, the jar of wine was drained.

Yaobaihu was jumping up and down eager to try, Jiang Ling waved his big hand, leaving all the rest to it, pulling Lu Zhuoyang up, and pulling out Nianyou with his backhand.

Nianyou was pulled out of a sword flower, and the flowing light flashed past Lu Zhuoyang.The man took advantage of the situation and turned around Lu Zhuoyang, stepped lightly on his feet, and walked away lightly.Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Yu Jian danced.A lotus flower leaped from the tip of the sword, and following his every move, streams of light were drawn in the dark night.

Lu Zhuoyang watched earnestly from the side. In the interlacing of light and shadow, he couldn't help but recall the first time he saw Jiang Ling.

At that time, he was blocked outside the barrier of the back mountain waiting for his partner. A young man in a light-colored dark-striped gown came with a sword, and his clothes fluttered like a fairy.Even though Lu Zhuoyang had a lot of prejudices against this person at that time, he couldn't help but marvel at this detached posture.

In a trance, the boy whose eyes were above the top of the head overlapped bit by bit with the person in front of him. The plain gown, the red headband, the cold and disdainful sneer, the affectionate eyebrows... In the lotus fire belt In the long tail that came out, they intertwined and merged, and finally merged into the same person.

Even if this person looked at him coldly, he could still tickle his heart.Lu Zhuoyang couldn't help criticizing himself: probably he was really drunk.

After dancing a set of Chasing Clouds and Chuqing, and then a set of Zhengling Gangfeng, Jiang Ling performed all the swordsmanship and numbers that he had learned in these years, and finally, with lightning speed, he used a back sword Jue withdrew his sword posture, hugged Nianyou and sat cross-legged on the ground, then did not move.

Yao Baihu licked off the last drop of wine, struggled to move most of his body out of the wine jar, then took eighteen steps towards the drunk cat, walked towards him in a daze, bumped his head on his back, and turned four times He leaned forward and did not move.

Lu Zhuoyang couldn't stop thinking about it, so he went up to check it out, but he couldn't laugh or cry - he wasn't the most drunk.The two of them were really drunk, and now they both fell asleep after playing drunkenly.

"How dare you drink so much with a poor capacity for alcohol." Lu Zhuoyang muttered softly, carefully picking Jiang Ling's worry.

I don't know how long this sword has been stored under the cliff, and when it sees the sun again, it is still extremely sharp.Without paying attention, he made a cut on Lu Zhuoyang's fingertip.Fortunately, the wound was not deep, only a trace of blood leaked out, he put his finger into his mouth and sucked it, he didn't feel any pain, so he didn't care, and put the long sword back into the scabbard.

After tidying up the mess, holding Yaobaihu in his arms, and carrying Jiang Ling on his back, Lu Zhuoyang had a hard time walking back to the cave, and wished he could throw both his father and father into the stream to sober up.But he just thought about it casually, but he still couldn't bear it after all.In times of crisis, it was Jiang Ling who sacrificed his life to save him. No matter what, he recited it several times, so it would not be a loss to replace him this time.

Along the way, Jiang Ling didn't make any noise and kept quiet, which saved Lu Zhuoyang a lot of trouble.However, wiping his face and undressing again made his waist sore and back ache from exhaustion.

Pushing the person to the side of the stone bed, Lu Zhuoyang lay down in the empty space, thinking: Other people's bridal chambers are full of mandarin ducks and quilts, but he is the only one who takes care of the alcoholic sleeping on the hard bed.

There were a lot of things that happened that day, Lu Zhuoyang's spirit was always in a state of excitement, although he drank some wine, he didn't feel sleepy at all.With his back to Jiang Ling, he found a comfortable position, breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and prepared to count a few white tigers to help him sleep.

Under the thin quilt, a hot hand slowly slid down his lower abdomen along the back of his waist.Lu Zhuoyang was so hot by the temperature that he suddenly opened his eyes.

☆, fit

Abbreviation

☆, thunderstorm

On Yuling Mountain, inside Mingxin Pavilion.

The huge attic is empty, only a candle is burning slowly, and it is on and off, and it looks a bit lonely in the quiet night.

Old man Mingxin sat alone in the pavilion, as motionless as an old monk in meditation, and he didn't know how long he sat there.In front of him was a long stone box with the lid open, inside which lay a slender and slender magic weapon engraved with runes - the Spirit Breaking Nail.

When the rooster crowed, a gust of wind blew, and the gauze curtains swayed, but the frail candle failed to resist, flickered for a moment, and went out.

The old man Mingxin slowly opened his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, but he sounded in good spirits: "You are back."

There was a moment of silence in the attic, and after a while, a person walked out from the dark, lifted the curtain, and walked in front of him.

"The array is complete. I'll be back."

The man half-kneeled aside, stretched out his hand, gently stroked the stone box as if somewhat nostalgic, slid along the rough lines on it one by one, and then closed the lid on his own initiative.

This person's complexion was ashen, and the hostility was hard to get rid of. Compared with a month ago, it was a bit more hazy, and that layer of death that couldn't fade seemed to be engraved into his bones, and he looked like he was dying.

This person was none other than Xiao Wuwang who had just woken up from a severe coma and left Yuling Mountain after getting rid of everyone.

Old man Mingxin glanced at him and asked, "Why are you the only one?"

Xiao Wuwang said: "The two senior brothers have drawn up the formation map for more than twenty years. The senior brother in charge of the sect was worried that there might be omissions, so he stayed in the well for a few days and checked it carefully."

The old man Mingxin nodded, and then asked doubtfully, "It's been more than twenty years?"

Xiao Wuwang didn't answer, and stared down at the stone box in front of him.

At this time, it was already the time of sunrise, but the sky was not pale, but there was a faint sound of thunder, and the dark clouds gathered, as if the mountains and rain were about to come.Accompanied by the muffled thunder, a ray of floating light faintly swam across the ancient characters on the box lid that were worn so hard that they could hardly be seen clearly.

Xiao Wuwang endured it, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, and asked: "Brother, how could you let him go?"

The old man Mingxin stroked his long beard and argued for himself: "It was the little guest from Zhuyunmen who took him away."

Xiao Wuwang sneered: "If senior brother wants to, how could he not be able to stop the two of them?"

The old man Mingxin coughed twice, and said again: "Brother is getting old, and I'm a little powerless..."

"Senior brother, how can you be so impulsive!" Xiao Wuhuang was anxious, his brows furrowed tightly.His agitation made his face even more cloudy, making him look even more ferocious and perverse.

But the matter has come to an end, it is useless to blame, he sighed, softened his tone a little, looked at the sky, and turned the topic: "Last night, Liaoqin made some noise."

The old man Mingxin fell silent, but didn't say another word.

What should come will come.

Xiao Wuwang knew that he didn't want to hear it, but he still said word by word: "Nianyou has woken up, we are running out of time. I have to go and bring him back."

Crash - clatter -

Under the cliff, the grass, big trees, and streams were all engulfed in a misty white mist.

The torrential rain covered the sky and the sun, and a huge rain curtain isolated the inside and outside of the cave. Huge raindrops mixed with hail hit the ground, forming puddles one after another.

From time to time, the high splash of water soaked the upper of the shoe, Lu Zhuoyang moved a few steps into the hole, bumped into Yaobaihu's back, and was scratched by it backwards.

"Hey, did the sky miss it?" Lu Zhuoyang rubbed the scratched place, not paying much attention.

The weather was so humid that he felt uncomfortable all over. He yawned and stretched again.If he doesn't see the sun again, fungus will grow on his head.

On the day they got married with Jiang Ling, the two of them quarreled all night long until Kuai Tian