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There is no way to make Tiandao Zhenren and the others retreat to find Zhang Zhenren? "

Tong Xin said with regret on his face: "I said, hang a sign downstairs saying, family ugliness should not be publicized, catch rape in the bed, don't disturb. You can't say it well."

Master Benzhai: "..."

After Duan Junheng thought for a while, "Is it really okay not to help innocent people? Don't be afraid of that..."

"It's all because I'm too young to turn the tide. I only hope that Master Zhang can turn things around." Tong Xin's tone was filled with grief and indignation of worrying about the country and the people, but his face was relaxed as he watched the excitement, "As long as this evil is not I can make it."

"..."

Tong Xin looked in the direction where Zhang Sanfeng was, and waved his hand, "Okay, now that they're gone, we're closing the team, let's go back to our respective houses and find our mothers."

"..."

The dry people all dispersed with a sigh of relief and went back to the building.

On the other side, Zhang Sanfeng was also looking at the Qiongyu Pavilion where Tong Xin and the others were, and asked Tiandao Zhenren, his master and his apprentice, "Your brother, did you just come from Qiongyu Pavilion?"

Master Tiandao took a sip of tea, "Well, Junior Brother Tong is doing evening class, so I came to Senior Brother because I would like to disturb you."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and stroked his long beard, "You little cunning."

No one knows exactly what Zhang Sanfeng and Tiandao Zhenren said that night.

Tong Xin felt that Zhang Sanfeng would definitely convince Tiandao Zhenren. Although Tong Xin didn't know Zhang Sanfeng's reason and was happy to see the Jiugong Bagua Formation, as long as they have the same purpose now.

Compared with the undoubted fact that the Jiugong Bagua Formation is about to appear, Tong Xin feels that he has more important things to do right now.

After Duan Junheng and Master Benzhai had the real evening class, they went upstairs to his and Tong Xin's wing.

This wing room is the largest and most unique in Qiongyu Pavilion.

Pushing open the two doors, one can see a picture of the Eight Diagrams hanging high on the middle wall. The slender table under the picture is filled with smoke from the incense burner, and the fragrance is fresh and calming.

Entering the room, on the left is a screen of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, and on the right is a black jade bead curtain, which divides the entire wing into three.

Behind the screen is the bathtub that Daotong had ordered to prepare early in the morning, and inside the bead curtain is the bed.

There was no sound of water inside the screen, Duan Junheng knew that Tong Xin was not inside, he only heard the sound of breathing inside the bead curtain, so he changed his steps and walked behind the screen.

Taking off his clothes and pants, loosening his hair, and immersing himself in the bucket, Duan Junheng heaved a long sigh of relief.

The weather is hot, soaking in the slightly cool water, the comfort of the whole body is indescribable.

But suddenly, Duan Junheng felt that something was wrong again. In the past, Mr. Xin, the bath boy, insisted on taking a bath with him. It was rare for him to be so peaceful tonight. Duan Junheng felt very strange.

Listening carefully, I felt Tong Xin's breathing rhythm in the bead curtain was different.

"Did something happen?" Duan Junheng stood up and hurriedly wiped off the water stains on his body, put on a thin undershirt, and let his long wet hair drip down behind him, soaking the white underclothes, making him see through. Flesh-colored.

Before he even had time to put on his shoes, Duan Junheng pushed aside the bead curtain, and saw Tong Xin on the bed with an unusually wet complexion, shortness of breath, loose hair bun spread all over the bed, tearing the clothes on his body with a painful expression.

Duan Junheng panicked, ran over to pick up Tong Xin, and felt Tong Xin's whole body was hot, "Xin, what's wrong with you?"

Tong Xin opened his eyes slightly, only to see that the clarity in his pupils was no longer there, it was foggy and cloudy, and he was not looking in the direction Duan Junheng was in, "Master... Senior Brother?" He wanted to reach out to Duan Junheng but in the wrong direction.

Duan Junheng's panic suddenly poured out like mountains and seas, and he reached out to hold Tong Xin's hand in midair, "I'm here, I'm here."

Maybe it was because he finally felt the icy vapor on Duan Junheng's body, Tong Xin subconsciously put his whole body on Duan Junheng.

Tong Xin kept rubbing his face against Duan Junheng's chest.

Perhaps it is very comfortable to relieve the heat, Tong Xin let out a very ambiguous moan.

When Tong Xin rubbed against each other, Duan Junheng smelled a fragrance different from the incense in the room.

However, due to the strong aroma of the incense burner in the room, the aroma on Tong Xin's body was covered up, Duan Junheng thought it was an illusion and didn't care.

Tong Xin clung to Duan Junheng's body like a boneless reptile and just rubbed upwards.The mouth moved along the chest, kissing and stroking Xiang Duan Junheng's neck and Xiang Guangjie's ears.His hands and feet were not idle, and he scratched and fumbled on Duan Junheng's body. It was the underwear with wet hair and was soaked by Tong Xin. Covered skin.

Duan Junheng didn't know if he was infected by Tong Xin's feelings, but Duan Junheng felt that his body began to heat up.

"Xin." Duan Junheng's voice calling Tong Xin was no longer clear, but a little hoarse.

Tong Xin's foot seemed to want to stand up but was powerless, but it happened to be between Duan Junheng's legs, the strength was so appropriate, Duan Junheng felt that something was being awakened and recovered...

"Ha!" Duan Junheng couldn't restrain himself from letting out a very soft voice that seemed to be sighing and gasping, which frightened him so much that he quickly pulled Tong Xin away and sent some real energy to Tong Xin, "Xin, listen Got it?"

Perhaps the true qi had worked. Tong Xin recovered a little bit of sanity, but the symptoms were still not relieved. Tong Xin said in pain: "Master... brother, I... feel uncomfortable."

"I know." Duan Junheng brushed the hair from Tong Xin's face, "Xin, what happened while I was away?"

Tong Xin shook his head slowly, "I don't know." After taking a few breaths with difficulty, he gathered enough energy to tell Duan Junheng, "Master...Senior Brother, you have to...promise...I...if...if I... What's the matter...unexpected...you must...must...keep...keep... mine..."

Duan Junheng knew that he was worried about the Jiugong gossip, so he nodded before Tong Xin finished speaking, "I know, I know."

"My chastity." Tong Xin finally finished speaking.

Duan Junheng: "..."

"Also...and...a...monument for me...must...refer to...the shape of the Chastity Archway...."

"..." As expected of Tong Xin, the confession of his last words was so different.

After Duan Junheng was embarrassed for a while, "Don't talk nonsense, you will be fine, let me take your pulse."

Tong Xin quietly gave Duan Junheng his pulse.

For some unknown reason, Duan Junheng's face became serious.

"I... can I... still save it?"

Duan Junheng didn't know how to answer Shangtong Xin's expectant and eager eyes.

Because according to the pulse condition, Tong Xin was completely fine, but for some reason, he felt hot all over.

"You'll be fine." Duan Junheng comforted Tong Xin and said, just about to arrange Tong Xin to go down to see Master Benzhai, but suddenly he couldn't feel the strength.

He was going to hug Tong Xin horizontally and move him down to the couch, but unexpectedly, he fell on Tong Xin's body. Duan Junheng's first reaction was that it was terrible, and he was too careless about other people's words.

Just when Duan Junheng was unable to deal with the sudden situation, Tong Xin suddenly recovered.

Tong Xin crawled out from under Duan Junheng, then dragged Duan Junheng onto the couch and turned over, panting from exhaustion, he said, "It's not in vain that I took a hot bath for this."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Luckily Shin is fine.Duan Junheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

48. Rippling Evening Class ([-])

Tong Xin looked back with a painful expression on his face, "Several pinches of Maomao were burnt off."

"..." A bead of sweat slid down Duan Junheng's forehead.

"But generally speaking, it's worth it." Tong Xin looked like a hooligan molesting a good woman, and gently picked Duan Junheng's chin with his fingertips, "Brother, you are finally going to obey me, wow haha... "

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin crossed his hips and said triumphantly: "A dude has three treasures, sweet talk and ecstasy, and in the end he has to be able to run."

"..." As expected of a dude, he really knows how to do it.

Duan Junheng secretly destined to excrete the drug in his body through the small intestine meridian of the hand Taiyang, and from the little finger of his left hand through the Shaoze sword in "Six Meridians Excalibur".

In Tong Xin's words, getting rid of toxins is easy, but Duan Junheng didn't get up in a hurry, but watched Tong Xin's next toss.

Tong Xin groaned and crawled over Duan Junheng, took the opportunity to sneak a kiss before getting off the couch, ran into the suitcase and rummaged through it, not knowing what to look for.

Duan Junheng saw a dark coat flying over, a pair of trousers, and a pair of shoes...

The scariest thing was Tong Xin's pointed hat that Zhang Sanfeng had turned into a lightning rod. If it wasn't for Duan Junheng's quick flash, it would have stuck in his forehead.

Looking at the hat on the couch, Duan Junheng decided to put it on the roof tomorrow.

And the most unbelievable thing is Tong Xin's necklace, which looks like a string of sausages from a distance, but up close...it really is a string of sausages.

Duan Junheng: "..."

If Duan Junheng hadn't been able to move and raised his hand to push away the string of flying sausages, otherwise the sausages would have hung on his face.

Tong Xin rummaged for a long time and seemed to have finally found what he wanted.

I saw Tong Xin holding up a small booklet that looked like a cheat sheet, and walked over with great momentum step by step.

"The collection of more than ten years is finally useful today." Tong Xin said very excitedly.

Since he saw the back of the booklet and didn't know what it was, Duan Junheng pretended to be weak and asked, "What is that?"

Tong Xin jumped back on the couch like a monkey, and said like a treasure: "My mother has searched, collected, summarized, and edited this for many years, and finally recovered it. It has been lost for many years... "Longyang Treasure: Erotic Eighteen" style"."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin couldn't wait to turn a page casually, ten