Drunk into late autumn for you

In the warm spring of April, the drizzle is pattering, and the willows and warblers are flying into people's arms.On the dirt road leading to Mount Huangshan, a carriage was running over the muddy yellow mud that had just experienced days of rain, leaving two ruts.

Sitting in the carriage, Mo Zuiqiu lowered his head and slowly unwrapped the bandage on his right hand.The wound had already healed, but he didn't want to take a second look at the ugly and ferocious Duan Command.

He leaned against the wall of the carriage in a daze, and smiled lowly—fortunately, the master didn't see his hand.

Ge Shanfeng was driving the car, and naturally heard Mo Zuiqiu laughing. He frowned and said nothing, and drove the car quickly with two whips.

He is rigorous by nature and doesn't talk much, and Mo Zuiqiu has become more and more taciturn because of the great changes, and the two of them almost never talked along the way.Ge Shanfeng also only heard Mo Zuiqiu having a nightmare on a certain night, and yelled "Master". Apart from that, Mo Zuiqiu never mentioned anyone or anything in Xiaozhu.

Mo Zuiqiu's expression became increasingly calm, even numb.

Seeing this, Ge Shanfeng felt a little pity for this well-behaved and intelligent nephew in the past. Originally, he only planned to send Mo Zuiqiu to the foot of Huangshan Mountain, but now he changed his mind and decided to escort him to the top of the mountain.If no one was there to accompany and comfort him, I'm afraid that when Mo Zuiqiu found his parents' graves, he would be hurt by the scene and commit suicide if he couldn't think about it.

He sighed inwardly, and drove a few more miles, and saw a small village on the side of the road ahead, a few bamboo and thatched huts were set up near the official road, with wine flags picked out, and a few passers-by were pointing their hands.Ge Shanfeng remembered that it was already noon, so he slowed down the carriage and stepped forward.

The two found an empty table and sat down, ordered food and were eating. There was a sound of horseshoes on the road, and the two horses were approaching quickly from a distance. The chopsticks fell to the ground.

The man on the white horse, with gray clothes and gray hair, was actually the Master Sacrifice God.

Doesn't this big devil still give up and want to go to Xiaozhu to arrest Master to refine medicine?But this direction runs in the opposite direction to Xiaozhu's... Mo Zuiqiu was thinking about it for a while, and the distant eyes of the master priest also saw him, and smiled lightly, but it was enough to make Mo Zuiqiu feel cold from head to toe.

Sitting opposite Mo Zuiqiu, Ge Shanfeng found his face changed drastically, which was very strange. When he turned his head and saw Master Sacrifice God, he couldn't help but look a little shivering.Although he had never met Master Sacrificial God face to face, he had heard Xiaozhu's disciples describe his appearance, and with Master Sacrificial God's imposing aura all over his body, he would not be mistaken.

The person who had been looking for for many days finally appeared in front of him, Yi Shenghan was overjoyed, and saw Mo Zuiqiu's pale and haggard face, his chest was hurting secretly, but he remained calm, rode his horse to the hut together with his teacher and priest forward.

"What do you want to do, Your Excellency?" Ge Shanfeng couldn't hold his breath, and suddenly stood up.

Xiao Er was about to come over to greet the new guests with a bunch of smiling faces, but when he saw this, he was startled and hurriedly hid to the side, and a few diners noticed that something was wrong, so they all avoided it.

The priest did not look at Ge Shanfeng from the corner of his eyes, pointed at Mo Zuiqiu, and said, "Come here."

Seeing his arrogance and arrogance, Ge Shanfeng was so angry that he knew he was no match for the big devil, and stood in front of Mo Zuiqiu, angrily said: "Master Sacrificial God, don't deceive me too much! I—— "

Before he finished speaking, another handsome man with black hair hanging down his waist suddenly jumped out of his horse, his black clothes fluttering, flew over Ge Shanfeng's head, grabbed Mo Zuiqiu, and jumped back on his mount superior.

Yi Shenghan came and went like lightning, Ge Shanfeng was stunned for a moment before he realized that Mo Zuiqiu had been taken away, he was shocked, drew his sword with a "clam" and swung his wrist to stab the black-robed man's steed.

Halfway through the sword, the master sacrificial god hit Ge Shanfeng's wrist with a sleeve wind, and the long sword flew out of his hand.

Ge Shanfeng was frightened and angry, and hurriedly threw a piece of silver, untied the horse from the carriage, and chased after him with a whip.But the mounts of those two people were all good steeds, he chased half a stick of incense, and he could no longer see the figure in front of him, so he had no choice but to turn the horse's head.

With his own power, even if he catches up, he can't save Mo Zuiqiu, now he has to go back to Duanjian Xiaozhu and report to the sect master before making a decision.

Mo Zuiqiu was hugged tightly by the tall, cold and handsome strange man behind him. He was extremely embarrassed, trying to break free from the man's arm around his waist, but he couldn't break it apart at all. The long and hot breath from the back of his neck made his scalp tingle even more.

After galloping for tens of miles, the two riders finally slowed down.

Mo Zuiqiu finally had a chance to speak, tried his best to calm down, and asked the priest, "My lord, what do you want to do by abducting me?"

The God of Priestess cast a glance at Yi Shenghan, deliberately smiled coldly, and said calmly: "Mo Zuiqiu, I know that you have also taken blood ganoderma for thousands of years, and you are about to use your blood to save the leader of Tianyi Sect. "

Yi Shenghan frowned, and was about to speak, but was stopped in time by a secret wink from the priest.

"Save, save Yijiaozhu?" Mo Zuiqiu was incoherent for a while: "He, he was buried in heavy snow? Why, how..." Could it be that what the master told him that day was not the truth?

Yi Shenghan frowned even tighter, that annoying Guan Shanyu dared not listen to his warning, and told the truth to Mo Zuiqiu, but Mo Zuiqiu was so nervous about his life and death, he was secretly delighted.

The Master Sacrifice God said leisurely: "I just happened to pass by Tianshan Mountain and brought him back to the Sacrificial God Peak. It's just that he was buried in the snow for too long, and now he is more breathless than a dead person. If there is no panacea, he will be a living person all his life." Dead man. Mo Zuiqiu, I heard that the blood ganoderma lucidum you took was given to you by the leader of Tianyi Sect. If so, it is only natural for me to use your blood to refine medicine to save him."

It turns out that Yi Shenghan is still alive... Apart from Mo Zuiqiu's astonishment, what's more, he can't explain Daoming's luck and joy.

Shi Jishen is right, his life was bestowed by Yi Shenghan, he is a worthless sinner, it is not worth Yi Shenghan's death for him, if his blood can really save Yi Shenghan, even if he wants to take it away The blood all over his body is nothing.

Thousands of thoughts are rushing, but in fact it is only for a moment. Mo Zuiqiu has no time to delve into how the Master Sacrificial God knows everything that happened in Tianshan. The only way out for Yi Shenghan's kindness.

However, the scene of the battle between Master Shishen and Yi Shenghan was vivid in his memory, and Mo Zuiqiu really had to doubt the motives of Master Sacrifice God. He restrained his heart and asked: "Aren't the Lord and Master Yi enemies? Why bother?" save him?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Shi Jishen suddenly remembered that he almost slipped his tongue, and was too lazy to explain to this younger generation, so he turned his face coldly.

Mo Zuiqiu was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice among the crisscrossing hoofbeats: "If the Lord wants to wake up the leader of Tianyi Sect and torture him again, I would rather kill myself than let the Lord take my blood to refine it." medicine."

"How dare you threaten me?" This kid is more courageous than when he was imprisoned in the Jishen Peak.The priestess narrowed his eyes a little displeased.

"Master Sacrifice God, that's enough." Yi Shenghan finally couldn't hold back his voice, and warned Master Sacrifice God with piercing eyes that enough is enough.Looking down at the long hair of the person in front of him brushing behind him, his heart swayed, and he wanted to reach out and touch it, but he still suppressed his distraction.

This time, no matter what, he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes and be hated by Mo Zuiqiu.He said in a deep voice, "We only want to save people, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Your Excellency?..." Hearing that the black-robed man dared to call the Master Sacrifice by his name, it was obvious that he would not be a subordinate of the Master Sacrifice God.

Yi Shenghan was slightly stunned, but fortunately he reacted quickly, and said: "Han Xiao, Xiaoyao's Xiao." After a pause, he continued: "Although I and Master Sacrifice are old friends, you don't have to treat me as a senior and call me a voice." Brother Han will do."

Hearing the intimacy that could not be concealed in the man's deep voice, Mo Zuiqiu felt a chill in his body, and forced a smile.

Yi Shenghan couldn't see Mo Zuiqiu's far-fetched smile, but Shi Jishen could see it clearly when he was beside him, secretly laughing that the little brother had grown up in stature, but his impetuous temper hadn't grown in the slightest. "Chu" is so blatant when they meet, isn't it necessary to frighten the kid surnamed Mo!He coughed lightly to break the deadlock, and said, "Brother Han, it's important to hurry."

"Wait!" Mo Zuiqiu reined in subconsciously.This time when he returned to Sacrifice Peak, he should never come down again. He was not afraid of death, but he traveled for many days, not wanting to lose sight of his parents' graves in the end.

He begged the master to offer sacrifices to the gods in a low voice: "I only recently learned that the remains of my parents are buried on Mount Huangshan. Could the Lord please accommodate me and let me go to the tombs of my parents to pay homage first?"

Shi Jishen and Yi Shenghan looked at each other, they were crazy, they never took benevolence, righteousness and etiquette seriously, but the word "filial piety" has always been valued by both black and white in the martial arts, so naturally it is inconvenient to refuse Mo Zuiqiu's offer Little request.

Just as the priest was about to nod, he changed his mind immediately, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "Won't this delay my saving lives? However, Brother Han is a close friend of Yi Jiaozhu for many years. If he agrees, I won't either." embarrassing you."

Mo Zuiqiu turned his head, facing Shenghan's unusually deep black eyes, he couldn't help feeling palpitations again.

I can't say why, but deep in his heart he had a vague intuition that he shouldn't have anything to do with this man, but the current situation forced him to ask softly: "Han, brother Han, I just take a look. , never stay longer."

In memory, this is probably the first time that Mo Zuiqiu pleaded with him for something other than Guan Shanyu...Yi Shenghan stared at Mo Zuiqiu and smiled: "Ziqiu, you have such filial piety, I think it will be fulfilled."

Mo Zuiqiu forced himself to smile and thank him, his heart beating violently.

He should have never met this man who called himself Han Xiao before, but the man looked at him as if he had known him for a long time, his intense focus was almost frightening, full of oppression, which made him feel that he was in front of this man , like a small beast caught in a trap, unable to escape the hunter's hand at all.

Mo Zuiqiu lowered his head uneasily, watching the muddy water splashing under the horse's hooves one after another, his thoughts were in chaos just like the muddy road.

In the evening, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it started to rain again. After a few spring thunders, the rain gradually became heavier. The three of them stopped traveling and found the cleanest inn in the small town to stay.

It was rainy for days, not many people went out, and there were only a few guests eating in the lobby of the inn.Yi Shenghan was in high spirits, and asked the waiter to serve a table of good food and a pot of good wine to take away.

Mo Zuiqiu seldom drank alcohol, and he was preoccupied and not in the mood at all, so he reasoned that he was not drinking well.

Yi Shenghan smiled, but he didn't force him, and had a drink with his teacher and god.

After drinking two cups, he found that Mo Zuiqiu was actually holding the chopsticks with his left hand, and he looked a little clumsy, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Why did you become left-handed?"

He just asked casually, but saw that Mo Zuiqiu's right hand, which had been hidden in his sleeve, trembled slightly, and his expression was extremely unnatural. He suddenly became suspicious, reached out, and grabbed Mo Zuiqiu's right wrist suddenly.

"Ah!—" Mo Zuiqiu just wanted to shake off the man's hand at the moment when the sleeve was lifted up, but the man's fingers were as tight as iron hoops, as if they were about to pinch into his flesh.

Under the oil lamp, four severed fingers froze the smiles on the faces of Yi Shenghan and Shi Jishen.

"...Did the people from Broken Sword Xiaozhu do it?..." After a moment of dead silence, Yi Shenghan finally managed to force out a question from the depths of his throat, his face turning ashen.

Mo Zuiqiu didn't know how to answer, so he just kept silent. His silence undoubtedly admitted the other party's guess. Yi Shenghan's bluish face suddenly became expressionless. He got up abruptly and walked out without looking back. Inn door.

The Master Priestess frowned slightly, and then rushed out, only to see Yi Shenghan's slender black figure running fast in the torrential rain, he raised his breath a few times, and finally stopped him in a dark forest Clothing wins the cold.

"Get out of the way!" Yi Shenghan's blood-red eyes seemed to choose someone to devour.

The master priest sighed, but he didn't move away. Instead, he folded his arms leisurely and said: "That kid's martial arts has long been abolished. Now it's good, even his hands are disabled. If I go back to Tianyi Sect with you, it will only make people laugh." You have no vision, besides, you said his biological father was Mo Protector, who was apostate in the past, and your congregation must not tolerate him. Just leave him alone, the world is so big, why not find someone better than him? "

"Shut up!" With a roar that could be described as earth-shattering, Yi Shenghan slammed out with a palm.

The gray figure of Master Priestess didn't even have time to dodge, but was blown away by the palm wind, breaking four or five thick trees in a row to dissipate the force, stretched out his palm to slap on the tree, and floated back to Yi Shenghan with the force.

The storm seemed to be unable to extinguish Yi Shenghan's fury. His long hair flew wildly like countless black snakes dancing wildly. He took a step forward and said through gritted teeth: "I'll just repeat it, get out of the way! I want to go back and kill you!" Broken Sword Xiaozhu!"

It seems that his little senior brother has really moved his heart towards Mo Zuiqiu... The god of priests had deep eyes, staring at Yi Shenghan's never-before-seen angry face, and suddenly smiled: "Yi Shenghan, do you want to express your anger for him? , I’m afraid it’s a thankless task. That kid looks like a nostalgic person. If he finds out that your hands are stained with the blood of Xiaozhu’s people in the future, he will avoid you even more. I think you should go back and protect him. Let your darling be hurt. As for revenge, leave it to me."

He glanced at the healed sword wound on his shoulder, and said calmly, "I'm also planning to settle old scores with Su Muzhe again."

Yi Shenghan was full of anger, but his impulsive mind gradually calmed down.Having been with Mo Zuiqiu for half a year, he knew very well how much Mo Zuiqiu was attached to his master, and he was a stubborn one who didn't know good from bad.If he personally took action against Duanjian Xiaozhu, he would definitely be resented to the bone by Mo Zuiqiu.

After weighing again and again, he took a long breath of cold air, suppressed the bloodthirsty beast in his heart that was about to go out, and nodded.

After a meal, the two of them ran back and forth without a trace. Mo Zuiqiu was stunned for a while before recovering. He hastily filled his stomach and returned to the guest room by himself.

He went to bed after washing up, and was about to turn on the lamp to go to bed, when Han Xiao's deep voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Ziqiu, can I come in?"

It was obviously a very ordinary question, but Mo Zuiqiu became inexplicably nervous, and refused without thinking, "I'm already asleep, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The slender figure reflected on the window paper visibly froze, and after a while, he whispered: "I have the medicine for promoting blood circulation and strengthening muscles, and I want to give it to you."

The sadness in Mo Zuiqiu's chest was aroused by this person's words again.No matter how magical the wound medicine is, it is impossible for him to regenerate his severed finger. He declined with a wry smile: "My wound has healed, and I don't need to apply medicine again. Brother Han's kindness, I appreciate it." Afraid that the other party would be entangled again, he refused. He simply blew out the candlestick by the bed with a "poof". "I want to rest earlier, Brother Han, please come back."

Yi Shenghan had never had the door closed before, his eyebrows were raised and he was about to explode, his hand was already raised to shake open the door, but suddenly remembering the advice given by his master in the forest before offering sacrifices to the gods, he slowly lowered it again.

"That kid Mo Zuiqiu is very wary of you, don't push him too fast. You should understand that in some things, haste makes waste. And my mount, let him use it too. Look at him being held by you during the day, he is as stiff as a log, hehe, he is not willing to share a ride with you!"

The priest at that time sighed with a smile that was not a smile, and then turned around, his gray clothes fluttering into the rain.

Anyway, there is a long way to go anyway, and most of the time he gets along with Mo Zuiqiu, he really doesn't need to be in a hurry to make Mo Zuiqiu feel disgusted.Yi Shenghan stood at the door of the room in thought for a moment, finally let go, turned and left.

Mo Zuiqiu held his breath in the dark. Although he only met Han Xiao today, he could almost tell what kind of thoughts the man had towards him, and that was exactly what he didn't want.

A Guan Shanyu has almost exhausted all he has, and his love is like running out of oil, and there is nothing more for him to dump.

The torrential rain raged all night, and it cleared up at dawn, the sky was washed clear and bright, and the horses seemed to be very refreshing and comfortable, flicking their tails and stepping on their hooves.

Yi Shenghan lightly touched the ears of the white horse of Shijishen, and although he wanted to share a ride with Mo Zuiqiu, he still handed over the reins to Mo Zuiqiu and gave him a seat.

"Where are the others?" Mo Zuiqiu came out of the inn, and there was no figure of the priest to the left or right, which was very strange.

"He has something important to do, and he left overnight last night." Yi Shenghan got on his horse, smiled lightly, and said, "Let's go."

Finally no longer having to ride with this stern and aggressive man, Mo Zuiqiu felt much more relaxed, got on the horse, and followed Yi Shenghan onto the road.

At first, Yi Shenghan was worried that Mo Zuiqiu was not used to holding the rein with his left hand, fearing that something might happen to him, so he kept his eyes on Mo Zuiqiu along the way. After walking for an hour, seeing that Mo Zuiqiu was riding a horse very safely, he let it go. However, he did not hurry, and still let the mount under his crotch walk unhurriedly.

He can ride horses and swim side by side with the one he loves, and he wishes he could go as slowly as possible.

With this selfish intention in mind, for the next few days, Yi Shenghan regarded the trip to Huangshan as an outing, only walking a few tens of miles a day, dismounting when there were teahouses and restaurants along the way.

The two passed by a village in the afternoon of this day, and saw that the villagers had invited a grass-stage troupe to set up a stage to sing an opera. Yi Shenghan simply dismounted and dragged Mo Zuiqiu into the crowd to watch the opera.

The two actors on the stage are painted and painted, playing the roles of dan roles and scholars.

Yi Shenghan's drunkard didn't want to drink, he just wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Mo Zuiqiu and get closer. When he saw the rich lady on the stage being abducted by a scholar to elope, he smiled at Mo Zuiqiu. "The actor who plays the scholar is far worse than you. If that young lady sees you, Zuiqiu, she might elope with you on the spot before nightfall."

Hearing that the other party compared him with an actor, Mo Zuiqiu's face froze, but seeing that there was no sarcasm in the man's eyes, he wondered if the other party was not mocking him, so he forced a smile and said in a low voice: "Brother Han is joking." How can someone like me, a handicapped person, take notice of me!"

Thinking of his severed finger, sadness once again filled his chest, and the noise and laughter around him became harsh. No matter how unbearable Mo Zuiqiu was, he lowered his head and led his mount to quickly squeeze out of the crowd.

Yi Shenghan wanted to make Mo Zuiqiu laugh, but accidentally touched Mo Zuiqiu's hidden pain. He couldn't help being annoyed, and hurriedly caught up with Mo Zuiqiu, grabbed his right hand through the sleeve, and said seriously: "Ziqiu, I I never meant to make fun of you, I made a slip of the tongue earlier, don't mind."

Out of the corner of Mo Zuiqiu's eyes, he caught sight of a few villagers not far away noticing them, pointing and whispering, he struggled awkwardly, but couldn't shake it off, and said helplessly, "I'm not angry, Brother Han, Please let go. Everyone around is laughing at this chatter."

Yi Shenghan was full of displeasure, and thought to himself that if he was still the boy he was back then, even if he dragged Mo Zuiqiu around, he wouldn't invite people to gossip, but now he would hesitate even to shake Mo Zuiqiu's hand , is really troublesome.Rolling his eyes secretly, and not wanting to offend Mo Zuiqiu, he let go of his hand and said, "Then leave after watching this drama."

Mo Zuiqiu gave him a strange look, "Brother Han, aren't you a good friend of Yijiaozhu? You and I should hurry up so that we can rush back to Jishen Peak to save people."

"Uh——" Yi Shenghan was at a loss for words for a while, knowing that Mo Zuiqiu was suspicious of him, he could only nod and said: "I saw you were frowning all the time, so I dragged you to watch the show. Since you don't like to watch, then go .”

The words have been made so explicit that Mo Zuiqiu can only pretend to be confused and remain silent.

After getting on their horses, the two walked forward silently. The large green crops on both sides of the road kept moving back. Gradually, the sun's shadow slanted to the west, covering everything along the way with an intoxicating dark red color.

No one spoke again, so Yi Shenghan passed the boring time by looking at Mo Zuiqiu.That elegant face soaked in the afterglow of the setting sun had already been deeply attached to his heart, but he was still fascinated by it, and what slowly emerged in his mind was Mo Zuiqiu's idiot trembling and moaning under his hands.

The young man's slender and beautiful legs were spread wide, twitching and trembling uncontrollably, his long hair was already soaked in sweat, scattered messily on the blanket, shaking back and forth with the swing of his head, the glistening body fluid unconsciously spread out from the wetness Overflowing from the lips, with sweat beads, sliding across the flushed face...

The cave that engulfed his wrist was still convulsing, tightly wrapped around his deep-set fingers as if trying to push him, but softened under his violent twitch, and turned out slightly to be ground until Bright red tender meat...

Yi Shenghan suddenly felt dry mouth and tongue, and there was a ball of flames rising rapidly under the lower abdomen, which quickly became hard and painful.This was the first time since his physical growth, he experienced the strong impulse of lust.

The saddle rubbed against his erect lower body, it was like the most evil torture in the world, Yi Shenghan was about to groan, he tried to take a deep breath, and finally pressed the head of the beast in his crotch that was about to move.

If he doesn't find something to say and distracts his mind, I'm afraid he will lose control and make a fool of himself in front of Mo Zuiqiu, he said hoarsely: "Ziqiu, do you really want to save the leader of Tianyi Sect? "

He knew that Mo Zuiqiu had a pure heart, but Mo Zuiqiu's master and apprentice had suffered a lot under his hands back then, even if Mo Zuiqiu said that he didn't hate him, he didn't necessarily have a good impression of him.

Mo Zuiqiu was thinking all the way, but he didn't hear it. After Yi Shenghan said it again, he realized it with a sad smile: "Master Yi will sleep forever to save me and Master. Of course we have to wake him up."

Yi Shenghan knew that Mo Zuiqiu was only thinking of repaying debts!Demo Zuiqiu confirmed that even though he had been prepared in his heart, there was still a moment of disappointment, and his lust also cooled down unconsciously.After a moment of silence, he said coldly: "The leader of the Tianyi Sect is not a kind person. You saved him. Aren't you afraid that he will cause troubles in the future and harm the rivers and lakes?"

Mo Zuiqiu was stunned, and then came to understand, shook his head and said: "Brother Han, you don't need to test me, even if you didn't find me, if I knew that Master Yi was still alive, I would go to Sacrifice Peak."

He has already carried too many sins on his body, no matter how hard he can bear Yi Shenghan Tianda's kindness.

The person who once nestled in his arms obediently and stared at him with childlike clear eyes should not have fallen asleep forever because of him...