I brought down Bai Yueguang by selling miserably

I pretend I've never seen you.

Su Mingyu was silent for a moment, then said softly: "I'm not ready yet."

Qi decided to think about whether he needed to prepare for this kind of thing, but if he didn't use it himself, it didn't mean that others didn't need it.

But it was not easy for him to ask him what he was going to prepare, so he could only think about it carefully.He thought of the past that Su Mingyu had talked about before, maybe Su Mingyu still had a shadow in his heart.

"Have you thought about the past?" Qi Jue asked him as tactfully as possible.

"En." Su Mingyu responded, and gently hugged Qi Jue's waist.

No matter how emotional Qi Jue is at this moment, he will take care of his emotions first.

"Then let's take our time." Qi Jue said this sentence with a little reluctance.

He was already in high spirits, and it was really uncomfortable.

"Brother Qi, I'm sorry." Su Mingyu said.

I don't want you to know the truth and hate me too much, so I dare not and can't go any further with you.

"There's nothing to apologize for." Qi Jue kissed him on the cheek: "Let's go to sleep. Don't think too much, be good."

Su Mingyu is still a little hot at the moment: "I'll take a bath again, Brother Qi, go to bed first."

"Okay." Qi Jue smiled lightly.

After Su Mingyu walked away, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled and worried, and frowned slightly.

Qi Jue thinks that the progress has been considered slow. He has kissed countless times and helped each other out before. He doesn't have any hidden problems, so why hasn't he adapted yet.

He couldn't figure it out, could it be that Su Mingyu was so uncomfortable because he was too gradual and suddenly came here today?

This reason seems more plausible, after all, he and Su Mingyu had been kissing for a long time before.

"Brother Qi, are you still asleep?" Su Mingyu came back from washing and saw Qi Jue was still sitting at the table.

"Waiting for you to sleep together." Qi Jue answered naturally.

"Brother Qi is so kind to me." Su Mingyu hugged Qi Jue and put his face against his, showing extreme intimacy.

Qi Jue hugged him to the bed.Su Mingyu lifted the quilt, and stretched out his hand to Qi Jue out of habit—they usually sleep hugging each other like this.

Qi Jue did not refuse, but this time Qi Jue seemed to be more active.She no longer hugged him through the clothes, but reached into his clothes.

Su Mingyu felt Qi Jue's palms lightly pressed against his lower abdomen, embracing him from behind.

The heat from his palm was very warm, without the slightest itchiness.

Qi Jue explained in his ear: "Let you get used to it in advance."

"Brother Qi." Su Mingyu struggled a bit, but did not break away, and smiled helplessly: "Brother Qi, you are so cute."

Qi Jue didn't care about his adjectives, and kissed him sideways: "Sweet dream."

Fortunately, Qi Jue always liked to sleep with him in his arms before, and the ambient temperature was relatively low.Although the direct skin-to-skin contact this time, I can barely adapt.

The next morning, when the sky was dark, Su Mingyu woke up first.

Qi Jue's hand had unknowingly let go of him, he was in a deep sleep, a corner of his undershirt was slightly turned up, revealing his thin and well-proportioned belly, which seemed to feel good in the hand.

Su Mingyu helped him pull it down, and carefully covered him with the quilt.He felt that he couldn't procrastinate any longer, and if he procrastinated, everything would be wrong.

The harm can only accumulate more and more, although there is no difference between being hated by others.But he still hoped that Qi would never hate himself too much.

He went to the table, lit a lamp and wrote a letter.He tied the letter to the pigeon's foot and let it out the window.

Before he set off for the snow-capped mountains, he had informed the people of the Holy Ming Cult that they were on standby nearby, and it was estimated that the letter would reach them soon.

The white dove flew dozens of miles and landed on a tent in the wild.

"The leader has sent a letter." Liang An said.

Xu Changjun walked out of the tent: "What did he say?"

Liang Antong was still opening the envelope, but Xu Changjun snatched it away.He looked at Xu Changjun quite speechlessly, thinking that you are asking me a ghost.

While watching, Xu Changjun said: "He said he sent someone to kidnap him at Mingyue Cliff, and asked for the Yin-Yang book by name. Remember to emphasize that you want to snatch the Yin-Yang book only to learn peerless martial arts, and don't show even the slightest sign that you know how to use organs. In addition... ..."

Liang Antong asked curiously, "What else?"

"That's what I was told to do. What does it have to do with you?"

Liang Antong resentfully said, "I don't care too much about it."

He paused for a moment and asked, "Have you thought about who will hijack the leader?"

"You've already shown your face in front of Qi Jue and the others, so it's not convenient to take action." Xu Changjun said: "I think it's better to send Wang Han there."

Wang Han was holding Xu Changjun's cloak boredly beside him, when he suddenly heard Xu Changjun read his name, and looked at him blankly.

"In case Qi Jue is eager to save the leader at that time, it will not have much impact if he accidentally kills him."

Wang Han said bitterly: "Master Shengshou, I haven't served you these few days, okay?"

"It is because you have served me well that such a difficult task is entrusted to you." Xu Changjun said earnestly: "You are my confidant general."

fart.Wang Han secretly slandered, your favorite confidant general was clearly sent by you to stay at the helm of the Shengming Sect.

Wang Han recognized the status of his confidant, and silently prayed for a smooth trip.

Heavy snow blocked the night, and another night passed.

The owner of the homestay changed the charcoal in the guest rooms, and said to Su Mingyu: "Tomorrow the wind and snow will not be so heavy, and the sky should be sunny. I have stayed here for several years, so I can't go wrong."

"Yeah." Su Mingyu smiled lightly.

"I don't think you are particularly happy." The owner of the homestay glanced at Su Mingyu's expression: "A lot of people come here and want to leave quickly."

"It's better to leave than to leave, and it's better not to leave if you don't leave." The loneliness in Su Mingyu's eyes flashed past, and he laughed at himself: "This is a trapped place, so it's not a safe haven."

"The guest officer is a person with great wisdom, and he wants to live a more transparent life than the old man." The owner of the hotel said: "With your mentality, no matter what happens, you can see it more openly."

Su Mingyu didn't reply again, it doesn't matter if he can see it or not.

Sometimes what you need to do in life is not to make sure you don't regret it, but to make the right decision.

In the middle of the night, Su Mingyu did not fall asleep.

Qi Jue closed his eyes and slept soundly.His eyelashes fluttered slightly with the cool wind, and his thin lips formed a cool face.

But when he looked at himself, when he hugged himself, when he kissed himself, he was so gentle and affectionate, full of love.

Su Mingyu kissed Qi Jue, and held him for the whole night.He wanted to remember Qi Jue's feelings, and in the late nights without him, in the years without him, when he felt that he couldn't make it, he could still go to see him in his memory.

This is his happiest time, and also his most precious thing.

The next day the wind and snow stopped briefly, Su Mingyu and Qi Jue left the homestay, turned over the mountain when they passed Mingyue Cliff.

Both of them were tired and took a rest on the top of the vast mountain.

"Brother Qi." Su Mingyu pulled Qi Jue down, pointed to the wild rabbit in the distance, and said excitedly.

"Hush." ​​Qi Jue made a silent gesture, and moved towards it carefully.

The hare ran very fast, Qi Jue chased it for a while, picked it up by the ear, and suddenly heard movement from the forest behind him.

He had a bad premonition in his heart, hurried back, and saw a man with a knife in Su Mingyu's throat, looking for their package.

"Who are you?" Qi Jue said coldly, "Let him go quickly."

Wang Han dug out the black iron secret box, and Qi Jue had already pushed to his side.

Wang Han's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and the tip of the knife moved a step closer to the flesh in Su Mingyu's throat, and led Su Mingyu towards the edge of the cliff.

"Help me open it." Wang Han motioned for the black iron secret box with his eyes.

"What do you want this for?" Qi Jue asked.

"I recognize you two. You came down from the snow-capped mountains." Wang Han said, "This must be the book of yin and yang. I want to practice the best magic skills in the world and dominate the martial arts world."

Qi Jue said clearly, "I can't open it."

"If you can't open it, let him go to the palace of the king of hell and ask the king of hell how to open it." Wang Han made a gesture to push Su Mingyu off the cliff.

"Wait a minute." Qi Jue found that this person seemed to have some mental problems, and he couldn't reason with him.If this goes on, it's hard to guarantee that he won't really make any extreme moves.

However, if what he really wants is the secret book to dominate the martial arts world, then the things in it are useless to him.Why don't you give it to him first, exchange Su Mingyu back, and then grab the Yin-Yang book back.

Qi Jue decided that this person was not his opponent, so he made up his mind, and with his hands, he opened a hidden mechanism, and combined the imprint on the hilt of Bai Yuanjian with the black iron secret box.

With a click, the black iron secret box opened.

"I said one, two, three, you let him go. I'll throw you the book of Yin and Yang." Qi Jue discussed.

"Okay." Wang Han responded readily.

The Book of Yin-Yang drew an arc in the air and fell into Wang Han's hands. Wang Han gave Su Mingyu a push.

Seeing that Su Mingyu was out of danger, Qi Jue turned around and attacked Wang Han.

The speed of his sword was too fast, Bai Yuanjian sliced ​​the back of Wang Han's hand, and Wang Han let go in pain.

Qi Jue took the opportunity to stir up the Yin-Yang book in his hand, and the Yin-Yang book flew into the air.

Qi Jue reached out to pick it up, and when he was about to touch it, he suddenly felt someone slap on his shoulder.

He had no support in the air, and was beaten back a few steps.

The book of yin and yang fell from the sky, and Su Mingyu reached out to catch it.

"You..." Qi Jue's expression changed several times: "Stop making trouble, give it to me."

"Sorry, I can't give it to you." Su Mingyu said in a low voice.

His gaze was calm and indifferent, and he flipped through a few pages of the yin and yang book.

"Master, is this the one?" Wang Han asked dog-leggedly from the side.

"En." Su Mingyu responded softly.

"Master." Qi Jue repeated twice in a low voice, and said with a wry smile, "So you've been lying to me all this time."

"Brother Qi, I'm sorry." Su Mingyu looked up at Qi Jue.

Qi Jue sneered: "Why are you being so polite now? You deceived my trust and feelings and did such a despicable thing. Is it useful to come and say sorry to me now?"

Su Mingyu felt ashamed in his heart, but he didn't know what to say when the words reached his lips, so he could only repeat: "I'm sorry."

"Give it to me, and I'll pretend nothing happened. You go back to be your leader of the Holy Ming Sect, and I'll go back to the Wushan Mountain alone." Qi Jue paused, he had never said such a difficult word in his life: "I'll pretend I've never seen you before."

Su Ming's heart was cut like a knife, but he still stood there and did not agree.

"I'll say it again." Qi Jue moved his hand to Bai Yuanjian, and his voice became stiff: "Either keep it, or keep your life."