After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

The man stood up, untied the fairy rope on Lu Ran's wrist, and then stood back behind the old man without saying a word.Lu Ran couldn't continue to pretend to be asleep now, so he had to sit up and act like he had just woken up, trying to put on a look of fear on his face.

The tall man shouted at Lu Ran: "Hey! Play those spells of yours again!"

Lu Ran looked at him innocently.

What spell?Swallowing needles and spitting fire or crushing boulders in the chest?

Seeing that Lu Ran was not moving, the tall man was about to kick him.Lu Ran's fingertips moved slightly, and the haystack under the tall man's feet suddenly exploded. He was caught off guard and tripped to the ground, slamming heavily on the frozen ground.

so close.The dwarf gloated at his companion.Almost made a fool of myself.

so close.The old caravan's heart skipped a beat.This little monk still seems to have two brushes, and he almost recruited a little ancestor for himself.

so close.Lu Ran wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and two blushes appeared on his cheeks.He almost couldn't control his spiritual power and broke his bones.

The man in gray cast a cold glance at the bandit who was lying on the ground cursing, and silently withdrew the lethal breath.

It's dangerous, almost.

The old man stepped forward cautiously and pushed the hay on the ground with his feet.There were no traces of explosions on the ground.The young immortal cultivator blushed with all his strength, and the spell he used was only enough to raise the weeds.

He calmed down a little, and a greedy gleam flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

The bandit stood up with a limp, turned into a rage, turned around and wanted to rough up Lu Ran, but was stopped by the short man.The dwarf shouted at the old man: "Did you see that? This is a disciple of the Yanni Pavilion in the Central Plains. His magic power is low and he can only blow sparks."

The old man's pupils shrank slightly.

Lu Ran was also quite surprised.Hey, these two big fools don't look very smart, but they still know about Yanni Pavilion.

Yanni Pavilion is a fairy family famous for making firearms in the Central Plains—of course, some sects that mainly build civil engineering, such as the Duanmu Family, say that it is an unlucky thing that is famous for destroying houses and carrying out terrorist bombings.His former sixth senior sister was the eldest lady of Yanni Pavilion.

The dwarf was still muttering: "Cultivators seldom come to the west in recent years, and our brothers managed to lure him to the border. If you miss it, there will be no next one! The price is absolutely fair!"

Lu Ran: "?"

Ah, so it looks like this?

Next, the bandits began to bargain with the caravan elders.Finally, a consensus was reached, and the old man bought Lu Ran with fifteen silver dollars, and the transaction was successful.

Lu Ran: "..."

His heart was numb.Why has it become popular to resell cultivators at the border?No wonder the horse bandits saw themselves as they saw silver.Fifteen silver dollars for a device repair, it is really cheap and worth the money.

The two horse bandits collected the money and left at night without further delay.The old man whispered some instructions to the young man in gray behind him, and then walked out of the room and went back to rest.

Only Lu Ran and the young man in gray were left in the warehouse.The room was silent, and the clear moonlight shone into the room, reflecting in the youth's jewel-like eyes, like a pool of silvery spring water.

An inexplicable feeling slowly surged in Lu Ran's heart, as if the velvet grass gently brushed across his heart, lighting a soft light in his soul.

He was inexplicably afraid to continue to look directly into the young man's gaze, and lowered his head a little shyly.

When he lowered his head, he couldn't see those seductive eyes, and when the cool wind blew again, Lu Ran's whole body shivered, his mind cleared up, and he felt something was wrong.This is a human trafficker.What is he?Bow to evil forces?

So Lu Ran raised his chin viciously again.

The young man no longer looked at himself with that kind of eyes that people dare not look directly at.He was quickly taking off the burqa he was wearing, walked up to Lu Ran and put the warm burqa on Lu Ran's body.

This is a half-hugging posture, the young man's arms are holding Lu Ranxuan in front of his chest.The warm breath came from the broad chest of the man in front of him, accompanied by the faint fragrance of Tianshan light snow.

The robe was too big for Lu Ran.The young man lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, his red lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were focused on the knot of the robe in his hand, his slender white fingers deftly twisted the rope, and tied a delicate knot on Lu Ran's neckline.

Lu Ran's cheeks turned red when he saw it, as if he was drunk, and his mind was dizzy.

In fact, in all fairness, a man's appearance does not rank well in the world of immortal cultivation where there are so many beauties.But he stood in front of him, tying his clothes seriously, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his face.

As if the bright light in the soul was on, the halo spread out in circles.Except for the two of them, the flowers before the moon and under the moon have lost their color.

In fact, in fact, he also has difficulties, right?Maybe, maybe he followed that bad old man out of necessity, right?His heart is still kind, right?

The young man fastened his robe for Lu Ran, and took out a length of rope from his sleeve.

But Lu Ran didn't look at him at all.He is trying to convince his conscience.He, he doesn't belong to the beauties who are so dazed and forget the bottom line.He's trying to influence the lost prodigal son, yes, influence, that's all.He is persuading the poor child who has gone astray to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, to change his evil and return to the right.

Lu Ran straightened out the logic, straightened up, strengthened, and raised his head happily.Then, at some point, the young man was half bent and patiently tied a piece of smooth rope around his wrist.

The tentacles of the rope are warm and delicate, which is very different from the previous fake tied fairy rope.The young man tied the rope, and tied the extra length around his left wrist.Then he straightened up and asked softly, "How is it? Is it tight? Is it uncomfortable?"

Lu Ran: "..."

Is there a possibility? This is not a question of whether the rope is tight or uncomfortable.Instead, he tied his hands like a prisoner. This move itself has a big problem?

Lu Ran looked at the man in front of him with a downcast face full of hostility.To save some depraved youths, if there is no way to save them, let them be destroyed.Qi Xiu's hands are so sensitive and important, generally only the person whom Qi Xiu trusts the most will be allowed to touch his hands.

So at this moment, according to Song Jun's plan, he wants to act honestly as a sick and weak young man who is forbidden to speak by the sealed mana.When everything is settled and there is no need to pretend, he will be the first to send this bastard to the rescue.

With resentment in his heart, Lu Ran turned his head angrily.The young man's fingertips twitched eagerly, but in the end he just brushed against Lu Ran's cheek cautiously, and put the cap of the burqa on him.

Lu Ran stared at the upper of his shoe, feeling a slight tug on his wrist.The young man took the rope connecting the two wrists, and led him out of the warehouse like a cold kiln, and walked towards the guest room opposite with warm lights.

Without that thin wall, the chilling wind rushed all over him at once.Lu Ran's face was huddled in the furry hat, listening to the howling wind through the thick blouse, trying to restrain himself from glancing to the side.

The young man gave Lu Ran his robe, and now he only wears a thin jacket.Standing in front again, blocking the harsh cold wind for himself.Spring in the borderlands came later than in the Central Plains, and the desolate night wind poured into the man's sleeves like a knife, making him look thin and fragile.The palm that had no blood in it was as pale as paper now.

Lu Ran couldn't hold back, and quietly poured a little spiritual power into him along the rope to maintain his body temperature.Just a little bit, he certainly won't notice it.I was just afraid that he would freeze to death on the way, and it would be difficult to explain without an alibi.When you get indoors, stop immediately.

Where Lu Ran couldn't see, a faint smile appeared on the man's lips.

Pushing the door open and entering the guest building, the rustling wind was blocked outside the door.The lights have been turned off at this point, and there is silence in the poorly decorated lobby. The dry and quiet air is filled with a faint wood chip aroma, which reminds people of crackling bonfires, clean bedding, warm rice wine and other warming things.

Lu Ran followed the young man to the room on the second floor.The candlesticks lit up, illuminating the room with a dim and ambiguous light.The room was far cleaner and more comfortable than Lu Ran had imagined. It was hard to imagine that this was the room where the caravan servants lived in a small post in Guancheng on the western border of Da Zhou.

Lu Ran sat on the edge of the bed, trying not to let out a comfortable sigh in his throat.This day is either riding or being ridden, as tired as a dog.Now I can finally sit on the fluffy and soft bed, every muscle in my body has been relieved and relaxed, and I don't want to move lazily.

Lu Ran really wanted to just fall back and bury his whole body in the soft bedding.But no, because when he was about to lie down, he was stopped by some annoying ghost in the same room.

The young man held Lu Ran's wrist, let him lean half on his body, bent down and untied the knot for him, took off the burqa, folded it and put it aside.

It's too close, and the cool and distant aroma is even more lingering in the warm environment.The light in the soul flickered suddenly, trembling a bit shyly.

After taking off the burqa, the young man patiently helped him unbutton the cotton shirt inside one by one.Lu Ran lowered his eyebrows, his eyes didn't know where to look, and the strange softness flowed down the spine and spread all over his body.

After removing the outer clothes for Lu Ran, the young man squatted down again, his knuckle fingers reached for the boots on Lu Ran's feet.Lu Ran hadn't enjoyed this kind of treatment before, she was startled, and quickly reached out to stop him.

It's not like he's really a young master who was raised proudly by a wealthy family, who doesn't work hard and doesn't know the grain.You can do things like undressing and shoe removal by yourself, and you don't need to bother others to wait on you.

Then as soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw two wrists that were tightly tied together by the rope and could not move.

So Lu Ran sat back blankly.

This wave, this wave is what someone deserves!

Lu Ran lay comfortably on the bed, too lazy to move.The young man removed Lu Ran's shoes and socks, let him sit on the inner side of the bed, and pulled the quilt to surround him inside.Lu Ran was wrapped in a quilt and looked like a ball of fluff. He saw the young man walk to a corner of the house and light a copper stove.After a while, a faint milky fragrance emanated from the copper stove.

Lu Ran licked his lips.

This prisoner is treated quite well, can he still have supper?

Some sugar was added to the milky white milk in the copper stove, and there were bubbling bubbles. The young man poured it into a porcelain bowl and brought it to Lu Ran's bed.There is delicate white foam in the freshly boiled milk, and the tantalizing sweetness lingers on the tip of the nose.

Lu Ran thought of the real goods in those "tea" boxes that he had peeked at, and he was not surprised why he had to bring white sugar with him when he came to this poor place.

Lu Ran looked at the young man helplessly, completely unaware that only his head was exposed when the quilt was rolled up, and his eyes were shining, like a kitten with soft fur.

The young man hooked his lips, picked up the porcelain spoon with his right hand, stirred it in the bowl, scooped up a spoon and blew on it, touched the rosy thin lips to test the temperature, and then brought the spoon firmly to Lu Ran's mouth.

In theory, this kind of behavior of opening one's mouth after leisure and work is worthy of condemnation.But Lu Ranquan thought it was the blessing of someone with bad conduct who bound his hands, and sat on the bed with peace of mind, waiting for the young man to take the trouble to hand over the milk spoon by spoon.

The warm and smooth milk is mixed with a little sugar, and it slides into the stomach warmly.It was almost midnight, and the drowsiness gradually evaporated, and Lu Ran's eyes gradually blurred.The young man handed the spoon to his mouth again, Lu Ran tightly closed his lips, squinted his eyes and shook his head slightly, not wanting to drink any more.

The young man didn't force him, he wiped off the milk froth on the corners of Lu Ran's lips with his fingertips, and drank the remaining half bowl of milk in one gulp.Lu Ran lay down on the bed, her long hair was scattered behind her head, her eyes were blurry and sticky, and she couldn't open them.

The young man didn't know what to do, and there was a faint sound of jingling.Lu Ran was so sleepy that his upper and lower eyelids wished they could stick together.Suddenly, he felt a warm wetness on his face.

What are you doing!It also keeps people from sleeping!This is abusing captives, you know!

Lu Ran opened his eyes impatiently, and the young man wiped his cheeks with a clean white handkerchief just dipped in hot water.From the forehead, to the bridge of the nose, to the lips, the movements are gentle, as if treating some most precious and delicate treasure.

After dipping in water again, he scrubbed the fingertips and palms of his hands carefully.

At first, Lu Ran was watching with his eyelids stretched, and at some point later, he completely fell asleep.

When the young man raised his head, Lu Ran was completely asleep.Lying on his side with his arms curled up in front of his chest, his fingers unconsciously tugged at the corner of the quilt, looking very insecure.The young man covered the quilt for him. After getting up to wash himself, he folded his clothes and lay sideways on the outside of the bed. He reached out and patted Lu Ran's back lightly.

Outside the dark window, the harsh wind blew across the desolate Gobi, and flying sand and rocks raged under the deep night.

In the house separated by a wall, a warm fragrance lingers in the room.The dim light flickered, and the two breathed lightly and evenly, slowly intertwined and intertwined.