Immortal couple

"How are you? Brother Sect Master."

The lights in the room were turned off, and you couldn't see your fingers. Wu Zhu tried to light up the spiritual light with his index finger while asking.

Just after lighting up a small area, Mei Aoshuang stopped her hastily: "Don't look at me!"

Wu tried to stop in front of the screen, looked at the calligraphy and painting next to him, and said, "Is it useless? No way, I'll add more mana." Then, he rolled up his sleeves and cast the spell again.

"I'm... much better." Mei Aoshuang said: "It's just...compared to the pain on my body, my heart feels lonely, I've been in seclusion for three years...every full moon night I get a fever, the master said it's the reincarnation technique He also has side effects. From the perspective of the outside world, this is a fatal weakness. It must not be known, otherwise the Xianyang reincarnation technique will have no place to stand. I have never questioned this, and I dare not let people know... "

Who would have thought that all the glory and hard work of that blessed son of heaven, the disciple of the head of the sect with infinite brilliance on the top of the mountains, was just a pawn in a conspiracy, and was finally discarded like a mustard... To accept the life experience that cannot be faced.

There are two things in the world that should not be looked at directly: one is the sun and the other is the human heart.

Looking directly at the sun will damage people's eyesight, and the eyes will be dark; looking directly at people's hearts will damage people's character and cover them with a layer of dust.

Wu tried to go to the bed and extinguished the spiritual fire: "I... I'm not very good at comforting people, um... As the saying goes, a hero doesn't ask where he came from, and that... that's what, oh, look away. "

"No need to say that!"

"Oh……"

Speechless for a while, only Mei Aoshuang's painful breathing could be heard in the darkness, and the scorching sting could be felt through the air.Wu Zhuzhu stretched out his hand in the air and took it back again. When he reached out for the third time, he was touched by another slender hand that was slightly sweating.

Wu tried to withdraw quickly: "Sorry, I just..."

Mei Aoshuang directly held his hand and pulled towards him, but Wu Shizhu didn't react, fell onto the bed and fell into the other person's arms.

Without the heavy fragrance, a strong and hot masculine breath rushed towards his face, Wu tried to feel like something was bombing his chest, and stammered: "That...Senior Brother Sect Leader? This appearance is not good for you to rest! "

"It's okay." With just these two words, Mei Aoshuang wrapped his arms around him with a sad tone.

"Really okay?"

"fine……"

Wu tried to stop doubting, lying in his arms, smelling another smell of the beating chest, unable to tell what it was, painful, heartbroken, trembling a little bit of hesitation, couldn't tell... …Until the night was deep, the mottled window shadows from the moonlight stopped on the half-opened petals, soaked in silvery sadness.

There was a coldness on the back of my hand, and a tear that didn't belong to me came silently...

It rained lightly the next day, and the water drops hanging from the eaves in front of the window made a tinkling sound, and a lotus flower in the vase opened.

On a summer day, the air in the rain was much cooler. Wu Shiqiu lay on his back and hugged the quilt and slept soundly. Mei Aoshuang by the bed watched him for a long time, straightened the quilt for him from time to time, and put his hands and feet in it neatly. After a while, he was kicked into a pile of shit and stuck in his arms.

If in the past, he had frozen him straight with the freezing technique and hung him to the waterfall, Mei Aoshuang looked down at her hand, and sighed for a while, even if she had supreme mana, she didn't want to do that so-called thing again. Wu tried to follow the correct way, and he would not follow the road drawn by others, so he would not draw such a road...

Turning around, Mei Aoshuang went to the opposite bedroom to bring a brocade quilt, covered Wu Shizhu, tucked the corners of the quilt, sat down in the armchair opposite, made a pot of tea, smelled the tea to calm her mind, and listened to the rain. Plantain, watching the scenery of the world.

"Brother Sect Leader..." Wu tried to wake up from the heat, rubbed his eyes and muttered, "Why are you making tea here?"

"Wake up." Mei Aoshuang dialed the tea soup: "Do you want breakfast?"

"It's raining..." Wu tried to look at the weather outside, and while putting on his coat, he rubbed his belly: "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon."

Wu tried to get out of bed in a hurry: "How about breakfast? Just lunch."

"Alright." Mei Aoshuang nodded and drank a cup of tea.

After staring at the person in front of him for a while, Wu Shizhu felt for the first time that the head disciple of Popsicle was so cooperative. He slept until the sun basked in his butt, but he didn't show that disgusting expression.And... last night, two big men hugged each other and slept all night, I wiped... Wu Shizhu quickly got goosebumps off his body.

After washing his face with water, Mei Aoshuang's gaze also fell on this side, which made Wu Shizhu a little unaccustomed: "You..."

"what happened?"

Wu Chuzhu paused, and said, "You look...in good condition."

"En." Mei Aoshuang replied, seeing that he had finished washing his face, she handed him a cup of tea.

Wu Zhuo took it and drank it: "Thank you!"

"There is something... I want to ask you." Mei Aoshuang looked at him and said, there was a ray of doubt in her eyes, as if soaked in spring water.

"Well, you ask."

"Your adoptive father...buried the Sea Punishment Emperor, did you kill him?"

At that moment, the smile on Wu Zhuji's face froze, and after a fleeting moment, he wiped away the vague gloom, nodded: "Yes."

For a few times, Mei Aoshuang felt that Wu Zhuang was betrayed by the people who raised them just like him, maybe... Wu Zhuzhu suffered even more unbearable than him, so he killed Xinghuang under some kind of backlog.However...this matter was placed on him, but he didn't have the idea of ​​killing that person. He...was forced into such a situation that he killed him.

What's more, it takes a strong person to get the head of the emperor buried in the sea who has dominated one side for 3000 years.

"Why?" The question was a little heavy.

Wu tried to put down the teacup, his expression was cold: "Don't ask..."

"I was the one who was abrupt." Mei Aoshuang apologized to him, feeling a little ashamed.

He thought that I was abandoned like him, no, Emperor Xing... never abandoned me.

Wu tried to take a deep look at him, then went downstairs, his expression became more serious, the traces of pain spread to his slightly wrinkled eyebrows, and the eye sockets that had been dry for a long time turned moist.

The wind made the calligraphy and painting flutter, Mei Aoshuang stood at the window and looked at the back, suddenly, that thin and small body, like a dry leaf, drifted in the deep sea covered with frost, the loneliness left behind for thousands of years desert.Something called distress fell into my heart.

After ordering half a jug of wine, Wu tried to drink it quickly, the hot liquid hit his heart directly, burning the hard shell on his heart to shatter.People in the world come and go alone, but he was born with a nightmare. No matter how much hope he has today, there will be no harm tomorrow. The sin he can't get rid of is his knot in his heart that he can't fly three times.

In the evening, the rain stopped, and the number of people staying in the hotel increased. Wu Shizhu had already been drinking all afternoon, half drunk at the square table in the lobby, and sometimes said a few gossips to passers-by.

"Hey, young master, your seal is black..."

"You're black, drunk." The man flung his sleeves and walked away.

"This aunt..."

"Who are you talking about?" A gorgeously dressed woman was very unhappy, turned around and accused the shopkeeper, "Can you get rid of these dubious people!"

The shopkeeper was in a dilemma: "But...but..."

"Sorry." Mei Aoshuang came down from upstairs and said to the shopkeeper, "I'll take him away right away."

"It's okay, it's okay..." The woman was polite, her attitude turned 180 degrees, and Mei Aoshuang's dust-washed fairy figure was imprinted in her eyes, all dissatisfaction disappeared.

Walking to the table, Mei Aoshuang first took the wine from his hand.

"Who? Dare to snatch my...wine?" Wu Chuzhu raised his head and glared, seeing Mei Aoshuang slanted his eyebrows and smiled: "Ah, where is this little fairy, he looks so good..."

"You drank too much." Mei Aoshuang's indifferent eyes had half a heartache.

"What?" Wu tried to slap the table and stood up, and said in disbelief, "Will I drink too much?"

Mei Aoshuang stopped talking to him, put the money for the wine on the table, pulled Wu Shiguo into her arms, took her back to the room, and asked Xiao Er for a bowl of hangover soup.

"Xiao Xianjun... I know who you are?" After being placed on the long couch by the window, Wu Shiqi said in a drunken state, "You are Han Lingzi... my senior brother... right?"

Mei Aoshuang called a pot of hot water and responded softly: "En."

"Do you know why I treat you well?" Wu tried to ask with a smile.

Mei Aoshuang was about to wipe his face, but the hand holding the hot towel stopped, her originally cold eyes looked expectantly, and said, "Why?"

"Haha..." Wu tried to laugh smugly, "Because I'm good to everyone."

This answer made Mei Aoshuang a little bit disappointed, he bent down and wiped Wu Shishu's face.

Wu Qi grabbed those slender and clean hands like a cat, put them in his arms to prevent him from moving, and raised his eyebrows: "Do you know who I am?"

Looking at Chi Chi's face, Mei Aoshuang paused again, and replied, "The Ancient Burial Sea Road."

"Wrong! I am your flower picker, haha..."

Thinking of those times when he was humiliated in public, Mei Aoshuang unexpectedly lost her anger, instead she blushed instantly.

Wu tried to continue laughing: "How is it? Doesn't it feel good to be picked flowers?" Then he punched that tall and straight chest, and said angrily: "If you have nothing to do, use that broken spell to freeze me. Now I will seal your spell." , you try to freeze another one?"

"No more." Mei Aoshuang clenched that fist, as if making an oath.

Wu Chuzhu was stunned by the drunkenness on his face, his eyes blurred, not sure if it was a dream or real.

"Guest officer, the hangover soup is here." Xiaoer entered the room and put a bowl of soup on the table before leaving.

Mei Aoshuang also woke up as if awake, took out the hand that was held in Wu Zhu's arms, wiped him clean carefully, turned around and brought over the hangover soup.

"Drink it."

Wu tried to shake his head: "No drink."

"Be obedient, drink it." This time Mei Aoshuang softened her tone.

Looking at the soup bowl like that, recalling the scene when Xinghuang poured medicine on him when he was a child, there was a burst of bitterness, a burst of longing, Wu Chuzhu's eyes gradually whirled, and then a burst of nausea came up, and he lay on the side of the couch and vomited.

Mei Aoshuang put down the bowl, patted him on the back to comfort him, and then twisted the handkerchief to clean up the drunken man. After cleaning the ground, the hangover soup was almost cold when he came back.

"Drink it soon." Mei Aoshuang got a little impatient, and handed over the bowl.

That appearance seemed to overlap with that of the original Xinghuang. Wu Shiqi looked at him pitifully with teary eyes and said, "Father...you want to force me again?..."

Mei Aoshuang seemed to understand the reason for his resistance, so she took a sip of the soup herself, held his face in her hand, and fed it to those clean lips.

The decoction warmed up in Mei Aoshuang's mouth, and flowed into Wu Shizhu's mouth little by little, like a warm current flowing down the river, and slipping in like a ribbon of liquid with electric current, Wu Shizhu's blurred eyes widened, startled Under the pressure, he choked himself, and then he was sluggish, leaning against the back of the couch, motionless.

With a calm face, Mei Aoshuang continued to feed her mouthful, until the third mouthful, Wu Zhuzhu came back to her senses, the tip of her tongue touched Mei Aoshuang's lips and teeth as she wanted to speak, her moist eyes were like spring water generally settled.

Mei Aoshuang also stopped like a solidified statue, her ears turned red like burning iron, as if something had been ignited, she just moved lightly, her cold tongue slightly touched, like a layer of moving ripples exploded in her heart .

The remaining bowl of soup was neglected on the tea table, Mei Aoshuang hugged Wu Shizhu in her arms, her breathing became short of breath, and she kissed slowly and softly, as if she wanted to comfort each other's pain with this kiss.

Wu Chuan was so kissed by this kiss that his blood swelled, and even all the drunkenness disappeared from the kiss. His body went limp for a while, and he almost fell. Seeing the trace of affection in Mei Aoshuang's eyes, he seemed to be violently bumped by something in his heart, and he was at a loss what to do. With a force, they pushed each other away, and the feeling of trembling still remained in their mouths.

"I... I'm drunk..." Wu tried to whisper, his eyes didn't know where to look, and he dodged around.

Mei Aoshuang also seemed to be woken up immediately, she calmed down instantly, and said, "I'm sorry..."

"No, it's not your fault." Wu tried to get up hurriedly.

"Wu Shizhu...I..." For the first time, Mei Aoshuang felt that it was so difficult for her to speak, and her words were out of order.

"Rest early, I'm going out tomorrow."

"Ah."

Mei Aoshuang didn't ask him where he was going or what he was doing, he knew he had many secrets, but those secrets must be riddled with holes, and he didn't want to face the reality, so why would he want to recall those things, don't do what he wants, don't Applying it to others, this truth is quite clear.It's just that the moving face of the lips just now is still lingering in the bottom of my heart.

Back in the house, Wu tried to hold his still beating chest, looked at the stars in the sky, stroked his own lips, and there was still half a trace of the warmth of that person.

The next day was still drizzling, and the tiles were beating fine syllables.

After Wu Tutu left this time, Mei Aoshuang stopped going out casually, and just brewed a pot of tea by the window, watched the people coming and going downstairs, and sometimes heard some anecdotes.

"The world is constantly plagued by monsters, and the world of cultivating immortals is also in full swing. The world is in chaos." A loose monk sighed.

Another little Taoist priest nodded: "That's not it... Master Xingyao was killed last night, and the murderer was Xianyue's head disciple, Mei Aoshuang!"

This news made most shopkeepers gather around, and Mei Aoshuang's hand holding the teaspoon froze in mid-air.

"What? Mei Aoshuang? That immortal cultivator genius? Isn't he the rising star of Xianyue? How could he do such a thing?"

"That's right, and Xianyue and Xingyaotang are good friends, why is there such a big conflict, little Taoist priest, could it be that you made a mistake?"

The little Taoist said firmly: "My cousin is from Xingyao Hall, can this kind of news be spread? Master Xingyao died of ice magic, and a sword pierced his heart. This kind of magic can kill Master Xingyao. The whole Only Mei Aoshuang can do it in the Xianmen Daomeng."

"And..." Sanxiu Taoist added: "Xianyue held the Dao League meeting the day before yesterday, and announced that the head disciple, Mei Aoshuang, fell into the demonic way because of the burning silence love gu, which means that Xianyue is also looking for him. "

"What is the Fenji Love Gu?"

The little Taoist explained: "One of the three forbidden techniques of the Immortal Gate, the voodoo person will have an obsessive love for the person who has designated a primer, and will force sex, and will eat the mating partner after the end! Scary, isn't it?"

Everyone was terrified!

"Such a perverted spell should really be banned."

"Then isn't Mei Aoshuang the wanted target of the entire Immortal Dao League?"

The casual monk said: "Yes, another emergency call was issued this morning, and all factions of the Daoist League have already taken full action. Even our loose cultivators can receive [-] spirit stones as long as they provide clues."

"Fifty thousand! What a generous sum."

The little Taoist waved his hand: "Hey, Xingyaotang paid the money. Fairy Baguio is crazy and wants to avenge his grandpa's blood."

"Recently, the Xueze demon clan has also started to run rampant. The current demon king has issued a letter of war, demanding blood from the four major families! The first one is Sanssouci Palace."

One of them laughed lightly: "How can Xue Ze today have the strength of that year? Although Sanssouci Palace doesn't care about world affairs, it is not a soft persimmon!"

"Why are demons getting more and more stupid now?"

"Who knows? Instead of worrying about those monsters, it's better to inquire about Mei Aoshuang's whereabouts, and you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life."

…………

Mei Aoshuang stood up stiffly, with her eyes fixed in her sockets, she looked a little lost.

The murderer wanted by the Quandao League...

Falling into the devil's way...

Master... How else do you want to destroy the little affection left in my heart?

"Heh..." Mei Aoshuang chuckled coldly, her eyes were frosty: "In order to force me to show up, she didn't hesitate to stain her hands with blood..."