CH 131

“That’s enough.” Qin Lang closed the front of his clothes. Lang Qianxing’s obviously upright but strangely ambiguous eyes made his cheeks flushed, he couldn’t help but raise his voice.

Lang Qianxing stared directly at him, without any self-awareness and humility of a disciple.

Coupled with the repeated kisses, Qin Lang frowned and was about to attack, but the fellow ran away with great discernment.

Qin Lang watched him soak the handkerchief in the stream, washed it twice, wrung the water, ran back, and half-knelt in front of Qin Lang, posing to wipe the dust off Qin Lang’s face.

“I’ll do it myself.” Qin Lang raised his uninjured hand, and was about to take the handkerchief, but he didn’t expect Lang Qianxing to ignore his words. He pinch his chin lightly with one hand, and wipe Qin Lang’s face with the handkerchief with the other.

“Lang Qianxing!” Qin Lang couldn’t bear it any longer, and glared angrily at his disciple, who was behaving more and more boldly.

Lang Qianxing hurriedly knelt down and looked at Qin Lang aggrievedly, “Master…What did I do wrong?”

Qin Lang was annoyed by him and he still asked what he did wrong?

Lang Qianxing lowered his head and muttered, “Didn’t master say you want to save me?”

“What?” Qin Lang was confused by his words.

“Master, you have to be responsible for me!” Lang Qianxing still seemed aggrieved, but his attitude was unrelenting.

Qin Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, his still indifferent tone sounded a little dangerous: “Lang Qianxing, am I being too indulgent toward you?”

“Yes!” Who knew that Lang Qianxing actually answered like this, “It is because of your indulgence that I have feelings that I shouldn’t have.”

Qin Lang frowned. The demon, who just ran away, is an example that is still there. If he doesn’t want Lang Qianxing to be the next one, he must think carefully about how to deal with it.

But before he could think it through, he saw Lang Qianxing, who was kneeling in front of him, suddenly approached him, his eyes locked on him, and he said, “Then, can master tell Qianxing what I have just done in the tree house…why didn’t master run away? Didn’t you recover before I went up? Master didn’t hide nor did you immediately ‘wake up’ and scolded me to go down. It’s not like you are waiting for me to approach, it’s not like you…loosen in order to capture, right?”

“Shut up!” Qin Lang was shocked and angry.

Lang Qianxing got closer, with a somewhat forceful attitude: “I asked master to go to the lantern festival, does master really don’t understand my feeling? But you still went. I kissed you secretly that day, but when you woke up, you didn’t punish me. Isn’t master just telling me that master also has the same feeling about me? Master, you know everything, if you don’t want to, why don’t you simply reject me and give me no chance? Or was all this just master teasing me?”

The word teasing reminded Qin Lang of Lang Qianxing’s last life, so desperate and painful, he subconsciously replied: “No.”

Lang Qianxing’s eyes stared at Qin Lang like a wolf. He said word by word, “If it’s not, then what’s the reason? If master says it’s because you want to save me, then you should be responsible, right? It’s all because of master. If you think that it is wrong for me to like you, then it’s also your fault. It’s your indulgence, it’s your unclear attitude, it’s you…you are so kind to me that I can’t extricate myself and sink into the quagmire.”

Qin Lang was slightly startled, unable to say anything to refute. The ending of Lang Qianxing in his last life was caused by Yun Hua, but he was also the cause of everything. Therefore, even though Lang Qianxing went a little far on something, he is not willing to punish him severely, so as to avoid adding another wound to Lang Qianxing’s heart and repeating the same mistakes. However, the matter of love, he is still too new to it. He doesn’t know how to deal with it, so Lang Qianxing gets deeper and deeper into it.

As for him, as Lang Qianxing said, why not just be more straightforward? Why did he not avoid it? Did he really have no other thought?

Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang’s confused and swaying gazes, his eyes moved slightly, and he continued to add: “Master, the Chiyang sword was prepared for me long ago, right? You haven’t given such a precious sword to the two senior brothers who served you in Qingyun Peak for many years but you gave it to me. Look, you treat me so well and treat me so differently from your other two disciples, aren’t you just trying to induce me into loving you a little more?”

Lang Qianxing had completely moved in front of Qin Lang. The tip of their noses touched, and their breaths could be completely blended together when speaking.

“I…” Qin Lang looked at Lang Qianxing’s exceptionally bright eyes, and felt a little confused. His thin breathing was a little suffocating, but unexpectedly, it made him flutter.

When Lang Qianxing’s lips pressed over again, Qin Lang forgot to dodge, his misty eyes were still looking at Lang Qianxing’s eyes in confusion. Lang Qianxing stretched out his hand and gently covered Qin Lang’s eyes, as if to tell Qin Lang not to look, but to feel.

The tender and cherished kiss comforted Qin Lang little by little and erased his doubts little by little. A little sweet, Qin Lang can taste it. Lang Qianxing’s feeling for him is like the food Lang Qianxing made for him when he first entered Qingyun Peak.

After the kiss, Qin Lang opened his eyes, still filled with mist, cute and pitiful. Lang Qianxing looked at him happily, then hugged him in his arms and whispered, “Master…Thank you.”

They were not in a hurry to return to Tianyun Sect. Qin Lang said that he would go back after his injury healed. Of course, Lang Qianxing had no objection. Even if he and Qin Lang have to stay in the lower realm for a lifetime, it doesn’t really matter to him if they never return to Tianyun Sect.

As for Yun Hua, as long as he doesn’t provoke him again in the future, he will treat it as just a matter from his previous life, he won’t care about it any more. It is enough for him to have Qin Lang.

Qin Lang needed to recover from his injuries, so he no longer sealed his cultivation base. Lang Qianxing also had some aftereffect because of the sudden surge in cultivation, so he needed to cultivate.

The sky has not yet fully lighted up, Qin Lang is sitting meditating in the morning mist with his eyes closed, the frost left some frost flower on his wing-like eyelashes. The coldest part of a day in summer is this half an hour, but frost is definitely not something that should appear in this season, it is Qin Lang’s water spirits root.

Lang Qianxing just came back from washing by the stream. He squatted in front of Qin Lang and observed Qin Lang’s beautiful eyelashes for a while, trying his best to restrain the urge to touch it with his fingers. Master is still healing, of course he can’t distract him.

After a while, the frost flower on Qin Lang’s eyelashes gradually condensed into ice flowers, but his lips were still the normal color. It wasn’t like ordinary people where it was frozen purple, it was still pink and crystal clear, always tempting someone to taste.

Lang Qianxing put away his fast-rising thoughts. He quietly got up, picked up the Chiyang Sword, and walked to a position where he would not disturb Qin Lang to practice the sword.

When the sun rises in the east, the entire hill is covered with a layer of gold. The frost that condensed on Qin Lang’s body quickly melted away, leaving no water stains.

Qin Lang opened his eyes. What caught his eye was the figure of a young man with a satisfied smile practicing his sword in the morning light. His every move was sharp but not dark, full of vigor, like the rising sun melting the frost all over Qin Lang’s body, giving out warmth.

After Lang Qianxing finished a set of sword moves, he turned around and found that Qin Lang had woken up at some point and was looking at him.

He smiled back at Qin Lang, put the Chiyang Sword into its scabbard, and ran towards Qin Lang along the refreshing morning breeze. The wind lifted his hair and the corners of his clothes, so dazzling in the bright sun.

“Master!”

“Mm.” Qin Lang got up from the ground and patted the grass clippings. He had already changed into a different set of clothes. The previous one was slash and stained with blood, which affected his image too much. However, Qin Lang didn’t take a bath in the stream as he did before. He didn’t know if Lang Qianxing would peeked at him like before, but now he has started to fall in love, it’s impossible for him to be able to go topless so quickly in front of his future dao companion.

After all, he knew very well that his junior disciples were not a decent gentleman like ‘master wants to take a bath, so I’ll avoid it’. Therefore, according to Yun Jue’s reserved and slow personality, their development should not be so fast-although Qin Lang really wanted to drive on the expressway.

“Stretch out your hand.” Although Qin Lang’s tone was still very light, he could still hear the tenderness in it if he paid attention.

Lang Qianxing thought that master was going to give a token of love, so he happily stretched out his right hand and opened his palm to prepare to accept.

However, Qin Lang lightly squeezed his fingers with one hand, tucked his sleeve up with the other, and placed his cool finger on Lang Qianxing’s pulse precisely.

Lang Qianxing showed some disappointment on his face. Qin Lang naturally saw it.

Qin Lang let go of him, “It’s not a big thing. I have sealed the Chiyang Sword before, but now it belongs to you. If it’s not an emergency, it’s better to use it sparingly with your current cultivation.”

Lang Qianxing nodded obediently. He actually wanted to say that after the battle, he could feel that he didn’t have the initial difficulty in controlling the Chiyang Sword. Although he didn’t quite understand it himself, he could feel that the demon bloodline in his body seemed to absorb something.

But since Qin Lang didn’t notice it, after hesitating, he thought it would be better not to say it. It was difficult for master to accept him. If he were to let him know that he actually had the demon blood hidden in his body at this time, he would be regarded by master as the same kind as Xuanyuan Qi no matter how hard he pestered him.

“Stretch out your hand.”

Lang Qianxing thought that Qin Lang had found something and wanted to confirm it again. Even though he knew that it would not be a good result if Qin Lang found out, if Qin Lang had doubts about him, what was the use of covering it up? Unexpectedly, he has not been happy for a few days and now he has to leave so soon?

Qin Lang looked as his face got worse and worse but he didn’t say anything. This time, Lang Qianxing held out his empty outstretched hand, revealing his wrist.

But he didn’t see Qin Lang’s jade hand on his wrist again. Instead, a cold object was stuffed into his empty hand, which was a flute. White jade glows with blue and a simple red tassel, it was the one he and master held together at the lantern festival that night!

Lang Qianxing blinked, the expression on his face changed in a very short time, “Master?”

Qin Lang’s broad sleeves swayed slightly as he pressed his fists to his lips, just like Lang Qianxing’s mood at the moment, he said, “Let’s go, go back to Qingyun Peak.”

Lang Qianxing looked at the back of that light back of the figure and clenched the flute in his hand firmly, so master really wanted to give him a token of love.

Qin Lang walked a certain distance before drawing out his sword to use a sword skill. In Lang Qianxing’s eyes, it was obvious that he was shy after giving the gift, so he deliberately walked out a certain distance so that Lang Qianxing would not find out and laugh at him.

Qin Lang’s hands were just starting, but Lang Qianxing, who was behind him, suddenly rushed over and slammed him into his large and hot chest, fiercely letting him feel his heartbeat.

Qin Lang looked down and saw the afterimage of the red tassel on the flute hitting his white robe. His face was hot, afraid that Lang Qianxing would force him to say something again.

“Master, can you take me with you?” Lang Qianxing sticks to Qin Lang tightly. He had no intention of letting go because he knew that he had always indulged, ah no, his master spoils him so he won’t refuse him.

Sure enough, Qin Lang didn’t say a word, regained his momentum, and set foot on the flying sword with a large human-shaped pendant, straight up to the blue sky.

After the Cangshuang Sword carried the two to a height that the people in the lower realm couldn’t see clearly anymore, as if he was afraid of falling, Lang Qianxing, who was hugging Qin Lang tightly, smiled uncontrollably and rest his chin on Qin Lang’s shoulder. It was intimate and ambiguous.

Qin Lang stood tall like jade and looked straight ahead. If it weren’t for the red tip on his ear, people would surely have thought he was very calm. Lang Qianxing held Qin Lang tightly. He could feel Qin Lang’s stiffness for a moment, but soon, the body in his arms was relax again, as if he could do whatever he wanted.

Lang Qianxing couldn’t help biting Qin Lang’s ear, leaving a warm and lingering breath in his ear, “Master, why are your ears red…hey, your face is red…”

Qin Lang pursed his lips slightly, staying quiet. The sword was slightly tilted when Lang Qianxing bit his ear.

Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang’s reaction, he wanted to bully him more, he thought. He is truly a rebellious disciple.

“Is master uncomfortable? Is your injury still not healed? Let me see…is it a fever or not…”

“…” Qin Lang, whose face was suddenly covered.

As expected, the Cangshuang Sword tilted again. Lang Qianxing had enough bullying, so he put his head on Qin Lang’s neck contentedly, and rubbed his head flatteringly.

“…Stand still. What would your uncle masters and senior brothers think when they see you like that.” Although Qin Lang was speaking in the manner of a master, after being molested by Lang Qianxing, his voice sounded hoarse, not cold or dignified, but rather a little soft.

Lang Qianxing didn’t want to let go, but he was also afraid that Qin Lang would become angry and ignored him when they returned to Qingyun Peak, so he could only say: “Master is cold, I will warm master, and you will almost all warm up when we reach Tianyun Sect, I’ll let go then.”

He knows it’s an excuse, but it’s not all false. Because of his water spirit root, Qin Lang’s normal body temperature is low, so his hands and feet were cold all year round. Although this is normal and he is not afraid of the cold, when he heard Lang Qianxing wanted to keep him warm, he was still a little moved.

This was also the first time someone told him that he wanted to help him warm up. Qin Lang’s expression softened a lot, he even leaned into Lang Qianxing’s warm chest.

“!!” This is the first time master responded to him. Lang Qianxing was overjoyed, but finally managed to hold back his desire to kiss his master madly.

He felt the softness of the person in his arms carefully. He held him quietly, going past the clouds and mists, and crossed the beautiful rivers and mountains.