Chapter 24 Brother, let’s hide from the rain

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The breeze cliff is full of aura, even if flying in the air, it makes people comfortable.

An occasional hissing and roar from the monster, otherwise it will be silent.

In the evening, the sky was drizzling.

Ten people fell from the air and found a cave to rest.

Tonight, there is no moon.

Jun Yanzhi stared into the sky silently.

During the day, the tragic death of the disciples in Shuiyue Palace is too horrible. Li Shu and Kuching are still reluctant to discuss, “What are they controlled by, as if they were in the magic.”

Mo Shaoyan bites the dry food he brought out: “What can control people’s minds?”

He Ling said coldly: “Magic repair, demon repair, elixir, poison gas.”

Liu Qianmo said softly, “You are too simple. Whether it is magic or monster cultivation, unless it is a natural ability, you must have a high degree of cultivation to control your mind.”

Peng Shao said, “Yes, I’m afraid of poisonous gas this time. For example, what mechanism did they trigger to trigger the poisonous gas.”

Kuching flat road: “What kind of magic and demon cultivation will have the ability to control people’s mind?”

The cave is very dark, and Jun Yan’s head is down.

Liu Qianmo said slowly: “Cultivation has been a high-level demon, and it has happened many times since ancient times. At that time, thousands of people perished and the world became Shura hell. The blood was shed. Absorptivity is used to cultivate magical skills. “

Go back to the wall: “This kind of thing has never happened for thousands of years. Isn’t there a natural ability to control people’s minds in the last ten years? At that time, I just started practicing and listened to people a few times Speaking. “

“Hengyuan Palace.” He Lingdao.

Liu Qianmo said softly: “From the palace owner to the descendants, 467 people, without exception, all killed and killed each other. The victim was the palace owner’s son who was under ten years old. Die in chaos. “

Li Shu asked: “I have heard of this, the child is born with magic, and will change the demon body. When he was in a hurry, he caused two subordinates to look at each other and seriously hurt each other.”

“Such a child should be killed at birth. How could the Hengyuan palace master be so hard-hearted?”

“How can I get my own child?”

Jun Yanzhi whispered: “You talk first, I feel sullen, go out and turn around.”

After speaking, I went out.

Wen Jing got up from the ground and chased up: “Brother Jun, wait for me.”

Guixinbi said, “Master Brother, Brother King, who else is Brother King in your eyes.”

Mo Shaoyan said slowly, “Return to Brother, are you jealous?”

Guixinbi said coolly, “I’m jealous? That kid is so stupid, I only feel bad for Brother Jun.”

Out of the cave.

The two walked one after the other, walking a few feet in the drizzle. It was dark all around and I did n’t see my five fingers. Jun Yan said: “Master Lu, the sky is too dark. Go back to the cave. I like to stay alone sometimes.”

Wen Jing said in a small voice: “I will not disturb you, I will sit beside you.”

He has to follow up tonight.

Just tonight, Jun Yan was separated from the crowd for some reason and went on the road alone. A few days later, he met Ji Keqing.

Now the relationship between the heroine and him is not established. When they meet again, I don’t know what kind of scene, Wen Jing must follow him.

The surroundings are quiet. Jun Yan walks slowly, but stops suddenly.

Wen Jing followed behind him, hitting a solid back unexpectedly, his nose was sore, and even his eyes were a little warm.

“Brother …”

Jun Yan’s mute voice: “Master, I’m dizzy. Would you like to borrow me?” The voice was very light, but it was a little different from usual.

Wen Jing paused for a moment and quickly said, “Are you ill? Let’s go back to the cave to rest.”

The person in front stood quietly in the rain, not talking.

Wen Jing was a little anxious, and a reiki gathered in his hands, which slightly illuminated the surroundings.

He took Jun Yanzhi’s cold hand and coaxed and slowly walked: “We don’t go back to the cave, let’s find a place to shelter from the rain …”

Jun Yanzhi gently rubbed the teenager’s warm fingers.

“Uh, there is a small hole in front, brother, let’s hide from the rain …”

“OK …”

Wen Jing shook Jun Yanzhi’s hand, and continued to move forward: “We have our own cave, don’t squeeze one with them. Brother comes to laugh at one.”

Jun Yanzhi was dragged into the cave by him. It was shallow enough that only two people could barely squeeze together.

Wen Jing sat down next to Jun Yanzhi, and she felt awkward about how she adjusted. He frowned: “Brother doesn’t feel uncomfortable, let’s find another cave?”

“Don’t.”

Jun Yanzhi’s face is a bit pale, looking into Wen Jing’s gaze, there is a slight faint, almost invisible fear.

Wen Jing coaxed: “We will not change, we will sleep here tonight.” I felt uncomfortable talking, could not help but twist my body, looking for the most comfortable posture.

Jun Yanzhi is holding his wrist, let him sit between his legs, and hoop from behind.

The two are merged into one, and the space is suddenly quite spacious. Wen Jing, lying in the warm and soft embrace behind her, was much more comfortable than the cold bluestone, and couldn’t help but say, “Well, this is the best.”

Jun Yanzhi rested his head on Wen Jing’s shoulder, silent.

“What’s the matter with you, brother? Any thoughts?”

“No. It’s rainy, I’m in a bad mood.” The voice was soft.

“Oh … so … what does Brother want to do?”

“I don’t want to do anything, I want to stay so quietly.”

“Oh … good …”

The two snuggled in silence, Wen Jing became more and more comfortable, turned gently, and lay sideways in his arms: “Brother, originally I let you lean on me, now I have leaned on you.”

“Whoever leans on whoever is the same.” Jun Yanzhi’s head fell on his shoulder, rubbing lightly.

Wen Jing felt a bit sleepy, rubbing his eyes: “Brother, I’m a little sleepy.”

“Sleep.”

“Don’t be unhappy, brother …” His eyelids narrowed heavily, his head fell into Jun Yanzhi’s arms.

“You will stay with me, and I will not be unhappy.” The voice was still gentle, but with a hint of obscure emotion.

Wen Jing finally lost consciousness: “Well … I’ve been with you …”

Finally, my mind went dark and fell asleep.

The teenager’s body is warm and comfortable, like a small flame. Jun Yanzhi tightened his arms around him, groped about Wen Jing’s slender neck, and gently covered his lips.

Smooth, warm, as he imagined.

Slightly pulled out his tongue and licked, sucking gently, leaving a trail of hot traces.

There is a tingling tinge on the tip of the tongue. Like an addiction, Jun Yanzhi will slowly and heavily, kisses and sucks, and his eyes gradually darken.

He wanted the boy to never leave himself.

Spit into his mouth every day. After one month, Lu Jing will fall in love with him madly, and he will be loyal to his whole life and will never betray him.

Jun Yanzhi raised Wen Jing’s head and looked for his lips in the dark.

The wet mouth is slightly open and not very resistant. Jun Yanzhi easily probed into his tongue, turned Wen Jing gently, and absorbed the warmth in his mouth.

The teenager has fallen asleep and is unconscious.

Jun Yan’s mouth turned up, and she dared not spit out her mouth.

On the night of more than ten years ago, he couldn’t remember anything. He only remembered the messy screams, shouts, blood, and his mother pushed him to let him escape. When he woke up, he was unconscious in a wood under the Poyang Mountains.

Then he heard the news of the demise of the whole family, and the murderer was himself.

He couldn’t sleep at night in fear, thinking desperately, but couldn’t remember anything.

He doesn’t know if he is a murderer, but the boy in his arms must not know.

Jun Yanzhi **** Wen Jing’s soft lips and slowly pushes the breath in her mouth. Once a day, one month later, Lu Jing will always be his.

Wen Jing frowned, vaguely: “Brother, uncomfortable …”

Jun Yan slammed his breath, kissed him, and rolled his slippery tongue.

What to do?

Jun Yanzhi is confused.

I don’t want him to be a puppet, but I fear that he will betray himself someday.

Does he also feel that someone like himself should be strangled to death?

He didn’t want to contact anyone again in his whole life, but the young man was desperately squeezed into his life, and he didn’t realize it. He made him happy like a fool.

Does he know who he is? This idiot!

“Brother, it hurts …” Wen Jing’s head pulled back, and Jun Yan pressed her neck and sucked hard.

Want to run now?

Jun Yanzhi pressed him to the ground, put his hands into the clothes, touched his smooth skin, and walked along the waist to his hind hips.

Wen Jing twisted uncomfortably, and shouted unconsciously: “Hmm … pain …”

Jun Yan’s lips are subconsciously restrained, and he hugs him up again. He dropped his head, slowly helped Wen Jing pull his clothes, and said softly, “Master, this time I believe you, you should never betray me, okay?”

“Um …” The boy regained his goodness in his arms.

Jun Yanzhi caressed his head: “Sleep.”

Wen Jing hugged his waist, the expression on his face recovered, and there was no trace of movement.