Chapter 34

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In the early morning two days later, the sky is bright, the rain is misty, and the Poyang Mountains are shrouded in a light rain and mist.

Wen Jing rolled over on the bed and caught the python next to him.

The snake rolls comfortably, revealing a white belly, twisting to entangle him.

The snake’s tail naturally passed between his legs, sliding across a thin layer of obscene pants.

Wen Jing blushed and pulled the python away: “It’s dawn, and I’m going to see Brother Jun.”

The python didn’t follow. The python rolled his thigh, pierced his head into his collar, rubbing his smooth shoulders.

Morning is the easiest time to impulse.

Wen Jing knows this truth.

But is it the same with a snake?

Wen Jing let it twist for a while, motionless.

People have no heart at all, they have no fun playing by themselves, and the python stops. When you can be coquettish, you must wear this shell, which can not make people tempted; when you can, you must be elegant and clean, and you ca n’t hug this boy and mess around-

So, life has been difficult since ancient times.

The python slid down from him, staring together at him, the head of the snake poking slightly, begging for mercy.

Wen Jing touched his head: “Go, come again tonight.”

Xinzi swept Wen Jing’s cheek and neck, and the snake’s head held him warm for a while, and the snake finally crawled away from the window. Looking back, the teenager got up from the bed.

Wen Jing found out his clothes from the cabinet, and came outside.

The tortoise squatted on the open space in the yard, his limbs retracted into the shell, and his whole body was wet by the rain, which was inexplicably distressing.

Wen Jing quickly hugged it into the room, wiped the water from the shell, and brought a plate of small red fruit to feed it.

He closed the door, hurriedly came to Jun Yanzhi’s residence in drizzle.

The sky is not yet bright, quiet and silent, and the door is vacant, shaking gently.

Wen Jing shook the rain on her body and pushed in.

The slender man is standing in front of the bed wearing only a pair of obscene trousers, but his hair is bundled, his upper body is bare, his texture is smooth, his lean muscles are not sturdy, but he is never thin.

He gave Wen Jing a slight glance: “You are here.”

Wen Jing slightly opened her lips, and it took a long time before she lowered her head: “Brother, let’s get dressed first, I’ll go out and wait.”

Speaking, I quit.

Jun Yanzhi bit her lip, her heart was sour.

Sure enough, you can’t have both fish and bear’s paw … This elegant and handsome shell is enough to move the kid’s heart, but he can’t eat anything, even if he touches it, it is difficult …

I’m going to be tough, but I’m afraid he will scare him away.

Jun Yanzhi calmly puts on the ordinary blue shirt and takes care of it.

Before spending time with this boy, he still needs to do a few big things …

If you don’t do it, it will be difficult to calm your mind …

What was it for that night more than ten years ago? What is the reason that caused the whole family to be ruined? Gentle mother, annoying sister … what’s the significance of their death?

He needs an answer to calm his anger before letting go of everything.

It’s not just the answer, but the blood that calms the anger.

“Come in, I’m dressed.” Jun Yanzhi fastened his belt and sat down at the table, looking indifferent.

Wen Jing pushed the door into the door and said, “The Elder Lu of the Ancient Mirror School is here today, and the hour is almost there.”

“Know … your body is wet.” Jun Yanzhi pulled him to his side and threw the rain on him.

Wen Jing stood in front of him and smiled, “Brother, I have reached your eyebrows.”

“Still shorter than me.” Jun Yan bowed his head slightly.

“Well … brother, who do you think Zhao Ningtian and Tian Hengfeng disciples are out of order?” Wen Jing converged with a smile, and the words turned around.

“… What do you think?” Jun Yan stared at him calmly.

I can guess, I told you already …

According to a series of events that happened that day, this person should be the person in the Qingxu Sect, but who ca n’t be determined.

Guessing who is really behind the scenes is the hottest topic in the original comment area. The readers have different opinions and opinions.

Someone was put on the bench, and the decent role was reversed, which is the usual way of writing the novel. The more honest and harmless it seems, the easier it is to be a black hand behind the scenes and a scum.

Someone detained Lu Changqing and Shao Jun, calling them dangerous and unpredictable supporting actors.

Some people betting Liu Qianmo and He Ling because the people around them are the most unexpected and have the most dramatic effect.

Naturally, some people who are not the Qingxu Sect are suspected, such as the mountain of the elders of the ancient mirror school.

Some people have speculated that it was Jun Yan.

The protagonist is a very interesting writing technique, but the case of the Eight Wind Cliff Water Moon Palace completely cleared up the suspense for Jun Yanzhi. In the half-year before going to the Eight Wind Cliffs, Jun Yanzhi had never gone down the mountain or seen the people in the Shuiyue Palace. He was just a monk-builder, and he could n’t help the infant.

At least Liu Qianmo and He Ling also went down, which is bigger than Jun Yanzhi’s suspicion.

Furthermore, the original text follows an escalation flow. It is written in the direction of Jun Yan becoming stronger step by step. Suspense is only a small part of it and plays a regulating role.

In such an article, if the protagonist becomes a villain, it will inevitably lead to scolding.

“If this magic practice has hundreds of thousands of years of practice, isn’t it equivalent to a monk in the Yuan Dynasty? My Qingxu Sect is just a monk in the Yuan Dynasty.”

“Elder Ke retreats all year round. If he finds out this devil, only he can suppress it.”

“What if Moxiu’s ability is far greater than that? What if he doesn’t do his best?”

Jun Yan’s faint look: “That’s … the plague of sentient beings.”

Wen Jing’s heart trembled suddenly, looking up at him.

What does this mean? Is this the plague of sentient beings?

My heart was a little panicked, my thoughts were a little confused, and a little bit of confusion appeared.

The original tag is Diablo …

The name is the plague of all beings …

Why so clever?

Does the ending of this article be that all beings are covered with charcoal, no one can suppress the demon head, and everything of the Qing Xu Jianzong died under the hands of the demon master? Including Brother Jun?

“What are you thinking?” Jun Yanzhi asked, looking down.

“Nothing to worry about, everyone’s safety …”

Jun Yanzhi pursed his lips and whispered: “Don’t worry … I will protect you from harm.”

“Well.” Wen Jing was a little upset.

If Brother Jun is dead, if the snake is dead, if the turtle is dead, it will be more unbearable than death …

That night, the system reminded him that there were traces of demon heads in Brother Jun ’s residence. Who was it?

Jun Yanzhi’s throat moved slightly. This boy is obviously mindful, if he comforts him with a kiss at this time, will he resist?

… A kiss is not enough.

I want to take off all his clothes, open his legs, drive straight in, listen to him moaning / groaning, crying, begging for mercy in his arms …

“Brother Jun, what are you thinking?” Wen Jing looked at him strangely.

Jun Yanzhi’s gaze moved away from his neckline, Fengyan looked out the window, his voice was slightly dumb: “It’s late, let’s go out and see.”

“Uh, that’s fine.”

The two left the door and flew to Qingxu Temple one after the other.

Looking at the simple and clear figure in front of him, Wen Jing suddenly said, “Brother Jun, you can smell the fragrance, please smell it for me?”

The figure didn’t look back, and after a while said faintly, “Do you like it?”

“It smells good.”

A scent of fragrant grass and wood scented in the air, with a woody feeling.

Wen Jing took a deep breath.

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The Qingxu Palace has gathered a lot of disciples, waiting in groups of three or five. Xi Fang did not force his disciples to come to meet him, but many people still wanted to admire the style of the only wooden system in the Fengfeng Kingdom.

Liu Qianmo looked at Jun Yanzhi and Wen Jing on the way, and said quietly to He Ling: “The younger brother and the silly boy have come very close recently. Will something happen?”

He Ling said indifferently, “Why bother with others?”

“Well … too, I worry too much.” Liu Qianmo bowed his head for introspection.

Jun Yanzhi took Wen Jing and waited with Hui Shifeng’s disciples.

The way of Liu Qianmo to He Ling and Jun Yan: “Tian Hengfeng has an accident, and the group summit test stops. You take the opportunity to work harder, so you are ready for the third round of competition.”

He Ling didn’t answer, Jun Yanzhi said lightly “OK”.

Peng Shao said: “If I can leave a name in Fei Xian Dian, it will be the honor of Hui Shifeng.”

Go back to the wall: “One person gets the word, the chicken and dog rise to the sky. If anyone can leave a name in Fei Xian Dian, when you become the master of the future, don’t forget us.”

The third round of the group summit test, which ranked the top ten of Zongmen, not only has a lot of rewards, but the first three can also enter the Feixian Hall on the top of Yurong Peak, engraving his own name, and becoming the candidate of the future peak owner.

Mo Shaoyan said word by word: “Brother Gui is not planning to cultivate, just wait for you to become immortals, and bring him up by the way.”

Everyone pouted and laughed, and the heart wall didn’t care, slowly said, “This method you said is good, that’s how I think.”

At this moment, I heard a few people say, “Look, here it is!”

Wen Jing stood up and looked towards the western sky, and saw a blue flying dragon, meandering dozens of feet, shuttled through the clouds. The sky was drizzling, blue dragons were looming, and clouds were lingering.

Long dragons are heard in the air, long and sweet.

Crowds are admiring, suddenly a red **** bird flew in the air, the bird tail was colorful, gorgeous, about ten feet long, but it was Xi Fang riding on a horse to greet him.

A short while later, Phoenix Bird and Qinglong met in the air, flying towards the Qingxu Hall together.

Li Shu enviously said, “What kind of beast is that?”

Wen Jing can’t help but admire: “I heard that it is a third-order jade dragon, carrying a trace of the ancient Qinglong blood, flying into the sea, going everywhere, is one of the beasts of the bamboo wind country.”

Jun Yan looked at him: “… well said.”

I saw the blue dragon and phoenix falling from the air, the cloud gas was tumbling, the spirit was surging, and an old man with a crane hair came out in the haze, wearing a blue robe, thin and thin, and bowed to Xi Fang and his disciples with a smile. .

Yu Yanlong also shrinks and shrinks, and finally becomes humanoid, crawling behind the old man.