"Okay." Qin Lang closed the front of his clothes, but Lang Qianxing's clearly upright but inexplicable ambiguous eyes made his cheeks get hot, and 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, pinching his chin lightly with one hand and wiping Qin Lang with the handkerchief with the other. Face.

"Lang Qianxing!" Qin Lang couldn't bear it any longer and glared angrily at his apprentice, who was behaving more and more aggressively.

Lang Qianxing hurriedly knelt down and looked at Qin Lang aggrievedly, "Master... What's wrong with me?"

Qin Lang was annoyed by him and asked what was wrong?

Lang Qianxing lowered his head and muttered, "Didn't Master say to save me?"

"What?" Qin Lang was confused by his words.

"Master, you have to be responsible to me!" Lang Qianxing was still aggrieved, but his attitude was unrelenting.

Qin Lang squinted his eyes slightly, and his still indifferent tone was a little dangerous: "Lang Qianxing, am I being too indulgent to you?"

"Yes!" Who knew that Lang Qianxing would actually answer like this, "It is because of your indulgence that I have feelings that I shouldn't have."

Qin Lang frowned. The example of the devil who just ran away 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 thought 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 Shizun tell Qianxing that I was here just now? The tree house...why didn't Shizun run away? Didn't he recover before I went up? Shizun didn't hide, he didn't immediately 'wake up' and scolded me for going down, because he was waiting for me to approach, or he was in ... hard to catch?"

"Shut up!" Qin Lang was suddenly furious.

Lang Qianxing got a little closer, with a somewhat coercive posture: "I asked Master to go to the lantern festival, does Master really not understand my thoughts? But you still went. I kissed you secretly that day, and you didn't wake up. If you punish me, isn't it telling me that Master has the same thoughts for me? Master, you know everything, if you don't want to, why don't you simply reject me and give me no chance? Or, All this, Master is just teasing me?"

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

Lang Qianxing stared at Qin Lang with his eyes fixed like a wolf, saying word by word, "If it's not, what's the reason? If the master says it's because he wants to save me, then you should be responsible, right? It's all because of the teacher. Honor, if you think it's your fault that I adore you, it's also your fault. It's your connivance, it's your unclear attitude, it's you... being so kind to me that I can't extricate myself and sink into the mud ."

Qin Lang was slightly startled, unable to say anything to refute. Because the ending of Lang Qianxing in the last generation was caused by Yunhua, but he was the cause of everything. Therefore, even if Lang Qianxing has many places to go beyond, he is not willing to punish severely, so as to avoid adding another wound to Lang Qianxing's heart and repeating the same mistakes. However, it turns out that the matter of love, he is still too jerky, and he doesn't know how to deal with it, so that Lang Qianxing gets deeper and deeper.

As for yourself, as Lang Qianxing said, why not just be a little bit more? Why not avoid it? Is there really no other thought?

Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang's confused and shaky eyes, 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 serve you in Qingyun Peak for many years. The two senior apprentices of yours gave them to me. Look, you treat me so well and treat me so differently from your other two apprentices, aren't you really trying to induce me to love you a little more?"

Lang Qianxing had already 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 as if he was bewildered. His thin breathing was a little suffocated, but unexpectedly, it made people flutter.

When Lang Qianxing's lips pressed over again, Qin Lang forgot to dodge, and 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. Slightly sweet, Qin Lang can taste it, Lang Qianxing's feeling for him is the same as the food that Lang Qianxing made for him when he first entered Qingyun Peak.

After a kiss, Qin Lang opened his eyes, still filled with water mist, cute and pitiful. Lang Qianxing looked at him gratefully, 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. Of course, Lang Qianxing had no objection. Even if he and Qin Lang stayed in the Heavenly Mirror for the rest of their lives, it didn't matter if they never returned to the Heavenly Cloud Sect.

As for Yunhua, as long as he doesn't provoke him again in the future, he will treat it as a matter of his previous life, and 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 claimed to be self-cultivation. And Lang Qianxing also had some sequelae because of the sudden surge in cultivation, and he needed to cultivate.

The sky has not yet fully lighted up, Qin Lang is sitting in meditation in the morning mist with his eyes closed, and frost leaves some frost flowers on his wing-like eyelashes. The coldest part of a day in summer is this half an hour, but frost is definitely not a product that should appear in this season, it is Qin Lang's water spirit.

Lang Qianxing just came back from washing up by the stream, 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, so of course he can't distract him.

After a while, the frost flowers on Qin Lang's eyelashes gradually condensed into ice flowers, but his lips were still the normal color, no ordinary people were frozen purple, still pink and crystal clear, always tempting people to taste.

Lang Qianxing put away his fast-rising thoughts, 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, and what caught his eyes 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 gloomy, full of vigor, like the rising sun melting the frost all over Qin Lang's body, returning to 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 the 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!"

"Well." Qin Lang got up from the ground and patted the grass clippings casually. He had already changed into a set of clothes. The previous one was scratched 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 peeked at him before, but now he has started to fall in love, he can't be so quick in front of future Taoists Just topless.

After all, he knew very well that his apprentice brother was 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 Shizun was going to give a token of affection, so he was so happy that he stretched out his right hand and spread his palm to prepare to continue.

However, Qin Lang lightly squeezed his fingertips with one hand, tucked his sleeve up with the other, and placed his cool fingertips on Lang Qianxing's pulse very clearly.

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

Qin Lang let go of him, "It's no big deal. I have sealed the Chiyang Sword before, but it belongs to you now. 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 the point in his body. Demon blood seems to have absorbed 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 the master to accept him. If at this time, let him know that he actually has the blood of the demons hidden in his body, I am afraid that no matter how hard he stalks him, he will be regarded by the master as the same kind of Xuanyuan Qi.

"Put out your hand."

Lang Qianxing thought that Qin Lang had discovered something and wanted to confirm it again. Even though he knew that it would not be a good result if Qin Lang found out, but 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, so he has to leave so soon?

Qin Lang looked at his face getting worse and worse, and didn't speak. This time, Lang Qianxing held his outstretched hand empty, revealing his wrist.

But he didn't see Qin Langruyu's hand on his wrist again. Instead, a cold object was stuffed into his empty hand, which was a flute. The jade that glowed with blue in the white, with simple red tassels, 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 wipe and clenched the flute in his hand firmly, so the Master really wanted to give him a token of love.

Qin Lang walked a certain distance before drawing out his sword to use Yu Jianshu. 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, brutally 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 adhered to Qin Lang tightly, and he had no intention of letting go, because he knew that he had always indulged, oh no, it was the master who pampered him, and he would not refuse. his.

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

After the Cang Shuang Sword carried the two to a height that the people in the lower realm couldn't see clearly, it seemed that he was afraid of falling, so Lang Qianxing, who was hugging Qin Lang tightly, smiled uncontrollably, and he lowered his chin. Leaning on Qin Lang's shoulder, he was intimate and ambiguous.

Qin Lang stood tall and looked straight ahead. If it weren't for the tips of his red ears, he would have been thought to be calm. Lang Qianxing held Qin Lang tightly again. He could feel Qin Lang's stiffness for a moment, but soon, the body in his arms was soft 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 and was speechless, and the sword was slightly tilted when Lang Qianxing bit his ear.

Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang's reaction, the more he wanted to bully him, he thought, he is really a traitor.

"Is Shizun uncomfortable? Is the injury still not healed? Let me see... Is it hot or not..."

"..." Qin Lang, whose face was suddenly slapped.

As expected, the Cang Shuang Sword slanted again. Lang Qianxing had enough bullying, so he put his head on Qin Lang's neck contentedly, and rubbed his head flatteringly.

"...Stand still, wait until your uncle and senior brothers see what they will look like." Although Qin Lang was speaking in the manner of a master, after being molested by Lang Qianxing, his voice sounded rustling, not cold or dignified, but rather a bit shaky. soft.

Lang Qianxing didn't want to let go, but he was also afraid that Qin Lang would become angry, so he ignored him when he returned to Qingyun Peak, so he had to say: "Master is cold, I will warm Master, and it will be almost warm when we get to Tianyun Sect. Then I'll let go."

I know it's an excuse, but it's not all false. Because of Shui Linggen, Qin Lang's normal body temperature is low, and he has cold hands and feet all year round. Although this is normal, he is not afraid of cold, but when he heard Lang Qianxing wanted to keep him warm, he would still A little moved.

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

"!!" This was the Master's first response to him. Lang Qianxing was overjoyed, and finally managed to hold back his desire to kiss the Master madly.

He felt the softness of the person in his arms carefully, and held him to quietly feel through the clouds and mists, across the beautiful rivers and mountains.