"Aren't you going to get out of here?" Fang Qi scolded: "I'm not afraid of opening the eye of a needle and eating things inside and out, it hurts you in vain, is the name of father and mother the same voice?! Who are you fooling?"

The little platypus rubbed its left paw against its right paw and ran away without looking back.

The breeze came slowly, setting off waves in a lake. Fang Qi was drinking porridge, Hongyuan looked at him for a moment, and suddenly called his name, Fang Qi held the bowl in his left hand and the spoon in his right hand, looked at him sideways, and saw the man staring at him motionlessly, untying his belt, stretching out his palm to his crotch, moving up and down, and actually began to blaspheme himself.

The man's eyes were □□ and looked at him presumptuously, obviously he was still wearing a layer of underwear, but he invisibly had a feeling of being stripped naked and looked at. Fang Qi was dumb for a moment with the bowl, then smacked his lips, shook his head and laughed. He was surprised to find that he was being looked at by Hongyuan, and his mood was not excited at all.

What is he?

Also, Hongyuan has done a lot of strange things, and it's not bad. It's that the white porridge is sticky and thick, and at first glance it looks a little bit immediate, Fang Qi is a little difficult to swallow, puts the bowl back on the table, gets up and tidies up his clothes, and wants to leave here. However, after thinking about it, Hongyuan's physical strength and endurance are quite amazing, and he only ejaculated twice in the middle of the night yesterday. He flicked his sleeves and left, and he didn't know how long it would take to come out.

Fang Qi looked at his eyebrows, sighed and walked towards him, just about to ask if he needed help, then Hongyuan raised his arm horizontally, pushed him away, and sighed: "Don't get too close to me." ”

Fang Qi knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to control it, so after thinking about it, he still took a few steps back, Hongyuan withdrew his hand, raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a half-smile: "You'd better heal slowly, next time you cry and beg me, I won't let you go." ”

"Threaten me?" Fang Qi's face did not change: "I wish you were more ruthless next time, it is best to let me rest for ten days and half a month at a time, and see which of us is unlucky." ”

Hongyuan: "......"

Fang Qi pinched his weakness, so he was not afraid of him, sneered, and walked away with a bowl swaying.

The man looked at his back, his face was helpless, his teeth were sharp, and he couldn't control him more and more.

Although I slept all day, I was really overdrawn yesterday, and after climbing **, the sleepiness naturally came up again. Seeing that Hongyuan hadn't come back at the door, Fang Qi didn't wait for him, and soon fell asleep again. I don't know how long I slept, I was held up in a daze, and I poured another bowl of porridge half-asleep, and then took off my dirty pants, although I knew that the man was measured and wouldn't do anything to him, but he was still ashamed to be broken open to see his buttocks. Fang Qi woke up most of the time, struggling to go down, the man pressed him without saying a word, carefully smeared the medicine inside and out, and after the incident, Fang Qi's face turned red again, and his fingers went in and out of the ** part......

Just normal medication......

Fang Qi reminded himself, looking embarrassed and embarrassed, Hongyuan stared at him and smiled, helping him put on his obscene pants while teasing: "Do you want to?"

"......" Fang Qi really wanted to kick him down.

When I woke up the next day, my body's soreness and discomfort had been reduced by half. When he woke up in the morning, there was no one on the side, Fang Qi casually put on a piece of clothing, walked out of the door, pushed the door open, the sun shone on the earth, there was a meal on the stone table not far away, but he didn't see Hongyuan's figure, looked around, and saw that he was busy not far away, Fang Qi squinted his eyes and walked over to take a look, only to see a few heavy pieces of wood made of a small house frame, and now he is filling things on the surface.

Hearing his footsteps, the man looked back, his expression was a little uncomfortable, and said, "Are you still uncomfortable?"

"No," Fang Qi walked over, bent down to look at the small house the size of a cat's nest, and said, "Are you building a nest for the little platypus?"

“…… Well," the man said without looking up, "I'm his mother." ”

Fang Qi: "......"

Hongyuan actually took what he said casually yesterday seriously, Fang Qi looked at him in surprise, the little platypus jumped and jumped at the feet of the two of them, as if he also knew that this little house was for him. Fang Qi choked himself for getting up too late, otherwise he would have heard how Hongyuan told Little Duckbill to build a nest for him...... This man seemed to be unpretentious, especially to the little platypus, and what kind of awkward expression and awkward tone should he have said it?

Fang Qi looked at him curiously, he really couldn't imagine it, just at this time, the little duckbill had ADHD and couldn't stop, it wasn't so afraid of Hongyuan anymore, and rubbed the man's feet flatteringly, although Hongyuan's hands were big but not stupid, on the contrary, they were very clever pairs of hands, weaving up the soft branches, and he didn't kick it away when he noticed the little duckbill's movements, but just glanced at it and continued his movements.

A gust of wind blew, blowing the hem of the man's falling clothes, and the duckbill watched the piece of clothing float in front of his face, and got carried away for a while, reflexively hooked the hem of the clothes, and the two hind paws lifted in the air and began to swing. It shook it twice before it realized what it had done, hooking the king's clothes and playing, but it was not as simple as rubbing him.

The duckbill hurriedly landed on his paws, trying to withdraw to grab his front paws. Unexpectedly, because the hook on the tip of the claw hooked the man's clothes, the little platypus was startled, one paw hung on it, and he didn't dare to scream, desperately trying to pull it away, but the more anxious he hooked, the tighter it became, and finally the king's clothes were torn and sewn......

Baby platypus: "......"

Hongyuan stopped what he was doing and looked down at him, his eyebrows were slightly impatient, the little platypus was like a cat with its paws hanging on a screen window, its face was on its paws, looking at him timidly.

The man looked at him for a few seconds, but didn't say anything, put down what he was holding, and his large, warm hand gently pinched its paws.

The little platypus may not be as big as his hand, the thin and soft little hair is a little smaller than a man's finger, Hong Yuan pinched it very lightly, with a gentle expression, and carefully took off the silk thread hanging on its claws with one hand, patted its head, and the little platypus squatted on the ground in a daze. Hongyuan lifted the back of its neck, handed it back casually, and stuffed it into Fang Qi's arms, signaling him to take care of the little guy and stop getting in the way.

The little duckbill was stuffed into Fang Qi's arms with his head facing in, and he turned around, with his butt facing inside and out. Fang Qi squatted on the ground, his hands on his knees, the little platypus put his chin on the back of his hand, and the little black bean looked at the big king with wide eyes.

Fang Qi recalled that in the past year, from the child he first met to today's man, he has changed dramatically. Not only has it been reborn on the outside, but it has also undergone earth-shaking changes on the inside. The world-weary, thorny child, always with an indifferent and numb expression, never soft-hearted to such a pitiful little thing as the little platypus, and even hurt the killer, even if they lived together later, Hongyuan rarely showed any good face to the little platypus, and the little platypus was also afraid that he was too scared, and every time he saw it, he hated to kneel down for him.

During this time, the attitude has improved little by little, but it is only when the three of them are together, he acts as a seasoning and bridge in the middle, and he barely gets along harmoniously. The rest of the time, the little platypus didn't dare to approach Hongyuan, and the man never looked at it much.

Like today......

Without his conciliation, Hongyuan and the little platypus got along amicably, and although Hongyuan was a little impatient, he still kept a warm voice...... It's still the first time in the world.

Fang Qi looked at him behind Hongyuan, as if he saw this cold and hard man, and his heart slowly became soft under the skin and flesh.

Fang Qi poked the man's back, Hongyuan tilted his head slightly, looked at him in the afterglow, and said, "Hungry?"

Fang Qi touched his stomach, shook his head and said, "I'm not very hungry." ”

Hongyuan said: "The rice is on the table, and if you are hungry, you will eat it." ”

Fang Qi snorted, watched his movements, held the little duckbill in one hand, and said, "I'll wait for you for a while." ”

Time passes day by day, although the days are a little ordinary and boring, but they are also warm...... No, he's lying, it's been a dull day, it's too bland! Here are just the two of them, plus a little duck's beak, and to put it bluntly, it's easy to have a seven-year itch in advance! Maybe six years and eight months in advance!

……

Because Fang Qi began to feel that Hongyuan was not handsome...... It's such a beautiful and handsome face, but it can't stand being in front of this face all day long...... After all, beauty needs to be set off by ugliness!

In the past few months, his cultivation has also made great progress, at least when he dances the sword, he is vigorous, and he no longer has a sore arm and shouts that he is tired after more than ten swings. In this way, if when he walks the rivers and lakes, he is not facing monks but ordinary people, he still has the ability to protect himself or bully others.

His physical strength has increased a lot, and he no longer resists falling or fighting, and the direct beneficiary is none other than Hongyuan, who doesn't look at him like a fragile object like before, and is afraid that he will be uncomfortable if he bumps into it. Fang Qi prides himself on being strong, and wants to turn over on the ** more than once, but unfortunately the road is one foot high and the magic is one foot high, and the righteousness rises every night, and the righteousness fails every night.

He cultivated diligently and diligently, while those who were supposed to cultivate were extremely lazy. Hongyuan didn't seem to be keen on cultivation, he had seen Hongyuan in the book before, he was chased and killed by people with anger, and once he fled into the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, he practiced day and night almost without his life, and it took him almost 3,000 years, how could he be so lazy and lazy when he came here? Could it be that it was because no one beat him and beat him, and didn't let him deny it, so he didn't have much energy for cultivation? Do you want to become a god in 30,000 years with such procrastination?

What he likes to do every day is to fiddle with the flowers and plants of Taoyuanju, sweep the floor and wipe the table, clean and clean, cook and boil water and make tea...... Like a slave and nanny. This time it's really not that he deliberately bullies people, Hongyuan likes to do housework very much.

In the past few months, he has personally pruned the excess branches and leaves on the peach and pear trees; the red light on the original waterbridge promenade has been removed and replaced with a white light; he has added some new green vegetables, and he has changed his methods to figure out what to eat. It is daily to get up every morning to cook, wash clothes, wipe the table, and water the floor. And every 543 or 2 days, the piano and flute are tuned, which is quite elegant.

Later, one day, Fang Qi finished practicing his sword and went back to the bedroom to find him, this big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist sat on the **, carrying the clothes that were scratched by the duck's beak, and the big girl lowered his eyes and sewed again. Such a pair of men's hands, holding such a thin embroidery needle, are threaded on the clothes...... Fang Qi didn't know what kind of eyes he should look at him anymore.

Why does he always do this kind of thing that doesn't match his temperament ==

In recent days, I have sorted out all the things in the treasure room, and the treasure books in it have been registered one by one. Books are divided into categories and stored on the shelves...... The daily itinerary is very full, and yesterday I brewed the sake slowly and methodically, and I will be able to drink it in a few days.

Do everything yourself, and single-handedly take care of Taoyuanju in an orderly manner.

If it weren't for watching Hongyuan change Taoyuanju day by day, little by little, and watching him busy going around, Fang Qi really couldn't see any obvious changes in Taoyuanju. Even if he put the picture before and after the change in front of his eyes, he may not be able to see it. Unless it's said it's cleaner and tidier, he's a rough old man, as long as it's not too dirty to look at, he will never clean it by hand, and he can live in it.

As for Hongyuan's obsession with taking care of Taoyuanju, it really made him puzzled. Is cleaning more important than cultivating?

At first, he persuaded a few words, but Hongyuan was not very interested, so he stopped mentioning it. Every day, Lezizi secretly rubbed to replenish his true qi, learned the exercises, and thought that Hongyuan was standing still, he was making rapid progress, this is a good opportunity to turn over and counterattack! Fang Qi's patience is basically zero, and he can't help but rebel after a few days of practice, not an opponent, he is not convinced, the more frustrated he is, the more courageous, and he makes it every dayOn the contrary, he failed every day, and now for more than four months, he can't see how deep and strong Hongyuan's cultivation is, he only feels that every time he tries his hand, Hongyuan will always give him an illusion that is only a little stronger than him, and only has the upper hand of a star and a half, as long as he grits his teeth and works hard, maybe he will become an illusion tomorrow......

Later, I found that he was more like teasing him at night, and then pressed on with a warm ** expression of a loser pushing the boat along the water.

Fang Qi has suffered countless losses, thinking of him, he is gritting his teeth, and he is still undead and lucky, maybe next time...... Next.

Taoyuanju is such a big place, and no matter how detailed the division is, there is so much to it. Fang Qi was very strange about what Hongyuan was doing after these things, it was time to cultivate, who expected that the branches of such a flower forest were cut here and grown there, and they grew well after cutting that side, and they grew well after cutting that side, forever.

His casualness and inaction also gave Fang Qi the feeling of being trapped here endlessly.

On this day, Fang Qi returned to the study after playing the sword outside, there were ink paper and pens on the table, as well as some treasures that were being registered, which were dazzling, Fang Qi had long been accustomed to it, and put the sword aside.

Hongyuan knocked on the table and motioned for water to come and drink it. Fang Qi walked over from a large pile of rare treasures, for fear of stepping on which one of them, leaned over the table and said, "How many more are left? Do you want to go out of the Valley of a Thousand Corpses?"

"Why do you want to go out?" Hongyuan put down his pen and raised his eyes to ask him.

Every time he asked him this, Fang Qi would look at himself, why did he want to go out? If he didn't go out, would he stay here for the rest of his life? Hongyuan asked him rhetorically, no? Fang Qi was terrible to think about, of course not! He was not in a hurry at all.

Fang Qi waved his hand, not wanting to argue with him about this, he pulled the thing under his feet, moved his foot, and suddenly accidentally stepped on something, startled him, hurriedly raised his foot, and looked down to see that it was a small black thing.

"What is this?" Fang Qi picked it up and said, "I didn't step on it." ”

Fang Qi picked it up and held it in his hand, patted the floating dust on the surface, and then fixed his eyes and looked at it carefully, this thing is not a new face, it is an old friend.

Hongyuan looked at it and said, "The sound transmission stone, it's not bad to step on." ”

This small black stone is as black as ink, and the tentacles are warm and smooth, but it is not the top expensive in the book, it is said that it is extremely hard and its strength is broken, and it can transmit sound from far and can defend itself closely.

Fang Qi fiddled with it in his hand and asked, "Can you really transmit sound for 100,000 miles?"

"Hmm. Hongyuan picked up a book of sword cultivation exercises and read it slowly, in the past few months, he has devoured all the exercises related to sword cultivation in dozens or hundreds of books, one by one, but unfortunately this person has not finished practicing a book now.

Fang Qi held the sound transmission stone and knocked it on the table, making a crisp collision sound, Fang Qi said: "Is this thing a one-time thing? Or is there a limit to the number of times it can be used, for example, if you use it once, it will be fragile or something, and if you use it a certain number of times, it will break into powder?"

"No," Hongyuan said, "why do you ask that?"

Fang Qi remembered that the first landing place he came here was the cave in Fengyao Mountain, and there was such a sound transmission stone at that time, leaving him with two ambiguous sentences, and pinching his head and tail to remove the inexplicable words, and the sound transmission stone shattered into powder.

Fang Qi raised the sound transmission stone and looked at it, Fang only knocked it twice, and there was no crumb skin on it.

"Then is this thing very untouched, or it will break after a fall?"

"No," Hongyuan measured his eyebrows and said, "What's on your mind?"

"......" Fang Qi's eyebrows deepened and deepened, and he said, "I thought of some things from the past." ”

Hongyuan closed the book and said, "What's the matter?"

Fang Qi looked at him and said hesitantly, "In Fengyao Mountain...... But you probably don't like it there, it should be your nightmare. ”

"Wrong," Hongyuan thought of something, and lowered his eyes, "That's where my sweet dream began." ”

Fang Qi looked at him suspiciously, since there is no plot where he was captured by the Demon Beast as bait now, then Hongyuan has only been bullied and humiliated in Zhao Mansion and Fengyao Mountain, what kind of place would he like?

Hongyuan said softly, "I met you there. ”

"Oh," Fang Qi turned his face, his face was slightly red, sure enough, scarcity is precious, and love words are only beautiful when they are spoken.

Seeing his reddish earlobes, the man smiled and explained, "The best sound transmission stone is taken from the ear bones of the thousand-eared beast, and it is extremely hard. ”

"Yes," Fang Qi rubbed the base of his nose and said, "So that's really the case, I thought I was mistaken." ”

Hongyuan said: "Why did you mention it?"

Fang Qi said: "It's so strange, you said that if it was really so hard...... What kind of situation can make the transsonic stone crumble into powder?"

Hongyuan said: "No one has tried. ”

The thousand-eared beast is difficult to catch, since it is called a thousand ears, since the ear bones are used to make sound transmission stones is the best material, this kind of magical beast sounds from the name to know that the ears are good, the ears are very good, a little wind and grass will slip quickly, often the person who captures it is far away, and the thousand-eared beast has already run away.

The top-grade sound transmission stone is extremely expensive, and no one is willing to try it, but ......

Hongyuan took the sound transmission stone from his hand, rubbed his fingertips on the surface, and said, "Do you want to see it?"

Fang Qi turned his head, saw that he was eager to try, hurriedly snatched the things, and said, "No, these are all good things, don't mess around." ”

Fang Qi held the sound transmission stone and studied it for a long time, and in the afternoon, he smashed it with a stone outside, and increased his strength a little, and the sound transmission stone remained the same, not changing at all, it was indeed like the legend.

It's weird...... Fang Qi touched his chin and thought, the piece of Fengyao Mountain must be a sound transmission stone, it was impossible for him to confuse, and the level was even a little higher than the existing one in his hand. Since they are all sound transmission stones, how can there be such a big difference? There is no reason why they will be broken? Why is it broken? According to the speculation of this piece in the hand, it is very difficult for the sound transmission stone to crack, and it is broken into powder, so what kind of powerful power is it?

Maybe it was because of the re-encounter with the sound transmission stone, in the next few days, Fang Qijing couldn't get along with the sound transmission stone, and he never gave up beating the sound transmission stone during the day, and at night he always dreamed of the night when he first came to Fengyao Mountain, and the repeated picture of the sound transmission stone bursting back and forth, as well as the two sentences in the sound transmission stone, disturbed him day and night.

The next day, Fang Qi sat with the quilt in his arms for a long time and had to face up to this problem. Was it that he was thinking about it day and dreaming about it at night, or was it a hint?

In a hint to remind him to go back to Fengyao Mountain?

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Qi's fingers trembled violently, and he lay back on the ** with a bang, subconsciously disgusted and disgusted, hinting at what he was going to do when he went back?

The shrunken turtle generally shrank for a few days, and originally felt that such a boring life with Hongyuan was particularly interesting and precious.

He has scruples, he follows Hongyuan all day long, the man is obviously in a very happy mood these days, and he is willing to let him follow, even if he doesn't speak, it's not bad to sit on the side in a daze.

After shrinking like this for a few days, Fang Qi thought about it and thought that it would not work, the trick of shrinking the head of the turtle was absolutely undesirable, and it was easy to lose a big one because of a small one. Fang Qi forced himself to cheer up, it is not his character to sit still and wait for death, if he wants to solve the problem, the first thing to bear the brunt of is to face the problem, what is the matter of blindly avoiding it?

Not to mention......

During this period of time, whether it is in Fengyao Mountain or the Valley of a Thousand Corpses, it is basically a passive situation where people are swords and I am fish and meat, the mystery of Hongyuan becoming big from a young age, and the reason why Fengyao Mountain was slaughtered, why did he come here...... If it was really a hint, there was no reason for him to shrink and hide it and not face it up.

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