"Hiss......"

Under the candlelight, a veiled girl embroiders under an oil lamp. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info accidentally stabbed his fingertips, small beads of blood appeared, and Dai frowned slightly.

Although veiled, the face of the girl is faintly visible. The wounds on her fingertips were forgotten by her in a blink of an eye. The girl put down her needle and thread and unfurled the embroidery she had spent several hours on.

A handkerchief, mandarin ducks playing in the water.

As if thinking of something, a shallow smile appeared on his lips.

……

In the restaurant, countless middle-aged people in gorgeous clothes sit around the table. Together, they offered wine to a "young man" who was seated in the main seat.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, and he couldn't cover his graceful figure. The face is delicate and the eyes are long. A pinch of beard on the lips. At a glance, you can see the identity of a woman dressed as a man. No one mentions it.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl stood behind her with her hands tied.

"Boss Xiao, please-" A person next to him smiled and put on a wine glass, with a flattering face.

The "young man" bowed his head, stretched out his slender hand, and was about to take it, when his heart suddenly throbbed.

Suddenly rising, under the gaze of everyone, the "youth" came to the window and looked at the bright moon in the distance.

"But something bad happens......"

"Young Master, maybe you've been too tired lately. The maid said.

"Perhaps......"

……

Boundless dead silence.

Unable to see, not to hear. I don't feel it, I don't speak soundly.

"......" Li Xianyuan slowly opened his eyes.

Consciousness returns. He could hear his breath and his body regain sensation - it was better not to recover. The whole body is like falling apart, and the pain is cracking.

Only then did he remember that he had been reminded before, and he was no longer conscious. This is obviously not the Netherworld, can it be said that it ...... Is it crushed under the main hall?

Alive.

Unable to see, Li Xianyuan didn't know if he was blind or what it was. Gritted his teeth and raised his arm, but he felt a weight pressing on his body.

At first, I thought it was a pillar stone, but to the touch, it was soft and soft, with a hint of warmth.

If there is no soft moaning sound, the faint fragrance enters the nose.

Master......?

"Master......" Li Xianyuan gently shook Ning Jiya, who was pressing on his body, without a trace of reaction.

He struggled to get up, but found that the space was so small that he couldn't even stretch his arms out.

He lost sensation in his right arm, as if he was being held down by something.

The left arm was slightly raised, and the palm of the hand groped upward, and a few strands of soft hair were touched, and they were wet.

It will never be blood.

In the dark, the palm groped, and finally touched the face lying on his chest. Fingers poking under the nose, one breath, two breaths......

More than a dozen breaths passed.

Li Xianyuan's heart gradually cooled.

He was unwilling to give up, moved his palm down, squeezed into the place where the two of them were close to each other, and pressed it on Ning Jiya's left chest.

Soft to start, Li Xianyuan didn't care about it at all, just quietly felt the heartbeat......

"You bastard...... What are you doing......" A weak, slightly embarrassed voice rang in his ears.

Li Xianyuan was stunned, and didn't know how to speak. I was stunned for a long time before I seemed to be stupid and said, "Master, you're not dead?"

His voice was flat, but he could still hear the subtle trembling.

Ning Jiya's heart warmed slightly, and she said weakly: "If you die, I can't talk to you." ”

In the dark, Ning Jiya couldn't see Li Xianyuan's expression. But from Fang Cai's actions and trembling voice, he knew what he was thinking, and chuckled: "I thought you were ruthless, but it turns out that I still have my master in my heart." ”

Headrest stones, such a small space. Lack of air. Li Xianyuan felt slightly depressed, so he said, "Master, let's cast a spell and go out." ”

There is no need to look at it, but his face is pale and colorless at the moment.

I heard Ning Jiya's weak voice, and her breath hit her neck: "I cast a forbidden spell, and it will take at least two hours to recover my spiritual power." ”

Two Hours......

Li Xianyuan's fingers twitched slightly.

It's okay not to move. With this move, Ning Jiya remembered that Li Xianyuan's palm was still on his chest.

At this time, the two were close to each other, and their postures were ambiguous. The palm of his hand was printed on her left breast. After all these years of life, how could she have been so close to a man. Especially since the man was still his own apprentice. Just pinched, only to make her soft and her legs couldn't help but clamp.

Ning Jiya's cheeks were hot, and she wanted to move away, but she was afraid that the apprentice under her would be injured, so she had to acquiesce to the palm on her chest. Fortunately, it was pitch black, and Li Xianyuan couldn't see Li Xianyuan, and Li Xianyuan couldn't see her fiery face.

At this moment, I felt Li Xianyuan pull out his hand.

Ning Jiya let out a long breath, and her heart was a little inexplicably empty.

This thought was born, and Ning Jiya couldn't help but feel sorry for herself. actually had a strange idea about his apprentice.

But lonely men and widows embrace each other so intimately. How could she not be cranky.

Elder Yifeng, a monk of the Yuan Infant Period. At this time, she was like a girl, thinking wildly.

After a while, Ning Jiya suddenly realized that Li Xianyuan hadn't spoken for a long time, and couldn't help but say a little anxiously: "Xianyuan?"

A few long breaths. It wasn't until Li Xianyuan opened her mouth that she breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Immortal fate, but for ......" is in such a situation, I don't know why Ning Jiya's sentence as a teacher can't be said anyway. couldn't help but change his words: "But the master pressed you." ”

Li Xianyuan shook his head slightly, and then the master couldn't see it, and then he arrived: "It's okay." Master, you have a head injury, so don't move around. ”

Ning Jiya was slightly stunned when she heard this.

"When the main hall collapsed, Xianyuan protected me under you. I was not injured. ”

"......" Li Xianyuan was speechless, groping in the dark with his left hand, caressing Ning Jiya's head full of green silk, and rubbing it carefully. Semi-condensed warm sticks to the hands.

The master is not injured, so this blood ......

Li Xianyuan is to touch the blood, but Ning Jiya doesn't know. Li Xianyuan stroked the palm of his hand, and Ning Jiya only felt that the tingling spread to the bottom of her heart. Strange births.

"Xianyuan, you ......" Ning Jiya said with difficulty, and felt that Li Xianyuan withdrew his hand.

The crispy hemp dissipated, but it made Ning Jiya's heart even more uncomfortable.

Li Xianyuan didn't know that the master on his body was thinking nonsense, so he turned to touch his right shoulder.

Warm to the heart.

Really......

Li Xianyuan lowered his right arm, and for some reason, he suddenly wanted to chuckle a few times.

In order not to die, Li Xianyuan tried his best to avoid all dangers. For longevity, I would rather the grass and trees be ruthless.

Now the love is not only gone, but the life is also gone. Should it be said that it is time and life?

I don't know how long it has been, and the ruins have fallen silent. I couldn't hear the slightest sound from the outside world, and I didn't know what the outcome would be.

At first, Li Xianyuan could still feel the master's soft and delicate body sticking to him, as delicate as good silk. Over time, the body gradually lost consciousness. I can't feel whether the master is lying on my stomach or a piece of sunken wood.

The silence lasted for a long time, and Li Xianyuan suddenly spoke, his voice trembling a little: "Master, I think we haven't buried it too deeply." It's the end of autumn, and the night is cool. I cope with the cold now. ”

"Cold?" to avoid embarrassment, Ning Jiya, who didn't say a word, was slightly stunned: "It's so stuffy, how can you feel cold." ”

The space was already small, and the two were crammed together. It didn't take long for the air to become hot and breathless.

Ning Ji Ya cultivated for the time being, and the spirit treasure was useless. But the power is still there. Holding your breath is a breeze.

"......" Li Xianyuan was silent, and after a moment he spoke weakly.

"Master, say a few words to me, don't let me fall asleep......" (To be continued.) )