Yang Guo simply had dinner, and went to Chongyang Palace from the mountain behind Zhongnan Mountain as usual.

There were no stars and no moon tonight, the sky was full of dark clouds, the wind was gusting, and an autumn rain was obviously already on its way.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace, wanting to get to the sword trial pavilion before it rained.

When Yang Guo climbed the sword cliff, there was already a faint sound of thunder in the sky.

When I came to the pavilion and looked at the Tianquan Palace, only Zhu Qingyun's room was full of light, and the rest was pitch black.

Yang Guo knew, Qiu Chuji took a group of disciples down the mountain to preach, leaving the youngest Zhu Qingyun to guard the temple.

After a dull thunder that was not very loud, Yang Guo suddenly faintly heard a crisp sound from the Heavenly Power Palace, as if something was being broken.

Maybe it was because of the weather, or maybe it was because of his thoughts, Yang Guo felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and walked towards the palace by the edge wall.

As soon as Yang Guo sneaked into the courtyard, a thunderclap suddenly sounded overhead, and bean-sized raindrops suddenly fell from the sky.

Yang Guo flashed to the window, stood against the wall, poked his head out, and peeked in through a small hole in the window paper.

The first thing that catches your eye is the dumped bath bucket and water stains all over the floor; Further inside, there is a broken blue and white porcelain vase; The line of sight extends to the bed, and there are two intertwined **!

Yang was so shocked that he didn't have time to think about it, and immediately broke through the window.

Zhao Zhijing was lying on Zhu Qingyun's body and was about to enter, suddenly disturbed by the noise, Huo Ran looked up, but saw a figure flying over, caught off guard, and had been hit the waist, and instantly fell from Zhu Qingyun's body.

Yang Guo saw the scene on the bed clearly, his eyes were about to split, and the killing intent in his chest burst out, and he rushed towards Zhao Zhijing again without saying anything.

The good thing was blocked, Zhao Zhijing was also furious, and looked at the bad thing, it was Yang Guo, who had been dead for several months, after a start, with his quick mind, he instantly understood that he had been deceived by Zhu Qingyun. Seeing Yang Guo rushing towards him, Zhao Zhijing thought about it, pulled up the clothes on the bed, dodged to avoid Yang Guo's blow, and flew away towards the door with Jin Yangong.

Since practicing the Dugu Nine Swords, Yang has improved his swordsmanship very quickly, if it is a sword, Zhao Zhijing may be invincible, but in terms of internal strength and light skill, Yang Guo is not as good as Zhao Zhijing's many years of experience. Therefore, when Yang Guo chased to the door, Zhao Zhijing had already disappeared into the rain curtain and was nowhere to be seen.

Yang Guo was about to catch up, but suddenly heard Zhu Qingyun's moaning, so he turned around and went straight to the bed.

When he got closer, he saw Zhu Qingyun lying naked on the bed, his eyes closed, his face flushed, his red lips opened lightly, and there were bursts of moaning and moaning sounds, and there were many red marks on his neck and chest.

Yang Guojun's face was red, and he hurriedly suppressed the flames that suddenly rose in his chest, grabbed the quilt on the side and covered Zhu Qingyun's body, leaned over and shouted, "Master! Wake up! Master! Wake up! ”

Zhu Qingyun's eyelids lifted slightly, he was stunned for a moment, and miraculously recognized Yang Guo, and called in a flattering voice: "Guo'er......"

Yang Guo took Zhu Qingyun into his arms with the quilt and asked him to sit on his chest, only to feel that his body was extremely hot, hot like a furnace, and said hurriedly: "Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Zhijing, how could that brute ...... How could I ...... with you?"

Zhu Qingyun didn't answer him, only kept squirming in his arms, and said intermittently: "It's so hot...... It's so uncomfortable...... ...... children"

Yang Guo was so rubbed by him that he almost exploded, forcing himself to stabilize his mind and analyze the current situation.

Zhu Qingyun was so disgusted with Zhao Zhijing that he didn't even want to say more than half a sentence to him, if it wasn't for what Zhao Zhijing had done, Zhu Qingyun would never have done these things with him between the bed.

Now looking at Zhu Qingyun's situation, his mind is no longer sober, and he is faintly charming, as if he is ...... It seems to have been drugged!

In the past, when Yang Guo was in the market, he had heard some scoundrels boast that when he went to drink flower wine, he would drug the girls, and the girls would cry and beg to have sex with them, until the lust was gone, otherwise they would risk their lives.

Thinking of this, Yang Guo scolded angrily: "Zhao Zhijing, you brute! ”

If Fang Cai hadn't escaped by him, Yang Guo would definitely have slashed him with a thousand knives!

Zhu Qingyun was still in his arms and whispered unbearably.

Yang Guo thought about it again and again, and felt that this place was really not suitable for staying for a long time.

If Zhao Zhijing goes and returns, and bites back, I am afraid that Zhu Qingyun's innocence will be ruined. Coupled with Yang Guo, who came back from the dead, there are really a hundred mouths that can't be explained.

Yang Guo didn't hesitate any longer, picked up Zhu Qingyun horizontally, and rushed into the torrential rain.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the Tianquan Palace, he heard a faint noise of people in the distance.

It turned out that he was really expected by Yang Guo, and Zhao Zhijing fled away, but he was really preparing to bite back. If a group of Quanzhen disciples witnessed the situation between him and Zhu Qingyun at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yang Guo turned around and walked in the direction of the back mountain.

From the Cliff of the Trial Sword, follow the winding mountain road that has been traveled thousands of times, and brave the rain to go in the direction of the tomb of the living dead.

Washed by the rain, the mountain road was slippery and difficult to walk, Yang Guo fell several times, but he protected Zhu Qingyun in his arms, unwilling to let him be injured in the slightest.

It usually takes only two quarters of an hour to travel, but tonight it took more than half an hour.

Yang Guo kicked open the door of the wooden house, peeled off the quilt on Zhu Qingyun's body that had been soaked by heavy rain, and gently put him on the bed.

Zhu Qingyun's body is still terrifyingly hot, and even steaming, "hot...... Uncomfortable...... I'm going to die...... Passing ...... Help me ......"

Yang Guo was anxious, but he didn't know what to do, he suddenly became wise in a hurry, took off the wet clothes on his body, jumped on the bed, pulled Zhu Qingyun into his arms and hugged him tightly, trying to use his cold body to cool down Zhu Qingyun.

Zhu Qingyun was like a drowning man who grabbed a life-saving straw and wrapped it tightly around Yang Guo.

One is cold, the other is hot, skin to skin, the hot one does not cool down, but the cold one quickly warms up.

Yang Guo laboriously took off Zhu Qingyun who was wrapped around his body, rushed into the rain for a while, and returned to the bed to hug Zhu Qingyun.

This was repeated several times, but the temperature on Zhu Qingyun's body did not drop at all, and the whole person was burned crimson, which was extremely beautiful.

Zhu Qingyun hugged him tightly, greedily absorbing the cool air on his body.

Yang Guo was almost breathless, and called in a dumb voice: "Master......"

Zhu Qingyun began to unconsciously bite Yang Guo's neck, which was very fierce, and Yang Guo hissed and inhaled in pain.

Where could the young man's body withstand such torture, his blood was already surging, and the place was standing upright, and it was painful.

If this continues, Yang Guo feels that he will go crazy.

He tried to push Zhu Qingyun away again, but Zhu Qingyun begged with tears in his eyes: "Don't ...... Don't leave me...... Passing ...... I'm so uncomfortable...... Help me ......."

Yang Guo said in a dumb voice: "Master, you will regret it......"

Zhu Qingyun still haunted him, moaning with unknown meaning.

If the lust is not relieved, I am afraid that Zhu Qingyun will really die.

Yang Guo couldn't bear to see him in such pain anymore, gritted his teeth and made up his mind, turned over and pressed Zhu Qingyun under him, looked at his face, and said resolutely: "Master, even if you wake up tomorrow and kill me with a sword, I have to do it." ”

Zhu Qingyun's eyes were closed, and he called out not very clearly: "...... pass"

After a moment of hesitation, Yang Guo leaned down violently and kissed Zhu Qingyun's hot lips.