The huge sails rose in the wind, and Yin Shang personally sent them down the mountain, waving goodbye, his deep eyes filled with ardent anticipation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With less than forty years of life, trapped on the island for eternity, is Penglai's fate rewritten at this moment?

The boat moved slowly, and Shen Qing seemed to be able to see his decades-long persistence through his lonely eyes.

All kinds of emotions lingered in the chest, and awe suddenly rose in my heart, in the long cold winter, as the holy lord of the island, the only normal person, how to stick to hunger and hardship from beginning to end, guarding the secret of Penglai, waiting for the day when the light came.

And he was obviously not the first person, and the countless inheritors before him had never been able to wait for this day to come in their entire lives.

"It's cold outside, let's go inside." Lian Mo grabbed her shoulder and said in a low voice.

Smoke rose from the sea, and Penglai was once again covered with a veil of mystery by the smoke that swirled it. The cliffs in the middle of the mountain, the foggy rocky edge, and the floating warships on the white mist sea are going farther and farther.

Yanzhou Ningcheng

Shen Qing looked at the two people who were saying goodbye to her in front of her, and suddenly felt a lot of reluctance in her heart.

She involuntarily tugged Mu Liuyun's arm. "Why is Senior Brother in such a hurry?"

Mu Liuyun glanced at Lian Mo, who was expressionless on the side, and looked at Shen Qing with gentle eyes.

In her heart, there is still a place for him, as for whether it is love or family affection, what is there to worry about?

His warm palm stroked the top of her head, "I naturally can't bear to be a junior sister, but I've been away from the palace for too long, and I'm afraid of something going to happen in the court."

He was telling the truth, and if it weren't for the fact that there had been a change in the DPRK and China, he would not have left in such a hurry.

Shen Qing saw that he had made up his mind, so he had to nod helplessly. Suddenly thinking of something, he turned to look at Feng Qingyun. "Why is Master leaving?"

The wind looked at her wickedly. "Only allow you and Mo Shizi to show affection under the nose of the teacher every day, and you can't go to find my good friends for the teacher?"

Shen Qing frowned, and said unexpectedly: "After three years outside the Saiwai, I thought that the master had changed his temperament, this time Jin Yao, how could he be like this prodigal son again?" ”

Feng Qingyun laughed exaggeratedly: "In such a wild place, where are there any beauties, as a teacher or a beauty who likes Jin Yao, all of them are versatile and gentle like water." ”

A gaze shot over, and Feng Qingyun looked for that gaze, but it was Lian Mo. There was a shallow or dark sparkle in his inky eyes, and the people who looked at it were a little uncomfortable.

Feng Qingyun coughed twice, and looked away in a hurry. "It's just right, Liuyun and I are on the same road, but we can go together, and we won't delay your little lover to reunite after a long absence."

Shen Qing glared at him coldly, "I haven't been in shape yet." ”

Feng Qingyun was suddenly unhappy: "Is the apprentice talking about being a teacher?" ”

He twisted a silver thread in his ear without a trace, and looked at Shen Qing with a provocative expression, very confident in his appearance.

Shen Qingwaner: "Master is forty years old this year, don't you still want to pretend to be a young man?" ”

Feng Qingyun glanced at her angrily, and snorted angrily and didn't speak.

Shen Qing smiled again, and didn't forget to instruct, "Don't try those messy poisons again." Be careful, I really don't care about you. ”

Feng Qingyun turned his head away, and didn't even wave his hand to look at her. "No, no, no!"

Then he whistled twice, and behind him, two large brown horses came to him in the woods.

When the horse approached, Feng Qingyun didn't talk nonsense, stepped on the horse and ran out.

Shen Qing's face darkened, this old immortal, so anxious to meet his friend?

Mu Liuyun saw that his master was leaving, and he was not in a hurry to catch up, he turned over and got on his horse gracefully, and his amber eyes froze on Shen Qing's face.

"If my sister is free, you can come to Beimu to find me, and the palace door of Beimu will open for you at any time."

Shen Qing nodded, "It will be." ”

Mu Liuyun finally took a deep look at her, pressed the thoughts in his heart, and then turned his head to look at the place where Feng Qingyun disappeared, took a deep breath, and beat the horse to follow.

The sound of Dada's horse's hooves faded away, and he was no longer there.

Lian Mo took two steps forward and came to Shen Qing's side, watching the direction in which the two of them left like her, and the slightly cool big palm pulled her Rouyi and held it firmly in the palm of her hand.

Yangchun Building, the largest restaurant in Ningcheng.

The sound of hot water gently hitting the skin came out through the thin door panel, and the white-robed man outside lit the edge of the table uneasily, and his dark eyes were starry.

From time to time, he glanced in the direction of the inner room, but half an hour seemed extraordinarily long.

The four days at sea were extremely long, and he regretted that he had borrowed a warship, and the rooms inside were all temporarily separated, and there was only a canvas of the thickness of a screen between the two adjacent rooms, not to mention the sound insulation, and sometimes it was a hole when he accidentally touched it.

In such an environment, the evil thoughts in someone's heart have to be suppressed.

After a rustling of skin and clothing, the door opened.

The woman wore a thin moon-white smoke cloud water moon silver silk long skirt lightly attached to the delicate and delicate body, she raised one hand, put a handful of green silk that was still dripping with water droplets on her chest, and the shirt on the raised arm slipped off, revealing a white and delicate jade arm.

Lian Mo only felt that his throat was a little dry, swallowed his saliva unnaturally, walked to the screen, took a dry towel, and walked quickly behind the woman.

The warm fragrance after bathing penetrated into the man's nose along the bursts of heat rising between the hairs, and he secretly suppressed the impatience in his heart, and gently wiped her wet hair with his hands.

Shen Qing heard the slightly heavy breathing behind him, and a happy smile rose on his lips.

Turning his head, he leaned into the man's arms, and asked in a soft voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Lian Mo felt a pang all over, his eyes fell on her innocent little face, and he replied in a deep voice: "Well, okay." ”

She raised her hand, her white fingertips interspersed with combing between the long black hair, the light gauze wide sleeves slipped off again, and the lotus arm that exuded a woman's unique body fragrance almost dazzled the man's eyes.

The half-wet towel in his hand was thrown down, he reached out and hugged the woman's slender waist into his arms, and the kiss with heat was imprinted on the half-dried green silk between her temples, and as she turned her head slightly, she was impatient to find the gorgeous red lips that exuded a faint fragrance.

Shen Qing shook his head and avoided his lips without a trace.

Lian Mo walked over her body dissatisfied, holding her face with fire-breathing eyes, and was about to kiss her without saying a word, but Shen Qing stretched out his hand and covered his lips.

Hair with a faint moisture brushed his ears, and she pressed against his sensitive earlobes and said, "I'm going to help Jingwan with needles." ”

Lian Mo's eyes deepened, and his ink-like pupils were a little darker: "Qingqing, you are playing with fire." ”

If you provoke him like this, you want to withdraw halfway, don't think about it!

She chuckled, and the warm heat hit the man's ears, causing him to tremble: "It's all said, I can't be untrustworthy." ”

The man's long body pressed against her, forcing her to lean against the table behind her.

He put his arms around her waist and made the two of them feel impenetrable: "I'll go later." ”

Shen Qingli smiled: "It's the end of time, if it's too late, others should sleep." Jingwan's body should be fine, this is the last time to administer the needle. ”

Lian Mo saw her insistence, and his heart was suddenly deflated. Only now.... The body has been teased by this little woman, and the warmth that has been separated for three years is the most important thing at the moment.

His big palm couldn't help but rub back and forth on the woman's slender waist, which was suspicious of going up.

She smiled very tactfully. "And ...... I haven't taken a shower for a few days, what does it smell like on your body? ”

In fact, the smell on his body is still very good, with his unique bamboo fragrance.

Lian Mo frowned, secretly scolded himself for being abrupt again, and asked embarrassedly, "Is it?" ”

See her nod solemnly. Only then did he let go of her, turned around and walked out the door: "I'll go and ask Xiao Er to fetch water." ”

Because it was the last acupuncture, the time took a little longer, and it was already an hour later when Shen Qing returned to the room again.

Under the goose-yellow curtain, the man's white jade-like face was pillowed on the sandalwood-colored gold silk warm pillow, he breathed evenly, as if he was asleep, and his usual cold expression was removed, with a touch of clarity and purity.

The snow-white loose nightgown was loosely placed on the body, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and a large seductive luster was exposed on the chest.

A few strands of green silk hung down, gently hitting his chest with his breath.

She took a secret breath, swallowed a bit of an inopportune thought, moved lightly to the side of the bed, took off her shoes and socks and was about to crawl past the man to the inside.

As soon as he stretched out a leg, his arm tightened, his slender waist was surrounded by a strong arm, and the whole person instantly fell into a slightly cool embrace.

Lian Mo half-opened his eyes and looked at the stunning face lying in his arms, "Qingqing is really good for her husband." ”

She found a comfortable position in his arms, "Putting on such a coquettish pose, are you seducing me?" ”

Lian Mo lowered his head, his eyes locked on the red lips that shone with a magnificent luster: "Did you seduce me?" ”

Shen Qing smiled charmingly and replied with the red lips that she took the initiative to send.

The gauze tent trembled slightly, Luo Qiu flew over, and the love song that had been separated for three years was played ambiguously among the water **.

The white clothes fell lightly between the two pairs of fingers, the man's strong attack, the woman's tactful welcome, and the intertwining of lips and tongues brought bursts of electricity.

The white jade is full of flowers, the spring water is shining, and there is an ambiguous murmur rippling between the red lips.

His soul trembled, his fingertips were full of affection, and the full tide of love filled her inch by inch through the movement of his fingertips, she couldn't stand such a blasphemy, and her bewitching red lips overflowed with pleading.

The white bi is entwined, the black eyes are deep, the fire is soaked in spring water, and the hundred are tempered into steel, the rhythm of the staggered tune is high and low and ripples, and the delicate sigh is confused between advance and retreat.

In the chaotic room, a few rounds were not enough of Hongrui's enchantment, and in the lingering death, she confessed her love, and he lost his heart.

Heaven does not pity the fish and water, and it is scattered and white.

The pale light reflected a brilliant smile, greedy for joy.

The mandarin ducks pillow together, the jade body is horizontally displayed, the brocade is overturned, the end of the song, and the people are together. (To be continued.) )