【Spring Sleep】

There is wine and moon, and the old people are together, and in a blink of an eye, it is time for the East to turn white.

There were several jars of wine lying on the ground, rolling everywhere, and there was no place to put your feet. Zhou Youyan was still standing, and just after dancing his sword, he cut the nearby dead trees into hundreds of thin sticks of similar size. She used her sword to flick the newly baked firewood, shook her head and said: "Sword cultivation really shouldn't be greedy for cups, I drank these dozen jars of thousands of days drunk today, and I will avoid sealing the cup for the next thousand days." ”

She finished lazily in a lazy tone, and didn't get a response for a long time. When I turned my head, I saw that the drinking friend was already leaning against a tree with a crooked neck, sleeping unconscious.

Zhou Youyan chuckled, stuffed the wine pill into his mouth, closed his eyes for a week, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already clear. She turned her head to look to the side, only to see the "Wei Zhao" brought back by Gongliangzhi walking not far away in the morning light, probing his brain in front of them.

"Zhou Daoyou, early wow!" When he saw that Zhou Youyan had finished his luck, he smiled and made a mockery.

Zhou Youyan returned the salute, and when he saw Wei Zhao frequently looking at Gongliangzhi, he said that he was drunk for a thousand days and the hangover medicine on the grass table. She looked at Gong Liangzhi who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, although this drinking friend drank a small amount, but the wine was very good, and when he was drunk, he was only quiet and sleepy, and did not make trouble at all. His eyebrows were all drunk, his expression was relaxed, and he didn't know what kind of sweet dream he was dreaming.

Zhou Youyan sighed silently and said to Wei Zhao: "Let him sleep a little longer, and you can feed the medicine later." ”

Wei Zhao responded with a full mouth, and asked again: "Zhou Daoyou, is this leaving?" Stay a little longer? ”

"There is no feast in the world." Zhou Youyan said, "I still have important things, so I won't stay long." ”

Wei Zhao watched Zhou Youyan step on the flying sword and go away, at this time, no one was around to visit, and the cheerful smile on his face melted like snow. He stood for a moment, then turned to Gongliangzhi and whispered, "Dao Chief? ”

Gongliang naturally did not wake up.

He was so drunk that even his hair smelled of wine. The placket of the robe was not dry, and it was torn open a lot, revealing a piece of chest. The skin was rarely light, and it was dazzlingly white.

There was a gust of wind in the forest, and the Taoist flowers that were nearing the end were scattered with the wind, and the flowers were colorful, and a large number of petals fell below, and they merged into a worry-relieving flower again. The anxiety-relieving flower fluttered lightly towards the spellcaster, and when it saw that it was about to fall on Gongliang's lips, it was pinched by Wei Zhao.

He grabbed the flower, and was about to throw it away, but somehow changed his mind again, and his fingers tightened, crushing a delicate flower into mud. The purple-red juice of the anxiety relief flower dripped from between his fingers, dyeing Gongliangzhi's lips, like the rouge painted by a boudoir woman, making the two still white lips a little more bloody.

Wei Zhao stretched out his thumb and wiped this bit of rouge on Gongliangzhi's lips. The Taoist priest still slept soundly, not noticing this frivolous act. He rubbed the juice of the flower finely, and suddenly added another finger to the ground, which reached into Gongliang's mouth, pried his teeth open, and caught his tongue.

The soft meat was hot and smooth, and it exuded a light and long aftertaste aroma of a thousand days of drunkenness, as if it was delicious.

Wei Zhao's eyes darkened and he leaned down.

Wei Zhao is neither an ignorant fool nor a cultivator who is dedicated to cultivation, he is more sophisticated than Gongliang Zhi ten years ago, but he is not enlightened and has no interest in love.

I also want to know that an adventurer like Wei Zhao who can't sit still can be a good baby of the teacher. He dared to steal wine and drink in his early teens, and when he went down the mountain to cultivate his mind, he plunged into the gambling house flower boat, and his name was Hongchen. He thinks the wine is delicious, and it is good to have occasional drinks with relatives and friends; The food is also good, you might as well try it if you have time and leisure; Gambling is not interesting, if you want to trick people to earn travel expenses, you can come to a hand; Prostitution ...... Aren't you stupid people who waste your time, money, and life on this kind of thing?

He can't be blamed for this, really. The dragon species that only broke through the shell in two hundred years, and the long childhood is also counted in hundreds of years, and the little dragons in their teens or even dozens of years have not even grown horns! Although the Dao method is magical, mixed with the blood of the human race, Wei Zhao, who already looks like a good young man, is still a cub in some aspects.

In other words, whether the seventeen or eighteen-year-old Wei Zhao looked at the picture of the Spring Palace, went to the Qinglou to see him, or met the demon cultivator and wanted to arouse his emotions, Wei Zhao's feelings were the same as when he accidentally bumped into a servant cheating in General Wei's mansion when he was a child.

It's noisy, it's boring, I don't know what you're excited about.

Young Dragon Wei Zhao understands friendship, family affection, and teacher-student relationship...... Du Du doesn't understand love, just as he doesn't understand love #lust. To make him understand that a gentleman is good, it is like forcing an eight-year-old child to make an alliance with others, not only can it not be done, it is simply inhumane. He treats people close to him as friends, and his heart is full of sincerity and frankness, and he can't understand the sorrow and twists and turns brought by love, and he only says that I am good with so-and-so. This is not something that can be used to understand and understand, and there is no logic and reason in the first place.

Lu Zhenren, who made him, knew this, so he didn't match him with any female cultivator, and when this kind of hardware and software didn't grow well, even if he was forced to marry, he couldn't breed a new dragon vein. She also didn't care about Wei Zhao's closeness to Gong Liangzhi, and laughed at their seemingly affectionate rumors: Wei Zhao is nothing more than a child's heart, childishly occupying his little friends, and when the dragon matures, God knows what will happen.

The young dragon is a hundred years old, and when it turns into a dragon, it matures one day. It stands to reason that Wei Zhao should have understood the unknown things in the past after the completion of the dragon, and the accumulated amount of affection changed to qualitative change, from an ignorant child to an adult with a transparent heart. It's just that there was a problem with the dragon and it was stuck in the middle of the road.

Wei Zhao, who cultivated half of the dragon's body and had no chance with the real dragon, was just an ungrown teenager in this life.

Wei Zhao leaned down # and untied Gongliangzhi's belt with one hand. With twelve points of patience, he opened the robes and profane clothes layer by layer, like opening a gift box and peeling a fruit. Gongliang's pale body is unobstructed, lean but thin. Wei Zhao pulled out the hand that was rummaging the other party's tongue, and the fingers that were sticking to Gongliang Zhijin liquid slid down his neck, sliding all the way down the distinct texture to his lower abdomen, leaving a long wet stain.

Today, of course, Wei Zhao understands love # desire, and also has the ability to taste the taste. It's just that enlightenment is an evil thought under the Xuanbing Abyss, with lust and ruthlessness, mixed with all kinds of messy things.

Gongliang fell asleep unconsciously, his hair was crooked, and the red tide of alcohol made his pale skin reveal a human smell. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows are crimson, with the slender eyes like foxes, and the color is like spring flowers, which is seductive. Wei Zhao looked at Gong Liangzhi and felt that his former best friend was like an immortal on the clouds, and he was full of evil thoughts.

He wanted to pull the immortals down from the clouds.

Wei Zhao wanted to wake up the immortal, strip off his clothes, pull him into the sludge where he was, and shoot all the evil thoughts and evil intentions and filthy demons in his body into Gongliangzhi's body during the intercourse#, so that he would be as painful as Wei Zhao, sink the same, and never return to the sky. Gongliang should stand beside Wei Zhao, just like the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the season winter goes to spring, this is doomed, how can he stand on the opposite side? There must be something wrong, and Wei Zhao will correct this mistake. He wants to make Gongliang Zhi full of his marks, all his smells, and pregnant with his species-hehe, with Wei Zhao's current ghostly appearance, maybe he can really plant a ghost fetus in the belly of the Taoist chief.

Wei Zhao also wanted to do it like this, he would be very careful, and when he opened Gongliangzhi's legs and put his fingers into the secret place, Gongliangzhi would not wake up. Will the Taoist priest wake up when he is nailed into the body # by Wei Zhao's crotch#, or will he open his eyes tremblingly after being fucked # to make the acupoint # mouth completely open and be ground to the point of leaking # sperm in a coma?

Or Gongliang drank too much and slept too deeply, no matter how dull pain and pleasure# felt he couldn't wake him up. In that case, he would probably only be groggy and feel the soreness and numbness in his body, like being trapped in a damp and hot nightmare, unable to escape, unable to escape, suffering from everything but next to each other, and maybe being tortured to whimper. When they used to grow up together, Wei Zhao had heard Gongliang's painful snort, rapid gasps, or the comfortable sigh when the power of the wound medicine dissolved.

Wei Zhao's hand touched it, he lowered his head to hold Gong Liangzhi's lips, and his tongue pressed into it, wrapping around the soft red ball and sucking it heavily, making Gong Liangzhi whine in his sleep. Wei Zhao didn't want him to wake up, and the black qi slid into the tip of his tongue, but it didn't spread for long, and Wei Zhao was shocked.

It's like standing on the edge of a whirlpool, or more terrifying, like a hair or limb getting caught up in a windmill.

The black qi is different from the black mist, it is the product of the fusion of Wei Zhao's own crippled dragon qi and the black mist under the Xuanbing Abyss, it is strong and hidden, it should not have been discovered, how can there be such a reaction? Wei Zhao straightened up suddenly, trying to pull the black qi back, but the pull was extremely tenacious, as if it was going to tear out his entire soul. He made a quick decision and forcibly cut off the black gas that had been ripped off, and it took several attempts to succeed, and the black gas that was disconnected was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no trace of it.

Gongliangzhi was still unconscious, only a little short of breath.

Wei Zhao suddenly reacted, it was not the evil thoughts of the world that caused the abnormality, but the dragon qi.

Lu Zhenren raised Gongliangzhi in order to refine the Dragon Catching Seal, and she went to great lengths to find and adopt Gongliangzhi, of course, not out of kindness. Gongliangzhi was prepared for Wei Zhao, he had a special system and could save dragon energy.

Wei Zhao really felt what it meant to "be able to store dragon qi" today.

Gong Liangzhi's divine soul is like the gourd that absorbs the emperor's pulp, which can absorb the soul of the dragonborn who comes into contact with it rashly, and then lock it in his body.

As the core of the book "Dragon Seal", the treasure "Dragon Seal" has spent a lot of space before and after. The Dragon Hunting Seal is a humane magic weapon, which was created by a human god during the melee between the human race and the demon race. It can extract the soul of the dragon clan, and order the body of the dragon clan whose soul has been extracted, and the more dragon souls it absorbs, the stronger the power of the dragon seal itself, the closer it is to the heavenly way, and it can connect the seal holder with the luck of the human race. At the beginning, that great power used the dragon capture seal to contain hundreds of true dragons and a dragon king, and finally took advantage of this to become enlightened and soared away. When the monk was still there, all the dragons smelled the dragon seal and changed color, because any dragon who had attained the Tao would be ingested into the soul and the body would be slaughtered.

At this time, Wei Zhao understood two things: first, he was able to escape successfully, I am afraid not because of how strong his strength was, how timely his reaction was, but because half of his soul was mixed with the evil thoughts of the world, whether this thing was good or evil, it always belonged to the human race, and was regarded as his own by the magic weapon of humanity; Second, no matter how special the system is, I am afraid it will be difficult to be strong to such a point, and I am afraid that this person has been refined into half a dragon hunting seal.

When? I don't know, maybe it hasn't stopped from Gongliang to being picked up. Their daily diet is controlled by the master, their body forging soup is prepared by the master, and the initiation is supported by the master...... In the past ten years, Gongliangzhi has never doubted Lu Zhenren, who is like a teacher and a mother, and there are too many opportunities to start.

Lu Zhenren put a soon-to-finish dragon capture seal and the core materials of the dragon capture seal together, stocked it, and waited for harvesting, which was really a good calculation.

If any living creatures pass by at this time, they will definitely retreat from the cold killing intent that permeates the air. Gong Liangzhi curled up in his sleep, and Wei Zhaoyi frowned, and the door of the grass house was pushed open.

Gong Liangxi walked out of the grass house with no one left with sleepy eyes, she looked left and right blankly, and saw the figure in the grove on the hillside. The little girl breathed a sigh of relief and trotted into the woods.

Her body is not good, and she has to stop after running for a while. She finally ran to her father and Wei Zhao's brother, only to feel that the morning breeze was too cold, and she shivered from the cold.

Brother Wei Zhao, who was sorting out Daddy's clothes, glanced at her, took off his robe and put it on her, and dragged the hem of his clothes to the ground. Probably because she didn't wake up, Gong Liangxi always felt that Brother Wei Zhao looked a little scary in the early morning, she was a little uneasy, and asked carefully: "What's wrong with Daddy?" ”

"Your daddy drank too much." Brother Wei Zhao said.

When he turned to look at her, the terrible delusion became apparent. Gong Liangxi became bold, peeked at the remaining half of the wine, and felt that the amber wine looked very beautiful, and it was a little greedy. She took a small step forward, and Wei Zhao's brother booed her and told her, "I've been drunk for three years!" Don't touch it. ”

Gongliangxi suspected that Wei Zhao was scaring her, and she didn't want to sleep for three years, so she had to reluctantly retreat. Wei Zhao said again: "When you enter the Tao, I will ask you to drink enough." So Gong Liangxi was happy and laughed out of two dimples.

She looked up and smiled at Wei Zhao, and found that Wei Zhao's brother had a red mark on his mouth. She let out a "huh" and asked, "What is on Brother Wei Zhao's mouth?" Without waiting for anyone to answer, she saw her father again, and Daddy's lips were also red and bright. Daddy also has it on his mouth? Gong Liangxi asked strangely, "Will the wine lose its color?" ”

Wei Zhao smiled when he heard this, licked the red off his lips, and the strange cold feeling finally disappeared. "Xi'er is late!" He laughed mischievously, "Just now your father and I ate the last red fruit, and there is no Xi'er's share." ”

What red fruit? Before Gong Liangxi asked, Wei Zhao had already picked up Gong Liangzhi and walked towards the grass house. Daddy is such a big person, and he is holding him as if he has no weight. Gong Liangxi grew his mouth, surprised and a little envious, and hurriedly trotted to catch up, but the little short legs couldn't keep up no matter how he ran. She stopped out of breath, and Wei Zhao also stopped, took a few steps back, and squatted down beside her.

"You're too weak, aren't you?" Wei Zhao smashed his mouth.

Gong Liangxi pouted and glared at him.

"The back is all for you, can you climb up?" Wei Zhao turned his head and pouted.

Gong Liangxi was a little moved, but also a little worried, and hesitated: "You ...... You're still holding Daddy. ”

"How many taels of meat do you two add up?" Wei Zhao sneered, "I grabbed it with one arm." ”

Gong Liangxi looked at him suspiciously, Wei Zhao rolled his eyes, shrugged Gong Liangzhi on his shoulder, hugged the little girl with his other hand, and ran down the hill. Gong Liangxi hugged his neck and shouted, forgetting the dream of seeing the night streamer last night.