Tianxue knew that her strength was not the opponent of the demon king, and she was not positive, so she walked very simply. The Demon King has always been very busy, and he doesn't have so much time to stay by the side of a blind man, and when the time comes, the soul killer will not be like playing.

The cold wind scratched Bai Xiaoxuan's ears, Bai Xiaoxuan grabbed his arm and was silent for a long time, "Are you okay?" It was not an uneasy whisper.

The soft voice pulled back Bai Xiaoxuan's thoughts, and "uh" Bai Xiaoxuan, who came back to his senses, shook his head, "I'm fine." Gradually, he let go of his hand, as if he remembered something, and grabbed it again, "Can you please do me a favor?" The anxious look made it impossible to feel pity in his heart, especially the eyes of the bright and bright moon, and the hearts of those who saw it were confused.

"Of course, you say." It's not patience.

Bai Xiaoxuan let go of his hand, knowing that he was out of shape, and said, "Can you take me back to the stone house where I lived before, I have a friend there, I don't know if I'm injured." Yang Lei asked him to go first, definitely because he expected an accident and was delaying time for him.

The woman just now is not a good stubble at first glance, and the most important thing is that that woman is good at martial arts, and she is definitely not so easy to deal with.

"Okay, I'll take you back, but you have to promise me one thing." Yang Lei took Bai Xiaoxuan out of the thatched house, and he felt it, and he didn't stop it, and occasionally came to see if it was okay, usually he came on the same day and left on the same day.

This time, because he needed to rush back in time to deal with it in the demon world, it was delayed for a long time. It's definitely not out of the demon world, things have changed hands, uncle and uncle have returned to the demon world, things naturally don't need him to deal with anymore, but I don't know what happened, my uncle seems to have a big opinion of him, and he doesn't want to see him, my uncle has the heart to worry about him, but as long as my uncle has a look, he immediately obediently returned to the room. It's not that I'm very confused, and I can't resist, and I handle things obediently.

After it was dealt with, many hours had passed, but Aunt Jing still felt sorry for him and took over the next affairs, and he didn't have to run back and forth in the future to deal with these accumulated government affairs.

Waiting for it is not free, I secretly came to see Bai Xiaoxuan again, only to see with my own eyes the fire in the middle of the mountainside, because of the enchantment, mortals are invisible, as the demon king, he was terrified for the second time in his life.

pinched his fingers and calculated, it was definitely not stealth and rushed over, and he saw a woman blocking Bai Xiaoxuan's way, and the confrontation between the two was very thrilling.

It was definitely not that he didn't show up immediately, wanting to find out the details of that woman, and from the woman's body, he sensed a faint immortal qi, mixed with demonic qi, which was more disordered and impure than the breath of the demon in the demon realm.

The aura of darkness is stronger.

Bai Xiaoxuan's detached attitude towards life and death was by no means very surprising, and at the same time, he had a feeling of amazement for the first time for this man who looked quite ordinary. For people who are by no means accustomed to seeing "big fish and big meat", Bai Xiaoxuan is indeed quite like "green vegetable tofu".

But this does not affect, it is by no means a change in the understanding of Bai Xiaoxuan, a mortal who is brave and knowledgeable, and is not afraid of life and death, is worthy of admiration, and it is also worthy of him to leave people behind.

"As long as you are willing to take me there, I will promise you a hundred conditions." Bai Xiaoxuan was eager to make his position clear, and almost swore a poisonous oath with two fingers. Bai Xiaoxuan doesn't know much about the character and personality of the absolute, so he copes with it carefully.

"Okay." It is by no means to give Bai Xiaoxuan a preventive injection in advance, so as not to make Bai Xiaoxuan unbearable.

There was no turning back from the bow, the bed curtain fluttered, the red candle flickered, and everything was in order.

It was already the second half of the night, and the moonlight was getting colder and colder like silver snow, cool to the bone. The inner room was unusually warm because the stove had been burned in advance and incense was lit. Mu Zeluo pulled Mu Qianfeng's arm and pillowed it unceremoniously, his face was pale, his lips were red but cold, and his brows were still gathered together because of the pain, and he couldn't stretch out.

The first time it was more difficult than I imagined, I would rather go to the battlefield to fight than this, just cut the sword on the body, and shed a little blood is better than this. Mu Zeluo turned sideways, propped up his head, and looked at the sleeping man, Qingshan Yuandai tugged slightly, the tall nose fluttered because of breathing, and the small white jade Bei Tooth couldn't help biting his lip, and slept very deeply.

Looking at the man's sleeping face, Mu Zeluo's eyes suddenly glowed with water, and the corner of his eye fell on Mu Qianfeng's arm, feeling that he was living a very wronged life, he had lived a lot of years, how could he be so sneaky and cautious.

Cheeky and embarrassed, he did this all for Mu Qianfeng. But where should they go, will he stay here and wait for Qianfeng to wake up, or will he run away while Qianfeng knows nothing?

Mu Zeluo endured the severe pain, raised his body and quietly looked at the man who was sleeping sweetly. After several years of training, Mu Qianfeng is no longer a soft teenager, with a strong and strong body, which can give people a sense of reliance and security. There is not much change in appearance, exquisite and beautiful, but there is no trace of femininity, but it adds a mature male charm, and I can't help but want to get closer when I see it.

At this time, Mu Zeluo suddenly realized that the man he quietly fell in love with was no longer the lawless milk doll who was once spoiled by him, and he was no longer the little boy who only knew how to call and negotiate conditions behind him. Realizing Mu Qianfeng's transformation, Mu Zeluo was in a trance for a long time.

After several years of tempering, Mu Qianfeng has become an upright man.

Mu Zeluo slowly moved his body, slowly lying on Mu Qianfeng's broad chest, his fingers delicately delineating Mu Qianfeng's curved eyebrows, tall nose bridge, and thin lips, and reluctantly murmured, "Feng'er, tell Uncle Huang what to do with you, Uncle Huang is willing to let you go." The tone was sad and sorrowful, full of sadness. His love for Mu Qianfeng has long exceeded his imagination.

Dyed in the wool. If you want to destroy this deep love, you have to destroy it physically, and teach him to disappear forever from the world in order to achieve spiritual elimination.

The emperor has been trying to persuade him to be with Qianfeng, asking him to take the initiative, but he did not take Qianfeng's own thoughts into account.

They have been together for more than ten years, and they have never passed each other's hearts, Mu Qianfeng was young before, and he didn't know what feelings were, and then waited for Mu Qianfeng to understand what feelings were, or that men and men can also love each other, but told him that he fell in love with another man, and then he said that the man named Yan Luobai was able to calculate everything, and he could protect this man at all costs.

Mu Zeluo was never afraid of losing face here in Mu Qianfeng, but he had to consider these factors, once he selfishly decided the direction of their future, it was very likely that even the only kinship relationship would be severed, and it would be like a stranger.

After careful consideration with a stick of incense, Mu Zeluo kissed Mu Qianfeng's eyelashes with a little water, thought about leaving, lifted the quilt, and was about to leave. Since this love affair must be severed, it is better to be early, as for tonight's intimacy, he stole it, he just remembers, and there is no need for Qianfeng to be responsible for him.

The sleeping man unconsciously followed the direction of the cool air, and with a big hand, he pulled Mu Zeluo back to the bed, the pale curtain swayed again, and only a small part of the red candle was burned.

Pain and happiness, it is no longer Mu Zeluo singing a one-man show. It was precisely because of Mu Qianfeng's move that Mu Zeluo's mind was changed.

The hibiscus tent was incense, and the ivory bed was gently shaken, and it gradually stabilized for two days. Afterwards, Mu Qianfeng turned over, and continued to sleep with the tired and paralyzed person in his arms, among which he woke up, only confused, not awake in the real sense.

Mu Zeluo nestled in Mu Qianfeng's arms, gently bit the tip of Qin Khan's nose, and decided to break the jar, "Even if you want to reject me, I want you to tell me personally." "Since you can't hide from it, it's better to think of a way to make this matter logical. Mu Zeluo's mind was lively, and he immediately decided to hold Mu Qianfeng to pretend to sleep, pretending not to know, and wait for Mu Qianfeng to wake up to see his reaction.

No matter what the reaction was, he relied on his little nephew. If Qianfeng accepts him, it will be called a happy relationship, and if he refuses with a cold face, it will be called an accident, no matter what it is, he will not lose.

Wisps of golden light passed through the gaps in the pale blue gauze tent and hit the two figures hugging each other on the bed, and the long and dense eyelashes of the man on the bed trembled slightly, and slowly opened his eyelashes.

Mu Qianfeng's thoughts were still stuck when he was fleeing with Yan Luobai, and he didn't know the time to fly over Wanzhong Mountain, "Luobai, it's dawn, the sun is too thorny." He lifted his arm and tugged at the curtain.

Mu Zeluo's eyelashes stiffened, and then closed them again, his fingertips shook slightly, his feet were numb, and the person holding him moved his hand and pulled the curtain through him. In his sleep, he muttered Yan Luobai's name, it turned out that Qianfeng's heart had never had him at all, and he had always thought about Yan Luobai.

Thinking about it carefully, at that time, Yan Luobai had just entered the capital and had a conflict with the scholar of the same inn, and he was pious and brought people into the mansion himself, and even he, the imperial uncle, was left behind. The two of them cherish each other, they are inseparable day by day, and they do not hesitate to fall out with their sister for the sake of Yan Luobai.

In fact, it is purely normal for Qian Feng to like Yan Luobai, Yan Luobai looks like a talent, handsome and elegant, Qian Feng looks feminine and gorgeous, and is of similar age. How could Qian Feng have a reason to choose an imperial uncle who was related to him by blood, and gave up the beautiful young man.

He should have been self-aware, and today's humiliation was brought on by himself.

Mu Zeluo hung his head obscurely, buried his head in the pillow as much as possible, and moved his body out slightly, trying not to let Mu Qianfeng find out.

Feeling that there was a figure around him who was about to escape, Mu Qianfeng didn't think much about it, he grabbed it with his big hand, and pressed the person who wanted to run away into his arms, "uh" Mu Zeluo bit his lip and snorted, Mu Qianfeng's actions were too rude and hurt him.

Mu Zeluo bit his lip and didn't let himself make a sound, for fear of making a fool of himself in front of Mu Qianfeng.

The person in his arms had no clothes, Mu Qianfeng was shocked, he and Yan Luobai drank wine, and when he was drunk, he always slept in clothes, how could he have no clothes? Could it be that they have done something unforgivable?

Mu Qianfeng came to his senses completely, and there were countless small theaters and opening remarks begging for mercy from Yan Luobai in his heart, if they really did something, it would be difficult to atone for their sins, let Yan Luobai deal with it, and he didn't blink his eyelids.

Mu Zeluo was even more nervous, his body stiffened and he didn't dare to move, waiting for the hurried insults like a storm. He shouldn't have had ideas because of his pious behavior, and his feelings have always treated him as Yan Luobai, which is too embarrassing.

If there could be a crack in the ground, he would have gotten into it without saying a word.

Mu Qianfeng risked being strangled to death by the other party, stabbed over the head hiding in the futon, and stared at the shy and angry man carefully, always feeling that this body looked very familiar, and it was 108,000 miles different from Yan Luobai.

The hand touched the man's back, there was an obvious old scar, which was on the emperor's uncle, Mu Qianfeng raised the man's chin suspiciously, forcing the other party to face to face with himself, surprised, "Uncle Huang? "No wonder I feel that the voice is familiar, it turns out to be Uncle Huang.