Chapter 17: The Mysterious Man
Since Xuanyuan Yize found Medicine Valley, he would come to accompany him almost every day, and he always felt very uncomfortable staying with Xuanyuan Yize. Fortunately, Wen Li was not there, and from that day on, Feng Yin was afraid that Wen Li would suddenly come back and bump into Xuanyuan Yize almost every day.
As in the past, Xuanyuan Yize came to the Medicine Valley after a day's cultivation of the Imperial Sword, but today Xuanyuan Yize was not as quiet as before, as soon as he came, he pressed Feng Yin into the medicine field, lowered his head and stared at Feng Yin's eyes dangerously.
"What are you doing! Let me go! You've killed all the spirit grasses! Feng Yin was a little angry, you must know that spirit grass is very precious, why is this person so ignorant?
"It's so good to even be angry, Feng Yin, are you a goblin?" He didn't care what spiritual grass was or not, and he refused to let it go while suppressing Feng Yin.
"Xuanyuan Yize, did you take the wrong medicine! Let me go! ”
"Feng Yin," he gently called the young man's name, and the temperature in his eyes was as hot as it had never been, "I want you." ”
"What!" Feng Yin felt that the world was mysterious, otherwise why would Xuanyuan Yize suddenly make such a strange request? "Xuanyuan Yize, calm down!"
"Feng Yin, don't be afraid."
"Hmm-"
He lowered his head to kiss the young man's lips, but the young man below him resisted and avoided him.
"Feng Yin," Xuanyuan Yize was unwilling, lowered his head and continued to chase the pink lips, while telling the reason for the matter, "I will leave Jiuyang tomorrow." Three years after the disciple initiates, he has to go down the mountain to experience once, and the training time is ten years. It's just that I have never gone down the mountain in the secret realm last time, and today the master asked me to go down the mountain with my senior brother. ”
"You know what? Senior brother, he entered the school more than 100 years before me, and every time he has experienced it, it has been at least 100 years. ”
"Feng Yin, I can't bear you."
The last sentence of the man was already crying, and he felt a warm liquid between his necks - did Xuanyuan Yize cry?
Feng Yin's heart ached slightly, he wrapped his arms around the man's back, and could only say softly, "I'll wait for you to come back."
"Feng Yin, don't resist me, okay?" Xuanyuan Yize stared at the young man's beautiful eyes beggingly, "I won't do anything else, just kiss you, okay?" ”
"Hmm." Feng Yin nodded and took the initiative to hand over the red lips.
The two of them breathed intertwined, and neither of them stepped out of the forbidden land.
The first time she saw Xuanyuan Yize, Feng Yin didn't like this person very much, probably because she hated it was the beginning of paying attention to a person.
Xuanyuan Yize was unusual, the kiss was rough and intense, not as gentle as before, but he was still careful not to hurt the boy. Feng Yin's body, which had been abused and robbed of all his breath, softened into a puddle of spring water, unable to raise a little strength, and his eyes were filled with tears and let Xuanyuan Yize's tongue do whatever he wanted.
Just when Feng Yin thought he might faint, Xuanyuan Yize finally let him go.
The man looked down at him, and said with a serious expression without a hint of joke: "Feng Yin, can you give me yourself as a meeting gift next time we meet?" That's enough time for you to prepare your mind. ”
Feng Yin couldn't understand what the man meant, and subconsciously shook her head.
Xuanyuan Yize looked at Feng Yin, who shook his head, but smiled meaninglessly, not angry at all: "The next time we meet, whether you want it or not, I will want you." Young Master Ben has always done what he says. ”
"Why am I not you? I never said I liked you! ”
"I said, you can't deny it." He pinched the boy's sensitive earlobe, satisfied with the boy's suddenly tense body.
"But it's not what you say!"
"It's all kissed, don't quibble. Besides, you enjoy it, don't you? Look—" he reached out to wipe away the tears that hung from the corners of the boy's eyes, "and the comfortably cried." ”
"You!" Feng Yin grinned in shame, as if she wanted to bite this shameless man to death.
"Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love." Xuanyuan Yize suddenly grabbed a small handful of Feng Yin's hair and intertwined it with his own hair, then raised his head and smiled stupidly at Feng Yin, "Feng Yin, you are mine in this life, except for me, you are not allowed to fall in love with anyone." Xuanyuan Yize will only love you alone, if you change your mind, you will never be able to do it in this life, and you will not be able to die well. ”
"Why do you always settle other people's affairs without asking them if they want to!"
"It's no one else, lady, come and call the husband to listen!"
"you!" Feng Yin slapped Xuanyuan Yize on the face, pushed away Xuanyuan Yize and looked down at the man condescendingly, "Xuanyuan Yize, if you dare to call me such a disgusting name again, I will cut your tongue!" After saying that, he walked to the barrel and lowered his head to water it, and never looked at the man again.
Xuanyuan Yize put it into big characters and looked at the sky and laughed silently, laughed for a while, didn't know what he thought, rolled around again, rolled a large piece of spiritual grass to death, and then got up, glanced at the slender back with nostalgia, and walked away.
Hearing the sound of sword qi cutting through the sky, Feng Yin's heart trembled, and when he looked back, there was no man's shadow long gone. But - the next moment: "Xuanyuan Yize!" You son of a bitch! Don't run if you have the ability! ”
"Haha! This is a souvenir for your husband. When the husband returns, the beloved wife should make a vow to make a personal promise, don't forget it, remember to wash it and wait in bed for her husband to love her. ”
"Xuanyuan Yize!" Because he was too hard, Feng Yin actually crushed the water scoop in his hand, "Be your bastard's daydream!" ”
There was silence in the air, and Feng Yin knew that Xuanyuan Yize had already left, and it was false to say that he was willing to do it. Lonely sighed, he could only resign himself to saving the spirit grass of Yan'er who was made by Xuanyuan Yize, and there was no anger in his heart.
Since that day's fierce kiss, Xuanyuan Yize has never come to Medicine Valley again. For half a year, Feng Yin had become accustomed to Xuanyuan Yize's company, and this person suddenly disappeared, and he really realized how lonely the Medicine Valley was.
A hundred years, how long is it, year after year, Feng Yin will always think of Xuanyuan Yize inexplicably, but he is afraid to see Xuanyuan Yize.
In the blink of an eye, it was another nine years, and in this year, the demon clan took advantage of the Jiuyang disciples to go down the mountain to experience and suddenly attacked Jiuyang Mountain, giving the Jiuyang Sect a big blow. After pacifying the demons, it also made the medicine valley more popular, and there were people who came to receive the spirit grass almost every day.
The sun was scattered in the valley, and Feng Yin rolled up her sleeves and shuttled through the medicine field step by step. I didn't mean to, but I didn't expect to see a figure in the depths of the medicine field.
"Oops! Stop it! Feng Yin hurriedly put down the water scoop and ran over, and saw that the man was holding a snow lotus in his hand, "You can't pick it casually!" If you want to exchange spirit stones, don't you let me know that this is a steal? ”
The man's body was obviously stiff, he turned around slowly, and a powerful momentum swept towards Feng Yin, Feng Yin took two steps back, and looked at the man in front of him stupidly.
The man wears a snow-white open-sleeved robe with a lilac pattern embroidered on the collar and cuffs, majestic and simple, and there is no superfluous decoration on the white robe. The man's silver hair hung down on the ground, and a hosta was simply inserted on his head. The most surprising thing for Feng Yin was the man's lilac eyes, which Feng Yin had never seen before.
"Are you a disciple of Wen Li?" The man asked softly, his voice cold but gentle.
"Disciple Feng Yin." Feng Yin scratched his head in embarrassment, and when he heard the man call Wen Li by his name, he knew that the man's identity was not ordinary, but Feng Yin never made too many guesses about others, he just needed to do his own thing.
He smiled respectfully and stared at the Xue Lian in the man's hand: "Senior, Xue Lian is a very precious medicinal material, if you want it, you must exchange it for five intermediate spirit stones, otherwise you can't take it away without permission, this is the rule of the Medicine Valley."
"I don't have any spirit stones on me." The man's sharp gaze fell on Feng Yin, and he didn't mean to let go of Xue Lian.
This situation is really the first time Feng Yin has encountered it, he hesitated for a moment and looked at the man nervously and said: "Why don't you go and get the spirit stone first, and I'll save the medicinal materials for you?"
"I'm in a hurry." The man still spoke uncontrollably, and Feng Yin actually heard a little teasing.
"Ahh Feng Yin opened her mouth wide, it wouldn't be so coincidental, right? "In a hurry?"
"It's urgent."
"This ......" Feng Yin didn't see a little anxious look on the man's face, afraid that the man would deceive people, Feng Yin looked around, no one could prove that the man had come, "Then you can't lie to me, I'm just an outer disciple." ”
"In this case, the seniors will take it first, and then give me the spirit stones tomorrow, only five intermediate spirit stones."
The man nodded, turned around and left, walked a few steps as if confirmed, turned around and asked, "Your name is Feng Yin?"
"Hmm."
One last glance at Feng Yin, the man slowly walked out of the medicine valley.
Feng Yin looked at the man's figure in the distance, how to look at it and feel strange.
The status of the man does not seem to be low, how can he come to pick up medicine alone? It stands to reason that someone should have been sent.