When Sheng Xuan came back, he was afraid that it was already over, he rubbed his long wet hair, and at a glance saw Qiong Yi sleeping in the shape of a silkworm chrysalis on the bed.

Then at the second glance, I saw that next to the half-bright and half-extinguished candlestick, there was a file that had been reviewed and marked, and a delicate jade hair crown that was placed very well.

In fact, he had already returned to the camp when he was in Xu, and the disciples of his clan did not listen to Qiong Yi's orders to hide from him, but quietly sold Qiong Yi cleanly, and directly said that Miss Lu was here, and she came to the camp yesterday to wait for him.

Sheng Xuan resented that he had been fighting in the dust for several days, and he was still fighting with sneaky last night, and his body was extremely dusty, so he went to the distant river beach to take a shower, and washed it before coming back to see her, but what he saw was a guy who was cowering in the quilt and sleeping with his head buried in it.

The corners of his lips rose unconsciously, walked to the side of the bed and lifted the quilt and leaned over to look at her, the wet hair slid down his shoulders, Qiong Yi was torn off the quilt, his face was cold, and when he opened his eyes and was stunned, he saw Sheng Xuan's resentment with black hair scattered, and smiled in a daze: "Ah... You're back? Do you know how to come back and rest......"

"Waiting?" He asked.

"Soon. It's not long before you wait for me to wake up. Qiong also yawned, lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, and walked to the desk: "Sheng Xuan, happy birthday, this should have been said to you yesterday, but now I say it, although it is a little late, it is ...... the same."

She held the hair crown up: "I made a hair crown for you, do you want to try it?" ”

Sheng Xuanyan walked over, sat down in front of her, took the hair crown and looked at it carefully: "It's beautiful, thank you, for bothering you." ”

"Do you like it?"

"I like it." His slender fingers pressed against the back of her neck, and he leaned up to kiss her: "You sent it, I like it all." ”

"Hmm......" Joan also parted his lips and teeth, exchanging breath slightly, "Do you want to try it on?" ”

"My hair is still a little wet."

Joan only picked up the crown and stroked it on the top of his head: "It seems to be just right." It's also not suitable to tie your hair at night, and you will have to rest after a while. ”

He looked back and lowered his eyes: "Hmm." ”

Qiong also put down the crown of her hair, Sheng Xuan's resentment between the hair was clear and transparent, like a little snake into the bottom of her heart, her thoughts were very gentle, and somehow the deepest words in her heart came out of her mouth: "Sheng Xuan." ”

She said, "Tonight, let's get married." ”

It's like in the last moment, when she lifted the crown of her hair, she didn't think that it was not suitable for binding her hair at night, but that it would have to be scattered after a while anyway.

Sheng Xuan was stunned, and stretched out his hand to support her arms in a daze: "Really? ”

"Don't you want me?"

Almost without hesitation, the sound of "thinking", blurted out before she spoke, he held her under her legs, and picked her up, Sheng Xuan's arms were still a little cold, Qiong was also lifted above his head, and the laughter was crisp, but after a few breaths, he felt that his body soaked in the river began to heat up, and hugged his neck and kissed him.

Sheng Xuanyan waved a single finger, the candlelight went out, and he hugged her and landed on the bed.

He tore off her belt and stripped off her clothes, and his eyes were white, and the wounds on her body were almost healed, only the scar had not faded. Sheng Xuanyan grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest: "...... Joan also. I haven't been hurt in the past few days, you can touch it. ”

The upper half of her body, which was no longer covered by clothes, was like a finely carved jade statue, with clear and powerful lines, and Qiong also felt the touch from her fingertips, her muscles were full and elastic, and the temperature of her cheeks increased suddenly, as if she had been dyed with rouge, and she was ashamed and wanted to laugh: "You are... Are you seducing me? ”

Sheng Xuan smiled resentfully: "Otherwise." ”

Joan also saw that the desire in his eyes was overflowing, and he wanted to lead himself to do it first, pursed his lips and smiled, hooked his legs on his waist from below, and extended his hands from his shoulders to his back muscles, and took the initiative to stick them and kiss him into the lips.

It is the aroma of cold pine, very light and thin, with the dew of the night and the smell of grass brought by the wind in the Gobi.

Qiong Yi's kissing skills are very good, which is something he can't learn.

After the deep kiss, Sheng Xuan's resentment was already fascinated: "Qiong Yi... Hmmm......"

He called her name over and over again in her ear, and Joan also called him back, his voice was like the crisp sound of a yellow oriole in spring, slowing down in the depths of love, shallow chanting turned into a gentle singing, and in the midst of wheezing, he stopped abruptly when he was in pain, and the hand that caressed his back turned into a scratch uncontrollably.

"Don't hold back, Qiong Yi."

He saw the pair of apricot eyes in the dark night, half drunk and half awake, fascinated by the slender eyelashes, throbbing, in love, and then kissed her unscrupulously on her body, Joan also blocked her gasp and shook her head: "No...... Camp... The Night Watch... I will hear you and me......"

"I've commanded, tonight, it's just us."

"Shhh Sheng Xuan, you bite again! ……”

"Don't bite... Relaxing......"

Sheng Xuan's resentful movements are very green, not so much rusty, but completely incomprehensible, seeing her bitter expression, there is no half enjoyment, can only use kissing to continue the relationship, whispering between the squirting, the body is lightly numb, or angry or wheezing, the sky is upside down, the stream of water and clouds.

At the mouth of the valley between the distant mountains, there is wind and sand whistling in the ears, Changhong has already fallen, the white night is like a tide from the intersection of the desert and the sky, rising higher and higher, the stars are shaking, and the full moon is bright.

The sand and gravel were urged forward by the wind and waves, and after a while, the sky and the earth were half clear and half dreamy, the stars sank to the ground, and the dust particles floated into the sky.

*

Early morning.

After Sheng Xuan woke up, he first kissed her forehead, then got up lightly, tied his hair and crowned it, and put on soft armor. The person who had been in his arms for half a night last night had not woken up at this time, he walked to the side of the bed and rubbed her cheek, the flesh was soft and very commensurate.

Joan also mumbled a "hmm", barely opened her eyes and looked at him, the memory of last night came to her heart, making people ashamed to recall, she snorted and wrapped herself in the quilt and turned away, leaving only two words: "Excessive." ”

It's excessive.

Very excessive.

In short, after he opened his mind, he was out of control, rubbing people without pity, staying up from late at night until dawn, until she couldn't hold it anymore, and was willing to let her rest.

Qiong also closed her eyes, and thought to herself: Sheng Jun is such a tall and sturdy one, her physique is not big, compared to him, it looks like a thin branch, and she is tossed by him so differently, her body and bones are about to fall apart, and she hurts everywhere on her body, and she is still sleepy.

The guy who can contribute the most is standing by the bed in good spirits, making her puzzled, who moved who did last night, and was he at a loss?

After thinking about it, he muttered again: Shuangxiu is not as immortal and immortal as written in the book, and the two are agreeable, but they are looking for sin!

Sheng Xuan's resentment was slightly stunned, dumbfounded, and he also knew that he had not been able to stop: "I'm sorry...... Qiong Yi, if you feel uncomfortable today, you can't get up, you have a good rest. ”

Joan also tucked her head into the corner of the quilt and ignored him.

"Joan." He leaned over, stroked her long hair, slender knuckles passed over the top of his head, Joan also subconsciously turned his head to rub his hand, and realized that this was his physical habit when he was unconscious, covered his head with a quilt, and listened to him: "Sleep a little longer, I'll come back to see you when I'm done." ”

Joan also said sleepily "um", shrunk down and fell asleep.

Before leaving the camp, Sheng Xuan told the logistics disciples: "Recently, there have been a lot of files, Miss Lu is in the camp to review it, she probably won't be out of the account today, eat drinking water, and send it to her in time." ”

The logistics disciple just obeyed the order: "Yes, young master." ”

After the instructions, Sheng Xuan went to the main camp, and in the tent was the hall master of the clans and Xie Cong discussing matters, and Yan Tingshen was also in the middle. Since Qiong Yi lost his mind, most of the Sheng's plans to take the stage and the rear were planned by Yan Tingshen, and his proposal was very safe, which was comparable to Qiong's plan, Xie Cong sometimes adopted it, and sometimes had other plans.

Most of the time, Yan Tingshen would privately discuss the strategy with Sheng Xuanyan and Su Ye first, and then report it to Xie Cong.

Sheng Xuanyan has not much say in the battle because he has been the shopkeeper for a long time, and he doesn't care much, because with his strength, he must be sent out on the battlefield to meet the enemy.

In the venue outside the main camp, Sheng Xuan resented that the disciples of his sect were practicing archery, and there were also people from other clans practicing. Su Ye and Xu Yichen were chatting outside the tent, talking about the current good situation, and seeing Sheng Xuan's resentment, Xu Yichen beckoned to him: "Little brother Sheng, are you here?" Why is your complexion so good today? ”

Sheng Xuan resented and lowered his eyes: "The battle is all won, and naturally I feel comfortable." ”

Su Ye glanced at him, and also felt that Sheng Xuan's mood today was visible to the naked eye, and when he saw the neat hair crown combed on the top of his head, he suddenly said: "The day before yesterday, Zhongyuan was your birthday!" Hey, I forgot! This hair crown is good, it was given to you by Joan, right? ”

"yes."

Xu Yichen suddenly said: "Miss Lu sent it?" No wonder Brother Sheng is in a good mood. ”

"Yes." Su Yeyang smiled: "I heard that she woke up, how are the injuries on her body, can you still remember me?" When the front line is done, I'll have to hurry up and meet her. ”

"Her body is no longer in the way, let's go see her together after Kun Zhai is defeated."

"Okay!"

*

When Qiong Yi got up that day, he walked awkwardly, and he couldn't go out to meet people generously, so he covered his red face and called Sheng Xuan resentful bastard in his heart.

Fortunately, someone came to the order to bring water and food, so she could only pretend to be busy with affairs and write in the tent.

Three days later, the battalion received news of the withdrawal of Xijon troops.

The monks of the five clans killed the Rong army back to the depths of the desert, and the pseudo-cultivation was almost extinct.

This was the first time Sheng Xuanyan had seen Kun Zhai's king, he only knew that it was a woman, and when he saw it, he was still shocked in his heart.

It was a very young woman, dressed in extravagant clothes, no specific age, with deep and gorgeous features, not soft, full of aggression. She stood in front of the sedan car, saluted Xie Cong with one hand, bent her knees, and in the dazzling sunlight of the desert, her purple eyes entered the light, which was more dazzling than the glass gems on her hair ornaments, ears, and body.

She glanced between the camps of the five clans, as if she was looking at people, only slightly touching Sheng Xuan's resentful gaze, and then floating on the next person.

Sheng Xuanren clenched his fists: ...... It's too much of a resemblance.

These eyes are too similar to Qiong Yi's pupil color.

It's like it makes people's hearts palpitate.

At this point, Kun Zhai was defeated.

*

When Sheng Xuanyan returned to the station, the rear was overjoyed, and they were all looking forward to returning to their hometown one day earlier, including the news of Guangyang's lineage, Lu Bin meant that the disciples of his sect should return as soon as possible.

Naturally, including his own disciple, Lu Xiyan.

Joan was not waiting for him in the tent, but was discussing with his fellow disciples about returning home, who should lead the team of the disciples who did not know how to make Edgeworth, how many horses could be allocated, how to settle down on the way, etc. When he saw her, he never rested.

Qiong Yi saw Sheng Xuanyan coming, waved his hand to the senior brothers, and greeted him with a smile, Sheng Xuanyan opened his arms, but heard the voice of a chirping person behind him: "Qiong Yi! - Do you remember who I am! ——”

"Joan, welcome back."

"Miss Lu!"

"Miss Xiyan, it's great to see you sober! ……”

Sheng Xuan was dumbfounded, and turned around with one hand around Qiong Yi's neck, as if he was announcing the master.

Qiong Yi secretly glanced at him, and called everyone in front of him with a smile: "Su Ye! Brother Yan! ”

Su Ye ran at the front, apparently wanting to hug Qiong Yi, but because Sheng Xuan was already hugging him very tightly, he could only hug both of them, pat them a few times, and then let go, leaving the people behind him to greet him.

"Good! Good! It's good to wake up! ”

"I was able to wake up thanks to Sheng Jun."

"I heard that on the night of the battle in front of the pass, the Xirong dead soldiers attacked the villages and towns in the rear, and it was Xiyan girl who guarded it alone, and now they have all made statues and have offerings!"

"Yes! Impressive! ”

"Hahaha, if you cultivate to ascend to the 'Mahayana', I'm afraid you won't be able to directly ascend to immortal."

"Oops! Really, don't kid me! Qiong also clasped her hands, couldn't stop laughing on her face, and looked up at Sheng Xuanyan: "Sheng Xuan, let's go back together." ”

Sheng Xuanyan just looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and did not answer.

*

After sending everyone away, Sheng Xuan complained to her that the Sheng monks could not return to Middle-earth immediately.

"Why? But my master has already summoned us back to Guangyang. Joan was puzzled.

Sheng Xuanren explained: "Disciples of our clan, we still need to clear all the ghost qi from the western Xinjiang to the Ershan Mountain, which is born of hatred due to the death of the war, otherwise, they will be chaotic because of this, and the earth evil will also accumulate." Here's what I have to do. ”

Qiong Yi frowned: "How long will it take?" ”

"I can see you in Guangyang at the end of the year."

"Then I'll wait for you."

He kissed her between the teeth, "Hmm." ”