Yuan Zhi went straight up against the wind, cut a stone with a sword from the side of the mountain, and polished it with sword energy.

After a while, there was a stone table and two stone benches under the tree.

Lin Zhi knew that there must not even be two futons in the Yuanzhi Cave Mansion.

Speaking of which, he and Yuan Zhi's family backgrounds are very thin, but some people are very rich.

Lin Zhi thought of the splendid and exquisite cave mansion, and inadvertently glanced in that direction.

01, who accidentally captured the host's voice, thought for two seconds and stood firmly on the host's side, how can you say too much with the money of the eldest husband to support the younger husband, are these two people alone, you just say yes!

Since it is, then what's wrong with the host being good to his own family, isn't this the wool coming out of the sheep, and then knitting a woolen sweater and wearing it back, it's not bad.

Drinking wine alone was tasteless, and Lin Zhi also took out two plates of spiritual food from the storage bag and put them on the table.

These raw materials were all made by the spirit plants of Yaofeng, and Lin Zhituo was made by a disciple who was more talented in cooking on Yunwu Mountain, and as a thank you, he instructed the other party on the use of spiritual energy.

Yuan Zhi looked at the senior brother in front of him, drinking sweet wine, and felt more and more as if he was wrapped in a light and soft cloud.

Lin Zhi propped his cheeks and looked at Yuan Zhi's face full of redness.

Yuan Zhi's eyebrows are thick and dark, his eyes are like obsidian, the bridge of his nose is high, his lips are not thick or thin, he is extremely sharp and heroic, but because he is only an adult, his facial features still have some traces of youth and immaturity, softening his innate oppression, like a young wolf king who already has fangs and claws.

When he is slightly confused because of his drunkenness, the claws that hurt people are also tucked into the thick meat pad, and he looks like a cute canine.

"Senior brother, why are you shaking?"

Yuan Zhi was a little puzzled, and reached out and grabbed Lin Zhi's sleeve, as if to help him maintain his balance.

"Senior brother, you are drunk, fortunately it is in front of your cave, I will help you to rest."

With some amusement of helplessness on his face, Lin Zhi got up and stood beside Yuan Zhi, and handed his hand in front of him for him to borrow.

Lin Weaving naturally had intentions, most of the spiritual wine in the Xiuzhen Domain would not be intoxicating, and it would not have any effect except for the faint spiritual power and the taste of the tip of the tongue.

There are naturally intoxicating wines, but it takes a long time and superb winemaking skills, which can be regarded as rare, but Lin Weaving doesn't need to be so troublesome, he has a wood spirit root, and he also understands that distillation and extraction are not difficult to brew drunk wine.

Today's episode was naturally something he had planned before Yuan Zhi went to the Canghai Realm, and now he could use it even more.

Because of his contact with a drunken junior brother, he caused a resurgence of love poison, so he had to ask his uncle for help again, which is also a natural thing, isn't it?

On the stone bench, Yuan Zhi's thoughts became more and more sluggish.

He looked at the white slender hand that suddenly appeared in front of him, and reached out to hold it.

Lin Zhi was about to help him up, but unexpectedly, the sky was spinning, and he was suddenly pressed on the stone table.

Fortunately, he had already taken back the plate he had eaten, but before he could put it in, the flask rolled to the edge of the stone table with the shaking.

"Senior brother, really don't shake it anymore, I'm a little dizzy."

Yuan Zhi muttered, his breath fell on Lin Zhi's cheeks, and his eyes were blank.

The young man was tall, and although Infernal Mountain was cold, his body temperature was extremely hot.

Lin Zhi was shrouded in his shadow, raised his hand and touched his hot cheeks, and his tone was a little indulgent and gentle: "Yuan Zhi, you are drunk." ”

Yuan Zhi felt comfortable in the slightly lower palm on his face, raised his hand to cover the back of Lin Zhi's hand, and rubbed his cheek a few more times.

"Senior brother, can I kiss it, just like before."

Yuan Zhi asked if he wanted to, if the senior brother still shook his head, it would be fine, he would ask next time.

If you don't ask, how do you know when the senior brother will agree.

The young man who was offended by the junior brother seemed to be thinking about it, and he didn't nod or shake his head, but just said, "Senior brother, you should rest......"

But before the words were finished, they stopped at the lips.

Yuan Zhi lightly bit Lin Weaving's collarbone, and the canine teeth grinded through the white and thin epidermis, from the bottom up, kissing the neck, leaving traces one by one.

The young man approached with undisciplined eagerness, and took the soft lips of his senior brother in his mouth.

At the edge of the stone table, the jug finally fell to the ground, and the drinker had apparently tasted the sweetness that made him even more dizzy, so much so that it was no longer qualified to be a foil.

Lin Zhi was moved by the kiss, and naturally felt the heat of the abdominal traces.

Sure enough, this troublesome love poison will attack immediately as long as he has an idea or when someone else's aura collides with his body.

Unconsciously, his clothes were still a little scattered, Lin Zhi was completely hugged on the table, and in the snow that suddenly fell from the Infernal Mountain, he saw Jian Zun's sick and handsome eyebrows.

Sword Venerable is in charge of Infernal Mountain, and nothing that happens in this realm can escape his divine sense.

At this moment, he couldn't help but show up after all.

Lin Zhi hid the smile in his eyes, he thought he was going to go in person.

Lin Zhi sat up with his hands propped up, pretending to be a little panicked and embarrassed on his face.

After all, he was messing with his own disciple in front of his uncle, not to mention that he knew he was under a spell.

"Come with me."

Ting Yan looked at the young man's abnormally red face turned pale because of his arrival, and he didn't reprimand, but his eyes that had always been peaceful were like a cold pool, and he didn't see the waves.

The drunk Yuan Zhi had lost consciousness, Lin Zhi knew that this was Ting Yan's handiwork, he asked Yuan Zhi to lie down on the table, and hurriedly followed Ting Yan away with his clothes, and did not forget to turn around and use the wood aura to cover Yuan Zhi's body with a layer of enchantment to isolate the falling snow.

For a while, the wind on the mountain peak howled to a sharp sound, and the snow fluttered and fell, making the temperature a little lower.

As soon as you step into the cave of Tingyan, the cold outside is isolated.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple knows his mistake."

Lin Zhi bowed his head and admitted his mistake, according to the disciple's etiquette, if he admitted his mistake, I am afraid he would have to kneel, but Lin Zhi was not so fully devoted, he just knelt on the bed, and it was not necessary at other times.

Ting Yan turned around, looked at the young man who didn't even tremble unconsciously, looked at his pale pink earlobes, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Go to the jade bed."

Ting Yan used his aura to set up a formation, and the stinging pain in the inner mansion made him can't help but cover his lips and cough lightly twice.

The young man seemed to be awakened by his coughing and walked to the bedside.

Ting Yan reminded: "Clothes." ”

"I've found a way to unravel the spell, so I don't need to worry about it, it's just a cumbersome process that needs to be cleared from time to time."

Ting Yan didn't mention what he saw, nor did he say why the spell started again, but just said the solution calmly and coldly.

Lin Weaving's mind was quite sober, and he was a little surprised.

Found a way to get rid of the poison of love? But didn't Liu Shaqing say that this spell could not be solved, unless it was reborn and reborn?

But it's also a good thing that he can be relieved, as his cultivation gets higher and higher, I'm afraid that there will be frequent attacks of love poison without external stimulation, so it's good to get rid of the disaster as soon as possible.

He wasn't worried about how to get rid of the love poison before them, it was just a spice to his plan, and it wasn't the main means.

So he said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

This thank you is not mixed with water, it can be described as sincere, and it is more sincere than the emotions performed.

Ting Yan was silent when he saw that he was happy.

Lin Zhi undressed and lay on the warm jade bed, the red moon on his abdomen was crimson, and the curved crescent moon rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

Ting Yan's palm pressed on the top, injecting spiritual power, urging the pale pink aura born from the spell to fill, and then extracting it.

The young man's skin is soft and elastic, like high-quality rice paper, and under the urging of the aura, the red marks under the neck become more and more obvious.

Chapter 264: The Shared Love Tribulation of Master and Apprentice

Ting Yan's hand unconsciously strained a little, and the force of the downward pressure made Lin Zhi snort lowly.

Ting Yan suddenly retracted his strength, looking at the beautiful skin that was dyed with hot flashes under the injection of spiritual power, and reminded himself to concentrate.

Lin Weaving's consciousness was dragged into the whirlpool, and the flames that burned people were mixed with cold ice like needles, making people fall on the one hand, and forcing people to wake up on the other.

Thin beads of sweat spread across his forehead, and he kept a shred of reason in the ups and downs, lest he say something he shouldn't say.

Ting Yan stood beside the bed and watched the young man approach unconsciously.

Only when he loses his mind, Lin Zhi will make such an indulgent behavior, and when he is sober, the young man is respectful and polite, and there will be no half a point of exceedance.

Ting Yan knew his suffering, so he didn't push him away.

Like a compassionate saint, he let the vines grow around him as a pillar, watching him bloom into beautiful flowers.

"Uncle Shi...... It hurts...... Why...... The disciple is useless...... But it hurts......"

Lin Weaving's voice was chaotic and staccato, with a tremor that bordered on sobbing.

"It's cold...... But it's so hot......"

"Uncle Shi...... Why do you make me so uncomfortable......"

Lin Weaving's voice was almost murmuring, these painful words were not interrogation, but fragile and fragile confusion, and the softness of confiding in the people closest and most trusted.

Ting Yan pursed his lips slightly, but he couldn't think of any good way to relieve Lin Weaving's pain, after all, this is just a junior who has just started, he has not been too far from becoming a mortal cultivator, why did he suffer this kind of calamity.

He had pity in his heart, but this pity suddenly changed subtly when Lin Zhi approached.

The young man's eyes were misty, but he looked at him persistently.

"Uncle Shi, I don't want to hurt anymore."

The young man pressed his lips to plead, wet colors streaming from his eyes and exhaling softly from his lips and teeth.

It seems to be a kiss but not a kiss, and the desire to talk is still resting.

Ting Yan thought that this spell seemed to have a deep impact on Lin Weaving, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the charm of the young man's body that seemed to be revealed from the bone marrow.

Ting Yan reminded: "Your heart is in turmoil, close your eyes, hold Yuan Shouyi, and stick to the spiritual platform." ”

In fact, it is somewhat unkind to say this, the young man has not been building the foundation for a long time, and the thunder tribulation during the foundation building period is not a drizzle, how can he temper his will, not to mention that he has not yet cultivated to the golden pill, and he needs to knock on the door of his heart to breed demons.

Ting Yan sighed lightly in his heart, and there was no harsh criticism in his demeanor, but he forgot that Lin Zhi was also a person who had walked through the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to ascend the immortal ladder, how could he be so easily eroded.

"Uncle Shi, help me."

Lin Zhi grabbed Ting Yan's shirt tightly, and his mind was dazed.

Ting Yan couldn't tell for a while, Lin Zhi was begging him for help, whether to help him restrain or help him indulge.