little spicy jiao

Chapter 129

The mist-filled lake water is steaming.

The air is filled with the unique fragrance of albizia julibrissin, which is attractive and sweet.

At some point, the large pink flowers on the shore disappeared in the blink of an eye, but the crystal-clear lake water was suddenly stained with a few drops of flower juice from crushed flowers.

In the quiet little world, only the lingering sound of lingling water from the lake, the intertwined and trembling shadows on the lake surface have not been separated for a long time, and occasionally there are one or two cries and whispers, followed by It was replaced by a sob stuck in his throat.

The long practice seemed endless, and every time after the crying stopped for a while, the thought-provoking sound came again.

The slightly trembling demon pill in the young man's dantian has long been surrounded by endless icy energy, and there is no room for it. The chaotic and fragile sea of ​​consciousness has also been broken into by another powerful and unparalleled consciousness, pulling the long-awaited body and mind. The lost and confused boy completes the fusion and entanglement of spiritual power step by step, and the cycle goes back and forth, endlessly.

Mo Jiaojiao was soaked in the water at the moment, only a few petals of Albizia julibrissin flowers stuck behind his ears, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were weak and slightly closed, his cheeks were flushed leaning against the man, his arms softly wrapped around the man's neck .

The whole person floated up and down in the lake with the surging water, and the red and swollen lips opened and closed uncontrollably, and bit them hard with shame, and then they were pried open by the thin lips that came over, gently comforting.

This practice lasted from the hazy night to the dawn of the sky, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was full of sunset and stars rising.

Until the early morning of the fifth day, an ink-colored paper crane flew out from the top of the mountain leisurely, and went to the Yinshen Valley to find the long-awaited Shen Siyuan.

And on the soft grass by the lake, the black figure sat cross-legged, his lowered eyes quietly watching the sleeping boy curled up in his arms, his cool palms pressed against his thin and warm back, gently patted.

Occasionally, the boy in his arms seemed to be restless in his sleep, frowned slightly, sobbed and buried himself deeper into his generous embrace, murmured a few words fragilely, and was soothed by the safe and powerful breath Uneasy, fell asleep again.

When the man was completely asleep, the man took the bright white ointment, gently rolled up the black sleeves that were too long for a young man, patiently smeared the thin white arms covered with marks, and finally changed to other places , repeat the previous action.

In the past five days, this process of applying medicine has been repeated no less than twenty times. Mo Jiaojiao's skin is delicate, and it will leave marks if it is easily kneaded. If the medicine is not applied in time, within an hour, the thin red all over the body will turn. It is bruised and purple, and it looks really pitiful.

It was evening when Mo Jiaojiao, who was full of sleep, woke up completely.And the place where the two stayed was no longer that quiet and ethereal little world, but a beautifully decorated room.

Bie Hejian had already followed Shen Siyuan away from Yinshen Valley, and at the moment he was standing by the bed watching Mo Jiaojiao slowly eating, hesitating to speak.

At this moment, the young man was not wearing the red dress he was used to wearing, but another dark undershirt that was too wide. The sleeves that were too long were rolled up one by one, revealing some faint red marks. arm.

Holding the spoon, Mo Jiaojiao lowered his head and slowly scooped up the hot porridge, then stuffed it into his mouth to swallow.

The way he eats is really childish, he always likes to puff his cheeks, his big black eyes are beautiful, and he glances up at the door from time to time.

If one ignores the thin red at the end of the young man's eyes and the unignorable color between his eyebrows, Bie Hejian would really think that the young man just slept for a long time.

The spirit sword beside him kept looking at him furtively, so Mo Jiaojiao couldn't help feeling it. After a while, he put down the empty porridge bowl, picked up the tonic soup and started drinking, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Why is Bie He peeking at Jiao Jiao? Are you doing something bad again?"

"No." Bie Hejian quickly denied, cleared his throat, and asked tentatively, "Is Jiao Jiao feeling well? Is there any discomfort? For example, a little bit of pain?"

"It hurts so much?" Mo Jiaojiao tilted his head in doubt, thought for a while, bent his eyes and smiled softly: "It doesn't hurt, Jiujiu has given Jiaojiao Du Zhenyuan and applied medicine, Jiaojiao is tired I also took pills and slept during the day, but it hurt a little at first, and then it didn’t hurt afterward.”

"Cough cough cough... that's good." Bie Hejian obviously couldn't accept it, and asked firmly: "Then do you still feel tired now? I heard from Shen Siyuan that the exercises of your dual cultivation are relatively rare. It's too long, and it requires a lot of physical strength, you can't carry it with your shoulders or hands at ordinary times, if you are too tired, go to sleep later."

"I'm very tired." Mo Jiaojiao nodded aggrievedly, then yawned without energy, drank a sip of tonic soup, and said melancholy: "Jiaojiao wants to eat hot and sour bamboo shoots. Today's food is so bland. Although it is very fragrant, Jiao Jiao likes spicy food."

"I'm afraid it won't be spicy." Bie Hejian said seriously, "You are a monster, and your physique is indeed different from ordinary people, but you should pay attention to what you should pay attention to. Wait a few days."

"Why should you pay attention? Jiao Jiao can't give birth to babies." Mo Jiaojiao said surprisingly, and said clearly, "Xiao Yang said that after the double cultivation, women should eat light food, because girls have to give birth to babies, but Jiao Jiao If it’s a boy, it won’t give birth to chili babies, so there’s no need to eat bland ones. But if Jiujiu insists on ordering light ones, I can’t say Jiujiu.”

"...Of course you must listen to the sword master." Bie Hejian stared at Mo Jiaojiao and finished drinking the tonic soup, and then released the sword energy to lift the small table on the couch, moved it aside, and urged: "Go to sleep when you are tired." .”

"I don't sleep. I have slept for a long time these two days." Mo Jiaojiao sat cross-legged obediently with the quilt in his arms, took out his drawing book again, and lazily flipped through it with his chin resting on his face.

After reading only one page, he put away the drawing book again, and said with a frown, "Jiao Jiao will no longer want any erotic pictures of Xiao Yang. When Jiujiu and Jiao Jiao were both cultivating, I accidentally forgot what Xiao Yang said. Jiujiu knew about the picture book, and then Jiaojiao was miserable..."

Seeing that the young man was so wronged that he was about to cry, Bie Hejian hurriedly said: "It's all over, don't think about it, Sword Master's heart demon tribulation has been successfully passed, and I won't torment you like this in the future."

"But in the end, Jiujiu woke up and refused to listen to Jiaojiao. It was useless to cry Jiaojiao. Xiao Yang clearly said that when Lian Yunshan cried, he would feel distressed and quit, but when Jiaojiao cried, Jiujiu It's even worse. Don't trust the lamb in the future." At the end of Mo Jiaojiao's speech, he angrily grabbed the duck pillow and smashed it out of bed several times, his face flushed.

Bie Hejian couldn't help laughing, and said: "Who told you not to believe me, I told you to be Sword Master's apprentice before, but you insisted, and now it's too late."

"But Jiaojiao wants to be a Taoist couple with Jiujiu. When I return to Yinshen Valley, I will tell the owner of the valley." Mo Jiaojiao smiled sweetly as she spoke, and after thinking about it, she picked up the Tingfeng shell on the bedside , coquettishly said: "Where did Jiujiu go? Come quickly."

Seeing this, Bie Hejian sighed, and said helplessly: "It's only been half an hour since we separated, and we started to call people back. I know why Tun Chujian followed Shen Siyuan as soon as he came back. If this continues, I will turn my back on the dark .Is it easy to make a spirit sword? Originally, Tunchu and I didn't understand these things at all, but we can't understand them."

"I don't understand." Mo Jiaojiao took out the chessboard from the storage bracelet, and said excitedly, "Don't come to play chess, just play until... Jiujiu comes back."

"Should we win or lose?" Bie Hejian asked, and added: "Let me first say that we as spirit swords have no personal possessions, so we can only promise each other with our bodies."

"If you lose, don't sneak to help me order hot and sour bamboo shoots. If you win, you can ask Jiao Jiao to do something." Mo Jiaojiao was still thinking about food.

"Anything is fine?" Bie Hejian thief laughed, "Then don't cry when you lose."

"No." The boy shook his head affirmatively, squeezed the sunspot and began to play.

An hour later, Mo Jiaojiao held the bamboo shoots in his chopsticks, and looked at Bie Hejian with aggrieved expression while eating.

Bie Hejian was in high spirits at the moment, knocked on the edge of the bed with the hilt of his sword, and urged: "Hurry up, once you win, I win once. Now that the bamboo shoots have been eaten, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

"But your request is too much." Mo Jiaojiao replied with a bitter face, wondering: "If Jiujiu knew that Jiao Jiao was flirting with others, he would definitely hit me."

"No, it's too late for him to baby you now." Bie Hejian said leisurely, "The most important thing in making chili peppers is honesty. This is what you said when you were young, you can't grow and become crooked."

"Alright then." Mo Jiaojiao put down his chopsticks, dragged the clothes on the inside of the bed, and began to change. Seeing that Bie Hejian had helped put down the bed curtain, he hesitated while changing: "What kind of person do you want to be with? To strike up a conversation, is it considered a pass?"

"Let me think about it." Bie Hejian murmured: "It must be a man, youthful in appearance, and handsome in appearance, otherwise it will not be able to highlight the fact that you strike up a conversation just for the sake of beauty."

"Okay." Mo Jiaojiao thought for a while and thought it made sense, so he nodded obediently, put on his underwear and trousers, picked up his outer jacket and put it on, and said, "Jiaojiao just say: You look so good-looking, and you're good-looking." Is it okay?"

"No, you have to show that you intend to make friends with him." Bie Hejian smiled wickedly, and said, "However, you'd better pretend to be a bully, otherwise people will think you are sincere, and that will be troublesome .”

"Is there any fun in this game?" Mo Jiaojiao really didn't understand the meaning of Bie Hejian's punishment, so he had to tie his belt seriously, put on the jade pendant, lift the bed curtain and put on his shoes.

"Actually...you don't know something." Bie Hejian sighed and said:

"A few days ago, I lost a bet with Shen Siyuan. His request was to make Chongrong Jianzun jealous, but you also know that a person like Jianzun is rational and decisive, with clear grievances and grievances. How can he be easy to eat? I thought about it. I haven't figured out why for a few days, and you just reminded me."

"Jiujiu won't be jealous, Jiujiu will beat my ass." Mo Jiaojiao wiped his reddened eye sockets with a mournful face, took a comb and combed his slightly curly long hair, pinned it behind his ears, and bulged Courageously said: "Let's go, Jiao Jiao is going to cause trouble. Let me see who is unlucky...beauty, yes, she was accosted by Jiao Jiao."

"Hey, hey, your hair hasn't been tied yet." Bie Hejian shouted after him.

"It's too long, I can't tie it. Wait for Jiujiu to come back to tie it." Mo Jiaojiao reluctantly walked out of the room, standing on the second floor of the inn with a probe and looking down.

However, the unparalleled youth in red was standing leaning on the railing with curly hair like black ink. As soon as he appeared, he was noticed by the monks who were eating downstairs.

For a moment, all the people present were staring at the longevity lock and Tingfeng shell on the young man's neck. Their fiery eyes moved to the very conspicuous Chaotian pepper jade pendant on his waist. Finally, the red clothes, black hair, and unparalleled appearance are the three extremely symbolic Sexual characteristics...

The storyteller, who was still eloquent just now, opened a portrait with trembling hands, looked back and forth between the person in the painting and the boy upstairs, subconsciously suppressed his excitement and said:

"You can't be wrong...it's...that's him..."

The noisy lobby instantly became silent. Looking around, almost everyone downstairs was holding an identical portrait. Among them was a young man with black hair and red clothes, with an elegant figure, and the six characters in the letter: Mo Jiaojiao, the son of God.