Vol 2 Chapter 53:

Chu Yunshu's breathing was stagnant. His eyes looked at Chu Yunshu still without the slightest emotion, as if he could penetrate the clouds and see the root of the heavenly calamity, even in the mortal clothes, his way is still a layer. Not stained.
But Chu Yun's slender and flawless fingers were shaking.
In the days when he entered the secret realm, he had experienced this involuntary tremor countless times, but no one felt like this time he was reduced to a mortal and weak person, shaking so that his heart was shaking in disorder, and he was not affected by the slightest way. control.
Fingers trembling and touched Chu Wuqing's forehead, his eyes became colder, but his earlobes climbed up pink, he exhaled deeply, and his fingers slipped uncontrollably.
Gliding across the bridge of dreamy eyebrows and nose, staying on the attractive red lips licked by the tongue...
After Chu Wuqing returned from Gu Yu's cave, he began to meditate. It was obviously a normal daily homework, but he didn't know why, and he went into trouble.
Logically speaking, he has already built the foundation and officially entered the ranks of spiritual practice. He does not need sleep at all, but the back of his head is getting heavier and heavier, and his eyelids are even more important.
This feeling was too strange, and the sense of badness in his heart was infinitely magnified. He stretched out his hand to summon Chu You, but just as he raised his arm, he was dragged down heavily by the trap, and the whole person fell asleep to death.
A lot of magical energy appeared on the snow-colored clothes, almost forming a cocoon, wrapping him from beginning to end.
Chu Wuqing fell asleep in a daze, and felt that two stick-like things fell in his mouth and stirred. He opened his mouth and thought, "Aci, stop making trouble."
But there was no sound. He was shocked, drenched in cold sweat, and woke up.
Chu Yunshu was sitting on his bedside.
It was still the look of disdain and emptiness when facing him, but a pair of fingers stirred in his mouth.
Chu Wuqing's heart suddenly fell cold, and Chu Yun couldn't help but want to put some spell in his body so as to control himself into a walking dead, or simply become a carrier of his devilish energy?
He struggled, trying to back up, his tongue pressed his fingers forward, but he was tightly bound by a pair of arms from behind, and he couldn't break free.
"Awake?" Chu Yun said indifferently, his fingers pulled out of Chu Wuqing's mouth, and a thin silver thread was implicated, and he licked it in his own mouth, as if tasting an elegant refreshment, not in the mouth of a teenager. Secreted fluid.
"Pervert, what are you doing?" Chu Wuqing roared. Is this a special ritual of demons? Why I have never heard of it.
But the words that came out of the mouth were sad, "Sir, I..."
Chu Yun's eyes darkened slightly, and he said solemnly, "Did you drink? I just punished you to copy the "Shangshu" seven days ago and forgot the Prohibition after only a few days?"
What the is this? Chu Wuqing was confused and wanted to mobilize his body, but found that his body was soft and heavy after a hangover. Before he could think about it, his mouth spontaneously replied: "The student sneaked out. , Really shouldn't, but absolutely no alcohol!"
The young master of Cheng'en Houfu, since he has a special physique, even if he is drunk, he will not smell of alcohol. On the contrary, he has a strange fragrance.
Use incense or a sachet to get rid of it.
Mr. Chu Yunshu's eyes swept away.
Chu Wuqing's heart became tense inexplicably. Although he didn't know what was going on between him and Chu Yunshu now, a sense of crisis emerged in his heart.
When Chu Yunshu's eyes were about to sweep the falling wine flask on the ground, the whole heart was hanging to the extreme.
Finally, Chu Yunshu looked away, and did not see the jug that had fallen to the ground.
Chu Wuqing let out a long sigh of relief.
It's just that his chin was lifted before he could finish his breath.
The corners of Chu Yun's lips curled up slightly, but his eyes were secretive, "Don't admit it? Then only check it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yun Shuo held the back of Chu Wuqing's head with his left hand and kissed the flap of his lips that he could not close in the future, and his tongue pried open his teeth.
Chu Wuqing wanted to resist, and wanted to use his tongue to push the intrusive soft object out, but was caught and entangled by the other party's tongue.
A trace of warmth finally appeared in Chu Yunshu's eyes, and the whole person became popular. He supported Chu Wuqing's waist with his right hand. It was not so much a support as a pure imprisonment, so that the disciple in his arms could not escape. Half a point, can only passively accept the punishment from the husband.
"When did Wuqing be so obedient, he took the initiative to stretch out his tongue for her husband to check." Chu Yunshu licked Chu Wuqing from the tip of the tongue to the base of his tongue without letting go of his tongue.
"This is the smell of wine, I said I haven't drunk yet"
"Ouuuu, let me go," Chu Wuqing made a vague nasal sound, and his nose was reddish. This kind of kiss was too overbearing. It exhausted the air in his mouth and made his current mortal body impossible. Breathe.
"This is a punishment for the disobedient disciple," Chu Yun kissed deeper, his tongue swept over every corner of Chu Wuqing's mouth, carefully checking how much wine Chu Wuqing drank, "Mr.'s mouth. There is a lot of breath in it. You have been in school for many years, and you can’t even breathe actively?
"No, shameless!" This time Chu Wuqing really said something, a pair of misty eyes glared at Chu Yunshu, but the reddish corners of his eyes, panting, such a look almost crying... ...Just makes people want to bully him even more.
Stare so much...
"Since you have forgotten human breathing instinct?" Chu Yunshu's eyes became darker, spreading his fingers to firmly grasp Chu Wuqing's pliable and thin waist, "Then sir will teach you."
Chu Wuqing’s tongue was forcibly pulled into his mouth by Chu Yunshu, the fresh spiritual breath became extremely ambiguous, and it continued to flow into Chu Wuqing’s mouth, lungs, and lungs with the tongue that was played with. His brain is a little confused and his waist is weak.
When they were separated, this weak young master's body almost softened into a puddle of water, which could only be hung in Chu Yunshu's arms, extremely ashamed, and the corners of his lips were also implicated in Yeyan's silver wire.
When he thought that the kiss was over, Chu Yunshu suddenly turned him over, and his whole person was like a child, with his hips facing up and facing down on Chu Yunshu's legs.
Chu Wuqing has never experienced this kind of thing before, he has always been accustomed to being aloof, his shame and anger have reached the limit, his eyes are red, and his eyes are full of physical tears because of the kiss just now.
It is too shameful.
"Chu Yunshu, are you crazy? Are you still in the phantom formation?" He angrily wanted to wake up the man who had lost his soul, his body wanted to turn over, and his hands hit Chu Yunshu even more.
But his waist was held tightly by Chu Yunshu, and his hands were even bound by Chu Yunshu with a belt.
The thin ribbon of fragrant cloud yarn was smoked by a courtesan with precious spices. It was a brilliant red, which made Chu Wuqing's skin whiter. His delicate wrist wanted to break free, but he couldn't move at all.
"Why did this band appear in your room? Wuqing, you disappointed me so much. The Hou Mansion was full of praise, and your grandfather's generation was killed in battle to gain today's glory...and what are you doing? ?? Not only drinking all day long, but also looking for that nasty girl to have fun?"
"In that case, put the hairband left by this prostitute on your wrist to make you remember."
Chu Wuqing was embarrassed and angry. A slight sweat appeared on his white jade cheeks, and a sickly thin red appeared. However, his interlaced wrists were lifted up, and his hands were raised above his forehead, even upwards. Move, opening his body from the front.
Thanks to his extremely flexible body, he didn't feel the slightest pain after tossing like this.
However, immediately Chu Yunshu's voice rang sternly, "As your husband, I will be responsible to you. If you are so self-willed, I can only use punishment to make you remember. You said that I should be yours How many drops on your hips can you grow your memory?"
...
"Qing Qing."
Chu Huanzhi's voice suddenly sounded in Chu Wuqing's ears. This voice was illusory and misty, as if it came from layers of clouds across the world, but it brought back all of Chu Wuqing's mind.
Suddenly awake from the cave.
He looked blankly at the extremely familiar retreat cave, but his eyes were full of strangeness, and his heart was extremely strange, feeling that his entire life had been subverted.
What is he dreaming about? How can I dream of being with a man... or with Chu Yun...
Is it the ghost of Chu Yunshu? Chu Wuqing frowned slightly, this was absolutely impossible, not to mention that Chu Yunshu's cultivation level could not do all of this, just because Chu Yunshu hated the Chu family would not be the case.
Even to insult the Chu family.
Chu Yunshu was the most dismissive of him, how could he do such a perverted thing, and even if he did, why did it in his dream?
Could it be... When did your own cave have been laid down by someone?
Use the symbolic array to force yourself to sleep, and then dream of this strange thing again, so that your Dao heart will be broken.
Is he the kind of casual person who will panic because of dreams of this kind of thing, and his Taoist state will fall sharply? This person looked down upon himself too much.
I think so, but Chu Wuqing still feels flustered, always feel uncomfortable, and even his lips have a hot illusion of being stimulated/kissed, and even the softness in the dream is a bit on the body. . Chu Wuqing hurriedly transmitted a voice message to Gu Yulai's cave mansion to dismantle the phantom array. When Gu Yu made a detailed investigation, Su Beici also rushed over.
For the first time, Chu Wuqing did not resist Subeici's contact, but instead grabbed Subeici's waist, put his toes on, and kissed him, wanting to quickly wave the dream away from his mind.
When the girl's lips were crushed tenderly, Chu Wuqing felt his waist stiffen again.
Gu Yu's investigation of the phantom position stagnated, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, but he moved quickly so that no one noticed the pause.
When Qingqing took the initiative to offer a kiss, Su Beici was stunned. The kissing skills of the teenager in his arms were so immature and rusty. It was not so much a kiss as a chicken pecking rice.
But it's this kind of youthfulness and tenderness, but it makes Subei Ci a treasure, and his eyes are full of excitement, as if he has tasted the sweetest fruit in the world.
No... Ah Qing's lips are sweeter than fruit honey.
As soon as his waist became stiff, Chu Wuqing wanted to withdraw. The fluctuation of his mood was completely calm, but he had just separated, and Su Beici held the back of his head and deepened the kiss.
"Master," Gu Yu raised his head, and his voice sounded anxiously, as if he had found something.
Chu Wuqing quickly pushed away Subei's speech, and asked, "What happened?"
Gu Yu lowered his head and touched the futon where Chu Wuqing was meditating. No one saw it under the backlight. The corners of his lips were slightly curled up, but his words were extremely solemn, "There is something wrong here."
This was the first time he lied about what Chu Wuqing had ordered. He thought that he would never speak to Chu Wuqing in his life, but at this time he lied so fluently.
Fluent himself was a little surprised.
He betrayed his heart, betrayed his vow... But this feeling turned out to be a bit wonderful.
"No, I'm not betraying the Lord, I'm just guarding the Lord, not letting the master be defiled/contaminated by this mean woman." He murmured in his heart, "I will not violate anything the Lord orders, because Only in this way will the Lord notice me, but...as the most loyal servant of the Lord, how can I be blindly loyal to the Lord being peeped by the villain and not protect the Lord?"
"Only, except for this matter."
To make his mind clear, the corners of Gu Yu’s lips are more curved, but when he turns his head to face Chu Wuqing, there is a trace of worry on his face, as if he has only experienced a major problem, "If I am not wrong, this futon It should be handled manually by the formation master. To be precise, this futon has been made into formation eyes."
Sure enough, without guessing, Chu Wuqing said, "Then can the futon be broken by removing it?"
"No," Gu Yu shook his head, "The reason why he is a master of formation is because although this futon is a formation eye, after removal, it can trigger the next phantom formation, making the whole phantom formation seamless and eyeless. broken."
Chu Wuqing was slightly taken aback. Could there be such a powerful formation master in the small world? Also, since there can be a hanging mountain and a war boat of the Chu family, how could it not be more Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
"Don't worry about the Lord, the retreat room of Zufeng is the most spiritual place in the entire sect. If it is replaced for this point, it will not be worth the loss," Gu Yuwang looked at Chu Wuqing with a worried look, slightly heartache, under one knee. Kneeled and said, "Although this formation is difficult, the subordinates are confident that they can be removed in half a month. Don't worry, the lord, I won't be alarmed when you meditate."
Gu Yu took a very clever step back, and after he was full, he left a sentence, "Furthermore, the demolition of this formation is indeed a challenge for me. I will not stay in the Lord Shangdong Mansion all day. I need A lot of time to think about methods and make assumptions, the time to actually get started is only one hour a day."
"Okay," Chu Wuqing said, it can only be so, but I don't know why he heard his father's voice in his dream, and then he was woken up.

Chu Huanzhi meditated on the spiritual platform, and layers of blue clouds flowed under his feet.
With his eyes closed, there is no sadness or joy, no past.
If there is a powerful sword repairer present at this time, he will find that the endless mystery Dao intent is emanating from him, and he only needs to look at it for a while, and he will get infinite good fortune.
Chu Huanzhi suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The fairy clouds flowing in the hall suddenly became frozen. Ten miles of red mist in the hinterland of the Chu family turned into a river of blood, like the doomsday, the true was angry.
"Qingqing," Chu Huanzhi said seriously, almost biting his own flesh and blood, and the charm he planted in Chu Wuqing's body was actually activated.
He has always known how attractive his baby is, but he has never been put on the shelf for this reason, called protection, which is really restrained.
Instead, he gave Chu Wuqing everything, let him do whatever he wanted to do, and gave him a high altitude.
The changes in the small world come suddenly, and the unknown also means opportunity. Since Wuqing has chosen, he will not let him go because he is out of control. He will always be a bird in a cage under his own wings and fold his wings for this reason.
Chu Wuqing is the son of his Chu Huanzhi, and he has the same pride.
Respecting the choice, he planned everything for Chu Wuqing's adventure and was ready to bring resources into the secret realm, but he... actually miscalculated.
"Qingqing," Chu Huanzhi gritted his teeth tightly, his previously indifferent eyebrows turned out to be a bit ferocious, his eyes billowed with black energy, and there was no such thing as the look of the Sword Sword Immortal Sovereign admired by the cultivators, "Is my approach wrong? "
Chu Huanzhi touched the small saber around his waist. This sabre was extremely rough, and its rank was almost nonsense. Even the poorest Qi refiner would dismiss it.
But he had always regarded it as if he was wearing it as a treasure. This was the only work that Chu Wuqing had produced on a whim when he was twelve years old and wanted to learn refining tools.
When Chu Wuqing went out and missed it unbearable, Chu Huanzhi touched the body of the sword, recalling Chu Wuqing's voice and appearance, and didn't want to tie people back.
Love is restraint.
Chu Huanzhi's fingers wandered around the sword body, the expression in his eyes getting darker and darker, and the sword body suddenly broke apart with a light pinch between his fingers.
Picking up the small sword that was shattered in half, Chu Huanzhi held it in his palm and sighed, "So, then change it."
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