Chapter 77:

In the early morning of the next day, the two men hurryed in tandem and no one spoke.
Wen Jing did not hate the personality of Jun Yan's celestial cold feeling. When he was wandering around with him, he was such a clear and dusty, flying over nine days. Not only familiar, but also like it.
But I don't know what's going on, he doesn't want to talk to Jun Yan now.
He doesn't know what it is now... Is this a cold war?
In the evening, Jun Yanzhi found a clean cave to rest, and turned his back to Wenjing to take off his shirt. Wen Jing took out the big turtle that had been in the storage bag for a day, fed it to eat, breathable and ventilated. The big turtle slept for a day, and the spirit crawled in the cave.
Jun Yanzhi came together silently.
"Teacher..." The furry head rested on Wenjing's shoulder, and the two long arms hugged him behind him.
"what are you going to do?"
The shredded kiss slid along the neck to the earlobe, and kissed his hair and cheeks, seemingly emotional. Wen Jingben was a little embarrassed, and he kissed him so softly, but his mood was not so much soothing, and he slowly turned his right half face.
Jun Yanzhi immediately contained his lips after himself.
The two adjusted their postures and hugged each other tightly, some out of control.
Wen Jing only felt that his cheeks were hot and his mind was getting darker and dizzy. He was a little confused and gently pulled the belt of Jun Yan, his fingers slowly sliding down his smooth waist, his heart pounding: "Sister..."
Suddenly, Jun Yanzhi grabbed his hand, and some of them dared not look at his eyes and gently pushed him away: "Teacher, it is not early, you should rest first."
Wen Jing instantly exploded!
He stared coldly at the head of the monarch, and his lips became more and more tight: "Brothers... I am even better temper, and I can't let you play once and for all. Next time, you... at your own risk."
The book of Jun Yan was bowing his head. He heard the words of Wen Jing and immediately looked up and looked at him quite interestingly: "What do you say?"
The consequences are at your own risk?
Wen Jing was looked at by him so condescendingly, suddenly there was a dim sum, and he slammed his fist: "I am also a man, you dare to... then dare to do so, you are at your own risk."
Even if he is disfigured, this kind of thing can't be tolerated!
The long arm of Jun Yan stretched him into his arms, and he could not help but open his clothes. His right hand smashed the yellow dragon and slid into his pants to grasp and touch. His tone was as calm as usual: "Teacher, you have some nature." Shy, not suitable for that kind of thing, eh? The consequences are at your own risk? When did you learn to say this?"
The sound is getting lower and lower, and the warm breath is spit in Wenjing's ear with unbearable words, making him instantly redden.
This dress is a beast, he deliberately...
The voice of Jun Yanzhi is not half-hearted. Desire, even the clothes are neat and tidy. Wen Jing has never heard such a direct statement from him. He is hot and hot, and he is struggling to break away. "Jun Yanzhi, you are waiting." !"
While squatting, he jumped on one foot and hurriedly pulled up his trousers.
Jun Yanzhi bit his lip. When Wen Jing listened to the words docilely, he was pity and love. Nowadays, the appearance of wanting to resist is more touching, and the blood of his body is boiling. Some inexplicable expectations.
He smiled and said: "I am waiting."
Wen Jing picked up the big turtle, which was not known in the corner, and the wind came out of the cave.
The two officially entered the Cold War period.
The cold war is only emotional, but the discussion cannot be delayed.
Jun Yanzhi whispered: "I have already been driving for a day, tired, not tired, do you want to rest for a while?"
"...not tired." Wen Jing is somewhat dejected. After a while, I will ask for a cold, how can I have a cold atmosphere? It is too insincere.
He turned and asked: "Brother, have you met other brothers in recent years?"
Jun Yan’s revealing a hint of color:
...have seen it a few times.

"That's good. You lived with them since childhood, and you must miss them very much. The brothers have deep feelings with you and will not be embarrassed."
Jun Yanzhi licked his lips.
Wen Jing looked at him and only thought that Jun Yan was a bit weird. He asked: "Brother, why don't you talk? Has there been anything happened in the past few years?"
Jun Yan's bow is not snoring.
Wen Jing asked for a long time, Jun Yanzhi closed his mouth like a river, could not put out a word, and then comforted: "No matter what happened, it is a thing of the past, don't think again."

The eyelashes of Jun Yan moved and gently slammed him: "In short, now I am going back for you..."
Wen Jing's eyelid jumped: "Hui Shifeng is also your home." Don't say this stupid!
The two men rushed for three days on the road and finally reached the boundary of the Xiangyang Mountain Range.
Wen Jing looked at the endless mountains, the chest was stirred and tumbling, and there seemed to be an infinite nostalgia. "This time I came back, I hope I don't have to go any more."
The look of Jun Yanzhi is complicated and there is no speech.
"I haven't heard from Master yet?"
"No." Jun Yanzhi thought thoughtfully and whispered to himself, "If you go back now, you are afraid that you are in the middle of the person. If the person's purpose is "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Jian", he will definitely be Master and others. The life is coming to marry me."
Wen Jing was a little uneasy: "The man once framed Master and wanted you to misunderstand the Master as an enemy of the genocide, that is, hate with him. Do you say that something has already happened?"
"If Master has already had an accident, he should find ways to lead me out."
Wen Jing said again: "What we are afraid of is the sacred tower in the hands of the priest. Is there any way to steal the tower?"
Jun Yan looked at him and licked his lips: "In recent years, Xi Fang has been extremely strict against the Xian Xian Tower. I have tried it many times and every time I have failed."
"What do you steal from the tower..." Wen Jing said halfway and bowed his mouth. I have been trapped in the tower of Zhu Xian in recent years. I must have been in a hurry. I have been going to steal the tower several times before, and it is really pitiful to think about it.
Jun Yan nodded: "The person I fear is indeed only a person. But he does not leave the tower now, can not subdue him."
Wen Jing sighed: "Compared to Zhao Ningtian, Shao Jun, and Lu Changqing, Xi Fang has always taken care of Hui Shifeng and Master. He saved your life in the same year... Doesn't that mean that the man has hatred with Master? Otherwise why is it that the Master is framed? Let you almost kill him?"
"I can't figure out what kind of hatred this man can have with Master."
Wen Jing thoughtfully said: "Senior brother, I feel strange when there is something, but I have been eager to find you recently, so I have not thought about it. Have you heard that the Sisters have left the sword for several days every year? Worship the family?"
"heard about it."
"Oh?"
Jun Yan said: "When I heard about this, I also felt weird and secretly followed him once. He was alone, did not go with his entourage, and indeed entered the tomb of the family, after three days. Come out, nothing strange..."
Having said that, he frowned again: "Three days..."
Wen Jingdao: "Which ancestors worship, need to worship for three days? Is there only one day for the family's ritual activities?"
Jun Yanzhi stepped and meditated for a long while, suddenly pulling Wen Jing's hand: "Go! Go and see."
"Well? Privately enter the cemetery? Isn't there a battle and enchantment?"
The Xijia cemetery is a hundred miles east of the Xiangyang Mountain Range and can be reached in less than half a day. This place is called Zhulian Mountain. On the left side of a large mountain, it looks like a human face. On the right side, there is a water curtain in the mountains, and a pearl in the middle connects the two mountains. The Lingshan Xiushui is really a rare treasure. So this place was seen by the family thousands of years ago, set up the enchantment, for generations to bury the ancestors.
The green mountains and green waters of the Zhulian Mountains are beautiful, and there is no smoldering spirit.
Jun Yanzhi and Wen Jing stood at the foot of the mountain and pointed to a hall in the mountain: "There is a law around the main hall. You and I can't go in. The mausoleums that have been here for thousands of years are built on this mountain. Only Jindan monks The cemetery will be specially built on the top, and the rest is just a coffin and a stone monument."
"This mountain has an enchantment. How do you get in?"
Jun Yan's faint smile, take a box out of the storage bag and open it. Suddenly, dozens of small black spots flew in the air and quickly rushed forward. Only one swaying in the air seemed to be unable to find the north.
Wen Jing quickly caught the slow black spot in his hand: "Is this not the mosquito that saved me that year?"
The mosquitoes are struggling with fear, and it seems that they have not recognized Wenjing, and they do not know why they have been caught.
"This is the one that put you out of enchantment that year."
Wen Jing can't help but feel: "You have so many mosquitoes."
"In those days, they took my blood and went to give people a drink." Jun Yan’s faint look at Xuan Tian Mosquito, "These little things are cautious and rarely make mistakes. So, Mo Shaoyan, He After Ling and Master’s accident, I never understood what went wrong.

Wen Jing immediately closed his mouth. Speaking and talking about the sad thing, it is really thunder everywhere, just step on it and you can blow up the broken bones.
After a long time, the enchantment was finally pierced by a big hole, barely letting people get into it.
Jun Yanzhi took Wen Jing and stepped into the Pearl Mountain: "Let's look at it separately?"
"Well, I am going to the back hill."
This day and the sun, the clouds are cloudless, the green of the mountains and the wild is blown by the mountain wind, stirring like the waves of the sea, the green waves are like anger, and the heart is wide.
The bird fell on the tombstone covered with moss and grass, shaking the feathers, and licking a white flower born between the cracks of the stone tablet. Some stone tablets have been old for a long time, but they are already incomplete, but they are not terrifying. They directly call for a faint sorrow in life, and there is a feeling that the dead have passed away.
It seems that those tombstones are not left alone, but they are dusty, earthy, and finally peaceful and intimate with nature.
Wen Jing slowly flew in the mountains, silently reading the words on the stone tablet.
"Xi Rong, Xi Pu, Xi Shaotian... Nothing strange..."
Not far from there is a built cemetery, surrounded by trees, it seems to be very new, but decades of history. Wen Jing looked at the inscription on the doorway of the cemetery, and glimpsed in the heart and quickly flew forward.
"The forty-eighth generation descendants, the sixth generation of the Qing Emperor Jianzong, the tomb of the sixth generation."
Put your own graveyard!
Wen Jing summoned Jun Yan with the technique of sound: "I actually found the cemetery where I put it. Bring the mosquitoes!"
There are no people buried in the cemetery. Usually, there is no way to set up a law. Only one layer of enchantment is set to block people from entering. Wen Jing carefully stepped forward and suddenly, a raging aura turned into a blade and stabbed him!
There is actually a set of methods here!
Wen Jing was shocked and hurriedly took out a heart-wrenching sword, and the red light flowed. Several dozens of spirits suddenly appeared like a fire, and they made a sound of "噗" and "噗", which was broken by the sword and fell on Above the ground.
A sharp blade also stabbed Chinese jing, flowing out of blood.
Jun Yanzhi floated behind him: "The seats are set aside."
Wen Jing single-handedly put the edge of the sword on the shoulder, frowning: "Brother, will you crack?"
"It's not difficult to crack. It's just that I'm afraid to be seen by the seats. It's better to go in like this." Jun Yanzhi looked at Wen Jing, whispered, "Come and hold me."
Wen Jing: "........." hold your mother's fart.
Dozens of mosquitoes flew over the enchantment like a small black cloud, flying around in a hurry. In a short while, the enchantment broke a hole. According to the instructions of Jun Yanzhi, two people who can closely follow each other can enter.
Jun Yanzhi: "Come and hold me."
Wen Jing looked at him with anger.
Now is the crucial moment to compete with him. He let himself go and he will pass by. Isn't that going to be eaten by him in the future? He also learned how to look like Jun Yan: "You come to hold me."
"........."
The two officially fell into a deadlock.
For a time, I only heard the sound of the birds singing, the rustling of the wind blowing the leaves.
Wen Jingben does not care who is on, who is down, but this person has repeatedly ran after the fire, so that people can not bear it, must teach him to let him know the rules.
Jun Yan's soft voice: "You come to me first, when I come out, I will hold you again."
Wen Jing Xin Dao is here to do business, and the time has not been delayed. Is it necessary to have a whole day for the face problem? Moreover, this sentence of Jun Yan is also reasonable and reasonable, and he nodded and agreed to say: "Speak and count."
He stepped forward and clung to the waist of Jun Yan, and shouted: "When you come out, you have to hold me like this."
Jun Yanzhi nodded and smiled: "If necessary, I naturally will not renege."
A group of aura suddenly surrounded Wenjing's body.
The cultivation of Jun Yanzhi is indeed not as imaginable as Wen Jing. He rushed into the cemetery with the rush of Jun Yan, only to hear the violent knocking sounds around him, but he was blocked by this group of spirits and could not penetrate.
Finally, the aura gradually dispersed, and an elegant courtyard fell into the sight of the two.
Wen Jing stared at the scene in the courtyard, his body was straight and straight, a feeling of horror and horror spread all over the body, dumb and scorpion said: "How can this be? This is clearly, clearly..."
Jun Yan's slight glimpse, his face was suddenly gloomy.
It is undoubtedly the person behind the scenes!
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