When Yang Wu was still in the mountain village, he felt that the time of the four seasons of the year was normal.
However, in the Changtian Sect, she clearly felt the length of the summer.
When she first arrived, it was the height of summer, and after living here for more than four months, the genius had a slight coolness, and the grass and trees still had not withered.
She asked Chong Xin, and Chong Xin said: "It's a long summer here, about five months.
Autumn is very short, and the cool breeze is coming, and winter is about to begin.
He looked at her and asked, "But there is something missing in winter clothes, ask Xu Shou to accompany you to the service department." ” After a pause, he suddenly said, "If you want to add clothes, go to the Flying Line Pavilion." ” Yang Wuzheng used a tooth to comb through his talented hair, and he didn't care when he heard it, so he only responded with a "yes".
Chong Xin leaned on a few points, his gaze moved up from the book in his hand, and he watched the tooth comb pinched between his slender fingers, appearing and disappearing in the long black hair like a waterfall.
"Much whiter," he said suddenly.
"Wow" Yang Wu turned back inexplicably.
Chong Xin was actually laughing.
This young man who was cold-faced and cold-mouthed all day long turned out to be able to laugh Yang Wumiao's eyes blinked slightly.
"It's much whiter than when I first came," Chong Xin smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I still remember when you first arrived, the black didn't slip away" "I was disgusted by Daojun, and immediately gave me Bigu Dan to let me fast, and gave me Bingmei Jinlu Dan to let me expel turbidity.
Well, I want to think about it" Yang Wu gently touched his chin with a toothcomb, and pretended to be a memory.
"Oh, it's two pills a day, three days in a row," she leaned at him.
Chong Xin didn't look over, looked at the tent, and said, "It's good for your body."
Yang Wu teased and smiled, and continued to run his hair.
Chong Xin turned his head to look at the finger holding the toothcomb.
That little hand is often naughty, secretly pulling his clothes open, rubbing his chin, and dancing on his chest with his fingertips as if living in this spiritual energy refining peak, eating the nourishing pill as a snack every day, raising it for a few months, the skin has been very fair, and the hand has been white beyond the ivory comb grate.
Chong Xin's heart fluttered for the slender fingertips, and he reached out and pinched her comb grate.
"I'll come."
He said in a low voice.
Yang Wu likes to lead Chongxin to speak.
He didn't say much, not like a young man should be.
She didn't think it was good.
She also liked his voice, of course.
I don't know if it's to match his usual image of a cold Daojun, he deliberately lowered his voice.
His voice is low, but penetrating.
It sounds very majestic and oppressive.
But it's also low and magnetic, making people want to listen to it again and again.
She let go of the grate and let him run her hair.
From root to tip, his strength is well controlled, and he doesn't hurt her when he encounters knots.
Very comfortable.
After a while, the grate left the ends of the hair, and there was no movement.
Yang Wu could feel the gaze staring at her behind him, as if with temperature.
She lowered her eyes.
After a few moments, the back of the finger touched the pinna of her ear, then slid down the earlobe to the base of the ear.
The smooth skin of the neck slowly slid into the collar.
The thin coat was slowly peeled off.
The man's warm lips and smooth chin gently grinded against her neck.
His breath was in her ear, itching.
She turned her face slightly, and the man's kiss landed at the base of her ear, licking, sucking, and biting on her neck.
Feeling his lips and teeth, she guessed that there must be red plums blooming there.
He hugged her from behind, holding her so tightly that she couldn't breathe.
His arms were scorching, and she could feel his desire and his restraint at the same time.
He buried her in the neck socket to calm her breathing, and pulled her shirt back again, before gently hugging her to lie down and do business.
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Yang Wu dreamed again.
The grassland under the moon, the blossoming trees.
She was in Chong Xin's arms, looking at the stars in the sky and his face, and muttered in confusion: "Where is this?"
His lips were pressed to her ear and he replied softly, "My world."
When she woke up, she stretched and rolled over to sleep.
The tent was opened, Chong Xin walked in, and gently stroked her shoulder: "It's better?"
Yang Wu is lazy as a cat: "What time is it?"
"It's not long since Shen Shi."
He said, "It's early again." ” Yang Wu held his hand and put it to his lips: "Maybe it won't take two or three years."
Chong Yu lowered his head, with tenderness in his eyes, and said softly: "I hope so."
He pulled her hair and asked, "I can't afford it."
Yang Wu immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Chong Xin smiled, picked her up helplessly, and asked: "You want to wash" I know that she loves cleanliness the most, and she takes a bath very diligently.
Yang Wu hugged his neck and let out a "hmm", the corners of his mouth curled.
Chong Xin hugged her and went down to the soup pool together.
The water soaked the deep clothes of the two, one delicate and slender, and the other with a solid body.
Dry and kun, yin and yang, is the best interpretation.
Yang Wu buried his eyes in Chong Yu's neck and let him wash it.
The burning of the fingertips seemed to penetrate into the body.
In the steamy soup room, Yang Wu's voice sounded Yang Wu buried in Chong Xin's neck and breathed rapidly.
Chong Xin smiled at the corner of his mouth, pinching her chin to look at her.
The eyes are like two pools of spring water, the cheeks are red and the breath is messy, which is extremely attractive.
He lowered his head to kiss her.
Yang Wu let go of his neck and pulled his belt, but he held his hand down.
She left his lips and looked at him.
There was no desire in his eyes, but he forced himself to suppress it.
Yang Wu was puzzled.
"Wu'er" he pressed against her forehead and whispered, "When the samadhi fire is gone, when you don't have to suffer anymore, again" For the first time, he told her clearly.
Her eyelashes twitched slightly.
This is the persistence of youth and stubbornness, and it is the beauty that only people have when they are still simple.
Although Yang Wu has always been deliberately seducing, he will not deliberately destroy this kind of innocence that is only young and talented.
She looked him in the eye, said "um", and said, "Okay" Kiss him gently on the lips.
Yang Wu packed up the suitcase and found that she didn't have winter clothes, so she really needed to buy clothes. went to ask Su Rong and Xu Shou about the Feixian Pavilion.
"Daojun asked you to go to the Flying Line Pavilion to buy clothes," Su Rong asked enviously.
Only then did Yang Wu know that Feixian Pavilion belonged to the Weaving Division, but it was a high-end customization of the Weaving Division.
Ever since Dao Jun snatched the Wind Wolf from the other two Dao Jun for Yang Ji, Xu Shou's heart has been bright.
At this moment, when he heard that Chong Xin asked her to go to the Flying Line Pavilion to buy clothes, he understood more in his heart.
Then he smiled and reminded Yang Wu: "Then as soon as possible, the flying line pavilion is not in stock, and it will take a few days."
It's going to be cold on this day, and it's going to be cold much faster than you think. ” Chong Xin also said the same, it will be cold soon.
Yang Wu asked Xu Shou: "Is there something going on now?"
Xu Shou was happy to accompany: "It's okay, just go now." ” Su Rong had been famous for the Flying Line Pavilion for a long time, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but have a yearning look on her face.
It became a threesome.
Su Rong rode Luan Niu, Xu Shou rode the two-winged beast, and Yang Wu rode her gray ash out together.
Before leaving, Zhao San also probed from the kitchen, brandished a kitchen knife and shouted: "Come back early, don't delay lunch" The weaving department is in Le Yufeng, and the clothes, shoes and socks, quilts and even armor made are directly supplied to the sect, and only the flying line pavilion operates separately to receive customized orders.
Seeing that although this mortal woman was a concubine, she was holding the purple jade plate of the peak master, the female deacon who received her understood that this must be a favored concubine.
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He kindly recommended to her: "This fire raccoon feather satin is woven from the tail feathers of the fire raccoon, which is warm and the most suitable for winter clothing."
This red fox fur is the lightest, but the cold does not invade, make a cloak, wear thin clothes to go out, it looks the lightest.
And this."
It is the nature of women to love beauty, and Yang Wu doesn't want to dress bloated and stupid in winter, so he bought some winter clothes for himself.
The materials used are expensive, warm and light, so naturally it is the purple jade brand of the Yang Peak Lord to check out.
She saw that Su Rong's eyes were full of envy, so she asked her if she wanted to have one too, anyway, it was Chong Xin's account, and it was easiest to be generous to others.
Su Rong was not unmoved, but when she went out to lead the riding beast, Xu Shou mentioned her.
Even if she was envious in her heart, she also knew the clothes of the Flying Line Pavilion, even if she got it, she couldn't wear it out, and Daojun was not stupid.
He shook his head and refused.
Everyone has their own position and identity, and Yang Wu does not force it.
The two of them went out of the courtyard of the Flying Line Pavilion, but they saw Xu Shou standing next to the three-headed riding beast, talking to a few female cultivators.
Those female cultivators all wore the waist cards of inner disciples.
Su Rong shouted "Xu Shou", Xu Shou turned around, turned back and said a few words to the female cultivators, and then led the riding beast over.
Yang Wu turned over and rode on Ash Ash, and turned his head to look at the few female cultivators who were all looking at her and Ash Ash.
One of them, in particular, frowned, looking unhappy.
As Ash took to the air in the wind, she heard them mutter, "But a mortal woman" "Those are," she asked Xu Shou.
"The one in the middle is the beloved daughter of Xuze Daojun."
Xu Shou replied.
"Is there any problem?"
Yang Wu asked.
Xu Shouyuan didn't want to say it, but when he changed his mind, he changed his mind and said bluntly: "Xuze Daojun and Xulan Daojun originally wanted to be gray.
Xuze Daojun heard that he wanted to give it to his beloved daughter.
Unexpectedly, he was intercepted halfway by our Daojun.
Unfortunately, when I met today, the senior sister couldn't help but come over and ask when she saw Ash. ” "Is there trouble?"
Yang Wu asked.
Xuze, Xulan, and Chong Xin are all Daojun.
Xu Shou smiled: "Yang Ji doesn't have to worry.
Although they are all Daojun, our Daojun is the uncle of those two Daojun.
"It's inconvenient for him to say more, it's also Daojun, Chong Xin is seventeen years old, one of the two is in his early sixties, and the other is seventy before he is married, and the strength and weakness are almost instantaneous.
It was the beloved daughter of Xuze Daojun, who learned that the wind wolf she wanted was given to a mortal woman to ride, no matter how unhappy she was, she didn't dare to attack in person.
Although Yang Ji is just a mortal woman, she is also a person who refines Yang Peak Chongxin Daojun.
Her ability to use the Wind Wolf as a mount shows her favor at the Daojun.
Among them, he didn't break it, it depends on whether Yang Ji can understand it on his own.
Sure enough, seeing Yang Wu thoughtfully, he lowered his head and patted his gray and thick neck.
Xu Shou smiled and kicked the two-winged beast to speed up.
Daojun, I'll sell this for you The temperature dropped quickly.
It was only a few days before Yang Wu got up early in the morning and pushed open the window, and was sneezed by the oncoming coolness.
The maintenance formation of the house is integrated with the insulation charm, and the indoor temperature is at room temperature, and it is not affected by the outside temperature.
"It's so convenient."
Yang Wuwei said in Chong Xin's arms.
"It's time to buy winter clothes," Chong Xin asked.
"Added, it will take a few days to get it."
Chong Xin nodded, stroked her long hair like a waterfall, and asked her, "What do you do during the day?"
"As usual," Yang Wu counted his fingers on him, "I got up in the morning and ran and practiced."
And then read, oh yes" She sat up, took out a book and opened it to Chong Xin: "Daojun, what does it mean here?"
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Chong Xin looked at it, it was a book about divine consciousness.
Yang Wu didn't understand a few things, so he explained to her slowly until she understood.
"So that's the case, why can't mortals have divine consciousness, why can't I contemplate my own roots after I have fallen into meditation?"
she asked.
"It's really the same problem."
Chong Xin said, "The root of sex is in the ancestral knot, and the ancestral knot is in the flesh."
Nevertheless, the actual root of nature is connected to the divine soul, which is the point of connection between the physical body and the divine soul.
If a mortal body cannot cultivate, he will not have spiritual power to nourish his soul.
It's like a magic weapon can't be activated if it is not embedded in the spirit stone. ” Seeing a different color flash in Yang Wu's eyes, he felt slightly strange and asked, "You understand" Yang Wu came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I don't seem to understand." ” Chong Xinwaner.
Yang Wu stared at him for a while, then leaned down and kissed the bridge of his nose: "Daojun looks so good when he smiles."
Said seriously: "You should smile more." ” Chong Xin pinched her chin, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her for a while before saying, "You can't practice, it doesn't make much sense to look at these techniques, go back and find some books on Taoism to read for you."
Even if you can't cultivate, tomorrow will be true and righteous, and the Dao will be reasonable, and it will be good. ” Yang Wudao: "Okay." ” Chong Xin pecked her twice, turned over and pressed her underneath.
"Daojun," Yang Wu looked into his eyes and asked, "Today, will I still dream?"
Chong Xin asked: "What dream?"
"The moon, the stars, the grassland.
There was a tree full of flowers.
Yang Wu said.
Chong Xin looked into her eyes: "Do you like it?"
"I like it."
Yang Wu said, "It's beautiful. ” There was a smile in Chong Xin's eyes: "Then do it" Yang Wu really had that dream again. is still in Chong Xin's arms, but this time the difference is that Chong Xin is holding her and floating in mid-air.
When she opened her eyes, she could see farther.
The grass waves are surging layer by layer in the night wind, connecting with the night, not knowing its distance, not knowing its depth.
It makes people feel broad.
"It's beautiful," she said.
He placed a pink hairpin on her sideburns.
"Sleep," he said.
Yang Wu closed his eyes again and fell asleep.
A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
Because before she passed out, she tried to be still and entered the darkness.
Sure enough, as she had guessed, when Chong Xin's spiritual power entered her body, it was like a magic weapon embedded in the spirit stone could be activated, and the darkness had light.
The author has something to say: I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting so long again.
There is no need to suspect that it has not been reported.
It's because I'm on the audit department's list of priorities In fact, I think it's quite clear water, and I didn't write it under my neck, but I was still locked.
I'm desperate too.
Let's not talk about it, add a watch, and regulate your emotions.
Good luck to all.
In addition, I have decided to adjust the update time to 11 p.m. from this Saturday, June 17th, so that even if it is locked, more people will be able to see it.
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