At least I can see my brother when I was a child, it's still quite cute.Feng Wutian watched with interest for a while, lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, and slowly merged his consciousness with the dream.Ji Xingmian got up inexplicably late today, and when he arrived at the school, there was already a teenager sitting inside.The other party turned his head when he heard the movement, his beautiful eyes flickered, and he smiled at him with bent eyebrows, Your Highness.Ji Xingmian stopped suddenly, and subconsciously asked, who are you?
I am your companion, Your Highness.The boy blinked, and naturally pulled him to sit down, and his small body was next to him, my name is Wuday.No day.Ji Xingmian read along, and in a trance, he remembered that the day before yesterday, the imperial brother did seem to have mentioned that he wanted to find a companion to read, but he remembered that he refused at that time.didn't have time to think about it, the master had already walked in, and Ji Xingmian hurriedly focused his attention back.Ji Xingmian's learning efficiency today is extremely poor.One is that the young man next to him is too close to him, it is a summer day, and the young man's warm body temperature penetrates through the thin clothing, burning him unconscious.The second is that every time he looks at him inadvertently, he will meet the young man's gaze, and his beautiful obsidian eyes flicker, as if he has put his whole person in it.If it's just once or twice, it's an accident, but it's wrong to bump into it every time, and it's obvious that the boy next to him has been watching him.But no one except him felt that there was anything wrong with this, and the master above talked about his own things as if he could not see the actions of the young man.Ji Xingmian below couldn't sit still, squeezed the pen in his hand, and finally couldn't help but whisper: Don't look at me anymore.Oh, the young man's face was innocent, and his tone was a little unconsciously aggrieved, but brother, I can't understand what he says, so I can only look at you.Ji Xingmian was almost bewitched by this brother, and only half of his sanity was left to hold on to his breath, then you don't have to look at me all the time, if you don't understand, you can take notes first, and when you get out of school, I'll tell you.Oh well.The young man obediently answered, and finally withdrew his gaze, spread out the paper and took a pen to write on it.Without that gaze that seemed like substance, Ji Xingmian was finally able to concentrate in the second half of class, and occasionally unconsciously peeked at the young man next to him.However, since he said that, the boy has been burying his head in scribbling on rice paper, but it doesn't look like he is writing, but it is more like he is drawing something.After school, the master left on time after assigning his homework, and the young man next to him finally raised his head from the rice paper, and spread it out in front of Ji Xingmian with the paper.Ji Xingmian had already been aroused by his curiosity, and when he looked down, he saw that the painting turned out to be the painting of himself, and his clothes and accessories were painted according to the way he looks today.But the face of the person in the painting is a few years older than his current age.Ji Xingmian unconsciously pinched the rice paper, what are you painting me for?
The boy doesn't answer the rhetorical question, is it good-looking?
Ji Xingmian: It's good-looking.Although there is only one color, black, the boy still relies on the superb painting skills of the shades to depict his appearance completely, although the person in the painting only has a side face, but the eyebrows and eyes can be calm and the face is soft, it is indeed a good painting.It would be nice to look good.The boy took the painting back, and when I got back, he would frame it and hang it at the head of my bed, looking at it day and night.What is this operation Ji Xingmian: What are you doing hanging my paintings?
You're good-looking.The young man answered as he should, and came over with flashing eyes, brother, I like you.The distance between them was infinitely reduced, the breath was so close that it could be heard, and the young man's dark eyelashes fluttered like golden butterflies fluttering in the sunlight, falling fine powder.Ji Xingmian seemed to be bewitched, and he forgot to dodge for a while, but you are a boy.Although the young man is beautiful, and he is at an age where he is indistinguishable, Ji Xingmian will never admit that the young man is indeed a boy like him.What's more, the girl will not be arranged to be his companion.Boy: What's wrong with the boys?
Ji Xingmian grabbed the edge of the table, boys can't like boys.The boy persistently continued to ask, why not?
There's no why, just no.Ji Xingmian couldn't stay any longer, so he pushed away the people and fled.However, the next day, he saw the other party in the same position in the school, and Feng Wuday seemed to have forgotten that he had come to dream in the first place to teach his senior brother a lesson, and he was determined to reverse the other party's undesirable thoughts.He changed his style of being too anxious at the beginning, and subtly and quietly softened Ji Xingmian's defense.Ji Xingmian finally relaxed his vigilance from the beginning.Time in the dream world was controlled by Feng Wuday's consciousness, and by the time they grew up to the age of adulthood, they were already very close to each other.Because no one in the dream world suggested that there was anything wrong with them like this, Ji Xingmian gradually changed his mind subtly, thinking that there was nothing wrong with them doing this.Feng Wutian calculated that the time was almost up, so he pondered the next dose of fierce material.After the autumn hunt, Feng Wuxi shined as far more than the second place, and Ji Xingmian was not counted because of his royal status, but he was also happy for him and made an appointment to celebrate.On that day, the boy missed the hour, and it was half an hour before he was late.Ji Xingmian asked, and he said: My mother stuffed a portrait for me before I went out, and asked me to choose one among them.Ji Xingmian poured the wine, and his voice unconsciously lightened, so did you choose it?
No.The boy grinned and picked up his cup and punished himself with three glasses, none of them were good-looking.For no reason, Ji Xingmian remembered the scene when the young man said that he was good-looking when they first met, and blurted out, what do you think is good-looking?
Brother like this.The young man turned his head to look at it, and his slightly curved peach blossom eyes were focused and charming, even if he was good-looking.Ji Xingmian's throat tightened, he instinctively felt that he should stop, but his body was uncontrollable and continued to ask, his voice was so light that it was fluttering, as long as it looked good?
Of course not.The boy was close to him, and the warm breath brushed his face with the smell of wine, which only his brother could.I can't tell when, but when Ji Xingmian came back to his senses, he was already hugging and kissing the young man.The lingering mellow fragrance in the young man's mouth made his mind dizzy, and the tingling of his lips and tongue made his soul tremble.The surrounding scene seemed to have changed, and it seemed that it should have been like this, the firelight jumped on the top of the dragon and phoenix candles, and the red silk woven the whole world.The young man was dressed in a wedding dress, leaning on him with a slight prop up, raising his hand to untie the crown of his hair, brother.Ji Xingmian was dizzy by the large red slush, and his thinking became sluggish, huh?
Like me?
The boy leaned close to him and asked.Like?
Ji Xingmian unconsciously repeated, his voice was very soft, and even the question was more like an affirmation.Like it or not?
Feng Wuxi didn't control it, and asked him again.Peach blossom eyes, also known as lover's eyes, have three points of affection when they are not smiling, and when they focus on staring at people, they can make people feel like they are cherished by him, not to mention that he already has affection for Ji Xingmian, which is simply to make people drown in his eyes willingly.Ji Xingmian was completely drunk, looking at his eyes in a daze and speechless.Feng Wuday was tickled by his appearance, and he couldn't hold back in the end, so he lowered his head and kissed deeply.The warm light is melting, and the mood is confused.Feng Wuxi looked at the person under him with a dazed expression, and was so well-behaved that he was at his mercy, he unconsciously felt hot in his heart, and couldn't help but bury himself in his hair and shouted: Senior brother.The dream came to an abrupt end, and a vast expanse of darkness swallowed it all.Feng Wutian stayed for a long time, and realized afterwards that Ji Xingmian actually woke up?
Just because he called Senior Brother?
Feng Wuday sighed in his heart, controlling his consciousness to withdraw from the dream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ji Xingmian's back in a panic with disheveled clothes.Seeing the other party's appearance, Feng Wuday couldn't help but be glad that he had taken back the phantom body outside in order to save consumption before falling asleep, otherwise if Ji Xingmian woke up from his dream and saw him transform, he was afraid that he would be scared again.Feng Wuxi waved his tail, hesitated, flew in the direction that Ji Xingmian left, carefully pasted it behind the door frame, and only poked out his head to look out, not letting the other party notice.It was just dawn, and most people were still in a dream and didn't wake up.Ji Xingmian stood alone in the courtyard, his figure looking a little thin against the backdrop of the night.There was a basin of water in front of him, and when he looked at it from Feng Wuday's angle, he could faintly see a little reflection reflected on the surface of the water.The face was pale with an abnormal flush, the eyelashes that had been washed with water were wet, stained with a little droplets, the sideburns were tightly attached to the forehead, and there were droplets of water down the chin and into the neck, and the wet white undershirt.Ji Xingmian stared at the reflection in the water silently, lowered his head suddenly, picked up a handful of water and threw it on his face.The water seemed to have just come out of the well, and his fingers were red, but he repeated it over and over again as if he didn't feel uncomfortable.Feng Wutian felt a trace of regret in his heart, and didn't want to see him continue, so he waged his tail and controlled a little movement in the room.With that done, it flew back quickly, and almost the next moment, the door was pushed open from the outside.No day.Ji Xingmian entered the house, and at first glance he saw the spirit fruits scattered on the table and the little black dragon with half of his body planted in a bowl.He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to carry it out, are you awake?
Are you hungry?
The body of the little black dragon that it touched trembled, and it curled itself up and curled up into a ball.I'm sorry.Ji Xingmian hurriedly let go of his hand, put each other together and rubbed his fingers together before carefully hugging it, is it okay now?
Seeing that the little black dragon no longer resisted, he obediently wrapped his fingers.Ji Xingmian breathed a sigh of relief, got up to change his clothes, and took it to eat.One person and one dragon had just cleaned up, and Qin Li also happened to come over, Ah Lian.Hey, when did you get a spirit pet?
Qin Li saw the little black dragon in his hand and asked curiously.Not a spirit pet.Ji Xingmian paused for a moment and explained to Qin Li the origin of the little black dragon, but concealed part of it, only telling him that he had picked it up in the dungeon, as if he had some relationship with the national teacher.According to Feng Tu, Wen Qiong is the godmother of Wuday, and by extension, the national teacher is also his uncle.I think that the reason why the national teacher in the previous life accepted Wuday as an apprentice at the beginning should also have this reason in it.It's a pity that this happened later, Qin Li's voice pulled Ji Xingmian, who was sinking into his thoughts, back, I have a few transformation pills for the demon clan over there, do you want to send one to you?
Chapter 14 If he heard this sentence before last night's dream, Ji Xingmian might have had no choice but to agree.But thinking of the dream last night, he inevitably hesitated for a moment, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the little black dragon.It didn't seem to pay attention to what the two were talking about, and just chased after its own tail.If he saw the appearance of Wuday's transformation again, Ji Xingmian pursed his lips, he was worried that he really had that kind of mind about Wuday, he couldn't, he couldn't.He was afraid that it really happened, and he was even more afraid that Wuyang would become disgusted with him after knowing his thoughts.Still don't want it for the time being Ji Xingmian retracted his fingers into his sleeves and shook his head lightly, no.Qin Li asked, what?
I'd like to wait until I change to the Heavenly Rank Transformation Pill before I give it to it.Ji Xingmian was afraid that he would see the clues, so he hurriedly made an excuse.The demon clan usually has to cultivate to the Jindan period before they can control the body shape and transform into a human body, and before that, they can also use external forces such as the Transformation Pill to transform in advance, but the process will be more painful.After all, it is necessary to cross the stage and wash the menstrual marrow in advance, and bear some pain.The higher the level of the Transfiguration Pill, the more it can reduce the pain caused by this process.And the Transformation Pill of the Heavenly Rank is something that only the Dongzhou Demon Clan royal family is qualified to control, and it is not something that ordinary people can obtain.You're kind of hurting it.Qin Li said with a smile, and said: It just so happens that there will be someone from the Dongzhou royal family at this great court meeting, and I will find a way to help you ask at that time.Ji Xingmian had a name in his heart, and subconsciously asked, Feng Lingxuan?
Well?
Qin Li's expression was a little surprised, do you know him?
I don't know.Ji Xingmian said a word, but he heard people discuss him on the road.Qin Li laughed out loud, yes, his style is very eye-catching.The Feng Lingxuan they mentioned was a prince of the Dongzhou Demon Clan, and it was rumored that he was the most talented among them, but he had half of the Terran blood, so even if he was extremely talented, there were not many people in the Demon Clan who were optimistic about him.But in Ji Xingmian's previous life, in the end, it was this unfavored half-breed who ascended to the throne.The two also had a few brief meetings, but at that time, Qin Li and Wuli had passed away, and Ji Xingmian took over the throne under the instruction of the national teacher, and he was not interested in anyone, so he didn't have any deep contact with him, and only vaguely remembered that the other party was a very strange person.It is rumored that Feng Lingxuan has a fan that can change at will, and when he is happy, the fan will show his self-portrait, and when he is unhappy, the fan will automatically change to a landscape with strong ink.However, Ji Xingmian felt that most of this rumor was false, how could a monarch easily let others see the truth of his thoughts.The demon clan mostly admires their own strength, and when they become adults, they will choose a part of the body transformation to refine magic weapons.Most of the demon clans on the side will refine some handy weapons or magic weapons, but Feng Lingxuan does not.He used the young feathers he had faded from his childhood to refine a luxurious luan chariot, and every time he went out in public, he would ride it in front of everyone, with strange beasts opening the way, shark yarn as decorations, and beautiful women as companions.If he was in a good mood at the time, he would have ordered people to scatter petals, gold and silver along the way, attracting countless followers.It is also rumored that if he meets someone who is pleasing to the eye when he is on patrol, he will give them his own feathers when he is interested.This rumor is true, Ji Xingmian was sent in his previous life, but he didn't take it.At that time, Feng Lingxuan was synonymous with brain disease in his place, and he returned the feather without saying a word.Some people like his true temperament, and some people hate his exaggerated style.But who can please everyone in the world?
Calculating the time, the current Feng Lingxuan seems to have just come of age, and those habits in his previous life should not have been developed yet.Ji Xingmian thought about it and asked Qin Lidao: Why did the imperial brother let him come over?
Qin Li Dao: He has half of the Terran bloodline, so he is naturally qualified to participate in the Great Dynasty Meeting, since he wants to come himself, why do I have to refuse.Ji Xingmian looked slightly surprised, he wanted to come by himself?
Then does he know that the person in charge of this court meeting is what he knows.Qin Lidao: I asked him before, and he answered me very clearly.Ji Xingmian was really surprised this time, he had also heard that Feng Lingxuan's entanglement with that person had started since this court meeting, he had always thought that the two of them had met by accident, but he didn't expect that it was Feng Lingxuan himself who rushed over.Thinking of the complex entanglement between the two people in the previous life, Ji Xingmian also felt that Feng Lingxuan was really self-inflicted and could not live, he knew that this was the case, so why bother in the first place.But there is always a way to live.It is better to have someone who lives for you to love and for you to hate than to be helpless for a long time.