Chapter 63

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date="2020-11-14"

title="Chapter 63"

weight="105865"

series = ["Certificate of Conformity"]

mode = "manual"

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Qing'er Qing'er, his name is really intimate, he always calls him Xie Yuan by his first name and last name.

Thinking of the past, those tender times seemed to be the things of the previous life, Xie Yuan felt a knife in his heart, breaking the flesh and blood, blood dripping.

I don't know how to get back. When Xie Yuan came back to his senses, he had already arrived at the practice field in the backyard of Blood Palace. Countless members of the congregation were diligent and conscientious in discussing swordsmanship with each other, and the sword lights reflected each other in the air, and the swords clank.

Xie Yuan didn't want to practice his sword, and went listlessly to sit on a stone chair on one side, resting his cheeks in both hands and looking at the void somewhere in a daze.

Right protector Rong Zhan put down the sword in his hand, and said to the left protector Rong Qing who was gesticulating with him: "Let's rest for a while."

"Good." Rong Qing nodded slightly.

Stepping to the side of the tree, sitting down, picking up the kettle and drinking water, Rong Qing saw Rong Zhan walking towards the pavilion under the shadow of the tree on the opposite side. He narrowed his eyes and looked intently. Seeing the man with blue silk and snow skin, his complexion like jade, and wearing a purple satin silk gauze, although he was still young, he could already see the beauty of the future.

Rong Qing sighed inwardly, his brother.

In this room, Xie Yuan noticed that the light in front of him was blocked, and opened his eyes lazily. When he saw a familiar figure, his thin lips were raised, revealing a perverted smile, "Brother Rong Zhan."

The left and right guardians of Blood Palace were exchanged with the leader. After Xiao Wulin killed the former leader at only fifteen years ago, he personally selected two highly qualified Rong Qing and Rong Zhan from the teachers’ disciples as the new appointments. The protector. The two of them are brothers, the older brother is calm and introverted, and the younger brother is gentle and modest. Xiao Wulin values ​​them both very much.

Seeing the young man in front of him smiling at him, Rong Zhan's face became hot, and he hurriedly avoided his sight, walked over to Xie Yuan and sat down.

"Young Master, why are you sitting here alone?"

He was born with a solemn and dark skin, so even the average person could not see it even if he blushed.

Xie Yuan placed his hands behind his head, his flexible and thin body stretched out slightly, he looked into the distance leisurely, but the folds of his brows never disappeared.

Before he could answer, Rong Zhan next to him said again, his voice slightly rising, showing his question: "Is there something on my mind?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, placed his hands on his side, and sat up straight, "No."

Rong Zhan's eyes darkened, but he heard Xie Yuan speak in a weird tone: "I have a question that I really don't understand, can I ask you for advice?"

Hearing this, the man straightened his back, "You said."

Xie Yuan talked to Rong Zhan about everything he saw this morning. He was confused when he said this. Rong Zhan on the side was blushing, his palms sweated, and he stammered and interrupted: "Shao The Lord said that when he woke up, he found that his trousers were wet?"

Knowing that Rong Zhan got the subject wrong, Xie Yuan didn't explain it, but only answered softly with his eyes down.

He now has to master Bai Qing's every move, so as to figure out a way to deal with Bai Qing, after all, now the master will definitely take more precautions against him, and by then, Bai Qing will definitely be the first person to be suspected. Therefore, he must not act rashly.

I heard Rong Zhan's stammering voice: "Young Master, you...you are a dream."

Xie Yuan was puzzled, "Dreams?"

The man continued to stammer: "Congratulations, young master...one step closer to growing up."

Xie Yuan's eyebrows were tangled at the beginning, his face changed slightly when he thought of something.

It turns out that this is a symbol of male root development.

But he is the same age as Bai Qing, why Bai Qing has already begun to develop, there is still no movement there, no, it should be said that since he was eight years old, there has never been a change.

Seeing Xie Yuan's frosty expression, Rong Zhan's heart burst, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay."

Xie Yuan shook his head. Of course he couldn't tell others about such private matters.

"Brother Rong Zhan, I have something to do, so I'm going one step ahead."

After that, he turned around and left, and the raised corner of his clothes inadvertently wiped Rong Zhan's face. He was shocked, and his hands on both sides clenched tightly. Almost, he almost couldn't help holding Xie Yuan's hand.

He narrowed his eyes silently, and he looked at Xie Yuan's leaving back in such a foolish manner, without regaining his senses for a long time.

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Xie Yuan went to the Guanshu Pavilion in the Blood Palace for students to study.

As soon as entered the pavilion, the fragrance of books bursts, as if even the passage of time has slowed down. Many disciples read quietly with books in their hands. Although there are so many people in the pavilion, there is nothing but the rustle of pages turning.

Xie Yuan came here to read books before, and he read the martial arts mentality of various martial arts. This time, he quietly took a book explaining physiological knowledge when no one was paying attention, and then found a hidden one. Savour the corner carefully.

Once the book is opened, the goal is a detailed schematic diagram of the male roots.

Xie Yuan held back the heat on his face and read it carefully.

The author of this book "The Mirror" is the ninth demon leader of Blood Palace, and the only demon leader who died of excessive indulgence and death on a male pet. According to rumors, the leader has carefully studied many male-to-male prostitution and developed many new and unheard-of positions.

Xie Yuan was stunned, especially when he turned to the back, there were some beautiful erotic pictures in the book. The book described countless lewd skills, especially the place where the male and the male were connected, even the hairs were clearly visible, let Xie Yuan intuitively comprehended the true meaning of male-male friendship.

His face was red and his ears were red, his whole body was hot, and his heart seemed to be crawling with thousands of ants, numb and itchy.

But because he reacted so strongly, the place under him was always lying there softly, motionless.

Xie Yuan comforted himself. When he grew older, there should be movement there, but he didn't feel very happy when he thought of Bai Qing developing first. What's more, Bai Qing squeezed him out of him and became the new love of the master. The two stayed on the same bed day and night. If something were to happen, wouldn’t it be...

Thinking of this, Xie Yuan couldn't sit still.

He put the book back in its original position and directly performed light work, and disappeared into the clouds in a short while.

On this side, Chen Heng carried Bai Qing back to the wing, and then ordered his servants to make a bowl of ginger soup to quench the cold.

The paleness on his face has not faded away, Bai Qing was wrapped in a thick quilt and was held in his arms by the man. His breath was full of the unique cold breath of a man. He was greedy and smelled the smell that made him obsessed, weak He said: "Master, I am fine."

Chen Heng looked down at the young man in his arms, and said softly: "Do you know, I almost scared me to death just now."

He really almost lost his life.

It seems that in the future, he will tie Bai Qing to his side at all times to prevent Xie Yuan from having any chance of contact.

"It's all over, I'm all right now."

Listening to the optimistic words of the young man, Chen Heng's eyes were filled with a touch of inquiry, "Do you really blame Xie Yuan?"

Bai Qing constricted his eyes, covering the dark color in his eyes.

"The reason why Senior Brother Xie Yuan wanted to kill me was only because I took away the love of the master. Senior Brother should blame me."

Chen Heng: This Bai Qingzhen is a white lotus flower.

Because according to the original setting, Bai Qing's personality is like this, Chen Heng didn't think much, brushed his eyebrows lightly, smiled and said: "Qing'er is so clear and reasonable, and I am very pleased to be a teacher." He finished. Added another sentence: "If Xie Yuan could be as sensible as you, it would be great."

With a pure and shy smile, Bai Qing nestled in the man's arms, absorbing his body temperature with enjoyment.

As long as the master always treats him nicely, he is willing to be so sensible forever.

This scene of warmth and harmony entered Xie Yuan's eyes through a corner of the paper window, and the clear and clear eyes instantly sank.

He stood outside the door for a long time, stiff like a stone sculpture.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and he turned around as if he had first awakened, and saw the young man walking over with ginger soup in his hand. He stood in front of him and said in a low voice: "I'll help you in."

"This……"

"It's okay, I happen to have something to tell the master." As he said, the boy took the porcelain bowl directly.

"Thank you, Young Master." The young man bowed respectfully and then turned and left.

The overflowing ginger soup was as hot as boiling water, and a blister was quickly burned out of the white and slender fingertips. Xie Yuan's complexion remained unchanged, feeling the pain from the fingertips almost masochistically. Finally, he walked to the door and slapped lightly. Three beeps.

Boom boom boom.

"It should be the young man who made the ginger soup."

Chen Heng let go of Bai Qing, stretched out his hand to gather the quilt surrounding him, then got up and walked to the door, and opened the door with a creak.

"why you."

Hearing these words from the door, Bai Qing shifted his gaze to the door suspiciously, the sunlight cascading down like a waterfall, Xie Yuanyuan Mountain seemed to be beautifully outlined with sharp eyebrows.

But seeing that the young man on the other end looked at the man with a soft to the extreme gaze, the corners of his mouth moved slightly without smiling, and he whispered: "Master, the disciple is here to visit Junior Brother Bai Qing, by the way He came to apologize."

Chen Heng glanced at the ginger soup in his hand, and when his gaze swept over the slightly obtrusive blisters on his crystal clear white fingers, he paused, "What's the matter with your hand."

"I was scalded accidentally when I made the ginger soup just now." Xie Yuan replied with a lowered eyebrow.

"Just let the subordinates do such rough work, why do you do it yourself."

Pretending to be distressed, Chen Heng pulled Xie Yuan into the house, found a silver needle to pierce the blisters on his fingertips, and applied a special ointment.

Seeing this scene, Bai Qing grabbed the quilt's fingers tightly, showing a pure and harmless smile on his face, "Brother, my body is not a serious problem, please take care of it."

The wound on his hand has been bandaged, Xie Yuan touched his fingertips, turned his head and said to Bai Qing: "It's me who was wrong, Junior Brother is so generous, I am very ashamed."

This scene seemed a bit strange to Chen Heng. Xie Yuan had previously assumed a posture of not giving up without killing Bai Qing. After a long time, he and Bai Qing staged a scene of reconciliation. The contrast is too great. A little bigger. Although Xie Yuan and Bai Qing are both clones of Qi Wei, Chen Heng pays more attention to Xie Yuan. After all, according to the script, Xie Yuan will be blackened sooner or later. On the other hand, Bai Qing has no sense of existence in the original world, just a weak little white flower. image of.

Bai Qing caught the cold and felt sleepy after drinking ginger soup.

He quietly yawned and barely cheered up to listen to Xie Yuan's words. Chen Heng watched from the side, this Xie Yuan didn't know what was going on. He was a person who talked very little, but today he talks a lot. He has been in the house for a long time, and he talked about trivial things.

Seeing that Bai Qing's upper and lower eyelids began to fight, Chen Heng said, "Well, Xie Yuan, you should go out first, Qing'er is unwell, and you can talk together when he gets better."

Xie Yuan: He just didn't want to give Bai Qing a chance to get along with his master alone.

As soon as he thought that Bai Qing had begun to develop, Xie Yuan felt that a hand was scratching his heart. Whether it was Bai Qing's attacking master or the master's attacking Bai Qing, it was not for him! can! endure! Accept! of!

"Master, I want to move back to live."

Chen Heng raised his eyebrows.

Bai Qing was about to fall asleep, when he heard this, he opened his eyes and shot at Xie Yuan.

Move back to live? Are the three sleeping together?