Feng Ci has no experience in kissing, and because of this, he can't understand why lovers always like to express their love in this way.

It's not a simple touch of flesh, what can be special?

But now, he understood a little bit.

Pei Qianyue's lips were unexpectedly soft, with a slight coolness. Gently stick it on, but like electricity, a little tingling stimulation rises from the depths of the spinal cord.

Feng Ci's lips parted at the touch of a touch, raised his head, and saw Fang's blank love.

So interesting.

Feng Ci couldn't help laughing, and leaned in and kissed again.

But it felt like something was wrong.

Feng Ci thought for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Why don't you open your mouth?"

Pei Qianyue in the illusion has not left Kunlun, and the farthest is to go to Langfeng City. He has never seen a few outsiders, and naturally he has never seen such a scene.

The little snake demon couldn't even care about the difficulties, and a pair of reddish and moist eyes were full of confusion: "You in the end—"

Feng Ci seized the opportunity and kissed again.

He recalled the scene he had seen, with the tip of his tongue slowly sweeping his lips and teeth, prying open a little and digging in, his movements were jerky and patient.

Gradually, the people under him finally stopped struggling.

The pair of hands that originally blocked Feng Ci and tried to push back also lost their strength, and their palms moved to Feng Ci's waist at some point.

Feng Ci was keenly aware of the lack of strength, and was about to get up, but was violently pulled by a pair of powerful arms.

The two figures turned around instantly.

Kisses that were a hundred times more vicious than before fell overwhelmingly.

The initiative was completely deprived, and the cold hand tightly clasped Feng Ci's wrist, locking all his possibilities of escape. Feng Ci was made dizzy by this aggressive kiss, and even felt that Pei Qianyue didn't kiss him, but wanted to eat him.

Before long, he tasted blood in his mouth.

Just now, Feng Ci took the initiative to kiss. For him, it was more fun to tease and bully Fang.

But now it's completely different.

The siege-like kiss made Feng Ci almost suffocate, but whether it was the bloody smell in his mouth, or the body that was completely controlled and unable to move, it gave him an unfamiliar pleasure that he had never had before.

That's how it feels...

Feng Ci's mind was chaotic, but his body softened unconsciously, and only heavy breathing could be heard in his ears.

I don't know if it's his or Pei Qianyue's.

The shadows of the trees swirled, and the long moon "color" poured down from the forest, reflecting on the embrace of the young man, lingering and lingering.

It seemed that Feng Ci was a little breathless, and the raging movement between the lips and teeth gradually calmed down, but still did not leave completely. The cool tip of his tongue gently licked his lips, swept away the blood beads that ooze from the small wound.

Feng Ci's lips were so numb that he didn't look like his own. He lay down on the grass and raised his eyelids: "Are you a dog?"

The man above made a move, and a soft and low voice sounded: "It's very sweet."

Fang's eyes were no longer as hostile as they were before. Pei Qianyue looked into Fengci's eyes from top to bottom, his eyes were warm and focused, almost greedy, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into his heart.

He stroked Feng Ci's red lips that he kissed, and said softly, "Master is so beautiful."

This is their reunion, and Pei Qianyue "sees" him for the first time.

But soon, the light in those eyes dissipated little by little, and a black silk appeared out of thin air in Pei Qianyue's eyes, covering those beautiful eyes.

Feng Ci throat one more change.

Pei Qianyue was sucked into the Illusory Spirit Cauldron by the flesh. At this moment, the illusion was broken, and his body would naturally return to its original appearance.

Even if he was rescued in the fantasy world, it wouldn't change anything.

It can't change... the injuries he has suffered over the years.

Feng Ci asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Pei Qianyue: "What?"

"When he took your eyes," Feng Ci's eyes dimmed, and his fingertips gently brushed Pei Qianyue's eyes covered with black silk, "Does it hurt?"

How could it not hurt.

Being deceived by the most cherished person and gouging out both eyes with his own hands, how can it not hurt?

But Pei Qianyue shook his head: "It's okay."

It's actually really good.

Fang's spell was very clever, and Pei Qianyue almost only felt a sharp sting in his eyes, and he could no longer see.

It's just that at that time, he hadn't adapted to seeing objects with his spiritual power, and he was really panicked.

So he grabbed Fang's sleeve in a hurry.

"Xiao Hei, let me go." Fang's voice was still gentle, but it was also as cold as an ice cellar.

Pei Qianyue will probably never be so embarrassed again in this life. He curled up on the stone bed in pain, with blood and tears in his eyes, and his pale hands tightly grasped the square sleeves, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Don't go," he begged in a low voice, "I can give you anything, don't go."

Fang just sighed.

"But I have other things to do now." The young man pulled out his sleeves from his hands little by little, leaned over to his ear, and said warmly, "Xiao Hei, believe me, I will be back soon, that... real me."

"So, be nice."

Pei Qianyue returned from his memory and smiled softly: "I think about it later, I just felt that I was stupid at that time and would be deceived by a body. Maybe Rong Ji is right, I am really crazy."

At that time, he could not have seen weirdness, but it had been a thousand years, so long that it almost "driven" him crazy, so long that he desperately wanted to seize any slightest hope.

Feng Ci whispered: "I can't afford it."

"Well, you can't afford me." Pei Qianyue didn't see any anger or reproach on his face, he raised his hand and gently brushed his temples, "So, the master must compensate me well."

Wind Ci: "Okay."

He raised his head, and Pei Qianyue kissed the corner of his lips lightly.

Pei Qianyue was slightly taken aback by the warm touch, and smiled: "Is that enough?"

Wind Ci: "..."

He seriously reflected on why he instantly understood what Pei Qianyue meant, and looked away with a guilty conscience: "You start first."

Pei Qianyue didn't care, and pulled Feng Ci from the ground.

Feng Ci only had time to look around.

The cedar forest where the two of them had been disturbed by the fight just now, and several tree trunks were cut off in the middle, it was a mess.

Feng Ci looked around, looked up at the sky again, and asked, "What should we do now?"

According to common sense, as long as a person trapped in an illusion is awake, the illusion will disappear automatically. But not here. The illusion seemed to stop Pei Qianyue's awake moment, the environment did not change, and time did not pass.

Pei Qianyue didn't answer, but instead asked, "Why is the master here?"

Feng Ci said: "I'll save you."

Pei Qianyue heard what he meant and frowned: "You entered by yourself?"

"Yeah." Feng Ci was righteous, "Why, you are only allowed to save me, but not me?"

Pei Qianyue fell silent.

He paused for a moment and asked again, "Does the master know how to leave the Illusory Spirit Cauldron?"

Feng Ci said truthfully: "I don't know."

"you"

Feng Ci rushed him to speak first: "You push me away, when you are sucked in by this thing, do you know how to get out?"

Pei Qianyue fell silent again.

Feng Ci coughed lightly: "Don't worry, the main function of this Illusory Spirit Cauldron is to imprison demons, which is naturally different from ordinary illusions. Deciphering illusions is only one layer, and more importantly, it is necessary to crack the magic weapon itself."

"Well." Pei Qianyue asked, "What?"

"So..." Feng Ci thought about it for a while, and said in a serious tone, "The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge, so go back first."

Pei Qianyue: "..."

The two returned to the original cave.

The cave has also become a mess, and Pei Qianyue, who was in a rage, didn't care about it. If Feng Ci hadn't voluntarily retreated outside the cave, I'm afraid the "cave" would have been collapsed by them.

The two stepped on the gravel to the depths of the cave and saw the cold body.

Feng Cixian was angry when he saw the corpse, but Pei Qianyue didn't worry about it. He felt around for a moment and shook his head: "I can't live here anymore, I'm afraid I can only spend one night in the wild tonight."

Feng Ci replied: "It doesn't matter."

It is not the first time he has lived in the wild, and he is not so squeamish.

Pei Qianyue went to the depths of the cave to get some hay to make a floor, Feng Ci squatted beside the corpse, and remembered one more thing: "So you will fight 'him' later?"

Feng Ci still remembered that when they met at Folding Sword Villa, the young Pei Qianyue's cultivation had improved compared to a hundred years.

Pei Qianyue replied softly, but did not raise his head: "I realized at that time that he was not the real master, so I chased after him in anger, and he left Lingwu Mountain to fight him."

Feng Ci: "Then what?"

Of course it didn't work.

The physical puppet has just been tricked into offering sacrifices from Pei Qianyue, and has not yet fully integrated to recover all the spiritual power.

But Pei Qianyue had just lost both eyes, so it was very inconvenient to move, and losing to Fang was a normal thing.

Pei Qianyue said: "I was seriously injured, but fortunately, Sword Master Rong Ji heard his master wake up during the day, so he couldn't rest assured, so he went to investigate near Lingwu Mountain."

"He saved my life and brought me back to Langfeng City to recover."

Feng Ci's eyes moved slightly.

Pei Qianyue has always been alone, and Feng Ci rarely hears him mention other people's names, but this Langfeng City is the city owner, and he frequently mentions it many times.

Feng Ci thought it was a little strange at first, but didn't understand it until today.

It was to save his life.

Pei Qianyue is actually a very simple-minded person. In his cognition, as long as someone can save him in distress, he will trust with all his heart. Even when he first tested Feng Ci for details, he used the pretense of being in danger to test whether Feng Ci would save him.

Since then, Feng Ci didn't save his "life" back then, so he lost a thousand years and a pair of eyes.

He understands the rationale, but when he spoke, there was something in his voice that he didn't even notice: "That Rongji, you're pretty good."

Pei Qianyue made a move.

He tilted his head subconsciously, but quickly returned to normal, and said lightly, "Well, it's pretty good."

The candlelight had been extinguished when they were fighting, and the entire cave was only illuminated by a faint moonlight leaking in from the crevice above. Pei Qianyue stood in the dark, Feng Ci couldn't see his feelings, and naturally he didn't see the faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Pei Qianyue continued: "After my injury was healed, it was Jianzun Rong Ji who accompanied me everywhere to find traces of his body until the last moment of his life."

This story, Feng Ci listens to Pei Qianyue.

Rong Ji's fellow junior brother, the elder of the precepts of Langfeng City, secretly cast a poisonous curse on Rong Ji because of jealousy, which caused him to be seriously injured while defending the enemy, and eventually died unfortunately.

When he was about to die, he handed over the position of the Lord of Langfeng City to Pei Qianyue, and only then did Langfeng City unite the six gates and create the Immortal League.

It turned out that he was there to accompany Pei Qianyue to find his body.

Feng Ci mumbled "Oh" and didn't answer.

When the light dimmed, Pei Qianyue returned. Holding a soft hay mat that can be spread on the ground in his arms, he leaned over slightly: "Master doesn't seem to be happy?"

"No way." Fengci looked away, "Let's go when you're done, and get angry when you see this."

He got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Pei Qianyue.

"Fang is the one who laughed with the master." Pei Qianyue said, "Rong Ji regards the sword as his life, and he approached me, not to get some lost swordsmanship from me at first. Get it right."

"Why are you explaining this to me?" Feng Ci turned his head and didn't look at him, "I didn't misunderstand."

Pei Qianyue: "No?"

He leaned in the direction of Fengci and sniffed lightly: "But I can smell the sour smell."

Feng Ci: "Feng Xiaohei!"

Pei Qianyue straightened up quickly, and there was still a little smile in his voice: "Also, Langfeng City's face-preserving technique is not well cultivated. For example, the precept elder, when I knew him for a hundred years, he already looked like that. already."

Rong Ji is still the elder brother of Discipline.

The image in Feng Ci's brain suddenly changed from a young and handsome sword fairy to an old man with white hair.

Wind Ci: "..."

The smile on Pei Qianyue's face was barely concealed, Feng Ci's ears were hot, and he didn't dare to look at him at all. His sight wandered everywhere in the cave, and finally landed on the corpse at his feet.

"It's all to blame for this piece of shit." Feng Ci raised his palm and slapped it hard, instantly turning the corpse into powder.

- Qianqiu Shengzun is a ruthless person, and when he gets angry, he doesn't even let go of his own body.

Feng Ci didn't even look at the corpse that was smashed to ashes by himself, and turned around and walked quickly out of the cave. On the other hand, Pei Qianyue still stood there, bowed his head slightly, and was a little lost.

Zuo Fan's body was quickly blown away. Although it was only in an illusion, to a certain extent, Feng Ci saved him and avenged him.

Frustrated, he really did it.

After a while, Fengci's frantic voice came out just now: "What are you in a daze, it's not fast!"

Pei Qianyue restrained his heart, and a smile appeared on his lips again: "That's it."