Jiang Muyang burst into tears with remorse, grinding his back molars hard.

Damn Pei Qing!He actually did it!

It seems that there are really no stupid people in this world, it just depends on whether they have intentions.

Those who have a heart don't need to teach, but those who don't have a heart can't.

Unexpectedly, Pei Qing in this life can learn very quickly, but the horse runs too fast, and Jiang Muyang's soul is almost lost.

I just feel that internal organs are about to be stabbed to pieces, half of body is like a dead wood, and can't move. The feeling of dull pain is like a sudden thunder on the top of head, flooding whole body violently like an overwhelming mountain.

Accompanied by the sizzling electric current, it flowed through his limbs and bones, his heart beat abnormally fast, his breath was disordered, and his temple hair was wet with hot sweat, sticking to the same wet cheek.

Black black, white white, so shocking, soul-stirring.

Jiang Muyang was tortured to death by this familiar yet strange feeling.

I always feel as if have straddled two time-spaces, being driven by Pei Qing in two time-spaces.

Even the tears flowed backwards, far away in the windy night.

He could feel, after leaving the Sword Sect, his heart was free.

After finally the horse stopped, half of his body was in a dull pain, as if it was not his own.

Pei Qing sat behind him, wrapped his waist with one hand, pulled the rein of the horse, and walked forward slowly under the bright moonlight.

He looked very anxious just now, wishing he could travel thousands of miles at night, gallop on horseback, and act recklessly, now he started to wobble, not in a hurry.

The ugly horse was so tired that it stuck out its tongue, drooped its tail, swung it once and for all, and even lost the strength to kick.The saliva was sparse and fell to the grass.Every inch of grass that walked on exudes a crystal clear luster, like dewdrops and tears.

Jiang Muyang closed his eyes, two big tears rolled down, his lips were bright red, covered with fine tooth marks... some bit by himself, and some bit by Pei Qing, bloodshot,Also slightly swollen.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, and in a hoarse voice, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Pei Qing! You crazy dog!"

"It's you who said...it's okay," Pei Qing was serious, and insisted that Jiang Muyang agreed, "You said it, you can do it if you want...Yang Yang, I think, I really want to."

Jiang Muyang: "..."

It seems, probably, it seems that he did agree, but the problem is, he was joking, just teasing Pei Qing, how can such a thing be taken seriously?

He was a little wronged, so he turned over the old account immediately, and asked with a cold face: "Last time, you slipped your hand twenty-seven times! You still have the guts to think! How dare you think!"

"I won't do it next time."

"Next time? This kind of mistake shouldn't have happened!" Jiang Muyang snorted coldly, "What's your attitude towards me now!"

"Yang Yang, I like you."

"..."

The atmosphere was very strange at one point, the surroundings were extremely quiet, even the heavy panting of the two of them was so clear, it made people blush.

Jiang Muyang only felt as if he was soaked in the pool of sour soup, and his bones were about to melt into mud. After a long delay, he regained some strength.

Damn Pei Qing!He hasn't gotten out yet!

The two of them rode the same horse together, and they were so disheveled, walking forward unsteadily, what did they look like!

It's dawn when you look at the sky, how can you be white-sun-xuan-sexy under the bright sky?

This is so offensive to Pei Qing!

Jiang Muyang gritted his teeth, hugged the horse's neck with both hands, and slowly lifted his sore and numb waist, as if to leave the horse's back.

Stay away from the damn old man!

He didn't want to ride with Pei Qing for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Pei Qing's hand quickly grabbed his waist, and he couldn't help but press down heavily, Jiang Muyang sat back on the horse's back again, his face was as rosy as it should be.

The eye sockets were wet and red, as if crystal clear tears might fall at any moment.

"Yang Yang, don't move around." Pei Qing groped, grabbed Jiang Muyang's hand from behind, and interlocked his fingers, "Wait a minute."

"What are you waiting for?" Jiang Muyang asked with a heavy nasal voice, "Are you really Pei Qing?"

"I am." After a pause, Pei Qing's voice sounded a little heavy, "Yang Yang, you see, I'm actually not as useless as you think, and I can make you happy."

He was sure that Jiang Muyang must be happy tonight, because before he and Jiang Muyang double cultivated, Jiang Muyang cried and cursed again, and the scene was once chaotic.

But tonight, Jiang Muyang was smiling almost the whole time, the intoxicated expression on his face was so touching.

He really loved Jiang Muyang so much, he wished he could be with him all the time and never be separated.Even if they die, their flesh and blood should be fused together.

"Yangyang, I love Yang Yang, I like Yang Yang, I can't do without Yang Yang..."

Pei Qing rubbed his face against Jiang Muyang's wet back neck, sniffing deeply the faint fragrance of his body, and from time to time, lightly pecked his neck and shoulder blades, leaving bright red hickey marks.

Jiang Muyang couldn't bear Pei Qing's point of view. Every time the love became deep, Pei Qing liked to fuck him hard, while whispering in his ear that he loved him, liked him, and called him yangPositive.

He was so intoxicated in the gentle countryside that Pei Qing had woven for him that he almost couldn't extricate himself.

By coincidence, he acquiesced to Pei Qing's request of "wait a little longer".

Anyway, they are old couples, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.

What's more, here is a barren mountain and wild ridge, with no one inhabited for a hundred miles around, and it's midnight now, not to mention a living person, even a ghost can't be seen.

At this time, it is especially suitable for doing three things: killing people and burying corpses, organizing groups to rob—tombs, and wild—fighting.

Jiang Muyang's breath became more and more chaotic, the belt was stretched across his wrist, and it had been torn apart, and the clothes were hanging loosely at the knees, which had already been crumpled and stained with a lot of dirt, definitely can't wear it.

He thought that when Pei Qing said wait a little longer, he wanted to relive the feeling of ecstasy just now. Who would have thought that when he said wait a little longer, it would mean another round.

After Jiang Muyang realized this, he was both angry and funny. He didn't know when he didn't satisfy Pei Qing, why Pei Qing was so hungry and thirsty, as if he had never seen a man in a long time.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Pei Qing to bite Jiang Muyang's earlobe again, saying like Yang Yang, love Yang Yang.

Jiang Muyang had nothing to do with Pei Qing, but the ugly horse was already very tired, and it had run wildly for at least seven or eighty miles, and now it hung its head and swayed forward slowly.

Not to mention that Pei Qing disliked the slow running of the horse, even Jiang Muyang began to miss the feeling just now.

Simply in Pei Qing's arms, he twisted his body to hook his neck, and then both of them flew off the horse, and rolled on the grass with the momentum, rolling more than ten times in a row before barely coming to a stop.

By chance, Jiang Muyang temporarily climbed onto Pei Qing's body. His skin was white, his hair was disheveled, and his complexion was flushed. He looked like Guanyin under the moon, sitting on a lotus flower.

And Pei Qing was like a believer, looking up at Jiang Muyang obsessively.

"Pei Qing, what do you want me to say about you? There's really nothing I can do about you." Jiang Muyang took a deep breath, and laughed a little helplessly, "I never thought that the old-fashioned man would be enlightened."

Pei Qing was unbearably ashamed, his eyelids were filled with desire—Huo Huan was unusually red, and his hands tightly pinched Jiang Muyang's waist.

When Jiang Muyang was speaking, he couldn't help but raised it in the air.

Jiang Muyang knew that Pei Qing would slip his hands again later, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Don't move, let me go! I can do it, let me do it myself!"

He "snapped" twice and opened Pei Qing's hands. In order to prevent Pei Qing from moving around, Jiang Muyang specially tied his hands with a belt.

Pulling one end of the belt, Jiang Muyang made a very childish "drive", as if pulling a horse's rein, and even imitated the action of riding a horse.

...

When everything was over, the east side was turned white, and Jiang Muyang was so tired that he collapsed in Pei Qing's arms, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

I don't know how long it took before there was a slight sound in the distance.

Accompanied by the restless stamping of the horses, several woodcutters who went up the mountain to cut firewood came.

"Have you heard? The Taiyin Temple at the bottom of the mountain has been restless recently. Three people have died in a row, and each of their bodies is hung in a bamboo forest in front of the temple. It is haunted at night, and oftenLet out a strange cry!"

"I've also heard that the three people who died were all young and handsome boys. They were really vicious. It's fine to kill people, and they even planed their bodies like that. They didn't know how to dig a hole on the spot and bury them.It’s fine to throw the broken corpses in the hut... Anyone who passes by at night and sees it will be frightened to death.”

"The government has sent several waves of people to investigate, but no case has been settled until now. People have been panicking for a while, and no one dares to go to the Taiyin Temple to worship. If you want me to say, there must be something evil. The people from the government goIt’s useless, we have to find someone who cultivates the Tao.”

Jiang Muyang held his breath, fearing that they would be spotted by others, he dared to get up slowly when they were far away, and rummaged through the Qiankun bag, but found no clean clothes.

Pei Qing's clothes were too loose for him to wear, so after thinking about it, he had to go to Mrs. Fanyun to give him the ring.

Sure enough, they found clean clothes. The color was mostly azure blue, and there were also some dark gold, but no matter what, the texture of the clothes was excellent.

The most rare thing is that the size fits very well. It seems that Mrs. Yun is a new dress tailored for Jiang Muyang.

"Pei Qing, you may not remember. The demon and I tracked down the leg bones before, and found six other bones. They must have come from the same person."

"Later, the heart demon let go of the leg bones, and also placed a tracking talisman, so that we can find it later."

Jiang Muyang said while getting dressed, Pei Qing got dressed before him, and walked around behind him to tie his hair.

"Try it later and see if you can trace the whereabouts of the leg bones. In any case, let's piece together the remains first."

Jiang Muyang handed the rattan hairpin to Pei Qing, thought for a while, and then touched his wrist, Xuanlong was still sleeping wrapped around his wrist.

It may be that he and Demon Venerable staged a dragon swallowing dragon before. His mana was consumed too quickly, he was seriously injured, and suddenly turned into a human form. He was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep.

But it's not a big problem, the injury has improved visibly with the naked eye, and think I'll wake up soon.

Jiang Muyang coiled Xuanlong through his clothes, and when he turned around again, he saw Pei Qing holding the rattan hairpin in a daze.

There was still such an incomprehensible look on his face.

"Pei Qing, what are you looking at? Are there flowers on the rattan hairpin? My eyes are about to pop out."

Only then did Pei Qing look away, and raised his head to ask: "Yang Yang, the heart demon... the heart demon used this thing to be with you..."

"Yeah, what's the matter, what's the problem?" Jiang Muyang fastened his belt, and his figure looked very tall and straight. He was tall and tall, and the pines were as emerald as green. He said with a smile, "The body is yours, the devilIt's also your inner demon, let you take advantage of everything, if you get less, you'll be a good boy!"

"Bring the rattan hairpin, let me tell you, don't even think about making use of the rattan hairpin, I won't allow it."

He still has a dull pain in his back now, even though Pei Qing rubbed the medicine on him, the pain was so sore that he was almost numb.

If he plays with vines again...he's going to die, okay?

Fortunately, Pei Qing didn't insist, but he still couldn't quite look straight at Jiang Muyang putting this kind of little thing that made love on the bed and added flirtatiousness to his hair openly and squarely.

Every time Pei Qing sees it, a series of stories will always appear in his mind.