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Guardians 05
It was evening when Jiang Fu returned to Fengyue peak. Just as Jiang Fu walked into the yard, he saw Tie Niu walking out of the house. He hadn’t seen him in just a month. He found that the other party had grown taller, with sharp eyebrows. The dark eyes are like a secluded pool. (Watch and watch)
Tie Niu smiled at him, and the coldness in an instant disappeared, and his smile was gentle and respectful.
"Master, you are back."
Jiang Fu nodded slightly, pushed the door straight and walked in. The room was already equipped with a steaming bathtub. Although the cultivator could use the cleaning spell to keep himself clean, Jiang Fu was still used to such a warm bath.
He raised his hand at will, and Tie Niu who followed him easily walked forward and undressed him.
Jiang Fu discussed magic repairs with other cultivating sects at the foot of the mountain. He also went to investigate relevant information nearby. After a full month of work, he came back. His face showed a rare fatigue, and he waited for nothing else. Let Tie Niu go out if you swear.
Tie Niu lowered his eyebrows and hung his clean robe on the screen, quietly stepped back and guarded the door.
He won the trial meeting four years ago, and then became Jiang Fu's disciple.
After staying in Fengyue Peak for a month, he offered to Jiang Fu to be his internal disciple. The internal disciple is the lowest and busiest among the inner disciples. He is responsible for the clutter and has no time to accept anything. Trial.
Jiang Fu was unwilling to give up on him at first, but seeing that he has made no progress since entering Fengyue Peak, there is indeed nothing to do. After asking his wishes many times, he finally stopped insisting and allowed him to become his own internal disciple.
Although Tie Niu had weak spiritual roots and worked hard for a long time only to be a little better than the outer disciple, but after becoming an internal disciple, it made Jiang Fu particularly appropriate.
Sometimes Jiang Fu can't make a single look, and Tie Niu will tacitly hand over a cup of tea or a scroll he often reads. Tie Niu is like his shadow, without any sense of existence but indispensable.
The thin door panel revealed a halo. Jiang Fu thought that he was still the disciple of the internal affairs under the cultivation base, and had not set up any soundproofing techniques around the house, so Tie Niu could clearly hear the dripping sound inside. The slight sound of splashing water sneaked into his ears from every inch of the window edge.
Warm and wet.
When you close your eyes, you can imagine the infinite whiteness. Tie Niu stood motionless, her turbulent breathing was firmly restrained in her throat, and a blood-red gleam was faintly glowing in the depths of her drooping eyes.
It was not long before Jiang Fu was washed, but after a full hour today, Jiang Fu did not ask him to go in and clean up.
Tie Niu asked loudly and hesitated several times, but didn't get an answer. A faint worry arose in his heart, and he shouted for the last time.
"Master! The disciple is offended!"
After waiting for a second, he opened the door decisively and rushed in. When he walked around behind the screen, he was suddenly stunned.
The wood-colored bathtub raised curls of water vapor, Jiang Fu leaned his head against the edge of the bathtub, and slept soundly with his eyes closed.
The long black hair, like a waterfall, floats on the clear water, tangled softly like countless branches growing in the forest, enticing the intruder to be bound willingly.
His shoulders and neck lines are beautiful when exposed on the water, and the wet water drops on it seem to glow, making people dazzled.
Tie Niu's blood was ramming indiscriminately in his limbs, and he was a little breathless for a while, and his face was flushed.
After a long while, he walked to the bathtub lightly, stared at Jiang Fu intently, swallowed and asked in a low voice.
"Master? My disciple can help you rest."
Jiang Fu seemed to be really tired, but he didn't even wake up. His sleeping face was quiet and soft, without the cold and estrangement in the weekdays, like a fairy who fell into the world, once he was caught in the smoke, he could no longer escape.
Tie Niu's breath was unconsciously held, and he didn't dare to startle him at all. His straight gaze was like a greedy snake Xinzi licking his smooth forehead, thick and long eyelashes, tall nose and pink lips. valve.
Flawless, beautiful and delicious.
"Master, the disciple is offended."
Tie Niu gently sighed with strange pleasure. He stretched out his hand and pressed Jiang Fu's shoulder. The smooth touch was like good bone china, which made you love it.
Everyone in Tiangan Sect knows Jiang Fu's inviolability. No one dares to approach him easily, and he is used to keeping a distance from everyone.
So after realizing that he was being touched, even in a deep dream, he subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, frowned, and his trembling eyelashes were struggling to open.
Tie Niu's strength was slightly heavier, leaving red finger marks on his greasy shoulders.
At the same time, a cloud of chaotic black mist spread out from him, slowly rising to envelop Jiang Fu in the bathtub, seeming to drill in along his flesh and blood, and soon disappeared.
But Jiang Fu, who was about to wake up, was suddenly motionless and fell into a deep sleep that could not be broken away.
A slight smile floated on Tie Niu's face, his fingertips rubbed the corners of Jiang Fu's eyes, and he lowered his head lovingly to sniff the scented fragrance. The misty water mist was evenly stained with a somewhat indistinct ambiguity. Suffering and wanting.
"Master"
The low voice gradually overflowed with uncontrollable desire and paranoia. The heavy love turned into a gloomy obsession in the turbulent entanglement over the years, as if the haze overwhelming the only trace of light. Not to be separated.
His blushing lips were repeatedly licked, Jiang Fu always lay unconsciously in his arms, unsuspectingly, like a sweet little beast with all his minions pulled out, he was swallowed inch by inch by the ferocious hunting beast. Biting, swallowing all the way into the stomach.
He leaned on Tie Niu's chest softly, wearing only a snow-white robe, his slender and flexible body was looming, and his hanging feet were dripping with wet water marks, leaving a trail on the ground.
Tie Niu hugged Jiang Fu on the bed, then knelt by the bed and looked at the quietly sleeping person obsessively, his voice full of grievances.
"Master, you have never sent a letter this month, I miss you so much."
He leaned his head reluctantly and kissed the dimple on Jiang Fu's cheek, holding his hand against his face, with an affectionate attitude like a loving couple.
Jiang Fu naturally did not speak, and the drooping eyelashes dropped a circle of shadows on the white eyelids, and the lining skin became whiter and greasy and clean, and it could be broken by blowing.
He tilted his head slightly, the lines of the neck fossa were beautiful and moving, and the concave clavicle fossa showed a graceful arc. Alluring people just wanted to fill it with exclusive marks.
Tie Niu's eyes were darkened, and the terrible emotions that filled the depths made people frightening. He bent down slightly, and his slender hand leaned in from the robe covering Jiang Fu's body, slowly kneading it with love.
The low sigh was full of regret.
"Master, when will you find out?"
In the early morning of the next day, Han Yu took the scroll to Fengyue Peak. When he entered the courtyard, he met Jiang who had opened the door. Han Yu raised his eyebrows, looking at his lazy appearance with loose clothes, and whistling maliciously.
"Oh, Chengshui, if someone sees your appearance, it is really a great beauty in the realm of cultivation."
Jiang Fu pressed his brow and glanced at him, and said helplessly.
"Senior brother, don't make fun of me. I slept for too long after coming back yesterday, and I just woke up."
He closed his clothes, and then sat down at the jade table in the courtyard. Tie Niu, who appeared behind him somehow, brought the teapot and made two cups of tea, then quietly stepped aside.
Han Yu sat opposite him, shrugged while handing him the scroll.
"We cultivators could have closed the five senses, but you have to stay asleep as you did before practicing. How much time is wasted."
"If the time mentioned by the brother refers to going down the mountain in the flower alley or sneaking into another school to make trouble, then I would rather sleep in the house peacefully.
Jiang Fu opened the scroll without lifting his head, and after looking at it for a while, he put it down, his face as plain as water.
Han Yu asked strangely.
"Is there still no one you are looking for? This is the last person I can find with the surname Yuan."
Jiang Fu shook his head, as if he had expected such a result long ago, and said with a smile.
"Senior brother, don't worry, the person I'm looking for will always appear."
Han Yu sighed, picked up the teacup and shook it, and said with emotion.
"You are really obsessive, too. Suddenly you are looking for a guy whose surname is Yuan. After looking for so many years, you still refuse to give up. Why, who is she? Could it be the little girl you never forget before you cultivated?"
The Tie Niu behind Jiang Fu had a sudden stop, and gave Jiang Fu a heavy glance.
"No"
Jiang Fu thought for a while, even if he finds Yuan Chen in the future, he still has to tell them, it is better to give them psychological preparations at this time.
So he paused, then changed his words.
"That's it, but he is a man and my future Taoist companion."
"what?"
At the same time, it was Han Yu and Tie Niu who were stunned. Jiang Fu smiled with his chin, and replied in a serious manner.
"Yes, it is indeed the baby relative before I cultivated, but he may have forgotten me, so I want to find him sooner, lest he be snatched by others."
Han Yu looked at him incredulously and asked in surprise.
"Unexpectedly, Chengshui, you are such an infatuated person, but you are now a real person in the cultivation world. What if he is not a cultivation person, or even is dead, then what should you do?"
Tie Niu behind Jiang Fu stared at him, his face strained nervously.
Jiang Fu smiled carelessly. The unquestionable and resolute affection for the unknown person is a silent thunder cast in front of anyone who admires him, and the jealous heart of the excited person almost oozes.
"No, I will definitely find him."
Han Yu sighed and shook his head, and said jokingly.
"There are quite a few grievous young girls in the realm of cultivation now."
Jiang Fu smiled and stopped talking about this topic.
"How about the second brother, why aren't you with you?"
"Little Li is still at the bottom of the mountain. Yesterday, the big sects were attacked by Moxiu on the way back. You went back early, and Little Li and I stayed and dealt with it. Now he is doing the aftermath."
Jiang Fu's smile constricted, and frowned.
"Is the situation serious?"
Han Yu shook his head, his face also became serious.
"Like before, every recent magic repair change seems to be a deliberate provocation, leaving not many clues."
Jiang Fu rubbed the rim of the teacup, his eyes drooping with coldness, and he commanded after a moment of contemplation.
"Call all the disciples to gather in the hall for a while, this time I will completely solve the matter of magic repair."
He became the new head as early as three years ago, and he is usually indifferent, but once he gives orders as head, no one dares to disobey.
Han Yu's face changed slightly, and he stood up and bent down slightly, saluting respectfully.
"Yes, the head."