Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

The day before leaving the valley, Zongluo wanted to make three chapters with Yu Beizhou.

Specifically, it is reflected in the fact that they either make it clear, or they turn their faces and don’t recognize people when they leave the valley.

Yu Beizhou, who was working hard, hummed.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and it slid down the bridge of his tall nose. Zong Luo remembered that he was pressed against a tree stump just now, and he couldn't see Yu Beizhou's face. On the red, nothing can be said.

However, he stopped talking, but Yu Beizhou had no intention of letting him go.

He slowly slowed down his movements, helping to sweep Zong Luo's long hair behind his ears.

Just like the principle of practicing swords, it is different from the frenzy that makes people shattered and almost knocked over by their heads. The sword without rules is fast and ruthless. However, it is coherent, and the slow release of the sword actually deepens the illusion of being possessed and prolongs the time of sword practice.

"Senior brother, it's really disappointing to say such things at such a time."

Of course, Zongluo swears by his personal experience, this person said so, but he did not show any disappointment, but his interest was a little higher.

"Then according to what the senior brother said... Does it mean that when you go out of the valley, you have to make a clean break with the junior brother?"

The red-clothed youth sighed, and the breath that came out made the white-clothed prince's ears itchy: "Obviously, he is still doing such a thing with his junior brother, so he started to distance himself from it. Senior senior brother is too ruthless."

Saying that, the tip of the sword was sent to the wound again as if venting its anger, in exchange for a muffled groan.

Zongluo had already prepared for pain, but this time he didn't.

He really couldn't figure it out, it was obvious that Yu Beizhou's skills were too bad ten days ago. How could I have filled up a lot of theoretical knowledge insanely these days, and I was able to become proficient to this level after reading some of the villain books on the prints.

"Senior brother actually said that we are strangers. Oh... that's good. So when brother sees other strangers on the street, he would do the same thing with them?"

Yu Beizhou firmly clasped his fingers, and his low voice could not distinguish between joy and anger: "Junior brother doesn't know, senior brother is so shameless."

In a trance, Zong Luo recalled that when he was in the Guigu Hall that day, this man leaned into his ear and said in a hoarse voice, Senior Brother, do you want to know how much I hate you, and then said with a sullen smile that you don't know. . So he then used his own practice to express his deep-rooted hatred.

For a moment, Zong Luo really thought he was going to be broken.

Of course, at that time there was only heart-wrenching pain. Now that Yu Beizhou has learned a little bit of the essence, he started to open a dyeing workshop after giving some color.

"Besides, since Senior Brother said this is the last time, shouldn't you be more proactive?"

Saying that, Yu Beizhou really stopped.

Blue veins burst out on his arms, but he fell backwards, leaning against the tree trunk like this, his red cuffs slipped, and he propped his head up, looking at him calmly.

Zongluo: "..."

The words that are spoken, the water that is poured out.

Take the initiative to take the initiative, who is afraid of whom? !

He gritted his teeth, and was really fascinated by this lard.

As a result, after a few times, it became slower and harder each time.

"what are you doing!"

Zongluo glared at him.

Obviously, it was rare for him to take the initiative once, but Yu Beizhou was better, and he still deliberately made trouble there.

The latter pretended to sigh: "It's rare for senior brother to be so enthusiastic, but unfortunately it's too slow, junior brother can't wait."

The red-clothed youth smiled and hugged him, suddenly pulling the man into his arms, so fierce that he seemed to be nailed here.

"Since it's the last time, let Junior Brother come."

Yu Beizhou never said that, in fact, he especially liked to see his brother's expression at such a time.

Fading away the indifference that is high and unreachable, every trace of every inch of expression changes can be seen, the occasional whimper leaking from the depths of the throat, the embarrassment that the tip of the ear is dyed red after being aware of it, and the look of the pupils sagging when he is absent and trembling. .

The peach blossoms all over the tree fell in a whirl and fell into the bend of the river, and the overflowing juice was fragrant and fragrant.

......

Sure enough, just as Zong Luo said, after he got up from the Hanyu bed the next day, he immediately turned his face and didn't recognize anyone.

Although there is not the prince's uniform that he wears most often in the Ghost Valley, there are still white clothes.

Zong Luo changed into a red and white long placket, and saw that Yu Beizhou, who had already been dressed up, was standing there lazily with his chest crossed, holding a red hairband in his hand.

"I'll tie my brother's hair."

Apparently, someone was still brooding about seeing Pei Qianxue braid his hair that day.

However, Zong Luo didn't eat his set, he turned his back and took out a headband by himself, and fastened it with three or two strokes. I answered his sentence in advance that he is a stranger when he comes out of the valley.

Yu Beizhou put away the hairband regretfully, but didn't say much.

However, based on what Zongluo knew about him, it was impossible for this guy to just let it go.

Sure enough, when he went to the back mountain of Guigu, Zongluo was embarrassed to find that because Guiguzi had dispersed unrelated people in the valley, there was only a red sweaty horse in the stable.

This should be the last time Guiguzi finished going out and returned to the horse he rode in the valley.

"To see my senior brother, I have to ride a horse with my junior brother."

Yu Beizhou took the reins and smiled very happily.

Under the cover of his cold killing intent, the wild and untamable horse immediately obediently and obediently bowed its long neck like a rabbit, expressing submission.

Zong Luo did not speak with a cold face.

He saw that Yu Beizhou had put on a double saddle, and then he flew on the horse.

After seeing Zongluo sit down, the young man in red got on the horse very naturally, carried the person in front of him and sat down, and then went around his shoulders, wrapping the person firmly in the narrow space between his chest and arms: "Back then, Ghost Valley When I was in the school, my brother's equestrian skills were not as good as mine. If you want to hold the rope, you should also let the junior brother come."

They brought no baggage.

Zongluo remembered Guiguzi's words and conveyed them to Yu Beizhou.

The latter seemed to have little interest in the inheritance of the Raoshizi Ghost Valley. But in the end, Guiguzi is still his master. Let’s not talk about respecting teachers and respecting Taoism. If there is no Guigu, there will be no King of Beining who will be all-powerful in the future. So I took the time to go to the secret room, got the Ghost Valley token, went to the top of the snow mountain to enter the root incense, walked through the motions, and it was over.

After holding the person firmly, the jujube red horse rushed out like an arrow from the string.

When leaving, facing the cold wind in front of him, Zong Luo couldn't help but look back.

However, after leaving for a few dozen miles, the valley was obscured by a fog that came from nowhere.

Who would have thought that the ghost valley, which is famous all over the world and I don't know where it is, would be hidden here.

Just like this half month of healing, it was the most harmonious and warmest time between him and Yu Beizhou. Even if the things he did during this period were so absurd that one dared not think about them, they were sweet enough to be stolen.

If nothing unexpected, Zongluo will not come here again in the future.

Left, the dream also woke up. He told himself so.

Soon, Zong Luo knew that he was wrong, that it was outrageously wrong.

No matter how resolute the heart is, it can't resist the trouble of a Yu Beizhou on the road.

The distance on the back of the horse is such a big distance, and the sweaty BMW is enough to run, and no matter how to avoid it, it will stick together irresistibly.

At first, the bump was tolerable. However, as he ran, Zong Luo realized that something was wrong.

They have already come out of Ghost Valley. Although there is a wilderness all around, in the end, in broad daylight, Zongluo and Yu Beizhou just made a clear line not long ago, so it's hard to say much.

But if he didn't say it, someone started to get in the way.

Zong Luo moved forward a little, and he followed suit. Not only that, but he even slowly unbuttoned his hair that he had just tied.

When Zongluo finally couldn't bear it anymore, Yu Beizhou just took advantage of it and adjusted his position, burying his head in the shoulder of the white-robed prince.

He is particularly fond of this posture, which can not only smell the fragrance of the neck and hair, but also make people feel a sense of satisfaction.

"Yu Beizhou!"

Zong Luo let out a low growl, and the next second the horse's hoof stepped over a small pebble. His angry words were immediately interrupted by rapid breathing.

The red-clothed youth held the reins in both hands and sat firmly on the horse.

If someone sees this scene, it will only make people feel angry and wanton.

No one could have imagined that the place where the clothes on the saddle were stacked was actually covered with such filth.

The prince in white has red eyes: "Get out of here!"

The aggrieved Baba's voice was stuck behind his ears, implying endless desires and thoughts, but it was a bit more sexy and bewitched, making people blush and ears red, "I can't stick to it."

Zongluo: "..."

At the end of his birthday, Yu Beizhou acted like a big dog.

Especially this man was licking and biting, and rubbing against the piece of flesh on his neck with sharp tiger teeth.

The other hand also let go of the reins at some point and went around dishonestly to the front.

It wasn't until Zong Luo didn't pay attention and was completely attacked from the front and back that he realized that he was in the game.

The horse is still bumping, and there seems to be a faint white smoke lingering in the middle of the mountains not far away, and it is obvious that there is a family in the depths of the white clouds.

Who knows if this shameless scene will be seen.

Zongluo was ashamed and annoyed for a while, and he was so angry that he immediately scuffled with Yu Beizhou.

The flat grassland that happened to have come to an end was replaced by a loess road full of stones.

Once the horse is upside down, the Tai A sword hanging by the saddle is moved once. No one was holding the hilt, and the body of the epee couldn't be completely retracted into the scabbard, just a little bit, stuck at the front end, slipping from time to time due to inertia, but even more tormented by the bumps that had no time to take care of.

Zongluo didn't notice it, but Yu Beizhou had already noticed it.

While the latter was parrying his fists and riding his horse, he still had the will to do evil.

"Da da da... coo chi."

The crunch of the running horse's hooves overlapped with the sticky sound, like an elongated game.

To a certain extent, Zong Luo couldn't exert himself anymore, and was so angry that he kicked the man off the horse, and simply grabbed the reins himself.

He took a few deep breaths, calmed his rapid breathing, sat upright on the back of the horse, and directed the sweaty BMW to step on the spot, looking down at the red and white mass on the ground.

"If you can't take care of yourself, don't even think about getting on the horse, just walk over by yourself."

Yu Beizhou sighed faintly, propped up his upper body, and let his dusty ink hair fall.

He pointed to the wet saddle, and meant something: "It's not difficult for junior brother to clean up himself, but senior brother... Do you want to go to the military camp like this?"