It’s Not Easy Being a Master

The light around was a little dim, and the tiredness was seeping out of the bones. Shen Zhixian felt that there was no trace of strength on his body. The eyes just opened and the eyelids began to fish.

He looked at it with painstaking attention, only to find that it was not above Wufeng, but in a familiar and unfamiliar room.

It's familiar because the layout here seems to be arranged according to his preferences, and it's strange because he's sure he's been in the room in the future.

Suddenly, a warm and humid touch came from the chest, and Shen Zhixian was excited, only to find Yan Jin holding him in one hand and holding a parchment in the other, wiping his body softly and carefully.

The upper body is not in inches, making Shen Zhixuan very insecure, every inch of skin is shuddering, Shen Zhixian takes a breath in the bottom of her heart-what is Yan Jin doing? Is it so exciting?

He wanted to ask, if he tried his best, he could only make a humming sound, but Yan Jinyi would not listen.

Shen Zhixian had no choice but to feel Yan Jin's gaze swept across his upper body as he patted it to the scorching heat, making him want to curl up evenly with his toes.

However, he had no strength. At this time, he seemed to be just a wandering soul attached to this body, unable to move, and unable to be sensed by Yan Jin. He could only be passive, and let Yan Jin wipe away a little.

Repeatedly, wiped three back and forth.

I do n’t know what kind of potion was on the puddle. A faint scent of medicine lingered around the nose. Shen Zhixian felt as if he had become a cooked, red shrimp, peeled and slid in Yan Jin ’s hands. Curled inside.

After wiping the upper body, Yan Jin tossed the papa away aside, and began to repeatedly press and rub on several large acupoints on Shen Zhixian's body, and then passed the spiritual power into his body, gently soothing and moistening his veins.

Shen Zhixian was kneaded comfortably by him, and the fatigue in his bones was slightly relieved by two points, squinting helplessly.

When he was drowsy, someone suddenly hesitated outside the door and said, "Respect the Lord, there is ..."

Shen Zhixian was shocked and awake, but he did not hear what the outsider said, "There is one", because Yan Jin soon interrupted the obituary outside: "No."

The outer head snorted immediately. Shen Zhixian was a little curious. He looked up at Yan Jin, but Yan Jin didn't seem to see his soberness, and only gently put a warm and humid kiss at the corners of his eyes and lips: "See you when you wake up, watch Look at me? "

His tone was too low, as if begging, Shen Zhixuan didn't know what to do, he heard a sour heart and wanted to hug him, but he couldn't move, but he could only hold Yan Jin in his heart while thinking, today This dream was a little strange. When I turned back to the dream and saw the real person, he must hug Yan Jin well.

Yan Jin hugged him and rubbed for a while, put on his shirt loosely, helped him to lie down again, changed Zhang Pazi, soaked the potion, and walked back.

This time Yan Jin extended her hand to Shen Zhixian's pants.

This movement was too sensitive. When the ties on the trousers were untied, Shen Zhixian felt that the string in his head was also cut off. I wondered where the strength came from. He suddenly broke through the invisible restraint and grabbed it. Yan Jin's hand: "Don't--"

"Nothing?"

Yan Jin's voice full of doubts rang in her ear. Shen Zhixian didn't think about it. She subconsciously continued the second half of the sentence: "Take off my pants ..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly returned to his senses, his eyes flickered, and the darkness remained, but he changed the scene and returned to Wufeng. The light moonlight even led the person in front of him to the bottom of his eyes, and Shen Zhi snorted quietly. After a moment, he gently coughed and sat up straight.

However, Xiao Cao Bu suddenly emerged from Yan Jin's shoulder, and jumped happily, jumping to the shoulder of Shen Zhixian, and I wondered what mysterious Hercules he ate. This time, I bumped into Shen Zhixian, who was unprepared. Lean back.

Shen Zhixian also grasped Yan Jin's hand, and Yang Yang also pulled Yan Jin along. Yan Jinming was able to stand still, but he didn't know what he thought when he turned his thoughts. Instead of standing still, he fell down with Shen Zhixuan's strength, and then pressed halfway on Shen Zhixian's body with his elbow resting on Shen Zhixian's cheek.

Shen Zhixian: "..."

The grass sprout, who didn't know what he did, jumped up and down on the shoulders of both of them. After a while, they saw that they both ignored it. It jumped away angrily, and rushed into Shen Zhixian's house with two left. People face each other outside.

"Oh ... sit up and talk well?"

Yan Jin thoughtfully: "Who wants to take off the old-fashioned pants?" There were waves in his eyes, and the stars were faintly cold.

Shen Zhixian Gu said about him, and shifted the topic: "A Jin, are you in my dream or is it true?"

Yan Jin didn't answer, his dark eyes fixed on him.

Shen Zhixian couldn't stand his eyes, sighed helplessly, and said, "I just had a dream, maybe a dream ..."

Shen Zhixian talked about the strange dream of Fang Cai in a few simple words, and then talking, he suddenly saw Yan Jin's expression condensed for a moment, and any thought flashed, he frowned, "Ajin, you are honest with I said, what's going on? Isn't that a fantasy dream, right? "

Last night, he was in a bad mood, holding Yan Jin to clear his mind and didn't want to think about anything. Today, he calmed down and thought about what was going on.

He is now sure that he is not wearing a book. He was originally a person from this world. After being taken away from the house, he went to the so-called modern life ... but how this wrong way is wrong, he Never thought about it.

And his rebirth ...

He looked up at Yan Jin, and said with a firm voice: "A Jin, you have memories of the last life, haven't you?"

Yan Jin's lips trembled, and it seemed difficult to open her teeth.

Shen Zhixian repeatedly jumped on the edge of the truth but couldn't enter. Anxious in her heart, she pushed Yan Jin anxiously, in turn pressed him underneath, and quickly asked in tone: "We have known each other long ago. But then I was robbed ... you know I was robbed, right? "

"Last life-let's call it the last life, what did you do after I died to make time go back?"

"Where are you now? Is this a dream or a reality?"

Successive problems smashed over, Yan Jin's expression became heavier, remorse and pain rolled under his red eyes, his throat moved, and a hoarse voice called out: "See you at the age ... I ..."

Every word spit out seemed to be bloody, Yan Jin said hardly: "I'm sorry ..."

Shen Zhixian sighed softly, lowered her head, hitting his forehead, her intimate posture, and nasal breathing entangled. When he spoke softly, his lips would even touch Yan Jin's lips.

"Don't blame you, A Jin, don't blame you ... I just want to know what's going on here, tell me?"

His voice is very gentle, like Xiao Yan Jin who couldn't sleep a lot many years ago, his eyes are all gentle and forgiving.

Yan Jin blinked slowly, it seemed to be finally decided, her voice was hoarse when she said, "After the last life ... I ..."

The author has something to say: This is the ending, Thomas Spiral Cavern, I am short and regretful, and come back as soon as possible.

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Xiaomi Mi puts a little friend's new article "The First Sword in the World" by fortune telling

Copywriting:

# 做 就 就 做 天下第一 剑! #

#Actually get the soul flying soul without effort:) #

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Wanli got the chance after his death and got a chance to be born again.

But there is no lunch for nothing.

Because the soul is unstable, he is willing to give him the opportunity of rebirth to give him only one wish.

"I want you to worship Master Yun and be the first sword in the world."

At that time, I didn't know that the wish of the deceased, that is, the answer was the curse of life and death.

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After getting the flesh, the literary scholar of the past ten thousand miles had no choice but to be forced to take up his own weapon for survival.

Masters and brothers: Masters get up early and practice swords in greed, so diligent! Really a model of my generation!

Miles: No ...

Everyone: Brother Wan is talented and hardworking!

Miles: No! You do n’t understand!

-Either practice sword or die

-Not much to say, what is this human suffering.

ps: ①Master and apprentice. It is an easy and easy upgrade stream, the talent of the male lead is different.

② There are golden fingers and also a face.

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Thanks to Xiao Kuo for Jiang Yuanyuan's rocket launcher x1;

Thanks for the little cute title mine x2;

Thanks to Xiaokuo's nutrition liquid:

5 bottles of long case; 4 bottles of ink cold; 3 bottles of purse that has never been fat;

(づ ￣3￣) づ ╭ 啾 ~