Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

"Get up!"

The volley of Mo Xuan made a long sigh, and the dragon head swayed gently, passing over the light gray clouds. The dust settled, and there was no more life. After Jun Yanzhi saw the heads of the heads, the five major factions arranged their clothes and sent the disciples back to the readings.

Finally on the turtle, everyone gradually settled.

Wen Jing looked down and found a quiet corner to sit down and talked to the ground with branches.

Jun Yanzhi also sat down with him and whispered: "Is it bad?"

The voice was as soft as water, and Wen Jing was flustered. He quickly looked up and said: "No, there is no bad mood. Brother, many people want to talk to you, you are going to entertain them."

Wen Jing quietly pointed to a group of disciples who looked at him not far away: "There are people who have saved you by yourself, waiting to thank you."

He said that he did not know how it tasted. They hurt the people in secret, and then rescued them. They also accepted their worship and gratitude with ease. This is awkward in any case, as if they had stolen other people’s money and then lend them generously.

Jun Yanzhi whispered: "Teacher... I was too anxious that night?"

Wen Jing red face: "No, no."

"……That's good."

The silence of Jun Yan stood up for a while, and went to the crowd. Around ten people gathered around, and laughter and joy, surrounded by the group, attracted attention from everyone.

Not just myself, all the people here have been completely grasped by him.

Hearing people, he stood by and looked at him. He stood next to two or three disciples of Hengfeng, like the children who were left out.

Wen Jing looked at him, remembering his real name, and the "Ten" mark on his spine.

How can such a man with a temperament like a fairy be related to the whole thing? Don't say that others don't believe, Wen Jing himself has felt that there must be something wrong.

Jun Yanzhi’s gaze did not fall on him, just let him breathe. Wen Jing stood up and looked around, bowed his head and went to an inconspicuous corner, looking at the fleeting snow-capped mountains and the white mist that gradually dissipated.

Where is it wrong?

"You are a good brother."

Suddenly there was a man’s voice.

Wen Jing did not even need to turn his head: "How can you not join the fun?"

The tour seemed to be a smile that didn't agree: "He didn't save me. Why should I appreciate him? But you can see people admire, like being caught in the limelight, your face can't be hanged."

"...you are really idle."

The swimmer smiled and said: "How is this leisure? After you go back, you wait for my news, I will take you to see a good show."

Wen Jing smiled and said: "What is a good show?"

"It’s boring to say it. In short, when will I call you, you will come out with me in the middle of the night, do you know?"

Wen Jing can't help but come to the interest: "Speak and count."

The two are full of enthusiasm, and Wen Jing has never been so comfortable in the past few days, talking and laughing, and speaking more and more without scruples. The tour seemed to rely on him, and casually said: "Where did you go with your brother on the night when Heng Tianmen had just been involved? I didn't fall asleep that night, I want to chat with you, neither of you are reading. ”

Wen Jing’s smile immediately faded, and he whispered at the beginning and said, “My brother and I went to practice the sword in the middle of the night.”

"Two people practicing swords together?"

"Yes, two people practiced the sword together, and they didn't separate for a moment." Wen Jing bite his teeth.

"...It turned out to be like this." The mouth of the game appeared a touch of laughter, and the topic turned. "There are a lot of people who died this time."

"There are more than a dozen people who have been in a coma, but no one has died." Wen Jing whispered.

The game seemed to smile gently: "What do you think of those who are comatose? Jun Yan's temporary suppression of their demons will recur after a month or two. At that time, the monarchy is not there, they will not be in a few days. It will be tragic. It’s just that more than 80 people have been saved. It’s no big deal to die only a dozen...”

Wen Jing interrupted him ruthlessly: "The brothers are not gods, and they can save more than 80."

The tone was unusual and higher, and the people around them turned to look at them, and the atmosphere suddenly became like icing.

The tour seems to be low: "...what are you angry about? I have not said that he does not try his best."

Wen Jing also bowed his head and was upset: "........."

The tour seems like a smile: "You and I said what to do. After I go back, I call you at night, you remember."

Wen Jing nodded and looked normal again: "It's a good show to smell people, don't miss it."

The two men sweared as a vow, and they seemed to look up and immediately said, "Your brother is coming, I will withdraw first."

Wen Jing can not be denied, swimming like a burst of blue smoke. Jun Yanzhi slowly squatted in front of Wen Jing and stared at him: "The younger brother is talking like that?"

Wen Jing shrinks his neck: "Nothing... He asked me to go back and go out with him in the middle of the night to watch a good show."

"……Ok."

Jun Yanzhi took the hand of Wen Jing under the sleeve: "Sit down and take a break, you meditate, I will help you watch."

"Alright." Wenjing nodded and sat down quickly.

Meditate and meditate for two days. In the middle of the night, Wen Jing suddenly woke up.

In the dark, I couldn’t see my fingers. Even though I had left the snow-capped mountains, the cold wind in the middle of the night still made people feel cold. Wen Jing slightly hangs his head, relying on a person in his body, and the even breath of Jun Yan is heard between the necks.

He sighed in his heart and clenched his fists. The person in his arms moved so gently that he was close to him.

This person has already built a foundation, and he should not be afraid of the cold wind, but it is occasionally cold and weak. Wen Jing couldn't help but explore his arm and hugged him. His hand touched his face on his shoulder and made sure he was not frozen.

The head of the fur in the shoulder socket moved, and Jun Yan was silent, lying in the arms of Wen Jing.

The two, like a statue, maintained this position motionless.

At dawn, in the thick mist of the mountains, the green mountains and green mountains are looming.

"Arrived!"

I don't know who screamed, and the disciples who were sleeping and meditating slowly woke up.

Wen Jing quickly separated from Jun Yan, shook his sour arm and whispered: "Brother, we are here."

The night can always hide all the embarrassment, and now look at the face of Jun Yan, but it looks like no clothes, it makes people feel overwhelmed.

Jun Yanzhi slowly stood up, as if nothing had happened to pull Wen Jing: "I finally got home."

"Ok."

He Ling has already turned over the ink.

I can't wait to fly to my place of residence. The big turtle is standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down. My eyes just happened to fall on the huge Mo Xuan. I don't know what to think.

When Wen Jing picked it up, it became ignorant for a long time, finally finally figured out that the owner went home, and the eyes of the small beans followed him closely, for a moment.

He packed a large dish for the big turtle, and hurriedly took a cold shower and sat on the bed watching it swallow the fruit.

Jun Yanzhi wanted to come tonight, but Wen Jing was pushing it. Little wins the new marriage, tonight is the time of the big turtle and the big snake, no one can bother.

Wen Jing did not want to think about anything that happened in Hengtianmen. It was so mixed for the time being.

Sure enough, the giant python came tonight, but quietly squatting out the window, it seems that some eyes are afraid to come in.

Wen Jing smiled and pulled it in, touched the snake head, and fed it to eat. The giant cockroaches silently waited for a while in the corner of the bed, finally grievances to explore the head, and Wenjing closely attached.

Wen Jing had already been pushed to the edge of the bed by him, and suddenly he was shocked by the snake's head. He hugged the big turtle who almost fell out of bed, and said with anger: "Do you really think that you are in the corner? The bed has been taken up by you, and it’s so good to be pitiful? Don’t top it again! I want to fall. Go on!"

"咝咝-"

"What? Why move it inside."

"咝咝-"

The giants shrunk their bodies and did not dare to move any more.

Wen Jing quickly picked up the snake's head, and the voice shone with a cry: "Heart, baby, baby, I didn't marry you, huh? How can I be willing to marry you? You move in a little, huh?"

"咝咝-"

"Hey, I really didn't marry you, don't be upset, huh?"

"咝咝-"

"Okay, it's all my fault, you hit me. I won't say you anymore, huh?"

If you really want to think about it again, just calm down for a while.

Liu Qianmo was in a good mood, and quickly called Hui Shifeng everyone to cook and cook, and took out the good wine that had been hidden for decades, and washed the dust for three people. Jun Yanzhi did not drink much, but only faintly drank a few cups. He Ling and Wen Jing were repeatedly squandered and drunk, and they were drunk and unconscious.

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