Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

A year later, Yunxi elders lived.

The running water is simmering, the snow and ice are loose, and the chess game under the old tree is illusory. Elder Yunxi held a chess piece and gently licked his beard: "What does he mean this time?"

Li Qingyun stood beside him and said without hesitation: "What he means is to merge Hengyang Palace with Jianzong, unless there is a reason to say it."

Wen Jing sat not far away, and sighed in his heart.

Yunxi elder smiled slightly: "What reason does he want?"

Li Qingyun said calmly: "He didn't say this."

The elders of Yunxi turned to Wenjing: "What do you think?"

Wen Jingxin said: "The disciple does not know."

The elders of Yunxi touched the beard.

Li Qingyun said: "Now the magic is rampant, and many sects are deeply affected. Only Jun Yan can cure the disciples for the disciples. Heng Tianmen, Hong Fengjiao, and Shuiyue Palace are all wooing him. What should the elders do? ?"

The elders of Yunxi had been sinking for a long time, and finally the pieces in the hand fell, laughing and saying: "Qing Yun, you will talk again and again. This time you tell him, marriage."

Wen Jing’s eyes were slightly stunned.

Li Qingyun bowed his head and said: "I don't know which elder brother wants to marry him. I have a woman named Ji Keqing under my door. The ice is mutated and the face is beautiful. It can be..."

Wen Jing was so anxious that he couldn't sit still, staring at a pair of pitiful deer eyes looking at Yunxi.

The Yunxi elders can't see it like it. Shen Shen said: "Ji Keqing? She is a good candidate..."

Wen Jing said anxiously: "Qi Keqing, Ji Keqing is just a founding disciple, and there is no identity, so that she and Jun brothers are married, it seems too unremarkable."

Yunxi Elder: "Where do you say who is going to marry?"

"The disciple believes that since the brother of Jun is the master of the faction and wants him to belong to Jianzong, it also makes him aggrieved. I want to marry, only the head can survive him."

Li Qingyun looked at him coldly.

Yunxi elders licked his beard: "I am now the head of the generation, you want me to marry him?"

Wen Jing knows that Yunxi is playing with him, scratching his head and rushing to death. Yunxi smiled and smiled: "Qing Yun, you tell Jun Yanzhi, I send the head to marry him, let him pack his luggage, ready to marry!"

In the evening, Li Qingyun came back, in front of Yunxi and Wenjing: "Jun Yanzhi said, you can elaborate on the details of dowry, dowry and so on."

Wen Jing’s face was red, and some of his heart shouted in disbelief: Heaven... I want to be a brother!

He stood up and twitched: "The time is not early, the disciples do not disturb the elders to rest, go back first."

Yunxi looked at the sky and said: "Is it at the end of the month? Some snakes don't like to hibernate. They like to come over and go to the bed. If you want to go with him, let him less. The key point is the gift."

Wen Jing suddenly turned red, which feels like selling. Immediately, he said: "The disciple does not know what the elder is saying, and the disciple takes a step."

Yunxi shook his head: "Go."

The day was already lingering, the night was gradually shrouded, and when Wenjing flew back along the foothills, the sky was gradually darkened. The big turtle squatted on the snow in front of the residence and waited for him to shrink into a ball.

Wenjing picked it up and wrapped it in warm clothes.

The voice came from the room.

Wen Jing’s heart was a joy, and he gently pushed the door in. He saw a faint blue light in the black room. A huge monster that did not know how many volumes were rolled was trying to pull the short quilt.

Wen Jing whispered: "Sister?"

The giant action on the bed stopped, and the disk was swaying and looking at him. The snake head under the blue light was pitiful.

Wen Jing put the big turtle on the ground, grabbed his hand and climbed onto the bed, and hugged the giant body: "It's cold again?"

The snake's head rested on Wenjing's shoulder, and the snake was wrapped up in the trend, wrapping him around in a circle.

Wen Jing bowed his head and kissed it: "Sister..."

The serpent was drilled into the mouth of Wen Jing, long and thick, and he smashed it over and over again. Wen Jing only felt that his mouth was full, his tongue was numb, and it was crisp and sly. He said softly: "Senior brother, can you become a human figure?"

The snake body shook slightly, and the behemoth that was wrapped around him gradually became shorter and disappeared, replaced by a beautiful man in his arms.

The beautiful man naturally did not wear clothes, and he took the Wenjing to the bed and pressed his mouth back.

The two men rolled in the bed.

Wenjing’s things were caught by people, and the body suddenly became a little soft. The skills of Jun Yan were more and more superb, and the two hands in the mouth were pinched. Wen Jing’s brain became a paste, containing the tongue of Jun Yan. Intermittently issued 呻.吟.

Finally, he fell into the arms of Jun Yanzhi in a sweaty place, tightening his slightly trembling waist: "Brother, if I am a double repair now, I will give you the warmth of the body, you will be much more comfortable." ”

Jun Yanzhi’s body trembled gently, but calmly said: “It’s okay, it’s the same with you... you give me a gas.”

The two then held a kiss.

It’s almost like this in the winter night without moon. Wen Jing does not know why Jun Yan is not willing to double repair, even if he touches him, he will not let it. At most, it is just such a hug.

In short, even if Jun Yan can stand it, he can't keep going.

Newlyweds night... The wedding night never misses him.

"Brother, you have to marry..."

"Well, I will be together forever..."

In the dark and cold winter night, there was a warm spring in the room.

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"The new head of Qing Dynasty is going to smash the Junyan of Hengyang Palace!"

This news is like a bombing. In less than half a month, it has spread all over the bamboo wind country, the streets and the wild bamboo forests. As long as there are people, there is no discussion about this matter.

"Isn't the new head of the Qingxu Jianzong ruined? Is the ruthless appearance of Jun Yanzhi also willing to marry, isn't he wronged?"

"There are people who have a sacred tower. To put it bluntly, it is a bully. If you want to marry."

"What a pity..."

"Actually, I heard that the head and the monarch grew up together, and the feelings were extraordinary. And before the head was disfigured, it was quite handsome and handsome, and he was also disfigured in the past to save the monarchy..."

"I was originally ruined for the sake of Jun Yan? Isn't it necessary to marry?"

"...Yes. It's all disfigured for him. Can Jun Yanzhi be abandoned?"

"This is where he is bright and bright."

"No, what I have heard is that this head is talented. When he was 18 years old, he built a foundation. When he was 21, he had an adventure. He was repaired to the late stage of building a foundation. Now twenty-two years old, they are about to die. That is a rare genius. Jun Yanzhi may have taken a fancy to his talent..."

"No, I heard that..."

In the domestic style of Zhu Feng, there is a voice of discussion, Wen Jing is not deaf, and carefully prepares the wedding dress to marry. On this day he was squatting in bed, wrapping a large tortoise with a thin band.

"Don't move, you have to make a dress for you." Wen Jing pulled the hind legs of the big turtle.

The big tortoise was desperately chaotic, and he stepped on the hand of Wen Jing.

Suddenly, a low, cold voice came from outside the door: "Come out."

Wen Jing stunned and immediately ran outside the door, but saw Duan Xuan's face full of scum, his hair scattered, looking at him with a stunned look, holding a big red wedding dress.

Wen Jing bowed his head and his heart was deep: "Master, this is the wedding dress of Lu Shizu, have you taken it out?"

Duan Xuan’s eyes seem to have tears: "I want to be married, I will take it out and look at it."

"........."

"Wen Jing, you told me that you Lu Shizu was swallowed by a large amount of medicinal herbs and died. This is not like what he did. He concentrates on waiting for me to come out every day. How can he end himself?"

Wen Jing did not dare to say anything. He had to say: "What Master said is." Again: "Master doesn't think too much. When the brothers are married to me, we also count on Master to preside over the ceremony."

Duan Xuan seems to calm down, holding a wedding dress and revealing a smile: "I will preside over a gift for you."

"Thank you, Master."

Duan Xuan's look gradually sank, and said: "Wen Jing, do you know that there is such a technique? If you cultivate a high-ranking monk, if you die, the **** of the gods can be free for hundreds of miles. If you can attach it to If it has passed the millennium of spiritual grass, it will not be destroyed, or even illusionary rebirth. The more I think, the more I feel that your ancestors may be..."

Wen Jing bowed his head: "Master said that everything is possible."

Duan Xuan nodded slightly, his face seemed to smile: "You concentrate on preparing for marriage, I will go first."

"Master is walking slowly."

Wen Jing’s heart sighed slightly. This technique was told by Jun Yan’s last year to tell Duan Xuan, just as Duan Xuan did what he did to him, give him an expectation, don’t let him break it.

How can this technique be used in this world? It’s just that he has a hope. 2k novel reading network