Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 63

Tong Yi only felt a gust of wind passing by beside him, and then he saw that Fusu had appeared on the ancient bridge.

Wei Jie and Han Wan'er were very close, looking at the man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was blushing, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

However, at the next moment, a red figure suddenly appeared.

Wei Jie discovered Fusu's existence when he came over, he looked at the person in front of him with a serious face, peach blossom eyes were never serious, he stepped forward, pulled him aside, the next moment , a warm and soft thing suddenly attached to it.

The people and things around him seemed to have disappeared. Wei Jie stood stiffly, with a familiar breath beside him, and the tingling feeling on his lips from the touch of that person. The man in front of him closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes slightly The fanning is arousing pity.

Fusu slowly opened his eyes, his slightly red peach eyes swept across Wei Jie's face, but he looked back at the petrified Han Wan'er without hesitation, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You...you...you...! How dare you kiss my brother Wei!! You are disgusting!"

Han Wan'er came back to her senses, her small face was ashamed and angry, and she pointed at Fusu with trembling fingers, as if she was about to cry.

Fusu looked at Han Wan'er, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his handsome eyebrows, and said in a triumphant yet provocative tone, "My man, will I not kiss you?"

After finishing speaking, in Han Wan'er's petrified sight, he dragged the guard steps aside, turned around and left.

After turning around, he lowered his face, his expression unpredictable.

Wei Jie was led by him, looking at his slightly flushed neck, holding one hand tightly...

On the ancient bridge, after the figures of the two disappeared, Han Wan'er came back to her senses tremblingly, her big watery eyes were in a daze...

his man?

Fu Su pulled Wei Jie, without saying a word, walked straight to the small garden, it was noon at this time, and the harmonious sunshine shrouded the earth, making people want to vent their boredom.

There was no one in the small garden, Fusu pulled Wei Jie into the room and then let go of his hand, sat silently in front of the table, picked up the open bright yellow book and slowly read it, it seemed as usual Generally laid back.

Wei Jie stood in front of the table and looked down at him.

Even though Fusu ignored him, he still couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

Fusu's hair is very soft, tied with a simple wooden hairpin, now he lowers his head slightly, with a few strands of hair scattered in front of him, lazy and casual but extremely attractive.

Wei Jie swallowed impatiently, and said softly in a low and hoarse voice:

"master"

Fusu ignored him, he turned the pages of the book, looking at it with relish.

Wei Jie was like a large dog that could not be forgiven by its master, standing there feeling sorry and aggrieved.

After a while, Fu Su put down the book heavily, looked at the man in front of him who was not enlightened, and was furious.

He looked at Wei Jie, and said with a half-hearted smile: "Why call me, if you want to call me, you should call your exquisite and lovely sister Wan'er."

Recalling the scene on the ancient bridge, he looked at the man angrily, if he didn't go over, this idiot would kiss someone else!

Wei Jie looked at Fusu's appearance, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes.

Fu Su was taken aback, and said angrily, "What are you laughing at..."

Before the words finished, Wei Jie suddenly bent down and whispered in his ear, "I'm very happy..."

Fusu: "..."

Wei Jie said again slowly: "...I love you...Master"

Fusu froze on the spot, Wei Jie's warm breath fell on his neck, a sore feeling came from his waist instantly, his heart throbbed violently, everything around him seemed to disappear except for the person in front of him, There are only two beating hearts in the world.

"...Blind...What nonsense?"

Fusu's face gradually turned red, he shyly avoided Wei Jie's contact, and set his eyes on the incense burner beside him.

"Master, so cute"

Wei Jie looked at Fusu with undisguised tenderness in his eyes, his voice became dry and hoarse, sexy and low.

Naturally, he didn't tell Fusu back, he knew about it as early as when he appeared, so when Han Wan'er expressed his heart to him, he didn't veto it outright, that's why what happened before happened.

"Master kissed me before, can I understand that Master also has a little liking for me?"

Hearing this, Fusu turned his head to look at Wei Jie, his eyes touched the tenderness in his eyes, he was slightly startled, he stood up and went to the desk and pressed Wei Jie on the stool beside him, then bent down and gently Gently kissed Wei Jie's lips.

"fool…"

Two warm and soft lips were pressed against each other, the other's breath was close at hand, the heart was beating uncontrollably, and there was hot emotion in the chest.

Fusu quickly left Wei Jie's lips, his face was blushing, his eyes were slightly steamy, his red lips were thin, his hair was scattered in front of him, he was sexy and alluring.

When he was about to speak, a vigorous and powerful hand suddenly grabbed his waist and hugged him forward.

Fusu couldn't defend himself, and subconsciously leaned forward. Wei Jie hugged his waist tightly and hugged him in his arms. Then, the hot air rushed towards his face, and the hot temperature came from his lips, and the warm and hot two Lips entangled and rubbed together, both of them were beginners, rubbing against each other's lips impatiently, longing for deeper contact.Wei Jie let out an unbearable low drink, and his breathing became more and more heavy.Fusu fell into Wei Jie's arms, he hummed slightly in discomfort, Wei Jie hugged him hard, then straddled him on his lap, hugging his waist tightly, deepening the bond between the two of them. The distance between them, Fusu's hands were originally on Wei Jie's chest, as the kiss deepened, he wrapped his arms around Wei Jie's neck, offering himself unsuspectingly and lovingly.

"Master...Master..."

Wei Jie rubbed his lips impatiently, whispering his name over and over again impatiently.

"Stup... idiot..."

Fusu spoke in a soft voice, then opened his mouth, tentatively entangled with the other party with his tongue, Wei Jie got the trick, put his arm around his waist and gently placed his hand on his head, the room was full of people for a while. He could hear the sound of heavy breathing and the tangle of lips and tongues.

After a while, the two slowly separated, with silver wires at the corners of their mouths.Fusu gasped unbearably and leaned against Wei Jie's arms, his hands powerlessly resting on the other's body, his peach eyes were full of moisture, his face was crimson, and his lips were ruddy.

Wei Jie tightly hugged the hand around the opponent's waist, and hugged him closer, he lovingly kissed Fusu's forehead, the tenderness in his eyes was like water.

Fusu listened to the strong heartbeat of the other party, rhythmically repeated.

It was noon at this time, and the warm sunlight came in from the window, casting lightly on the two of them, Fusu felt drowsy for no reason, he hummed softly twice, and fell asleep hazily.

Hearing the shallow breathing from the person in his arms, Wei Jie chuckled affectionately. He gently hugged the person in his arms, and then gently placed him on the bed. Leaving his arms and sleeping sweetly with the quilt in his arms.

Looking at the quilt that Fusu was holding, Wei Jie felt a little emotional for no reason, and then lay down on the bed with his clothes on without hesitation, holding Fusu in his arms.

He turned his body sideways, staring closely at the person in his arms, with a focused and gentle expression.

Everyone in the world knows that Wei Xuanqi is cruel and ruthless, but to him, he has always been tender and affectionate...

Wei Jie forgot when he started to care about this person, maybe it was that rainy night, he was like a messenger from hell, dressed in red, arrogant and unruly, he said, "Will you come with me?"

Maybe it was Xiangfu Academy in the past, the man sat at the desk, pointed his finger at him, and said "Yangyang, come here"

"It's ugly..."

"My apprentice, only I can bully"

"...you have to remember, you are Wei Jie...your existence...is a miracle"

Or maybe it was that person, Qiao Zhuangcheng, that shy young man who was weak and mischievous.

No matter what he looks like or what his surname is, he is always his master, Xiang Fusu who only belongs to him.

In this world, if there is a day for Xiang Fusu, there will be a day for him to guard...

……

...............

Fusu had a dream. In the dream, he finished his dissertation, surrounded by tens of thousands of dead bodies, bowing their heads and bowing their heads. He was dressed in red and held a scarlet umbrella in his hand.

There were many people standing not far away. He couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could vaguely feel their killing intent, hatred, and infatuation.

At the head of the person stood a man in black, who was holding a phoenix feather sword in his hand, and beside him was a huge beast.

There was scarlet blood on the cold blade, and he looked at him with indifferent eyes, unfamiliar and hateful.

He attacked with a sword, the sharp sword pierced his heart, blood flowed out slowly, he said:

"The blood demon lord, cruel and innocent, caring about human relations, killing people, destroying souls, causing disasters, his crimes should be punished..."

……

As soon as the picture turned, a resplendent and majestic palace suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. A woman walked slowly. She was dressed in a white gauze dress, with black hair shawl and no makeup.

She smiled lightly in the direction where Fusu was, and she smiled all over the city. She gently raised her wrist, and there was a very shallow trace on it.

He looked outside the palace gate, with a distressing and gentle smile in his eyes. She looked outside the door, and said slowly in an ethereal voice:

"The joys and sorrows of the past years are nothing but vain dreams. So far, the soul returns to its hometown..."

"Jingli..."

Fusu looked at her, and his body was suddenly pushed outward by an invisible force, but after a while, the palace in front of him suddenly ignited a raging fire.

In the sea of ​​flames, the woman could be vaguely seen smiling at him, with her thin lips slightly parted, she said silently:

"time to go…"

……

...............

Fusu suddenly opened his eyes, panting slightly, looking at the familiar top of the bed.

There was a burst of warmth from beside him, and then, a hand was gently attached to his forehead.

Fusu turned sideways and buried his body in the man's arms, and slowly eased the sound of breathing.

Wei Jie hugged Fusu with one hand, wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with the other, and said softly, "It's all right."

Fusu leaned in his arms and nodded slightly.

He watched his hand on the man's chest become faintly visible, and his body froze.

"what happened?"

Wei Jie looked down at the person in his arms worriedly, put one hand on his back, and slowly channeled his spiritual power.

Fusu hid his hands under the quilt, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a light smile, "It's just a nightmare."

"Fu Su! Fu Su! Little Susu!"

Nangong Zui's joyful voice suddenly came from outside the door, Fusu responded, then looked at the man who was hugging her tightly, and said amusedly: "Aren't you going to let go?"

Wei Jie's answer was to hold him even tighter.

Fusu looked at him, and the person in front of him seemed to have turned into that little child again, who loves to act coquettish and lose his temper.

"Fusu~ Good news, open the door quickly!"

Hearing the loud knock on the door, Fusu looked at Wei Jie who was entangled with him, patted him on the forehead angrily, then straightened up, cleaned his hands for a while, and opened the door.

Nangong Zui walked into the house, looked at Fusu, and said suspiciously: "Little Susu, why did you open the door so late? Could it be that you stole some delicious food behind my back?"

Fusu looked helplessly at Nangong Zui, and said helplessly, "What else is in your head besides eating?"

Nangong Zui proudly raised his chin and snorted softly; "Too much"

"Hey, Wei Xuanqi is here too...err..."

Looking at Wei Jie's cold face, Nangong Zui scratched his head in doubt, he approached Fu Su, and said softly, "Why do I feel that Wei Xuanqi is very unhappy?"

Fusu put aside the guard steps and shrugged innocently.

Nangong Zui looked at the two suspiciously: "Really..."

"Forget it, let me tell you, the antidote is done." Nangong Zui took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and raised his head proudly.

Fusu took the small porcelain bottle, his eyes sank slightly.

Nangong Zui said directly: "The next step will be easy, give me another two days, and I promise to practice all the antidotes."

Fusu handed the porcelain bottle back to him, and said with a smile, "You did a good job."

Nangong Zui scratched his head, and smiled, and after a while, his face suddenly sank, with a look of extreme anger, puffed up, and said dissatisfied: "You agreed to accompany me, why...why just that Is the stinky Taoist here? Fusu, you are too mean."

Fusu blinked innocently when he heard the words: "Has the door sealer gone? Why don't I know?"

Nangong Zui: "Just pretend."

...

Night

Since noon, Wei Jie has been closely following Fusu's side step by step, and he will leave a little bit because of the beautiful scenery. Fusu is sitting in front of the stone table, the wind around him gradually becomes gentle, and he gently plays with it. Holding the Yuxiao fan, said in a low voice, "Come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple and enchanting figure walked up to him with twists and turns, covering his red lips delicately with his slender hands.

"I really can't hide it from the Sovereign Lord."

"what's the matter"

Fusu looked at He Lianxue and said in a deep voice.

He Lianxue gave up in boredom, and said, "That one, I'm looking for you"

After speaking, she took out a letter from her sleeve.

Fusu took the letter paper, looked at the familiar handwriting on it, his fingers trembled slightly, and he slowly opened the letter paper...

After coming over for a while, Fusu closed the letter paper, and the letter paper burned itself.

"Do as she says"

He Lianxue looked at the young suzerain in front of her, was silent for a while, then hummed softly, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Fusu sat in the dark, tapping on the stone table with his fingers.

Su, summoning souls...

Qu Xiujie, what choice do you want to make...

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