Master, save me! [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 51 Ink Dyeing

The cultivator in silver and white clothes stepped on the clouds and mist and soared upwards, his clothes blended into the sea of ​​clouds. The closer he was to the Lingxiao Immortal Palace, which was emitting Qiongguang from the highest point, his complexion became more and more ugly.

Rationality told Lin Yi that the most important thing now is that he should go to Xuanyuan Kun to discuss matters and ask what happened in these years.There were too many things just now, and there was no time to think about it for a while. At this moment, he was the only one left who wanted to calm down, but found that this heart could not calm down no matter what.

No matter what happened in his mind, the lingering kiss was that superficial kiss.

A small touch startled my heart waves layer upon layer.

He took a long breath, and when he closed his eyes, he felt the wind blowing past his ears, as if everything was warning him and he didn't want to sink too deep, so he lost his footing.

But when the clothes fell to the ground, Lin Yi stepped on the front court of Lingxiao Immortal Palace, looking up, he didn't see Xuanyuan Kun waiting for him as expected.Lin Yi, who thought he would breathe a sigh of relief, felt even more confused.

He looked sideways at the Chang'an Hall not far away, pursed his lips, clenched his hands under his sleeves, gritted his teeth and took a step, turned his head and left!

Turn around or go back to the treasure house of ten thousand volumes...

Lin Yi hates it!

Okay, count him as a coward.

Sometimes it is not difficult for people to express their sincerity when facing each other.What is difficult is the consequences and the unpredictable future that will be borne after a reckless act.

That requires absolute self-confidence, or the fearless courage of a gambler.

The total pity is that some people have nothing.

I can't afford to lose.

It is absolutely impossible, how can he do it from the heart?

Lin Yi was always apprehensive all the way, for fear that a shadow of someone in his heart would suddenly appear, and when he returned to the treasure house of thousands of volumes, he had never seen Xuanyuan Kun, and he was still a little disappointed in his heart.

Even if his head is dizzy and his heart is surging, it is impossible for Lin Yi to always think about one thing.

If you don't see it, you don't see it.

The treasure house of ten thousand volumes is still brilliant, not stained with dust, and there seems to be no deviation from before he left. Even the order of the scrolls and his favorite fragrant tea on the table are the same as before.

Lin Yi smelled the fragrance and thought about it, reached out and touched the wall of the cup with his finger, frowning.

hot.

Xuanyuan Kun has been here.

A roll of white jade and bamboo slips was pulled out from the pile of small books in an orderly manner, and flew to the desk where Lin Yi was.

Lin Yi sat cross-legged with his lapel folded, and stretched out his hand to spread the jade slips on the desk. The man's hands were green and fair, which was a bit more beautiful than the pure and flawless white jade slips.

The base is white jade, and the engravings are engraved with gold script.

He has a spirit in his eyebrows and eyes, and this volume is exactly the Pearson way of recording "Xiang Ling".He had glanced over it before, but at the time he thought it was a self-destructive spell, and it didn't seem to be of much use, and he didn't think he would use it one day, so he didn't look at it much, so he just threw it aside up.

The lines of gold-painted lower script are neat and detailed, and they are not fragments.Lin Yi scanned the content, and it was nothing more than: the so-called spirit is the painted skin of the longevity of the practitioner, and then uses the increasing energy to irrigate the bones to shape a fetal body.

The stronger the soul power that wants to be contained, the more energy the artist will consume for the painted skin.

Lin Yi calculated in his mind that if he resurrected a mortal fetus, it would take about half a year for the lost cultivation to recuperate.And half a year is nothing more than a breath for their cultivators.

It's not a big problem.

When this matter is over, it will not be too late for him to adjust his breathing.

Lin Yi carefully read the letter in his hand several times, made a note of it in his heart, then took out a clean piece of rice paper and spread it on the table. Down.

Before he had time to take a sip of the fragrant tea at the side, Lin Yi was only concerned with drawing up the notice to be posted after going down the mountain.He had a slight pain in his forehead, and he was writing the seventh article scatteredly: No need to have parents, when suddenly his eyes were blurred.

The black shadows are scattered and overlapped.The pen in Lin Yi's hand fell unsteadily, rolled for two weeks, and the ink stained the writing.

"Master."

Before fainting and lying on the desk, Lin Yi heard Xuanyuan Kun's voice in a trance, and his whole body was instantly refreshed. There seemed to be light touches of cool jade on both sides of his forehead, and his eyes gradually became clear again.

Dusk is approaching in Butian Mountain, the sky is dotted with stars, and the dark tide has swallowed up half of the sky with red clouds.

The Wanjuan Pavilion of the Lingxiao Immortal Palace has not yet been lit. In the darkness, fortunately, there is still a long bright pearl in the corridor outside the door, which is still shining with some light as always, and a long orange-yellow light and shadow is drawn from the wide open high door.

But not as deep.

If we want to say that the most eye-catching in the treasure house of thousands of volumes, it should be the two people in between. Even the tired face of the sitting person is a tired and elegant beauty, and the young man behind him is even more heavenly, with white clothes and silver crowns, black pupils As deep and unpredictable as others.

But only him at this moment, it is easy to guess, Xuanyuan Kun said helplessly, "Master, can you cherish yourself more."

The meaning of cherishing is clearly visible.

Xuanyuan Kun raised his hand and lightly pressed Lin Yi's acupuncture point, quietly transferring his spiritual power to the other party.He looked away and looked at the untouched cup of tea on the table, with a haze in his eyes.

Lin Yi could hear Xuanyuan Kun's concern, but he closed his eyes but remained silent for a while, without speaking.

If it weren't for that kiss in front of the palace, he could still treat each other as normal masters and apprentices. The ambiguity at this time is all his own thinking, but even if it is a lump of wood, he should understand that this is not a shitty master and apprentice at all. Affection.

He likes Xuanyuan Kun, as soon as the other party approaches him, he knows that his heart is on fire, and he must be burned clean.

Now it is even more because of that kiss that the silent surface can hardly contain the eagerness that has been suppressed for a long time.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to signal Xuanyuan Kun not to press it any more, stood up, and lowered his eyebrows.

"Master, I have something to tell you."

Xuanyuan Kun picked up the untouched tea and handed it to Lin Yi, "This tea is brewed from a leaf of a ten thousand year ice flower. It can heal the injury of the master and refresh the mind."

The technique of changing the topic was also a bit rotten. Lin Yi looked at Xuanyuan Kun, but he didn't feel the other party's dodge, and just handed him the tea.Keep your eyes on his face.

Lin Yi took it with a blank expression, and put it back on the table. His calmness was all feigned, but his heart was trembling.

"You know, this is not what the teacher wants to say."

Probably because he didn't want to go to such an extent, he didn't even want to take a sip of the tea he made.

Xuanyuan Kun's eyes fell on Lin Yi, only fearless and frank, he said softly, "I offended Master in front of the palace today, I think Master wants to punish me."

But you are not a master, never have been.

Lin Yi's mind was empty, he saw that Xuanyuan Kun had no regrets, and there was only uncontrollable joy in his heart, but he couldn't admit his thoughts.

There are too many reasons that cannot be admitted. This is a matter that is destined to have no results, and there should be no beginning.

Good for everyone.

In Lin Yi's eyes, the young man with Bai Lingzhi in his body became the most dazzling and illusory one in the treasure house of thousands of volumes.The only beauty that can be grasped but cannot be touched.

"You don't want to look at me like this anymore. If you don't remember what happened today, don't you..."

Don't pay too much attention to today's affairs.

But how can you not care?

Lin Yi hadn't had time to think up his words when he saw Xuanyuan Kun suddenly stepped forward and approached him. Lin Yi was so startled that he couldn't back up steadily, and nearly fell with his foot on the short steps.

Xuanyuan Kun's eyes flashed, he thought that Lin Yi would punish him indifferently, but he didn't expect the other party's attitude to be so soft, obviously he didn't really hate it, he was a little happy in his heart, seeing that Lin Yi couldn't dodge in time, he instinctively stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the other party's waist.

"Master, be careful."

Under this coincidence, Lin Yi was caught off guard and landed on Xuanyuan Kun's chest. He stretched out his hands but rationally stopped in mid-air.

bang bang,

so close...

Lin Yi suddenly realized that he could feel Xuanyuan Kun's heartbeat, let alone the other party?Lin Yi didn't dare to look into Xuanyuan Kun's eyes, he just thought of this and wanted to push Xuanyuan Kun away.But he couldn't break free, and in the end, Xuanyuan Kun pushed his whole body against the table after arguing, and he couldn't move his hands anymore.

"Xuanyuan Kun!" Lin Yi shouted with staring eyes.

All the pen, ink and rice paper on the desk table fell off, and Xuanyuan Kun's white clothes and long sleeves were all splashed and stained with ink.Blooming dark flowers.

"Look what you look like now!"

Lin Yi's hair was scattered in the long case, and the messy black hair was entangled with Xuanyuan Kun's hair.I don't know if Xuanyuan Kun has improved too much in these years, or he is too weak now to break free.He could only stare, seeing that the tip of Xuanyuan Kun's nose was almost touching his. "Why should I pretend that I don't remember? Master doesn't want to remember?"

"What do you want to remember for your teacher? Remember how you put your pressure on the desk for your teacher now, and how angry you are for your teacher?"

Xuanyuan Kun didn't care at all, he was just like this, he was no longer what Lin Yi thought he should be.

For so many years.

He is tired.

The handsome young man in white was wiped out thousands of years ago.That's the way the gods like it, but he is no longer.

"Lin Yi." Xuanyuan Kun called out, kissing the other's thin lips lightly, like tasting delicious food.

He thought he could ask for little, but this kind of feeling became more and more profound day by day. He wanted to possess him and touch him.

only belongs to his god.

Doing everything and changing him into the world should always belong to him only.

Lin Yi's brows were stained with snow, but there was not much coldness, and his fair skin was dyed with twilight at a visible speed, "Don't you think it's rude to treat your master like this!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lin Yi knew that his words had no deterrent effect at all. He was not good at dealing with such situations, or in other words, once the opponent was Xuanyuan Kun, he was always unable to disguise and cover up well.

"I'm already like this, why should I care about etiquette?"

Xuanyuan Kun looked at Lin Yi's appearance, and smiled lightly. The smile fell on Lin Yi's eyes, and he felt enchanted, and the man leaned over and whispered in his ear, "It seems that Master doesn't hate you when your face is so red. I do."

Lin Yi refused to admit it, even though he was hot, he still gritted his teeth and said coldly

"Great rebellion! Is it true that you are too much at ordinary times? I am angry as a teacher!"

In such a charming atmosphere, no matter what Lin Yi said, it sounded like shame and anger, and he couldn't raise any momentum at all. As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, Xuanyuan Kun approached and bit his lips lightly. Take a sip.just listen to him

"Master, you can be more generous."

The voice was drowned in the shallow kiss.

The person with tangled breathing and increasingly heavy breath was Lin Yi.

One sleeve of the silver-white shirt was blackened by the ink poured on the ground, and he couldn't move. Lin Yi could only let Xuanyuan Kun do what he wanted.The man looked cherished, it was too gentle, and he was so indifferent several times that he couldn't resist it at all.

He likes it, from the bottom of his heart.

But he doesn't want this...

The sporadic coolness of the temperature, but Lin Yi's heart was infected with taboo heat one after another, it was from the heart, but it was impossible to follow the heart.

Pens, ink, paper and inkstones were scattered all over the ground without any rules, and half of the black juice poured out of the inkstones spread and meandered.

Ink dyes white paper, ink dyes clothes.

Just like in a dark corner, the attraction between the two cannot be ignored.

And it is more like the long black hair hanging down from the table and blending into it, which should be the source of this ink dyeing.