I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You're All After My Heart!

Chapter 11

In the heart of the Chu family's hinterland, under the ancestral home, in the infinite depths, Chu Wujun, who was meditating, opened his eyes.

The talisman in his hand shows the source, "little brother?" a trace of uncontrollable surprise appears in his voice. Chu Wuqing will take the initiative to send a message to him.

But after opening the talisman and listening to the transmission, countless complex feelings were added to the surprise. "I found an attendant, but I'm still an untrained mortal."

"I'm just a mortal. I don't need to care at all," Chu Wujun said with a long eyebrow, but there was a cold start in his eyes. "That's all, but I feel uncomfortable when I think of someone who can be with my little brother for three years. I can see his appearance and hear his voice all the time. Maybe I can touch his private things..."

Chu Wuyuan's fingers gently pressed on his heart, and the chill in his eyes was stronger. "I always have a hunch that something unexpected will happen to this person." obviously, it's just a small stream that can't afford to lift a little storm.

Chu Wujun ends his work and gets up. As he stands up, the ink lotus platform under him disappears.

In the distance of Chu Wujun ten steps away, in the heavy fairy lotus, there is a man lying, with his ink hair scattered at random, covering most of his face, but the outline of the faint exposure can see the rare and handsome, slightly raised lips, such as immortal free and easy, such as magic arrogance.

He doesn't feel the breath of an immortal. He doesn't need any pressure. Just lying there is enough to make all things surrender.

In the past three days, the man never woke up. What he pointed out to Chu was only a trace of divine consciousness mark left outside before he closed the door.

But just this trace of divine knowledge mark is enough to destroy the divine period

This person is the contemporary ancestor of the Chu family and the only later stage of refining emptiness in the middle world of Anyang.

"Master, I'll leave for a while." Chu Wujun didn't hesitate. After reporting, he left the underground secret house with a transmission array without waiting for the man's answer.

From the beginning to the end, the man's expression did not change, and his body did not move until Chu Wujun reached Chu Wuqing's residence, there was a virtual shadow separated from the man, hehe said with a smile: "some meaning."

Chu Wujun swept Gu Yu with his divine knowledge, and his vigilance became stronger. When Gu Yu wanted to get up and salute him, he said faintly, "no need."

This word is extremely indifferent. Even if you don't need to cultivate into mana, it is still like the sound of thunder to mortals.

Seeing Gu Yu's face unchanged, he sat down unfathomably. Shaozong's bearing was so high, like a snowy peak. From beginning to end, he never looked down on the mole ants at the foot of the mountain. "You have only one chance to enter the gas refining period before tomorrow and become a younger brother

At this moment, Chu Wuqing has arrived outside the cave of Chu Huan, the residence of the patriarchs of all dynasties, the triple heavenly palace.

Chu Wuqing's feet had just stepped on the white jade cloud bridge outside the palace gate, when a strong wind came from the palace, wrapped him in an instant, ignored the heavy prohibitions, and dragged him to Chu Huan.

When he landed, the wind dispersed so fast that Chu Wuqing's steps were unstable and almost jumped into Chu Huanzhi's arms. It was really too solemn. He struggled to get up, but was crossed by a powerful arm at his waist.

"Daddy?" he raised his head in surprise and saw the reflection of his wolf B è I in Chu Huan's eyes.

Because of the strong wind, his original neat bun became scattered, and several strands of hair were pasted on the corner of his forehead. Moreover, due to his later actions, even his tightly dressed robe was pulled open a little, and his silver hair wound into his inner shirt.

"Qingqing, don't move," Chu Huanzhi sighed. There was undisguised love in his voice. It seemed that there was a trace of sadness about his father's worry. "Let your father hug you, just like when you were a child. You and my father and son don't need so many courtesies."

Let daddy hug you.

A simple sentence fell on Chu Wuqing's heart, but it aroused his thousands of feelings x ù. All kinds of past and present life alternate in front of him. The picture of his father's self explosion reappeared in his mind. He only felt that the killing sword in front of him was so unreal.

Let him no longer care about the rites in the secular world, just like a child in the world, enjoy this moment of family happiness.

The corners of the young man's eyes with a slight wet meaning diluted his usual indifference and arrogance, as if a small animal was praying for protection, but showed an unspeakable charm, as if thousands of spring waves were drunk into his black and white eyes.

Just one glance can make people indulge in it and can't pull it out. People can't help thinking about what kind of scenery it should be when teenagers really cry.

Chu Huan's eyes slowly moved away from Chu Wuqing's face and fell into the thin white and slender neck. Because of the action of burying his head, his hair fell down and his collar opened slightly, exposing the exquisite and small bulge in the throat. This bulge fluctuated with the master's breathing, as if inviting someone to taste it.

The arm of Chu Huan's Cross in Chu Wuqing's waist is more powerful, and he can hardly restrain his inner feelings. If he wants to hold his fingers in this slender and flexible waist and feel the fresh * * wrapped under the heavy Dharma clothes, he must start with warm jade and warm.

Those killing swords, the hands of the true king of the God who controls life and death in the world, trembled slightly like mortals at this moment, less than half an inch from the boy's waist, as if they were not controlled by the mind.

But in the end, his slender fingers just fell on Chu Wuqing's belt, and quietly rubbed back and forth between the belts. With his action, the opening of the young man's collar was widened a little, and gradually peeled off the inner single clothes. Through the single clothes, he could see the next snow color and the delicate clavicle that attracted people to lick and kiss.

Chu Huan's breath stagnated. In his eyes, which shone like the sun and moon and saw through all things in the world, there was only a deep black, which was as black as a black hole after a star fell. He wanted to completely devour the things in his eyes.

"Qingqing." Chu Huanzhi's voice was extremely indifferent, but these two words bit on the tip of his tongue, but they seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, holding all his feelings x ù.

Chu Wuqing didn't agree. Just like when she was a child, she rubbed her forehead and cheeks on the young man's broad and solid chest, which made Chu Huan's Fairy clothes full of wrinkles, bringing an intolerable friction and a little itching into her heart.

It seems that the immortal clothes that can stop Lian Xu's all-out attack are also rubbed by the youth like an icy heart, and can really feel the delicate skin on the cheek

"Qingqing, don't be so coquettish. Raise your head." Chu Huan's cold voice caught a trace of warmth, smiled and said: "my father went out this time to get a bottle of Millennium cold chalcedony in addition to the magic weapon mentioned last time."

This is what Chu Huan said. Only when you hug him like a child can you touch his feelings. You can't help but think about going with feelings and making a coquettish move to meet Chu Huan's licking feelings.

Chu Huanzhi doesn't appreciate it, but instead says he doesn't want to. Chu Wuqing is always arrogant. Especially in front of Chu Huanzhi, he won't hide a little affection x ù.

Because he knows that this man will only spoil him, love him, spoil him lawlessly, be a tree, a mountain, his world, shelter him from the wind and rain, and offer him a Qi ē。

Fatherly love is selfless.

This feeling of pride and indulgence in front of Chu Huan can't be changed even if he lives a heavy life, because one Qi ē It's all in his blood.

"Dad!" Chu Wuqing raised his head as Chu Huan said, but stared discontentedly at his father.

The moisture in his eyes has not completely dissipated. The cold, arrogant and dignified in the past has been filtered by the moisture and turned into a wave of light, vivid and fragrant.

The Adam's apple between the neck and stem of Chu Huan moved. The finger falsely put on Chu Wuqing's belt suddenly turned to hold it, and the other hand waved gently. A soup Lingquan suddenly appeared in the hall.

Chu Huan poured chalcedony into the spring and said slowly, "Dropping this chalcedony into the spirit liquid, supplemented by the method of topping, can improve your cultivation to the tenth level of Qi refining, and there will be no other hidden dangers. This opportunity is too dangerous. Talents from all sides gather together, and there are many foundation building experts. Even with many guarantees, your cultivation of the eighth level of Qi refining is still too weak, and I can't rest assured."

After that, the chalcedony had been fully integrated into the Lingquan spring, and in an instant, bursts of white fog were steaming on the spring water.

The white fog came to Chu Wuqing's face. Just the fog shocked Chu Wuqing's spirit. The spiritual power in the Dantian began to operate by itself, although the speed was very slow.

The next moment, Chu Wuqing was embraced by Chu Huanzhi into the Lingquan.

The spring water instantly flooded his head, and countless spiritual pressures came towards him from all directions. The breath was almost cut off in panic.

"Close your eyes and meditate." Chu Huan's voice suddenly came from his head, dignified and cold, and immediately stabilized Chu Wuqing's mind.

Chu Wuqing hurried to close his eyes and meditated. Then he felt that Chu Huan's fingers fell on his head. A strange force came from Chu Huan's fingers and circulated to his whole body. It was easy to comb all the surging spiritual power into his Dantian.

The young man's clothes were thoroughly soaked by the spring water and tightly attached to him, outlining the shape of his waist. The plain white middle clothes exposed during the struggle were also translucent by the spring water, vaguely revealing the skin under him.

The cold spring kept beating on the young man's body, making the soft two places in front of his chest gradually harden. The clothes tightly attached to his chest slightly bulged a little radian, and bright red loomed.

Chu Huan's voice is more dignified, cold and fierce. If it is uploaded from the nine days without revealing a trace of emotion x ù, "next, being a father will broaden your meridians. This process will be very painful."

With Chu Huanzhi's words, the spiritual pressure in the spring suddenly increased dozens of times, and the cold breath rushed into Chu Wuqing's body, almost bursting his blood and flesh, and the pain made bursts of thin red on his jade white skin.

Chu Huan's fingers were on Chu Wuqing, counting from head to toe, and Yuan Li came out of Chu Wuqing's body. In an instant, they turned into countless light spots in Chu Wuqing's body, wrapped his meridians from the outside without being hurt.

But under the double pressure, the pain was even worse, as if the whole body had been broken and forged again. There were fine sweat stains on his forehead, but he clenched his teeth and never gave a painful cry.

The steaming mist hung over his eyelashes like tears.

The darkness in Chu Huan's eyes was diluted by love. He could hardly restrain his impulse to hold Chu Wuqing in his arms. He wanted to lick the tears on the young man's eyelashes and be relieved. But the spell can't be interrupted. Moreover, the fairyland is difficult and the road is difficult to find. What's the pain compared with it.

The young eagle must let go on the cliff before it can fly high.

With his support, Chu Wuqing will only Tengyun straight up. Even if the process is dangerous, there will never be life-threatening.

"Qingqing, cry out when it hurts." Chu Huanzhi's voice suddenly softened, with boundless warmth. His slender fingers stroked the boy's round and small earlobes and snow colored neck. Bursts of warm current came from his palm and went to xiadantian, "don't be afraid. Don't be ashamed in front of dad."

The boy's cold body suddenly came into contact with such soft warmth, trembled slightly, and his chest fluctuated continuously, but his lips pursed tighter without revealing a trace of pain.

Chu Huanzhi lowered his voice, and the thick magnetic sink showed unspeakable temptation; "Daddy wants to hear it. Can you tell daddy to hear it?"

The words of Zhenjun followed his words. The sound containing a trace of the rules of heaven came into Chu Wuqing's ears and fell into the sea of Chu Wuqing's knowledge. He was bewitched and opened his eyes. The water mist in his eyes was misty and waves were generated.

"Daddy, it hurts."