"I'm sorry, brother, I made you worry." Xi Yunting apologized sincerely.
Chen Xiao was unable to be comforted by such a simple sentence. He was still struggling angrily, trying to push Xi Yunting away. "Let me go——"
Normally, Xi Yunting might indulge Chen Xiao and let him go, but when he got serious, no matter how hard Chen Xiao tried, he couldn't break free from his arms.
Seeing that Chen Xiao couldn't calm down at all, Xi Yunting had no choice but to raise one hand to hold the back of his head, then lowered his head and kissed him hard.
Having his lips blocked by a kiss, Chen Xiao angrily rejected it at first. However, as Xi Yunting kissed harder and deeper, his anger turned into surging passion.
Chen Xiao witnessed Xi Yunting falling into a desperate situation on the verge of death, and the shock, anger and fear caused by this gradually subsided under the fiery lips and tongue of his lover.
He stretched out his arms and hugged Xi Yunting's shoulders and back tightly, his fingers grasping his clothes tightly, with such force that it almost dug into Xi Yunting's flesh.
It was as if the scene just now was replayed in front of their eyes. The fear and lingering fear of life and death prompted the two to kiss each other passionately. Their hearts beat wildly in their chests, and their blood almost burned. The root of the gradually expanding and erecting penis, the hard diaphragm, squeezed between the two people's legs and abdomens tightly pressed together, causing pain. They both had an urgent urge to bite each other, devour each other, and merge with each other.
"I'm telling you guys, that's enough--" Tong Nuonuo awkwardly turned his head away and said in unbearable manner, "Enough is enough, we are still here!" He had never felt so redundant and so insignificant.
Tang Ru squatted helplessly, holding a seed in her hand, which instantly grew and blossomed. She stared at the white daisy, pinched the petals with her small hands, and pulled them off one by one. "Hey, when will this kind of life end..." I'm afraid it's just the beginning, maybe it will become the norm in the future?
Chen Xiao and Xi Yunting gasped and separated their lips that were stuck together. Chen Xiao murmured "sorry", but Xi Yunting couldn't hide his emotions and kissed him on the lips again before letting him go.
Xi Yunting pursed his wet and fiery lips, calmed himself, and took the lead to walk towards the vortex portal: "Let's go, let's leave here first."
Chen Xiao took two breaths before taking a step forward to catch up.
Tong Nuonuo and Tang Ru were a beat slower. They rushed over only after Xi Yunting disappeared into the portal.
After crossing the portal, the world changed again in an instant.
What was before my eyes was no longer a wilderness, but a valley covered with grass and woods.
The portal is in a small valley. As soon as you come out, you can see colorful wild flowers blooming all over the mountain.
When Chen Xiao breathed, the air that entered his lungs was no longer dry air, but the refreshing fragrance of plants and trees that made him feel comfortable from the inside out.
Chen Xiao raised his hand and wiped the wetness from the corners of his lips with his sleeve. He determined the direction from the position of the sun and stars, and compared it with the compass in his sea of consciousness. He quickly identified the correct east, south, west and north. This skill has always amazed Tong Nuonuo and made him worship it as if it were a god.
Then, Chen Xiao used his knowledge of Feng Shui to infer the direction of the valley and the direction of the mountain range. He pointed to a direction that might be suitable for living and led the way forward.
Apart from saying necessary words, he never gave Xi Yunting a single extra glance.
This made the other three people understand that although Xi Yunting had extinguished Chen Xiao's anger on the surface, he was still angry in his heart. The big fire became a small fire, but it was still a fire. Xi Yunting was a little distressed. This was the first time that Xiaodi was so angry at him. He didn't know how to calm his lover down.
Tong Nuonuo and Tang Ru looked at each other, neither of them intervened, they just followed Chen Xiao.
After climbing over two hills, they came to a flat area, and a house appeared not far away. The house was not big, but very exquisite. There were buildings and pavilions, mountains and water, small curved buildings, and exquisite pavilions.
Tong Nuonuo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Looks like this is it."
However, when they got there, they found the door was closed. There was no lock on the door, and they tried to break in or climb over the wall, but they couldn't get in.
Xi Yunting frowned and said, "It seems that the map is just a guide. This gate is the real test of inheritance."
Tong Nuonuo pouted and said unhappily, "It looks like they are going to eliminate those who are not weapon refiners and got in by chance."
——For example, us.
He didn't say the rest, but everyone else understood.
After the risky experience of sneaking in, being imprisoned, escaping from the Stonehenge, and finally a fierce battle, Chen Xiao was really tired.
He pinched his forehead tiredly and said, "Forget about it today. Let's set up camp and rest first. Come back tomorrow to see if there is any way to crack this gate."
Tang Ru immediately nodded in agreement, and Tong Nuonuo sat down on the ground in exhaustion: "I think the place in front of the door is flat, so let's go here."
The three foundation builders were too tired to move or talk. Xi Yunting quietly cleaned up the camp and lit a bonfire. After a short break, Tang Ru felt embarrassed to sit there alone, so she stood up and started to help. Tong Nuonuo sat for a while, and Tang Ru moved back and forth beside him, so he couldn't sit still anymore. Finally, Chen Xiao also stood up with his tired body. Several people worked together, ate and drank a simple meal, and then planned to rest.
According to the original arrangement, Chen Xiao and Xi Yunting were the two people standing next to each other, but this time Chen Xiao didn't want to hand over to Xi Yunting, so he directly switched the first duty with Tang Ru.
Seeing Chen Xiao was so cold, he didn't even want to talk to him. Xi Yunting, who was treated as a cold war for the first time, felt hurt inside. He had no choice but to step aside to avoid Chen Xiao from staying away even when he was resting.
The sky was completely dark. This was their first proper rest in two or three days. Chen Xiao was the first one on duty, and Tong Nonuo was the second one. Tong Nonuo did not sleep, but fiddled with the campfire. He lowered his voice and said to Chen Xiao: "Um... Xiaoxiao, let me say a few words, don't be angry with me."
Chen Xiao looked up at him unexpectedly, curled the corners of his lips, and forced a smile: "Why should I be angry with you? If you have something to say, just say it."
Tong Nuonuo grinned, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "You were so angry at that time, it was too scary, I really didn't dare to tell you. It's not that I want to speak well of Fellow Daoist Xi, but as a sword cultivator, he had reasons not to retreat when fighting against that envoy."
Chen Xiao never expected that the explanation he didn't get from his elder brother would come from Tong Nuonuo, who was usually embarrassed to officially admit that he and Xi Yunting were lovers.
After such a long time, he was actually not as angry as he showed. The reason why he still showed an attitude of not wanting to reconcile was entirely because he was confused and did not understand why Xi Yunting fought to the death.
The more he thought about it afterwards, the more he found it incomprehensible. Xi Yunting could have used his special ability to guide the envoy into the area full of cracks, and he could have taken the opportunity to escape.
If Xi Yunting really wanted to fight the envoy, wouldn't he have a better chance of winning if he went to a place where he could show his skills? In that seemingly open place, but in fact he could only move forward and backward, there was no chance of winning.
He sat up straight and asked in confusion: "Why?"
Tong Nuonuo said: "You have just entered the world of immortal cultivation and have little understanding of sword cultivation. It's just like when Ke Jiusi lost to Fellow Daoist Xi, he tried every means to chase him and win back. The swords and skills of sword cultivators are like an extension of their will."
Chen Xiao listened carefully, and he seemed to understand something. Tong Nuonuo nodded at him, "You may have thought of it. If Fellow Daoist Xi had been chased and got rid of the envoy at the beginning, it would not be a big deal. But once he had the idea of retreating in the face of a direct battle, the sword cultivator's state of mind would be flawed."
Chen Xiao was immediately shocked: "Is it so serious?"
Tong Nuonuo nodded seriously: "I'm not exaggerating. When I was an adult, a friend of the officiating person was a sword cultivator. When he was young, he suffered a setback for a similar reason. After that, he was directly devastated. He couldn't rebuild his confidence until his temples were gray and he looked old. So, a sword cultivator is a kind of cultivation method that is indomitable and indestructible. He couldn't retreat at that time. If he retreated, he might be doomed. And not retreating or being afraid in the face of a strong enemy is the principle of following a sword cultivator."
After hearing what Tong Nonuo said, Chen Xiao felt guilty. He had no idea that a sword cultivator was such an extreme cultivator who would rather die than live in disgrace.
He didn't know the inside story at all, and he was furious at his innocent elder brother. Chen Xiao felt very uncomfortable, and he couldn't sit here calmly anymore.
It was almost time for the handover, so he quickly handed over the next shift to Tong Nuonuo and thanked him for telling him all this. Chen Xiao stood up and walked quickly in the direction of Xi Yunting.
Xi Yunting was a little far from them, and he hadn't slept yet. He sat cross-legged, quietly. Under the starlight, his eyes stared at the heavy sword floating in front of him silently and intently.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xiao's steps paused. He could clearly see that Xi Yunting's expression at this moment was cold, sharp, and chilling. He didn't look like a flesh-and-blood person, but a sword made of cold iron, surging with a fierce fighting spirit.
Chen Xiao was inexplicably afraid. Would his lover be like that famous swordsman who abandoned his personal feelings and family in pursuit of the ultimate in swordsmanship and would never be with him again?
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