"Two men forming a Daoist couple is more common outside the islands, but certainly rare within the Seven Islands." Han Qianling also stood up, carefully straightening his clothes and brushing off a few specks of moss he had just rubbed against the stone. Unlike Luo Jiujiang's relief, his expression was somewhat unpredictable. "What do you think?"
"What?"
"What do you think about the two of them? I mean, two men talking about love like this."
"I didn't expect this before. I was really shocked just now." Luo Jiujiang thought carefully: "But if you ask me what I think... it doesn't seem to be anything special. When two men are together, the most common thing is that no one embroiders their purses, but that's not a big deal."
Han Qianling shook his head: "It's different."
"What's the difference?" Luo Jiujiang laughed when he was denied this. "Is it that they can eat one more meal together than a man and a woman, or sleep in one more bed than a married couple? I think it's more convenient for them to eat, wear, live and travel together. They can even have a companion when visiting brothels."
Han Qianling's expression had just shifted when he heard the previous words, but the last sentence made him look at a state of being in a dilemma. He reached out and tapped Luo Jiujiang twice, then laughed helplessly himself.
"I really shouldn't have asked you. Let's go."
"Don't talk like that, 'a rotten tree can't be carved,' I know exactly what you mean." Luo Jiujiang raised his hand and hooked it around Han Qianling's neck, saying with a smile, "You sound like you've given up on me."
Han Qianling sighed: "You understand? You think that a pair of homosexuals can go to a brothel together and you understand? - Could you enlighten me a little?"
Luo Jiujiang was puzzled and asked, "What?"
Han Qianling smiled again and didn't say much to him.
Generally speaking, young people are known for their lust, and Mu Shaoai, fourteen or fifteen, is the time when love first blossoms. But Luo Jiujiang, perhaps because of his mischievous behavior, is suffering retribution, and he doesn't seem to be waking up to it.
To be honest, Han Qianling had personally witnessed a young girl from the clan handing Luo Jiujiang a purse. He understood the meaning very well, yet he showed none of the surprise or shyness that comes with encountering such a thing for the first time. For some reason, Luo Jiujiang was exceptionally forthright about such matters, as if possessing a strange... integrity.
I don’t know whether to say it’s good or bad.
The "upright" Luo Jiujiang's eyes turned and his thoughts turned to other things. He moved closer to Han Qianling and lowered his voice and said, "Hey, mentioning this reminds me - Qianling, have you ever...?"
"What?" Rarely, Han Qianling failed to understand Luo Jiujiang's meaning from his facial expressions.
"It's when you have a dream at night, and when you wake up in the morning, you find yourself...?"
The two looked at each other in a moment of silence. After a moment, Han Qianling understood.
He did, just once.
Nocturnal emission is a normal physiological phenomenon for healthy human teenagers. Han Qianling knew this a long time ago, but he never thought that he would have such an experience.
So when he woke up that morning and found out about his condition, he was really shocked.
He hadn't expected himself to be so... so human.
Just by looking at Han Qianling's eyes, Luo Jiujiang knew what he was thinking. He rubbed the tip of his nose and asked curiously, "Qianling, what did you dream about last night?"
Young people are naturally curious about such "forbidden zone" topics. People like Luo Jiujiang who love to touch the line are even more eager to try it.
"..." Han Qianling's eyes flickered. He looked at Luo Jiujiang's curious yet frank eyes and said in a low voice, "I dreamed of scales. Lots and lots of scales."
His eyes darkened as he thought of the seemingly endless sea of scales in his dream. He still remembered the unique shimmer of those dark blue scales. The dream had come so suddenly that he had never been able to see the beginning or end of the sea of scales, and could only speculate on what it was.
If he were to speculate, he would think that the Scale Sea was...
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a voice that didn't understand romance. Luo Jiujiang laughed cluelessly, "Eh? Isn't she a human? I thought she was a peerless beauty. At the very least, she should be a girl that you'd fall in love with and obsess over."
Han Qianling turned his head and looked at the other person's face, which was still filled with emotion, and chuckled softly: "I feel very regretful too. Why can't I dream of someone...who I miss so much?"
He had never heard many rumors about Han Qianling before. It was true that the biting dog did not bark, and the powerful ones were hiding behind.
This once again strengthened Du Chuan's resolve: Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling, one of them must die! If the Luo family is allowed to grow, there will definitely be no place for the Du family among the seven islands.
The firework Luo Jiujiang had just set off must have attracted the attention of others. If he didn't take action now, it would be too late. Du Chuan's eyes sharpened, and the sword in his palm immediately emitted an ominous blood-red light.
Han Qianling stared at him indifferently, his gaze no less expressive than that of someone examining an object. The three of them now formed a triangular standoff. No one could see that his fingers, clasped behind his back in a claw-like formation, were bulging with veins on the backs of his hands, and a flickering, cold, pale golden light emanated from his fingers.
Luo Jiujiang, who was targeted by Du Chuan, coughed up blood again and laughed out loud.
He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with a somersault, and sighed slowly: "Mr. Du, I have never felt this way more than now - my master is really dear to me." No matter how hard Luo Cang trained him, no matter how hard he tortured him to the point that he wanted to hit his head on the ground, he never caused him any internal injuries.
No matter how cruel the master's methods towards his disciple are, they are ultimately different from those towards his deadly enemy.
"In that case, I can't embarrass him. If I lose to you, I won't be able to face him again." Luo Jiujiang smiled grimly, revealing his white teeth, but the next moment he quickly put away the smile on his face, and raised the long sword that had not been sheathed, "One slash - destroy Fenglu!"
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