After a chaotic, painful, and exciting night in the room, the sky gradually became clear. Wen Jing knelt on the bed, his body still shaking slightly. Jun Yanzhi rested his forehead against his neck, and his voice was a little hoarse: "What did you give me to eat last night?"

Their bodies were closely connected, and the drug effect had not completely subsided.

Wen Jing was so wronged that he trembled all over, but he didn't dare to lose his temper. He lowered his head and said: "I didn't give you anything to eat, you were drunk."

Jun Yanzhi was extremely depressed, but he couldn't control his body movements. He held his waist and said: "Are you cold? Let's change positions."

Wen Jing's eyes were red, and he lay down obediently on his side, hugging the quilt with a sense of insecurity. Soon, a pair of slender arms embraced him from behind and tucked them both into the quilt.

"Did I scare you last night?" The voice was breathy and a bit like a guilty conscience.

"No..." Wen Jing grabbed the hand on her waist and cried softly, "Slow down, Senior Brother, slow down."

When Jun Yanzhi heard him crying, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the blood in his body was hissing as if it was on fire. The effect of the medicine rushed to his head, and his mind was a little unclear. He frowned and increased his strength uncontrollably: "What's going on..."

Wen Jing tried not to sob, but tears could not stop falling. She was bullied by Jun Yanzhi last night and couldn't help crying. She had expected him to be sympathetic to her, but she didn't expect Jun Yanzhi to become even more aggressive and lose his mind several times.

"Junior brother..." Jun Yanzhi's consciousness was a little confused, and the snake skin on his body was flickering. He turned Wen Jing over and pressed him tightly, biting his lips.

Wen Jing hugged his neck, and his body swayed like a leaf in the wind.

It was an hour later when the two began to shower and put on clothes.

His body was so sore that it seemed to fall apart, and his body was bruised and purple, but Jun Yanzhi had just treated it and the pain finally subsided. Wen Jing rubbed his hair that was wet after the bath, pursed his lips and glanced at the man who was standing under the bed and getting dressed.

He was still wearing his usual plain blue shirt, with his hair on both sides combed up behind his head and tied with a light blue headband of the same color as the long shirt, which fell straight to his waist. No

matter how you look at her, she looks like a fairy.

Wen Jing's eyes were sore. Senior Brother Jun was really someone who could be admired from afar but not played with. Playing with a fairy would cost you dearly.

But why did he look so ugly? Although it was Wen Jing who drugged last night, it was Jun Yanzhi who got the advantage in the end... What was he unhappy about?

Jun Yanzhi pulled up his clothes, sat down and said gently: "What did you feed me last night?"

Wen Jing dressed slowly and said: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Jun Yanzhi's expression did not change. He stroked the tassel of Wen Jing's belt with his hand and said slowly: "I was born with a demon body and a snake body, which can resist all kinds of poisons. If the drug is too strong, it will still hurt you in the end."

Wen Jing wanted to cry but had no tears. How could such an important thing never be mentioned!

He looked at Jun Yanzhi and said calmly: "Brother, what has happened to you over the past year? I have never been able to ask. If you dislike my ugly appearance or are not interested in sex, we can sleep separately in the future." It would

have been fine if he didn't mention this matter, but as soon as he mentioned it, Jun Yanzhi's face turned slightly blue again. You Si deceived him into practicing magic and not being able to have sex or have sexual desires, which made him try his best to suppress it for more than a year and not dare to go beyond the line. He was half-believing and half-doubting at first, but since it was about Wen Jing, he became extremely cautious and would rather believe it than not. The current injury is only one of the problems. In the future, Wen Jing will often practice swordsmanship in the Zhuxian Tower. Will he be burned into that state every time he practices swordsmanship?

Last night, when he and Wen Jing had sex, he was really angry, fearing that his hard work over a year would be ruined. This morning, when he secretly tried to gather his strength, he found that it was indeed Yousi's nonsense. This sour bastard just didn't want him to have an easy life!

Jun Yanzhi smiled quickly: "Junior brother, you think too much. How could I not want to sleep with you?"

Wen Jing slowly pulled his hand away: "Really? I was a little disappointed a few days ago."

Jun Yanzhi's eyes moved, and he hugged him and said: "Last night, didn't you already..."

Wen Jing looked at him coldly: "I really wronged you last night."

Jun Yanzhi hurriedly had red eyes: "嘤..."

He lowered his head and took Wen Jing's hand, and whispered: "Junior brother, I have something to hide from you. I'll tell you now. A few days ago, I was practicing a magic technique, which is said to be able to heal the burns on your body, but you can't have sex for the time being."

Wen Jing frowned: "Is there such a magic technique?"

A faint blue light appeared in Jun Yanzhi's hand and slowly passed over Wen Jing's injured hand. Wen Jing looked down and could not see anything on the surface, but he felt a little itchy under the scar.

Jun Yanzhi smiled and said, "This technique can generate new skin, but it's a pity that the skill is not yet mature. After a few months, maybe you can restore your appearance."

Wen Jing suddenly didn't know what to say: "...Thank you, senior brother."

The two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous. Wen Jing smelled the fragrance of plants and trees all over his body, and gradually recalled the bits and pieces of their time at Huishi Peak. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior brother, you have endured it hard." "It's

not hard..." Jun Yanzhi said calmly: "It's just that You Si is really abominable. He lied to me that I couldn't have sex when practicing this technique, and then said..."

"What did he say?"

"...said that my qualifications were low and that I might not be able to master it even after eight or ten years. I was worried that I would disappoint you after telling you that I could restore your appearance, so I didn't want to mention it to you."

Wen Jing: "..."

He knew that there was a lot of exaggeration in this sentence, but thinking of how You Si had tried to kill him several times, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty and distressed: "He is a narrow-minded person, senior brother, don't bother with him."

Jun Yanzhi sighed softly, and there were tears in his eyes: "I am not good at expressing myself, but if it is for you, I would go through fire and water and sacrifice my life. But You Si is really insidious. I have endured a lot of hardship in the past year. I have been suppressing it so hard that I almost thought I couldn't do it..."

Wen Jing: "..."

Who said he couldn't do it! This is pure nonsense!

Jun Yanzhi slowly pushed Wen Jing onto the bed, rubbing and sucking his neck gently: "On the day after your wedding, why don't you stay in the room? I was groggy last night and didn't feel it carefully..."

Wen Jing was so distracted by his seduction that he didn't know when half of his clothes were taken off. Suddenly, he remembered the miserable state of being forced to lie on the bed while crying hoarsely last night. A wave of fear rushed to his head, and he immediately pushed him and said: "Brother, I will rest at Yurong Peak this month. Let's talk about these things later."

"Hmm?" Jun Yanzhi gritted his teeth tightly.

"Brother... you have taken over the position of the leader of Hongxiu Peak. You should supervise the practice of the disciples in the peak and not slack off." Wen Jing lowered his head and cleared his throat, then picked up his long gown and ran to the door quickly.

Five

or six days later, everyone in the Qingxu Sword Sect was talking about the major events in the sect.

"Have you heard? The sect master moved to Yurong Peak immediately after his wedding, and Jun Yanzhi stayed alone in the empty room."

"Ah? Did they have a fight?"

"Ah... Looking at the sect master's face, I'm afraid Jun Yanzhi wouldn't be able to do anything..."

"What do you mean? Could it be that the sect master is not the one up there?"

"Liu Qianmo once said inadvertently that the sect master had been following Jun Yanzhi since he was a child, and admired him so much that he lost his way. It was clear who was superior and who was inferior in their words. In fact, Jun Yanzhi only has feelings of love and care for the sect master. He didn't have any other feelings before. Now that his face is disfigured, I'm afraid it's mostly heartache and responsibility, and he only sees him as a younger brother."

"But the sect master treats Jun Yanzhi..."

"The sect master can't wait to marry into Hengyang Palace as soon as possible, what do you think?"

"In that case, Jun Yanzhi is really a bit pitiful."

"He likes men and women and we don't know it, but he is really entangled by our sect master."

Wen Jing naturally heard some rumors, but he never cared about these things, so he didn't care at all. What they said was right. When he was a child, he followed Jun Yanzhi around all day. Jun Yanzhi has already married him. The matter is done. What else is there to complain about. After a while, when he is not so scared, he will of course go back to live with him.

He is now practicing the calmness of the mountains and rivers, and then the heaven-defying technique of the Suxin Sword. In addition, he also plans to redistribute the disciples of the various peaks of the Sword Sect, just like a university, the peak masters with different spiritual roots and the monks in the late foundation building stage will teach in the Qingxu Hall at different times, and those with similar spiritual roots or interested disciples will sign up to participate. However, such new policies will inevitably encounter resistance when implemented, and there will also be unexpected drawbacks. As for whether they are effective when implemented, that is another matter.

On this day, Gui Xinbi and Liu Qianmo went down the mountain and brought a book to Wen Jing when they came back.

Wen Jing didn't know what they meant, so he opened it and saw that on the first page it was written: "Master Xi destroyed Hengyang Palace in anger, and Yun Shaoyi endured for more than ten years."

The printing of this book was not exquisite, and the pages were rough. It was a vulgar reading material circulated in the market. After reading for a while, Wen Jing realized that what was written in the book was not entirely correct. Xi Fang was described very roughly as a sanctimonious, smiling, treacherous person, while Jun Yanzhi was described as a graceful, wronged blooming white lotus. Between the lines, the author revealed his disgust for the Qingxu Sword Sect and his indignation for Jun Yanzhi.

When he read further, when it came to the Qingxu Sword Sect merging with the Hengyang Palace through marriage, Wen Jing was described as a lustful, ugly, and unsightly person who coveted Jun Yanzhi, claiming that "the two generations of Sword Sect leaders were not worthy of Jun Yanzhi." The more Wen Jing read, the more embarrassed he felt, and he was a little angry, so he closed the book.

Liu Qianmo said, "This book is selling very well in several towns. Should we check who is behind it?"

Wen Jing said, "This book only has one-sided stories. It will not achieve anything if it flatters the public. If we investigate it carefully and find the person and punish him severely, it will show that we have no tolerance - let them say what they want." After

sending Liu Qianmo and others away, Wen Jing paced in the room for a while and couldn't help feeling a little depressed. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and regardless of whether it was late at night, he went to Jun Yanzhi's residence in Hongxiu Peak.

Jun Yanzhi was painting in the room, and he felt the door open slightly, and a dark shadow was standing beside him. His heart was filled with excitement, but he didn't show it at all. He said calmly, "What do you want to see me for tonight?"

As he spoke, he calmly rolled up the painting on the table and put it in his sleeve.

Wen Jing didn't pay any attention to what he was painting. He seemed to be a little worried and sat down on the bed, not knowing how to start. Could it be that he was affected by a vulgar book in the market?

"What are you painting?" Wen Jing asked with a smile.

"...Nothing."

"Is it just another little thing in our daily life?"

Jun Yanzhi smiled: "It is." Wen

Jing became interested: "Brother, you have drawn so many things in the past few years, let's take a look at them together tonight."

Jun Yanzhi smiled and took out several blue books on the desk: "This year I was in Hengyang Palace, and I took advantage of my free time to draw all the pictures from the past few years, including the time we raised a big turtle together, met again, caught the mat and released... I remembered a lot of things before that, and I filled them in one by one..."

Wen Jing lowered his head and pointed at the big turtle with a naive expression, and said with a smile: "When you stole its fruit, it couldn't react. It had this expression, the feeling of wanting to cry, but also very confused..."

He pointed to another picture and smiled: "Is this you and Gui Xinbi arguing? He looks like he deserves a beating."

"He deserved a beating even more."

Wen Jing smiled and turned over for a while, and suddenly stared at Jun Yanzhi, not saying a word or moving.

Jun Yanzhi smiled slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Jing smiled and lowered his head, and continued to turn over the blue cover book: "Nothing, I suddenly understood something."

It turns out that being by the side of the person you like, knowing each other and staying together is enough, everything else is insignificant and no longer important. What is important and what is not important in this world is actually so clear, but sometimes it is hard to understand, which blinds the true heart and creates troubles.

Wen Jing lowered his head and said: "I'll sleep here tonight."

"Okay." Jun Yanzhi smiled and hugged him, gently put his lips to his, and hugged him by the waist.

"Brother, in my heart, you have always been the most elegant person who is spotless and the most gentle..." Wen Jing confessed his feelings intermittently, his face flushed.

"Well..." A ball of paper in Qing Yi's sleeve fell gently to the ground.

The paper opened slightly, and vaguely saw a giant python entangled with a young man who was not wearing a single thread, entangled and tightly connected, which was the most unbearable scene last night.

"Brother, what were you drawing before I came?"

"...Nothing, drawing our future." Jun Yanzhi said softly.

"Really?" Wen Jing took off Jun Yanzhi's coat with rapid breathing, "Our future... is in the fairyland?"

Jun Yanzhi pulled off his clothes and lowered his head to kiss him: "...You are right, it is indeed like a fairyland."

·

"The seventh generation leader, Wen Jing, has been in charge of the Qingxu Sword Sect for 890 years. After refining the void, he entered the upper spirit world with the leader of Hongxiu Peak, Jun Yan, and their subsequent affairs are unknown. During the heyday, there were 1,100 disciples. Although the number was small, there were 600 foundation-building disciples, 23 golden elixir cultivators, and 4 Yuanying cultivators, the most in Zhufeng Country. However, although leader Wen made great contributions to the Sword Sect, he was criticized for marrying Jun Yan. The future generations of disciples should take this as a warning and not indulge in male beauty."

- Excerpted from Chapter 8 of "Qingxu Sword Sect·Yuanying Elder·Heling·Quotations".