After the villain resigned

The thing to do now is to find a place to rest.

Standing in Yunmengze City, Jiang Yi thought, one of them is wounded and the other unconscious, they really have no fighting power, and they have to wait until their bodies recover before making any plans.

It's just that this Yunmeng Lake is a bit too spacious.

The doors and windows of the buildings on both sides of the road were tightly closed. Occasionally, a monk passed by, with a frosty face and the appearance of avoiding strangers.

Jiang Yi yelled, but the man was like a deaf and blind man, and he didn't respond at all.

"This Yunmengze..." Jiang Yi muttered, "Why is it so strange?"

Resigned to his fate, he took a large part of Zhou Siwei's body, randomly chose a road full of willows, and walked up it.

Before he took a few steps, Jiang Yi slid past a small and nimble bird, his eyes followed the arc of the bird's flight, and finally looked at the sky above Yunmengze.

In fact, the top of Yunmeng Lake is not the sky, what catches the eyes is the blue lake water that is three points clearer than the sky.

Among them, the koi shakes its tail, the transparent umbrella-shaped jellyfish passes by with its long tentacles, and the colorful coral blooms quietly like a peacock.

Jiang Yi was about to look away, but saw a huge shadow slowly approaching.

It took the fish a quarter of an hour to swim its whole body to the other end of the lake. Standing below and looking up, only the white belly of the fish could be seen.

"This is the dream whale of Yunmengze." A soft voice suddenly sounded beside him, "Innate immortals can't dream, so they rely on the dream whale to create beautiful dreams."

Jiang Yiyi looked down, and at some point, a little girl about seven or eight years old ran to his side, but he didn't notice it at all.

The little girl combed a bun with two beaded chains on it, a little red on her forehead, she looked icy and cute.

She smiled slightly at Jiang Yi, showing her teeth the size of two grains of rice, and asked, "Do you want to stay in a hotel?" She raised a fat white finger and pointed forward.

Jiang Yiyi looked in the direction she pointed, there was a seven-story building there, and two fiery red lanterns hung directly opposite the door, illuminating the plaque hanging in the middle.

Four words were randomly engraved on it - an inn.

A gust of warm and humid wind blew by, sweeping up the amorous willow branches on the roadside, and a touch of green flashed past my eyes.

Jiang Yi turned his face to look for the figure of the little girl, only to find that the little girl had disappeared without a sound. He looked around, and there was an empty road, only him and Zhou Siwei.

Jiang Yi hesitated for a moment, but still helped Zhou Siwei into this inn.

The vermilion rhombic wooden door creaked open.

Jiang Yili led a man who was a head taller than him across the stone sill at the door with great effort.

When I looked up, I happened to see a painting hanging on the wall, golden boys and girls were playing and laughing under the willow tree, and one of them was the little girl I met just now.

It turned out to be a touch of the soul of painting, that's why she disappeared without a trace, and she couldn't detect her breath at all.

Going further inside, there is a beautiful woman sitting at the counter.

This beauty is taking a selfie in the mirror, and she can't see what she looks like, but as long as she sees her bright wrist, she will feel that she is a beautiful woman in the world.

Jing Ji knew that someone had come in, but she was looking at the beauty in the mirror with spring water and skin like cream, and she didn't have time to talk to these two guests—beauties always get preferential treatment.

It wasn't until the two guests came to the counter that Jing Ji pursed her red lips, and said softly, "One hundred crystal stones for one night stay in the hotel, the price is the same."

Jiang Yi supported Zhou Siwei with one hand, and dug into the storage bag with the other.

ding ding ding-

A few spars fell from between Jiang Yi's fingers and landed on the counter. One of them rolled to Jing Ji's face. She stretched out her jade-like nails, held it down and wanted to move forward. Rolling spar.

"This spar is not enough." Jing Ji picked up the shabby spar, and said in a mean tone, "If there is no spar, then from here..."

When she raised her eyes, before she could say the last half sentence, she changed her tone abruptly, "...it can be cheaper." Jing Ji's gaze stayed on Jiang Yi's face for a moment, and she smiled softly, " Beauty always gets preferential treatment."

Jiang Yi continued to grab a handful, put all the crystals on his body on the table, and asked, "Is it enough?"

"Enough." Jing Ji straightened up and handed out a jade token. Her shoulders were shaved, her waist was plain, and her air was blue. She lowered her eyes and cast an ambiguous look, "If you are willing to accompany me... …could be cheaper."

Jiang Yiyi glanced at the proprietress, just in time to see the plump whiteness on his chest, but his heart remained unmoved, and he coldly rejected the invitation, "No need."

Afterwards, regardless of what Jing Ji said, Jiang Yi directly took the room jade tablet, deliberately avoiding Jing Ji's slender, white fingers like green jade.

Jing Ji didn't care, covered her lips and let out a chuckle, staring at Jiang Yi's back until she couldn't see her at all, then she looked away.

She raised her soft and boneless wrist, tapped the void in front of her, and lazily twisted a stick of sandalwood, "Furong is drunk." The corners of her mouth slightly curled up, "I like Furong drunk."

The golden boy and jade girl who were chasing and playing in the painting stopped, and the jade girl turned into a wisp of green smoke and fell to the ground, her face was no longer innocent and cute, but revealed a little sinister.

"Yes." After a while, the jade girl regained her cuteness as a little girl, "Drunken lotus is the best sword..."

Before she finished speaking, Jing Ji lazily raised a finger to her lips, "Shhh—"

Yu Nu immediately closed her mouth, took Jing Ji's sandalwood with both hands, walked a few steps forward, and turned into a wisp of green smoke, which drifted silently into the room in the corridor.

A gust of evil wind blew at the entrance of the inn, and the two red lanterns swayed around, illuminating the words on the plaque again.

Now it is not "an inn" as Jiang Yi saw, but has become the words "life in, death out".

This is a famous black shop in Yunmengze.

Jiang Yiyi walked along the long and narrow corridor with his help. There were all kinds of exquisite lanterns hanging on both sides. He looked at them one by one. Among them, there were cute white rabbits and vicious ghosts, but there were no other rooms. Lights came out, as if they were the only guests in the inn.

According to the shape engraved on the jade plaque, Jiang Yi stood in front of a room with a hibiscus flower lantern hanging at the door, and saw a flash of light on the jade plaque, and the door of the room opened slowly.

A wisp of deserted hibiscus flower fragrance wafted out, the fragrance was very light, if you didn't smell it carefully, you wouldn't be able to catch this fragrance at all.

Jiang Yiyi put Zhou Siwei on the bed, and the man closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The wound on his body was only treated briefly during the escape, and it has not fully healed until now.

Jiang Yiyi took a breath first, and after recovering, he stretched out his hand and tore off Zhou Siwei's collar, revealing a bloody wound on his chest.

Due to the passage of time, the clothes had already stuck to the flesh, and as soon as the hand holding the collar was hard, the sound of flesh tearing could be heard.

Zhou Siwei didn't make any sound, but his knuckles turned white and his eyelashes trembled slightly. He opened his eyes abruptly, looking at the ceiling above with dilated pupils, but he didn't realize what happened.

Jiang Yi raised his arm and took off the blood-stained clothes, revealing his body inside, only then did he realize how badly he was injured.

Zhou Siwei's left shoulder was completely pierced, and the pale bones inside could be seen. Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to brush it lightly, and his fingertips condensed a ball of green light, moistening the flesh above.

Wherever the green light went, wisps of mist emerged. Originally, Zhou Siwei's strong physique could heal in just a moment, but there was a destructive chill at the wound, which was always there. creating pain.

After the mist cleared, the horrible wound on his shoulder also disappeared, leaving no scars.

Jiang Yi turned to look at another wound.

That's in the belly.

Zhou Siwei's figure is very good, especially his abdomen, which is covered by a thin layer of muscle, which floats up and down with his breathing. It is not exaggerated, but it can be seen that it contains infinite strength.

Especially in bed...

Jiang Yiyi shook his head, and shook off the sudden thought. He held his breath, and moved his fingers to Zhou Siwei's waist.

It's not very soft, and it can be said to be a bit hard. There are sparse hairs growing below the belly button, and it grows until the bottom is covered by the pants.

Jiang Yi couldn't hold back, and pressed on the abdominal muscles, which were very elastic.

Zhou Siwei could hold back even the severe pain, but now he let out a nasal sound, "Mmm..." He wanted to raise his hand to stop it, but he was limp and powerless, so he could only say in a low voice, "Don't..."

Jiang Yi explained solemnly: "I'm checking how your injury is doing."

After speaking, he moved his hands away from his abdominal muscles and pressed towards the wound.

After the abdominal wound healed, Jiang Yiyi lowered his head to look at the last place - the left thigh, near the root.

Zhou Siwei also lowered his eyes and looked over.

This position is a bit awkward. If you have to take off your pants, you will touch places that shouldn't be touched without paying attention.

"How about..." Zhou Siwei said hoarsely, "Forget it."

Jiang Yiyi glanced at him and asked, "Where haven't you seen it?" He took off the pair of pants and pressed his fingers on them.

Jiang Yiyi's hands were a little cold, but Zhou Siwei's skin was hot. When they touched each other, an indescribable feeling appeared.

The skin under the fingertips collapsed in an instant, and the wound that had healed a little opened up again, and a little blood red appeared.

"Relax." Jiang Yiyi said while stroking his thigh comfortingly.

But this kind of action seemed to be counterproductive, which made Zhou Siwei even more nervous, and he shouted in a low voice: "It's easy..."

"Huh?" Jiang Yi raised his eyes and looked over.

Zhou Siwei's Adam's apple rolled, he closed his eyes, and said nothing.

Jiang Yi felt a little strange, and continued to lower his head, drawing the nearby fairy air for healing.

The thigh injury was the most serious, and it took the longest time. Jiang Yi twirled his fingers around it, and only withdrew his hand after the wound was completely healed.

For some reason, Jiang Yi subconsciously glanced at Zhou Siwei's unspeakable place.

Uh... quite spiritual.

And it stood there straight up.

This person is like this, how can he still be so energetic?

"Cough." Jiang Yiyi coughed in a cover-up manner, "Okay." He picked up a robe and covered Zhou Siwei casually without taking a second look.

After a while, Jiang Yiyi suddenly said, "Why don't you soak in a hot spring?" After finishing speaking, he added another sentence of explanation, "Force the remaining cold air out of your body."

Zhou Siwei did not refuse, "Okay."

Jiang Yi stood up first, and pulled away a thin layer of veil, revealing a pool behind, with clusters of treasure-shaped flowers carved on the bottom of the pool, and a white jade lotus platform hanging in front of the pool.

I don't know what method was used, but it only needs to pass a little fairy air into the lotus platform, and a fiery stream of water will burst out, filling the entire pool in a short time.

The water waves swayed and made soft sounds, the clear water surface was sprinkled with fluorescent lights, and the light mist was lingering. At first glance, it looked like the night sky was shining, and you could see the baoxiang flowers blooming at the bottom of the pool.

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water, and it was quite hot. He looked back and signaled Zhou Siwei to come over.

Xu was injured too badly, Zhou Siwei didn't recover a bit, his body was still weak.He stretched out his right hand to prop up the bed and stood up with great effort, his body shaking as soon as his heels hit the ground.

He suddenly smelled a faint scent of hibiscus, frowned and asked, "What smell?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yi also sniffed carefully, with a puzzled expression on his face, "I don't smell anything." Then he looked around, and there was no incense in the room.

Zhou Siwei turned his head to catch the scent of hibiscus, but it had disappeared in the air, and he could not smell it anymore. He almost thought it was his hallucination.

Over there, Jiang Yi had already taken off his outer robe, and the silk and satin slid down his skin softly. He threw the clothes aside, stepped on the stone steps beside the bath with bare feet, and submerged step by step into the hot spring water.

So Zhou Siwei put this question to the back of his mind, and followed into the pool.

The hot spring water is boiling and clear.

Jiang Yi crossed the water's edge with both arms, and reached the edge of the pool with a kick of his feet, and stretched out his hands to touch Zhou Siwei's chest.

Although the water in this pool is hot, Zhou Siwei's skin is hotter than the hot spring.

Jiang Yiyi sent a ray of fairy air into Zhou Siwei's body, and only withdrew his hand after confirming that all the cold air had been expelled.

When he retracted his hand, he accidentally bumped into something, and Zhou Siwei's muffled groan came from next to his ear.

Jiang Yiyi squinted his eyes, looked at Zhou Siwei's face through the thin mist, and suddenly wrapped his arms around his shoulders, pressing his body tightly together.

"Do you want to..." Jiang Yiyi put his lips on Zhou Siwei's ears, maybe only this part of his body was slightly colder, and the words behind were buried between his lips and teeth.

But needless to say, both of them knew what was implied.

Jiang Yili sticks out the tip of his tongue carefully, and gently strokes the contours of the ears.

Zhou Siwei's body was shaken violently, he pushed the boat along the water, put his palm on Jiang Yi's waist, bent his thumb, and stroked the smooth and moist skin.

In fact, monks are rarely interested in such things.

To put it bluntly, it is pure-hearted and ascetic.

Normally, Lijiang would never have thought of such a thing, but today he had an inexplicable reaction...

Jiang Yi felt the temperature on Zhou Siwei's body, and suddenly smelled the fragrance of hibiscus flowers, which was so lingering that his body softened, almost turning into a puddle of spring water.

At this critical moment, there was a "bang" at the door.

The door was opened, and a gust of cold wind poured in, lifting the soft veil that was covering it to a corner, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Someone came in.

Jiang Yi stopped, and said sharply: "Who!" He raised his eyes and looked at the past, a murderous intent emerged from his red cheeks.