Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

Zong Jue didn't like the feeling of his tail getting wet, but he still washed his tail seriously. The shampoo in the bathroom had a strange milky smell. He pinched his nose and struggled to convince himself that he would It got stuck on my tail hair which was shiny enough even though I didn't take care of it very much, so I had to rub it with soap and rinse it off.

Yegan's tail is flexible and soft enough. The bones under the thick fur from the base of the tail to the tip of the tail can be turned and bent at will. It is extremely convenient for maintaining balance. Compared with the canine fox, this feature is actually more inclined to be good at climbing. Cats, in fact, are indeed the case. Yegans have extremely superior climbing ability, and can walk on any narrow and dangerous trails like cats, and can easily walk around from behind Zong Jue like now. Before, a large canopy is placed on the legs to scrub and dry without the assistance of others.

The palm of the hand feels very rough. Zong Jue’s hometown is a sea of ​​​​hell and fire that is scorching hot all year round. Of course, the fur is not as fine and soft as those of the same race who have the need to resist the cold. , the color is also a messy color with a dirty feeling, the black at the tip and the brownish red at the root are intertwined, and the color becomes deeper after being washed by water. Zong Jue still saw a few in it... it should be said that there are many light Of course, it will not be the holy and beautiful white of the sky fox, but a color between beige and light brown, scattered among the dark hairs, if you don't look closely Just don't notice.

Probably really a little old.

Zong Jue took a hair dryer to dry the water on his tail. No matter how the appearance of the human form is the appearance of eternal youth, when it is transformed into a prototype, it will inevitably reveal its original appearance. Only a young wild man like him can This kind of mottled light-colored hair will grow, and the older you are, the more light-colored hair will be, just like human beings will grow white hair. In the concept of Yegan, he almost looks like his temples are stained with frost. Wait until later In a few years his fur will turn completely light, leaving no dark hairs.

At that time, the rough fur will become soft instead, and if you don't pay attention when you wake up in the morning, it will curl up, and if you don't pay attention, it will become a big soft fluffy ball.

Zong Jue remembered that when he was still young, he had seen such old wild animals. The fluffy light-colored hair was like clouds, and young wild animals would get in and get entangled every now and then. Come on, if you struggle hard, you will bring out a large tuft of hair, and the old wild man doesn't care much about the child, he just squints his eyes on the stone and basks in the sun, flicking his tail to pick up the cub.

They are still children.

He looked at Xiaohumaru and Yuedu, and he thought the same way. In the concept of human beings, they are all old men who are thousands of years old and hundreds of years old, but in his opinion, they are just old men who haven't experienced too much. The affairs of the world are just blindly and recklessly chasing after a child in the mirror.

To use an analogy that humans will be familiar with, it is like the man in his 40s and [-]s who has died a thousand sails. Stubborn and simple, but also soberly aware that he probably cannot give them the so-called love they want.

If you really want to say it, it's a bit ironic.

The tail trembled, and those light-colored hairs were trapped in the dark hairs, making it hard to find. After that, he washed his body hastily, and hesitated for a few seconds when choosing clothes. After all, Tsukiyomi was still outside. It was so rude, so I finally walked out of the bathroom with a heavier haori draped over the long undergarment.

Yue Duoming seemed to have fully recovered his rationality at this time, although there was still a slight blush on his cheeks, but when he was sitting on the chair by the window, he seemed to be in a trance like a bright moon, unreachable, and the long hem of his clothes was in the distance. There are winding arcs hanging from the carpet, and the fabrics woven by the Weaving Girls of the Food of the Night are always low-key but gorgeous dark colors, like a starless night, lightly sprinkled with a layer of moon's clear light, hearing the bathroom When the door rang, he raised his head subconsciously, the alienation and coldness on his face melted like ice and snow, a small dimple appeared on the corner of his lips, he opened his mouth, and for a while didn't know what to say.

Xiaohumaru, who was standing across the bed from him, raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to cause flames to burn the sheets stained with the blood of the gods to ashes. He stepped forward and trimmed the neckline of Lizong Kaoru, and asked, "Need to change the room?" ?"

Zong Jue shook his head, "It's already this time, if you continue to toss around, it will be dawn."

"I'll just rest here for a while." Zong Jue patted the sofa and said, the room arranged by Akashi's family is still very conscientious, even the sofa is enough for him to lie flat and sleep, and Ye Gan is not so picky that he just needs a high bed and a soft pillow The squeamish girl who couldn't sleep said, "Go back and rest, there's nothing wrong here."

After Zong Jue finished speaking to Xiaohuwan, he looked at Yue Duoming again, and slightly slowed down his tone: "...you can do whatever you want."

Left and right have seen how rough Yegan can be in the mating state, and in the short term, Yue Duoming probably won't be interested in doing it again with him.

"What if I want to stay?" Tsukiyomi asked - he has realized how stupid it is to stay in the food of the night and wait for Zong Jue to come to him once in hundreds of years. There are children who can cry To eat sweets, facing the only obsession in his life, Tsukiyomi didn't think it was such a difficult decision to leave Night Food for this reason.

His body seems to still remember the pleasure that swallowed him up like a tsunami storm just now, obviously he has never been addicted to carnal desires, but at this moment just looking at those lazy eyes, he feels that there is something in his heart Jumping and scratching until it itched, as if the healed bite mark on his neck was stinging again, twitching, swallowing his breath little by little.

"You can do whatever you want." Zong Jue spread his hands, and a three-point smile at the end of his eyes flashed across the face of the moon reading. Most of the young people's thoughts are easy to guess, especially this young man who has just eaten some meaty meat. , I can see at a glance what is wandering in my heart, "But I am going to sleep, and I will inevitably lose energy when I am old."

He protracted his ending and pleaded guilty, and then he fell down on the sofa, and he was not wrapped in a blanket or thin quilt, but only gathered feathers around his body, closed his eyes and there was no movement.

It doesn't necessarily mean that he is really asleep, but it means that everything tonight is put on hold for later discussion. With his attitude like this, Tsukiyomi and Xiaohumaru can only obey, and Xiaohumaru untied his waist. Kneeling down, he put the knife on his knees, looked at Zong Jue without blinking, and said in a low voice, "I will keep watch for you."

Zong Jue remained motionless with his eyes closed, as if in a deep sleep.

Yue Duming sighed, raised his hand, and the moonlight sneaked in along the gap of the curtain, woven into a soft blanket between his fingers, and fell lightly on Zong Jue.

The gods can sleep without rest, and the night should be his kingdom, Tsukiyomi sat on the chair and tapped the armrest with his finger twice, the smile on his face gradually faded.

When he smiles, there are two shallow dimples on the corners of his lips, making him appear softer and more approachable. When he is not smiling, he is the true face of Yueyomi Ming, ruthless and noble, as if he is not contaminated by the troubles of the world , with the coldness and silence coming from the bones.

He silently looked at Xiaohuwan, and Xiaohuwan sensed his gaze, and his eyes moved away from Zong Jue for a moment, and fell on the high-ranking third nobleman.

They probably belonged to the stage where they only heard their names but didn't see each other. At that time, they had no interest in each other. Of course, they have no desire to talk when they meet now. The only common topic between them is Zong Jue. Neither of them was going to talk about this topic with the other, so their eyes crossed for a moment and then separated, and the smell of confrontation could not even be ignited.

——Instead of fighting with another guy who has the same thoughts as me, it is better to think about how to make Zong Jue pay more attention to himself, whether it is the knife cast by him or the child raised by him. There is no big advantage on the road of pursuit, especially...

Xiaohuwan looked at the bracelet on Zong Jue's wrist, secretly thinking that he made a mistake.

He has not forgotten how competitive and potential opponents you are in this pill, and how easy it is to degenerate and sublimate the admiration and loyalty to the main hall, and no one can empathize with him more than him.

In particular, the main hall of his family is also very defensive, and he loves swords very much.

Zong Jue turned over with his eyes closed. The sofa was actually a bit crowded for him. It was still somewhat difficult to lie flat and turn over. When he turned over halfway, he encountered the obstacle of the back of the sofa, so he kept halfway. The posture of not turning over does not move, the back of the small half of the head is facing Xiaohuwan and Yueyueming, breathing steadily as if he is really asleep.

Silent all night.

Zong Jue closed his eyes and fell asleep at first, but later he really fell asleep in a daze. The dream was not done, but sleeping on the sofa was not very comfortable.

Compared with Akashi and the others next door, they didn't sleep well. Akashi and Kuroko, who had known the existence of monsters for a long time, had no nightmares to disturb their sleep. However, the few in the same room were quite frightened. One or two nightmares continued at night. Even with the two of them, they couldn't sleep well. They were often woken up by the screams of their teammates in their sleep just after falling asleep, which made them all look depressed the next morning.

"You look really bad." Nuliang Kobi laughed and ruffled Akashi's hair, "I remember you were going to the mountains today?"

"Not going for the time being." Akashi pressed his throbbing forehead, "Take a short rest for a couple of days before continuing the training camp."

Since it was not possible in the mountains, there should be no problem at the seaside. He remembered that his father had given him a villa by the seaside for his birthday, but the training plan had to be adjusted, and it would take a few days to delay.

"Tell me when you go." Nuliang Liban said, "I'll ask Heitianfang and Qingtianfang to go with you, just in case."

"Well, it's troublesome." Akashi said, unconsciously rubbing the business card in his pocket.

Huang Quan or something, you should know more about God.

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Zong Jue: I am an old man now [kindly smile]