Chapter 2393: The Cold Swordsman and His Innate Sword Spirit 36

Seeing that his face was pale and his breathing was a little unstable, Xing Yan and the other two quickly surrounded him and tried to change the subject by talking about the changes in the sect over the past three years and some insignificant fun things.

Xie Qingmo responded reluctantly, but his mind had already drifted away.

At this moment, the sound transmission note on Xing Yan's waist vibrated slightly.

He took a quick glance, his eyes suddenly lit up, and immediately interrupted Lan Yi who was still talking, and shouted to Xie Qingmo: "Brother, don't stand here! Go back to the bamboo forest cottage and take a look!"

This sentence was like the last straw.

Xie Qingmo's figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the direction of the bamboo forest cottage.

Passing through the familiar bamboo path, when the open space carrying countless memories came into view, Xie Qingmo suddenly stopped and stood there in a daze.

The scene before him was completely different from the bamboo house in his memory.

Elegant pavilions and waterside pavilions replaced the original simple bamboo houses, with flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings.

The clear stream surrounds the rockery and converges into a rippling pond, where several colorful koi fish are leisurely playing among the lotus leaves.

Exotic flowers and plants dot the place, the air is filled with spiritual energy and surrounded by clouds and mist, as if a fairyland has descended to the mortal world.

This... was clearly his favorite scene among the dream fragments related to Jinchen that he saw in the depths of his consciousness when he was refining the fragments of the divine gold.

He once casually mentioned to Jinchen that the pavilions and waterside terraces were beautiful...

very familiar.

Therefore, Jinchen now takes three years to replicate it.

Jinchen leaned against the vermilion pillar and looked at him with curved eyebrows, "Thank you Qingmo."

"How is it?" Jin Chen said with a bit of pride, "Does it look like... the way you looked in your dream?"

Does it look like where we used to live?

Fortunately, this is in the world of cultivation, Jinchen thought, otherwise the spirit pool alone would be difficult to replicate. During this period, he asked Lingdan to go back and ask Bai Ze several times, which led to its current state.

The corners of Xie Qingmo's eyes turned red, and his figure flashed as he threw himself into Jinchen's arms.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 95! 】

Ling Gun Gun flew behind him, [Piao Niang Piao Niang! Let the Lord God in quickly! ]

Jinchen made a grabbing motion out of thin air and threw the playful Ling Gungun into the small dark room.

At the entrance of the bamboo forest cottage, the door carved with flowing cloud patterns was ajar.

As soon as Jinchen's fingers touched the door knocker, Xie Qingmo could no longer resist the throbbing in his heart and reached out to pull him back.

Xie Qingmo raised his head, with only Jinchen's shadow reflected in his eyes at this moment, and kissed him with a longing that almost burned him.

Their lips touched, the tip of their tongues tentatively traced the outline of the lips, then went deeper, entangled gently yet forcefully, absorbing each other's breath.

The fresh fragrance of bamboo leaves, the slight astringency of new wood, and the scent of Jinchen instantly enveloped Xie Qingmo.

Jinchen then chuckled and took the initiative, grabbing the back of Xie Qingmo's neck to deepen the kiss, and with his other hand tightly wrapped around his thin waist, pressing him deeper into himself.

The door shook slightly, making a slight creaking sound.

I don't know how long it was before the two of them separated, panting slightly.

Xie Qingmo rested his forehead against Jinchen's shoulder, his cheeks flushed with excitement, and his breathing was still a little unstable.

He rubbed the warm skin of Jinchen's neck with the tip of his nose lovingly. His usually cold voice now sounded soft and sticky, like a dream talk.

"Jinchen, I miss you so much..."

The whispered words fell hotly into Jinchen's heart.

Jin Chen's heart softened instantly, and he gently rubbed his slightly cold earlobe, "Yes, I know. Then...will you let me accompany you during your next retreat?"

Xie Qingmo curled his lips in his arms, as if he was unhappy about being threatened like this, but he nodded vigorously and honestly, then buried his face deeper into his neck.

He really overestimated his ability to bear it, Xie Qingmo thought. In fact, he regretted it the moment he saw the door of the retreat cave closed.

Jinchen was amused by his rare childishness and laughed out loud. He coaxed him patiently, stroking Xie Qingmo's back until the tense body in his arms completely relaxed, leaving only the softness of attachment.

"Okay," Jinchen pinched the back of his neck, "Let's go in and take a look?"

Xie Qingmo then raised his head, his eyes still slightly red, took Jinchen's hand, and pushed open the half-open gate.

One step in, it feels like being in a dream.

Xie Qingmo walked slowly along the corridor, his fingertips brushing against the cold railings, his eyes lingering over every corner.

With every detail he looked at, the warmth in Xie Qingmo's heart surged more.

It seems as if I can see Jinchen busy here alone for the past three years.

Love is like warm spring water, gushing out from the heart, instantly filling every part of the body, almost full to the point of overflowing.

The strong throbbing made his throat tighten and his eye sockets became hot uncontrollably again.

Xie Qingmo stopped and stood in the middle of the water pavilion, looking at the fairyland in front of him that was created for him. He felt his chest filled with hot emotions, but he didn't know how to express it.

"Jinchen..." Xie Qingmo looked back at him and said softly, "I like it so much."

Jinchen embraced him again, poked his cheek, and said with his fingertips against the sunken skin, "Don't stand there like an idiot, come in and accompany me."

Xie Qingmo looked at him with red eyes, and Jinchen said confidently, "Sleep with me."

Xie Qingmo was silent for a moment, then couldn't help laughing and put his arms around Jinchen's neck.

Facts have proved that people will continue to improve when they come into contact with many things.

For example, after three years of seclusion, Xie Qingmo has been able to adapt well to the sword spirit's increasingly demanding sleeping requirements.

But Xie Qingmo blushed and his heart was beating wildly, but he didn't expect that when he got to the bedroom, Jinchen kissed him and really went to the bed...

Plan to just sleep.

Xie Qingmo, a Yuanying-stage swordsman who had just come out of seclusion and was full of energy, said: "..."

He opened his eyes and thought for a while, then looked at Jinchen, who had half of his face buried in the quilt and closed his eyes, and bit the tip of his tongue.

Xie Qingmo raised his hand, unbuckled his belt, and got into the quilt.