Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

The flowers in the backyard were in full bloom, and two figures sat facing each other under the gazebo.

"Thank you for your help, Immortal Venerable. If you hadn't arrived in time, I fear I would have met with misfortune." The tall man's large, well-defined hands firmly gripped the handle of the celadon teapot. His fingertips brushed against the glaze, and with a slight tilt of his wrist, he poured a cup of tea for the person opposite him.

"Immortal, please try it; it's just been warmed up."

Chi Buwan narrowed her peach blossom eyes, trying to find the grievance she had just seen on Xiao Wuli's face, but she found nothing. Instead, she met a pair of breathtakingly beautiful phoenix eyes that were also glistening with moisture.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly as he lowered them to avoid eye contact, but his gaze fell on those delicately shaped lips, which seemed to appear only in two-dimensional comics.

Oh my god!

Beautiful enough to dazzle the eye.

She quickly withdrew her gaze, no longer daring to look.

He's a man too, what does it mean to stare at another man like that?

It wouldn't be good if people misunderstood me as gay.

"Immortal Venerable?"

When Chi Buwan came to his senses, he looked up and followed the sound to the person in front of him. He saw that the person's phoenix eyes were slightly open, and the mole at the corner of his eye seemed to be stained with tears as he looked at him nervously.

Is it too late?:..........

How can a man be so handsome?

This is exactly how he imagined his ideal type to grow up.

It's a pity he's a man.

"Thank you." Chi Buwan sighed regretfully, took the teacup from his hand, and raised it slightly in acknowledgment. "It was nothing, no need to be so polite."

If we can't be Daoist partners, we can be brothers.

With such a handsome man as his brother, he'll have face when he goes out.

Chi Buwan's gaze hardened as she looked at the teacup that had been brought to her, and she naturally reached out to clink glasses with him.

Let's drink this cup and become sworn brothers!

Without hesitation, he finished his tea, oblivious to the gaze directed at him. He set down his teacup, looked at Xiao Wuli who had also finished his tea, and said magnanimously, "Brother Xiao, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, everything in front of him began to spin. He frowned and tried to forcefully circulate his spiritual energy, but his dantian was empty, containing nothing at all.

Is it too late?

Depend on!

The tea is poisoned!

He bent his arm, pressed his elbow against the stone table, and supported his head with his palm. The surroundings spun chaotically, and a row of dizzying stars appeared before his eyes. He shook his head, but everything in front of him spun even more violently.

Is Brother Xiao alright?

Chi Buwan forced herself to lift her head, her sleeve slipped down, revealing a section of her fair arm. Because she was dizzy and couldn't see the person in front of her, her brows furrowed slightly upwards, forming a faint crease, which made her peach blossom eyes glisten with tears. She could only vaguely make out a figure.

He suddenly lost all strength, but just as he was about to crash into the stone table, a large hand cushioned his forehead.

In the instant I fainted, only one thought flashed through my mind.

He'll always remember his good brother! But... wasn't Brother Xiao poisoned?

...Very good!

But something seems a bit strange.

.

A jumble of noises filled my ears. I listened to them in a daze. One moment it was an old voice saying that this was against the rules, the next it was a cold and hoarse voice telling people to get lost, and there were other strange and bizarre sounds.

"Master!"

Suddenly, all sounds faded away, and he felt as if he were falling into a bottomless abyss, his cheeks stinging from the wind.

But is the wind hot?

As his sense of touch gradually returned, he slowly realized that what was rubbing his face was not the wind, but the man's rough fingertips.

Is it too late?

Who is it?

How rude! Are you using his face as a paper towel to wipe your hands?

His brow furrowed, and he struggled to rise from the deep water. The impolite hand on his cheek left, and the unease in his subconscious gradually faded away. Then, the next second, his waistband was grabbed.

Is it too late?:........

Beep be ...

He's encountered a psychopath!

When Chi Buwan suddenly realized what was happening, his struggle with his consciousness intensified, but he only managed to twitch his fingertips slightly.

no! ! !

Dude!

He's a man!

Who the hell wants to mess with him?

Are you blind?

Him! Is it too late?! A man!! And a straight man at that!!!

The burning hot fingertips touched his navel through a thin layer of silk.

Is it too late?!

Help! Help! Catch this pervert!!

Pervert!

Can't you see he has an Adam's apple? Wait till he takes his pants off, he'll be scared to death!

Wait a minute! This pervert wouldn't be thinking of helping him out, would he?

Chi Buwan paused between his brows, then cracked and spread little by little. After two seconds of silence, his consciousness let out a thunderous cry for help.

Help!

His pants were grabbed, and just as they were about to be pulled down, a pair of hands seized the wrists of the troublemaker.

Panting heavily, Chi Buwan was relieved that he had broken free from the prison of his consciousness at the critical moment. After catching his breath, he quickly looked up and froze when he saw the face in front of him.

Brother Xiao?

The pair of narrow, almond-shaped eyes had lost their previous sparkle, replaced by a dark, obsessive possessiveness, even the mole at the corner of the eye seemed to be stained with a sticky love.

Is it too late?

...ha?

What happened?

He turned his head to look around, and what came into view was a rosewood bed with thin red gauze curtains hanging down with tiny jade pendants, as if the bed could make a tinkling sound if it moved at all.

Was it Brother Xiao who arrived in time to help him drive away that pervert?

But...

Chi Buwan slowly lowered her head, looking at the hand that was gripping the perverted wrist, and then slowly looked up along the strong arm with slightly bulging veins, meeting once again those phoenix eyes full of dark, lustful desire.

he:.

An undeniable thought flooded his mind—the pervert from just now was none other than Brother Xiao standing before him.

Is it too late?:........

"Immortal, I have had an illness since childhood."

She snapped out of her daze, focused her gaze, and looked at the man in front of her with a hoarse voice.

disease?

The spiritual energy from the fingertips holding his wrist probed into his body, and it was found that he was as strong as an ox, brave and vigorous, and even his kidneys, which are generally not good for men, were incredibly strong.

To put it bluntly, it's the kind of powerful force that can kill people.

Chi Buwan's eyes showed even more confusion, because when they were slightly closed, the small mole hidden above her eyelids was revealed.

This doesn't look like someone is sick at all.

Xiao Wuli stared straight at him with his dark eyes, his expression unchanged, and said, "Since I was a child, the Imperial Preceptor has told me that I will not live past the age of 22 unless I can find the essence of an immortal."

"I didn't believe these things at first, but now that I'm 21, strange things happen when I go out or even in my own home. Today, the Immortal Venerable saw it too. I was just sitting in a carriage, and the horses were startled and ran around for no reason."

Chi Buwan accepted this situation in just two seconds and felt that his brother's life was too hard, and he was lucky to have met him.

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, and said, "Perhaps Heaven did not want me to die like this, which is why it arranged for the Immortal Venerable to meet me..."

Chi Buwan nodded in agreement, slowly releasing her grip on his wrist and lowering her guard: "It's just essence blood. You can have it if you want it."

A cultivator's essence blood is a condensation of their life force and blood essence. He is now in the late stage of the Dao Integration Realm and can condense a drop in an instant. He never expected that something so ordinary to him could save Brother Xiao's life.

The surrounding void seemed to sway slightly. Chi Buwan noticed this, raised his eyes to look at the spot where the shaking was most intense, and frowned slightly.

"Really?" Xiao Wuli's even hoarse voice slowly rang out, sounding both incredulous and expectant, yet also filled with suppressed excitement.

Chi Buwan's attention was focused on the swaying void, and she didn't hear the fluctuations in his emotions. She nodded and said, "Mm."

Suddenly, the jade pendants hanging from the bed curtains jingled. Chi Buwan looked at Xiao Wuli, who had grabbed his wrist, pinned him down, and was kneeling above him, with a look of horror.