Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

By the pond, the passion in Shuangyu's eyes completely dissipated.

He fed the fish with a sad look on his face and sighed: "I also want to fish. I will sleep when I am full and eat when I am full. I will not have any worries."

Behind him, heavy footsteps sounded.

Shuangyu immediately calmed down his expression and turned around cautiously: "Who?"

"Amitabha……"

Bichen stared at him blankly, his eyes filled with entanglement and sadness.

"It turns out to be Master Baichen. Are you here to see Brother Qilian?"

Shuangyu changed her usual disrespect towards him, stood up respectfully, saluted, and asked with a smile.

Bichen's heart felt like it had been pierced by countless holes with a sharp knife, blood flowed out continuously, and the pain made his breathing sluggish.

"Why don't you call the poor monk Bald Donkey? Why do you keep a distance from the poor monk? Do you demons all fall in love with each other when you meet them?"

His black pupils glowed red, and he stepped forward suddenly, grabbed Shuangyu's hand, and asked.

Shuangyu was startled by the red light in his eyes and the demonic energy on his body. He tried to struggle, but was restrained tighter by the opponent.

"Let go, you're hurting me!"

With tears in his eyes, he struggled hard.

Seeing his painful appearance, Bichen felt his heart throb in pain.

What on earth is he doing...

He let go of his hand in a hurry, Baichen's eyes were filled with worry, and he wanted to check his injuries.

"Stay away from me, don't touch me!"

Shuang Yu looked stern and took a step back to warn.

His deliberate keeping of distance almost made Bichen go crazy again.

He kept taking deep breaths, his trembling lips opening and closing, but he couldn't say a word.

Shuangyu lowered his eyes slightly, with a flash of struggle in his eyes, and then raised his eyes firmly: "Master Baichen, I have never been pleased with you. If my past actions have caused you to misunderstand, then I apologize.

The only person I am happy with is brother Qilian. We will hold a knotting ceremony soon, and you are welcome to attend! "

One sentence directly caused Baichen's heart to fall into the boundless abyss.

He smiled in despair, and murmured to himself like a maniac: "That's it, that's it...it's just the poor monk who is so sentimental... Ha... haha... The poor monk sincerely wishes you two a long life together!"

Bowing deeply to Shuangyu, Baochen fled in a hurry with staggering steps.

Shuangyu's hands hidden under her robe clenched into fists and she never caught up.

"Ah Yu."

Behind him, Qilian's faint voice came.

Shuangyu paused and looked at him in a panic: "Brother Qilian, you...how long have you been listening?"

"Don't worry, I know you like me, and I have never doubted your feelings. You are mine, right, Ayu?"

Qi Lian touched the back of his head and asked with a slight smile.

He is not worried.

It's not that he is overly confident in their relationship, but that he is very confident in his soul-catching skills.

"I don't like Master Baichen, let him go."

Shuangyu lowered his head and complained.

"Okay, whatever Ayu says, it will be whatever it is."

Qi Lian smiled and spoke, and immediately sent a message to Ran Wanyue to ask her to leave.

Soon, Ran Wanyue knocked on Baochen's door.

"Master Banchen..."

Seeing the other party's helpless appearance, she smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to speak.

"Don't worry, poor monk. It's just that the poor monk is not feeling well. He will leave after a short rest."

Baichen's long eyelashes trembled and he said.

"Master Baichen, your future is more than this. Please don't ruin your future just because of a bad relationship."

Ran Wanyue sighed and consoled her.

Is it evil?

Bichen lowered his head, and for a long time, he showed a strange smile. The smile was fleeting, and he nodded numbly and closed the door.

"Luo Hua is intentional and water is ruthless. He is really a vixen. He disturbed the monks and moved their hearts..."

Ran Wanyue sighed and turned to leave.

After Qilian was injured, Shuangyu never returned to this courtyard, but stayed in Qingyue Pavilion in Qilian.

Qi Lian was worried about his health, so he did not let him stay overnight, but let him rest in the side room next to him.

After nightfall, the closed windows suddenly opened and a breeze blew through.

Baochen, who was wearing a monk's robe, stood beside Shuangyu's bed, looking at the sleeping person on the bed for a moment.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch his face, but his emotions were too restrained, and the raised hand never landed on his face.

He retracted his hand, clenched it into a fist, and said hoarsely: "The poor monk is going back to Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. There may not be a chance to see him again in the future. Donor... remember to take care of yourself."

She took a deep look at Shuangyu, as if she wanted to engrav him in her heart forever.

Baichen took a deep breath, turned around, and left.

It wasn't until he completely disappeared that the pressure guarding the door completely dissipated.

Shuangyu, who was pretending to be asleep, slowly exhaled and his whole body was wet with cold sweat.

From the corner of his eyes, a drop of reluctant tears slowly flowed out.

He thought it would be better to leave and stay away from this muddy water. At least he could save his life.

Three more days later, Hailan woke up.

Ran Wanyue got the news and hurried to his residence.

"Junior brother, you finally woke up!"

With tears in her eyes, she quickly rushed forward and hugged him.

Hai Lan's character is actually somewhat similar to Shuang Yu's original owner of this mission.

Having never been beaten up by society, they are naive and naive, a little arrogant and arrogant.

If it were Hai Lan in the past, he would have described the scene at that time with a loud voice after waking up, adding some extravagant words to describe himself as powerful and great.

But when Hai Lan woke up, she was a little too quiet.

"Sister Youlao, I'm worried. Hailan is fine."

He did not resist Ran Wanyue's embrace and thanked him in a calm tone.

"What's wrong with you? Are you still awake?"

Ran Wanyue felt strange and raised her hand to touch his forehead.

I'm not confused. Why is my personality so strange?

"Maybe I just woke up and my body and mind are not feeling well. I'll just rest for a few days and I'll be fine, senior sister."

Hailan smiled lightly and said.

Yes, after suffering such a serious injury, it is certain that he will be out of energy.

Ran Wanyue quickly put him to sleep again, got up and went to the kitchen to make porridge for him.

Hailan opened her eyes and looked at the bed curtain. Her dull expression didn't look like a human being, but more like a...puppet with no self-awareness!

Qilian took care of himself for six days and recovered a lot from his injuries.

After being able to cast spells, he immediately went to find the leader and discuss with him the ceremony of forming a knot with Shuangyu.

In the lower realm of cultivation, the war between humans, demons and monsters has been going on for hundreds of years in order to compete for cultivation resources.

Although there is a temporary truce now, it does not mean that the three parties can put aside their grudges.

The leader naturally refused and even lost his temper and scolded Qilian, saying he was confused.

His angry curses could be heard from a distance.

Everyone was worried that there would be a dispute between the two, so they all waited at a distance. Once things got out of hand, they would go in to break up the fight.

After waiting for an hour, Qi Lian came out again with a smile on his face.

"Elder Qilian, what's wrong?"

The elder of the Punishment Hall who had a good relationship with him asked earnestly.

"The leader still loves me. Although he lost his temper, he agreed at least."

Qilian smiled, his eyes filled with uncontrollable joy.