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

"Yes, yes, I am thinking about him, and I am thinking about how to let him die!"

Shuangyu was frightened and quickly answered.

Baichen looked like I don't believe you.

"If you really hate him so much, why did you agree to become a Taoist companion with him!"

That voice can best be described as sinister and strange.

What's wrong with having the illusion that your current boyfriend is holding on to your past love history?

Shuangyu was speechless.

But he couldn't tell Bichen about the underworld.

"I really don't have that kind of feeling for him. Haven't you heard that a person is in the enemy's camp and his heart is with the Han? If I don't feed the tiger with my body, how can I deal with him! I really don't like him!"

Somewhat annoyed, Shuangyu explained dryly.

"Then who do you like?"

Baichen asked again in an aggressive manner.

"I like a big bald ass who is hairless, doesn't know how to be romantic, and turns black at every turn, okay?"

Shuang Yu's hair exploded and she stepped heavily on his instep.

"I love you too, Yu...from the first time we met in the ruined temple..."

Baochen showed a very charming smile, held his cheek and confessed affectionately.

"Then thank you so much, why did you throw me out because you were emotional?!"

Shuangyu seized the opportunity for revenge and held on to one thing.

"I did not do it on purpose……"

The latter explained anxiously.

"But you still threw me out."

"I……"

"You abandoned me and left me alone in the heavy rain!"

"Sorry……"

Baochen looked extremely sad and apologized with choked sobs.

The joke seems to have gone a bit too far...

Shuangyu scratched his head in embarrassment.

It seems that Baochen in this world is a crazy warrior of pure love.

"Forget it, I have a lot of them, so I don't have the same experience as you."

Waving his hands, he pretended to be generous.

"Throwing you out is beyond my control..."

Baichen's eyes were full of sadness, he shook his head, his tone was very difficult.

Before Shuangyu could speak, he suddenly unbuttoned his clothes.

"What are you doing, you still want to do it just because you don't agree? Let me tell you, this kind of thing can't be solved once, not twice, and even three times!"

Shuangyu trembled and held on to his shaky old waist, saying with a look of horror.

The latter looked up at him with an innocent and ignorant look, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words.

“See these verses?”

He grabbed his hand and placed it on his honey-colored skin.

Only then did Shuangyu discover that his body was left with pitted scripture scars.

"I am a demon baby. I was born by sucking the lives of innocent people in the entire village... The master was kind-hearted and left my life. In order to suppress my demonic energy, the master and the four leaders spent most of the Buddha's life. Using my golden pupils as formation eyes, I set up a formation to suppress the demonic energy in my body.

Affected by scriptures and demonic energy, I cannot have too many emotional ups and downs...love, hate, anger, ignorance, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy...these will make my demonic energy surge.

Once the demonic energy surges, the scriptures will suppress it, and the two will compete with each other, causing unbearable pain.

Master once made a divination for me, saying that I would encounter a love disaster when I went down the mountain.

I have tried very hard not to be tempted by you... But I can't... You seem to be a piece of flesh in my heart that I can't let go of, and I can't bear to let go...

Yu, if you abandon me again, I will really let the entire world of cultivation be buried with you... You are so kind, you must not be able to bear to see them die, right? "

Bichen's eyes were filled with pain, and his teeth kept tightening and biting.

The love is too forbearing, too humble, and the look of begging for mercy makes people feel distressed inexplicably.

Every time, Shuangyu will forget the feelings between them.

But every time, he pursued her relentlessly, making him willing to sink again...

Are those loves really forgotten?

If he is really forgotten, how to explain why the time he falls in love becomes shorter and shorter in each world?

"If you could go back in time, what would you choose?"

Shuangyu asked after being silent for a long time.

"No matter how many lives I come back to, my choice will never change."

Baichen answered firmly.

"Idiot...does it hurt?"

The tip of his nose was sore, he gently touched the scars on his body and asked hoarsely.

Bichen shook his head: "If this is a test that I must accept to fall in love with you, then I will bear it willingly."

"I thought he was a piece of wood, but turned out to be a master flirt..."

Shuangyu was a little shy and muttered.

The latter still looks innocent.

Really... Innocence defeats innocence!

With a burst of laughter, Shuangyu motioned for him to squat down.

Without any hesitation, Baichen squatted down obediently.

The next second, a weight fell on his back.

The familiar scent enveloped him.

"Let's go and find the magic weapon!"

Shuangyu chuckled and ordered, kissing him suddenly on the cheek.

"Ah."

Bichen showed a faint smile, carried him on his back, and chased after him looking for his breath.

There is no sword control, and there is no teleportation array.

They stopped and walked along the way, admiring the scenery along the way, and occasionally encountered a few troublesome monsters or evil spirits, and helped to deal with them.

These three days can be regarded as the most comfortable three days since they came to the world of spiritual cultivation.

There is no one to chase, and there is no need to rack your brains to think about those troublesome opponents.

At noon on the fourth day, they finally caught up with each other and arrived at a small town.

Baichen once left a trace of demonic energy on the other party, so he was not afraid of losing him at all.

Without stopping in the town, they headed all the way to the mountains in the north.

There is a foot shop for people to have tea on the roadside. When the two of them passed by, the female shopkeeper was closing the stall.

It's only noon, why is the stall already closed? !

Shuangyu was confused, but didn't think much about it.

Just as they were passing by the foot shop, the kind-hearted proprietress stopped them.

"Two warriors, please stay. You are foreigners. Further ahead is Tongtai Mountain. It will be very dangerous after a while. It's better to go to the town to rest for one night and start the journey again tomorrow."

"Thank you, eldest sister, for reminding me. Are there any evil spirits or ghosts in this mountain?"

Shuangyu asked proactively.

"It's impossible to say for sure. After all, no one can come out alive after entering the mountain... There are a few kind-hearted monks who came to help, but it's a pity that they were beaten by meat buns and never came back..."

The landlady sighed and said.

Shuangyu asked Bichen with his eyes, are you sure the person carrying the magic weapon has entered the mountain?

Baichen nodded.

Then you have to go there.

Shuangyu cupped his hands and thanked the proprietress again, and the two continued to move forward.

"Young people today are willing to risk their lives..."

The landlady sighed, seemingly determined that the two of them would never return.

The closer we get to Tongtai Mountain, the clearer the feeling of déjà vu becomes.

Shuangyu frowned, lowered his voice and said, "What do you feel?"

"Yin Yang Formation!"

Baichen frowned and said firmly.

The place was filled with gloomy energy, which was exactly the same as the place where they met the ghost cultivator.

"After I leave, where will the ghost cultivator go?"

Shuangyu asked again.

Bichen shook his head in embarrassment: "I was confused at the time and didn't pay attention, but he should still be alive. Among the less than a hundred people left at that time, no one was his opponent."

At that time, the ghost cultivators devoured the souls of a large number of monks, and it was easy to escape.

Could it be that the ghost cultivator also went to the upper realm of cultivation? !

"Let's go and meet him."

Shuangyu narrowed his eyes, his eyes cold and soul-stirring.

He must ask the ghost cultivator about the origin of the Yin-Yang Formation!