If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

As soon as they finished speaking, Jiang Miao moved.

She poured her spiritual power into it, whipped her whip in the direction of Manager Liu out of thin air, then picked up Song Shiyuan's sword and left with one hand.

The whip light, which was more than ten meters long, directly chopped the surrounding ancient trees into pieces, leaving a terrifying large crack on the ground.

The monks on Guanshi Liu's side who couldn't dodge have become dead souls under the whip.

The eldest daughter of the Jiang family, who used to be extremely talented, is now even more terrifying!

The surviving people felt a chill in their hearts. Seeing Jiang Miao taking the people away, there was nothing they could do.

Even if they were forced to stay, they would not be able to last for even half a quarter of an hour!

Jiang Miao took Song Shiyuan back to Lingyun Peak, and the system screamed crazily in his mind.

[Host! Do you still dare to take people back to Lingyun Peak? Once the news about Song Shiyuan becoming a demon is spread by the Dongfang Family, you might be besieged by the entire sect, not the entire Immortal Yuan Continent! ]

Jiang Miao frowned, a little embarrassed, "As expected, we still have to kill them all and silence them!"

[Host, is this the point? The point is to run quickly. ]

Jiang Miao, "Run wherever you want, they will come if you have the guts."

Doesn't she know how to make elixirs?

It wouldn't be difficult to refine some elixirs to cover up the demonic energy, then slap them in the face!

System 009: ahhh host, you are too stubborn.

Jiang Miao had a plan in mind, and the most important thing now was to rescue Song Shiyuan.

She put the man on the white jade bed and was about to perform exercises on him to heal his injuries.

Song Shiyuan suddenly stood up and hugged her.

Jiang Miao reached out and patted his face gently, "Why are you hugging me? Let go quickly, I want to heal your injuries."

"Huh? Is it possible that the demonic energy has eroded your mind?"

Song Shiyuan hugged her tightly, turned her over, and pushed her down.

"Song"

Before he finished speaking, Song Shiyuan blocked his lips.

Song Shiyuan's kiss was particularly wild. He pressed her lips together and kissed her very hard, as if he was afraid that someone would run away if he didn't pay attention.

Jiang Miao relaxed and raised her hands to gently hug his waist.

Song Shiyuan still had his eyes closed, as if he sensed a response and kissed him more vigorously.

Jiang Miao was afraid that if there was any further delay, either she would be knocked unconscious by the kiss, or Song Shiyuan would die of excessive blood loss.

She simply started practicing dual cultivation to help him heal his injuries.

After a day and a night, Jiang Miao removed his spiritual power, put the person on the white jade bed, covered him with a quilt and prepared to leave.

System 009's somewhat mean voice sounded.

[Host host! Song Shiyuan went dark! ]

Jiang Miao was paused by Song Shiyuan's move to cover him up with the quilt, "No, I have rescued him. Why has he turned so dark?!"

"Also, Xiao Tongzi, did you secretly use my points to buy voice packs? Why is your voice so mean lately?"

[The host is wronged, this is the voice pack reward that Tongzi and I received after upgrading! The point is that Song Shiyuan had an inner demon! ]

A flash of doubt flashed in Jiang Miao's eyes, "Song Shiyuan's mother is a human woman and his father is an orthodox immortal cultivator. How could he have inner demons?"

[After system testing, Song Shiyuan was too obsessed and eager for success, and strayed into the devil's way during practice.]

Jiang Miao has black lines all over his head. Well, he is the one who committed suicide.

If the inner demon controls the sea of ​​consciousness in the future, then he is still not Song Shiyuan?

How to proceed with this strategy?

Jiang Miao didn't have a clue, so she went out to refine the elixir to suppress the inner demons and hide the evil energy.

It was not an option in the long run. She would leave Duxian Sect after a while. She didn't want to hide here with Song Shiyuan.

Demonic cultivators will be demonic cultivators, and I won’t offend others unless they offend me. Don’t they still have a place in Xianyuan Continent!

Song Shiyuan fell into a dream on the white jade bed.

I dreamed that he and Jiang Miao were doing double cultivation on the spiritual platform.

In the dream, they hugged each other like a reflection of the lake in their hearts.

Reason told him that before taking revenge, he must not let anything affect his practice.

But when Jiang Miao came closer to him, close to his eyes, and when he faced Jiang Miao's face as beautiful as a fairy, his breathing still became faster.

Look into her moist eyes.

Even, rarely, he lost his mind.

Just when he was about to restrain himself and push the person away, the girl in front of him stood up from his legs, hugged his neck, and kissed his Adam's apple.

Song Shiyuan immediately thought that she kissed Jiang Miao like this on the day he was drunk.

His eyes were deep and obscure. This was his dream anyway. He could no longer restrain himself and hugged her. His thin lips moved up and kissed her lips.

Perhaps this dream was so real that when Song Shiyuan woke up, he could not recover for a long time.

When he came back to his senses and saw himself lying on the white jade bed, his face turned red for a moment, and he immediately opened the quilt and ran back to his room regardless of his injury.

Song Shiyuan got on the bed absentmindedly. When he touched the soft silk quilt, he subconsciously hugged the quilt tightly with his hands, and then buried his head in it.

In his mind, he imagined uncontrollably that he was buried in Jiang Miao's fragrant arms.

Song Shiyuan realized that he had such obscene fantasies about Jiang Miao and had such a dream. He lay down on his back, covered his eyes with one hand, closed his eyes, and restrained himself from thinking about it anymore.

But the reaction is getting louder and louder, and all the scenes in my mind are filled with dreams.

Those heart-stopping images gave him a flustered sense of relief.

It shattered his sanity into pieces.

Solve the cause and effect of this irrationality.

The bamboo house is quiet, but the man is rough, anxious and anxious.

One can imagine how crazy and impatient the person under the quilt is.

He was rough and deliberately made himself hurt, but in the end it was still difficult to relieve the shortcomings in his heart.

Song Shiyuan bit his lip tightly, not wanting to say that sinful name.

But my mind called me countless times.

Song Shiyuan turned over, held the quilt in his arms, arched his body, and let his hot and chaotic breathing completely control this absurdity.

He hated himself for being so easily seduced by Jiang Miao that he couldn't control himself.

In the end, he compromised, closed his eyes, and called out the girl's name.

"Jiang, Miao!"

"Senior sister." The ambiguous whispers exposed his deeply hidden secrets to the light of day.

Song Shiyuan lost his strength and let go of the quilt. When he realized who he was calling, his whole forehead veins jumped, and a sense of guilt spread.

At this moment, a seductive male voice came into his mind.

[You like her and want to get her, right? I can help you. ]

[Women like strong men. As long as you are willing to integrate with me, I can give you strength]

"Shut up!" Song Shiyuan could sense that his inner demon was becoming more and more active.

No, absolutely cannot be known to her and cannot hurt her.

He has to leave.

……

Jiang Miao came back from making alchemy and saw that the white jade bed was empty, and Song Shiyuan was nowhere to be seen.

She went to the next room and knocked on the door, "Junior brother?"

"Song Shiyuan?"

Jiang Miao opened the door and saw Song Shiyuan in the bedroom.

Did he run away?

Jiang Miao's eyes fell on the bed, and even the pale golden silk quilt she gave him was gone.

If you didn't just run away, why would you also take the quilt away?

……