After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

Mo Cangming stood in the cold wind and slanting rain of autumn, raindrops sliding down his hair and moisture condensing on his long eyelashes.

Unfortunately, when I looked around, I couldn't find any trace of Lin Songyan.

Where can the rabbit who is afraid of cold and dirt jump to?

If he hides again, will Mo Cangming still be able to find him?

This time, after understanding Lin Songyan's feelings, he would never be the one to let go.

But after searching every corner of the inn in the heavy rain, there was no trace of anything.

He lost his beloved again.

Mo Cangming knelt under a tree whose yellow leaves had fallen halfway due to the rain, covering his broken ribs. His lungs were pierced by the chains of water and were aching slightly, and diluted blood was flowing down.

He didn't know if he could hold on until the moment he found Lin Songyan.

"Little Immortal, didn't you say you loved me and wanted to be my life-extending furnace? Why are you regretting it now?"

These were the nonsense he said when he first met Lin Songyan at Songya Peak. At that time, he was just an ordinary demon.

Not throwing Lin Songyan into the Demonic Lotus Pond after using him was already considered exceptionally kind.

But now...

"I like you too. Please, I really beg you to save my life. I will cherish this life and use it to accompany you well..."

Mo Cangming kept repeating his confession and didn't dare to leave the place, for fear that Lin Songyan would not be able to find him when he came back.

However, Lin Songyan was crying bitterly in the corner, but someone covered his mouth and nose with his hands, letting the heavy rain cover up his cries.

The person who kidnapped Lin Songyan was Lian Lingyu.

He brought Lin Songyan to a dilapidated temple in the countryside and built a fire inside.

The firewood crackled, warming up the entire ruined temple.

The firelight made Lin Songyan's cheeks bright and beautiful. He rested his head on his folded hands, resting them on his knees, without saying a word.

"Want to go back to find him?" Lian Lingyu asked while fiddling with the thin firewood.

The young man in purple had the same handsome face as his father, with slightly droopy almond-shaped eyes, which showed that he still had some childishness.

He wore a silver buckle on each wrist and was roasting a few potatoes he had dug up from somewhere on a tree branch.

Lin Songyan snorted, "Let me go back quickly, your brother is still waiting for me."

Lian Lingyu was obviously furious, glancing at Lin Songyan's stubborn pale lips.

"He is not my elder brother! I am the son of the Holy Lord. Have you forgotten this?"

"Lin Songyan, the furnace is to nourish others with itself. Don't you know that Mo Cangming is using a tormenting trick on you? Why are you jumping into the fire pit yourself?"

Lian Lingyu had long been neglected by the Saint Sovereign because he lost his mother at a young age, and the Saint Sovereign raised him with hatred for Bai Yinchen.

At the same time, because of Mo Cangming's halo, Lian Lingyu was shrouded in shadow, and was regarded by everyone as the second-generation rich man of Miaojiang.

Even this time, when the Holy Lord wanted to fight to the death with Bai Yinchen, he never thought of using his own son Lian Lingyu, looking down on his ability.

Moreover, the Holy Lord wanted to bring Mo Cangming and Lin Songyan together from the beginning to the end, but he never took Lian Lingyu's feelings into consideration.

What was wrong with him towards Lin Songyan?

Why do father, Gu Nu, Qing Zhu and so many others, including Lin Songyan himself, only help Mo Cangming?

It would be better if Mo Cangming died.

If he died, Lian Lingyu would be seen by them.

All the efforts he had made in the past two years to get Lin Songyan, practicing poisonous insects and improving his skills day and night, were all for this moment!

Lin Songyan turned up his double eyelids, but they couldn’t be lowered after that…they were so swollen.

His tone was arrogant and he had no good temper towards Lian Lingyu at all.

"Lian Lingyu, I don't want to expose you. You keep saying that you won't let others use me as a furnace, but in fact, you lift your penis higher than anyone else! What are you hiding?"

"I have been your male sister-in-law from the beginning. There is no other way. Our quarrel is an internal conflict. It is an enemy conflict with you! You'd better let me go quickly, otherwise if Mo Cangming is delayed to death, I will castrate you first!"

Lian Lingyu: ...

He took the potato off the tree branch. Even though his hands got several blisters from the burns, he still insisted on peeling the potato for Lin Songyan and handed it to him.

"Are you hungry? Eat this first. I'll go out and buy you something to eat tomorrow. What do you want? Fried cakes, twisted dough sticks, candied fruit, or stinky tofu?"

Lin Songyan turned his head to the side, revealing half of his profile with a smooth jawline.

"I do not want."

It seems that Lian Lingyu has been following them these days, waiting for an opportunity to strike. He even knows what they have eaten.

Look at this little potato. Tsk, Mo Cangming never lets him get by.

He never got tired of making different kinds of food for Lin Songyan.

Lian Lingyu looked at the police badge on his chest, picked up the small Velcro with his slender fingers, and asked: "What is written on it?"

slow fuck……

However, what surprised Lin Songyan was that even Lingyu could see this set of sexy lingerie?

Oh my god, it seems that this outfit is universal and not just Mo Cangming can see it.

Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Lian Lingyu took the potato back with a lonely look and took a bite herself.

"Is this for him? It's really beautiful. You never wear it just for me."

Lin Songyan rolled his eyes again, his tone extremely low, like a suppressed rabbit that was about to bite.

"Brother-in-law, this is too much dirt! Enough is enough!"

What he wants to show Mo Cangming is their own business. What does it have to do with Ling Yu?

Wearing a full set of Sanrio items plus the same Disney items, isn't it possible for the system to do it in just one second?

Seven different sets a night~

Lian Lingyu suddenly moved his right hand upwards!

The young man's powerful five fingers pinched Lin Songyan's sharp and smooth jaw.

Lin Songyan couldn't help but lean back, revealing a neck as white and fragile as a lamb's.

"Lin Songyan, after all, you haven't tried others, right? How do you know that Mo Cangming is so good?"

As he spoke, Lian Lingyu stepped forward, and the sound of silver bells rang in Lin Songyan's ears.

Lin Songyan didn't dare to move rashly. When he lowered his eyes, his pearl-like pupils swirled around, "What kind of lewd words are you talking about?"

Lian Lingyu stretched out a little finger and touched the tip of his thick eyelashes.

"Isn't it? I have protected you for so long, but you haven't been moved. I have worked hard silently for so long, but no one has noticed."

"It's better to force you to have feelings, Mo Cangming. I want to see if you can be hard-hearted. Otherwise, if I force you to surrender, will you like me?"

Swah——

In an instant, Lian Lingyu's blood splattered more than three feet.

Lin Songyan held the Cijun Sword dripping with blood, jumped back three steps, half-knelt on one leg, and stretched out the other long leg diagonally like a crane for support.

He held the ground with one hand, and there was a hint of hostility on the face of the graceful man, which made him look fatally charming.

"Lian Lingyu, I think you are dreaming. When daddy's sword subdues you, you will know that I am a devil in a bunny sheriff's uniform."

"I can sleep with whoever I want, and no one can force me to do that. What the hell is it to you?"

Lian Lingyu covered the side of his neck, and blood slowly flowed out from between his fingers.

But soon, a white snake crawled out of his sleeves and coiled around his neck.

Like a bandage, it wrapped the wound tightly.

The snake's tongue licked the wound with a hissing sound, and it actually healed the wound little by little.

"You've learned to resist? Your sword is really fast."

Lian Lingyu's purple pupils were tinged with extreme gloom. He fiddled with his pigtails, and when their hair fell down, he looked extremely handsome.

He walked towards Lin Songyan steadily and calmly, tilting his head slightly and revealing a sharp smile.

“Haha, I like it even more.”