Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

He dropped his eyes, and made a light pinching gesture with his suppressed hands, and the magic power that used to be able to lift him off of him hit him, but the man in front of him did not waver at all.

A light laugh came from above.

Ji Bai lifted his eyelids and looked upwards, and met Shang Qianyu's sinister and perverted black eyes.

"Master always rejects me. Why does he reject me?" Shang Qianyu's hand that was pinching his chin tightened unconsciously, and he looked at him with a sick look. "Master is the same as those people. Do you think I'm dirty because I'm from the demon clan?"

Ji Bai only felt the pain of his jaw being pinched. He raised his hand and grabbed the hand that was pinching his chin, trying to pull it open and free himself.

However, his action made Shang Qianyu, whose nerves were already on the verge of collapse, think that he was still trying to escape from him, and he also felt that he was dirty.

Shang Qianyu's eyes turned cold, a strong possessive desire surging in his chest. He lowered his head and kissed him on the lips. Unlike before, the kiss was not gentle and restrained. This time, he kissed hard and urgently, as if he wanted to hold the person in his arms into his mouth, chew him up and swallow him into his stomach.

After a long time, Shang Qianyu's noses slightly staggered and pressed against the man in his arms, pinching his chin and forcing him to raise his lips that were sucked red. He narrowed his eyes and looked at him who could only gasp in vain, his voice hoarse with madness: "Then if I dirty my master, does that mean you can only be with me forever?"

He was asking, but it was more like a statement. Without giving the person in his arms a chance to shake his head, he pinched his chin and lowered his head to kiss him. His movements became more and more presumptuous. The hand that was supporting him at the side slowly pinched his waist, and his rough fingertips stroked the soft flesh on his waist, and then stayed in more than one place.

......

An unknown amount of time had passed. Ji Bai looked at the ceiling with a dazed look in his eyes. He was unable to speak, and his divine power was unable to unlock the seal on his throat.

His entire consciousness was about to collapse, but the person between his legs seemed to have no intention of letting him go. Suddenly, he wanted to reach out and push the person away, but his hands were bound by golden chains extending from the bed, and he couldn't touch his head at all.

Ji Bai tilted his neck back, his fingers convulsively grasping the blanket on the bed, and he could only open his mouth and gasp in vain.

Shang Qianyu raised his head and kissed him on the lips, the fishy smell slowly spread between their lips.

Ji Bai turned his head and coughed twice.

Shang Qianyu did not continue. Just when he thought he was going to let him go, his burning lips pressed against his earlobe. He spoke word by word in a hoarse and low voice, stirring up an irredeemable and fatal temptation, luring him straight into the abyss: "Master is delicious, don't you want to try to taste... me who you raised yourself?"

Ji Bai turned his head to look at him, the word "get out" was stuck in his throat, and then his lips were blocked by something soft.

The dark night is chaotic and long.

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In the end, Shang Qianyu still couldn't bear to let his master do those things.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping person, the possessiveness in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

He leaned over and sucked gently on his lips, then lengthened the chain on the head of the bed a little. After making sure it was long enough for him to move around in the house, he got out of bed and went to deal with the chaotic outside world.

.......

Ji Bai turned over and was immediately awakened by the crisp sound of chains colliding.

He slowly opened his eyes, lowered his eyes to look at the chains tied around his wrists, and frowned slightly.

He lay on the bed with his hands spread out helplessly, and tried, but still couldn't speak.

Images one after another suddenly flooded into his mind, and Ji Bai frowned even more tightly.

In the first two worlds, Chu Xuan's soul fragments were not very crazy. After a long time, he almost forgot what he looked like when he was crazy.

Without the noisy sound of 818 in his mind, his consciousness suddenly became active.

The main character color of the soul fragments in the first world is humble, and the main character color of the soul fragments in the third world should be madness.

So what is the second world?

The personality is not obvious.

It doesn't seem like a reflection of the soul's character, but more like a review of a certain part of the memory.

In an instant, he recalled the scenes that flashed through his mind when the zombie king asked him who Chu Xuan would choose between Cangsheng and him.

There seemed to be a lot of people, whose faces I couldn’t see clearly, but they were all standing opposite me.

No, there seemed to be someone standing next to him, but his face was blurry and couldn't be seen clearly.

Ji Bai suddenly wanted to see that person's face clearly. He racked his brains to recall and look, but the harder he tried, the more obvious the tingling sensation in his head became, and even his soul was trembling.

He lowered his eyes.

He has never failed in anything he wants to do.

Ji Bai clenched his teeth and tried hard to recall. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and his lips turned pale.

In less than a moment, the beads of sweat on his forehead condensed into drops and fell down one by one. The person standing next to him in the picture gradually became clear, but his facial features were incomplete.

"Om-!!"

A sharp sting pierced through his soul, and Ji Bai's mind was instantly empty. There was no picture at all, and his mind was blank.

His eyes were dull, as if he had lost his mind.

At the same time, somewhere in the Starry Sea, an old man with a long beard made a sharp explosion.

"Lord God, what happened?" The man in white robe rushed to the scene first.

The man in white robes looked at the panicked look of the Lord God and became terrified, and then angry: "Has our Lord Chu Xuan been in trouble? ! ! I knew it! How could Ji Bai be willing to collect the Lord's soul fragments! Why not let us go by ourselves! ! "

The Lord God was in a panic: "It's not Henry Chu, it's Ji Bai!"

The white robe breathed a sigh of relief, "That's fine, I'll leave first."

"What happened to our Lord Ji Bai? Please explain clearly!" The man in black robe arrived late and heard the words of the Lord God as soon as he entered the room.

Lord God: "Ji Bai tried to recall what happened ten thousand years ago, but was attacked. His soul is unstable! Why are you leaving? Come and help!"

The man in white robe who had walked to the door immediately turned back in fear: "What did you say? Why didn't you say it earlier?! Hurry up and stabilize his soul!!"

Then he blew a whistle, and white lights suddenly rose in the sea of ​​stars.

The man in black robe became even more frightened and panicked, but he still blew the whistle immediately, and black mist slowly rose in the sea of ​​stars.

He walked up to the Lord God and grabbed his sleeve, "Why did Lord Ji Bai suddenly remember those things!? Wasn't that sealed away by you and Chu Xuan? How come he still remembered it! What on earth do you do for a living?!"

The man in white robe had come back to his senses. When he heard what the man in black robe said, he, who had always supported Chu Xuan, remained silent.

After the man in black robe finished cursing, he slowly calmed down, loosened his hands around the Lord God's robe, and let it fall down weakly.

Everything that happened at the beginning was passive, but their choices were active.

Among them, the ones who felt the most sorry for Lord Ji Bai were him and his disciples.

The Lord God patted him on the shoulder gently and talked about the past, and the three of them fell silent.