The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

After being confused for a while, Yu Mian completely forgot about why Junior Sister Ning was able to save him, and he no longer had the intention to get to the bottom of it.

Her attention was completely drawn to the evil snake wrapped around her body. Her hair was disheveled and scattered all over the bed. She hugged him tightly, her face flushed, and she moaned softly from her red lips.

To continue means to continue...

Practicing the dual cultivation secret book, Sheng Qing for the first time completely probed his soul into Yu Mian's sea of ​​consciousness. With his cultivation level at the Spirit Transformation Stage, he was able to barely handle her real soul.

This was also the first time she completely descended into the sea of ​​consciousness. Unlike her own blood-colored world, Yu Mian’s spiritual world was a harmonious and peaceful little world.

The sky is azure blue, and the ground is covered with green grass, undulating and continuous, just like the prairie of the northwest. When the breeze blows across the sea of ​​consciousness, it seems as if the next second will be like what is described in the poem.

The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.

Her world is peaceful, but also a little empty.

Yu Mian held Sheng Qing's hand and walked barefoot on the grass, letting the soft soil and the tips of the grass leaves poke the soles of their feet, making them numb and itchy.

There was grass like this everywhere. The two of them lay down on the hillside, and their bodies touching the ground were tickled by the numbness.

Our minds and souls merge into one, making it difficult to tell you from me, as if we were born to be together.

Yu Mian sensed the uneasiness that Sheng Qing felt just now from the other person's emotions.

It turned out to be like this...

The hunter who was good at robbing and plundering fell into the hands of the prey that was already in his arms, and began to worry about gains and losses.

She then chose to completely let go of the secrets of her soul and analyze everything about herself, like a book that could be flipped through, sharing her thoughts with her to calm her panic.

Shengqing invaded her thoughts, sorted them out over and over again, and examined them inch by inch, as if he was using a giant microscope to observe every detail of her.

Hidden among countless memories and emotional thoughts, she found the dense "love" that she wanted to see most.

She was like Mei Shang in the story she had once told Yu Mian, whose thirst for love was insatiable and whose desires were hard to satiate.

But she is extremely lucky. The one she loves also loves her to the utmost, constantly providing him with love and desire to temporarily satisfy her.

Sheng Qing penetrated into every inch of Yu Mian's soul, demanding the food that belonged to her.

Venerable Huai Ci did not like to eat food because she was obsessed with things that were a hundred times more delicious than food.

Her sleeper.

Yu Mian didn't expect that after finally breaking through to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, he ended up trapping himself and shooting himself in the foot.

As his soul had reached the level of a spirit being transformed and his body had been severely tempered by the thunder, he had no chance to rest by fainting this time.

The sea of ​​consciousness was also occupied by the snake woman, who was like a bandit who ruled the mountain. She had completely taken over the area and had no sense of unfamiliarity as an outsider at all.

This small world became her own back garden. She tended and watered the green grass every day, not wanting to leave even an inch of soil untouched.

Yu Mian was really at a loss for words now.

If she had known this, she would not have broken through so quickly.

After autumn, spring comes and the flowers are colorful. Raindrops pour down on the tips of young leaves, then quietly roll down and are absorbed by the soil.

A shy flower bud quietly blooms, revealing a hint of purple among the green grass all over the mountains.

Yu Mian's entire soul was pink, his eyes fixed on the dewy flower, filled with shame and anger, and he was ready to pull it out without saying anything.

“…It’s so hard to make the flowers bloom, wouldn’t it be a pity to pluck them?” Sheng Qing’s voice was low and charming, he glanced at her sideways, clasped his five fingers around Yu Mian’s palm, and gently stopped her from continuing.

It's rare for her to show interest in flowers and plants.

Yu Mian, whose movements were stopped, immediately changed his target and punched Sheng Qing on the shoulder, "Asshole! Only a pervert like you would feel pity!"

She had never seen such a shameless pervert. What on earth had blinded her eyes and made her gradually forget the nature of this pervert?

Yu Mian gritted his teeth and tried to push Sheng Qing out of the small world in his sea of ​​consciousness.

I pushed and shoved, but didn't move...

Sheng Qing came up like mist and smoke, her dirty words were like wholesale, drilling into his ears, as light and shallow as the breeze, "After all, it is the result of our hard work, and it is also thanks to Mian'er's hard work in watering that only one plant grows in this grass that is full of grass. It would be a pity if it was pulled out."

"If Mian'er doesn't like it, why don't you give it to me?"

"Hao Mian'er, I beg you for your help..."

Yu Mian blushed with embarrassment and anger. She could give in to the other party in other matters, but not in this matter!

"You wish! It must be destroyed!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed the flower branch with two fingers. Just as he was about to pull it off with a little force, he heard Sheng Qing sigh with a hint of regret, "Then I can only water it next time. But if you pick this one today, you will have to compensate me with ten plants in the future."

"There won't be a next time!" Yu Mian was trembling with anger, gritting his teeth, veins popping out on his forehead. How could she possibly let her do what she wanted?

Before he could exert any force with his hands, his soul was pulled again and pressed down on the grass again.

The snake woman on her body was no longer pretending, her face was outlined with swaying snake patterns, her phoenix eyes were split vertically, and her cold face turned into a fallen demon god, staring straight at her like a wild beast whose animal nature had taken over.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, and her usual beauty trick always worked. She tilted her head slightly and rubbed the tip of Yu Mian's nose.

"Please..." For the first time, she put aside her pride and begged for mercy from Yu Mian.

Yu Mian's throat slid, and he supported his upper body with his elbows. He wanted to step back and avoid it, but as soon as he looked away, he couldn't bear to leave the beautiful scenery in front of him.

"Don't think I'll be... soft-hearted..." She threatened with some stammering, her tone obviously not as strong as before, but she still raised her toughness, trying to refute this unreasonable condition...

When he raised his eyes, Sheng Qing showed his sharp snake fangs which were lightly pressed on his lower lip. His red tongue swept over the fangs. With his slightly drooping eyebrows, he looked extremely seductive, revealing an ignorant and wild desire.

Yu Mian's lips and teeth were a little dry, and he stared at Sheng Qing's lips. They were as red as berries waiting to be picked, sour and sweet, and just looking at them made people's mouths water.

How can one mislead people to such an extent?

"you…"

Her temper was mostly gone due to the seduction, her eyes could no longer remain clear, half confused and half full of desire. She pulled the beauty over and bit her red lips.

When it comes to Shengqing, her bottom line is as fragile as the window paper of an inn in a movie. She is randomly injected with a drug that makes her confused and disoriented...

But she has no regrets.

She never regretted meeting Sheng Qing. On the contrary, she was even glad to have met him, because he prolonged her life which should have ended halfway, and brought her into an unknown world, giving her an adventure story like the protagonist of a novel.

Her life gradually came back to life from a stagnant state.

Sheng Qing smiled triumphantly, being blatantly evil, hugging Yu Mian, wishing he could keep her company in this sea of ​​consciousness for years and years...

[Supplementary chapter]

The north wind is howling and the winter is very cold.

Another year has passed.

The spirit ship hidden in the clouds and mist was mixed with the snow clouds. Before the snow fell on the ground, a layer of frost had formed on it, like a white jade sculpture.

The door was gently pushed open, and a warm breath spread in the air. Yu Mian didn't expect that it would be snowing when she woke up. She couldn't figure out how much time had passed.

Just tap your fingertips and half a year will pass.

It was only at the end of winter that the bastard finally felt satisfied and relaxed, turning into a lazy sleep...

Yu Mian gritted his teeth and released all his true energy for a moment.

Not only had his cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Stage been completely consolidated, but his spiritual energy was also abundant and his foundation was solid. His entire body exuded a warm aura, and even snowflakes would turn into a puddle of water if they got within half a meter of him.

She stood under the eaves of the cabin, and a line of snow blocked by the eaves in front of her formed an arc, which was exactly in front of where she was standing.

Spread your five fingers and lightly catch the snowflakes. Once they fall into your palms, they melt and turn into crystal drops of water.

"Mian'er, haven't you played enough with the water drops?" A sleepy voice came from behind. Seeing that there was no one beside the bed, Sheng Qing climbed up quietly, lay on Yu Mian's back, and hung himself on her bonelessly.

Upon hearing this, Yu Mian clenched his fingers tightly, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a small pot, and water splashed out from between his fingers, turning into tiny drops and falling onto Sheng Qing's face.

"Say it again!" She pushed the person away with her shoulder, not wanting her to lean on her.

The raging red spreads faster than the black face and is harder to extinguish than a volcano.

"Besides, just go to sleep by yourself!" She gritted her teeth and decided not to let this guy get into bed for at least a month. He could sleep on the floor or on the beam, but he was not allowed to touch her.

"Mian'er...you can't stop me." Sheng Qing's jaw dropped, but he didn't loosen his hands. He hooked Yu Mian's waist tightly like a hook, sticking it to her back like a dog-skin plaster, and his tone revealed a determination to win.

Yu Mian raised his hands to tear off the shackles around his waist, but he couldn't.

She was helpless. To compete with this scoundrel, he must be stubborn.

"Let me go quickly..." He changed from pulling to patting, sighing and coaxing, "Mr. Sheng... Madam... be obedient."

The rogue blinked his thick long eyelashes lightly, his heart softened and he suppressed his smile. His hands loosened reluctantly, but before leaving, he did not forget to touch her slender waist.

"Her waist is as slender as a willow branch."

Yu Mian turned around and rolled his eyes. When it comes to waistline, how can he compare to Sheng Qing who has a wasp waist and a chubby chest? The body proportions of this monster were just like those of a monster.

But it did give me an advantage.

After all, she could only touch her abs, which became increasingly firm after she practiced marksmanship, while she could touch her extremely thin waist, which was soft, elastic and resilient.

Suddenly I remembered the lyrics of a song from my past life... My sister's waist is not a waist, the scimitar of the deadly Sanlang...

The gaze shifted from staring at Shengqing's face to slowly moving down, landing on the waist that was tightened by the black green belt, and could not be moved away...

Sheng Qing smiled with his eyes bent, and swayed his waist to Yu Mian, grabbed her hand and placed it on it, "Ren touch it back..."

The feeling under the hand is separated by a layer of cloth, which is different from when there is no obstruction. The softness is like a rice cake wrapped in a layer of glutinous rice paper. People can't help but imagine it melting in the mouth and having an intimate contact with the fragrance and softness of the rice cake.

Yu Mian bent his fingers and pinched his waist with his fingertips. It felt so good that he couldn't let go.

"Does it feel good to touch?" Sheng Qing leaned closer and asked softly in her ear.

She knew this pervert's preferences very well. They had never had any relationship in the past, but he always liked to put his hand on her waist when he slept.

Even if he suddenly woke up and realized something was wrong, he would just freeze, with a look of confusion on his face, but his fingertips would not move at all.

It can be said that he is extremely bold and lustful.

"It feels... so good..." Yu Mian answered truthfully, then came to his senses and quickly pulled his hand back.

How did I fall into the beauty trap again?

“Stop flirting!” Yu Mian couldn’t resist the temptation and instead blamed Sheng Qing. He turned around and walked towards the deck, preparing to pinch a couple of balls of snow to calm himself down.

Coming to the guardrail beside the boat, I grabbed a handful of fallen snow into my palm, where it quickly melted layer by layer until the temperature of my palm was completely taken away before I could roll it into a ball.

While rubbing, I looked down. Snow was falling in the East China Sea and Tianmen Pass was covered with a layer of white snow, like a silver dragon lying on the coastline, blocking the two worlds.

"Is everything safe down there?" she asked behind her. Sheng Qing was not a man without sense of propriety. Since he had held her down for so long, it meant that everything was relatively stable during that period.

"Don't worry, the Demon Lord has been temporarily sealed. The demons will focus on unlocking the formation, and naturally they will have less time to cause chaos in Jiuzhou." Sheng Qing analyzed calmly, and at the same time, he sensed the things he left behind in the Demon Realm, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

The Demon Realm is not the home ground of cultivators. There is too much natural demonic energy, and cultivators who stay there for too long will easily become demons. Therefore, except for the strong men guarding outside the Demon Realm, no cultivators were dispatched to guard the center.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that if I send my disciples over there, they will become the devil's wedding dress. If they come back as undercover agents, it will be a loss.

After she left, she set up more than one dark formation around the blood pool, which could trap them for a while.

In the demonic realm.

Several demon generals who were supposed to cause trouble were trapped in the killing formation and locked in place, only two or three hundred meters away from the blood pool.

"careful!"

A vicious blade came slashing and knocked one of the demon generals over, and he rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

"It's all your fault. If I hadn't been so reckless and triggered the formation, would we have been trapped in here for so long? We haven't even completed the task given by the Demon Lord!"

"You still blame me. We were lying in ambush in the Central Region, but you called us back. We avoided many checkpoints and ended up getting stuck here!"

"The Lord Demon is trapped, shouldn't you and I rescue him?!"

"Bah! Lord Demon hasn't said anything yet!"

The two men started a quarrel of words, and in a moment of panic, they attacked each other. Demonic energy exploded in the formation, pushing the two men onto the barrier.

The next moment, the punishment of fire and thunder struck, and the two demon generals were electrocuted like grandsons and fell down.

"Stop arguing...!" The young child who was sitting cross-legged in the center watching the formation whispered to stop the two of them. She looked like a child of only five or six years old, as delicate as a piece of jade and looked very attractive. She had two buns on her head and a magic flame pattern between her eyebrows.

The two fighting demon generals looked at each other, both of them were unwilling to accept the defeat, but when facing the little ancestor in the middle, they calmed down.

"Marshal, we are just anxious to rescue the Demon Lord!"

"Yeah, that's right!" another one echoed.