Quickly wear, the host has evil intentions

Shi Yuqing knew that there was hope and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he pretended to be in great pain, clutched his chest, and fainted.

Without paying attention to other people, Xuan Yixing was a little worried when he saw that someone had fainted, so he immediately picked up the person and flew towards his own mountain, and told Xiao Jingmo not to follow him.

It seems that he went to bleed the heart of his beloved Qing Qing.

Duan Ci looked at the backs of the two people leaving and clicked his tongue twice.

It’s no wonder that the original owner couldn’t defeat Shi Yuqing. Just based on this level, Duan Ci would have to say “awesome” when he saw it.

After just a few words, Xuan Yixing obediently dug out his heart blood for him.

click-

This sound was particularly obvious in the quiet environment. Duan Ci looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Xiao Jingmo silently moved his foot away from the wooden stick, met his gaze and swallowed.

I cursed in my heart, wondering how unlucky I was to step on the stick. Now I couldn't even sneak away.

A gentle smile appeared on Duan Ci's face.

"Third Junior Brother, you are the one who found the Master, right? You have also read the contents of the Photo Stone, right?

How could you say something wrong and still want to take my blood?

I'm beginning to suspect that you're planning to harm your fellow disciples, so I guess I need to teach you the rules of the sect."

Duan Ci sighed softly, looking very helpless, and then he used his fists and feet to teach Xiao Jingmo the rules of the sect.

Things here have been resolved. After Duan Ci reported to the sect, he went out for training.

He found a cave, and after making sure that no one would disturb him, he took out a bunch of rare treasures needed for his cultivation and placed them beside him, and then he set up a spirit gathering formation.

After finishing everything, he began to challenge the bottleneck and prepare for a breakthrough. In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is the most important thing.

Improve as much as possible to prepare for the subsequent plot.

The original owner was not far from a breakthrough, but he suppressed his cultivation in order to enter the secret realm.

Now Duan Ci successfully broke through without much effort.

Thick clouds covered the area where Duan Ci was.

"Tongzi, the shield."

Duan Ci walked out of the cave, looked up at the huge battle, and said.

[Blocker 500 points, do you want to buy it?]

"Yes."

[Purchase successful, do you want to use it?]

The mechanical sound of 1011 sounded.

"use."

Duan Ci said without hesitation.

[The host has been shielded from the thunderstorm. No one else can see or feel it except the host.]

The system's voice fell.

A special energy enveloped a large area of thunderclouds.

Some monks who were watching nearby saw that the majestic thunderclouds suddenly disappeared.

They were stunned for a moment. What was going on?

They thought there was some genius trying to survive the thunder tribulation here, causing such a big commotion, but now nothing has happened.

They didn't dare to go and check, as who knew if there would be any accidents. These monks valued their lives very much.

Duan Ci's out-of-body realm thunder tribulation was extremely terrifying because of his extraordinary talent.

Thick lightning bolts struck towards Duan Ci with terrifying deterrent power, one, two, three... a total of twelve lightning bolts struck down.

Duan Ci, who was standing in the center and accepting the thunder tribulation, was fine except that his clothes were slightly burnt by the electricity.

But the nearby flowers, plants and trees were flattened, leaving not a single blade of grass behind.

After surviving the catastrophe, Duan Ci felt full of strength and lightness. He clenched his fists and felt his own strength.

The reason why he wanted to block the thunder tribulation from being seen by others was that his thunder tribulation made quite a loud noise and he did not want people to notice it, so as to avoid any unnecessary incidents.

The second reason is to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger later, in other words, to show off.

After Duan Ci made some hand gestures and changed into clean clothes, he went to the Monster Forest to consolidate his cultivation for a few days.

A few days later, he stood outside the forest with wounds all over his body. He did it on purpose, and it worked.

Duan Ci took out the jade slip that Han Shisi gave him and smiled meaningfully.

This was given to him by his wife, so you can't blame him for pestering him.

Han Shisi had recently reached a bottleneck in his cultivation, so his master suggested that he go to the mortal world for a walk.

Han Shisi left the sect and came to his own small courtyard in the mortal world.

He was lying on a recliner at this moment, drinking tea and reading a storybook leisurely.

Bang! Bang———

Just when he was watching the exciting part, he heard someone tapping on the gate of his house. He frowned slightly, looking a little displeased.

Who is it? How dare you disturb him from reading a storybook?

He put the book down, strode over and opened the door.

The door opened and Han Shisi looked outside with an unhappy look on his face, but he didn't see anyone.

Just as he was wondering, he felt someone pulling his clothes.

He looked down and saw Duan Ci sitting at his door.

At this time, Duan Ci's hair was messy and stuck to his face, with blood on the corners of his lips, and his white clothes were covered with bloodstains, almost dyeing his white clothes red. His delicate face was also stained with blood. The pair of peach blossom eyes that usually exuded coldness looked at him helplessly, and the whole person had a kind of fragmented beauty.

He leaned weakly against the wall, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Besides you, I have no other place to go."

Duan Ci's slender white fingers tightly grasped Han Shisi's clothes, as if he was afraid that he would drive him away.

Han Shisi's heart trembled. He squatted down, stretched out his hand, and rubbed the corner of his lips with his fingertips to help him wipe away the blood from the corner of his lips. The somewhat pale lips turned red after being wiped by him.

"You really..."

Han Shisi took a look at his pitiful appearance. He gave him the jade slip in anticipation of his challenge.

But now people have indeed come, but they seem to be here to escape.

Duan Ci grabbed his weak hand, as if he had grabbed the only life-saving straw, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing his trusting look, Han Shisi revealed a barely perceptible smile.

He picked up Duan Ci and held him horizontally, looking at him with burning eyes.

"You are really good at it! I originally regarded you as my opponent, but now it seems."

Han Shisi chuckled and said nothing more, then carried the person into his room.

He fed Duan Ci some pills and changed his clothes, but he didn't wake up.

Han Shisi sat down beside the bed, stared at Duan Ci's rosy lips, leaned over and kissed him.

After a long time, looking at the red and swollen lips that were kissed by him, Han Shisi licked his lips with satisfaction. They were very soft, which felt pretty good.

I don’t know what this cold and aloof senior brother looks like when he loses control in bed. I really want to see it!

Duan Ci, who pretended to be fainted, said he was also satisfied.

Alas, he sighed, why did he get a script with a cold and aloof character this time? It was really uncomfortable.

After Han Shisi had kissed enough, he sat aside, reading a storybook while watching over Duan Ci.

So that he wouldn't wake up thirsty in the middle of the night and have no water to drink.

However, the genre of his stories has changed, from the passionate martial arts world of fighting monsters and leveling up to the love affairs of young men with ulterior motives.

He read with great interest, and felt it was nice to change the storybook occasionally.