I was reborn as the Early-Dead Demon Lord! I was imprisoned and spoiled by the Black Immortal Lord

At the same time, he took the bell handed to him by Xie Wenyun with his other hand, and threw it without hesitation to the monks from the Imperial Observatory who were hurrying over not far away.

"Take this bell back and give it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! It originally belonged to your Imperial Master Cang Xuan."

Jiang Lingzhou shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the empty field.

Hearing Jiang Lingzhou's words, the monk from the Imperial Observatory hurriedly reached out to catch the flying bell, and then nodded respectfully.

Xie Wenyun, who was leaning on Jiang Lingzhou's shoulder, forced a smile, shook his head gently and said, "I'm fine... I just feel a little tired..."

Although he said that he was fine, his weak tone and increasingly pale face made it clear that the pain he suffered was extraordinary.

He is really too tired...

Several monks took the Lustful Dream Bells and bowed to the two of them: "Two monks, please come back to the palace with me to rest. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also wants to see you."

Xie Wenyun was leaning in Jiang Lingzhou's arms at this time, and both of them were covered in blood.

"Wen Yun...what do you think?" Jiang Lingzhou asked.

Xie Wenyun closed his eyes and nodded. He didn't know if it was influenced by Yin Meng. Although he was very tired, he just wanted to hold Jiang Lingzhou tightly.

If there weren't outsiders around, he would even want to kiss him and touch him...

He had been enduring it, and his mind would unconsciously recall the dream that Yin Meng had just created.

Jiang Lingzhou, the one who pressed him against the table...

Jiang Lingzhou seemed to have never been so strong towards him.

Even though they have become Taoist companions and have a mutual understanding, and know whether he is willing or not, they will still ask him again and again if he is willing.

If Jiang Lingzhou were to forcefully press him down and kiss him...it seemed...it wouldn't be impossible...

Jiang Lingzhou, sensing Xie Wenyun's thoughts, suddenly stiffened. He thought it was his own illusion.

He looked down at the person in his arms and felt it again.

No...that's right...Wen Yun's current thought...is...

Thinking of this, he suddenly picked up Xie Wenyun and carried him horizontally in front of the monks from the Imperial Observatory.

He flew up on his sword and said, "You guys take care of the rest. We'll leave first and tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that we'll visit the palace when we have time!"

After saying that, without waiting for their response, he flew away with a whoosh.

Only a few monks were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Ling Zhou..." Xie Wenyun chuckled: "Why are you so anxious..."

"It's obviously you who's anxious!" Jiang Lingzhou curled his lips and licked his fangs with his tongue: "Whatever Wen Yun wants, I will satisfy him! No matter what it is!"

"But I'm so tired now..."

Xie Wenyun did not stop Jiang Lingzhou from hugging him like this. Instead, he hooked his hands around his neck, and a muffled voice came out from his chest.

"Wen Yun, let me move..." Jiang Lingzhou's cheeks flushed slightly.

Xie Wenyun rarely takes the initiative like this. Even though he can sense what Xie Wenyun is thinking, his love for him is always implicit.

Xie Wenyun's fingers trembled slightly, but he still held on to Jiang Lingzhou's collar.

Really, it’s all because of Yin Meng, otherwise he wouldn’t be like this.

Jiang Lingzhou's face kept flashing through my mind, when they first met as teenagers.

Could it be that... He actually subconsciously always hoped that Jiang Lingzhou would be a little stronger towards him, and not always ask him if he could do it, if it was good, or if he was willing.

Jiang Lingzhou's embrace became tighter and tighter, and he landed in an uninhabited canyon holding Xie Wenyun.

"Wen Yun...his clothes are dirty..."

Before Xie Wenyun could say anything, Jiang Lingzhou stripped him naked.

"There are new clothes in the Qiankun bag... um..." Xie Wenyun's words were completely blocked in his mouth.

"No need to wear it...it will get hot soon..."