[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

Tianhe stood aside with a complicated expression.

Zhu Wengui took a deep look at his son, turned around and left with Jiang Shu.

Fang Siming doesn't care about these anymore.

In his eyes, only young heroes remained.

The young man couldn't stand anymore.He supported Fang Siming and smiled, "Brother Siming, give me a hug, okay?"

Fang Siming knelt down on the ground and let Shaoxia lie in his arms.He carefully avoided the dagger, so that the young man could stay awake for a while.

Shaoxia tilted his head: "You guys, can you step aside? I want to talk to Brother Siming."

His eyesight had begun to blur.

But he kept staring at Fang Siming closely, never leaving him for a moment.

Tie Yunshuang understood what he meant.She backed away with a sob.

"Brother Siming." The young man smiled slyly, "Now you are mine."

"Are you... worth it?" Fang Siming gently brushed his cheek.

"There is nothing worthwhile. I wanted to do it, so I did it, that's all." Shaoxia said softly, "It's just a pity that I haven't been able to invite you to live in my house; I left you there Room……"

"It's just a pity, I haven't had time yet... to tell you... I... Xinyue..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and he still didn't finish the sentence after all.

Fang Siming looked at him blankly.

In the dark golden eyes, a strange golden brilliance slowly ignited.

Blood slid down his eyes, and he didn't realize it.

There was a gentle smile on that perfect face.Fang Siming hugged Shaoxia horizontally, kissed his forehead lightly: "Let's go, let's go home."

The officers and soldiers who encircled and suppressed the remnants of the Wansheng Pavilion came and faced this crazy Fang Siming.

A person.

A sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Fang Siming's white hair was stained with blood, but the young hero in his arms was well protected by him.He didn't care about Tie Yunshuang, Chu Liuxiang and the others who rushed over, but just hugged the young hero and left step by step.

take him home.

……

Fang Siming rode on the horse with the young hero in his arms, and rushed home.

"Are you angry?" He asked the young man lightly, his eyes shining brightly.

"No." Shaoxia replied softly, "Because, I... Xinyue..."

He still couldn't finish the sentence "I am happy with you".

The author has something to say: I can’t publish it in Chapter 96, so I have to open a new one

☆、Fanwai——True thoughts become black

[There are bright heroes! ! !Be careful! ! ! 】

Young Xia woke up from the dizziness, looked at the black top of the bed in front of him and fell silent.

……what happened?

That's right, Fang Siming asked him out for a drink, saying it was to end their relationship.

Young Xia endured the sourness in his heart, and went to the appointment pretending to be calm.

When he was drunk and smoked, Shaoxia vaguely remembered Fang Siming asking him...

Ask him - "Do you have a sweetheart?"

At that time, Shaoxia's defense was low, and he subconsciously said the truth: "Why not... I like him, I like him to death."

Then... Fang Siming seemed to sneer.

Then he got close to him, and then he lost consciousness.

So now it's...?

Shaoxia struggled to get up, but suddenly felt a pain in his chest and fell back on the bed.

"哗啦" sounded at the same time.

It was only then that the young man realized that he couldn't feel his internal strength at all, his meridians were in severe pain, and he might have been disabled; and his hands were handcuffed to the bedposts on both sides by metal chains.

Shaoxia tried it, and found that the length of the iron chain was just enough for his hands to be brought together.

In the end what happened?

The young man went to look at this room: it was exquisite and luxurious, and it could be regarded as the place where the emperor's golden house hides his beauty.

And at this moment, the exquisite hollow door was suddenly pushed open.

A familiar person walked in.

"Fang Siming?" Shaoxia was shocked, "You brought me here?"

Fang Siming didn't answer him.That perfect face is no longer cold and indifferent as before, but has become more expressive - determination, sarcasm, even despair and dead silence...

He went straight to the young man's bed, stretched out his hand to lift the young man's chin, leaned over and kissed him fiercely.

"!!!" The young man was startled, "Huh?!"

Fang Siming closed his eyes and attacked almost fiercely.The young man opened his eyes and was kissed there in a daze.

Fang Siming didn't let go of Shaoxia until he started to struggle due to lack of oxygen.

"You, you, you..." Shaoxia subconsciously licked his bitten lip, sucked away the blood that oozed out, and was speechless.Blush slowly crept up his face.

Fang Siming stared at the young man for a while, then walked to the bedpost and opened a trap.The iron chain quickly shortened, and the young man's hands were pulled away.

Then Fang Siming went to bed and tore the young man's clothes.

The young man was so frightened that his heart was broken: "Fang Siming, what are you doing! Are you crazy!"

Fang Siming finally opened his mouth and said the first sentence since he stepped through the door.

"You're right... I've been crazy for a long time. Now you are mine, so don't even think about going anywhere." Fang Siming's dark golden eyes flashed madness, and then he continued to tear the young man's clothes.

The young man suddenly understood something.His shocked expression gradually faded away, and there was a faint sadness on his face.

"Do you like me?" Young Xia asked.

"A liking that you dare not possess is not a real liking at all." Fang Siming smiled lowly, "After I possess you, we can talk about liking."

"It doesn't matter if you hate me, it doesn't matter if you have a sweetheart...you are mine, that's enough."

"I'll let you out from here when I'm done with everything and my adoptive father ascends the treasure...but you can never leave my side..."

Fang Siming murmured, his men kept moving, and the young man soon lost his wisps.

Shaoxia stopped talking, bit his lip, and refused to look at Fang Siming.In his heart, there was a deep sorrow - Fang Siming, Fang Siming, you like me, but you said...Look at the current situation, how did it end?As you said earlier, I like you too...Why did you make this whole...

He feels a little wronged, a little sad, a little sad, a little regretful, and some people he likes because he likes his joy.

But he knew that once this move was made, there was no going back.Because between them, it is not a simple question of liking or disliking.

The position will always lie in it.

He and Fang Siming couldn't go back.

Fang Siming's hands were cold and smooth, walking on the young man.The young man inhaled softly, resisting this strange feeling.

"Huh... you, you gave me medicine?" Fang Siming held him, Shaoxia shuddered, and then he felt something was wrong, and his breathing became short of breath.

Fang Siming's subordinates used some force to stick it to Shaoxia's ear, and gently licked his auricle: "Someone, has anyone touched your place?"

The young man tightly closed his eyes, bit his head sideways on the pillow, and squeezed out a resentful word from between his teeth: "Yes!"

My parents must have touched it!what!

Fang Siming's eyes darkened.He stood up and looked at the person in front of him who was completely under his control.

The shoulders are wide, the waist is slender and the legs are long, the skin is fair and smooth, the muscles are just right, and the elasticity is just right.The black hair is like a waterfall, covering the bed with pillows.His handsome and sharp face was flushed with a bit of humiliation, and the way he bit the pillow tightly added a bit of fragility.On weekdays, the fiery red sand between the eyebrows is as red as a drop of blood, and it also brings a little bit of charm.

This is a powerful man.

Now at his disposal.

This realization made Fang Siming feel better.It doesn't matter who he used to be, anyway, now, it's Fang Siming's.

Fang Siming got up again and opened the mechanism.The top of the bed bounced off, releasing two chains.Fang Siming forcibly separated Shaoxia's legs, locked his thighs with chains, and let him fully open in front of him.

"It doesn't matter if someone else touched it here." Fang Siming licked his lips lightly, dipped his finger in the aphrodisiac ointment, and then moved it back along his skin, "It's fine that no one has touched it here."

"Hmm!!" A finger entered Shaoxia mercilessly, and Shaoxia frowned.

"Does it hurt?" Fang Siming slowly let himself go deeper, "It's okay, it will hurt even more next time."

Before the young man could get used to it, the second finger sank in hard.

"Ah!! You...you take it easy..." The young hero was aggrieved.

"Just get used to it." Fang Siming mercilessly continued to explore.

Shaoxia's forehead was sweating from the pain, but because of the medicine, his whole body was hot, and his back hurt, and he wanted to be filled.And the front is more eager to comfort.

"Do you want it?" Fang Siming flicked Shaoxia viciously, seeing the young man bouncing violently and then falling back, he said contentedly, "Think about it, please?"

The grievance in Shaoxia's heart came up again.He bit the pillow again, without saying a word.

Fang Siming sneered, withdrew his fingers, and just looked at him like that.

The strong medicine took effect very quickly, and the young man twisted unconsciously, and because of the injury and the immobilization of the chain, he let out an unbearable humming sound.

The cloud crane on the top of Wudang Mountain, which is pure and clean, was dragged down the quagmire by him after all.

"Do you want it, huh?" Fang Siming asked slowly.

The young man was unconscious from the torment of the fire, a few tears slipped down quietly, but he still didn't speak.

Fang Siming's heart softened, and he leaned up to kiss him, and then coaxed softly: "Say, do you want it? Do you want me?"

Young Xia looked at him blankly with wet black eyes, as if he was confused.

"Say you want...I'll give it to you..." Fang Siming's hand left marks on the young man again.

"Woo... think..." Shaoxia sobbed.

"What do you want? Huh?"

"I want you...you touch me, woo..." Shaoxia completely lost his mind and began to sob softly.

"You say...you are mine, and I promise you."

"I, I am yours!"

"Say, you please me."

"My heart pleases you, my heart pleases you..."

"who am I?"

The young man was at a loss, and stared at Fang Siming with out-of-focus eyes for a while: "Fang...Fang Fang..."

Fangfang?Fang Siming was furious.

He never thought that it would be him in Shaoxia's heart—and now that Shaoxia's martial arts are abolished and humiliated by him, he must hate him to death.

Therefore, this is definitely not Fang Siming's "fang".Is it a girl named "Fang Fang"?His sweetheart?

Fang Siming was expressionless, he took out a thick and long jade from the bedside cabinet, and sent it in without warning.

"Ahhh!" Shaoxia curled up in pain, "It hurts..."

"Don't you want it? I gave it to you?" Fang Siming sneered and moved Yushi.

The young man shook his body violently.Although painful, it does relieve the emptiness that comes from the later medicinal properties.Shaoxia quickly relieved the pain and started whimpering again.

"Fang Fang... Please... give it to me..." Shaoxia murmured subconsciously.

Fang Siming closed his eyes and made mental preparations.Then he put down the young hero's legs, took off his clothes, and sat up slowly.

"!!!" Both of them were in so much pain.

Fang Siming panted on the young man's body.When he regained his strength and lifted himself up, he found...

The blood-like red sand between Shaoxia's eyebrows suddenly faded away.

Fang Siming was stunned.

This...is this actually a Shou Gongsha?Whose boy is carelessly ordering this between his eyebrows?

It was actually the first time for the young hero.

Fang Siming kissed the Young Hero as a reward, and threw himself into this fight...

……

It has been more than a month since Shaoxia was locked up by Fang Siming.

Shaoxia doesn't see Fang Siming every day.When Fang Siming is away, there will be silent maids to serve him.

But Shaoxia still hopes that Fang Siming will be there.At least when he was around, he would take the young man out for a walk instead of being locked up here all the time.

Before Fang Siming was in a good mood and "led" him out, he realized that this place was actually Dianxiang Pavilion.

...Senior Brother Cai, wow, I am your neighbor now, Junior Brother, but unfortunately you don’t know.

Young Xia lay on the bed, distracted by messy things in his mind.

Judging from what Fang Siming said before, Wansheng Pavilion is ready for a decisive battle... I don't know how Xiangshuai and the others are doing now...

If Fang Siming wins, what about Wudang, what about Xiangshuai?If Xiangshuai and the others win, what will Fang Siming do?

The young hero frowned.

When he is thinking wildly, he can distract some attention - so that he will not notice the weirdness behind him.

Fang Siming just left yesterday, and when he got there, he still left something in Shaoxia's body.The young man was extremely awkward, but his hands were restricted, so there was nothing he could do.

It's like he really wants to go out to see the situation now, but he can't.

After finally reaching noon, the silent maid pushed the door open and entered.

The young hero's eyes lit up: "Girl, girl, can you tell me where your young master has gone?"

The maid still didn't speak, but brought him soup to feed him.

"Then, did your young master leave any message, such as letting me go if I don't come back within a few days?"

The maid froze for a moment.

Seeing her expression, Shaoxia's heart sank: You guessed right!

It's really a decisive battle... and Wansheng Pavilion has a big chance of losing.

Shaoxia took a deep breath, blinked his eyes, blushed on his face, and for the first time in his life used a beauty trick on a woman: "Girl... Pindao, Pindao thought of Gong."

The maid, Bucai, paused and turned to get the chamber pot.

The young man's expression quickly turned cold.He approached with both hands, pulled his thumb expressionlessly, and easily got out of the handcuffs.Then he jumped up with a tiger pounce, slashed the unsuspecting maid unconscious with a knife in his hand.

Gently caught the maid and put it on the ground, the young man took back his fingers, then his expression changed, and he supported his waist.

Woo...Fang Siming, you wait!

Shaoxia blushed, reached back with his hand, and took out the bead string Fang Siming put in.

Putting on the quilt hastily, the young man endured the pain in his chest, identified the direction, and slipped into a room familiarly.

"Brother Cai!!! Save me!!!"

……

This is where the story begins and where it all ends.

Fang Siming stood beside Zhu Wengui silently, in front of him were Xiao Shuhan, head of Wudang, and Chu Liuxiang, commander of bandits.

Countless men in black fought with Wudang's disciples.

"Fang Siming will ask you one last question, where is my friend?" Chu Liuxiang's expression was unusually cold.

"I told you, I killed him." Fang Siming looked up at the sky.

The Wansheng Pavilion divided the troops, and the others were responsible for attacking the famous and decent sects. Zhu Wengui and Fang Siming came to Wudang in person—killing the emperor who came to Wudang in microservices.

"Asshole! He likes you so much!" On the side, Xiao Jutang poked his head out from behind the big tree.

"What?" Fang Siming was stunned.

"The day before he disappeared, he asked me with a blushing face, expressing his heart to the person he likes so much! When he talked about you, his expression was so happy! He believed in you so much, and liked you so much, how could you bear to attack him? ?" Xiaotang's eyes turned red, and he yelled at Fang Siming.

"Xiao Tang!" Chu Liuxiang stopped Xiao Jutang and motioned him to hide behind her.

Fang Siming's lips trembled.My heart, which was already dead, ached once.He originally thought that he was already desperate enough, but he didn't expect that there were things that could make him even more desperate.

—It turns out that he likes me too.

So what?Now he must hate you to the bone.It doesn't matter, anyway, didn't you just want to make him your own?Isn't this the same result?

Fang Siming thought to himself mockingly, but his mood became more and more confused, and his blood surged.

"My son Siming! Listen carefully, he is just a passer-by in your life, but I am your father!" Zhu Wengui shouted, "You did a good job this time! I am very satisfied as a father! Don't let me down !"

Fang Siming swallowed the fishy sweetness: "Yes, foster father."

"It's useless to talk, let's do it." Xiao Shuhan looked cold, swept away the dust, and went up to meet him.Chu Liuxiang let out a long sigh, and made the same move.

Two to two.

When the situation was stalemate, Jiang Shu rushed over in a stumbling manner: "Pavilion Master, withdraw! The emperor is a fake, this is a trap!"

Fang Siming was startled, took Chu Liuxiang's palm abruptly, turned around to protect Zhu Wengui, and said one-on-two: "Father, let's go!"

"Array!"

late.

The Wudang disciples, who were still at a disadvantage just now, quickly counterattacked and formed a large formation.Isn't the leader Park Daosheng?

"Zhu Wengui, let's capture it!" Princess Xinyue had already stood beside everyone in Wudang without knowing when.

Xiao Shuhan and Chu Liuxiang withdrew their hands and retreated.

"Zhu Wengui, if you catch him without a fight, you may not necessarily die. If you keep fighting, you won't know!" Xinyue shouted.

Fang Siming turned his back to Zhu Wengui, slowly closed his eyes, knowing clearly that it was the end of the road.

It's just... when he left, he still didn't say goodbye to the little idiot.

Forget it, he was only afraid that he hated him to the bone, knowing that he was dead, even if he regretted it, he would only regret not killing him with his own hands...

"Zhu Wengui, you are crazy! Form an formation, defend!" Park Daosheng roared.

what happened?

Fang Siming opened his eyes, and a huge momentum came from behind.

...Zhu Wengui, unleashing all his internal strength, struck out a palm.But Fang Siming was still standing in front of him.

Fang Siming's presence here is the best cover for his actions.But with Zhu Wengui hitting this palm, he will definitely run out of fuel.Anyway, he was doomed to die, so he didn't care what happened to Fang Siming.

Xiao Shuhan and the others made their moves together, ready to withstand this crazy palm force.

Fang Siming, who was unprepared, was ready to face death.

Foster father, this life was finally given back to you.

"Cough...you, don't die!" A familiar voice sounded.

The best defense is to attack.

Shaoxia and Cai Jucheng slipped out of Dianxiang Pavilion together.Then the two Taoists who had lost their martial arts had to resort to a beauty trick again, tricked two horses, and rushed to Shaoxia's other courtyard...

There is medicine in Shaoxia's other courtyard.Cai Jucheng's internal energy was only blocked, but after finding the right medicine, it was soon unblocked.But Shaoxia's meridian was broken, even if there is medicine, it won't heal for a while.The situation is urgent, there is no other way, the last part of the road was directly rushed by Cai Jucheng with his Shaoxia Qinggong...

During the period, the faces of the two of them did not mention it for the time being.

All in all it came on time.When they arrived, Zhu Wengui had just pushed out that palm.

"Bang!" The inner force collided with the inner force to make an explosive sound.

Along the way, Cai Jucheng reconnected the young man's pulse, allowing him to use his internal strength.But now, Shaoxia didn't even think about it, and suddenly released all his internal energy, bumping into Zhu Wengui's internal energy.

That was Fang Siming's direction.

Cai Jucheng was shocked: "You are crazy! If your meridians are cut off again, you will really not be able to connect them!"

Shaoxia spat out a big mouthful of blood, and smiled indifferently—but it was already broken.

Even if a young hero resisted Fang Siming, Fang Siming was still knocked out by the blast.

The young man stumbled and rushed over: "Fang Siming! Are you still alive!"

Cai Jucheng sighed: "Fool."

Zhu Wengui's last madness is finally over.He fell into the big pit created by the air wave and should have died.Xiao Shuhan and Chu Liuxiang carefully approached Zhu Wengui, fearing that there would be fraud.Cai Jucheng turned to leave, but was stopped by a kind voice.

"Ju Cheng, long time no see."

It's Park Do-sang.Cai Jucheng froze when he left.

"You... why are you here? What are you doing to save me?" Fang Siming fell on the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The young man half-delayed and half-resistance carried him on his back, and walked forward panting: "I, I haven't taken revenge yet, why, how can I let you die in the hands of others?"

"Oh." Fang Siming recovered from his daze, "Then you kill me now."

"No, no... I will do to you what you did to me, side by side... Lock you on the bed and make you beg me..."

Two wounded half-dead people stumbled down Wudang Mountain.

During this period, the young man raised his head and made a "hush" expression to Xiao Jutang, who had a complex expression.

Xiao Jutang nodded to him and watched them go away.

"Xiaotang? What's the matter?" It was Song Juyi.

"Oh, tell me, what is love?" Xiao Jutang sighed.

"What?" Song Juyi was dumbfounded.

"Forget it, let me ask you what you are doing." Xiao Jutang smiled wryly.

"You are laughing at me!" Song Ju also understood this sentence.

On the other side, after confirming that Zhu Wengui was dead, Xiao Shuhan let out a long sigh of relief: "The impoverished man is shameless, and I will entrust the princess with my affairs."

"Leader, please tell me. If Xinyue can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

"Princess, please report back... Let's just say, Fang Siming, the young master of Wansheng Pavilion, and my little apprentice, both died in this battle..." After finishing speaking, he actually left in a hurry.

"What?" Xinyue was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chu Liuxiang, "Brother?"

Chu Liuxiang shook her head: "Ask the world, what is love..."

sunset.

The shadow of the two together is stretched.

"...Little idiot."

"Ah."

"Don't you hate me?"

"Who let me please you?"