Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

The magic palace, the main hall.

The hall is spacious and extremely deep vertically. The nine pillars in the hall are wrapped with magic dragons, and the eyes are wide open and the canthus are about to split.

There was the smell of wine floating from the hall, and there was laughter and laughter. Inside, the hot witch and the handsome devil laughed and chased each other, kissing passionately like no one else, and the people around were not surprised.

This is the demon world, a world full of desires and desires, happy and wanton.

Those who cultivate Taoism are pure in heart, and those who cultivate demons are focused on desires. This has never changed since ancient times.

He Louming sat lazily on the chair in the palace, holding the wine glass in his hand, taking a sip from time to time in a leisurely posture.

He is now a magic envoy, and he can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people, with a noble status. For this kind of gathering, he will take the place of Mo Zunyuan and show his gesture in a cutscene, to show the love and love of the superiors for their subordinates.

Out of boredom, a witch came to strike up a conversation, her posture was enchanting, her eyes were alluring, and she exuded a seductive aura all over her body.

He Louming is a sweet potato, leaving aside his power, his face alone has attracted countless people to flock to him.

Meiji twisted her waist, her red lips were flaming, her skin was snow-white, she pinched the wine glass with her pale fingers, handed it to the man's lips, and exhaled like blue, "Master Demon Envoy, Meiji respects you."

No one thought this was a real toast, Mei Ji's heart was clearly revealed.

He Louming didn't want to talk to her, he raised his eyelids, looked over lazily, took a sip of the wine in his hand, and completely refused.

Mei Ji understood, smiled, and left knowingly.

As soon as the front foot left, a man came forward on the back foot. He stared straight at He Louming, and the desire in his eyes became stronger, "My lord"

Cultivation, especially in the demon world, is too common for men and women.

He Louming reacted this time, he glanced at the man, and said bluntly, "Get lost!"

The man left in despair, and no one dared to talk to He Louming again.

Sitting alone on the chair, he suddenly thought of something and went to bring Qingyuan back.

Qingyuan has been very relaxed since He Louming locked him up in his bedroom. Although he can't remember how he was last time, he is in a good mood this time.

Rehabilitation every day, teasing the birds that fly from time to time, and eating delicious three meals made of spiritual grains, living like a mortal.

Without spiritual power, there are actually many inconveniences. For example, after drinking tea, I habitually pushed the cup forward. The cup did not float to the table by itself, but fell to the ground with a "crash" and fell into pieces. piece by piece.

At that time, Qingyuan was stunned, but He Louming raised his head and said that he was not in the way, and then he cleaned up the leftovers by himself. He seemed to take care of Qingyuan's mood, he didn't use magic power, he just squatted down and cleaned up slowly , make sure there are no more debris on the ground and go out.

When He Louming entered, Qingyuan was reading a book with a calm expression. When he saw him coming, there seemed to be little smiles in his eyes. He was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked closely, he found that there was really a smile in it, like a void in the night sky Sparks suddenly appeared, bright and charming.

He suppressed the sudden emotion in his heart, "Come with me to a banquet."

banquet?

Qingyuan closed the book with a gentle voice, "OK."

Let alone a banquet, even the Magic Valley will come with you.

Unexpectedly, he agreed so easily, He Louming was stunned for a moment, and only after seeing Qingyuan tidying himself up did he follow step by step.

Qingyuan's pace seems to be leisurely, but in fact, he keeps thinking about what happened back then.

He seems to remember that He Louming also took him to a banquet before, and he seemed to drink a cup of tea with extra ingredients, and then...

Qingyuan's expression began to become subtle.

Well

It was He Louming who explained it to him.

Thinking of his antidote method, the earlobe hidden in the black hair slowly turned red, Qingyuan thought, this time he won't drink anything.

The Demon Envoy just disappeared and reappeared without causing much waves.

The atmosphere in the hall has become lively. Most of the men and women have already found their targets, and occasionally a few are lazily nestled in the corner, motionless.

Dark Fox is one, he rejects the person next to him to strike up a conversation with, and only stares at the man sitting on the seat.

Mo Zunyuan's most important person, the best candidate for the next Mo Zun, if he can catch this line, he will rise to prosperity in the future.

But what should such a person give to please him?

He squinted his eyes, thoughtful, magic weapon armor and other things he took out were hard to get into the eyes of that person, and he had never heard that the person needed the beauty furnace, but he heard that he would put a Wei Xianzun is under house arrest in the bedroom.

In the dormitory, it is a place that makes people dream about it when they hear it.

The dark fox raised his eyes to see that the life around him was beautiful and gentle, so gentle and elegant that people couldn't take their eyes off him, and his whole body had a jade-like temperament, which made people look at him... wishing to destroy it.

The blood of his clan is special, and it can be seen almost at a glance that the man's Yuanyang has not leaked, so, he slowly raised his lips, and he knew what to give.

The holy ones are depraved, and the strong ones are weak. If such a noble person can shed tears and embarrass his face, the adults should be satisfied.

Qingyuan looked at the demons in the temple, they were actually no different from the people of Tianyi Sect, the sect also had this kind of banquet, he had attended several times in the past, many people used this kind of banquet to find friends or Taoist companions.

But the latter is rare, and occasionally one is also euphemistic and subtle, and said it out of the corner.

I can't say which one is better, but He Louming is neither.

He only had a gloomy and beautiful face, and then said to Qingyuan in a warning tone, "I'll kill the one you like."

Gee.

It's really domineering.

There is no displeasure in my heart, I am actually used to his possessive temperament.

Smiling slightly, I heard a gloomy voice next to my ear, "Which one are you looking at?"

He Louming's eyes were cold, and he glanced over like ice. Wherever his gaze went, he was silent like a cicada, "If Qingyuan Immortal Venerable has something you like, you might as well just say it, I will definitely like you."

I will take out her skin and bones, and take out her spirit and give it to you.

He Louming knew that this kind of possessiveness was abnormal, since when he left Yunfeng, he hoped that the other party would focus all their eyes on him and not give it to others.

It's just that he was too weak at that time, and he was a disciple. Even if he tried his best, it was difficult for the other party to put all their eyes on him.

At that time, it was just a simple compliment from him, and he was very happy.

So he tried his best to do everything well, but what happened later?

He raised his lips casually, with a self-deprecating expression.

Fortunately, it won't happen now, and he slowly folded his palms together. Now that this person is by his side, if he wants him to stay in the room and is not allowed to go out, he can't go out. He has to do whatever he wants him to do.

Seeing him refusing the wine offered by someone else, He Louming looked reckless.

Holding the light blue wine glass in his slender hand, he handed it to Qing Yuan's lips, with an orderly tone, "Drink!"

Tough and reckless, with the attitude of a master.

He just wanted to force Qingyuan to drink his own cup in front of everyone in the hall after Qingyuan refused the other people's drink.

Qingyuan was silent, feeling a little complicated.

He Louming probably wants to get a feeling of being favored, combined with his possessiveness, Qingyuan can probably outline the thoughts in his mind, he wants to prove that he is the special one, different from others.

He wouldn't be displeased, it's just... Qingyuan thought about it for a while, it seemed that what he drank back then was a cup of something that was laced with medicine.

It's been a long time, and I don't remember who handed it to me, so I just drank it in a daze.

Qingyuan took it slowly, and took a sip from his lips. His thin lips were soft, and now they were stained with wine, revealing a glint of water, which makes people want to hold in their mouths and taste the taste.

He Louming moved his eyes away calmly, his eyes were extremely dark.

Seeing that someone had already noticed Qingyuan beside him, he glanced over with a cold expression, and looked away a few times, feeling a little better in his heart.

He secretly hated himself for bringing him out just now, and now his heart is about to move, so he should be locked in his dormitory, and no one else is allowed to see or think about it, nor even have a single thought.

Qingyuan's bony fingers were playing with the wine glass, but the Taoist couple grabbed his wrist, "Go, go back to the bedroom, you are not allowed to come out again."

I was stunned for a moment, didn't I just let him out?Why are you going in again?

Pursing his lips to comfort himself, that's all, as long as he is happy.

Back in the bedroom, not long after sitting, I felt an unknown fire rising from my lower abdomen. This feeling reappeared after a few years, and it was still familiar and uncomfortable.

He froze in place, didn't he...didn't drink the tea offered by anyone?

How can it be like this? !

It seems that he took a sip of wine, and it was handed over by his Taoist companion.

He remained silent on the spot, stiff as a statue.

I passed the Qingxin Jue several times, but it was of no use. Instead, the fever became more and more intense. Not only did I have a reaction on my body, but even my face turned red.

It was really a temperature that could burn people to death, he took a breath indiscriminately, went to bed silently and pulled down the bed curtain, ready to endure it.

It doesn't work by hand, he tried it back then.

The medicine from the Demon Realm is very powerful. It seems that the degree of moisture and firmness are indispensable. If it cannot be relieved, it will hurt all the time.

This seems to be the uniqueness of this kind of thing. The reproduction of human beings is a reward mechanism, while the reproduction of many animals is a bit like a punishment mechanism. If you don’t do it, it will be very uncomfortable.

Qingyuan feels very uncomfortable now, there are fine beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, he can feel the heat of his exhaled breath, the scorching, scalding breath wraps himself, and he can hear his more intense breathing in his ears.

If he had been a lotus, the leaves and petals would have been wilted by the heat.

Fortunately, his consciousness is still clear, Qingyuan thought helplessly, the same thing happened to him twice, this time he really can't let He Louming explain it to him.