With the script in hand, I became a heartthrob

A young man was lying on the bed.

He fell asleep peacefully, his long eyelashes drooping naturally, like a butterfly resting on a stamen.

Three thousand black hairs were scattered on the bed, making his complexion as white as snow, and the corners of the young man's eyes were slightly red, as if the peach blossoms in April were blooming in the corners of his eyes, making people want to kiss and lick that touch of red, want to See the look of spring water in the young man's eyes.

The young man's breathing became rapid, and he seemed unable to bear to touch the sleeping young man, but he didn't want to be discovered so soon, even though his eyes seemed to be stormy and stormy, he still stretched out his hands cautiously.

He closed his eyes and lowered his head, his head was getting closer and closer, as if he was about to kiss him in the next moment, he bravely opened his mouth—but he kissed the hair of his mouth.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes, and saw the young man looking at him with dark eyes.

The smile stained the entire red lips of the young man, and those eyes were as bright as ink.

"What, you still want to lick me?"

He smiled like a seductive monster, and said word by word: "One more lick, and your legs will be broken."

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The boy hesitated for a moment, for some reason, he seemed to feel the cold wind like ice and snow.

However, he who has been brave all the time quickly straightened his neck confidently, "It's just a consecrated monk, you want the Golden Core Stage next to you to come and save you, tell you, there is no way! This room has been closed by my magic weapon Even if you scream and break your throat, no one will come to save you!"

It seemed that in order to regain the face he was frightened before, the boy deliberately threatened with a ferocious expression.

Rao Xi smiled, "Are you sure?"

The young man's black hair hung behind his back like silk, and part of the black hair fell on his chest after being blown by the wind. He looked sideways and smiled, which was amazing enough to make everyone admire at his feet.

The young man was stunned, the extremely fast attack appeared in front of him like an arrow piercing through a bamboo.

It was a coercion that made one absolutely surrender. Under such absolute strength, the young man's golden core was like a flat boat that fell into the sea, unable to overturn any big waves at all.

The boy didn't even have time to break out in cold sweat, so he was so suppressed that he couldn't straighten up. He looked at Rao Xi with some horror, "You...you are..."

He was so weak that he couldn't even distinguish the realm of the great power in front of him with such a high-level power, that huge spiritual vortex, and that powerful absolute strength.

Faced with such coercion, the young man refused to give in. He took out many magic weapons from the storage bag, and looked like he was desperately suppressing them. He refused to bow his head even if everything was destroyed.

As time passed, countless black air appeared around the young man, and there was a bloody smell on his mouth - of course, this was the result of Rao Xi's failure to exert all his strength. No matter how long he persisted, it might not even be possible for a second, because Rao Xi could have killed him in the first attack.

Rao Xi was surprised by those wisps of devilish energy, "It turned out to be a devil cultivator?"

The word "moxiu" made the young man's expression change drastically. He gritted his teeth, his red lips were white and painful from being bitten. Immediately afterwards, the young man blew up all the magic weapons at once.

After a puff of black smoke passed, Rao Xi saw a few drops of blood on the bed, bright red silk.

Rao Xi sighed helplessly. In fact, he didn't intend to do anything to that little demon cultivator—he was not a real orthodox monk, and he wanted to kill the demon cultivator. I didn't expect... Does he look so scary? The little magic weapon exploded, and he was seriously injured and wanted to escape.

Such a huge posture caused Xue Meng from the next room to kick open the door and rush in.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, are you okay?" The young man walked to Rao Xi's side eagerly.

"fine."

Xue Meng saw the darkness around him, and saw a few drops of blood on the bed. He was shocked and suddenly became worried and nervous, "Are you really okay? Why are you bleeding?"

Compared with him, Rao Xi's mood was very calm, "A demon cultivator just came."

"Moxiu?" Xue Meng was surprised and angry, "Before I came here, I felt that someone was staring at us. What? He... why did he come to your room at night?"

Originally this was a very simple sentence, but under Xue Meng's sudden stammer, it seemed a bit arousing.

Rao Xi replied blankly: "He wants to steal my gold jewelry."

In fact, from the very beginning, he noticed that someone had been staring at him, but he only thought it was out of money.

I didn't expect that Moxiu to be sneaky, standing beside his bed for a while without moving, making him wonder what he was going to do until he got closer...

"So it's just gold jewelry," Xue Meng breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know why he breathed a sigh of relief, as if thinking of something, Xue Meng's tone became anxious again, "But that blood..."

"That's his blood."

Rao Xi paused, "It feels like it's a demon cultivator who has not been enchanted for a long time, like a young master who has secretly left the sect and is not good at learning. There are many magic weapons in the storage bag. He wanted to scare me just now, but he was in a hurry. Be careful to let the magic weapon inside fall out, and touch the switch of self-explosion."

Xue Meng felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. He looked at Rao Xi's black eyes that could not see any emotion, and without asking any more questions, he replied dryly, "Oh."

Soon the innkeeper came up, and when he saw the mess in the room, he was almost terrified.

The bed was broken in half and turned into powder, a chair was missing, and a corner of the table a little far away was broken. The wall next to it was still intact, but it was charred and black, and a lot of sawdust fell on the ground.

"Two... two immortal masters," the innkeeper stammered, not daring to straighten his back, "what happened?"

The innkeeper's reaction made Xue Meng feel a little embarrassed, and Rao Xi who was standing aside handed over two ingots of gold, "Sorry, I didn't practice well and disturbed the shopkeeper. This is compensation, and I hope the shopkeeper will forgive me."

Hearing Rao Xi's apology, he was a little flattered, and quickly said: "There is no need for immortal masters."

"Take it." Rao Xi said.

The innkeeper finally took the gold.His inn has been open for a long time, and monks often stay there. Sometimes monks suddenly fight when they live in the hotel, and they fight outside, but no one can be found, let alone compensation, let alone he dare not to ask for compensation.

This time it was the same thing. The young monk in front of him apologized to him and gave him so much compensation, which was already enough to offset his loss several times.

Thinking of this, the innkeeper asked: "Master Immortal, this room should be uninhabitable, how about another room?"

Rao Xi shook his head, "Don't bother, the shopkeeper can go back to sleep."

"There is no need to pay any more money, this is enough." The innkeeper shook the gold in his hand, the meaning in his words was very obvious.

"No problem." After he refused, he saw that the innkeeper was depressed, so he explained, "Cultivators don't need to sleep, they can meditate all night."

"So that's how it is," said the innkeeper happily, "It's because I'm short-sighted, that fairy master should practice hard, please call me if you have anything to do."

"it is good."

After getting Rao Xi's answer, the innkeeper walked out.

Rao Xi looked at Xue Meng who was still stuck in the room, his brows were slightly frowned, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

When Rao Xi sat down on the undamaged right side of the bed, Xue Meng was still stuck beside the chair like a piece of wood.

Rao Xi: "?"

Seeing the doubt in Rao Xi's eyes, Xue Meng looked a little embarrassed, but still worked hard to muster up the courage to pretend to be very serious, "Fellow Daoist Fu, I have to stay here, in case that magic cultivator makes a comeback again, that would be too dangerous Already!"

In fact, the little demon cultivator will not come again, but Rao Xi still said, "Then you stay."

The young man sat on the chair and looked at Rao Xi secretly. There was moonlight shining into the room. He saw the young man meditating with his eyes closed. Half of the moonlight fell on his face, like a silver gauze covering On the young man's jade-like face, his eyelashes were as long as butterflies, and his lips were bright red.

Xue Meng's face gradually turned red.

He looked at it, and suddenly felt a little sleepy. The boy stared at the almond eyes for a long time, but he still couldn't get over the sleepiness, and soon fell asleep on the table.

Rao Xi watched him fall asleep and got up from the bed. He didn't want to meditate all night under Xue Meng's gaze. After all, he didn't need to practice, and sleeping was the most comfortable.

He conjured up a big bed covered with several layers of velvet on the ground, lay down on it, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Xue Meng woke up suddenly from the dream, stood up, because just woke up, the boy stood a little dazed.

After a while, his eyes widened. Why did he suddenly fall asleep yesterday? He is obviously a monk at the golden core stage. It is possible that another demon cultivator came yesterday.

The young man looked aside nervously. He was relieved when he saw that the young man was still meditating with his eyes closed.

He carefully and slowly moved back to the chair, intending to wait until the young man finished meditating.

Before Xue Meng could sit down, the young man opened his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Xue." Rao Xi called out.

"Here!" Xue Meng subconsciously responded sonorously.

Rao Xi glanced at him in surprise, Xue Meng's face slowly turned red again under his gaze, but fortunately Rao Xi quickly withdrew his gaze.

Xue Meng felt a little ashamed, and followed Rao Xi with her head down, without saying a word.

After Rao Xi spoke a few words with the innkeeper, tactfully refused his persuasion, and the two left Liansheng City and walked a long way, he still looked like this.

"What's wrong?" Rao Xi asked aloud.

Xue Meng looked at the young man's glazed eyes, hesitated for a long time, still didn't know how to speak, and finally his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing him like this, Rao Xi didn't ask any more questions.His gaze shifted to Xue Meng's sword on his waist, "It's still some time away from Qingfu Town, we're flying with the sword and strive to arrive today."

"it is good……"

Xue Meng replied softly.

He looked at Rao Xi's empty waist, as if thinking of something, his calm face began to turn red again, and he stammered: "Fu... Fellow Daoist Fu, we are..." Do you share a sword together?

Before he could say the following words, he stopped abruptly after seeing Rao Xi take out a gleaming golden sword from behind.

The whole body of the sword was golden, and the sword body seemed to be covered with a layer of hot gilt under the sunlight, which made people dare not look directly at it.

"Ok?"

Rao Xi suddenly became quiet when he heard half of what he said, and couldn't help but glance at him.

Xue Meng said stiffly, "Nothing."

Rao Xi was the first to mount the golden sword, "Then let's go."

The young man following behind looked at the young man in white clothes fluttering in front of him, and sighed depressingly.

From the air, Yujian flies very fast, and below is the endless forest, which is endless.

Xue Meng squinted his eyes because of the golden light in front of him. When he opened his eyes, there was no one in front of him.