After waking up, he became the male favorite of his old enemy

Qian Xun's clothes were unbuttoned, revealing a large piece of white jade-like skin, the cold blade suddenly slashed across it, red blood sprayed all over the ground, it was three times more colorful than Qian Xun's lips point.

Yao Jiuliang's fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably, Qian Xun actually cut off his own flesh inch by inch, piece by piece!

He punished himself for being late, to ease the itch that made him feel guilty.

The monks in the tribulation period always recover quickly from physical injuries, and Qian Xun also has an extremely heaven-defying healing ability. In this way, his body is still covered with criss-crossing scars, which shows that he treats himself very well. How ruthless it is.

The pain on the skin was unbearable for ordinary people, but Qian Xun didn't even frown, as if such things were already commonplace for him.

Yes, 300 years, isn't it commonplace?

Finally, the ruthless and murderous Lord of Hell Abyss couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted, "Yu Wuyan! What are you doing?!"

Qian Xun paused the hand holding the knife, and looked up at Yao Jiuliang, with a little confusion in his eyes, as if he had just escaped from some illusion.

He didn't ask how Yao Jiuliang came in, but sighed, and said with a cold attitude: "I don't know if the Lord of Hell Abyss is visiting me when I'm in retreat, what's the important thing?"

It's just that his attitude is cold and cold, but because of the current state, his tone has become weak and lingering, even the tip of his tongue has a lingering taste.

Yao Jiuliang didn't care about Qian Xun's attitude, he walked up to Qian Xun in two steps, grabbed the knife in his hand, threw it aside and cursed: "What the hell is this, how dare you hurt me?" you!"

But Qian Xun was amused by him and laughed: "This knife is useless, where did it hurt me, it was clearly me who hurt myself."

After finishing speaking, Qian Xun was taken aback for a moment, perhaps because of the erosion of devil energy that made him a little unconscious, why Yao Jiuliang just worried about him for a while, and he couldn't help pouring out the tenderness that had been hidden for a long time to him.

"Damn it!" Yao Jiuliang looked at the wound on Qian Xun's body, and his mood became irritable, violent air flashed across his eyes from time to time, he felt that he was going crazy, "Have you been living like this for 300 years? "

"En." Qian Xun lowered his eyes, facing Yao Jiuliang's worry, he found that he couldn't take his heart back and frown coldly at him, he could only try his best not to laugh at him.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Wu Jiuliang asked, he didn't even dare to touch the wound on Qian Xun's body, obviously he had suffered more serious injuries than this when his cultivation base was not as high as now, but he looked at Qian Xun Xun, but felt that his heart hurt more than when he suffered the most serious injury that was about to die.

"It doesn't hurt." Qian Xun shook his head.

"Bullshit."

Yao Jiuliang sat in front of Qian Xun, and fixed Qian Xun's clothes with his hands, but Qian Xun just looked at him indifferently, like a wisp of floating smoke that would disperse when the wind blows.

Maybe it was because of the arrival of Yao Jiuliang, or maybe it was because of something else, today's Qian Xun felt that the erosion of demonic energy was not so difficult, he could even sit and talk to Yao Jiuliang for a while, instead of Rolling on the ground so unbearably, showing his ugliness.

"Why didn't you find a pure Yin body?" Yao Jiuliang asked.

Qian Xun didn't know how to answer, so he could only reply: "I don't want to."

Yao Jiuliang looked at Qian Xun's obviously drooping eyes, and asked with a shivering voice, "Is it... because of me?"

This seems to be a question that doesn't need Qian Xun's answer to know the answer. Complicated emotions began to grow crazily in Yao Jiuliang's heart.

Yao Jiuliang was bored at first, he didn't like Qian Xun doing this, it would put him under unnecessary pressure and make him want to go crazy; then he felt distressed, he couldn't see Qian Xun like this, only he could hurt Qian Xun, even if it was It's okay for Qian Xun to hurt himself, he will be sad about it; in the end, it is the little joy that shows his sense of existence that he has been trying to suppress in his heart but keeps jumping out.

Qian Xun was doing it for him, just thinking about Yao Jiuliang, he felt that he saw the fireworks blooming brilliantly in the sky in the dark night that he saw at the end of the year when he was young.

Such complicated emotions can hardly be dealt with, he just feels like he is at the seaside, being hit on the shore by monstrous and surging waves, submerged in the water, wanting to struggle and breathe.

It wasn't until a muffled groan came that Yao Jiuliang broke away from the complicated emotions like a tide and returned to reality.

Yao Jiuliang looked at Qian Xun, the red powdered demonic energy seemed to be playing a game, shuttled back and forth on Qian Xun's body, hung Qian Xun's head down, bent his back, and put his fingers on the ground In the gap between the nails, even the nails were completely peeled off with such force.

"Yu Wuyan!" Yao Jiuliang shouted.

But now Qian Xun seemed to be unable to hear the sound of the outside world at all, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his expression was painful and unbearable, he stretched out his hand trying to reach the delicate weapon that Yao Jiuliang threw out. knife.

Just when Qian Xun was about to touch the knife, Yao Jiu grabbed Qian Xun's hand and said, "Damn it, Yu Wuyan, you wait for me."

After all, Yao Jiuliang disappeared before Qian Xun's eyes together with the knife.

Qian Xun lay down on the ground as if exhausted, he didn't want Yao Jiuliang to see his ugliness, he was already trying to bear it.

On the other side, not far from the shabby room, the monks hadn't left yet, but more and more people gathered because of Yao Jiuliang's movements.

"Palace Master Chasing the Moon," Tian Suanzi ignored Daoist Bi Xiao's words, but turned to Zhui Yue and said, "If it is really the king's plan, then please ask Palace Master Chasing the Moon to explain in detail. I can't endure such a violent surge of devilish energy again, if there is no plan..."

Tian Suanzi didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but it was not difficult for people to understand what he meant.

Chasing Moon saw that Tian Suanzi didn't speak, but smiled, and Mo Qing behind her spoke, "If you don't have a plan, what can you do?"

"What can be done, naturally what can be done," Tian Suanzi was robbed by Rong Xi who just rushed over before Tian Suanzi could speak, "Could it be that he will bully us monks who are not well-cultivated, and really make him feel like he is going to Hell Abyss?" The Lord’s words, I’m afraid I dare not say a word more.”

Rong Xi didn't have any dignity at all, and he didn't know what he had experienced in the past 300 years.

Taoist Bixiao heard Rong Xi's words and shouted: "Xi'er, don't be rude!"

Rong Xi still listened to what his mother said, and immediately shut up, but he looked at Tian Suanzi with unfriendly eyes.

Tian Suanzi glanced at the few people standing opposite them, sighed suddenly, and said: "I don't have any other intentions, as long as it can make the cultivation world safe, let alone the Lord of the Prison, even if I want the old man I can live my life!"

As soon as Tian Suanzi finished speaking, a burst of scarlet demonic energy suddenly emerged, and Yao Jiuliang appeared in front of everyone, startling everyone.

Fortunately, Yao Jiuliang's goal is very clear. He grabbed Rong Xi's shoulder and said, "Come with me."

Then disappeared.

"Xi'er!" Daoist Bixiao rushed forward when he saw this, trying to stop Yao Jiuliang, but he couldn't catch up at all. She gritted her teeth and headed towards the shabby room.

There was no time for Zhuiyue to stop her, but fortunately Yu Jiuwu reacted quickly and stepped forward to block her way the moment Daoist Bixiao rushed out.

"Get out of the way!" Daoist Bixiao's natal magic weapon is a nine-section whip. When Yu Jiuwu stopped her, her whip had already shot, and went straight to Yu Jiuwu's face.

"Daoist Bixiao!" Zhuiyue hurriedly shouted, "Don't worry, the Lord of Hell Abyss won't do anything to Rong Xi!"

"How can you tell me to believe you!" Taoist Bixiao's eyes were red, and Yao Jiuliang kidnapped her son without saying a word, how could she be relieved!

Chasing the moon didn't talk nonsense, but directly transmitted the sound into his ears: "Xiao Jiuliang is Jinyi!"

Daoist Bixiao stopped his movements suddenly, and looked at Zhuiyue in disbelief.

On the other side, Yao Jiuliang grabbed Rong Xi by the collar and brought him directly in front of Qian Xun. Before Rong Xi could stand still, Yao Jiuliang said coldly, "Take off your clothes!"

"Huh? What are you talking about...Your Majesty?!"

Rong Xi was about to scold Yao Jiu, when he turned his head and saw Qian Xun who was leaning on the edge of the bed and trying to stand up from the ground.

Where had he seen Qian Xun like this before, the front of his clothes was stained with large amounts of blood, his golden eyes were full of haze, his already beautiful lips were already bitten to pieces, and the oozing blood seemed to be the most beautiful in the world. The rich lip balm dyed him like a broken flower, if you look carefully, you will find that the nails on Qian Xun's hands are broken, cracked, and some are even turned over completely. In the past, it was as if he had suffered some cruel punishment.

Qian Xun's face was as pale as paper, especially after seeing Rong Xi.

Rong Xi was stunned by such Qian Xun town, unable to speak a word.

But Yao Jiuliang said with a choked voice: "Yu Wuyan, I brought you the body of pure yin, right now, what should you do quickly, you don't care what I think, I don't care!"

Qian Xun lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I care."

"What's the use of you caring," Yao Jiu smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, it was colder than that of Jiutian Xuanbing, he said, "There is nothing I can't do that I want to do!"

After all, Yao Jiuliang reached out and took off Gan Xun's clothes, but he didn't even take off his coat.

Because Qian Xun said: "Please."

Yao Jiuliang felt that there was nothing he could do.

"Damn it!" Yao Jiu cursed in a low voice, got up and went to Rong Xi's side again, and said, "Take off your clothes."

He has nothing to do with Qian Xun, it doesn't mean he has nothing to do with Rong Xi, he must settle today's matter, he doesn't want to see Qian Xun like this again.

But Rongxi grabbed his clothes tightly, with an expression of reluctance.

Seeing this, Yao Jiu suddenly sneered, and said, "Don't you like Qian Xun? Why don't you want to let you do something happy with him?"

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