The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

He was pushed back by the aura vine.

After pressing it back, those black vines disappeared, but there was a circle of black spiritual power wrapped around his right wrist, which couldn't be removed no matter what.

Lin Shu didn't think so.

He got up again, this time before he could go to the door, he was entangled by the spiritual energy again. It turned out that the spiritual energy vines did not disappear from his body, but were hidden under his clothes - although the texture is soft and can change shape at will, It is like a chain, but its tenacity, which cannot be broken, is simply a chain.

Xiao Shao played hide-and-seek with him, threw him in and locked him in the house, what does it mean?How clear is this person?

Lin Shu couldn't understand it, but he knew that Xiao Shao was in extreme danger now, and he might not be able to maintain his human body at any moment, and would completely turn into a ghost of resentment.According to past experience, the only thing that can make Xiao Shao feel better is that he is by his side.

He stared at the direction of the spiritual vine.

Xiao Shao's attainments in martial arts are naturally profound, and his spiritual power is endless, so it is difficult to find a flaw.

But Lin Shu thought to himself, although Xiao Shao could completely suppress him because of the power of resentment, if it was only spiritual power, his martial arts education might not be lower than Xiao Shao.

Immediately carefully observe the flow and alternation of the black energy on the wrist, and after a quarter of an hour, he found a flaw, and a sudden sword energy cut through it.

Ripples seemed to be stirred up in the void, making the sound of gold and stone colliding, but the result was not as Lin Shu thought. The black air was just cut through a gap, and it was not completely broken. He thought, Xiao Shao absorbed the power of the remnant phoenix , I am afraid it has improved again.

Thinking of this, he also thought that the thousands of years of inheritance of his Jiange might not be as good as that ancient phoenix. Immediately meditating on his mind, the sword energy and sword intent came out together, and he went forward without hesitation, cutting off the black energy immediately.

Without the restraint, he picked up Wushu again, and wanted Wushu to lead him the way.

No shame this time, but there was no sound.

Lin Shu had no other choice, but walked towards the door.

But he didn't want to take a step forward, and was suddenly pushed down again by a strong force, and several strands of spiritual power vines, which were harder and more flexible than before, bound him to the bed again.

Moreover, after restraining him to the bed this time, these weird things did not disappear, and they just merged with this red silk soft-veiled marriage bed, restraining him firmly.

There were four vines bound his hands and feet, another one was wrapped around his waist, and the other was softer, strangling his throat.

Lin Shu kept trying to break free, and consciously spent all his life's cultivation on it, but it just made some insignificant cracks on those vines.

But it made the vine bind more and more tightly on his body, as if it was tightly strangled - and it was still moving slowly, and because it was an invisible thing under the clothes, it couldn't be seen from the outside.

If it was something else, if it touched him like this, he would have already suffered from allergic symptoms, dizzy, and stiff all over, but this is Xiao Shao's spiritual power and breath, which is almost the same as Xiao Shao's real person. After struggling for a while, he was actually forced to pant slightly by the vines, and those places on his body that were strangled by the vines trembled uncontrollably.

There are many places on his body that cannot bear to be touched. After Xiao Shao murmured "You are too sensitive" a few times, unless this person has the intention of playing tricks and wants to make him cry, otherwise it is not easy to touch. .But these vines, which are no different from Xiao Shao's breath, no matter whether Sanqi 21 is walking on his body, just one on his waist will make him die, let alone others.

Lin Shu didn't dare to move again, but her breathing was still short and she couldn't stop panting.

For a moment, he was in a trance, looking at the red soft gauze hanging from the ceiling, thinking that Xiao Shao must be trapped here to death.

However, thinking that Xiao Shao's situation was worrying, and feeling that this could not go on like this, he resorted to kung fu to break free from the vines.

The vines suddenly intensified and moved all over his body, his whole body was weak and trembling, his eyes were blurred, he couldn't gather his spiritual energy to fight against the vines, and was forced to cry.

After shedding the first tear, I feel a little inexplicably wronged. While thinking about Xiao Shao's indifferent face, I also think that I have cultivated the way of ruthlessness, so why can't I cut off all consciousness, which is better than being tortured into this by a few vines? look.

Feeling wronged, he thought of Xiao Shao who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and felt at a loss.

He couldn't use his strength, so he firmly grasped the sheet under his hands, closed his eyes, and pretended that he was a dead fish.

But no matter how much he pretended, it was useless, the vines entangled and scratched his body intensified, his whole body was shaking, he bit his lip, he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't struggle, he could only move in a limited way.

I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't help but shed some physiological tears because of the too intense stimulation. Later, as time passed, the grievance of being bullied became more and more serious, and I cried and panted a little sincerely.

But it was impossible for him not to resist.

By moving his fingers bit by bit, he finally touched the bag where he kept things.

With a move of his mind, he took out the bronze dice.

He wanted to go back to Qingming Dongtian to think about how to deal with it, and he must not stay in this room any longer.

Holding the bronze dice, the moment he was about to enter, an icy force knocked the thing down.

The bronze dice fell to the ground, and because the floor in this room was covered with an extremely thick velvet blanket, it couldn't even make a sound.

Lin Shu looked in the direction of the spiritual power, and saw a figure appearing on the high seat under the window, entwined with black mist.

Xiao Shao.

He was sitting on a gorgeous wooden chair carved with a phoenix, looking at himself with his arms folded, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

Still with the same indifferent look, empty eyes, a strand of long black hair fell from his forehead and disappeared into the neckline of the same black robe.

Such a posture is so lofty, the sky outside the window is dark and gloomy, he is in the half-light, as if he does not belong to the world, but the Shura hell, the indifferent and tyrannical king above the boundless sea of ​​suffering, looking down at all living beings.

With his appearance, the movements of the vines on Lin Shu also changed.

Something bulged under his body, raising his upper body into a slightly raised head posture.

A vine that was originally wrapped around his waist and abdomen swam up, wrapped around his neck, and touched his lips.

But it didn't mean that, it wanted to open his lips and teeth, and then enter his mouth and throat.

And the aura on the spiritual vines completely belonged to Xiao Shao, as if Xiao Shao's fingers were doing this.

Lin Shu closed his eyes.

He knew that this was the most provocative kind of intimacy, and some hints in it were so thick that they were about to drip out.

But Xiao Shao just looked at it with a blank face, obviously the owner of these vines, but it seemed that everything had nothing to do with him.

Lin Shu suddenly understood.

When he was still young, his master taught him to be pure and far away from the world of mortals.

It is said that the five colors make people blind, the six tones make people deaf, and the seven emotions make people lose their minds.

Therefore, don't touch brightly colored objects, profligate and beautiful sounds, innocent mortals, and even wine, sex and wealth.

Especially if you are tempted by the mortal world and contaminated with carnal desires, you will fall into the world of mortals forever and lose the Dao forever, which is absolutely unacceptable.

He didn't understand then.

Then the old man said, the meaning of these words is, disciple, you must not let those things get dirty with your clear soul, your clear six faculties.

dirty.

He also heard Xiao Shao say this.

Xiao Shao said that all living beings are dirty and resentful ghosts, only Xianjun is clean.

It's just that Xiao Shao still had a sliver of reason at that time, and he wanted to save himself with Xianjun's cleanliness.

Now Xiao Shao is different, probably because he noticed such a little cleanliness and wanted to get it completely dirty.

And he has nothing to get dirty.

There is only one body that has the right to use it long ago and belongs to Xiao Shao's body, which can be kneaded at will.

Maybe Xiao Shao didn't want to get dirty before.

It's just a matter of empathy. In this person's eyes, a little white in this dirty world is really an eyesore.

So at first I found him by myself, and he left.

I found it too many times, so I simply locked it in the room.It's better to get all dirty than to be white and obstruct your eyes.

So not allowed to go, not allowed to leave the room, not even allowed to leave this bed.

And he had a lot of leisure time, condescending, he only needed to release a little spiritual power, and he didn't even have to move a finger.

Fine.

Give it all.